On the night of this day, I met Xie Duan.

When she appeared, she was the same as she was a few years ago, with long inky hair, a plain little face, and eyes like black crystals soaked in clear water.

I could even smell her peculiar fragrance, the best rose dew, which was killed by her grinning mouthful, and she said, "I grew up eating flowers."

At that time, I still nicknamed her, Duanduan.

Whatever you want to eat for lunch today, I'll bring it for you.

The Lord of the Rings is released, let's go see it together.

If Teacher Duan Duan is named, you can help me answer the name.

End-to-end ......

Now she is coming to me, and I have no way back.

"Zhuang Ning, are you satisfied?" She said softly, her tone was mysterious and intimate, as if many years ago, she shared with me the little secrets between girls: "Are you satisfied, no?" "

Getting closer and closer, close to the point that the physical distance is equal to zero, strange I can still see her, overwhelming, it is her white face, and her gradually, declining smile: "Zhuang Ning, are you satisfied?" "

When I woke up and saw the shadows of the withered branches on the wall, I reached out and turned on the bedside lamp, got out of bed barefoot, and turned on all the lights in the room.

That's not Xie Duan in reality, Xie Duan in reality hugged me and burst into tears when she got married: "Zhuang Ning, you are my best friend." "

But she's dead, and the dead know everything, yes, everything.

The room was so quiet, and the lights were white and dumb. Outside the window, suddenly a car drove past with a mournful chirping.

The next day, when I washed my face, I first applied hot water to my eyes, then cold water, and so on, and the magazine said that the most effective way to treat dark circles was this, but it didn't work for me.

At this time, it was still early, and there were sanitation workers at the door sweeping away the floating ash, and the early spring morning was quite a little chilly that pierced the skin. As soon as I got out of the community, I saw Qi Xiang standing on the curb by the car, wearing a suit and leather shoes, but holding two paper cups in his hands, steaming, and handed me a cup when he saw me coming: "Didn't you sleep well last night?" "

I subconsciously reached out and touched my face, the powder caught up with the thickness of the city wall, is it still visible?

From afar, I could smell the strong aroma of coffee in his hand, and when I thought about drinking this thing early in the morning, my stomach was panicked, and I wanted to vomit.

"Yours is soy milk, freshly ground." Qi Xiang turned to open the car door and said to me.

I got in the car and lifted the lid of the cup, and sure enough, it was a thick white pulp juice, light and warm, and after drinking two sips, I felt a lot of energy and my stomach was comfortable. I sat in the passenger seat, looked at his side face, and turned my head:

"You haven't forgotten the agreement, have you?"

He didn't look at me, and answered the question after two seconds, and his tone seemed to be joking with me: "Lawyer Zhuang, if you say one more thing, please get out of the car and walk to the Civil Affairs Bureau by yourself." "

"I'm just reminding you."

"There's a place for your professionalism to play out, and I don't like to be told the same thing multiple times."

"Okay, okay." The discomfort from insomnia came back to me, and I compromised.

Qi Xiang turned his face slightly, and before I closed my eyes, I caught a glimpse of his obviously forbearant expression, and I wanted to say something, but I still didn't say anything after all. I shrank back and closed my eyes.

Qi Xiang and I sat on the bench of the District Civil Affairs Bureau, waiting to receive the PASS card together.

My ex-husband-to-be has always been a person who is not in a hurry, and although it was close to noon at that time, the staff's eagerness for lunch was probably not inferior to that of any of the people in the room who longed for marriage, or getting rid of it.

In this case, according to Maslow's theory, if we can't get on the wheel before the other party's lower needs, such as hunger, and higher needs, such as the sense of professional mission, we have to wait for the afternoon to run again.

I kept looking at the clock on the wall, and Qi Xiang sat on my left-hand side, looking like a returnee in the great spring light, calm and indifferent, as if the scenery along the way was downplayed, and everyone was separated by a thin and light layer of boredom. I've known him for seven or eight years, and half of that time I've been married, and he's been in this state all the time as long as he's a little silent.

I had a rose-colored diamond ring on my ring finger on the hand I was close to, and the last time I saw it was two days ago in the same office.

"Zhuang Ning, I want to know before signing." His slender and clean fingers pressed on the thin few pages and looked up at me, "Is there a chance to hear your explanation of that night?" "

"What do you hear?"

"I don't know." He leaned back in his chair and shrugged, "Curious." Or ......"

The phone rang suddenly, and the assistant's clear voice came out:

"Mr. Qi, Miss Jiang's phone, do you want to pick it up for you?"

"Please wait a minute." Qi Xiang quickly finished speaking, and when he cut off the call, I had already gotten up and straightened my skirt: "Then I'll go first." The morning after tomorrow, don't forget. And this. "

I took off the ring and put it on the piece of paper.

"You don't have to." He looked at it, stretched out his hand and pushed it back in front of my eyes, and the beautiful metal circle turned around for two weeks, reflecting a faint arc of light: "Lawyer Zhuang, this is a gift in the property law, I have no right to take it back, you can keep a souvenir." "

Rights and remembrance are obviously two different things, and they do not constitute cause and effect. So I said:

"I know so, you may think it's hypocritical, but I want everything to be clear – and I'm going to get married someday."

He paused for a second or two: "That's right." "

Then he took the ring in his hand, got up and pushed open the windowpane, and I watched as he threw it down the eighteenth floor.

I'll admit, I suddenly felt very frustrated at that moment. Frustration only.

"Share."

He turned his face to me and smiled, "Huh? "

I couldn't say anything when I looked at him with such a relaxed smile.

A staff member stood at the door of the registration office, knocked on the door panel, and said, "Everyone, we are almost at the end of the day, and we will handle the last pair in the morning." "

The complaint immediately felt like the fur that had been passed by the static current, and the uproar suddenly began: "What's the matter, we have an appointment!" "

"What are your efficiency?"

Qi Xiang looked back, and then said to me: "Zhuang Ning, are you very lucky, we just caught up." "

"Each other, each other." I've adjusted: "Let's go in." "

At the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Qi Xiang said: "Where are you going, I will send you." "

"No, I want to go home, just take a taxi. Besides, don't you have an urgent business in the afternoon? "

He didn't insist, and if he met my parents when he went back, both of them would be embarrassed. Is there a deal to buy or sell? Black humor.

My decision was actually not quite correct, because the brother I met was very strong, and someone in the car stereo was trembling and singing, it doesn't matter, I don't care. During the song, I saw this young chivalrous man slamming off the front of the car, and the taxi risked into another road.

I have a so-called. Everyone is not filming the speed of life and death, I just go home for a meal. This person doesn't have to think of a taxi as a formula so ecstatic.

"Look, miss." He also took the time to chat with me: "It's not easy to do what we do, you know the recent rise in global oil prices, right? "

"Hmm."

"But it's difficult to do anything now, a friend of mine is in an export company, the dollar is depreciating, the unit is about to go out of business, and now he complains to me every day, gold is rising fast, and there is no capital."

"Oh."

My brother I listened to give me a lesson in international finance, and while staring at his hands on the steering wheel, my wrists began to ache faintly, hurting my muscles and bones, and it has been almost exactly 100 days since today.

"Miss, what do you do?"

"Me? Unemployed vagrants, fools. "

"Haha, just tease me. Let me tell you, I look at people very accurately, you are a special blessing at a glance, you have made a fortune, and your husband still loves you very much. "

I thought, just rush to him for the last sentence, so unreliable, I'll have to ask him for ** later.

But when I got out of the car, I still forgot. Through the car window, I saw Aunt Shen holding a letter at the entrance of the community.

"Xiao Ning, you came just in time." She looked up and saw me getting out of the car, and said with a smile, "Sibo has a letter, there is a postcard sent to you." "

I looked at her smiling face, flattered for a moment, and didn't know what to answer. Once met me on the road and called Aunt Shen, she often only scribbled her eyes here, so as to make a cold response; Once she said to me desolate and maliciously, she wants to be with my son? Next life.

Those moments weren't far from here, and I can even remember how I felt. After the first few times, when I saw her from a distance, I took a detour.

Right now, the other party was carrying three or two plastic bags, and it looked like she had just returned from the supermarket, so I took it from her: "I'll send it back to you." "

"I'm sorry for you." She didn't refuse, and chatted with me as she walked: "Just came back from outside? "

"Hey."

"Have you eaten?"

"I haven't bothered yet."

"You kid, you've worked hard in everything you have been doing since you were a child, and you've forgotten to sleep and eat so much." She smiled kindly, as she did many years ago: "At that time, we said that after Xiao Ning, there will definitely be a future." "

I'm divorced and forgot to eat? It's a joke to tell.

"...... I still remember that you came to Sibo to do your homework, held your little schoolbag, and called me auntie at the door very politely......"

Yes, then I took off my shoes and pushed open the door of Shen Sibo's bedroom, it was a room with the window open to the west, every sunny day at dusk, there was a large cloud of golden sunset sunshine pouring in, they were pulled out of the blazing bones, and spread out softly, like an unhurried small ** before it got dark.

At that time, Shen Sibo was sitting in front of the window, reading a book or doing homework, listening to the sound of me pushing the door, he didn't have to look back, he stretched out his hand to pull out a chair, I walked over and sat down beside him.

And, four years ago in that room - I was ** all over, wearing only one coat, and the long sleeves were like a dead snake, hanging down indiscriminately. All the blood rushed to my face, and I slapped it in the face.

On Shen Sibo's delicate face, red marks slowly appeared, and he stood there and said, "I'm sorry, Zhuang Ning." "

Every word is clear.

The hot anger faded, and the cold sorrow flowed backwards into the limbs. After so many years, it has never subsided--I felt like a small electric current was running down my back, straightened up, and coughed softly.

Aunt Shen in front of her shook her head: "How fast the time is, you are all so old in a blink of an eye." "

In front of the Shen family's courtyard, she took the key to open the door, and said, "Your Uncle Shen just came back, and I haven't seen you for many years, come in and sit." "

"Oh, no, Auntie, next time." I tried my best to smile like a little girl who was blind to the city in front of her elders: "I hurried back to order a bowl of noodles, I couldn't be hungry." "

She didn't hold back much, I turned around and took two steps, and she called me from behind: "Hey, Xiao Ning." "

When I turned around, she pulled out a postcard from the parcel and handed it over, laughing, "Yours, why did you forget?" "

I put the postcard in my mouth and opened the door, my parents were in the unit at this time, and the house was quiet like the expression of an elderly person in the afternoon sun. The owl wall clock on the wall threw me a sneaky glance.

Changing shoes, shedding my hair, going to the kitchen to boil water, opening the refrigerator to find noodles, and walking through the cupboards, I saw myself in the glass like a female ghost with a dowagon on her face.

After a pause, I smiled at myself, took the card in my hand, and went back to my room to sit down and look at it. The picture is a gentle and dim canal and ancient buildings, and this static scene has a quiet demeanor, objective, and has no sorrows or joys.

Flip it over, it's a font that I'm familiar with and haven't seen for a long time, except for the title and the paragraph, there is only one line of words:

"Arrived, everything went well, hope to stay in touch."

I looked at it twice, opened the drawer and threw it in.

"What did I say when you got married? The man looks like that, you can't look at it, you look at the present. "At dinner, my mom was at the dinner table and started talking about the clichés of recent times.

She's always been like this, and she doesn't hesitate to go over and over to talk until she convinces you. So many years of professional habits.

"Your daughter and I don't lack anything." I answered her, even though I answered the same as if I didn't.

"Can men be the same as women? Do I see this kind of thing very often? When a woman gets married......"

"Okay, Mom, can you not talk about this at dinner?"

"Can you not talk about it? You don't know, when I go out for a walk, people ask, how is your daughter? What do you want me to say? Say, divorced! My mother's expression was like a petitioner: "You haven't given birth yet, your mother and I will work in the Women's Federation, after more than 20 years, your marriage is not mediated well, tomorrow I will go to apply for retirement, don't lose this person in the future!" "

The more she talked, the more upset she became, and when she scooped the soup halfway, she threw the spoon into the basin. I went back ten years, and I was so scared that I couldn't breathe even when I encountered this kind of situation. But at the moment, I only calmly ate one bite of my meal: "Then you can retire and give way to the younger generation." "

"Your generation?" She scoffed: "Imprudent, willful, and irresponsible." "

Before I answered, my dad raised his head and frowned: "Eat and eat, what's the use of talking about these hindsights?" "

He has been in the Commission for Discipline Inspection for so many years, and his expression is particularly intimidating when he is a little embarrassed, and he doesn't talk much, but it is like a cover in a cover, and he has five sentences in one sentence. He then asked me, "Have you been busy at work lately?" "

"That's it, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Mom angrily put a piece of pork ribs into my bowl: "The person is thin and hairy, and he asked what was wrong." "

I couldn't laugh or cry, my mother has always had a lot of vocabulary and a special image.

"It's not such an exaggeration."

"Your mom is right." My dad looked at me and said, "Whatever happens, take care of yourself." "

I put my chopsticks in the rice, and I didn't know how to react. I'm not used to them being like this, paying attention to the details of life.

Maybe it's because of my age, they didn't care much about me before, my dad was in the Commission for Discipline Inspection and my mother was in the Women's Federation, and they couldn't finish the investigations all day long. When I was a child, I felt that in addition to studying, my dad's biggest concern for me was whether to cry when I was injected, and when I cried, he would discipline me and not be strong.

When I had my first menstrual period, my mother was in full swing in a certain village with the unit's women's education, and when she came back, her voice was out of her voice, and she didn't have time to talk too much.

I already had a certain level of theory at that time, and I didn't let anyone know, I bought a sanitary napkin pad, but due to lack of experience, I wore a small white skirt to school the next day, and I couldn't stand up at all after school.

That day, my lower abdomen hurt very badly, and when I went back to get the key and opened the door, the house was empty, and a gust of wind blew through the hall, and my tears fell.

Shen Sibo looked at me like that, and didn't say much, took me back to his house, poured me a cup of hot water, and the next thing I remember was that the egg fried rice that his nanny scrambled at that time was somehow delicious to that extent.

My mom stopped for a moment, in the end she was still a little unsatisfied, after eating Dad pushed away the dishes and chopsticks to watch TV in the living room, she continued to comment:

"I told you Xiao Ning, I can't care about your divorce, but you have to reflect on this matter."

"Okay." I said, "I'll write a thousand-word thought report to you another day." "

"Don't be poor with me, I don't know you?" She scoffed: "Marrying Qi Xiang, you were not right in terms of motives at all, it was a mistake." "

"Mom, that's what you said. What do others think of your daughter when they hear it? What does it mean to have the wrong motive? Did I kill for money? "

She was dumbfounded for a while, got up to clean up, and said after a few seconds: "Forget me, don't I, talk to you at home?" Husband, if you are not satisfied, you have to admit your mother, no matter how verbose you are. "

She said so, and I can't tell her - yes, my motives were not pure back then, and Qi Xiang didn't know how pure it was, so I asked him why did you choose me? He replied to me, "It's easy, because you look like my ex-girlfriend."

His ex-girlfriend, the woman named Jiang Ling. The day he threw away the ring, I heard her waiting on the other end of the line, and he had been waiting for her for years.

After dinner, I watched the news with my dad, and the Olympic flame was being carried all the way to Germany, where it was being blocked and rioted.

Back at home, someone posted on the forum, and Merkel met privately with a religious leader.

As I browsed, I silently thought, did I like it once, but in the end it must disappoint you so much?

I didn't sleep well yesterday, so I lay down after sending an email to Shen Sibo, and swallowed a slice of sleep to prevent insomnia.

The roar of a piling rig came from a distance, and because of the considerable distance, the volume was very slight, driving away the usual unearthly silence, and I was quickly confused.

I don't know how long it took, as if I heard someone knocking on the door outside, there was panic and noise far and near, and the soles of slippers "clicked" on the aisle, and the voices began to boil. Then the lights came on, and many voices shouted in my ear: "Rounds! Rounds! "

I was quite frightened, and tried to get up, but it seemed that I was firmly bound by twelve ropes, and I could not move at all.

Then Xie Duan's face appeared, like a light slowly rising from the dark bottom of the water. The strange thing is that I looked at her, but gradually calmed down, as if I went back to many years ago, at the door of the 313 dormitory in Building 28 of L University, I held the handle of the suitcase and dragged it in front of me, while pushing open the door that still smelled of varnish.

She sat at the window at that moment, holding a copy of Fielding's Amelia, and the clear white sunlight fell on her little shoulder. This picture is like a quiet little cutscene in the whispers of autumn.

Hearing the sound and looking up, there was a two-second confusion in the girl's eyes. But then, she smiled at me:

"You're here?"