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You can only fry dumplings, buy quick-frozen dumplings and fry them in oil until they are golden brown, dipped in sweet and sour sweet and sour sauce, and sent them into Chen Jing's mouth one by one. I've tasted your craft too, and it's one of the most memorable, one-of-a-kind memories of taste to date.

I watched you quietly like a bystander, and instead felt like a tragedy of love that was ridiculous and unworthy of sympathy.

Chen Jing's mood is sometimes good and bad, the days are long and short, and we seem to get along with each other.

When you hugged me and said in a deep voice, there is no way to make Chen Jing give up on herself like this, I nodded obediently, and my heart became sad.

8 This happiness is called marrying love

When I sneaked back to the small house on Gulangyu Island with you on my back, I passed by the alley, and in a trance I saw that night we were holding hands, in the gentle light, I was trying to ask you to carry me on the road on my back, you retaliated against me who was afraid of heights, and I was afraid of being confiscated and shouted on your back.

You carried me on your back to the starlit beach, and a pink firework rose into the sky. A huge heart lit up simultaneously in the beach and sky, and the words I love you, and my name were engraved into it.

Your beautiful hand holds a sparkling diamond, and you get down on one knee in the crowd, and you call out my name to marry you without hesitation. Such a surprise made me cry with joy, and happiness made me know what it means to marry love.

Then, we worked non-stop to prepare for the wedding, and vowed in the holy Sharp Horn Church that we would never leave this life. Then you spent most of your savings on a honeymoon in Denmark, and in the middle of the night in Copenhagen, I was walking down the street with a bottle of champagne, and you hugged my shoulders, smiling and holding me from stepping on my heels in the manhole cover.

The lazy sun, the colorful roofs, the swans rhyming with their steps, and the white clouds in the sky. We sat by the fountain in the middle of the street and hugged each other, played and frolicked by the mountains and waterfalls, and those 30 days and nights in Copenhagen were like honey mixed with wine, watering the best memories.

When I dragged a box of old items to the airport, I guessed you were calling me, or talking to Chen Jing, talking about your love.

In the small house on Gulangyu Island, all kinds of traces are soaked in our past memories, and on the table are mobile phone cards and a note written with Chen Jing's sentence "no question about the return date".

Later I found out that I don't know when I had a little naughty in my stomach. Until then, I was desperately trying not to love you and tried to cut off all contact. But because of it, I understood many things, including that I could not separate you from my life, so I traveled eight hundred miles against the wind to find you.

I heard that you left Gulangyu and cut off contact with everyone, even Chen Jing disappeared with you. I'm afraid that you will disgust me like this, afraid that you will take Chen Jing away, afraid that you will still choose the love at that time after all, but I am even more afraid that I will never see you again in this life, so I came back, and I am waiting for you in the same place.

The drink shop has reopened, and the tree that broke off at the waist has been cruelly skinned by me, and the lights are hung up so that it doesn't feel funny, and I don't think it will end in our love. You can blame me for not saying goodbye at that time, you can blame me for abandoning you at that time, but I left you and walked 800 miles to the wind and walked back to the same place, because I love you and I can't leave you.

9 you

The above is the letter I wrote to you in the corner of my room and stayed up all night.

I have a humble wish to hang it on the Internet, hoping that you will see this illogical but lengthy letter.

My language may be pale and weak, but as I write this, my heart feels like a sharp cage. The tears had long since dried up on the way back, and the eyes had dimmed like a dry well.

I often hide from you and my parents, pretending that we live a dull and happy life every day, but I am alone in an empty room, nervously looking for traces of you all day long, and every day I receive countless likes and sympathies, similar sad empathetic stories and words, but I can't hear from you.

It's another rainy day like this, I still like to be lazy in bed, quietly listening to the sound of Gulangyu reborn bones, during this period, the clerk of the drink shop and the takeaway brother came to knock on the door, and the corgi raised by the girl next door was reprimanded by the owner for touching the decorated flower pot, and everything is returning to the way we were together at that time.

I squinted and heard the sound of the door locking open, I straightened up and saw you standing in the doorway, looking at you.

Postscript:

We walked on the hospital path with a nice environment, and the little naughty looked up and asked me, "Are we going to see my aunt again?" I smiled and stroked the catkins that had fallen on the little naughty shoulder, and said to him, "Yes, my aunt likes you very much." ”

Jiang Yang held the little naughty hand on the other side, with a doting expression, "I'm going to recite the newly learned ballad to my aunt for a while, and my aunt said that she likes to listen to it very much." ”

"It's dark, it's going to rain, it's dark, it's dark, it's ......dark," the little naughty little naughty jumped and hummed between me and Jiang Yang.

I vaguely remember......

On the day Chen Jing left, Jiang Yang and I sat quietly on the edge of her bed. She held Jiang Yang's hands and me, said something vaguely, and slowly lost consciousness. I watched the cold ECG next to the bed still struggling to beat, but I couldn't wake her up until the ECG became a straight line without waves.

I looked at her quiet and peaceful face and remembered the letters I had received when I was leaving. I was surprised, even Jiang Yang couldn't find me, why could she. She told me in her letter that she had used to walk towards the wind in the same way.

Chen Jing's letter is not long, only a few lines of crooked and delicate font

"Xiao Ai, I'm glad I found you for Jiang Yang. You said goodbye in a chic way, but Jiang Yang went crazy looking for you. I had selfishly thought that I could occupy Jiangyang alone for the rest of the years, but I found that his love had been given to you, and what was left in me was only some unspeakable friendship, but it had nothing to do with love. I once passed away in the name of love like you, and I still regret it. I want you to stop, or retreat, because Jiangyang can't live without you. He told me he loves you. - Chen Jing"

When I saw the letter, I was holding a thick cotton hat in my homestay in the hinterland of the Brahmaputra River, and in the distance there were prayer flags swaying, and the big red finch fluttering its wings to meet the sound of Jinglun Tongqin, and I was crying in the dark on the thin air plateau.

I think she also knows that Jiang Yang's biggest dream is to go to the holy land full of barley mountains, and he said that as a thief of Jiang Yang, he wants to conquer the highest river basin in the world. So the destination of Chen Jing's wandering was also there, so he mailed this letter to all the residents of the nearby villages. Therefore, Chen Jing and I accidentally exposed our hearts because of love.

"Where's Auntie? I miss her a little. The little naughty asked me by tilting her head as she poked the dirt with a small shovel.

"Auntie went to heaven."

"That aunt won't hear me singing anymore."

"However, my aunt doesn't have to stay in the hospital bed all the time in heaven, and she can happily pack her bags and go to a distant place."

The sun shone gently on my body, everywhere was warm, when I turned around, Jiang Yang looked at me gently, suddenly stretched out his arm and hugged me, and whispered in my ear, "From now on, no matter where you go, you must take me." ”

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