As we walked back, he took me by the hand and asked, "Hua, do you know what my dream is?" ”

"Become a painter."

"Yes. But I know that this dream is not realistic, I want to exhibit my paintings all over the world, and I want more people to know about my paintings. ”

I gave a sigh of encouragement, and we both leaned together, watching the night envelop each other's bodies.

"What about you? Do you have a dream? Is it to be a singer? ”

I shook my head, "I just want a free life with someone to keep me company." ”

"It's not practical." "You need to work to support yourself," he said. ”

"I know." I said, "So I don't have dreams, because dreams never come true." ”

I have had many dreams and nightmares in my life, but what I never imagined was that life, in addition to being a choice one after another, was also a dream or nightmare.

Three months later. It's summer again.

That year, Jay was so busy that he even moved back to the dorm halfway through, and we rarely saw each other. Every time I texted him, he always replied late. In the beginning, I always quarreled with him because of this, thinking that he didn't care about me anymore and didn't love me anymore. Women are always like this, occasionally they feel that they should be considerate, but more often, they like to be pestered by each other.

In August, he wore a bachelor's uniform and stood with his classmates to take graduation photos, and I took many photos of him as a souvenir.

"Don't get drunk at night, I'll wait for you to come back."

I told him this, but I still thought he would get drunk because he graduated, happy and sad.

But he didn't.

When I got home, it was only past nine o'clock, and I was covered in smoke and alcohol, but my eyes were very clear. I think he's mature, and when I met him last year, his eyes weren't as calm as they are now. He looked at me tenderly for a long time.

"What's wrong? Is there anything strange on my face? ”

"You... Thinking about going back to China? ”

I shook my head.

"Yihua, there are some things I want to tell you."

"What? Have you found a job? ”

"I... My parents wanted me to go to France, and after a while, when the visa came down, I would be leaving. ”

He's done. A short and well-prepared statement.

I smiled and asked him very calmly, "What are you talking about?" ”

"I'm sorry."

"Did something go wrong? Why are you leaving? ”

"No, you're good......"

"France isn't far away." I said, is there anything farther than going to China? If he goes to China, it will take us half a day to see each other.

He stepped forward and stretched out his arms, but I stepped back, refusing his hug.

"Are you drunk? I'm going to pour you a glass of water. ”

"I didn't."

"Okay, you go back first, I'll go to the dormitory tomorrow to help you pack your luggage."

"Hua, we need to talk seriously about, about... I went to France for things. ”

"No, I don't want to talk about it." I scratched my hair a little helplessly, "You promised me to live with me in London forever!" ”

"Or we can go to France, France is good, isn't it?"

"And what about your promise? Doesn't it count? ”

"I ......"

"Why don't we break up." He continued.

Suddenly, a few drops of liquid fell from my eyes.

"That's what you really think, isn't it?"

"If I can't stay with you all the time....."

"Then will you wait for me for a year? When I go to France next year, I'll go to France to find you, and we'll be together again. ”

He was silent.

"You can change units, why do you have to go to France?"

"It was my parents' arrangement, I didn't arrange it."

"Zhang Cheng!" I always seem to like to call him by his Chinese name when I'm angry, "How old are you?" Do you still have to listen to your parents? Haven't you been weaned yet?! ”

“Hua！” He put his arm around my shoulder, "It's okay for you to listen to me." I'm just going to France, I can fly over and see you whenever I'm free, or if you're free, you can also come to me, I'll take you to various places in France, to the Louvre, okay? ”

I wrenched myself from his big palm, "I don't need to. I want you to be by my side every day, you know? Do you understand me? I've been with you for so long, when I go to bed at night, I ask you to turn off the lights and you can forget about it, or ignore me, can you mature a little. I've loved you for so long and I'm really tired. ”

"I... I know... But ......" he was silent again. I was so sad that I couldn't speak. Before leaving, I will complete his words:

However, you still choose to be on your parents' side, as long as you are good, you never care about others. Your parents' words are also your heart's words, you're tired of being in London, and this is an escape. ”

"Don't say that, I didn't."

"Really, not?"

My tone grew lower and lower.

When I went out to take a taxi, I noticed that my hands were shaking.

I went straight to the bar, brandy, whiskey, which one was strong, drank until I was dazzled, drank until I had a terrible headache, and finally drank until I was unconscious.

Then a man took me and took me to the W Hotel in the city. His name is Ming and he is Chinese.

I learned his name the next day after sobering up.

He snatched me out of two Jewish men.

But I was very skeptical of his words, maybe he was trying to make me stop drinking like this at the bar alone to scare me.

But he doesn't understand me, and I'm not afraid of anything.

He was such a gentleman, and a white shirt looked so good on him, and as he poured water for me, I could see the muscles of his left arm under the shirt with the glass of water rising and falling.

He sent me home. We met Mrs. Duris in the hallway, and Ming even carried her to the door.

When he said goodbye to me, he handed me a business card with the words "Regional Manager of W Hotel" printed on it.

I finally understood why he was able to take me to such an expensive hotel.

"Don't go drinking anymore, you're not fit in a mixed bar."

"Thank you for your advice. But if I still want to go, you can't stop me. ”

My answer was clearly unexpected.

"You're such a stubborn little girl!" "I'm going back to work." ”

"Goodbye."

I called Jay and I was waiting for his apology. I figured it out and I decided to forgive him.

However, he went to the airport as early as an hour ago.

In a hurry, I called a car and cried aggrievedly in the car. He hid so much from me.

So even when I got to the airport, I didn't see him.

I called him countless more times, "Isn't it going to be a week away?" Why so fast! ”

"I'm sorry Hua, I lied to you. In fact, the plane ticket was booked today, and I never dared to tell you. ”

"So you told me last night that you had decided to go to France, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Zhang Cheng, why do you always have to lie to me? You said last night that you would discuss it with me, but you've already made your decision, so what's the point of my suggestion for you? Have you not considered me in your future? ”

"Nope. Forgive me, I really don't know how to talk to you. ”

"Where are you? I'm going to look for you. ”

"No, it's about to be boarded, you can't get in."

"Zhang Cheng, as long as you tell me, as long as you let me know, I will be able to understand you. Why didn't you even give me the opportunity to involve me in important decisions in your life? Am I still your girlfriend? ”

"I'm sorry."

So close, I only heard these three words, and then there was no sound.

I hung up the phone and left Heathrow in disappointment.