I stood in front of the window and saw him tighten his coat in the cold wind of the twilight, sometimes shrinking his neck until he was out of my sight.

I put on my morning coat and secretly thought that maybe it was time to prepare for my love battle, but if the two sides were not in the same order of magnitude, how should this battle be fought?

The dinner is not sumptuous, but it is enough to whet anyone's appetite, and it is full of color and flavor, and sure enough, people do things with extraordinary intentions. I intend to be on the show, but hopefully not because of his unintentional or intentional dreams.

When he saw that I had eaten a lot, he had a smile on his face that he had not seen in a long time. Halfway through the meal, I went out and got the red wine in, poured myself a drink, the two talked about work for a while, there was no match, where to talk about it, there was no fixed topic, whimsical, but many opinions were surprisingly consistent, when it came to Xingnong, the two burst out laughing together.

The laughter was like a lake wrinkled by the breeze, rippling in a circle, gradually expanding in scope, happiness and sadness were contagious, and I saw that the air in the room and the furniture in it were successfully infected, and I stretched out my hand.

"Lo and behold,"

I say.

"How long has it been since we've had such a good chat? It felt like all the molecules in the air were full of smiles. ”

This is said abruptly and literary. Literature and art are literature and art, I just want to say that. I haven't lived a literary life for a long time, and life has made me rough, no matter how petite I am and how weak I look, it doesn't affect my transformation from the inside out.

Layers of skin are polished into hard armor by reality, which constantly reminds me to pay attention, and my face and heart must be packaged like an adult and rational adult, boring and stiff, and sometimes cold.

That's not supposed to be life, or what it's really meant for us to survive, is it?

Zhang Ruolei didn't laugh at my hypocrisy, he came over reactionarily, bypassed my shoulders from behind, two solid and powerful slightly light brown arms were diagonally on my shoulder blades, we didn't speak, no one urged us to speak, a good relationship is that there was silence for a long time, and the two people in it did not feel embarrassed or cold, and there was no need to deliberately find a topic.

I put my hand lightly on his arm, and at that moment I wanted to completely uproot the little episodes of the afternoon that did not make people happy, and never to come back, I wanted to send them far away, to the ends of the earth, anywhere, and never let me see them again in this life.

I find myself more and more aware of how to reconcile with life, love is exclusive, but love must also withstand the test. There are many forms of that test, and one of them is to put a seemingly dangerous figure next to your lover, and if he can resist the temptation, then he is yours, through and through. If he runs away with someone else's house, don't cry, it means that he has never really belonged to you.

A good lover can be taken out and brought back.

Little by little, I climbed up with my fingertips, like vines around the gable, desperately climbing to the top of the gable so that I could see farther and wider. And I don't want to see as far and wide as I want, I want to look inward, to see his heart, to see my heart clearly.

As I cleaned up the dishes, I heard his surprise in the kitchen.

"Oh my God, it's snowing."

It was the first snow in the northern town that winter, it was as fine as a cow's hair, the snow did not become a flower, it was as continuous as a needle, falling finely, torn by the north wind, and the sky and the earth were white and vast, like a white curtain. Zhang Ruolei opened the kitchen window, a burst of clear, sweet and pure air rushed to his face, he took two greedy breaths, the past few years of haze, more and more people on the street wear masks, because the air quality is extremely bad, and more and more people are sick.

I once watched a foreign movie about the fact that human beings are finally unable to fight industrial pollution, and the air is like water, and finally becomes a luxury, which is analogous to gold. There is no way, the entire human race has fled to the alien planet, but the number of places is limited, and a desperate father puts his mask on the head of the youngest child, but there is still no way to save him from the fate of facing death.

The world was desolate, and man finally sent himself to the guillotine with his own hands.

That film was shocking and thrilling. There is a feeling of end-time redemption that is often found in American blockbusters. At that time, when I watched this film, there was no word for smog in the whole of China, and I didn't want to be just a few years old, the year when the smog was the worst, the PM2.0 value of our city's air quality index exploded, and that day, I really saw someone wearing a gas mask on the street.

When the snow falls in winter, the air is purified, and the snow falls to cover the earth, and all the black, ugly and dirty are buried under the snow. In the post-industrial era, urban people have a good way to deal with this snow, they like to see the naked truth, or they are more reluctant to compromise with the convenience of travel, so the snow is basically untenable in the city, unless it is very large, otherwise it will not have time to transpire into rain clouds will be wiped out by snow removers, and the white snow will be artificially stained with dirt and gray, black and black and piled up in the place where it should exist, ugly.

Zhang Ruolei stretched his hand out of the window like a child, because the kitchen window was still separated by the counter, so he struggled to poke out most of his body, the snow fell on his hand, instantly melted on his skin, and turned into a pitiful little water stain, he withdrew his hand in disappointment, looked at his palm, and then closed the window dejectedly.

"We haven't had a lot of snow here in a few years."

He's not asking.

"yes."

I wrapped up my clothes and remembered that the biggest snowfall was in previous years, in years? It should be more than ten years, when I got married to Huaihai not long ago, there was already Huaiping, on the weekend, I was out shopping, Huaihai called, told me not to go out, the weather forecast has heavy snow, when the snow is falling, the wind helps the snow, snowflakes are flying, sweeping all over the sky......

Human memory is a double-edged sword.

"Did you see the weather forecast? How much snow can fall? ”

"Nope."

His voice was quickly drowned out by the sound of rushing water. To my surprise, when the dishes were washed, we sat and watched TV for a while, and then paced to the window, and the snow stopped. Zhang Ruolei also opened the window to confirm, his face had long lost the excitement he had when he first saw the snowfall, and his face was desolate.

"That's it

Not down? ”

I laughed and walked inside, laughing and not forgetting to say a word of derogation to him.

He didn't say anything to refute, I took the medicine, ready to sleep, he lay down, pillowed on my lap, his big hand kept rubbing my bare skin, and after a while, there was no movement, I looked down and saw that he was asleep.

It's like a big boy.

I put my hand in his hair, well, my hair is a little long, it's time to cut it, I'm so busy these days, I don't seem to have time to do anything.

I didn't startle him, the medicine came up. Sleepiness hit, I tilted my head to the head of the bed, half-asleep, in fact, I didn't want to let myself sleep too deeply, what was I waiting for?

I don't want to wait, but there's always a voice in my heart that keeps bewitching me. Listen, maybe he'll call that woman's name again when he goes to bed tonight. Open your eyes and be sober, woman, stop deceiving yourself, do you really have to wait until you make a fuss like Huaihai before you are willing?

I woke up with a bang, this movement was not small, and it woke him up, he raised his confused and sleepy eyes, and the two had a vague and strange confrontation.

"Oh my God, I'm asleep."

He rolled over and lay down on his pillow, and as he pouted, he searched for me with the hand closest to me, and I passed it over, and he held it firmly in his hand, asking me vaguely.

"Because I didn't dare to move, sit and sleep. Fast. ”

He tugged at my hand, "Sleep, sleepy." ”

I lay beside him, my fingers gently running over his skin, and finally found a seemingly safe place to stay, the two of them had a fine bite of skin, each other's body temperature was seamlessly connected, the night messenger began to work, the whole city fell into a deep sleep, and people were recuperating their energy in order to fight against all kinds of dangers and contingencies after the rising sun tomorrow.

After lying down for three days, I finally got rid of the disease. But the fourth day was another weekend, I made an appointment to try on the wedding dress, and there were wedding photos, Zhang Ruolei said to wait for the wedding photos, although he said that he was going to shoot the exterior, it was not cold, but I was afraid that I had just recovered from my illness, and I was afraid that I would not be able to stand the fatigue of the journey.

He has a point, I'm also afraid of illness, illness is the same as life, I don't reason with you, it comes when it wants, sometimes it takes your life if it wants it, you don't even have room for bargaining.

So I think I still obediently listen to his arrangement, but I still went to a wedding dress shop, I chose the style before, and I tried it, it was specially customized, and it was airlifted to the port last week, and I want to try it to see if there is anything that doesn't fit, so I can ship it back and change it.

Regarding the wedding dress, the last time it was rented, this time it was bought. I'm not attached to these things, no matter how beautiful the wedding dress is, it can't make people harvest a full love, those are all forms, they are all external objects, I don't value them, and I don't attach to them.

Zhang Ruolei is more persistent than me, he always said that if he marries him, he must give me the best.

But he didn't know that I just wanted the purest and most beautiful feelings in the world, and nothing else mattered. I once had a large piece of my heart stripped down by the Huaihai, and my liver and gallbladder were broken, and I couldn't bear the pain. It was still a blur of flesh and blood, and I needed too much thick and passionate emotion to fill it.

However...... The voice "Shaw."

"Han" was like a hammer and drummed, making my heart contract suddenly, and I felt out of breath when I thought about it, and it took a long time for my heart to beat normally.

"Plums."

As soon as I turned around, Zhang Ruolei was pulling me, what were you thinking? It's here.

"Oooh."

I can imagine the embarrassment on my face at this moment.

He parked the car and pulled the handbrake.

"What's going on lately? The total god does not keep his mind. ”

He muttered under his breath. I smiled apologetically, and the two of them pushed the car door.

This is a three-storey street-facing store, which occupies a lot of land, the best photo studio in the city, of course, I have been here before, but today I came to find that they changed the model samples displayed in the kitchen window.

The huge PVC used to display the photo cloth hangs down all over the sky, the owner of the photo is cold and noble, the eyes are staring at all beings, the figure is convex and concave, this woman is wearing the same wedding dress as me, I raised my eyes to take a closer look, and was surprised to see the old man.

(End of chapter)