The night of the city is full of fireflies in the sky, fireflies are imprisoned in the cubicles of office buildings, fireflies are imprisoned in colorful iron shells, and even lonely fireflies are imprisoned in everyone's mobile phones. (BGM - "Little Lucky" Shuangsheng)

The streets are flowing rivers, and the whole city is soaked in inky water.

Cheng Xiaoyu propped up his canoe, facing the wind in the slowly churning river, he never looked up at the pedestrian bridge under the fireworks, and he didn't have time to care about the sweat stains on his palms, he tried his best to close the distance between him and her in a physical sense.

Cheng Xiaoyu knows that there are many kinds of distances in this world.

There is a spatial distance between us and the moon and thousands of stars, and although we are light years away, we may be able to reach it with all our might.

"Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums", this is an allusion to the "childhood sweetheart" that we all know, it comes from the pen of Li Bai, but so far writers and historians have not figured out what this poem means.

Maybe we will never be able to understand it, because there is a long and irreversible time distance between us and Li Bai.

"I longed to see you, but I knew it was only meaningful for us to meet if you wanted to see me. "The person you love doesn't love you, the person you want to see doesn't want to see you, even if you say love, even if you meet, it's just a futile sigh, this is a psychological distance.

The distance of space may only be separated by a section of high-speed, a section of railroad track, or a plane ticket, and we can easily close it at the cost of time and money.

The distance of time can only be made up, filled in and healed, and companionship is the most affectionate confession, and we have to pay our lives to measure the distance of time.

But the first two distances, if we have the courage to pay the price of perseverance, maybe we can get the harvest, but the distance of the heart, we have no other way but love.

The beauty of life is due to this, and there is no more ruthlessness in life than this.

Although when we talk about love, it seems to know what we are talking about, even if it is Cheng Xiaoyu, he has made several movies about love, such as his favorite "Five Centimeters per Second", which is a story that describes the relationship and distance between space, time and heart.

And he has experienced so many paradoxical lives in his memory, in this life, he has felt love, received love, and given love.

But in fact, he didn't dare to say that he really knew what love was.

But although he was ignorant, he still knew that this was the reason why he didn't take the initiative to contact her.

Not fear, not pride. Don't bother, it's his gentleness as an older brother.

But at this moment, when she appeared in front of him unexpectedly, Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly understood that even if he couldn't have it, he had at least one thing to do-

That is, don't forget.

Perhaps, he can't forget either.

Even if two people can only look at each other quietly across the secular barriers, it is better than never meeting again.

He respects any decision she makes, but he feels compelled to pass on his feelings and thoughts to her.

Cheng Xiaoyu, who thought he had thought everything through, twisted the handle of the electric car, and walked through it like a fish between the various taillights and various signs.

The various buildings in the capital flashed back in his sight, with modern glass curtain walls and classical blue tile roofs.

The buildings in this city are mixed with all kinds of desires, and the colors and spaces are chaotic and disorderly; this city is so big that it can be regarded as a long-distance relationship if it is not in a small community; there are not many good days in this city, and there is often smog; this city is windy in spring and autumn, cold in winter and hot in summer; there are so many people in this city that moving is a luxury, and traffic is always congested.

However, Cheng Xiaoyu felt that sometimes, these shortcomings could also make people happy, if it weren't for such bad traffic, maybe he could only pass by by by default.

In addition to the poor traffic conditions, he had to be thankful for how visible the Rolls-Royce was in the traffic.

Finally, he saw the double R logo with black letters on a silver background, and the last four digits of the license plate with white letters on a blue background were his birthday.

Cheng Xiaoyu, who had experienced so many big battles, was actually a little nervous.

From the full expectation of just returning to China, to the loss of habits in the back, to the sudden surprise at the moment, Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't believe it, although he always comforted himself and said that he would definitely come, but her mind, Cheng Xiaoyu was really unpredictable.

So, he could only wait cautiously.

But after seeing her again and thinking about it, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't want to delay a minute, they had wasted four years, and in the next time, he had to use his life to make up for the missing memories of these four years, so every second was precious.

Cheng Xiaoyu thought so in his heart.

He was about to catch up with the Rolls-Royce, which was particularly dazzling in the traffic, and Cheng Xiaoyu could see that some of the vehicles around him were afraid of touching it at this time, and they were far away from this expensive speed machine, which also gave him valuable space to intervene.

The closer Cheng Xiaoyu gets, the more his heart beats, he accelerated past a Mercedes-Benz, and saw that he squeezed through the gap between the two taxis, and was almost sandwiched into a hamburger, fortunately, the traffic was crowded, and the speed of the vehicle was really not fast, so it did not cause a car accident, which made his heart rise to his throat, but it was not because of the danger just now.

The angry taxi driver couldn't help but stick his head out of the window and scolded loudly: "You are a bad pen, don't you want to die?"

A roar made Cheng Xiaoyu, who was chasing a Rolls-Royce, also conspicuous, and many car owners saw him, and some people pointed at him.

Cheng Xiaoyu, who was driving an electric car, had no face to look back, and regretted that he didn't have a helmet anymore, at this moment he could only pretend not to hear, and chased after the Rolls-Royce with a cheeky face.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't care about the strange eyes of the visitors, and after catching up with Rolls-Royce, he kept pace with it.

He turned his head to look at the black glass window, there was no light at all, only his own shadow could be seen, Cheng Xiaoyu took a deep breath, calmed his fierce heartbeat, and made his expression look not so deliberate, and then he smashed the window with his fist at a speed of twenty-five kilometers per hour.

The bulletproof glass made a muffled "bang".

Cheng Xiaoyu's nonsensical behavior has attracted the attention of many people, someone took out his mobile phone to shoot this funny scene, ready to post it on the Internet, the title has been thought of - "Beijing unlicensed electric car angrily lengthens the Rolls-Royce Phantom", and some people have made up a farce in their brains, Rolls-Royce may have hung up this electric little handsome guy, so the little handsome electric car guy caught up to ask for an explanation.

All in all, no matter what the story is, this scene is very curious.

After Cheng Xiaoyu knocked on the car window, the pitch-black bulletproof glass did not open as Cheng Xiaoyu imagined, let alone reveal the inner face of the dream that haunted him, he didn't believe that the people inside didn't hear it, which made his cautious self-esteem start to ache faintly again.

This made him hesitate whether he should slow down and leave consciously, or continue to smash the car window until she showed up, before he had time to entangle, the right turn signal of the Rolls-Royce was lit, obviously it was to pull over, although she did not show up, which also made Cheng Xiaoyu feel relieved.

He slowed down to give the Rolls-Royce room to pull over, and he followed it silently to the side of the road, ironically stopping not far away.

The car stopped on the sidewalk, turned on the double flash, and then the window fell, Cheng Xiaoyu's heart rippled, he fantasized about how to say the opening sentence countless times, but when it came to the end, he still didn't know how to speak.

It's just that he immediately stopped thinking about this problem, because it was not the glass of the back seat that slid down, and a strange female face with sunglasses stretched out from the driver's seat, which made Cheng Xiaoyu a little stunned.

But where is the world so many coincidences?

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the face that he was completely unfamiliar with, a little overwhelmed, and said, "Excuse me.....?" Isn't there?" choked in his throat for a long time and couldn't spit it out.

Although he was used to being disappointed, he was disappointed by the huge gap between the unexpected results and his expectations.

The woman in sunglasses did not reprimand Cheng Xiaoyu, but directly pushed the door and got out of the car, she was in a professional suit and had a good figure, although the sunglasses covered most of her face, but it seemed that she should be a passable-looking woman.

However, this is not the focus of Cheng Xiaoyu's attention, he only cares about the back seat and there is still no movement.

Therefore, he felt that the person he wanted to pursue should not be in the car, and he didn't believe that in this case, she didn't want to see him.

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled bitterly, he had to solve the current matter first, he was ready to apologize, he looked at the professional-dressed woman who got out of the car, and wanted to push his glasses, but found that the bridge of his nose was empty, and he wiped the sweat on his palm on the expensive shirt, I don't know if the British royal tailor at the 1 store on Savile Row will want to cry without tears.

Cheng Xiaoyu supported the ground with one foot, grabbed the general with both hands, and was about to get out of the car to park the electric car, and then sincerely apologized to the other party, but before he could get out of the car, he saw the other party bow to him first, and then said respectfully: "Mr. Cheng, I'm sorry, my driving skills are not very good, and this car is too long, so I was a little nervous when I drove it, so I haven't noticed you." ”

Many people are saying that this person riding an electric car seems to be a feather god, but the people who said it themselves don't believe that this is a feather god, how can a feather god ride an electric car and run to the street? At this time, he should still be in the bird's nest.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't expect the other party to conclude that he was Cheng Xiaoyu so quickly, and said in surprise: "You recognize me?"

Of course, the woman in sunglasses knew that the person in front of her was Cheng Xiaoyu, she had been watching the performance just now, she smiled and said, "You are the big boss, of course I have to know you...... My name is Fan Yimin, and I am Miss Su's secretary...."

At this moment, Cheng Xiaoyu felt his eardrums buzzing, he turned his head to look at the closed window in the back seat, tried hard to maintain his sobriety, and asked, "That..... What about her?"

Fan Yimin looked at the teenager-like boss in front of her, and felt a lot of emotion in her heart, she thought: These two brothers and sisters are monsters. She shook off some strange thoughts, smiled slightly and said, "Miss Su started to think that the road was too congested, so she got out of the car and rode her bicycle...... She does this a lot, and there is a folding bike in the trunk for her!"

Cheng Xiaoyu asked a little eagerly, "Did she bring her mobile phone?" or do you know where she went?"

Fan Yimin remembered her boss's explanation, shook her head and said: "She didn't bring her mobile phone, her mobile phone is with me, and I don't know where she went, I can only be sure that she didn't go back....."

Cheng Xiaoyu asked a little anxiously: "If she doesn't go home so late, where will she go?"

Fan Yimin said: "Mr. Cheng, I really don't know much about this..... I just judged that she didn't come home based on the direction she left. ”

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't hide the loss in his heart, and reluctantly smiled and said, "Thank you....."

Fan Yimin said: "No thanks, it should be, do you want me to send you back?"

Cheng Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "No need, I'll ride an electric car faster, you go first!"

Fan Yimin bowed to Cheng Xiaoyu again and said, "Then Cheng Xiaoyu, I'll go first." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu let out a "hmm", and pushed the electric car onto the sidewalk a little lonely, and he could only go backwards on the sidewalk for a while and make a U-turn at the intersection.

Fan Yimin also stood respectfully next to the Rolls-Royce and watched Cheng Xiaoyu go away, and the people who were waiting to see the show not far away also dispersed, they guessed that the female driver who drove the Rolls-Royce must have hung up the handsome guy in the electric car, and apologized just now, and the matter was over.

The people who eat melons are a little regretful, and the little handsome guy in the electric car did not ask the Rolls-Royce girl to make money.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't look back and take a second look, his heart couldn't stand the back and forth, the string of expectation was already too tight, and it was about to break. He pushed the electric car and walked back, but he felt that his steps were difficult, and he felt rust in his bones.

He looked up into the distance a little dazedly, and seemed to see a white figure, plain and shocking, like her appearance on the stage, Cheng Xiaoyu contemplated again, but found that everything was an illusion, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and then couldn't help thinking: Where will she go?

Cheng Xiaoyu looked up at the countless stars in the sky, the fireworks he bought at a large price had not yet been released, thinking of the tens of millions of expenses as if he had not done anything, and thinking of the evolution of life from paramecium to dog's tail grass and then to people, and then thinking about the gains and losses in his heart, he felt too boring and meaningless.

But where in the world are there so many meaningful things for bored people to think about?

Cheng Xiaoyu walked to the intersection and saw the red taxis lined up tightly under the orange street lamp, and he felt something..... Then he sped on his electric scooter towards the place he thought made sense.....

His strong memory is helping him, taking him towards the unfinished story to be continued, Tucheng Road towards Nortel, and then from Nortel to Xitu Road to Xueyuan Road, all the way to the famous Beijing Zoo, if you drive without blockage, it will be more than ten minutes away.

If you ride a fast bike, it's only half an hour......

Cheng Xiaoyu was speeding in the night, and he thought she must be there.

The surrounding buildings are majestic, pointing to the blue sky, riding an electric car for a long time, he can't open his eyes because of the warm breeze, Cheng Xiaoyu is reluctant to delay the time to stop, rub it, just squint his eyes with a slight discomfort, and head in the direction of his heart.

Passing by Nortel, passing by Beijing Sports University, then Beijing Jiaotong University, and finally arriving at the zoo, the electric car went on Wuta Road, and you can see the National Library with two spires.

Cheng Xiaoyu's heart fluttered again, this was the first time that the two of them went out alone to reach the place, he parked the electric car at random under the steps of the library, pulled out the key and ran towards the brightly lit place.

He panted and stood in front of the row of brown wood-framed glass doors, the lights were bright inside, and the black inscription of the Father of the Nation was still hanging safely on the wall of the lobby, Cheng Xiaoyu took two deep breaths, calmed down the rapid breathing, and then pushed the door in.

The library was silent at twelve o'clock, except for a few sporadic people sitting in their seats by the window, reading by the moonlight and the stars.

Cheng Xiaoyu tidied up his messy appearance, pulled his hair, buttoned up his wrinkled shirt again, and then tucked into his black trousers, he looked around, as if browsing a photo of permission that only he could open, the tall bookshelves, marble floors, long tables, and solid wood chairs still did not change at all in his memory.

He walked a few steps to the right along the aisle, his gaze crossed a few rows of brown bookshelves, and landed on the spot that impressed him, and then Cheng Xiaoyu saw a familiar back.

There is no one in this world whose back is as silent as hers, as beautiful as her countenance, as calm and accurate as time.

Cheng Xiaoyu's messy mood settled down at once, as if he had found a lost valuable, he stood in place and watched her silver-white hair draped over her shoulders bent into a warm moonlight, and the cloisonné table lamp on the table that scattered a dim light illuminated a piece of Yan Shan on the page.

He didn't know how long he had been looking, maybe only for a moment, maybe for a long time, maybe just for a moment, but it seemed like a long time, like two people on the same speeding train, time and distance were moving in the same direction.

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her steps, walked in front of her lightly and said, "HI, can I sit down?" I feel as if you have been forgotten. He saw a sentence written on the book that Su Yuxi was flipping: "An honest lifestyle is actually to act according to the wishes of your body, eat only when you are hungry, and don't lie when you love." He knew it was Márquez's Love in the Time of Cholera.

Su Yuxi, who was sitting in front of the desk flipping through "Love in the Time of Cholera", raised his head to look at Cheng Xiaoyu, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, I'm waiting for someone." ”

This time looking up in Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes became incomparably long, time has passed, some things are unconsciously chanting and singing, bright and dark, but her beauty is like immortal.

They looked into each other's eyes, there was a huge nebula in them, and they didn't need to exchange each other's grand things, nor would they be distanced from each other by those meaningless slices of life.

Four years have become fragments of scenes, what I ate in the evening when I woke up from a nap, what movies I watched at night, looking at the pedestrians on the street from the car window and thinking of you, and feeling the difference between the rainy weather in California and Shanghai.

These fragments have piled up into our lives, but most of the time these memories are buried in dusty corners, and only a certain touch of the scene will be recalled, just like Cheng Xiaoyu once drew 88 keys here and played a silent song "One more time, One more chance".

The so-called sense of floating life and detention is born from this, and at this moment, they don't need to say much, everything stops at lips and teeth, and everything is hidden in the years.

Cheng Xiaoyu looked into Su Yuxi's eyes, felt an invisible force, beating his heart, and a voice ordered in a firm tone: "Sigh!" So a huge sigh echoed in his mind.

He lowered his eyes to the eighty-eight black and white keys on the long table, and asked, as she had once asked him, "Then when will he come?"

Su Yuxi closed the book and said, "Well, I don't know, maybe soon, maybe not coming, who knows?"

"Some people live their lives in a minute, what are you doing now?"

"I'm waiting for him. ”

"Do you mind if I wait with you?"

Su Yuxi waved her hand and played on the keys, her green fingers jumping on the wood-grained table, and Cheng Xiaoyu saw the notes of "One more time, One more chance" rising on her fingertips, forming a melody in his mind.

Cheng Xiaoyu listened quietly to this silent song.

This time she changed the dialogue and said, "No, I don't mind, I should thank you because I've waited." ”

(2-in-1 update, chapter 67 of this chapter "5 centimeters per second" and chapter 276 "Waiting for someone", someone in the comment area asked an interesting question, saying that if I have a pair of children and like each other, what should I do!To be honest, I really haven't thought about this, but I have thought about what I would do if my son is GAY?) The conclusion is that after he has the age of civil capacity, the choices he makes, can not be denied because these views are inconsistent with our preconceived notions as parents, I subconsciously don't want my own children to be GAY, because this society is prejudiced against them, but if it is true, then I will understand and accept that the pressure he himself is already great enough, and if he is still pressured by parents, isn't that forcing him to die? Zoom in to the brother and sister, it depends on whether the two are because of love, or because of XING, if it's just the latter, then of course it won't work, if it's the former, it depends on how determined they are, after all, the gravitational pull of reality is too heavy. In fact, there is no love between two people in the world who can think independently and have the capacity for civil conduct, and none of them is wrong. Finally, I ended with Chai Jing's words: Don't look at love from a secular point of view, don't treat ignorance as virtue, and prejudice as a principle. That's my answer. ）