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Chapter 7 The desert in the eyes—1

There are still 50 minutes left before I leave Ejina Banner in Inner Mongolia. At this time, the sky changes very quickly. 2/3 of the setting sun has sunk into the mountain ridge, just like Van Gogh's depth of field, like the lingering dusk in He Qifang's paintings.

A few drops of dusk fell on me while I was walking in the suburbs, caressing my body; at this time, the sound of cars, lonely and melancholy, came from far to near, falling like small white flowers on the silent street. I stood still.

I was riding an old public transport bus. It was empty and walked slowly past me. Then it disappeared from near to far.

The streets become more desolate, the sky drops and closes,

I saw a flock of white doves on the roof in the distance, circling in the sky. Then I had a feeling of desolation, like a mess on my fingertips, with little power. As long as I didn't move it, the beauty would fade away.

It was still not over, until I saw the night beginning to rise from the earth. I also saw: at a section of the road, when we walked past the sadness, we stopped almost instantly, in the bleak background;

I seem to have found a trace of feeling from Li Dai's side; but Li Dai is so far away from me. Does she, 700km away, no longer remember me? Now, I really fall in love with someone without knowing anything.

, even if I don’t admit it, this will be the truth;

Although the hug between me and her only lasted 7 minutes, the emotions in it were real and ups and downs;

But one day, this kind of giving and her uniqueness filled the whole world, and it was impossible to stop.

She felt that everything was enriched, and then she remembered to tell me that she was not using it to bring out the past.

The figures in those clips. That light blue time like grass. I was also a little sad. Just because the voice of J. Reyez fell in the depths of my eyes. It was as if the introverted constellation led to my inner being. So

I miss and write about the life we ​​have passed and the collective we live in. It is all absorbed into it and continues to become, or closer to the world of mist. I am just used to the color change. The change is in the arc of emotion. But

This is not what I imagined. Although the moon setting is very blurry, that feeling. That figure is like Li Dai. I seem to see her walking under a plum tree, facing the wind, and she said, the plum blossoms are blooming.

Yes, why am I sick again?

So I squatted down and imagined the girl walking on the road. I thought, in this world, except for me, there are ups and downs, so I believe that everything is so lonely at this time. Everything is twisting in the blood.

Stretch. In an instant, all the discomfort turned into her face. The girl's movements are easily reminiscent of: the gesture of that person turning around and walking towards the station,

At this time, a person who looked exactly like me was walking towards me.

It wasn't until he stood still in front of her that I saw clearly that he was indifferent.

He walked up to Li Ke and said to Li Keqing, "I miss you."

Li Ke once said to me that being completely immersed in instrumental rationality will make us trapped in loneliness. We seem to be unfortunate and are verifying this prophecy. Simple and boring. Whatever I often say will do, it seems

It is life that pushes people forward.

Li Dai also said that talking about his own relationship again and again will give him a sense of righteousness, as if the process of everything becoming colorless is like compassion, like brightness, and darkness. Although it is a bit abrupt, I know

Most of the beautiful things are fleeting. Just like when I stand on the roadside now, I really feel that life has both color and warmth. I only see its emergence. It will illuminate this town with the last light.

When I returned to Sakura Inn, I turned on my phone and saw five missed calls. When I saw the phone number, I realized it was Hikaru Kurosawa.

Kurosawa Hikaru drove a silver-white sports car to see him off. His shirt was white and clean, with a nice smell. The tall and thin old man beside him had white hair and was wearing half-worn blue cloth. However, after 8 o'clock, I could only vaguely feel him looking at me with a smile. I glanced sideways at the man behind him who was covered in bandages: his face was pale and bloodless, and he also had a long coat that was completely dyed red. Yi. Is this also your friend? I asked him. He said, yes. Kurosawa Hikaru also said: "We will meet again in the future."

Now, I look at Kurosawa Hikari and the others, and there is a sweet fragrance in the dark wind;

I watched them from every angle.

There is a dark night in their eyes.

At 9:06, when I drove out of Taolai Road, my cell phone suddenly rang again. It was Li Zhi’s;

He asked on the phone: I am in your song city, will you come back? I said, I am already on the way.

I also want to go back to Jishou as soon as possible, pour some 2 taels of white wine, and have a drink to recover from my fatigue.

After the time of Har'aobo,

Shen Nianjie also sent me a text message. She asked me: Why didn’t I give her a phone number? I said: I forgot. She said: Don’t do this.

Shen Nianjie is a girl who often wears a light orange T-shirt, is covered with fair skin, and smiles a little silly. However, for me, because Li Zhi likes her, this girl will never be his girlfriend. But this girl Ever since she said she liked me, she would call me every day to ask for help. At first I thought she was just joking and didn't take it to heart. Unexpectedly, starting two years ago, she really came to me every day to play with her.

In the past few months, Shen Nianjie came to my house to take a bath every day. The water inside fell in large swaths to the ground with a broken and tragic sound. The whole house was filled with the warm fragrance of shampoo wrapped in hot air. I said: You are on your own Can't do it at home? But she said she just wanted me to see her figure.

Shen Nianjie made a face at me, with a light blue towel wrapped around her head. She picked up my toothpaste and squeezed it onto her toothbrush. Then she stood beside me and brushed her teeth together. I asked her: Do you know that Li Zhi likes you? ? Shen Nianjie said to me: "I have seen Li Zhi and I was afraid that it would be desolate for him to be hospitalized alone, but when did he let himself be alone?" "Xiao Ye. I only like you!!"


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