I am haunted by what the boss said just now, whether it is not a world, whether he refuses to allow us to approach, or whether "we" as a group are drifting away from him.

Just when I couldn't let go of it for a long time, a melodious piece of classical music made the silent silence a matter of course.

Once again, my eyes were on the side of the narrow staircase, and I still hadn't come down......

What even I don't know is when I cared so much about him. The feeling of putting a person in your heart like this is like waiting for the wine to ferment, slow but unforgettable, even though there have been no storms and waves between us.

Inadvertently, I glanced at the spine of a book on the shelf, which was printed with the author's name in beautiful block letters, Lin Dongzhe, which should be the name of the boss, and finally remembered what his name was.......

Seeing the author of the book right in front of me, I naturally wanted to ask for advice, and I pointed to the book I just saw, "Is this what you wrote?"

The boss's tone was surprisingly calm, as if he was just telling a boring story.

"Written in high school, I remember. He stood up and pulled the book out of the shelf, and the bookmark that was in it fell to the ground, and I leaned down to pick it up, and in my hurry I caught a glimpse of a dense line of small letters written on the bookmark, not paying much attention to what was written, but always a little concerned.

"Ah, it turned out to be this one. He spread the book out, "Sorry for the mistake I just remembered, this was not written in high school, it was recently released." ”

"That's amazing! I didn't even want to write a book. ”

Curious, I took the book from his hand and flipped to the inside of the cover: "It's written...... Ah, found the introduction, middle-aged love?"

Will middle-aged people also have love, in my impression, it seems that most couples at this age are living around three meals a day, firewood, rice, oil, salt and the future of their children, and their topics are always short, maybe the age has not yet reached that stage, and all the experiences are just appearances, relatively shallow.

"Can middle-aged people have love?" I can only ask the author.

Lin Dongzhe chuckled, "Maybe there is, maybe not, it should be regarded as family affection between my parents." ”

"Family? I used to read articles that also said this, in fact, I didn't understand it very well, and I thought it should be a boring relationship at the time. ”

"Oh? Why?"

"Because, in the love stage, there are only two people in their world, and after they get married, there is a group of people in their world, of course, the world of only two people is also unrealistic, after all, life still has to go on. ”

He half-leaned on the bookshelf, raised his eyebrows and asked, "I'm curious about what your parents' feelings are, can you tell me about it?"

I took a deep breath and recounted the feelings I once longed for and resented, "My parents are a little bit different in age. ”

At the time, my dad was twenty-nine years old and my mom was nineteen years old, and they were introduced, and they fell in love with each other when they first met, as described in many novels, love at first sight may be a bit exaggerated, but the word "forgetfulness" is very appropriate for their first encounter.

My dad was wearing a very fashionable denim suit at the time, and asked Grandpa Chen next door to borrow a pair of sunglasses that he had worn in California for sun protection, it is said that the brand is still very famous, and he picked it up from time to time to play with it when he was dating, hoping that my mother could know more about the goods, and for the sake of money to capture her heart, how did she not notice his proud sunglasses in the end, but said slowly, "If I want to have a child, I want to wait another two years, I am still too young." ”

Lin Dongzhe laughed, "It's a very enviable relationship." And then?"

"Later, later, I think about it...... Later, like ordinary couples, they would quarrel, quarrel, and occasionally show affection. My mom doesn't wear makeup, she doesn't like to dress up, and in the winter it's always the coats my dad bought for her, and in the summer it's the same floral dress. Later, there was my brother, and then there was me. ”

I was silent and didn't want to go any further. This kind of experience may be thought that most people would be good to express it to others a few more times, or it may be true, but after confiding in it, the torn scar hidden in the dark can only be seen by themselves, and the emotion that has nowhere to put it will be in vain in the end.

He didn't follow what I just said, but lowered his head and picked up the notebook, looking like he was struggling to write, I leaned over, and the pen of the black signature pen fell, "I want to have a baby I want to wait another two years, I'm too young." ”

"Why are you writing this?"

He tilted his head, closed the lid of his pen, and replied to me unequivocally: "This is the most beautiful confession I have ever heard of from a woman to a man." The person who can say such a thing when I meet for the first time must be a very gentle person, although I have never met your mother. ”

"Hmm. I nodded in acquiescence. I didn't expect to be able to talk to him about myself so much......

There was a sound of the door opening from upstairs, and I looked up in surprise, "Did Zhao Yilun come out?"

At the same time, a ripple of what is called joy rippled in my heart, and although it was not very eye-catching, it was enough for me to remember this moment.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds...... It was as torturous as the hardest days, and after staring at the person who longed to appear for a long time, the ripples in my heart dissipated and could not be traced.

An invisible force dragged me into the mire of "him" and "our" world.

"Smack-" he closed the book and slipped it into my hand, "Not many people can get my autograph, not to mention the fact that the book was negotiated with the publisher at the time, and the number of publications was limited. ”

I held the book in my arms like a treasure, and said, "Hey, why, shouldn't they all be sold?"

"Because, not everyone deserves something of value. ”

What is valuable, what is really valuable......

He ended the conversation and talked about what I wanted to hear the most, and what I felt irritated about because I couldn't figure it out.

He said, "You can see that you should like that kid very much." ”

"I can't say I like it very much, because I'm vague about these concepts myself. "It's weird, I thought it would be awkward to talk to other people about our relationship, but I didn't expect to be able to speak so naturally and calmly to him.

We sat back on the couch in the atrium, and he talked about Zhao Yilun's past.

"He once liked a girl, he should be about the same age as him, I remember yes, or a year older than him, this kid has been clingy since he was a child, and he doesn't think it's unusual to like people who are a year or two older than him. He gave me an inquiring look, "At your age, you still have some of a mind to tell the story of him and another woman in front of you, right?"

What is our age ...

"Why are you telling me this?" I admitted, I wasn't very happy to hear it, maybe he was right, we were ......

"Let's put it this way, if you've ever accepted him from the bottom of your heart, it means that you have to accept not only him, but everything about him, including his past. He looked at me meaningfully, "Unless, you haven't accepted him yet." ”

He was right, every word, although there was a hint of a tough tone in his words. But I also have reflections, do I really accept everything about Zhao Yilun, or is there still a clear and insurmountable boundary between me and him?

If anything, I seem, don't have the courage to break it yet.

"Actually, while we are afraid of him leaving, he is the one who fears the most, he is afraid that he is the only one left in his own world. So it can also explain why this kid loves to drill the horns so much, and he can quarrel in the dark for a little thing, and under the surface of pretending not to care is a glass heart that can be broken by rubbing it twice. ”

No wonder, Zhao Yilun......

He also talked about what happened to Zhao Yilun when he was a child, he was very interesting, and he named that incident "Yo-Yo Incident".

Lin Dongzhe began to talk about the "yo-yo incident" in the most soothing rhythm.

"As you can tell from the name, it's related to yo-yo. That was a year after we met, when he had just been discharged from the hospital, I helped him make up for English and American customs and culture, that kid was going to the United States for treatment in another year, he had to stay for a while, some necessary things had to be learned, and the three months of tutoring for him were like a piece of kraft candy, where I went, and then later, the son of a nanny at home moved in, and I just wanted to learn a little spoken English, I thought that the child was very cute, so I put him and Zhao Yilun together to teach," he paused, and continued.

"And then the funniest thing happened, I gave the nanny son a yo-yo, and guess what?"

"Isn't it....." I could finish before he could continue, do you have to guess.......

"He thought I had someone else, and he was awkward like an affair, and he introduced the housekeeper's daughter to the little boy, and they couldn't play together, so he found another girl...... Later I asked him why he did it, and guess what he said?"

I don't guess.....

And sure enough, he continued," he said, "and he said he was afraid that I wouldn't want him. ”

My heart chuckled, and then something seemed to shatter.