62. Chapter 62 064 "Countless Mes"

Author: Whales Don’t Lick

Chapter 62 064. "Countless Mes"

On the second night after her limbs were restored to full health, Fangyuan went to make four dishes and one soup for Chen Wan, including two meat and two vegetarian seafood soups.

Chen Wan looked at the two real estate certificates in front of her and finished a big bowl of rice.

If a man who doesn't often cook for a woman suddenly starts cooking, the woman must be careful. He must be coaxing you to do some exercise or give you pocket money.

Fangyuan was also trying to coax Chen Wan. As for why, he himself didn't think too clearly. Neither purpose was particularly pure.

It’s not about exercising, it’s not about pocket money, it’s not about talking? I don’t know where to start.

Chen Wan didn't ask anything, didn't talk about anything, she ate most of the food happily, and even deliberately burped at Fang Yuan... and then ran to the sofa to catch up on the TV series, "Soldier Assault".

Fangyuan finished washing the dishes silently, and watched Baoqiang's Growth Story with her for a while, and finally said good night and returned to her home.

Shallow love is like white clouds in the sky, which may disappear at any time; deep love is like a gentle wind, silently accompanying it and never leaving - shallow love is like a gray dog, deep love is like a long wind.

Fangyuan suddenly no longer wants an ending. Any long-term decision cannot be made in an instant. Make more money when you have time, go to bed early when you have nothing to do, take your time for life-long things, whether it is friendship or love...the ending is not important,

Because many things in life often have no ending, and those with endings are called movies.

The person he likes is already sleeping, but he doesn't know whether the person he is thinking of is sleeping a thousand kilometers away or just ten meters next door.

He was afraid again, afraid of getting lost, afraid that his future self would affect his current new life, and afraid that his new self would completely forget about his future worries...

The self who has started over is saying: The past in the future is not important anymore, let it go, love it, and embrace the new future.

Another person is saying: The past is very important. There are people you have met and things you have experienced in the past. Otherwise, how could you become a brand new you? You cannot forget those sincere people and feelings, otherwise you will be a beast! You owe

In the future, you must remember what you owe to yourself and what you owe others.

Fangyuan shook his head, crushed the two idiot-like personalities, turned on the computer, and logged into the Tianya community that has disappeared in future generations...

Register an account: I want two grapefruits.

In 2006, the Internet was complaining about a post by Tianya called: "Imagining China's Future"

Fangyuan knows better than anyone else that this is one of the top ten divine posts in the future world. It appeared in 2006. People now don’t know how accurate the predictions are. He was immersed in the situation at this time and even suspected that the author of this post was also

Born again.

Open post: [Short story: Commemorating the future that has not yet come - "Countless Mes"]

Fangyuan feels that she is a human being, not an animal, because people have obsessions. Record those days and never forget them.

With his arms intact, he could type quickly and wrote the first "Future Diary".

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I am a wandering writer.

Because he is poor, wandering cannot be called a journey, and because his works cannot be sold, the writer cannot be called a writer, and he should not even be called a ‘work’.

After stumbling into middle age, I saw many things and met many people. No matter how big or small, everything contains profound or simple truths. No matter how high or low people are, they all have their own stories.

Some people wear masks on their faces in order to prevent others from seeing themselves clearly, while others wear masks in their hearts in order to prevent others from seeing themselves clearly.

There is no difference between the two, both are living an ordinary life in confusion.

S1, reflection of life

{He put my feet into his clothes and said that his feet were no longer cold and his whole body was warm. It was snowing heavily and he was shaking all over}

Have you ever had a dream like this? In the dream, time accelerates infinitely, and the end of your life is reached in an instant. Looking back and counting the past, you suddenly realize that all the running you have done in this life was just forced to follow a certain convention.

Values ​​win the approval of others, from trembling to bewildered compliance.

In the end, all that was left was a hateful blur of face and a road from which there was no turning back.

What a dog's day is, let it take its course! If you have obsessions, don't give up. Because in the most real corner of your heart, there is actually a lake that has never been discovered. It is silent and waveless, reflecting what you most expect.

Life is contrary to the so-called reality.

(1) You appear at the end of the dream, and my world becomes bright.

I went to a water park to tan when I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, and I haven't recovered from it for more than 20 years. In order to avoid staying at home all year round and being unable to explain myself, I started a wandering life. I wandered the streets and alleys of various cities.

Many people ask me which place is my favorite?

If the questioner were a man, I would say that the alleys in Chengdu, the city walls in Xi'an, and the lanterns and wine in Changchun are all very good.

On the contrary, I would say Xiamen’s sunshine, Shanghai’s prosperity, and Guiyang’s cuisine are pretty good.

They asked me if I chose a place to settle, where would it be?

I answered that I am not worthy of settling down. If I am lucky enough in the future, I will probably live in Dali.

From Lijiang to Fenghuang, from Zhenyuan to Jiaxing, no place is as lazy as Dali.

Laziness is different from laziness. The former is spiritual.

Wander around the ancient city, go to the Erhai Lake to enjoy the wind, and look at the rapeseed fields that look like Rubik's cubes. If the snowy tops on Cangshan Mountain are still there, I'll be lucky. I'll feel like I'm in a painting.

Yes, people of any personality can find the most comfortable pace of life in Dali.

The first time I met August and September was in Dali at the end of August and the beginning of September.

There are not many tourists and the afternoon breeze is not dry.

At that time, I fell in love with Ge You and paralyzed wherever I found a seat on Huguo Street. I paralyzed for the entire afternoon, thinking about nothing and letting my thoughts paint colorful daydreams on their own.

Bars don't start to get customers until dark, and they are naturally turned into cafes during the day, with almost no people. I believe that this model of day coffee and night drinking will become popular in the future.

The sunlight casts the whole world into scarlet through the eyelids.

Several times when I opened my eyes, it was almost sunset. The sparkling water had long since disappeared, and the full cup of coffee next to me had also fallen apart.

I was woken up by the sound of the wheels.

The ancient city is full of uneven stone roads, and it is rare to see two-wheeled vehicles here, let alone wheelchairs.

Men are called September and women are called August. September pushes a wheelchair and August rides a wheelchair.

September's hair is mixed with black and white, so it's hard to tell that she's the same age as me; August is young and beautiful, but it's hard to tell that she's the same age as me.

They stopped at an empty table not far away. August's smile was clear and pure, which was different from most smiles. This was the real smile.

Drink sparkling water in September and American style in August.

When September was helping August tuck the blanket, August took his hand and rubbed it gently.

August said: I have long heard that Dali is very good, and you finally brought me here.

August kept talking. September looked at her with a smile without saying a word. The best things in the human world were revealed in their exchanged eyes.

It's a pity that one is lame and one is mute.

I was like a wretched voyeur, curious about their every move.

It wasn't until my whole body was shaking that I walked over with the sparkling water without the bubbles.

This is an extremely ordinary scene. I would say that Dali is very, very good. The stream is quiet and the wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

The end of the dream is you, the sun is setting and the sky is bright.

I tried not to let my voice tremble: Hello, is this your first time in Dali?

A few words of greeting, a meal, a piece of music in a folk bar... strangers become old friends who meet at the end of the world. This is the unique charm of the ancient city.

I also found out that his name was September, and he was not mute; her name was August, she had sound legs, loved music, and could play the flute.

Like a despicable eavesdropper, I secretly learned their stories.

(2) The road I have walked with you will always make me sad when I pass by.

September and I have the same month and the same year, which is a coincidence.

It's just that he lacks a good mouth like mine.

August interrupted me with a smile: No, my family may have said it before September.

September had already fallen asleep on the thick wooden table, still holding August's hand tightly.

I said: Then there is nothing wrong with this brother, but drinking makes him feel bad.

August gently touched his half-white hair with his other hand: Not to mention, my September wine has a pound and a half of liquor and a pound of beer. He is just tired.

After chatting for a long time, I found out that they were from the Northeast and that September was a small business owner.

I introduced the local customs and some niche secret attractions and delicacies in detail, and we didn’t leave until the middle of the moon.

When we separated, we left each other's phone numbers and QQ messages to say hello if anything happened.

After nearly a week, after eating three meals and drinking heavily twice, Jiuyue Zhenren showed his face, but he only weighed a pound and a half?

In the next three or four years, every time I went to that city in the north, we would meet each other, have a drink, exchange knowledge, and spend most of the rest of the time chatting in space.

They also traveled a lot in those years, and their dog food overflowed the screen.

But I forgot from that day, I suddenly had no news from them, I couldn’t see them via QQ, and I couldn’t contact them via text messages or phone calls.
To be continued...