Chapter 2 A story that belongs to us

If we had an hourglass that controlled our time, when would you turn it over and make such a beautiful memory? We may not know what really makes sense, but I do know that when the hourglass flips with you, at that moment, it is all your dreams.

The moment I stepped into the bar, I found that my heart was very calm, like the quiet surface of the lake. It's a bit of a feeling that I can't see. I stood in the doorway and looked at her, and saw that she was still so beautiful in the dim light. Time didn't dare to take away her face, but quietly stole that obsession. I didn't know if I should see her again or not, but when I saw her sitting there as if she was down, a warm current poured into my cold heart. Yes, it's time to really face everything.

At this time, Zhao Jianjun then pushed the door in, and found that I had not moved forward as he thought, so he shook his head helplessly, he walked to the microphone in front of him, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, in order to celebrate, I pay for all the drinks today, and everyone drinks them openly." When everyone present heard this, they all cheered, but I knew in my heart that Lao Zhao was just doing this to hide the anxiety in my heart. The atmosphere of the scene began to liven, and she also raised her head, which had been lowered for a long time.

Her name is Jiang Li, and she is the person I used to know best, but now she has become the most familiar stranger. The moment Jiang Li raised her head, my eyes were exactly opposite her. It's still so familiar with clear and bright eyes, but for some reason there are more things I can't understand. I watched for a moment, then walked slowly.

The hustle and bustle around me seemed to have nothing to do with me at this moment, and I walked a little awkwardly, humming music casually to hide my inner anxiety. When I walked in front of Jiang Li, she suddenly stood up, and all this made me strange and terrifying. Once upon a time, this kind of polite behavior would have been unimaginable in front of me. I forced a wry smile as a polite reply.

After I sat down slowly, Jiang Li also sat down gently and gracefully. I leaned back in my chair casually, looking a little lazy, to hide my inner uneasiness. Because I could feel that Jiang Li's gaze never left my face, and I pretended to look around, as if looking for something, but my erratic look left and right still made the people I used to know the most discover. Jiang Li may have seen my embarrassment, so he pursed his lips and said, "Long time no see, Li Ran." "It's still that soft voice, but it's a little more tenacious. I withdrew my gaze, which I had nowhere to focus, and looked at her but remembered the conversation we had when we first met, familiar and strange at the same time. I didn't answer, I just looked at Jiang Li. Maybe Jiang Li was a little stunned by me, lowered his head and coughed lightly, and gently brushed the long hair floating down his forehead behind his ears, which was considered to alleviate the embarrassing situation.

I also came back to my senses and found that my behavior was not polite, so I spread my hands helplessly and replied, "Long time no see, Jiang Li." A long silence ensued. The existence of the two of us is out of place with the people around us, as if we are out of the situation but not unrelated.

I admit that Jiang Li used to be the person I loved the most, but that was only once. This time she suddenly came back and appeared in front of me, like a criminal who had reached the end of the trial, helpless and hesitant. The two of us probably didn't know how to speak, so we didn't talk and sat quietly. I lit a cigarette and smoked it silently. When the smoke slipped away and did not drift into the air, it was suddenly blown away by a burst of breath and disappeared without a trace. Jiang Li still looked at me like that, but his body involuntarily leaned back and said, "Don't you hate the smell of smoke the most?" "yes, I just remembered that what I hated the most was this choking smell at the beginning. But now I can't seem to leave, I put out my cigarette and said helplessly: "People always change, don't they?" My rhetorical question seemed to touch on some memories of the two of us, but Jiang Li didn't answer me. Suddenly, I realized that the familiarity I had thought was gone, and I felt stranger than a stranger. I turned my head away from her.

At this time, Zhao Jianjun's arrival eased the awkward atmosphere for the two of us. Zhao Jianjun walked to the middle of the two of us and sat down, and joked to Jiang Li: "Big beauty, I miss me if I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately, do you miss me." Jiang Li seemed to be amused by Zhao Jianjun, covered his mouth and smiled: "Yes, I want to die of your old classmates in the past few years abroad." I was stunned when I heard this, and the old classmate made my eyes glaze. It's just an old classmate. When Zhao Jianjun saw my state, he knew that something was wrong, and took the initiative to ask: "By the way, I've been here for so long, what do you want to drink?" "A cocktail is fine." Jiang Li said. That's when I realized that it wasn't just me who had changed, but she had also begun to slowly change. Zhao Jianjun nodded at her, looked at me and said, "I know, water is fine." With that, he walked to the bar. I grabbed Zhao Jianjun and said slowly, "I suddenly want to drink today." Zhao Jianjun was stunned, looked at me deeply, and then nodded and went to the bar to get ready to go.

It didn't take long for the food to be served, and I opened a bottle of beer and drank it to myself. Saying that alcohol can always help people open up opportunities for communication, I reached out and raised my wine glass to look at Jiang Li, and Jiang Li also raised it at the same time and touched me lightly, which was considered to have completed the docking of this meeting.

I swallowed this wine that I was not used to, and I clearly remembered that on the day Jiang Li left me, wine left my world forever, just like her. "How have you been?" "Pretty good, how about you?" "I'm fine, too." The two of us chatted casually, gradually easing the cold atmosphere at the beginning. Before I knew it, the wine on the table was almost empty, and I was already a little dizzy. I found that Jiang Li was still like that, his face was flushed, and he still couldn't drink like before. The two of us really opened that door at this moment.

After the door opened, it was only natural that he could not be allowed to close it easily. I looked at Jiang Li, whose cheeks were slightly red, and suddenly found that she seemed to be back in college, she was still so beautiful, and the beauty made the people around her blurred. I subconsciously had to pull out the cigarette in my pocket to realize that I really couldn't live without this thing. I couldn't control myself when I was around the person I used to love the most. I shook my head self-deprecatingly, only to find the ring on Jiang Li's hand as he casually played with his hair.

For some reason, the ring was bright and glaring in that dimly lit place. Jiang Li seemed to notice my burning gaze, and subconsciously put his hand down. "What, was it given by my boyfriend?" I took a sip of my drink and said. Jiang Li took out his hand and raised it to my sight, looked at it for a long time, and then said, "It was sent by my fiancé." "At that moment, my heart was freezing cold. I tried to be calm, but my trembling hands couldn't hide it. I finally tried to put on a smile and cry and said, "Oh, congratulations, I wish you all happiness." Jiang Li glanced at me, did not answer my hypocritical blessing, and lowered his head to himself.

At this moment, I truly realized that all the speculation in my heart had come to naught. In my heart, I always firmly believe that Jiang Li will return to my side one day and say to me if it is okay to marry me. But at this point, I knew it was just my fantasy. I touched my beard, got up and walked to the bar, and found that Zhao Jianjun kept looking at me and asked, "How is it, how are you talking?" I put my hands in my trouser pockets to hide the trembling of my hands, and said calmly: "She's getting married." Then he ignored Zhao Jianjun's question, picked up a bottle of vodka on the table, and walked back slowly.

Really, if it weren't for the doubts I had at the beginning, I would have turned around and walked away with my slight sense of dignity, but I had to figure out what happened at the beginning. I took a deep breath and returned to Jiang Li with the wine. Jiang Li looked at me incredulously, as if he didn't expect me to come back. I seemed to be relaxed, poured myself a glass and drank it all, a little drunk and wanted to ask Jiang Li about the stories that have happened over the years, but before the words came out, the uninvited guest came.

Before the figure appeared in front of me, I knew it was her just by smelling the perfume on her body. I subconsciously stood up and introduced to Jiang Li: "Jiang Li will introduce you to me, this is my friend who works in a bar, her name is Xue Wei." At the same time, he also turned his head to Xue Wei and said, "This is my college classmate Jiang Li, who just came back from abroad." The two of them nodded, saying hello to each other. Xue Wei put her familiar hand on my shoulder and didn't speak, just stared at Jiang Li. The tension made me thirsty, and I drank the wine from my glass to give me a moment of respite.

I know that Xue Wei has a crush on me, but I don't have that kind of affection for her like a sister. Just when I was helpless, Zhao Jianjun came to my side like a savior, pulled away the hand that was placed on me and said quickly: "Xuewei, why are you here, hurry up, I haven't heard you sing for a long time, go and give me a song." Xue Wei also found that this was not suitable, so she smiled at me, and walked to the singing table with the guitar I put on the bar on her back.

Immediately, I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Li again. Unexpectedly, he found that Jiang Li poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all. I looked at it in amazement, but didn't reach out to stop it. I know that I am not qualified to stop someone who is not my own. Then I didn't say anything more, and drank one sip at a time. After a few drinks, I said a little inarticulately: "Jiang Li, can you tell me what happened to you abroad?" She nodded, and began to speak to herself. I didn't interrupt Jiang Li during the process, I just listened quietly, but in the end, I still didn't hear what I wanted to hear. I bowed my head a little resignedly, and said no more.

But Jiang Li was a little drunk, and just when she wanted to pour another glass, I grabbed her hand, and it was still the same feeling, just like when I grabbed her hand like this. She shook her hand and resisted, but finally she couldn't reach me and put down her glass. I looked at Jiang Li, whose face was flushed, and I didn't know what to do. This is the first time I have seen Jiang Li drink so much wine, but there is nothing I can do. I don't know why, I blurted out, "Tell me why you left me in the first place, I want to know the truth." All right? As soon as the words fell, I regretted a little, regretting that I shouldn't have said it so bluntly. But Jiang Li shook his head unexpectedly and said, "Forget it, the past is over." It's useless to mention it now, so forget it. I thought Jiang Li would say it, but I nodded and didn't force her again.

I turned my head to look at Xue Wei, who was singing seriously, trying to find some time for myself to think. I was stunned as I listened to Xue Wei sing the lyrics that this is our story. I remembered the story between us, and the beauty was a little uncomfortable. I looked at Jiang Li and found that she was holding her hands and listening to the song quietly. "Jiang Li, why don't I tell you a story." I said calmly.

Jiang Li turned his head, nodded at me and said, "Okay." Just this one word, once again opened our memories at that time. I drank a full glass of wine and began to speak slowly. I clearly remember that the feeling at the time was a little incredible, I didn't expect that I would tell our dusty story to the person who happened to the story, and in the end I still said it slowly to Jiang Li.