Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Chen Weiwei in high school, definitely the parents of this stationery store, is a die-hard fan of this stationery store, especially likes to come to school half an hour early before going to school, and then go into the stationery store to buy all kinds of favorite jewelry and stationery, of course, do not forget to buy those admired star posters, go home and paste them on the wall of the boudoir, may have suffered from star-chasing lovesickness later, and then Chen Weiwei bought those star posters directly to wrap the book jacket, she said something like this, You can always hold your favorite star in the palm of your hand.

It is no exaggeration to say that the annual turnover of this stationery store is basically completed by Chen Weiwei, she visits the stationery store like going to a department store to sweep the goods, it is scary to see, all kinds of handbags full of stationery and accessories, will always appear in her left and right hands at the moment she enters the campus.

"Don't, don't ask him, let's go see it for ourselves, no, I just want to go and see"

Seeing Jinhong walking towards the security room without saying a word, she knew that she must be asking about the existence of that stationery store.

Chen Weiwei knows very well that Jinhong has always been, everything is thinking about her, and she is unwilling to let her take one more step to go wrong, Jinhong is like this when she goes to school, as long as Chen Weiwei says it from her mouth, it is not about the sky and the earth to pick the stars and the moon, Jinhong will not respond verbally, but immediately do it, and every time she will follow Chen Weiwei's mind and do things properly and reasonably.

Chen Weiwei ran two steps, and pulled him back before Jinhong arrived at the security room, at that moment Chen Weiwei may be unable to help it, or maybe she is too anxious, and directly grabbed Jinhong by the arm and dragged him over, because she was too hard, Jinhong, who was not prepared, was directly pulled down by her, and he did not have time to react, and almost fell into Chen Weiwei's mountainous arms.

The frightened Jinhong stood still, deliberately retreated, and kept a distance from Chen Weiwei, but the expression on his face was still staying, and the infinite joy at the moment when she pulled him in.

"I'll just ask, save you a little bit of nothing"

Jin Hong's face was a little red, to be precise, after he saw Chen Weiwei's two round and firm big up close just now, he instinctively felt a little obscene, and some of his heart was hot and blushing, and he didn't know what to say, so he naturally came out with such a sentence.

"Still don't need it, it's not a few steps, I don't know how many miles I've walked over the years, and it's not a few steps behind"

Chen Weiwei looked at Jinhong, who was a little nervous in front of her, and couldn't tell whether she should be angry or happy.

Looking at the very firm meaning in Chen Weiwei's eyes, Jin Hong knew that if he continued to persevere, he would inevitably break up unhappily today, and what was even more terrifying was that if Chen Weiwei had palpitations, it would be difficult to ask her out again.

Chen Weiwei, whose emotions gradually cooled down, realized that she had been holding Jinhong's arm and did not let go, and she did not let go immediately because of her self-esteem, because that would make Jinhong feel that in her inner world, some deep feelings would not be self-defeating, so she slowly slipped her hand away and put it back where it should go.

The sun is still warm and pleasant around the two, Jin Hong felt that it would be good to be able to stand side by side with Chen Weiwei in the sun, watching the light stay on her pure face, so that he would not feel tired even if he stood for a lifetime.

Chen Weiwei saw Jin Hong staring at him intently, and the love and fascination that he couldn't hide in his eyes were all illuminated by the warm sunlight and left in the sockets of his eyes.

Chen Weiwei, who was standing there, didn't say a word more, such emotions for her, she had read from Jinhong's eyes in high school, and she also knew that Jinhong would be in her heart, with the waves rolling in the past, with the wind mixed with the memories of youth, with the ripples of the old days blown by the autumn wind, and the waves of undercurrents would resurge, stirring back and forth in his calm heart.

Chen Weiwei turned around and walked towards the stationery store, she wanted to forget this former beloved in the world behind her at the moment she turned around, sealed in the frame of time, but her heart was not angry, she couldn't forget the past at all, and let go of the most simple and flawless love.

She clearly felt how much she wanted to get out of his world, but every step she took was not far away, but she was getting closer step by step, and she was about to sink into his emotional world repeatedly.

The wind blew from the world behind him, and the air was still dry, but there was no smell of earth, only Jinhong's breath and the familiar body fragrance on his body.

Chen Weiwei clearly felt that the smell was getting stronger and stronger, and it was getting closer and closer, until Jinhong stepped forward from behind and held her hand.

Chen Weiwei was frozen in place for a moment and couldn't move.

The warmth transmitted by the palm of the hand passes through the skin to the heart, and then the blood that flows begins to burn in every corner of the body that is condensed by the cold wind.

Chen Weiwei began to understand numbly in her consciousness that a man grabbed her palm behind her, but she shook it off stiffly.

She didn't want to ask, she didn't want to look back, and she didn't want to know what she thought and what kind of expression was on his face the moment she let go of Jinhong, so she just continued to walk forward.

Chen Weiwei walked in front, and Jinhong followed closely behind.

Chen Weiwei followed this road and walked in the direction of the stationery store, the campus behind her gradually drifted away, blurred behind everything, and was already blown cold in the autumn wind in the frozen picture.

The sun has changed with time, gradually wanting to kiss the vast and distant horizon, the wind passed by Chen Weiwei's side, blowing her black braids, undulating and constantly drifting in Jinhong's sight.

Jin Hong is like this, silently following Chen Weiwei behind him, and has been looking for it along the route of memory, he knows that if Chen Weiwei does not reach the end of the road, he will never give up easily.

There are too many stores in that stationery store, and the beautiful figure she left behind, the beautiful visions of her youth, the afternoons before and after school in school uniforms, those wild dreams and Top Gun, all turned into phantoms and left them in the time and space of that era that belonged to her, leaving all the most impulsive, innocent, and most sworn sincerity and touching, friendship and love in that stationery store.

Thankfully, this stationery store is like a timeless old record, still there, constantly playing songs belonging to different school days, attracting those boys and girls to come here, save the memories of youth, and take away all their favorite goods.

This stationery store has changed the style of the store, new and beautiful, the most attractive thing is that the decoration style is still a little kawaii, and it has been replaced by a store that is higher than before, and the logo of the overall stationery store is quite creative.

Chen Weiwei deliberately walked a few steps faster, and stopped at the door of this stationery store, which has been changed beyond recognition, and can not see any shadow before, the expanded store is very magnificent, and the stationery displayed in the transparent glass alone looks dozens more than before.

Chen Weiwei was able to stop because this stationery store still uses its previous name, and another important feature is that the owner likes to arrange flowers, and every day he puts a few bouquets of roses or lilies on the windowsill of the store.

Seeing these characteristics, Chen Weiwei is basically sure that this stationery store should still be the one she used to come to before, but the image packaging has been changed, and the boss should still be a more masculine tough guy, the slag on his face is always unclean, he always says that he likes such a vicissitudes of life, like a tough guy in European and American movies.

Chen Weiwei often teased this man when she was in school, saying that he was not suitable for opening a stationery store, but suitable for opening an outdoor goods store or California beef noodles.

Chen Weiwei pushed open the glass door of the stationery store and walked in, although after many years, she still recognized it at a glance, the stationery store owner who was sitting at the cashier at the door, the radiant and translucent mirror-like face, the reflective face said all these years, he was mixed with wind and water, eating and drinking spicy, and his clean chin was also telling, he had been completely captured by the literary atmosphere over the years, as for the style of those iron-blooded tough guys, he had already lost his armor in the accumulation of years.

What made Chen Weiwei a little disappointed was that this brother, who used to be commensurate with her brother and sister, did not have such good eyesight, and the polite and rigid greeting after entering the door made Chen Weiwei's pair of sharp ears suddenly feel a little disgusting.

It's not a weekend when school time, there are still scattered students in the stationery store to choose stationery, the stationery store is designed like a supermarket, subdividing each type of goods, rows of shelves, orderly placement, dazzling stationery.

"It's really a person who walks away from tea, do you think this man is like this now? It's all milk and stool wife, there is milk is the mother, think how I used to sponsor his shop, the old lady in school in addition to the weekend, almost every day once a day, ****** today to come in is like a stranger, this blind rhythm is like this, if I don't look for memories today, the ghost will come to his store"

Chen Weiwei walked to the front, stopped at the place that sold celebrity posters, the current star posters have been replaced by EXO, Girls' Generation, T-ara, Wu Yifan, compared to the previous number, now there are only a few, most of the beautiful pictures can be enjoyed on the iPad.

Chen Weiwei looked back and forth with the poster in her hand, and whispered in her mouth, those words that made Jinhong listen to it and didn't know how to answer, it is estimated that Chen Weiwei was excited and regarded Jinhong as Zixi, otherwise, she would definitely scold tactfully and implicitly, and scold more elegantly, at least she would not let Jinhong think that Chen Weiwei would behave so extreme when she was angry, and block the entire gender group in a circle.

Jinhong stood there and didn't say anything.

He really wanted to kindly remind Chen Weiwei that we came with good memories, not to find trouble, let alone to find fault and fight, but seeing that Chen Weiwei's face never improved, he didn't say anything.

Chen Weiwei looked back at the poster in her hand and flipped it a few times, and then put it back in its place, because in the last second, in her afterglow, a very beautiful crystal wax table had been stored.

This crystal wax table is like a needle, impartially pierced into Chen Weiwei's sensitive nerves.

She walked to the front of the row of shelves where the crystal candlesticks were placed, and Jinhong, who didn't want to be trained, pretended to pick out stationery and stayed where he was.

Looking at this beautiful crystal wax table on the counter, Chen Weiwei's brain cells traveled back to high school, when Chen Weiwei often bought such a wax table, and then on a dark and windy night, she hid in a room without lights and lit it.

Looking at the firelight from the wax table accompanied by heat, the solidified wax oil slowly melted and flowed down, just like the ruthless years burning our youth, in the painful experience and suffering, our young appearance will melt like an iceberg with the heat and pressure of life heating up more and more, and then in a cold, solidify again into an unrecognizable appearance.

She likes the moment when this wax table is lit, all the darkness around her is illuminated by the flickering firelight, she likes the warmth of the wax table, and she likes the way the wax table burns.

After stopping in front of the shelves for a long time, Chen Weiwei looked at the label with the price, carefully took the crystal wax table, and walked to the counter to prepare for the checkout.

Chen Weiwei was about to take out her wallet to pay the bill, but was startled by Jin Hong who rushed out of the gap in the counter.

Jin Hong took the money and was very active in paying the bill for Chen Weiwei, he felt that such a thing as paying the bill should be done on his own initiative, instead of waiting for his girlfriend to pay the bill, he would say, "You have paid, I will give you how much money"

Although Chen Weiwei did not officially admit to dating Jinhong, such an initiative still made Chen Weiwei feel very warm, but in her current opinion, it is not necessary.

"I understand your kindness, I bought more than just a crystal wax table, for me, it is to buy the purest and most beautiful memory I have here, so I will pay for it myself"

Chen Weiwei stopped Jinhong's hand holding the cash, and according to the price marked on the counter label, she took out 600 yuan and handed it to the blind boss at the cashier.

"We also have better souvenirs in the store than this crystal wax table, you can go and see if you like it?" Can be discounted"

The boss grabbed these red banknotes in his hand, and did not recognize Chen Weiwei in front of him, but he was a little happy and surprised by such a woman in uniform and generous in his eyes.

"I still have a crush on you, can you get a discount?"

In fact, for Chen Weiwei, even if she immediately took out her bank card and moved the entire stationery store home for display, it was more than enough, but she didn't like the contrived and fake appearance of the stationery store owner in front of her, especially for his ungrateful memory, some worries and resentment.

"I'm sorry, she's in a bad mood today"

Looking at Chen Weiwei and the stationery store owner, his face instantly turned cloudy, Jinhong felt that the smell of gunpowder with the smell of sulfur in the air was getting stronger and stronger, and hurriedly stepped forward to say more, and dragged Chen Weiwei out of the stationery store with a wax table.

Just after coming out, Jin Hong turned around and saw the stationery store owner, still staring at him through the glass, the kind of gaze in his eyes that can kill all microorganisms in the air and the four pests, which makes people shudder.

Chen Weiwei, who was dragged out of the stationery store, has long been accustomed to such actions, and she did not denounce Jinhong's behavior just now, whether she took advantage of herself in the name of righteousness and bravery.

She knew that what Jinhong did just now was for her own good, so she didn't care too much.

Chen Weiwei took the crystal wax table from Jinhong's hand, turned around and walked in the direction she came.

"Where are you going?"

Seeing that Chen Weiwei turned around and walked quickly in the direction of the campus, Jinhong ran a few steps to catch up.

"You are busy with your business, I am tired today and want to go home and rest"

Chen Weiwei heard what Jinhong said, but she didn't look back, just said that she needed to rest, leaving Jinhong alone and leaving here alone.

Jin Hong didn't know what he had done wrong, or what he did not make Chen Weiwei happy, he was thinking, if he had done it with the blind stationery store owner just now, maybe Chen Weiwei would feel that she was very courageous, very secure, and very manly, but these were already inconsequential afterthoughts.

Jinhong stood not far from the stationery store, looking at the back of Chen Weiwei leaving on this long street, lonely and thin to pity, the figure that was gradually moving away, reflected in Jinhong's pupils became more and more unclear.

When Chen Weiwei left, she kept holding the wax table in her hand, Jin Hong didn't know, in fact, Chen Weiwei was not complaining about him, but was afraid that if she stayed with him more, she would not be able to take care of herself emotionally, and she would treat him as a crutch for a lifetime, and she would plant him in her heart to blossom and bear fruit.

Chen Weiwei desperately warned herself that it was just the memories she had just evoked, the hallucinations that were entangled in her heart, and that it was not the truest emotion in her heart.

Jin Hong looked at Chen Weiwei like this, disappeared from his eyes, he left alone with some loss, he wanted to take advantage of Chen Weiwei's good mood today to confess his feelings to her, but before he could say the words left in his mouth, Chen Weiwei had already left.

His heart seems to be buried thickly by the falling leaves, and the heaviness of yellow hides the loneliness and loss of black, but who knows that in Jinhong's heart, this gorgeous yellow is the most cruel color now, and this color will be more depressing than black at this time, so depressed that people can't breathe, and even feel deprived of oxygen.

Jin Hong wandered alone on the streets at the beginning of the lights, the bustling streets were very lively, but he was only a single man.

He looked at the countless couples passing by, laughing and laughing, watching them fall in love with each other, retrograde between him {her}, and suddenly depraved to think that a person's life is nothing more than that.

Chen Weiwei is still the same as when she came, holding a candlestick in her hand and taking the subway back to her home in the second ring road.

"Mom, I'm back"

Chen Weiwei's mother couldn't believe that the voice she heard in her ears was the first time that Chen Weiwei came back from a trip to greet her after she was diagnosed with depression, and her tone was still so gentle and kind.

Although Chen Weiwei returned to her previous state after saying this, locking herself in the boudoir alone, as a mother, she is still very happy to see her daughter like this.

She sat on the sofa in the living room, listening to Chen Weiwei's "bang" and closing the door, and she couldn't close her mouth with a smile.

Chen Weiwei stayed alone in the room, sitting at the table and looking intently, the crystal wax table that she placed in the center of the desk, as if she saw the ignorant and young little girl in the dark night, just like this, did not turn on the light in the night, and watched the crystal wax table burn until there was nothing left, and the melted wax oil flowed onto the table, and finally it was not until she woke up that it would solidify into the shape of a starry sky.

will also naively make a grand wish to the crystal wax table, looking forward to a meteor that can pass in front of the window, looking forward to being able to ...... with Jinhong

Chen Weiwei couldn't help but think of Jinhong, thought of the love that was not contaminated with the dust of the world in high school, thought of the first kiss, she was not very sophisticated, and thought of when Jinhong held herself in her arms at that time, she still thought about giving him a child, wanted to enter the palace of marriage with him, and wanted to grow old with him in the long years unknown in the future. I once thought that all love could last forever as long as it was true to each other, but all this is the picture that our heads imagined before they were woken up by the cruelty of the world.

The smile on Chen Weiwei's face was like a flash in the pan, and after a short time, she returned to the previous paralyzed face that was slightly sweeter than bitter melon.

Chen Weiwei got up from the table, and wanted to use a lighter to light the crystal wax table, but at the moment she got up, her elbow was withdrawn, and she suddenly slipped a red and eye-catching invitation into her sight.

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