Same-sex marriage legalized

Whenever the end of the new year is approaching, the number of people in Beicheng will be much less, and the traffic will be uncommonly smooth.Because there are countless strangers who are running around, they all left here, returned to their hometown, and embraced their relatives in a foreign land.

And those who were still in Beicheng during this period mostly stayed at home on New Year's Eve, reunited with their families, watched the TV and had New Year's Eve dinner, feeling the atmosphere of the New Year.

Therefore, when the night is quiet, there are only a few sporadic people on the street, and there is no longer the continuous flow of people on the road.

I walked along the street aimlessly.

The neon lights in the city are flashing, and festive red is everywhere. This is a celebration unique to the Chinese people.The street scene is bright but also empty and lonely. I suddenly feel that it is also good to be quiet like this - to have time to think, but not to stick to it.

The first day of the new year.

I exhaled a breath of white mist, and with a rare willfulness, I set the phone notification to silent.

Not for anything else, just temporarily lost the mood to read the news.

It must be because the cold wind in the middle of the winter night is too strong, and once it blows, it doesn't make sense at all. When the bone-chilling chill hits my cheeks, I feel a raw pain.After a while, even the eye sockets were a little sore, and the corners of the eyes were also slightly cold.

I had to stop and blink slightly.After waiting for a long time, the astringency in the corners of the eyes gradually dissipated.

The wind is really strong.

Walking through the next street corner, I ran into the boy holding roses again—this time he was not alone, but holding the hand of a girl, and the bouquet of flowers was in the girl's arms.

The two talked and laughed, and walked towards each other.

Walking around in the dark, I didn't wear sunglasses or a mask, and there was no hat on my coat that could cover it.Just turn up the collar of the windbreaker, which can cover a little bit of cold wind and cut off the sight of others.

Although with little success.

On New Year's Eve, I was very conspicuous walking alone on the street, the girl looked over.After taking a look, she began to look sideways frequently and looked at me several times.

His eyes ranged from doubt, to suspicion, to ecstasy.

He must have recognized me.

Sure enough, the girl stopped in her tracks instantly, she grabbed the boy beside her, put her foot into his ear and whispered something, then pointed at me.After a while, she grabbed the hem of the jacket nervously and walked towards me a little awkwardly.

The closer she got, the more surprised her expression became, and she even covered her mouth and exclaimed in a low voice.

I didn't hide it, put my index finger on my lips, smiled and made a silent movement towards her.The girl immediately covered her mouth tightly, nodded heavily at me, and made an "OK" gesture to show that she understood.

Although the street was brightly lit at this time, the pedestrians could be counted on one hand, so the three of us seemed a little strange.

The girl stuffed the rose into the boy's arms, and although there were only a few steps away, she still ran towards me quickly.Seeing this, the boy hurriedly hugged the flower and followed, as if he was afraid that she would fall.

Although the girl lowered her voice, she couldn't hold back the excitement in her tone: "He Zhi! Zhizhi! My God, I actually met a real person!! I'm your fan! I've always liked you very much!!"

I nodded to her, smiled and said, "Thank you for your liking."

She asked excitedly: "Can Zhizhi sign my autograph and take a group photo for me?!"

"Of course." I asked, "Do you have a pen and paper?"

The girl was stunned.

After a while, she said with a sad face and despair: "...I didn't bring it."

Hearing this, the boy hugged the flower with one hand and took out a pen from his pocket: "I have—"

The girl suddenly turned from grief to joy, and smiled, and after taking the pen, she patted his shoulder lightly: "How could you have it!"

The boy hesitated and replied: "Well, a card for you to write a confession..."

girl:"……"

Almost instantly, both of them blushed.

At this time, the boy took out another blank card: "This is a card that I have not used up for writing letters, and it can be used for signing."

I took it, asked the names of the two of them, and wrote Chinese New Year congratulations on the card.The girl took the card and carefully put it away, then hooked the boy's finger, and the boy took her by the hand.

The girl asked me, "Does Zhizhi live around here?"

"No, I just came here to meet a friend." I said, "But my friend has something to do, so I left first."

"That's it..." She said reluctantly, "But I should go, my house is near here, and my mother should come to see me later."

I nodded: "It's time to go home, otherwise it will be too late."

The boy immediately said, "I'll see you off!"

The girl nodded.

I watch them leave.

very nice.

Perhaps all desperate stories should happen at this age, young and vigorous, forging ahead, with a lot of time and emotion.But on second thought, even if I were to go back in time and go back to my teenage years, I would not be a story writer.

In this way, being selfless may have nothing to do with age, but only with people.

And I'm probably a very difficult person to be thrilled with.

The surroundings have returned to silence again, which I am not used to.Fortunately, the cold wind seems to have stopped, and the corners of my eyes are no longer swollen, and I can see the way forward.

As long as you can move forward, there is nothing to be afraid of.

After walking for a long time, the sound of footsteps from far to near suddenly sounded in the silent night, echoing "da da" between the streets and alleys, which was very clear.Gradually, heavy gasps sounded behind me, and footsteps gradually approached.

As if I had a feeling in my heart, I subconsciously turned my head and bumped into Mr. Wei's eyes.

—He was running towards me frowning.

Rarely have I seen him in such a hurry.

Tall buildings towered along the street, and the flickering neon lights reflected Mr. Wei's deep eyes, his face was full of urgency and panic.He was holding a mobile phone tightly in his right hand, and his hair, which was always meticulous outside, became messy. Even in the cold winter, sweat was still dripping from his forehead.

I don't know whether to be anxious or tired.

He stopped two steps away from me, didn't say a word, just stared at me with deep eyes.

I was puzzled.

"Mr. Wei, things are busy over there—"

--Are you done?

Before I could finish my sentence, he stepped forward in two steps, pulled me over, and pressed my head against his shoulder.Because the movements were too violent and sudden, I was hurt by the diaphragm and my thoughts were cut off.

Mr. Wei's hug was too warm and thick, enveloping me layer by layer, as soft as if trapped in cotton wool.His face was icy cold, as if he had been walking in the night for a long time, so his whole body was dyed with winter.

It took me a long time to come back to my senses.

Mr. Wei's actions puzzled me. Did he see the message from the Chinese New Year?

"Mr. Wei."

I called him softly.

"Ah."

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

We hugged each other on the streets in winter like this.

I hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Those messages I sent..."

Suddenly, Mr. Wei let go of me.

His hands seemed to be uncontrollable, and he pinched my shoulders heavily, as if imprisoned, preventing me from moving an inch, and I could only stand still within his field of vision.

I raised my eyes and looked at him, and for a moment I couldn't read the emotion in his eyes——

Like panic, but also like earnestness, lingering with great sadness, without any concealment, clearly and vividly displayed in the eyes.

The end of Mr. Wei's eyes gradually turned red, and his voice was low and hoarse when he spoke, even mixed with a slight tremor.

"He Zhi, we will not separate."