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Walking down the street, all of them are people in heavy coats. A man in a brown fluffy hat, a woman with a brightly colored scarf wrapped around her neck, and a schoolgirl wearing a mask and sneezing constantly, hurried past one after another.

Su Hui wrapped the woolen jacket on her body, took a breath of cold air, and sighed softly at the huge black and white poster in front of her, the gloomy breath between her eyebrows and eyes blended so well with the cold winter night street. A person who has lived in a foreign land for so long can meet extremely familiar people on unfamiliar streets, and my heart really feels warm.

Looking at the characters on this poster, the frowning thick eyebrows and the sadness revealed in the slightly closed eyes are so familiar. Once upon a time, Su Hui truly faced his sorrow and painful tears.

"I liked her, but I didn't dare say it," he said. Because I am a good friend of hers, I want to be there for her, listen to her tell me how much she likes her boyfriend, and how much she regrets the breakup and the hard work she is trying to get back. I also want to be by her side and comfort her, so I can't confess. I don't dare to confess. ”

Looking back on that time, Su Hui's eyes would still be a little moist, and there would still be a trace of sourness in her heart.

If she can go back to the past, if she can start over, she must be like the man on the poster, bury her love in her heart and never say it. Because only then will a lot of things not happen.

Putting away her sadness, Su Hui smiled softly at the poster, "Zhuang Mudong, I wish you happiness." Don't live up to my expectations of you, and Gu Zi. ”

Turn away, leaving a lonely and lonely back.

After Su Hui left, someone passed by again and stood in front of Zhuang Mudong's poster.

It's a couple.

The woman said: "It's Dongdong's concert, December 10 at the Shanghai Gymnasium, there is still half a month, I don't know if there are tickets, I really want to see it." She pouted to the man next to her, the radiant light in her big watery eyes was not covered by her heavy makeup, her small and delicate body was close to the man's sturdy side, soft and moving, and the appearance of a little woman made people love.

The man withdrew his gaze from staring at a figure walking in front of him, and glanced back at the man on the poster.

It was so familiar to him, but it seemed strange.

He gently pulled the woman's body close to him, looked at her beautiful face under makeup, and a deep male voice sounded, "I'm not available." ”

is so resolute, leaving no mercy.

The tender woman pouted and complained, "What's wrong, you haven't been with me for a long time." She frowned at the carefully trimmed willow eyebrows, and played a little temper: "No matter, if you want to accompany me to see this concert, I have friends who can help me get tickets." I want you to come with me. ”

Beautiful women, whether they are coquettish or splattered, smiling or frowning, are all beautiful, which makes men want to take good care of them and protect them with their hearts, so as not to let her suffer a little grievance.

But this man, he wouldn't do that.

He glanced at the woman silently with low eyebrows, and the grim and indifferent momentum made the woman tremble even more in this cold winter night.

With just a grim look that seemed long, the man turned and strode forward.

The woman recovered from her shock and panic and trotted after her stiletto heels. She wears a glamorous short skirt and a well-trimmed leather coat. In the cold winter, it is like a reed growing in a lake in autumn.

Scorch. Cold. Despair.

She first shouted angrily: "Shen Taisen." ”

Weave through the crowds of people.

Then he shouted in disappointment: "Asen, wait for me." ”

Rub shoulders with a couple who seem to be in love and sweet.

She finally caught up with Shen Taisen, tugged at the hem of his suit behind him, stared at him with big teary eyes and a timid slight chin to look at him, and she said, "Asen, I was wrong. There was endless sadness and disappointment in his voice, "I'm not willful anymore." ”

Arsen, I was wrong.

A string of images flashed in Shen Taisen's mind, a long time ago, there was also a girl who chased after him, pulled the sleeve of his school uniform, swayed gently, smiled brightly, and said, "Captain, I was wrong." Forgive me. "It's obviously admitting mistakes, but it's a hippie smile, no sincerity at all, and there is no determination to really feel the mistake and want to admit it.

He sighed and swept away the memories that had been beautiful and cruel. Shen Tyson hugged the woman in front of him into his arms, hugged her, and comforted the woman with his usual silence.

After a long time, he said, "Let's get married." ”

He said: "After the New Year, the company's operation is basically stable, and we will get married." ”

The woman was shocked and shed tears of happiness.

Let's get married.

She waited hard for this sentence, but she was willing.

In the face of love, once you have true feelings, you can only keep it. Who made her can't leave him anymore, who let her sink too deeply.

"We're going to have a wedding next spring and a honeymoon in your favorite Venice," he said. ”

The woman's hands were tightly wrapped around Shen Taisen's waist, nodding frequently, wetting his chest with tears of happiness, and she said, "Okay." ”

It's all in plain sight.

Shen Taisen's chin rested on the head of the woman who was about to become his wife, hugging her tightly, and he showed a happy smile with a hint of bitterness.

I can't wait for you any longer, I'm sorry. Perhaps, you don't need me at all, you never asked me to wait for you.

At the beginning of the lanterns, they held hands and walked towards the road that Su Hui had walked before.

Changing the previous silence and discord, the woman excitedly plans for the future, and is full of anticipation like a child in front of her husband.

Shen Tyson said: "I will try to push less work and accompany you to the concert." ”

Contentment, rippling on the woman's face.

The streets are crowded on cold nights, and everyone is passing by, maybe once stopped, but they are all back on the road.

The male singer on the poster, who frowned and couldn't hide his melancholy atmosphere, was interpreting the theme of the concert.

When we were young.

***

Su Hui walked along the street, silently, slowly, with the long-lost sadness in her heart, and the memory that she didn't want to think about but resurfaced in her mind, walking and walking on the high-rise street.

This is a first-tier city, with prosperous business and trade, and the standard of living is relatively high in China, and the fast-paced lifestyle can sometimes overwhelm Su Hui. There's a lot of nightlife here, and it's a great place to hide your sadness and get drunk. It is also a place where heaven and hell coexist, and many young people with dreams like to come here to wander and wander, but they are always overshadowed by reality.

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, Su Hui bought some fast food at the convenience store downstairs at home, and walked back to the apartment slowly.

Although it was so late and she was a girl, Su Hui didn't have to hurry or worry about it, because the city was safe and secure, because no one at home was waiting anxiously.

Her accommodation was not in the city center, but in a less staggering part of the second ring. Her salary has always been saved, even if it is enough to find a house in the city center that is not too big and suitable for one person to live in, she can afford the down payment, but she does not want to.

Su Hui is actually a girl who likes leisure and yearns for a leisurely and simple life. She prefers to slowly savor the ups and downs of life, rather than the bustling city where days and nights fly too quickly.

She wasn't in Shanghai, not in this cold, unforgiving city. She should live in a small city with a lot of water and humidity in the south, and the customs will comfort her wounded heart, instead of gradually cooling in the erosion of this cold wind.

Although the heart is empty, fortunately there is hot food to fill the shriveled belly, at least not to be tormented by hunger when the soul is hurt at night when no one is around.

After washing, the water droplets on his hair slowly soaked the back, and after the towel in his hand was wiped on his head, he was ruthlessly thrown on the sofa. Su Hui sat at the desk and turned on the computer, turned around and walked to the kitchen again, and used the siphon coffee machine to make coffee.

After so many years, she can get used to the sour coffee taste, and even become obsessed.

Leaning slightly on the side, looking at the prosperity outside the window, while waiting for coffee, Su Hui fell into memory as usual.

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"Why do you always drink coffee?"

"Because it's bitter." After Gu Zi took a sip of coffee, he said melancholy.

"Don't you dislike hardship the most? Why do you have to drink coffee every day? ”

"Coffee is refreshing and can lift the drowsy brain vigorously." Gu Zi looked at Su Hui and said softly, "I want to be clearly awake for the rest of the time outside of sleep, so that he ...... in my memory" Speaking of this, she stopped abruptly and sighed softly, such gloom is not in line with her youthful age at all. Her eyes were beautiful, but they had no light, they were always so tranquil and dim.

"I wanted to cut this waist-length hair, it always became a burden to me and reminded me of something from the past," she said. ”

"Why cut? How beautiful long hair is," Su Hui ruffled her hair and said to her, "Look, when we first met, my hair wasn't ear-to-ear, but now it's all up to my shoulders, and when we graduate, we can grow hair together." ”

Gu Zi just lowered her head and didn't answer Su Hui's words, she said, "You sing to me, sing Gigi Leung's short hair." In her voice, there was a faint sadness Su Hui didn't understand, they were all young at that time, they were all careless, and no one cared too much about the sudden sadness of their companions.

At that time, Su Hui just tilted her head strangely, glanced at Gu Zi inexplicably, and then began to sing.

I've cut my hair short

Cut off the care

Cut a place not to be loved by the bifurcation

Long and short

Short and long

Inch by inch struggling

In the end, he still didn't cut his long hair, and Gu Zi retreated at the door of the barbershop.

"I have cut my hair short, cut my punishment, cut my embarrassment, over and over again, clearly, cut in two, your love words, your lies ......."

Su Hui silently hummed along with herself in her memory, the song that carried their youth back then could no longer be sung again, and she could only hum it to herself secretly at night.

Returning to the study with coffee, the computer had already been turned on, quietly waiting for her to control it.

Su Hui opened an email address, entered the account password, and quietly waited for the prompt of a successful login.

She took a sip of her coffee, and the piping hot temperature gave her some warmth.

Click on your inbox and look at an email you received this morning.

Su Hui, come and see my concert. December 10 at the gymnasium. See you or leave you.

Su Hui hesitated, weaving the reason for refusal in her mind, and in the end, she wrote a few words silently.

See you or leave you.

After closing the email and starting to work, she drank lots and lots of bitter coffee every night, as she did at this time, and worked hard until midnight. All the pride and accomplishments in front of people are piled up with coffee every night without sleep.

Although the coffee continued cup by cup, sleepiness still eroded Su Hui's will little by little, it was past three o'clock, the world outside the window had not stopped, and the bright life was at its peak.

I yawned and stretched my stiff back, finally able to go to sleep.

Everyone who works hard for the future has been accustomed to staying up at night like Su Hui, like the old fire soup in a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant, simmering slowly over low heat, and boiling for a long, long time to make all the flavors in the bones come out.

And they were under the lamp, burned by the fire in their hearts, making a "bang" sound.