Chapter 59: The Man
"A girl, a girl waiting for fireflies in the desert. ”
Staring at the busy girl in the cloth skirt at the door of the store, Zero muttered in a low voice.
Fireflies grow in areas that are inseparable from water sources, so there are no fireflies in the desert, which is something that everyone knows.
"Then you ......"
Zhuang Zhixuan seemed to have caught some kind of message and was about to speak, when he was suddenly interrupted by a simple greeting at the door.
"Girl, have a guest?"
"Fifth brother? ”
The girl in the cloth skirt looked up at the dark shadow cast at the door of the store and called softly. Then he turned around and brought Zhuang Zhixuan a bowl of somen noodles. As she moved away, a man who was less than one meter eight tall but quite strong showed his figure, he looked at the girl in the cloth skirt with joy in his eyes, and shouted stupidly:
"I went to the town with Zheng San from the village yesterday afternoon and brought back a string of beads, and they said it was true, it was in the sea, not in the desert, you see...... Do you like it?"
"Fifth brother, you broke the bill again. ”
Back in front of the pancake shop, the girl in the cloth skirt looked at the man helplessly, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or complaining in her words.
"Hey......
The man smirked innocently.
"Yo~ Xiao Wu, I'll send something to Wang Yatou again, I'm going to put wine next month, how can I still be like a child? ”
A middle-aged man with a sallow complexion and a lot of folds on his rough face walked to the door of the store, bumped into this scene, joked a few words, and laughed.
Xiao Wu is a child of the old Li family, and he likes to revolve around the Wang family girl when he is a child, which is a well-known thing in the small village. The girl of the Wang family has a good temper, is diligent and willing to do things, Xiao Wukou is stupid but has always been stable and solid, they can come together to settle their family, and the elders and uncles in the village are all happy.
Hearing the middle-aged man's joke, the man smirked, and reluctantly glanced at the girl in the cloth skirt a few more times, his dark face was full of the shyness and shame that belonged to the simple man.
"Girl, if you have a guest, you are busy first, and I will go back to the house first. ”
……
From time to time, guests come and go, and the girl in the cloth skirt is also busy at the door of the store, and when Zhuang Zhixuan finishes eating, she pays the money neatly, and walks out of the pancake shop with her, and walks out of the small village that is nominally Baoan Town.
In addition to a low-voiced, trembling throat almost inaudible "How much?" and a crisp and clean reply, "Thirteen." ”
Zero and the girl in the cloth skirt had no verbal communication, not even looking at each other, but on the contrary, Zhuang Zhixuan was more convinced of her previous judgment, such a silent zero was something she had never seen along the way, as if the empty shell of the carved and flashy skin was removed, and only a touch of true soul remained.
"You like her. ”
Zhuang Zhixuan's tone was very affirmative, without the slightest hesitation, this sentence was just a simple statement, not even a question.
"Hmm. ”
There was a low snort in his nose, and Zero didn't say much.
"She's getting married. ”
"Hmm. ”
There was another low snort, and the expression on Zero's face was very flat.
"What about you, and how do you position yourself?"
Zhuang Zhixuan's tone was a little strange, and there was an indisputable hint of anger on his face.
Perhaps in her opinion, she can clearly feel that the girl in the cloth skirt doesn't like Xiao Wu much, but when she is older, she should find someone to marry, just like for the great cause of reproduction for human survival, and like a young dream that is vulnerable in front of Shen Ke's reality, she lowered her proud head, and finally died in the arms of realism.
A love that is not for firewood, rice, oil and salt is every woman's romantic and magnificent dream in girlhood, probably in the eyes of Zhuang Zhixuan, Zero is more like the protagonist in this dream than Xiaowu, like a knight who rescued the princess in the hands of the magic dragon, and can bring a romantic and beautiful love to the girl in the cloth skirt.
"A man who loves her. ”
Zero muttered softly, a ghostly light flashing in his deep eyes, and then disappearing. It's just that his slightly trembling voice still betrays his inner peace when he hears the news that the girl is about to get married.
"That's it?"
Zhuang Zhixuan frowned, unable to understand.
Although she is not used to the style of zero, it is undeniable that no matter in terms of appearance, material conditions or even spiritual height, Xiao Wu is not as good as zero in case, she believes that all girls will choose zero instead of Xiao Wu. And Zero obviously likes this girl very much, why do you want to watch her fall into the arms of others?
Can't give her the happiness she wants, can't give her a peaceful life?? If this kind of nonsense is put on others, she may still believe it, but after seeing Zero's ruthless side in the basement of the town, she will never believe that such a man will restrain his **, and people with distorted psychology are greedy, because of the uncontrollable **.
"Or else?"
A slight mocking chuckle appeared on his lips, and Zero's eyes actually revealed a trace of tenderness that Zhuang Zhixuan couldn't believe.
"I wasn't the one who loved her the longest because she still had her parents. I am not the person who loves her the most, because, love, this word is too difficult to judge, whether I have a million to give you 900,000 yuan to count as love, or a hundred yuan to give you all the love? So, I'm just someone who loves her, that's all. ”
"When we were young, we loved each other but didn't know it. Chose the role of a person who loves her, not two people who love each other?? What, she doesn't love you?"
Looking at the blue feet of the sky stepping on the yellow sand, this majestic scene of the two colors of heaven and earth, Zhuang Zhixuan said quietly.
For a moment, she was a little incredulous. A woman who grew up in a wild place on the border, met nothing more than a sallow old man, a swarthy and rough man, and whose annual income was only afraid of fluctuating around four figures, could refuse to be outstanding in all aspects!
"I don't know, love is a matter of two people, not determined by how much love is or how little love is, otherwise, no one in the world will be dissatisfied, everyone in the world will be happy, and the moon will not be cloudy and sunny. ”
Staring at the yellow sand waving in the sky, brilliant as flowers, Zero's eyes couldn't tell whether it was melancholy or regret.
"You, loved, are so open-minded. I don't even know if you love her, or if you're used to loving her. ”
Glancing lightly at the corner of his eye, Zhuang Zhixuan found that this was indeed a peculiar man, ruffian, indifferent, and even many actions showed that his heart was distorted, but now, he was actually like an idiot who only took a scoop of drink in the sea of rolling red dust. This changeability and contrast, she has rarely encountered over the years, and the zero situation is the most of them.
"My love for her speaks with the morning dew at sunrise and the wind at dusk, with the mountains and rivers, with the time and listen, and alone with her, silent to her. ”
Looking at the sand dunes in the distance, Zero at this moment is like a poet.
But Zero wasn't a poet, he was an agent, and now a psychologically twisted agent, and he and she knew that the purpose of the trip was to find a shocking secret, to find the truth about their own internal problems.
What's going to happen next? No one knows. But, Zero said, this is where personal life is not worth anything.
The sweetheart is about to marry someone else, and Shangfeng is suspected of rebellion...... Perhaps, the triviality of Fang Cai is the tenderness and haze before the opening of the war.
"It's time to go. ”
Looking back at what she had just seen, Zhuang Zhixuan broke the silence.