Chapter 13 II.(3)
The arm behind the woman tightened tightened, as if fearing that if she let go a little, the person would disappear.
An Rui stabilized the umbrella in her hand, and put her free hand around the man's shoulder, "What's wrong?" ”
Cheng Chen didn't answer, but tightened his hand a little more, and buried his head deep in the woman's warm neck socket.
An Rui couldn't help but smile, and patted him lightly again, "You can accompany me to a place......"
——
The rain dripped on the rusty iron shed, and a piece of music was knocked out "tick-tock......
"Do you know what the flower language of wheat straw chrysanthemum is?"
"Eternal memories are engraved in the heart."
"You know quite a bit." After speaking, An Rui chose a relatively dry position to sit down.
"Why are you here all of a sudden?" With that, Cheng Chen found a place to sit down next to her.
"Do you know why I chose to come back today? Because 12 years ago today, I met him for the first time...... Didn't you say you wanted to know my secret? Then I'll tell you now - this is the place where I first met him, the place where I met Zhiming...... I was 13 and he was 14. From the day I met him, I seemed to be inseparable from him. I still remember every time I fell, I liked to pull him and play with him. I'm not afraid of pain, but I just want to stick to him. I want time to stop at every moment, every second when he is by my side. But one day, we were all caught, and everything started to look different...... We were taken to a dark room, where they shackled us to the wrists and had people beat us, whip us and, from time to time, point guns at us. Chains and shackles limit our movements, and we can only make limited and powerless resistance. They treat us the way they trap the beast. As everyone knows, they are the things that the beasts are inferior to...... We spent a whole month in this cage, and I don't know how much blood I shed during this month, I only know that Zhiming shed more blood than I do. He always kept me behind him and held me in his arms on cold nights...... Later, they seemed to have run out of patience and tried to silence me, when a black pistol was put against my forehead. Just as the man pulled the trigger, someone came to our rescue...... But we were still being held hostage. But at this moment, Zhiming knocked me away. I was taken away, but it was his turn to be held at gunpoint...... In the end, I watched him collapse in a pool of blood, watching the cage be engulfed in flames. I was 18 and he was 19 ......"
"And you, do you love him?" After speaking, Cheng Chen's hands on his lap tightened a little.
"I don't know...... I don't even know what my feelings are for him now. I never knew what he looked like. I knew him, but I hadn't really seen his face. He always wears a black mask. His face was blurry, but his eyes were deeply engraved in my heart...... I don't really believe in the coincidences that arise in this world. Until, I met you. Cheng Chen, your eyes are really very similar to Zhiming. It can be said that every time I look into your eyes, I always have a feeling that you are him. I can't see my mind anymore......"
Cheng Chen smiled indifferently, "People are similar, and things are the same." It's just a pair of eyes. ”
"What if it's similar in Shen Yun?"
"That can only say that there are such coincidental things in the world......"
"Do you think it's beautiful?" An Rui didn't say anything, just stared at the wet grass in front of her.
"It's full of unopened wheat straw chrysanthemums, and when they bloom in July, it's the most beautiful ......."
"You know?" An Rui was slightly stunned.
"I've been here...... Just when the straw chrysanthemum is in full bloom. His deep dark eyes lit up like bright moonlight on the calm surface of a lake.
"It's a pity, I heard that this place was bought by a merchant, and soon, this piece of wheat straw chrysanthemum will no longer exist, and I don't know if I can see it next year......"
"What you will see, you will ...... in the future"