Holding the teacup in front of him, Qiu Han took a sip and said: "I was only as old as you that year, very poor, and I have experienced a lot of things along the way, so I understand the feeling of people who need help when they are in trouble, so I don't need your return for helping you!" Qiu Han looked at Murong Xiao and didn't plan to continue, these memories are beautiful, but every time this indelible memory is mentioned, the heartache will deepen a point.

Seeing that Qiu Han was not ready to continue, Murong Xiao suddenly became a little anxious, and in his panic, a sentence came out inexplicably: "Brother Han, I heard you crying very sadly in the bathroom yesterday, I also cried, I don't know what's wrong with me? I think I can feel your heart hurting, can you tell me what happened between you? Say it, maybe you will be better?" Murong Xiao looked at Qiu Han with affirmative eyes.

Hearing this, Qiu Han felt that her mind was a little disturbed, and she didn't know how to face the young girl in front of her. He didn't refute it, and continued to talk below.

I am in the south of the Yangtze River, and she lives in the north of the Yangtze River.

A simple encounter is also destined to our indescribable happiness in this life and the pain that we can't write about in words.

At that time, I had already developed the habit of writing and drawing in the army, and my handwriting was quite good. In the following time, I would write letters to Ziyuyan every day, and the letterhead was full of endless lovesickness, I knew that I had fallen in love with this beautiful girl, it was strange to love someone, there were always endless words to say, endless interesting stories, as long as you wanted......

But she never wrote back to me.

After going on like this for about 20 days, suddenly I didn't want to write anything, I didn't want to talk about it. I called her many times, but I couldn't find her, and the shopkeeper always said that he was busy! Some are angry, some are flustered. The scary thing about a pay phone is that you may not be able to find the person who left your phone, and the boss will force her to hang up after a few times.

Missing is bitter, not the taste of unsweetened coffee.

The days were very boring, as if I was in a cage.

Four days later, in the afternoon, I didn't go to work and stayed in the hut, listening to the auspicious bird on the radio (radio program, broadcast time at 2 o'clock), listening to the lovesickness and blessings transmitted by others, I fell into silence, I should be unrequited love, I thought.

"Didi Didi"

The voice of the message broke my reverie: What's wrong with you, there has been no news from you for a few days, are you okay? Let's meet in the evening, the place is Zhongjiacun overpass, Ziyuyan.

At this moment, I couldn't help but burst into tears, and tears fell on my hands.

"Hanhan, are you at home?"

Uncle Lei---- this is the nickname that we all gave him later.

"What's wrong?"

"On the way back, I met your fellow countryman Ah Feng, and asked you not to go out in the afternoon, he will come over later. ”

"Okay, I got Uncle Lei. ”

I have always called Ah Feng a madman, and I am from the same village, a classmate in elementary school, and I was born in the same year. He has been good since he was a child, with a height of about 1.75, a short flat head on his dark face, and he always gives people a kind of energetic look.

Who did you see yesterday, Qiu Han added.

What the hell? If you don't go out, that's impossible, give you half an hour, don't blame me if you don't come."

Maybe it's God's mercy, Ah Feng came quickly. The first thing you said when you entered the door was: "What's wrong, I'm in a bad mood, who is wrong with this entanglement?"

"Send your sister, okay, I have something urgent to go out, you stay here by yourself"

"Tell me why I'm going first"

"Why?"

I turned around and walked away, snatching the door.

"Wait!"

"What's wrong again?"

"What do you think of your overalls?"

I stopped and looked at myself, right, I haven't changed my clothes yet? I changed my clothes, and when I finished it, I just washed those two sets of clothes, and I was too sleepy to rest during the day.

With a bitter face, I stood on the spot.

"I didn't have any clothes to change, so I washed them. ”

"Tell me why you're going first?"

"Dating"

"What, are you kid in love?"

"Don't talk nonsense, do you want to borrow or not?" I looked a little impatient.

In this way, I solved the problem of dating clothes, and after a few years, she would often talk about it, thinking that you were wearing someone else's clothes on your first date!

Dating is always full of expectations and fantasies, and it's still early, and there are still more than 2 hours before the agreed time. No matter what, whistling all the way, sometimes running, bouncing towards the bus stop. Looking at the bus that stopped and walked, the waiting became left and right. As soon as 537 arrived at the station, he slipped into the car and drilled into the car.

Everything is so beautiful.

Looking at the endless flow of vehicles under the overpass, and the pedestrians walking in a hurry on the flyover will give you a kind of happiness. I can't help but always look in the direction she is coming, for fear of missing it. After all, we've only been together for a few hours, will she remember me? Am I going to admit it? Young men on dates always have so many whims......

As the night approaches, the lighting of street lights, driving lights, and neon lights of advertisements are intertwined, adding endless charm to the urban night. Waiting for someone is always a long time.

A shadow, a red and white T-shirt, sea blue denim shorts, no different from the first dress, full of light face is walking towards me step by step, getting closer and closer, after a shallow smile, he looks at me quietly, no longer speaking.

I was directly petrified, and I stood stupidly, not saying anything, and finally she opened her mouth first: "What's wrong with you, are you okay?"

"Ah, that's good, that's good, what about you?" I said, a little excited.

"Okay, I just thought something was wrong with you?"

"No, no, no. ”

What an empty dialogue, after such a question-and-answer question, we stood opposite each other, we looked at each other quietly, and about two minutes later, I scratched the back of my head and said stupidly, "Why don't we go to the Internet?"

"No, it's expensive, let's chat here, how good!"

"Okay, okay, have you received all the letters I wrote to you?"

"Hmm"

"Can I collect it every day?"

"Hmm"

"Do you watch it every day?"

"Hmm"

Or is it a Q&A chat, NND, usually so cynical, so bullish? Where did you go, why is it so cowardly now? A simple encounter, but all the thoughts were taken away by the girl in front of you, this should be what people often say love at first sight, right? Well, I also believe in my love at first sight.

"Your handwriting is beautiful," she volunteered to break the silence.

"Really?"

"Well, why didn't you write it all of a sudden?"

"I ......"

"Every day at 9 o'clock in the morning, when our store opens, there will be people from the post office to deliver letters, and my colleagues are very envious!"

"yes, what did they say about you?"

"I won't tell you" she smiled reservedly, it was beautiful, and it had a little playful taste.

"Oh, do you like it?"

"There were a few days when people from the post office hadn't been there. ”

I read a hint of loss in her tone, and as I grew up, I was able to feel white because of the habit of forming, I would write every day, and the post office would deliver it every day, and suddenly it would be gone, and I would feel lost. Why did you suddenly use the Careful Measure? After that, it was really a mistake.

"Oh, I should have received it every day in the future. ”

At that time, the night sky of Jiangcheng could still see the stars in the sky, starry, flickering bright and dark. Now shrouded in smog and alternately flashing advertising lights, it seems that it can no longer be found. Tonight the hustle and bustle of the city became quiet, my world was close at hand, and we talked about a wide range of things, each other's hometown, family situation, hobbies, dreams for the future, etc. There are more and more topics, and the conversation is like an old friend for many years.

We lost track of time and talked late into the night.

"It's late, I'm going back".

"Well, I'll send you".

The two of them walked side by side in the direction of her dormitory, and I tried to write down all the representative signs on this road, for fear of missing one, I needed to know where he lived, and I didn't want to become passive like last time, and I couldn't find her. For natives, this is easy, but for young people who have just entered the city to work, too many places always look so similar and easy to get lost.

Walking side by side with the beauty of your favorite is the simplest happiness, two people's hands occasionally touch together, I want to hold it but don't dare, this feeling of both thinking and being afraid is still warm when I think about it.

"I've arrived".

"So fast"?

"Hmm"

"Then you go up!"

Without saying goodbye, I parted and watched her back blur little by little, and finally disappeared from my sight.