Gu Bei was sick, and the people from the editorial department of "Solo Singer" came. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Guo Qingqing was holding a carnation, and Li Xiaojing was carrying a thermos flask, and rushed to the ward.

"Yo, what's delicious?" Gu Bei stared at Li Xiaojing's thermos, with a smile on his face, except for being a little weak and pale, he couldn't see anything strange, just an ordinary fever, the people in the 168 dormitory knew some insiders, but they didn't dare to ask, and stood in the corridor outside the door smoking.

"Angelica black chicken soup. Li Xiaojing opened the thermos flask and handed it to Gu Bei.

Li Yusheng couldn't hold back and said, "Qingqing heard that you were sick and asked her mother to bring it from home." ”

Gu Bei turned his head and happened to see Guo Qingqing secretly pulling Li Yusheng's sleeve, and said with a smile: "Qingqing, thank you." ”

Guo Qingqing said generously: "I'm trying to please you, editor-in-chief, eat more, get better quickly, remember to give me a salary increase!"

Gu Bei nodded and said yes, took the rich chicken soup and drank it, he asked about the situation of "Solo Singer" by the way, the second issue of "Solo Singer" was published on New Year's Day, and there were still a few days.

Li Xiaojing asked Gu Bei not to worry, saying that 200,000 copies of the magazine had been printed, and the distribution side was in charge of the Xize Publishing House, and our magazine didn't have much to do, and everyone was basically reviewing and preparing for the exam.

Gu Bei put his mind at ease, now "Solo Singer" is able to operate normally under the leadership of Li Xiaojing even without him, which is a good thing, the Bayi Road Cultural Column project is now unresolved, and Xia Nuo has a situation again, he doesn't have much energy to manage "Solo Singer".

Lin Guodong, deputy secretary of the party committee of the school, also came, and specially brought fruit to ask Gu Bei to take care of his body, saying that "Solo Singer" will be published soon, and you can't fall down.

Gu Bei smiled and said thanks to Secretary Lin's concern, let Jin Shengze send Lin Guodong out, he had already torn his face with Lin Guodong, and felt that Lin Guodong's arrival was full of ridicule, Lin Guodong had already won the project in the cultural column, and this winner showed off his might to him before he won the victory.

In the afternoon, many people came one after another, counselor Wang Lei, student union president Zhang Hanyi, and even Zhang Qiguang, deputy director of the Propaganda Department of the Qingchuan Municipal Party Committee, specially called him and asked him to take care of his health, and thanked him for helping Zhang Ruoran successfully advance in the National Campus Singer Competition.

In the evening, Song Junxian and Jin Shengze went back to the dormitory to rest, and Ma Rulong stayed to accompany Gu Bei for the night.

Ma Rulong ran outside and bought a few bottles of Erguotou and some cooked plastic bags, stuffed them into his clothes, escaped the inspection of the night nurse and returned to the ward, and drank with Gu Bei late at night.

After sweeping away the cooked food and liquor, the two lay on their respective beds, and Ma Rulong said casually when he took off his clothes: "That Nuno is important to you, so important that you lie on the snow at minus a few degrees like a stupid hat for a night?"

Gu Bei didn't answer, but asked, "Master Ma, do you say that a man can fall in love with two women at the same time?"

"I don't think it's possible. When he said this, Ma Rulong was like an old bird who had been in love many times.

"Why?" asked Gu Bei.

Ma Rulong said: "I think you confuse love with liking, there is a difference between liking and love in essence, a man can like many women but only love one woman." The premise of liking a few women is desire, which is the heart of flowers; love is different, love is the spark of soul and soul collision, there is only one soul, and the corresponding can only be one. Milan Kundera said in "The Unbearable Weight of Life": Love is not manifested through the desire of ****, but through the desire to sleep with her. I think that's the reason. ”

Gu Bei asked, "Then do you like Li Xiaojing, or do you love Li Xiaojing?"

Ma Rulong said: "So far, my desire to her is not strong. ”

Gu Bei smiled: "I wish you happiness." ”

"Gu Bei, many times we will be blinded by likes, mistaken for love, and then get lost in it and can't extricate ourselves, the only thing that can give you the answer at this time is time. Before Ma Rulong turned off the light, he glanced at Gu Bei deeply, his eyes were not as pompous and obscene as usual, and he looked very serious: "Go to sleep, you can't fall down, believe me, time will teach you how to do it." ”

The lights went out, and the ward fell silent.

The darkness hit, and the sound of the wind and snow raging outside the window was particularly penetrating.

Gu Bei was lying on the bed, unable to sleep, his eyes closed and his mind was full of Nuo.

Gu Bei didn't know if this was his dead knot or the self-pity of a sling with no future, Ma Rulong said that time can give the answer, but the most difficult thing for people to conquer is time.

Since his rebirth, no matter what he faces, he can face it calmly, and in the matter of Xia Nuo, he has also been admonishing himself to be restrained and calm, but what is the use? It is true that he is in his thirties in his heart, but he is also a flesh-and-blood person, he can not care about many things, and he can not take many people to heart, but only Nuonuo, no!

Maybe Ma Rulong is right, love is the fit of soul and soul, the forbidden area of reason, and something that common sense cannot measure, so no matter how restrained Gu Bei is, his thirst for Xia Nuo will come out late at night, and every detail when he is with Xia Nuo emerges like a picture of the river during the Qingming Festival, thinking of her white and almost transparent face, with a different look when she speaks, and the clear and neat temperament on her body.

This is the deepest part of the relationship, there is no escaping and cannot be let go.

When he was in high school, Gu Bei admired Cao Xueqin's "Dream of Red Mansions", at that time he was too young and had no patience.

It wasn't until later, after Gu Bei and Xia Nuo separated, that they carefully read this novel, and they deeply realized the subtlety of the emotions between Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu, the kind of joy, anger and sorrow, speculation and hesitation, how similar to his state of mind in his youth. I was in it at the time, but it was difficult to see clearly, but now that time has passed, I can only remember it vividly.

Gu Bei got up from the bed, found a piece of paper, sat under the window and looked at the snowy night outside and thought for a long time, picked up the pen and began to write, the writing was very smooth, and the things that had been suppressed in the depths of his heart poured out over the years, and that feeling was like a frustrated person who was drunk and poured out his heart and lungs.

After writing, Gu Bei went to bed.

The high fever came and went quickly, and the next day Gu Bei felt that he was fine.

Gu Bei left the ward and walked through the corridor, there was the smell of soda in the air, the walls and nurse uniforms were snow-white, the feeling of cleanliness and freshness was refreshing, and a nurse walked over with a notebook, looking a bit like Xia Nuo's silhouette from the back, in short, it was the same type.

Gu Bei followed the nurse for a while, and couldn't help but hurry a few steps to see her face.

The nurse thought that something was wrong with Gu Bei, so she stopped and looked at Gu Bei with an inquiring gaze.

Gu Bei whispered, "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person." ”

The nurse solemnly moved on.

Gu Bei called out again: "You look like a friend of mine, you are so charming." ”

The nurse turned her head and smiled at Gu Bei.

Gu Bei turned around and left, at this time the wind and snow had stopped, the sun was shining, and the Xizawa Longling Campus was icy and snowy, so beautiful that it was suffocating, Gu Bei took the letter he wrote yesterday and pasted it with a stamp and put it in the mailbox, maybe a few hours later, the postman would take it out, gather it at the post office to stamp it, and then send it to the mailbox of the Nishizawa Academy of Fine Arts, and finally fall into Xia Nuo's hands.

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