The story was finished, and the sky did not clear.

She stood by the sea through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The heavens and the earth were gloomy, and the salty sea breeze pulled the waves and whistled and crashed against the reefs on the bay, and the chaos was united into a bleak and cold, and it was imprinted in the eyes of the stagnant water, after all, there were waves.

The strawberry milk tea boiled in the kitchen has cooled down, and the sweet and sour fragrance floats in the cold and boundless silence.

I sat on the rose-red corduroy sofa, stared at her back and said, "I was good at school and followed the rules, I didn't want to do anything but study." I shared a table with him when we were in the second year of junior high school, he was silent and ordinary, and I didn't pay much attention to him at first. But I don't know when it started, he poured out lunch boxes and lunch boxes, all strawberry flavored, he smiled and asked me to help taste the taste, and then asked me expectantly, Xinyu, what do you think, his eyes are so tender, I am jealous, because it is not for me, I noticed intentionally or unintentionally, he changes his excuses to find you every day.

"Until the day you were expelled, he watched you go, he looked at your back helplessly and shouted at you. For the next few weeks, he seemed to have lost his soul, and every day he sat motionless by the huge dark green glass windows of the cafeteria, and I saw him almost go mad, but I could only stand silently. I'm sad, I hate you, and at the same time envy you, that kind of loneliness, I've really only seen it twice in my life, and I love it desperately, it's all because of you.

"Until one bloody evening, when he left the cafeteria, he dropped this crystal strawberry pendant on his seat, I may have hated you at the time, or maybe I wanted to keep a little thought, so I secretly put it away. Soon he came back and searched frantically, but I didn't give it back to him, watching him almost go crazy while I kept hiding it.

After looking for no results, he seemed to finally react, he began to study hard, I looked at him, so desperate, but he felt that it was not enough, he still packed up his things and left the school, he went to participate in the special training class, and entered Shanghai-Nanjing University in advance. I didn't give up, chased to Huzhou, also graduated early, and finally saw you again when I was looking for a job, when you just got married, I was scared, until I saw the news of his death, I really began to regret it. Zhi Siyu, I'm sorry, I've worked hard in TV for eight years, and I just want such an opportunity to tell you, I'm sorry. ”

It was I who stole their love.

The ends of her shawl and the hand she placed on her chest reflected the faint white light, and she was facing me sideways, and I thought she was laughing, but it seemed to be my delusion.

But I heard her say slowly: "I see, roll up the time of loving you—he is the selfish Karl, he is the material in the eyes of reality, he wears the most brilliant diamond for me; He is the most merciful Jack, it turns out to be him, and it is he who lives in my memory. After he leaves, before today, I can still use excuses to escape, and I can still roll up the two most gorgeous Hunan curtains without looking at it. He said, what I love is the only one, but I never really believed it before. ”

There was still a little snow-white light on the ring finger of her left hand, like a star in the night, and her right hand was attached to her chest, holding the white crystal tightly.

I looked at her beautiful silhouette, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, like a lady in an ancient hairpin painting, her long eyelashes gilding her eyes with a layer of silhouette, and her gaze followed her left hand to the hanging jade bead lanyard next to the bamboo curtain.

She stroked the lanyard and smiled with relief: "I only understand now that there is a kind of love in the world that can really roll up time and make the Xiangfei curtain not just a fantasy." People say I'm lucky, but I'd rather not know anything so that I don't bleed and cry, and I don't let others bleed and cry. But love can't escape the east wind and the evil joy is thin, and I have been soaking in this stagnant water for a long time. ”

She said: "The reason why this world is dirty and dark is not because there is too little affection, but because there are too many transactions. Even love has become a bargaining chip, how sad are we? Therefore, the people you love also love you, and that is the compassion that even the gods and Buddhas cannot bestow. Even if the end of the world is separated, the Hunan curtain is high; Even if life and death are separated, blood and tears become spots. ”

Gently pulled, the two huge Xiangfei curtains slowly fell, the white color of the sea and sky was unfolded Xiangfei curtain to cover and fade, the hanging Xiangfei curtain, two symmetrical, peacock silver line conjugated countless Xiangfei bamboo pieces, the top with the Manchu court flat gold embroidery, precious colorful snow-colored streamer peacock silver line intricately intertwined, into a bamboo cluster around the pattern, and the fine bamboo pieces on the dots and spots, like tears breeding.

She said in a trance: "Such a bright sunshine, it's good to draw a curtain, the kind of Xiangfei curtain in the book, I stay with you, and I even save the curtain every day......"

She leaned her forehead against the cold Xiangfei curtain, and her whole body seemed to lose strength immediately, so she leaned on the Xiangfei curtain. Her knuckles were white, and she just held the white crystal pendant tightly, and the jade pagoda pendant on her earlobe slowly moved, until her slender shoulders couldn't help but tremble violently.

She's going to cry.

Her lost love for fifteen years, the love that had been silent for fifteen years, came back with the white crystal pendant, and in the cold night, she chased the light of fifteen years, and now she really held it in her hand.

No longer able to deceive yourself, no longer an excuse to escape.

At this time, Assistant Cheng led a little boy into the living room. The boy had long slender eyes, crooked eyebrows, and he blinked watery eyes and said to me, "Hello Auntie." After that, he ran to Zhi Siyu under the curtain, he took the corner of her cashmere shawl and looked up and said, "Mom, don't cry, otherwise Dad and I will be sad." ”

She squatted down along the cold Xiangfei curtain, and then reached out to hug the little boy, she couldn't cry: "Guard." ”

Tears snaked like a little crab, how could she not cry? Her love is back, but it will never be again, and there will only be this cold chaos in the future, endless and boundless, until the end of life.

But while kissing Xiao Shouzhi's cheeks, she turned her head away with a smile, a smile as bright as the sun, sticking to the Xiangfei curtain, tears seeping into the curtain, it was another layer of spots, as if she was going to melt into it forever.

Assistant Cheng finally paced slowly. She turned her back to him, and he hesitantly stretched out his hand, but only shook it twice in the colder air, not even the pattern on her shawl.

He just turned around and smiled at me suddenly, "I'll send Miss Jiang back first." ”

I silently followed him out and got into the car.

I turned around three times in one step, and the sobs that had prompted my liver and lungs were gradually thrown into the cold and desperate magnificence.

The van descended the hill along the road and stopped again in front of the red and green at the intersection. Through the dark gray window, I saw the vast sea, the smoke and water were blurred, it was a dark blue, spread on the soot silver base cloth, and the sea and sky revealed a miserable white light, some like the crystal luster on the white crystal pendant, and it seemed to be something else.

The dust settles, and the things return to their original owners.

Assistant Cheng pressed the driver's window, and he politely held a cigar and asked me, "Do you mind?" ”

I shook my head slightly.

He lit a cigarette, and the flame shone like a ruby. He put a cigarette in his left hand on the car window, then narrowed his narrow eyes and stared lonely at the European-style villa halfway up the mountain.

I laughed and said, "You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people who watch the scenery look at you from the bridge." ”

Assistant Cheng glanced at me with interest in the rearview mirror.

I have only met this kind of loneliness twice, the first time was after Zhi Siyu left No. 1 Middle School. The second time was when I went to Yi's Building for an interview, Siyu and Peng Youbin took a special elevator and went together, I inadvertently turned around, but next to the tall marble pillar in the hall, I saw such loneliness again, so I always remember to be an assistant, the depth of love, the depth of love, the loneliness of the heart.

Especially those slender eyes.

I said, "The ancients said that there are three holes of cunning rabbits, but now they have become three sons of cunning rabbits." ”

Cheng Xiaoding said with a smile: "Yi Qingyuan is always scheming, but in the end, the power fell into the hands of such a woman. He will probably be surprised that he is ruthless, and the three sons he gave birth to have lost to love. ”

When I thought of Peng Youbin's gentle smile, I could only shake my head and say, "I love someone, I'd rather not let him know." Knowing but not being loved but being used, tsk, it's really sad, using the people who love you to protect the people you love. ”

From a distance, it was an almost spectacular explosion, but behind the legend, it was just a game that ended badly.

"No matter how legendary others say, her story is over." He took a deep puff of his cigarette and said helplessly, "Have you read Mo Yan's words?" Who told a woman to love only twice? ”

The cigarette butt bloomed a fiery red, like a gorgeous hibiscus flower, but it withered in an instant, and it was Cheng Assistant who extinguished the cigarette. In the bright and dark cold firelight, those eyes were slender and sideburns, but they could only smile and be lonely.

The light was green, he shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator and we stopped talking.

On the gray sea, as if the mirror box was opened, the cold light sparkled by, and with the rippling waves, a little bit of competition was enthusiastic.

I just felt that this was like the newly sprinkled teardrops on the Xiangfei curtain, burying the hideous bloodstains in time little by little.

I actually read Mo Yan's sentence.

"A woman's feelings are not an inexhaustible fountain, a woman's feelings are the saliva in the canary's mouth, who knows, this luxurious bird, its saliva can only build a crystal bird's nest, and in the second one, all it spits out is blood."

The blood and tears of her life are condensed on the curtain of Concubine Xiang.

[Final]