(a)

The chrysanthemum girl stood beside Chang Xia and patiently taught her, "First of all, you have to register an account. ”

At that time, QQ was not as common as it is now, and its earliest full name should have been "QICQ".

A vast world will emerge from the mysterious screen.

In the world where the earth is vast and the river flows, which carriage will carry you away? Who will meet you!

"What's your name? Give yourself a screen name! ”

"Screen name?" Chang Xia was confused, with a blank look, "What a screen name, I already have a name." ”

"That's your name in reality, not in school. Now, what name do you want, you see that I have a lot of netizens, what a bird of paradise, etc.,"

Chang Xia scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "I really don't know how to do it!" You can come up with a name for me! “

"Let me fetch it for you?" The chrysanthemum girl smiled and thought for a while: "There is a poem called 'Who is with the degree of Jinse Nianhua, Yueqiao Flower Courtyard, locked window Zhuhu, only spring knows the place', hey, then it's called 'Jinse Year', how about it?" ”“

Chang Xia doesn't know what is good or not, but I just think that the ones taken from the poems are very good, they are all girls who like to memorize Tang poems and Song lyrics in their spare time.

Watching the chrysanthemum girl tap on the keyboard, she only felt dazzled, so she simply asked the chrysanthemum girl to sit down and stood aside by herself.

"Hee-hee, that's settled." The chrysanthemum girl was very happy, and her voice contained a crisp sound like jade. continued to tap on the keyboard for Chang Xia.

This girl who watches an Internet café may not know it, but at the moment when she chanted this name, she had moved Chang Xia's life track to a position.

"Jin Se year". Chang Xia whispered. In Chang Xia's life, a mysterious note that is connected with the fate of the underworld appears. It was like standing under the gloomy and desolate ancient castle of fate, and a butterfly flew over its shoulder, but Chang Xia at that time would not meet the future.

She didn't know that just when she set this name, there was already a mysterious silk thread tied to her body in the vast desert outer space.

Just imagine, if she doesn't call this name, she will be in the flowing sand river of the Internet, will someone click on it?

It can be said that her name first met the person on the Internet, and then, it was she who met her.

It's like a person walking on the road and looking at it from a distance, the first thing you see is the style of the hat she wears, the color of the clothes she wears, and then you can see the facial features of that person when you get closer.

Think about it, if she wasn't wearing the coat with that name, how could she have a way to get that person to meet her online?

It's only a matter of moments. She would marry another man and have children; He would marry another woman and have children. Encounters have always been accidental, if not, in the blink of an eye, it is thousands of miles away.

Looking back on the encounter, it seems to be a thrilling, because the encounter between molecules and molecules is too accidental, and when I always look back, the heavy city is gone, and only the cold river is left outside the sky, faintly two or three river trees.

It's also like a modern urban myth, "Before leaving, give you Xiao, if you want to see me, blow it by the river at dawn, and I'll come." ”

(b)

The only internet café in the town is full of young faces, and it would be more appropriate to say that most of them are single, mostly with secret wishes.

The young people in the Internet café were in a hurry, constantly clicking to accept the bouquets thrown by visitors from all over the world. Chang Xia sat in the middle of it, completely forgetting the outside world.

The birds in the Internet café don't have beaks, but the birds without beaks are chirping, and the fine lines like waves push the boat, and there are flowers blooming and falling. Everybody's greedily staring at the screen, everybody's ten fingers are playing non-stop.

The coughing sound of friends going online and the chattering of chat messages all made these people feel like they were in a demon's way.

Every time the little penguin knocks on the door, the morning light and the tide rise and fall in the heart; In an instant, it was dusk, as if coming to an island shrouded in twilight. I don't feel the time passing.

Just as she was busy on the Internet, another dialog box came: "Hey, hello! ”

She didn't hesitate to click close.

"Why did you close the dialog?" The other party asked menacingly. She didn't care about explaining and answering, her eyes were fixed on the computer screen, her flexible hands kept tapping on the keyboard, sometimes smiling like a spring breeze, and sometimes frowning and sighing.

After a while, she turned around and asked him: "I'm sorry, just now, I was too busy, did you find a netizen?" ”

"Not yet." The dialogue replied.

Looking at his screen name, blue, it makes people have a melancholy and romantic feeling.

"What do you do?" Chang Xia, a nurse in the small town, asked.

At this time, chatting online, asking the other party how old they are, what they do, which city, what hobbies they have, and other things of the eighteenth generation of their ancestors are eager to know.

On the Internet, the sun, moon, stars, work, interests, income, etc., have matched the goals they are secretly looking for.

He replied to be in the machinery business. There are too many people who claim to be doing business on the Internet, and those who do business are rich, and they feel that they can mow a wave of netizens, but she is not interested, "I'm sorry, I have to go, I'll wait for a netizen to ask about the postgraduate entrance examination." Chang Xia replied on the Internet.

"Okay, let's talk about it next time, I'm also going to take the graduate school entrance examination this year, but I don't have much hope."

This suddenly aroused Chang Xia's curiosity, but he stopped and lingered, tapping on the keyboard: "Aren't you in business?" Doing business is to make money, how can you think about going to graduate school! ”

"Doing business is not the ultimate goal, it's just a material basis. I still want to go to graduate school, and after I get my degree, I will become a university teacher, go out and write something, and that kind of life should be more pleasant! ”

According to Bluesong himself, he was originally a foreign trade English major, but after resigning, he opened a small company, and now he is a small success.

If those are true, then for Chang Xia, who lives in a small town, it is already a Tang legend. The people in the town are all going to work according to the rules and clocks, and live a stable life in a large enterprise, who dares to break the invisible transparent glass tank and go outside!

Chang Xia spring breeze is full of farewell.

On the second day, "Today, after the night shift, I went back to the dormitory, and a girl got married from the dormitory. It's time for me to get married, too. Youth moves forward mercilessly, and in order to pursue more things, I can't even get the most ordinary happiness. Chang Xia said sadly to Bluesong, who else can she talk to, only illusory netizens.

The unreal skimmed off all the concealment of reality, but it was the most real.

"Huh! I want to get married! You can be my girlfriend! In the QQ conversation box, bluesong knocked on the road as if it were real or fake.

Holding the phone number he left on the Internet, after dialing it in the IC phone booth outside the hospital, it was the kind of voice that was slightly hoarse and made Chang Xia like to listen. This was followed by the exchange of photos.

Chang Xia couldn't wait to open the envelope, and a handsome young man with a head of about 1.7 or 8 meters appeared from behind the envelope.

In a nearby city, after resigning, he started a small company by himself, with property, industry, house, and appearance, which should be the object of many girls' favorites. His legend, Chang Xia suddenly felt a little inferior, low to the dust.

In this way, "online dating" is like a ballet swan lake dancing on the stage where the curtain slowly opens to both sides, and the beautiful swan stands on tiptoe and flies with its arms outstretched.