We are all quilts
We have not forgotten the past, not because of the people we miss, but because we miss our past selves.
We went around the corner and into the studio.
My emotions could not be calmed because of Fang Wei's sudden arrival, since she went to settle in the United States, the distance between me and her has become more and more distant, after the washing of time, I thought that the things that should be put down have already been put down.
It wasn't until she reappeared in front of me after a year that I realized that I had been living a life of self-deception for the past year, I kept disguising myself, and even my friends around me thought that I had already turned Fang Wei into the past.
Fang Wei is still like this, she sees people's psychology very thoroughly, and all my disguises have been uncovered by her
"Lao Liang, in love, pay attention to preemptive strikes, and then strike others! I know your situation, you don't have to be so pessimistic. Zheng Wei is a bystander with a good mentality, and in all kinds of bad things in terms of feelings, he can always lick his face and say: I am from the past. It's his capital
The studio has an unprecedented business, and a girl named Weiwei asked us to help her edit a clip of "Hard to Escape", and asked to meet offline to deliver the finished product, although we were puzzled, but because the studio had not opened for too long, we couldn't take care of it.
In the evening, she asked me to meet by the Qinghu Lake, and I already knew very well in my heart that this Weiwei was Fang Wei.
Or Zheng Wei knows better than me, there is no second person who can find our studio except Fang Wei.
"I'm done with my cigarettes. Without the silence I imagined, she would never waste time talking meaninglessly.
I was impressed by the change in her.
The early autumn wind is still cool.
I subconsciously looked at her, then turned my head in panic and looked at the lake again.
"Well, it's done. ”
She took out a box of Zhongnanhai from her bag, skillfully pulled out one, lit it and handed it to me.
The surface of the lake is lit up by the street lamps behind it, pedestrians walk past the lake, and birds rush across the lake.
Loneliness is not in the mountains, not in empty rooms, not in the night when no one is around, but in the noisy streets.
I reached for my cigarette and habitually flicked the ashes.
The more stressful people are, the more they tend to do the things they do most often to relieve tension. I shook the cigarette in my hand until the cigarette butt broke off and fell to the ground.
I reluctantly threw away my cigarette
"You're looking for me?" I re-lit a cigarette, I don't know when Fang Wei learned to smoke, she also skillfully lit one for herself.
"All of us have changed, but you haven't changed, and you are not pure when it comes to ideals. Talking about reality is not thorough"There is no imaginary cough, everything seems so natural.
"You're always like this! You have to stab me with a knife in your words."
"I didn't come to you to renew my old love, I just wanted you to have a better life"
I didn't answer her words
Sometimes silence is not that there is nothing to say, but that there are so many things you want to say that you don't know where to start, and it's hard to say anything.
A year has passed like a white horse, and what I have wasted is not time, but my dispensable self-esteem
"I've been keeping an eye on your studio, it's not going very well, let me help you, okay?"
I know what Fang Wei thinks in her heart, I know her too well, in her eyes I am synonymous with loneliness, and she always has a proud posture to pity me.
"It's really hard for you to spend that much effort, I understand it, use your resources where they should be. ”
Loneliness is a lonely thing, I'm not lonely, and I'm not lonely.
"The studio is also very good, we will have an improvement, thanks. I got up and slapped the leaves off my pants, extinguished the cigarette in my hand, and turned to walk to the side of the road.
"I really want to help you, but why can't you let go!"
"If you have pity on me, don't talk about helping me!
I resisted the uneasiness and anger that trembled in my heart
"If you want to sleep with me, I'm still satisfied."
My face was swollen again
"Bastard!" Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she no longer had a calm and arrogant attitude.
Looking at her lonely and departing back, I lit a cigarette and covered my swollen face with her fan. The heart is full of the pleasure of revenge.
I can't deny that I'm an impulsive person, but every impulse is accompanied by endless loneliness...
It doesn't matter if spring passes, I can wait for winter, if you don't come, then my life will always be winter.
There is no spring for those who have a cheap mouth
At night, he and Zheng Wei drank until they broke the pieces, and when they woke up, they found themselves at Lisa's house, and she was still boiling porridge. Next to the bed was my phone and wet clothes.
I can guess with my ass that Zheng Wei brought a strange girl home last night, which is why I was at Lisa's house. It's not once or twice like this
"It's hard for Mr. Cai to cook, it's quite fragrant, hehe. "When I think of eating Lisa's porridge for the first time, I can't help but want to laugh.
Ask anyone who makes porridge with five kinds of rice, and Lisa will.
"Stupid Lack"
"Don't come to this kind of swearing!"
She served me a bowl of porridge, and it was a little hot. I feel that people have changed so much. Since Lisa started learning to cook half a year ago, Zheng Wei and I raised a porcelain bowl of 300 oceans for her.
When we didn't have money to eat, Lisa became our mom. This bowl has also become our food utensils, and we are thick-skinned, knowing that Lisa has no one worthy of her to cook for besides us.
So I never cried from hunger after that.
After leaving Ayu, our diet was all lisa. Zheng Wei and I scratched our heads and couldn't understand why the RMB didn't fall towards us, but these girls were richer than the other.
Ayu said that money is dirty.
We want to be so dirty too!
After drinking the porridge, hand the bowl to Lisa. My face began to ache again. I secretly regretted in my heart, it was still difficult to stay calm in the face of Fang Wei.
I chirped and said I wanted another bowl of porridge, and was carried out of the door by Lisa along with my clothes
"Isn't it just a bowl of porridge, can't you pay it back when you make money!"
Lisa is like a quail. is too good to people and is afraid of crossing the line, but he can't help but feel sympathy for people.
When I walked out of the community, it started to rain again, my head became more and more sober, and the person became more and more hypocritical......
On the train of youth, we pass through beautiful landscapes, perhaps dirty mud. In the face of the unknown, we cherish while abandoning.
We find happiness and enjoy every day with the circumstances
If I could, I would think that my life would be like a quilt.
It's either lying down or basking in the sun.