I'm dreaming again. To be precise, I dreamed of him again

That afternoon when I was at a loss to make a choice, I could only turn to him with a large bag and a small bag. He came quickly, alone, to help me up and down, thanks to him, I was hardly busy, but I also had back pain, he was also tired, and his bangs were sweating finely. There was a sour feeling in my heart, but he coaxed me not to be tired, and gently asked me what I would do later.

"I want to go to the movies," I said, "are you free?"

He shook his head: "I have a job at night, I'll buy you a ticket for what you want to see, and if I finish early, I'll pick you up, okay." ”

I nodded stunned, in fact, we all know that it is difficult for him to end early. He's an entertainer, younger than me, but sensitive and mature. He works hard, and his non-mainstream music style and not outstanding appearance conditions have allowed him to maintain a small reputation, and in this circle, it is difficult to make progress. And I, just an ordinary college student, have also become the object of his efforts to protect. I felt scared and always sour.

In the end, I could only invite him to eat a small hot pot, such an ordinary thing, he was a radiant person on the stage, in a misty hot pot restaurant, hidden among the college students who were talking and laughing, and he looked so pyrotechnic. But in the end, he was different from ordinary people, because he wanted to lose weight, he quickly put down his chopsticks and watched me eat with a smile.

"Anan, if you're in a hurry, you can go first. "I'm embarrassed to say. I knew in my heart how busy he was.

He really pursed the corners of his mouth a little weakly, as if he was a little unhappy, and then said, "Then I'll go, you are obedient." ”

I nodded and he got up and walked away without looking at me again. He was a very determined man and never looked back. Maybe he is also determined, and if he goes forward, he will also meet me.

We met online, in fact, we haven't even exchanged real names, but his face is his best business card, and I'm just one of the millions of ordinary female college students.

I went to the movie by myself, and he was doing a little show at the same time, and I never went to see him live, although he always said that if I wanted to come, he would ask the agent to keep a ticket for me, but I didn't want to. In the dark, I was a little scared to see him shining. Brighter illumination of my ordinary.

After the movie, I was passing the time around the small theater where he was performing, and his agent, Li Mo, was a shrewd and capable lady and a kind sister. She smiled at me, "Little Liu, come to see Zhenan, what are you doing here, follow me." "So I was pulled into the elevator, in fact, I was not called Xiaoliu, but Zhenan called me from my screen name, and I didn't refute it.

It's a pity that we didn't catch up, and when we arrived, the performance was over, and the audience came out in twos and threes, discussing the performance just now, and there were also die-hard fans in southern Zhejiang, whispering to marvel at his charm.

Just as I sighed and said that there were so many rivals, Sister Li Mo stuffed the Starbucks in her hand into my hand, adjusted the friendly relaxation on her face into a professional smile, and walked towards the two people in front of me.

is a well-known former anchor Pan Yuechuan and his friends, Pan Yuechuan is now a very popular comedy star. At this moment, he did not have the trademark smile and accent, but showed a bit of inviolability.

Li Mo and Pan Yuechuan shook hands, and actually stood together to discuss the musicality of Zhejiang's works, Pan Yuechuan said very professionally, not at all like a funny artist who is usually famous for being stupid and out of place, and repeatedly said that he admired Zhejiang. Li Mo pursed his lips and smiled very happily, and said again and again: "Southern Zhejiang is still young, and I need to mention more from Brother Pan." The three of them had a great conversation, and I carried the Starbucks, which was getting colder, like an assistant with me.

Zhenan came soon, still wearing the costumes of the performance and wearing exaggerated stage makeup, which was a little more charming than the clear and natural teenager in the afternoon. He glanced at me, raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, then turned around and joined the topic of Li Mo and Pan Yuechuan. I looked at the serious side face of him when he talked about music, it was really charming, and he deserved the best. Instead of me who can only talk about the arrangement with a blank face.

The coffee gradually cooled to the body temperature, and Pan Yuechuan finally patted Zhenan on the shoulder and left with his friends. Zhenan let out a sigh of relief, and while holding my hand, he smiled and said to Li Mo: "It's great that my brother can recognize me." ”

I poked his waist dissatisfied, his performance suit today is a see-through loose shirt, and the waist is unobstructed, which is really, beautiful and delicious. The fans below must have their eyes falling out, and I can't help but pantothenic acid.

He seemed indifferent, still carefully talking to Li Mo about the next itinerary and expressing his feelings on today's stage.

He's very thoughtful, but he's also really not a nuisance. Li Mo sometimes sighed with me, but this time it seemed that her thoughts had not changed, and she quickly ended the discussion. I nodded and left, Li Mo is not only an artist in southern Zhejiang. She has a lot of things to attend to every day.

There were only the two of us left, and Anan quickly relaxed, nestled on my shoulder, and said, "Liuliu, I'm so tired, but I did well today." I pinched his lean waist and sighed, "My boyfriend has been looked at by other women again." He smiled, "Only the upper body, only 0.5 lights, and only perspective, count you 0.25 lights." Only then did he appear to be smaller than me, and then pulled me towards the dressing room, "You accompany me to remove my makeup." ”

He sat in front of the mirror, the makeup mirror clearly reflecting the faces of both of us. He was so delicate, and I was plain-faced, and my appearance could barely be considered gentle, but the demure had nothing to do with my character. I felt more and more small. He seemed afraid that I would mind and nervously added, "This is my job, you know I love music." I patted the back of his hand soothingly, and he stretched the corners of his mouth and let the makeup teacher remove his makeup.

I saw him smiling secretly in the mirror, and I was about to look at it greedily a few more times, and I woke up.

Six years have passed since the rest of the story, and I still remember it vividly. I lied to him for the first time, and a lot of affectionate promises, and then I left him. In the end, he still didn't know my name, and would only call me six six six.

Even the only WeChat in the back is silent. He deleted a few moments of friends and never said a word. On Weibo, he is still the appearance of a Lotte teenager, updating his daily life with cats and dogs from time to time. The lyrics always write about loneliness.

I registered a small account and have been following him, and I miss him every day and night, but I still don't dare to reply to the last sentence on WeChat, "I forgive you", because I am not worthy.

I've been struggling for six years.

In the first year, I was in pain all year, the second year I forced myself to make changes, and on his third birthday, I finally sent him a private message on my nameless trumpet: Wait until I can tell you my name. Sixth year, now in my sixth year, I am 26 years old, and there are so many differences from the first time I met. But I never stopped running towards him.

After putting on proper and capable makeup, I dialed the phone number of my boss: "Boss, I'm Jiang Ji." ”