Wen Yi'an thought for a while, frowned and asked me, "Shen Tuanzi, what nonsense are you talking about?" Stop thinking about that person, do you know? ”

"It's not!" I shook my head, "Wen Yi'an, do you remember?" It's the year before last, what happened the year before last, I haven't remembered it before......"

"You know, it's all the year before last, who will remember what happened for so long? I don't know what you're referring to, but whether it's him or not, it's none of your business. Wen Yi'an pressed my shoulder, reminded me word by word, finally softened his tone, glanced at the security checkpoint, and said softly, "The time is almost up, let's go in!" ”

I went through security and boarded the plane, and after thirteen hours, I arrived in such a strange city.

Because of the jet lag, it was late afternoon when I got on the plane, and when I got off the plane, the sky outside was close to twilight.

The sunset stains most of the sky red, and you know, dusk is the most susceptible time to touch the scene.

The person who came to pick me up was Wen Yi'an, a white guy who could speak Chinese, his name was George, drove me to school, and along the way, introduced me to a lot of New York customs in Chinese, and enthusiastically said "elcome·to· NeYork!”

I was so sick from motion sickness that I fell asleep on the bus to school.

When I arrived at the school, the white guy woke me up and took me to the international student apartment. He said that Wen Yi'an thought that I was not used to living alone, so he let me live in a double bedroom.

The new roommate Emily is a Chinese-American, her parents are in business in the United States, she has been going to school here since she was a child, she is tall and thin, different from our aesthetics and our favorite white skin and beautiful chopstick legs, Emily likes to exercise muscles and sun-colored skin, and looks very energetic and attractive.

George was entrusted by Wen Yi'an to help me take care of all the chores.

The first time I came here, I slept for a day and a night, and when I woke up again, it was the next evening.

Emily stood on my bed and waved her hand in front of my eyes, "You know how much it is today"

I stared at her quizzically, and she shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands incredulously and said, "It's·already·the·night·of· June·3rd！ Hey·guy,you·slept·24·hours!”

“June·3rd？” I repeated her words, not surprised at how long I had been asleep.

“Yeah,June3rd.” Emily laughed heartily, and then she noticed that I didn't look right, stopped laughing, and cautiously asked me, "Hat's Rong?"

Nothing.

You see that this day is actually very coincidental, oh, yes, Lin Che's mobile phone password, June 3rd, we met for the first time on that day, I mistook him for Wen Yi'an at the airport, it was June 3rd, it turned out that we had met for two whole years.

When I officially came here, I almost cut off contact with everyone before me.

Before school started, Emily and I went out to work part-time, and every night we came back to our apartment exhausted, but we still had to rely on alcohol to get to sleep.

Actually, I don't know what I'm doing this for, maybe it's just to keep myself busy! In this way, I no longer think of those things before, I think of Lin Che, I think of my sister......

On the twentieth day of my arrival in New York, I gradually adapted to the fast-paced lifestyle here, the jet lag also reversed, the whole person almost returned to normal, and my English began to be more numb.

At this time, Wen Yi'an came to me again.

I was brought back from the bar by Emily at night, and as soon as I walked to the door of the apartment, I saw Wen Yi'an.

He stood in front of our apartment, looked at me drunk, took a deep breath of pity, and then came and grabbed me.

I drank a lot of wine and looked crooked, but in fact I was quite sober, and seeing Wen Yi'an's face, I really thought that I was drunk and hallucinating.

It wasn't until Wen Yi'an picked me up that I reached out and pulled his face and felt his warm body temperature that I knew that this was his real person.

"Tuanzi, what are you doing every day?" Wen Yi'an asked me helplessly, and his eyes were full of pity when he looked at me.

Later, Emily described to me that Wen Yi'an hugged me that night, and the two of us were completely like a couple in love who were separated, and she even thought that my depression in those days was all because of Wen Yi'an.

Wen Yi'an had finished his internship at this time, and it was a coincidence that as a pilot of international flights, he often flew from Beijing to New York.

No wonder when I left Beijing, he didn't say a formal goodbye to me, and urged me to leave quickly.

In the following days, because of Wen Yi'an's company, gradually, my state returned to normal, and I met new friends and a new life in a new school and a new place.

My roommate, Emily, is not a gossip person, but she is very interested in Wen Yi'an, and she never denies it herself.

She will take the initiative to flatter Wen Yi'an and invite Wen Yi'an to drink and dance.

But in my heart, I don't seem to be happy to match her with Wen Yi'an. Just like the mood when Wen Yi'an and Ji Xiaoxiao were together before.

But if I have a prejudice against Ji Xiaoxiao, then to Emily, she is the first friend I met in a foreign country, and she has a good relationship.

I thought about it for a long time, and when I was very young, I felt that I was very selfish, in fact, my selfishness was beyond my imagination.

I have a kind of possessiveness towards Wen Yi'an, and I am used to relying on him, so I can't bear to see him being good to other girls, although this is not love.

But later, many people around me invariably told me that what made me possessive could only be love, or a kind of love that was hidden so deep that I didn't even find it.

Emily teased Wen Yi'an for a while, and after finding out that Wen Yi'an still didn't have any interest in her, she even deliberately found other boys to come over in an attempt to make Wen Yi'an jealous, and deliberately blacked Wen Yi'an and didn't tell Wen Yi'an anything about me, but after doing a lot of things, she still couldn't hear back from Wen Yi'an's liking.

Fortunately, Emily is a good girl who can afford to put it down, and half a year later, she and Wen Yi'an's friend George successfully hooked up and started a sweet and greasy love life.

Sometimes I think about it, I am actually very grateful to Shen Zhen, he let me leave my motherland and come here, although I can no longer see Lin Che, but the new life has given me a lot of opportunities to exercise and grow.

The study tasks here are a little heavier than in China, and with the language barrier, I have grown up so much that for the first time, I have started to study hard and honestly.

In my free time, I also work with some like-minded classmates to help others make films to earn extra money.

In the spring of 2010, my second year in New York, on Saturday night, I was dragged by my classmates to a wine glass and dinner near another campus.

Emily told me that one of the resident singers at that bar was from China like us. is a part-time international student, young, but with a kind of vicissitudes in his bones.

I was a little curious by what she said, and when I went into the bar, it happened to be the resident singer singing.

As soon as I entered, I saw a tall, thin teenager standing on the stage, singing an old English song "YesterdayOnceMore" in a low voice. There was a faint melancholy in his voice, which gave me a very familiar feeling.

Yang Hao raised his head at this time, he cut off the long hair like a lion's head before, and shaved his neat flat head, the moment we looked at each other, we both felt surprised.

But he was calmer than me, standing on the stage and singing the song leisurely on the guitar.

I stood in the audience and listened to him sing, and when the song was over, Yang Hao came down from the stage, and he ordered me a grape-flavored cocktail that I used to like to drink, and walked up to me to greet me, saying that I hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Why are you here?" I asked him.

Yang Hao smiled, "I got into trouble in a fight at school back then, and I can't stay there!" Zhihan, I actually heard that you were going to be sent here, but I haven't been looking for you......"

"I'm sorry." Back then, he fought with Jiang Yu because of me, and because I was taken away by Lin Che, I'm sorry, I owe it for a long time.

Yang Hao sat down, "Don't say that, Zhihan, I'm joking, you seem to have misunderstood something." Actually, I'm doing a good job here, moving from the acting department to the music I love, and I feel like I'm getting closer and closer to my dream. ”

"How?"

"What, Zhihan, Lin Che is definitely not a brother and sister relationship to you, right? He didn't let me touch you because he decided that my cowardly personality couldn't bring you anything. After I was dissuaded from school, he also gave me a way out. It's just that I didn't expect you to be sent here too. Because I promised Lin Che before that I would not pester you again, I have not taken the initiative to find you, I want to tell you, Zhihan, in fact, Lin Che really loves you. ”

I was at a loss for a moment, about Lin Che, after coming here, I almost never mentioned it to anyone, even my daily ridicule with Wen Yi'an, I would avoid this name very tacitly.

Yang Hao continued: "I watched the news last year, Lin Che was injured for you. I guess he must be in love with you, otherwise who would be so stupid as to risk his life to save a sister who is not related to him? But, I want Mr. Shen, Zhihan, these so-called high society, what they care about most is the problem of face. Lin Che is the son of Mr. He, this matter cannot be hidden for a lifetime, and it is destined to be fruitless between you. ”

"I know." I smiled awkwardly and took a sip of the cocktail that Yang Hao had given me.

I used to like to drink grape-flavored cocktails, which are not very alcoholic and have a sweet and sour taste, but now I am not used to this taste, I prefer to drink the real whisky with everyone, although the first time I poured this wine into my mouth, I felt the spicy feeling was burning in my throat.

You see, in everything, time will give us an adaptation process, and that's good.

I gave this example to Yang Hao and told him that I had forgotten Lin Che a long time ago.

But after separating from Yang Hao that night, I went back and drank half a bottle of whiskey in the apartment, and cried until dawn the next day.

The kind of forgetting I have about Lin Che, I can't stand the reminders of others, and this kind of concern that I know is fruitless, after all, it will take a long time to treat.