Zuo Chongdao made a gesture and told Jiang Jiang to continue.

"Every inch of grass that the fawn stepped on in February made everything beautiful. Seeing you in front of you, I want to be silent, I want impatience to understand everything. I think the most terrible thing is not knowing your own heart, how to distinguish between you and you, or to place it at will. ”

"I don't want to remember what you look like, and I want sometimes, I feel like you. It can be done in moderation, not everyone will be very easy, why increase the burden, indeed, why not meet at the beginning, since we did not meet in front of the mountain, then we will no longer meet after the mountain. ”

"That being said, I can't control my dreams, and since that night, I've put you first, because I've been thinking about what it's like, I want to figure out what it's like to be in my heart, and I just pass by, how can I leave so many thoughts."

"The more I resisted, the more noisy you became, and I thought I could forget and stop being disturbed by dreams. So I called you, asked you out, you chose a coffee shop you frequented, and I ordered a cup of American cuisine that I used to drink. “

"I said goodbye in a hurry a few times, I don't know how to describe it, but there is always a feeling of self-evidentness."

"You smiled politely, took a sip of coffee, and answered me." Maybe we've seen each other more than just a few times, or maybe we've known each other before, or we've taken classes together. "No, I should remember it well." "Then since we have time today, let's take a walk together." "How about going to the library?" "Of course you can" You and I talked a lot about our respective lives and personalities on the way, what we liked. ”

I was surprised when I saw you reading: "You are actually reading Jiang's "Seventy-Seven Years of God"" "What's the matter, is there any problem?" I like to read his books, very delicate, very rough, very sad and very happy" "Your review can be said to be very comprehensive and in place! "Do you love to read his books, too?" "It can be said that he is his number one fan, by the way, do you know him" "I just like his books very much, he is a person, I have searched, but there is no information, do you know him very well?" I'm trying to make sense of it all. ”

So I say to you, "I know him very well, I can't find any information about him on the Internet, he hides himself as if he is forever lonely, no one knows his age, his appearance, his personality." It just so happens that I am a writer again, and my style is very similar to him, mixed with joy and sorrow, and it is the same to say that he should end sadly."

"His poem 'Don't take the love negatively, the love is negative again, the king doesn't know', you can see that he writes very delicately and very sadly. Still, his prose is very delicate, but the love prose is a little rougher. "You know him so well." "Haha, yes, am I talking too much? That smile of yours makes the fawns on my prairie run around. ”

I subconsciously said the sentence: "I want to tell you everything I know, I want you to understand my mind, I want to ......" after silence. At that moment, you gagged me with three words: "I understand." ”

Zuo Chongdao continued to nod with satisfaction; "You go on!"

"Seeing you for the first time in January, the beginning of all luck and misfortune."

"I don't like to send documents by email, I like to write what I want to write and write what I want to say. In the environment of the electronic age, I hope that my pen can catch up with Mr. Lu Xun's pace, but Mr. Lu Xun's pen is a weapon, and my pen is just a writer's pen. ”

"I walked to the publishing house every day, read the books I had written in the past, and found that I hadn't published any more books for a long time, and the last one was "The Seventy-Seven Years of God". I greeted everyone in the club, and the only one who knew me was the proofreading department. It was just an ordinary day, I walked into the editor-in-chief's office on the front foot, and a girl on the back foot chased after me and asked, "Is this Qinglin Wenyuan Publishing House?" The minister replied to the girl: "This is Qinglin Wenyuan Publishing House, and the publishing house you are looking for is in Qinglin East District." I stopped the girl, she was beautiful, she smiled at me, I greeted her with a smile, showed her the way, she thanked me. ”

"Maybe that's when everything changed. I watched her leave with "The Seventy-Seven Years of God" in her hand, and I smiled helplessly. As usual, I read the book I wrote in the bookstore and went back. ”

"The next day, when I was idle and bored, I asked the minister to go to the beach and go out for a walk, and coincidentally, I saw the girl again."

She looked down at the note in her hand, looked up again, and said, "Yes, that's right, it's this publishing house!" She still had the book in her hand, and I wanted to go over and say hello, but after thinking about it, I still forgot it. I looked at her face and suddenly smiled.

At this point, Jiang Jiang stopped all his words and raised his head to look ahead.

Zuo Chongdao asked in disbelief; "It's over? January is a bit short! ”

Jiang Jiang suddenly asked; "Do you want to keep listening?"

"Of course!" Zuo Chongdao replied without hesitation.

Jiang Jiang continued to lower his head and said that it was not over yet.

"You were noisy before you left, cars passing by on the street, the sun was warm, and you didn't leave any sign of leaving.

"I can no longer trace your footprints, you took my hand and followed my footprints in the snow as if it were just yesterday, not long. I still have the same as usual, I can't see the light, and every morning I wake up and open a bottle of Corona. ”

"What should I do, the person who suddenly broke into my life is gone, but still occupies my nights and dreams. I'm lying on the bed, with a picture of you at the head of the bed, wiping off the dust, and the book next to me is out of a special edition because of you, as if everything is there, everything is not there. ”

"How many sleepless days and nights, how many unforgettable nights, how many sad dreams, even if you leave in the end, I didn't have time to say that." Are you back, it's been so long, it's time for you to come back, don't always appear in my dreams, appear in front of my eyes, please "I look for your footprints, you like to eat, you like to play, every place you want to go, there is a lack of you." ”

"It was still noisy, it was dim and dark, the colors were monotonous, and I heard the rain dripping, rattling, striking every part, singing a parting song. Slowly I opened my eyes, and a courier transfer notification popped up on my phone: The XXX umbrella you purchased has been sent to the Zhejiang site. I was staring at my phone for 10 minutes, and then I burst into tears. ”

Zuo Chongdao suddenly shouted; "So the previous one, obsessed with umbrellas, is this a foreshadowing?"

Jiang Jiang nodded; "There's still a lot to be found, and then it's the last."

Zuo Chongdao sat down and prepared to listen carefully.

"I saw you again in yesterday's dream, saw your shadow that I hadn't seen for a long time, saw your future like a brocade, saw your city raining, but I didn't see you leave."

"It was a dark day, I opened the only item on the bedside, the lamp, but found that there was a book next to the lamp, it turned out to be the book "The Seventy-Seven Years of God", I looked at the date, not long after it came out, I pushed the door open, called a car, and went to the publishing house."

The people in the company were overjoyed when they saw me, and the president said, "Congratulations on the sale," and I asked, "Has this book just come out?" "Yes! You had a book signing two days ago. "My mind overlapped with surprises."

This got me to ask, "I even had a book signing?" "Of course, every book at the book signing is signed by you. What's wrong with you, have you been too tired lately? By the way, it's good that you insist on not using email before you want to come. "During the conversation, I remembered, yes, the signing was just a few days ago, and it seems that my memory is not too bad."

When everyone congratulated, I asked the minister, "Recently, did a girl with a beautiful smile come to the proofreading department to ask for directions?" "Asking for directions?" Who will come to the publishing house to ask for directions? You really need a good rest! ”

Zuo Chongdao clapped his hands again and stood up in amazement; "I don't have a good memory! Don't show up, these are the points you said, right? ”

Jiang Jiang nodded again.

Zuo Chongdao asked; "Do you know why I'm saying good work?"

Jiang Jiang shook his head; "Speak!"

"At first, I didn't feel that this was a dream, it was a reality, very real, and then little by little it went back to the first encounter, and then to the contrast between the dream and reality, so that people could feel that all this was unreal in the end, and in the end it was a very open ending, and you can find out that this dream finally became a reality in terms of concealment! Pushing the boat down the river, "Thirteen Months" was born! Zuo Chongdao said without reservation.

Jiang Jiang nodded; "It's you, I've read countless works, and you've said everything I think."

Some of the left heavy roads are still preserved; "Should you have a special edition, as most writers do."

Jiang Jiang hesitated for a while, for him, it was indeed the case, whether to say it or not.

Jiang Jiang stood up and stretched out his hand, as if a long time had passed, one season, two seasons, and a year.

Zuo Chongdao clenched Jiang Jiang's hand; "Happy working together! Good luck! ”

Jiang Jiang looked out the window, there was no cloud, the sky was shining high, and suddenly there was thunder and rain.

Jiang Jiang turned his gaze to Zuo Chongdao's body; "I told you, in that case, a year has passed!"

"Why did you leave so early today!" Lu Xiang hurriedly ran to Jiang Jiang's side from behind.

Jiang Jiang subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched Lu Xiang's head; "There's something very important going on today, so it's so early!"

Lu Xiang asked; "What could be important?"

"It's like, it's going to be important, and you'll know when the time comes!" After Jiang Jiang finished speaking, he left Lu Xiang in place and walked forward.

"What a man! Really, I can't even say what I can't say! Lu Xiang suddenly heard a voice, turned his head to look, and there was nothing.

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