(a)

Since childhood, under the supervision of my grandfather, I have been familiar with the stories of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. On campus, he was surrounded by his classmates who told these stories, and his classmates called him "Old Master." ”

His love idea is the Zhou Cang thrush. Chang Xia is the girl who makes him feel like he can thrush in front of the mirror.

When he first received Chang Xia's call for help, it aroused pity in his heart and the tenderness and romance in his nature.

On the second day of Chang Xia's arrival, Bai Xian was going on a business trip, and he went to the following counties and took Chang Xia with him.

A grassroots marketing salesperson like Bai Xian is a pawn dispatched by the company at will, with no fixed place to live and peace of mind. They put their homes in boxes. Many years later, Chang Xia asked herself, if she had known this earlier, would she still have the courage to come?

The pharmaceutical company in the county wanted to hold a product recommendation meeting, so Bai Xian and the others arrived in advance, visited the pharmacy, and set up the venue. In the evening, they had to stay in a guest house.

When I arrived, it was evening, and the lights were on. Bai Xian carried a box in one hand and Chang Xia in the other, walking on the streets of the county seat, looking for suitable accommodation.

The pavement on both sides of the street was paved with large dark brown tiles, and in some places it collapsed into one piece, and when you stepped on it, a pool of sewage splashed out from the other side.

The lights in the doors on both sides of the street snack bar spread out, and one by one the lights went down, Chang Xia was in a trance and didn't know where he was? Looking at Bai Xian slightly in front, he was carrying a small light green box on his shoulder, and his other hand was in a backward position, holding her hand. She stretched out her hand slightly, and held a man's hand like this, as if she wanted to go with him all over the world.

(2) I found a place near the river to live, went to the snack bar to eat at random, and the two went to the bridge to sit down.

Sitting on the stone pier by the bridge, the river breeze blows, the turbid yellow river water looms in the night, and the night wind blows the river waves like an organ. On the shore there is a row of unnamed trees, spread out like banana leaves, and are shaded by the light.

Chang Xia stared at Bai Xian, all this was like a fairyland, and the fog was long.

It turns out that the happiness of two people in this world is really like a golden tassel under the sun, as if it is full of liquid. The happiness of small pieces, the joy of spring, in this world, two people.

This kind of joy can't be hidden, this kind of joy and happiness, like a child with his hand on the window pane ice flowers, those joys click slightly.

Chang Xia took off one of his sandals and put one of his bare feet on Bai Xian's lap.

"Take your stinky pig's feet off." Bai Xian patted Chang Xia's toes and said pretending to be angry. "No!" Chang Xia simply put his other foot on it, and his two bare feet rubbed against Bai Xian's lap, giggling non-stop.

Why is there a faint layer of melancholy between Bai Xian's eyebrows, which is hidden by the hazy street lights on the bridge, and also by Bai Xian himself. Chang Xia didn't notice it at all, immersed in her joy.

"Look, pig's feet, nails grow like this!" Bai Xian lowered his head and picked Chang Xia's toenails with his fingers, Bai Xian's neck was thick and short, and the broad shoulders below the neck were like sorghum land in the countryside, simple and thick.

And Changxia is a tender corn seedling, planted in the sorghum field. In the world, two thin men and women came together, and there were still many difficulties and how many beaches, at that time, there was no way to know.

But from then on, love is like a full moon, everywhere in each other's skies. She would take Bai Xian's hand and follow him to the cape, too.

Chang Xia wanted to stretch out two pig paws again, and crawled into Chang Xia's thick and short neck. "Hey, it's time to cut the pig's paws again." Bai Xian turned his head sideways and pinched the tips of Chang Xia's long nails: "Let's go, let's go back to the room and cut your nails." ”

"Where do you have scissors?" Chang Xia asked strangely.

"It's in the box, last time I went to your place, I saw that your toenails looked like mille-feuille, how can a girl's toenails grow like that? When I came back, I bought a small pair of scissors and kept them in the box all the time. ”

The last time Bai Xian went to Chang Xia, when he washed his feet, he saw Chang Xia's toenails stacked layer after layer, oh my God, this looks like a girl's toes, how do you wear sandals this summer?

Without hesitation, Bai Xian picked up the scissors on the table, broke Chang Xia's feet to his knees, lowered his head, and trimmed them seriously.

Perhaps, it was just like that, just a few days of getting along, Chang Xia decided to leave Shanghai, leave the marriage that was calculated for survival, listen to his inner voice, and follow Bai Xian.

Walking on the streets of the county during the day, Chang Xia saw the Hui'an girl in Shu Ting's poem, and imagined that it was a beautiful shadow of amber. However, when I saw it on the street, it was disappointing.

The face under the turban is black and old, with the high cheekbones, high forehead, thick and wide mouth of the Fujian people, and the expression is dull and dull. Chang Xia thought, probably because life is too heavy. She thought again, what about their love? What happens when the beauty in the poem meets reality?

(3) A few days later, Chang Xia followed Bai Xian back to Fucheng and lived in a bright house. Compared with Chang Xia's trip to Nanjing, I don't know how much higher.

Bai Xian's company office is a three-bedroom house, and for the convenience of business trips, they rent it near the train station. The kitchen is fully equipped with all the necessary equipment.

There was a room for the provincial manager, and when Rong Changxia arrived on the first day, the door happened to be open, and the first thing I saw was a large picture above the bed, and the woman in the photo, about thirty or forty years old, had very dark and thick hair, and was loosely clipped behind her head with a clip, long over her back.

Wearing a long silk red trench coat, a black long skirt underneath, in addition to this black and red, there is also a shiny long silver pendant hanging on the chest of the black sweater, which looks graceful.

Although her face bears the traces of a middle-aged woman's years, her outfit is like a middle-aged blooming red rose, which is more than enough. Behind her was a sea, and she stood on the beach. This is Bai Xian's top boss, Sister Sha, the provincial manager.

Chang Xia looked at it enviously, this is the heroine in the city, the same as the protagonist in the TV I saw in the town at that time. The city's tall buildings and buildings, cars and prosperity, charm and struggle. Sister Sha is such a protagonist, Chang Xia couldn't help but feel a little excited, "I finally came into contact with this kind of life." ”

It was as if the house belonged to just the two of them. Paek Hyun cooks in the kitchen. Wear an apron. It was hot, and I saw him stretching out his arm from time to time, wiping the sweat drops that were falling from his forehead.

Chang Xia looked at his side face. The curvature of this half of the cheek is slightly inconsistent with the solitary degree of the other half of the cheek, and it is thinner. This half of the face shows the full arc of a young boy. This is a stern line that has not been carved into stern lines by the wind and frost of life. Therefore, on the side of the face, I often can't help but show a cheerful and relaxed look, as if there is a dimple, and the smile is looming.

When Chang Xia walked with him, he saw his side face many times, as if he was satisfied with something, and smiled appreciatively.

Chang Xia asked him strangely, "Do you have anything to be happy about?" Seems to be laughing all the time. He replied, "There's no need to keep crying!" ”

Although Bai Xian's face was a slightly childish face of a boy in his twenties, his speech was far beyond the maturity of his age. It's like a little adult. Chang Xia remembered that Enling said this when he first saw Bai Xian.