I stepped forward and grabbed her hand: "You once asked me that Cinderella is in love with a knight, so what if the knight is willing to take Cinderella away from the prince without any hesitation!" Regardless of a qiē! ”

I held my breath and waited, my heart beating again and again, and it was clear.

Those eyes had been staring at me in a daze, and a little star gradually brightened and flickered, lingering in her eyes for a long time, and finally bursting, but turning into a round droplet, sliding over her beautiful left cheek, and resting on that little bulge, where when she laughed, there would be a pear vortex. The teardrop only stayed for a moment, and then mixed with the bead that continued to fall, falling under the force of gravity, making a crisp sound in the silent space.

She opened her mouth softly, and I clearly heard her say, "Handsome, you have drunk too much!" ”

I opened my eyes wide and saw that face clearly, it was poetic.

Shimi turned her head sideways, letting a steady stream of tears slide down her lips, over her jaw, and into the placket.

"I'm sorry...... I ......"

"You've drunk too much, I'll drive!" Shimi interrupted me eagerly and hurried out of the car without an umbrella.

I also opened the car door in confusion, and a cool breeze and rapid rain immediately poured into the car door, and my stomach was tumbling and I wanted to vomit wine, Shimi hurriedly came over and grabbed me, patted my back, and hurriedly handed me a tissue. I staggered and unsteady on my feet, her thin body obviously unable to support my body, and when she struggled to help me into the passenger seat, my clothes were soaked, and locks of hair were stuck together by the rain, all sticking to my face.

The engine rang, but Shimi didn't start for a long time. I followed her dull gaze, the wipers were blowing the falling rain back and forth over and over again, and outside the blurry windshield, the rain was pouring and neon, and only pedestrians were busy returning home.

Shimi's voice changed slightly, she hesitated, and said slowly: "Handsome, actually, I already knew that she liked you... Once, it was a long, long time ago, she called you, and you happened to be away, so I answered the phone and told her: Wu Yingjun and I are already together, and both of us have met our parents, please don't bother again. She hung up immediately. Shimi continued to choke up and said, "At that time, you didn't actually accept me, and after that, she ...... Handsome, if you want to blame me, blame me! I don't want to lie any longer, and now I'm finally out of it. ”

I fell silent, my drunken head getting more and more drowsy.

Shimei said again: "Today, when they exchanged rings, I was really afraid that you would be impulsive and disrupt the situation."

I was still silent, speechless, and my mind was even more drowsy.

Seeing that I didn't react, Shimi's voice was a little hurried: "Handsome, will you hate me?" I'm sorry, I'm really sorry......" She had let go of her voice and cried, and the trembling cry became more and more painful in the cramped space inside the car.

"It doesn't matter." I took her cold hand, wiped her tears, and said, "Let's go!" ”

Shimi looked at me hesitantly, sat back upright, and said cautiously, "I'll put on some music." "Together, the music is "Dream Wedding".

"Why is this pure music again?" Shimei murmured quietly.

……

On a moonlit night in high school, on the campus path, you could hear flowing piano music coming from the small building in the family courtyard across the flower wall on one side, and she asked me while stepping on the light and shadow on the ground, "Do you know?" "Dream Wedding" actually has a story behind it. ”

"What's the story?"

……

Then I heard it myself. "Dream Wedding" has a crush obsession. It's like looking for it a hundred times and thousands of times, only to find that the person I love the most, it turns out that I have been calmly liking each other in the same place, waiting for each other, never changed, I want to hug the girl in my dreams, and I have an urge to hold her in my arms and look up at the brilliant starry sky with her......

The love of the meteor is the sky, but when it turns into a meteorite and falls from the sky, it is destined to have the love it pursues, he thought that the meteor could not pursue the love he wanted to have, but he can never escape the fate of falling in love with her......

However, the meteor that fell from the sky, leaving the sky of its love, did not know whether happiness could still exist, and cut through the unpredictable eternal ......

Unexpectedly, there were bright fireworks in the rainy sky, like stars in the sky, and like scattered memories and youthful feelings scattered in the first love. I turned sideways to close my eyes and rest, and I stumbled upon a boy and a girl reflected in the car window, walking in the rain with an umbrella together. Just a young classmate, in his prime.

One rainy day, she was holding an umbrella over my head and was the first to say to me, "I believe in you." ”

She stood in the corner, holding the bouquet of jasmine that was not for her, and buried her head in joy and shyness......

She cheered me on the sidelines;

She blushed and said to me, "Your pants are torn," and shoved my school uniform into me;

She threw my book angrily;

She sang "The Moon Represents My Heart" with me under the coaxing of the crowd;

She said that I was the first person to understand her inferiority complex and despair in her heart, she was actually very fragile, but she had been pretending to be strong and never shed tears......

I've seen her smile brightly, I've seen her cry sadly, I've hugged her emotionally, I've kissed her......

"Dream Wedding", my wedding with her, also only exists in my dreams......

Before the wedding, she had red eyes and whispered to me with tears in her eyes: "Have you ever read the book "Ideal Country" I gave you?" ”

I was silent.

In the silent time, her tears were like a flood bursting the embankment......

There was only silence in the air......

Three days before the wedding, I found out that the title page had a small mezzanine that could not be found lightly, and it was just a small note, only one line of beautiful English: Evenmyheartbecomesawasteland, youareeverlasting.

The surging water from my memory, it was like an attacking beast, like an erupting torrent, completely drowning everything....... blurring my vision, not seeing everything clearly, only enveloping me, biting me alone, tearing bloodily.

"If there is a noble love between us, we need not hope to be near each other, nor do we pray to have each other; Even if it is turned into two parallel lines waiting in the distance, looking at each other, it is beautiful, because the beautiful memories we once had together have become eternal. ”

Probably Plato's view of love.

Thankfully, our best years are together......

I'd love to comfort myself with that—

But why have I been like this, sad?

Plato lied to me......

There is no ideal state in this world, but Plato stubbornly wants to fantasize about utopia; He overestimates reality and underestimates resistance. He said that it is not blood, honor, or wealth that guides the behavior of noble men, but love, and there is no emotion in the world that is as deeply rooted in the hearts of the people as love.

He may have loved a girl deeply, or perhaps for some reason he felt that he could not get close to her, so he stood contented and looked at her from afar.

He has been restraining himself from being rational, and has been doing boring philosophical speculation all his life.

He didn't think that the girl he loved might also like him, because with a bit of pride and reserve, she couldn't take the initiative to approach her, she actually expected him to take the initiative to approach her and take her hand.

Even if she doesn't like herself, if she goes back and fights for it impulsively, she may be able to get her heart......

But he did nothing, not only lost the girl he loved, but also advocated platonic spiritual love, and mistook how many people who loved each other and who could love each other......

Plato said: It is enough for me to look at my beloved girl from afar.

I asked him: What if your beloved Cinderella wore a crystal slipper that didn't fit? When she danced with the prince in front of the people, she was in pain, because her feet were bruised out of blood;

Plato said, "You are too worried, I see my beloved girl dancing with the prince with a happy face, I just need to see my beloved girl happy."

I asked: What if the beloved girl is pretending to be happy, but in fact she is not happy?

Plato also said: Where can man be happy all the time, man cannot be happy all the time. As long as the prince can give her a stable and happy life, I just need to see my beloved girl live happily and securely.

I asked, "But how can you guarantee that the prince will not fail Cinderella and allow her a stable and happy life?" What if your beloved girl likes you too?

Plato finally said: She will be happy, and I can see that the prince really loves her. Because the prince is better than me, and can create happiness for her better than me, she will soon accept the happiness that the prince gives her, and because I like her, I will fulfill her happiness, which is the elegant love between us.

I said, "You only know how to deceive yourself......

Plato is pathetic, but why not Wu Yingjun? If he could do it all over again, he would definitely take the initiative instead of choosing to miss it.

The trees that stood on both sides of the straight street kept receding, and the intersection that turned left ahead was getting closer and closer to me.

Now that the slides of memories are over, is it time for me to say goodbye to the girl who once said to my once naïve me, "You're like my dad"?

I don't remember who said: "The night flashes before us, the light goes out, love fades, and the desire disappears." The Grim Reaper will destroy the one we have built. Is it like this, like a bubble in the sea, sometimes floating on the water, sometimes disappearing by the breeze, as if there had never been? ”