It was already late, and the street lamps on the side of the street were dragging long shadows. In the sky, there are only a few stars and a bright moon.

George glanced at his watch, started the car, and said, "It's twelve o'clock in the morning, I'll take you back to the hotel first." ”

"Are you heading back to Abu Dhabi tonight?" I looked out the window at the dark night and suggested, "It's getting late, so why don't you find a place to stay in Dubai and rest for the night, and then go back tomorrow." ”

George shook his head resolutely: "No, I have to rush back tonight, and I have made an appointment to shoot tomorrow morning." ”

I felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect the wedding to drag on so long that you would stay with me until late at night." ”

He smiled: "Don't be so polite. I've been in the UAE for a long time, and I haven't had the opportunity to attend a local wedding, which makes up for a regret. He winked at me and added in a lively tone, "Moreover, tomorrow's guest is a beauty, of course, we can't delay." ”

I burst out laughing, and my guilt eased a little. The space was quiet again, and cars drove on wide, deserted avenues. In order to force myself not to remember Fangcai's wedding, I struggled to find a topic in my mind.

"As a photographer, you can meet a lot of beautiful 'women', right?" I asked, following what he had just said.

He replied unequivocally: "Of course, otherwise how can I have the prerequisites for soaking in the 'girl' child of all countries." He said with a big grin, "Every 'woman' who has 'befriended' with me likes me to take pictures of them, and only after having physical 'communication' can I discover the beauty of their souls." He paused, his expression retracted for a moment, and his voice dropped by half a tone, "Except for that Arab 'girl', who did not allow me to take pictures." ”

My eyes narrowed slightly, and I laughed in my voice: "Your 'sexual' personality and your appearance don't match at all, I look very honest in your appearance, but I am not honest at all." ”

"It used to be like this, but now I'm as honest on the inside as I am on the surface. He was not ashamed to say this, but he was very serious, "I also mentioned to you that day, in exchange for this, only talking about 'sex' and not about love, sooner or later my heart will be empty and I will feel tired." ”

"Who is so powerful that you have changed your mind?" I asked tentatively, "the Arab 'girl' who doesn't allow you to take pictures?"

George pondered for a few seconds and replied, "It's her, it's not her." This is a process of quantitative change causing qualitative change, but it just happened to come to her, accumulated to a limit, and comprehended. ”

I thought about it, thinking of Lian Pian's emotional outlook, and I couldn't help but be a little worried about her.

"So, would you say 'I love you' to them?" I asked.

"I won't, and neither will they. ”

"Just a 'bed' companion?" I frowned at him, trying to gauge Edward's thoughts on Lian Pian.

He glanced at my solemn look, and said helplessly: "Don't look at me like this, is there anything wrong with this? Everyone is just looking for a little solace in emptiness, and there is nothing to be ashamed of. Even that Arab 'girl' would never ask me to be responsible for anything. In the end, she just pursued a little physical intimacy pleasure, and she didn't even break through the bottom line. This is the right of every normal person, is there anything wrong with it?"

I was stunned, and it took me a long time to react, and I felt that what he said was also very reasonable.

George paused for a while, calmed down, stared at the road ahead, and sighed: "Speaking of that Arab 'girl', in fact, she is also 'very' bitter. is wrapped in a heavy black robe on weekdays, but he has a heart for beauty. Although she enjoys physical pleasure, she also has great respect for her family and her faith. In the midst of the dilemma, we have a relationship. His expression was a little stunned, and with warmth, "I will silently bless her, and I hope she can marry a good family." She was a very good girl, gentle and virtuous, and I hope she will not be punished for being out of line*. ”

I was speechless, I didn't expect that a casual sentence I asked would cause him to sigh again and again. Perhaps, it was because we happened to attend the Emirati wedding tonight that George's feelings were particularly strong.

After waiting for a while, I cleared my mind and muttered in a low voice: "Actually, I don't think it's wrong, I'm just worried about my friend Lian Pian, she is not the kind of person who doesn't give emotions at all, I'm afraid of Edward's ......" Halfway through the words, I choked because I didn't know what to be afraid of.

"I don't know what the situation of the two of them is, but they are 'very' happy together, and you can't persuade them. Maybe one day, they will feel tired like me, and they will naturally change. ”

I was stunned, leaned back in my chair, closed my eyes and fell into a reverie. I couldn't extricate myself from the deep quagmire, and Lian Pian jumped quickly from one shallow pool to another, and who could judge who was more stupid?

The winter holidays at school are very short, and the UAE will not extend the holidays for the Chinese 'Spring' Festival. We finished the final exam at the end of December, with less than two weeks of rest, and we faced the start of school. The long way back home, coupled with the assignment of some tasks by the mentor, the vast majority of us did not return home.

Two weeks is enough time for me to forget about Mussa, and when school starts, we will meet again. At that time, he has become someone else's husband, can I still feel comfortable nodding with him?

These two weeks have been very monotonous. Wake up early every day, go to the lab to do work for Professor Emmerdin, continue to work in the afternoon or go to the library, and hang out with friends in the evening.

Musa, on the other hand, never contacted me again, as if he had completely disappeared. Of course, I won't reach out to him. We are not desperate people for love, and we all have our own realities that we need to face.

However, as the days passed, my heart did not return to peace, but on the contrary, an uncontrollable longing kept growing, so that I even quietly hoped that Heaven would create a chance encounter between me and him.

Sometimes, when I come back from a walk outside, I deliberately slow down when approaching my room. The elevator opened, and I turned the hallway, poking my head out slightly, vaguely expecting to see Mussa. He may be waiting in front of my room, wandering, determined, joyful, or 'gloomy', and I know that I will reject him intellectually again, even if I think in my heart he is going mad.

However, Mousa did not appear, not once. It's the most reasonable option, and it's good for both of us. But I still can't help but want to see him, just look at it, and that's it. Sadly, never, he really took the hell out of my life and completely withdrew from my life, and my hopes were disappointed again and again.

I started to keep a diary and put my feelings in words. Paper and pen are always closer than computer screens, and I feel a sense of calm and calm when I listen to the sound of the tip of the pen rubbing against the paper. Build an attic of memory with words, and every impulse to write is so loud and loud. I write about my encounter with Moses, my acquaintance, but I don't know if we ever stayed together and loved each other. I recorded and expressed it as a way to ease the gushing thoughts about him.

I don't think I'm writing a diary, I'm planting a bush of 'spring' grass with the tip of my pen.

Away from hatred is just like 'spring' grass, go farther and live.

Until one evening, Lian Pian and I went shopping in Dubai, and before we entered, we happened to catch the musical fountain. This is the largest musical fountain in the world, and the background music played now happens to be China's "Liang Zhu". The water snake dances to the rhythm of the dance, soft and charming, and the dazzling lighting effects are extremely moving. In a hazy way, I seemed to be on the banks of the Cao'e River and at the foot of Longshan Mountain, witnessing two colorful butterflies fluttering and gradually dissolving into the colorful and free sky.

There is no shortage of beautiful and poignant love stories in this world, and we are just filling in our own stories in the boxes that others have written. But we can't turn into butterflies, and we have to walk alone in the ravines and valleys of reality.

Lian Pian and I walked towards Dubai Trade in the tail end of "Liang Zhu", and I heard the water 'flower' gradually fading behind us, and when I couldn't hear the sound at all, I met Moussa.

Finally, I saw him, haunted by his dreams, and he had missed him thousands of times in my heart, and I had to resort to the tip of the pen.

But I didn't expect it to be in such a scene.

He is taking his new wife to Dubai Trade Center for shopping. Like many white-robed and black-robed couples, they are separated by a polite distance, neither intimate nor distant. His wife did not cover her face, she must not be too conservative, I wonder if Moses and her get along well these days, and whether their wedding night was pleasant?

They came out of a 'women's' fashion store, and Moussa carried a large bag for her, with no expression on his face. I know that he has always been a good man with patience except when he met a suspicious love rival, and he should be lucky to be his wife.

Lian Pian followed my gaze, and for a moment did not recognize Moussa, but muttered, "What are you doing every day wearing black robes and buying so many bright and beautiful fashions?" ”

I paused, and with a sour heart, said quietly, "Perhaps, these will only be worn by her husband." ”

Lian Pian pursed her lips and turned her gaze away curiously, not noticing my strangeness.

It was too far away, and through the endless crowd, I couldn't see Mussa's figure more and more clearly. In the midst of the cacophony of voices and music, only their backs were left parallel and fading away. And I stood still for a long time.