Chapter 9 The Fear of Meeting is a Dream
Chapter 9 last mentioned that the two met at the station.
(1) Chang Xia was put under Bai Xian's shoulders and shook his hand at the "secret agents" who were grimacing.
Many years later, Chang Xiaxia recalled that moment and still felt very beautiful, like the pure Milky Way in the Arctic sky; It's like a fragrance that is rare in the world.
At this time, you are beautiful, bright eyes. The smile on her rosy and soft lips is like ripples in the crystal.
Chang Xia Xia is finally here, maybe the original ordinary love is so beautiful because of all kinds of barriers.
He said he would always remember that month and day. The way she looked that day. With ear-length black hair, he wears a plain white shirt on his upper body and a floral lilac dress underneath. Elegant and graceful. Heavenly Fairy.
"Since parting, I have met with memories, and I have dreamed of the same soul with you a few times, and I am afraid that the meeting will be in a dream tonight."
(b)
Under the moon, the matchmaker tied a thread to a person's sleeve and pulled this gossamer through to find another person in the world.
How many rivers, how many streets, how many cities, how many railways to cross, the line was broken almost before it arrived.
So how many people in this world have never met their love and met their other half left in this world.
They meet just a man or a woman living together in marriage.
Perhaps every individual may have a trace of coldness hidden in their hearts after leaving their mother's body, waiting for the last person to melt themselves.
Chang Xia seemed to have waited for the last person to come.
But how many mistakes she made before the last man arrived. He almost lost the opportunity to wait for him forever.
Before meeting Bai Xian, Chang Xia's dark story, starting from the beginning, still needs to pluck the strings back to a few years ago.
On this day, on the quiet street at night, Wu Min, who was riding a bicycle home from the night shift, saw a girl standing under the street lamp, and the street lamp gave her a lonely look on her face.
He worked the night shift for a week, and he could see this girl for several days.
Sometimes she walked alone with her head down, sometimes she leaned on the railing waiting for the bus, her blank eyes like a dark alley.
Just now, in the single house. "Let's go, let's dance." Chun Shan and En Ling were dressed beautifully, looking at their makeup in the front and back mirrors, and the two planned to go to the dance hall in the town together, only to see Chang Xia shrinking in front of their table, only to see her silent back. The two of them glanced at each other, each carrying their bags, and went out.
In the dormitory, she was like a lonely aquatic plant that grew at the water's edge, with a thin neck.
All public activities are not interesting in the summer. She fell into a state of depression again.
She walked out of the single house alone, wandering down the street in a daze.
The buildings of the town are trees of different heights on the hills, falling silently in the silent night.
A sparse asphalt road, solidified and clean, lay out there. Occasionally, a hurried night shift in the background makes the town seem more quiet.
At an intersection, the only two traffic lights are swapping open and closed eyes at intervals.
As soon as he opened his eyes and closed, Chang Xia didn't know how long he had been in the town? One month? Two months? Half? It looks like there's no end.
He, an unmarried man, was in a public place, keeping an eye out for what appeared to be an unmarried woman.
He vaguely remembered that a few days ago, in the reading room of the library, he saw this girl, standing on the seat with her upper body hunched and tilting her head and eagerly flipping through the newspaper. Then he leaned over and copied something under the newspaper. It's always a little weird.
At this time, her loneliness can be seen by everyone. He judged that she would not refuse, and she was like an open room in the streets, and anyone could come in at will.
"Why are you alone, I'll send you back!" He pushed his bike closer and said.
Chang Xia stopped there, a lonely and sad person, looking at this strange face with a smirk. On the contrary, she felt a kind of relief in her heart, and a figure finally came in the vast foggy field.
The two walked silently to the door of Shan Su, and when they said goodbye, "Would you like to watch a movie tomorrow?" He said.
She looked at him in a daze, and could only see his lips. The spirit of her wandering in the streets this night was like a witch's spell.
(c)
Last time, it was said that Wu Min sent Chang Xia back who was wandering the streets and asked her to watch a movie.
"In the middle of the dark passage, I bumped into this man. It's like running down a wet aisle on a rainy day, with a raincoat hanging at the end of the walk. In a panic, I put this raincoat on my body. ”
Wearing a blue overall, a fancy yellow scarf around her neck, and to make matters worse, a strange red and green hat on her head, she put everything she could see and thought she was beautiful in different parts of her body.
She was dressed like this, and she thought she was beautiful, and she didn't squint at the gazes cast by passers-by.
At the door of the movie theater, he saw her strange monkey-like dress from a distance, he pulled the corners of his mouth and crooked it, laughed, and then hurriedly ran away from the corners of his mouth.
"Old peasant," he said with disdain in his heart.
For Chang Xia, who had just left the countryside, he still maintained a kind of pride in being a city man in his heart.
Chang Xia smiled shyly when he saw him at the door of the movie theater.
He was wearing a milky white suit and jeans, and compared to her rustic style, he was the gentleness and cleanliness that a city man should have. Since he was a child, he has a town hukou and pure blood, and he always looks down on such "mixed-blood" city people from the countryside.
After watching the movie, the moon revealed a faint bud white from the gap between the weeping willows, and there seemed to be a viscous liquid in the air, which was so thick that Chang Xia didn't want to tear it off.
He invited her to sit down in his neighborhood.
Chang Xia was silent, did not refuse, and did not agree.
He knew the incompetence of this "stray cat".
"Let's go." He said. She followed.
Walking on the road, the weeping willows are clinging, the flower beds are fragrant and charming, all of this, like making people drink dizzy and thick liquid juice, the two went upstairs.
(iv)
It was a quiet neighborhood, and his parents had prepared a small one-bedroom house for him to get married. Units are divided, and some money is symbolically given. This is the benefit of large enterprises.
A quiet and quiet room. He cleaned up unusually neatly, and the light blue curtains covered the dust outside... There is a bookcase in the corner.
The books in the cupboard are neatly arranged like soldiers with their hands and feet. There was nothing on the table except a teacup. A long, shiny spoon in a teacup. The pale blue checkered sheets are half-new, but they are straight and straight.
"I don't want to go". The small room seemed to be like a piece of blue water, spooned down in all directions and put into a spacious box.
She lay quietly on the water, covered with a soft white down back, and the quiet room had a bewildering appeal.
There are creatures floating in the air that are invisible to the naked eye. Piercing into her nostrils and swimming into her soul.
But he was in the room.
Chang Xia saw the smile on his face. Seeing this smile, she knew that he was really not a handsome man. There was even something ugly, full of broken teeth, and he tried to hide it to make his smile look ghostly.
She tries to ignore the discomfort of accepting strangers sensually.