124. Chapter 124 'If Love Has God's Will' (seeking a monthly ticket
124. Chapter 124 "If Love Has God's Will" (please vote for me, please vote for recommendations)
Author: Lao Tuo
Chapter 124 "If Love Is God's Will" (Please vote for me, please vote for recommendations)
The most beautiful encounter in the world is the encounter between wind and wind chimes.
The old tree next to the white parasol has been standing here for I don't know how many years. The mottled bark and fresh branches seem to have their own words, making their own sweet sounds through the wind chimes.
Under the night light, Xu Hongdou was slowly pulled up by Zhang Wentao. As he could clearly feel each other's breathing, ripples appeared in his heart.
Feeling the trembling of Zhang Wentao's fingers on her fingertips, she was caught off guard. The moment she saw the other person getting closer and closer to her, her heart also trembled with the sound of wind chimes.
Zhang Wentao stared at Xu Hongdou, his heart throbbing, making him suddenly hesitate.
Yes, he hesitated.
"What are you thinking about?" Xu Hongdou asked softly.
She saw the hesitation in Zhang Wentao's eyes, and she lost those romantic expectations, and she was not disappointed in her heart. Instead, she gently squeezed the other person's hand, hoping to give him some encouragement in this way.
She experienced the pain of losing a loved one three years ago.
The death of her grandma once made her feel like she was separated from the rest of the world. It was her closest best friend who spent long dark nights with her.
Then came the death of a friend...
She didn't know how she spent that time. Presumably, after witnessing the death of his parents and being alone abroad, he had trouble falling asleep at night because he hadn't let go yet.
She couldn't fully understand this kind of pain, just like she couldn't understand what Damai said to her: When your parents were alive, there was a cushion between you and death; when your parents left, you sat directly on death.
.
But that kind of nostalgia for my family should be like myself, who often thinks of Nanxing in my dreams.
"I think we should go back to the house and rest." Zhang Wentao swallowed his throat and tried his best to act normal.
Xu Hongdou nodded and said, "But you still hold my hand."
"Ah?" Zhang Wentao glanced at it subconsciously, and hurriedly let go, showing a embarrassed expression. He wanted to explain but didn't know how to say it.
"Do you...have time?"
"Huh?" Zhang Wentao looked at her puzzled.
Xu Hongdou raised her head and stared at the man in front of her affectionately, recalling in her mind the time when she was in the hospital, crying helplessly at the entrance of the hospital because of Chen Nanxing's condition.
It was him, wearing a beige windbreaker, walking past her, then stopped, turned around and took out half a pack of tissues from his pocket. Then he said to himself: "My teacher once told me that time will smooth everything out."
, I hope you can cheer up."
Thinking of this scene, Xu Hongdou's eyes suddenly turned red, and she said softly to Zhang Wentao: "Actually, I can understand you, really. I also understand how you pretend to be strong."
As he spoke, Xu Hongdou took Zhang Wentao's hand, pulled him to the door of his room with a slight cry, and said: "I want to introduce you to a friend, a friend who is very, very important to me."
"Is it her? So you know, right?" Although Zhang Wentao was a little surprised by what happened in front of him.
But his intuition still gave him the answer.
Last night, when the other party said that she was "gathering up the courage to start again," he was wondering if something had happened to her friend.
At this moment, Xu Hongdou's performance illustrates this point.
She is strong, kind, and considerate, but not good at pretending to be herself. She waits deliberately, has tired eyes, and has red eyes at the breakfast stall in the morning.
In fact, her abnormality had been explained a long time ago, but Zhang Wentao didn't have time to appreciate it carefully.
But tonight, with the other party's unconcealed concern and the confirmation that he was betrayed by Hu Youyu and met with Zhang Mingyu, Zhang Wentao already suspected that the other party knew what happened to him.
It's just that my pretentious self-esteem still has a hint of luck, and I don't want to face it.
Xu Hongdou, who was just about to push the door, stopped when she heard the voice in her ear. The moment she looked back, she was held in Zhang Wentao's arms. This sudden action gave her no time to react, and she was tightly held by him.
Hug her tightly in her arms.
The other person smelled her hair, as if greedily trying to remember this moment.
And she clung to the other person's chest, feeling his beating heart, and started crying after hearing "So, you came to Yunnan because of her, right?"
Tears welled up from his eyes, slid down his cheeks, and wet the white shirt.
for a long time,
Zhang Wentao felt the crying in his arms gradually subside, and then he had the courage to stroke the other person's long hair that was blowing in the wind, and soothe the other person's back.
"I'm sorry, I should have thought of it from the beginning." Zhang Wentao's voice was very deep.
He regretted that when he was in the hospital, he still acted like it had nothing to do with him, casually handed his tissue to the other person, said a nice word lightly, and turned around to leave.
I was also upset that after meeting again, I didn't notice any changes in the other person. Instead, I often lost my temper with her because of my own affairs.
However, if everything could happen again...
Maybe right now, this is the best result.
Is everything really God's will?
The half pack of tissues that I gave to the other party was what was left after visiting my parents...
"Are they looking at me from the sky?" Zhang Wentao murmured.
When Xu Hongdou heard these words in Zhang Wentao's arms, she was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Actually, they have been watching you in the sky, just like the southern star is also watching me."
"South Star?"
"Well, her name is Chen Nanxing. There is a particularly bright South Pole star directly in the south, so she was named Nanxing."
Zhang Wentao nodded.
That star is indeed called Antarctica, but its full name should be Canopus Antarctica, which means longevity star.
Come to think of it, her parents' biggest hope is that the fight will be safe.
Thinking about it, Zhang Wentao hugged Xu Hongdou tightly again. He was afraid that if he told her the meaning of the star, she would be even more sad...
After a long time, Xu Hongdou raised her head, feeling a little guilty and a little moved. She looked at the man in front of her and saw that his eyes were wet, and asked softly: "When did you guess it?"
"yesterday."
Zhang Wentao thought for a while, it should be considered yesterday.
"Yesterday?" Xu Hongdou frowned slightly: "I went to Damai's room last night, did you see it?"
Zhang Wentao: "……."
The wind blew by, but Zhang Wentao, who knew the answer, looked at it very indifferently, and did not blame Damai in his heart, unlike when he found out that Hu Youyu had betrayed him, he couldn't help but want to complain about him.
At this moment, he just wanted to hold the person in his arms tightly. He wanted to hear her talk softly, and he wanted to talk to her softly.
"I want to show you something, is that okay?" Xu Hongdou's voice broke the silence between the two of them.
Zhang Wentao nodded and gently let go of the other party, but held the other party's hand tightly...
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Xu Hongdou sniffed, then wiped his cheek with the back of his hand, trying his best to give the other person a smile.
"If we get lost, let's meet on the moon, okay?"
"childish."
"……."
Zhang Wentao was stunned for a moment and wanted to complain: Forget it, this woman who only knows how to sleep does not understand what literature is...
But the other party said: "If you lose me, I will be here."
Half a pack of paper towels was used for bedding.
I remember writing that the paper towels Zhang Wentao took out were leftovers from when he visited his parents' graves, and he wrote them very casually. Because every time he went up the mountain to sweep the tombs, he would bring paper towels to wipe the tombstones, and there would always be a few chapters left, so
I just wrote it down when I was writing it. Later, someone said that it was not so appropriate for the occasion. Then I thought that maybe it was a foreshadowing.
I have been writing this chapter for a long time, and I have deleted and rewritten it many times. Then I thought of the song I wanted to write, "If Love Is God's Will," and suddenly I remembered this pack of tissues, so I wrote this chapter.