The voice seemed a little familiar, a little familiar, a little ...... Yes, it's a little cooked.

That night, Liu Yiyi had dinner at the Mona Lisa Chinese and Western Restaurant, and was about to leave, when she suddenly heard the voice from the small box next door. The theme song of "Titanic" is playing in the restaurant, and the song is full of intoxicating warmth, little by little, persistently, to penetrate into people's hearts. The sound of people's conversation buzzed in the music, and for some reason, Liu Yiyi caught the sound from the noise. The sound was like the tentacles of a cricket, inadvertently touching a corner of her heart, and this unexpected feeling brought a slight itch that seemed to be there, making her instinctively feel that the voice had some special relationship with herself, and she had a desire to explore. When the waitress lifted the curtain and brought the bill, she sat down slowly, smiled, and pointed her fingers on the table with professional elegance and said, "Another cup of chaise lee." ”

It was a man's voice, talking to a woman, and what he said didn't really sound. Liu Yiyi moved her body, as if to find a more comfortable position for herself, leaning on the sofa, her ears close to the partition of the box. She listened with bated breath, repeatedly, and finally told herself that the voice was familiar. She digs in her memory, digs into it, tries to connect it with an image, but she doesn't succeed. A slight sense of frustration fueled her rebellion, and she divided the people she knew, thought about them one by one, took out her phone again, and looked at the names stored in it, none of which were there. The feeling of disappointment rippled in, was I really that sluggish? No way! She lowered her head, leaned closer to the teacup and breathed a sigh of relief, the heat rushed up, floating on her face, and then she raised her head sharply, and shook it vigorously, as if to throw all the distractions out along the tangent of her face, and a lock of hair hung down and swayed slightly in front of her eyes.

In fact, as long as she stood up, she could see the person talking through the gap in the box. But she doesn't, as if she was angry, she must lift this person out of her memory, like a police officer lifting a thief out of the crowd, so that she can have a sense of accomplishment. She dug in her mind, and dug and dug and dug Many faces shook and flickered, shadows and shadows, real and illusory, but they couldn't stop, they all dissipated the moment before the truth was revealed. In annoyance, Liu Yiyi sighed, as if she was disappointed in herself and others. She felt more clearly the itch in her heart that she couldn't scratch, more itchy than the itch she could scratch. The desire for recourse is getting stronger, like the African cheetah seen in the "animal world", crouched down, ready to pounce on the takin. She slowly raised her right hand up, palm down, arched, and hung in front of her eyes, imagining that this was the African cheetah. The fingers trembled, as if the leopard was shaking its back before attacking. Suddenly, the hand jerked forward, grabbing a handful in the void. No, or nothing.

Strange, Liu Yiyi thought, strange. Inexplicably, how could I have remembered that African cheetah? At this moment, the music suddenly stopped, and a slight noise was heard in the stereo. Liu Yiyi imagined a pale hand changing the turntable, and the palm of the hand was huge, filling the entire space of her brain. Then she heard the woman's voice clearly: "The earth is rotating, and people are changing, let alone a man, a man who calls himself a boutique man?" Hey. The man said, "It's not a fine product, it's the best." The woman said, "What a thick skin! I can shake off lice. The man said, "Not every man is turned." The woman said, "Don't confess, I'm a voluntary fool, okay?" The man said, "Who has the courage to deceive a girl, especially a beautiful girl like you?" A kind of memory suddenly became vivid, like a sperm whale jumping out of the sea, showing that clear posture, drawing a graceful arc in the air. At this time, the woman giggled: "I know you are coaxing me, but I am still willing to be deceived by this." Then the music started again, and the rest of the words were inaudible.

Xia Weikai. A face appeared dimly, and in an instant it was clear that he was walking over with the ball under his armpit and his hair standing on short as he came down from the basketball court. It's been thirteen years since I counted him. He is thirty-five, and he is thirty-eight. Liu Yiyi stood up and glanced through the seams of the two pieces of ground glass, only to see the back of the head of the two pieces of ground glass. She put her ears to the slit, but her eyes were fixed on the curtain of the box, and she thought about what she should do if the waitress came in to refill the water.

It's indeed Xia Weikai, it's him. He took the girl from Beijing to Lucheng to play, the two were having a dispute, the girl was going to Lushan, but he wanted to go back to Beijing tomorrow. The girl said: "You are here, I am worried about your wife, I must see what she looks like when I go back, it may be a seven fairies who have descended to earth, it is worth your thoughts." Xia Weikai said: "Have pity on me, a person who has no freedom." It's been a few days since I came out, and if I can't go back, I can't sing this play. The girl said, "It's exposed, you're acting with me, I'll screw out your ears." Then he said, "Then you open it up with her and say, or I will say it, and I believe that she is reasonable." Besides, it's time for her to be laid off. Xia Weikai said: "Which woman in her early thirties is willing to retire from the stage of history?" Besides, it's time for you to go back to class, and the school will discipline you. The girl said, "I'm almost a yellow-faced woman, and I still want to hold the power?" Xia Weikai said: "You miss so many classes, what should you do in the exam?" The girl said, "People are making sacrifices for you, you can experience it." The two talked about honey and sugar again, and kissed each other. Liu Yiyi couldn't listen to it, so she sat on the other side of the box, opened the curtain with one finger, and looked outside.

Outside the window is a small pool. Water kept running down the glass window, and the scene outside was a little hazy. In the gap of the flowing water, Liu Yiyi saw water lilies floating in the pool, and the flowers had closed at night. At the center of the pool is a statue of a breasted foreign woman holding a child, all silently in the light. At the other end of the pool were some children playing on the lawn, and the parents were sitting on the grass and chatting. A girl walked over with her boyfriend by the arm, followed by a couple holding the old man by their arms. There is a lot of traffic on the road, and the lights are lit up in a variety of colors. On the other side of the road is Bayi Square, where a huge lantern rises straight up, illuminating the entire square as bright as day with the domineering spirit of men. The high-rise buildings around the square are constantly beating with various light advertisements, clustering the lanterns with colorful colors, like a group of docile maids. This is the reality of the world, and the void of the world, people in this life, wandering between this virtual reality, like a butterfly dream. This peaceful and prosperous scene made Liu Yiyi feel sad, the years passed so calmly, and she felt the vicissitudes of life in this sliding, like a flower that once bloomed. In this era, all a woman can do is to be a woman, which is where her career and sustenance lie, but this is almost a preset defeat. And himself, unconsciously, irretrievably, also entered this game.

Tonight, Liu Yiyi shouldn't have been sitting here alone. The people in the company all went to Lushan to play. I was originally a lively person, but at the moment when the bus drove away, I suddenly lost my sense and found an excuse to leave. The thing was very abrupt, and even I didn't expect it, everyone would think it was strange, maybe my colleague was talking about himself on the top of the foothill at this time. She felt terrified at the thought that she might become someone strange in the hearts of others. When I came out of the house today, because I was in a good mood, I wore a pair of bright red glasses with tea glasses, and when I was waiting for the car, a pure white puppy came out of nowhere, and everyone clapped their hands to ask it to come to their side. Liu Yiyi also twisted her waist and clapped her hands and said, "Dog, my sister gives you something to eat." Sure enough, the puppy came running, and she stroked the puppy and said, "I know that you like your sister the most." At this time, Xiaoli said: "Sister Liu is getting younger and younger. Liu Yiyi's heart sank, the word "eldest sister" was stuck in her throat like a bone, and the word "sister" was also realized that it had a bit of a pretending meaning. Indeed, at his age, he still wears bright red tea glasses and twists his body to express such a large range of body language, which is out of place. Others don't say it, Xiaoli just graduated from college and said it. Last time she said to herself, "You must have been beautiful when you were younger." "Allowed myself to be sentimental for a long time. Don't blame her, only blame yourself, who told that he is no longer young? In this era, if you are not young and beautiful, it is not only a mistake, but a crime.

There was a little noise in the box next door, and it was Xia Weikai who was paying. Liu Yiyi wanted to call the waiter to pay, but she was afraid that he would hear her voice, so she hesitated, and the two walked over from the side of the box. She saw them turn through the crack in the curtain, hesitated a moment, stood up as if electrified, and followed. The waiter caught up, Liu Yiyi handed over the hundred yuan she was holding in her hand, and before the other party could continue, she let go, and the money fell to the ground. The waiter picked it up and said that he was looking for money. She didn't look back and said, "Tip." ”

The two men walked very slowly, at first holding hands with ten finger clasps, and then the woman put her hands on the man's arm and rested her head on his shoulder. Under the light, Liu Yiyi followed behind at a distance, ready to pretend to cut her hair and cover her face with her hands. She was ashamed of her actions, what was going on like this? But I still can't resist the temptation of stalking. More than ten years have passed, but she can still see from his figure that the person back then is too familiar and too familiar. The girl was talking more and more, her body was twisting even more, and she was still talking about going to Lushan. This gesture made Liu Yiyi jealous and envious, that was her right, she had this right, she was exercising her right. Because of this right, she also has a convenient path to the world. That's the right I once had and exercised, and it's all in the past. She imagined surpassing those two people in her heart several times, and then pretended to look back inadvertently to see what kind of faces the two were, especially to see the girl, but she didn't have the courage. In the end, he finally overtook him, but he still didn't dare to look back, what if Xia Weikai recognized him at that moment? She pulled out her phone and pretended to answer it, stopped, turned her face sideways, and let them pass by again. She hurriedly caught up a few steps, and suddenly, stopped, and watched them drift away, Xia Weikai's broad shoulders in a white shirt flashed in the crowd and disappeared.

Liu Yiyi walked back, hating herself for not having the courage in her heart, what were she afraid of? What about recognizing it? Why not be confident? Suddenly, she smiled gloomily in her heart, maliciously, cruelly, laughing. A woman, after more than ten years of years, will anyone still hear your voice and recognize your face? Hey, do you think you're still the same person you used to be? Hey. Liu Yiyi felt a kind of pleasure in this cruelty, like cutting the blood vessels with a knife, so that the blood that was stuffed inside spurted out. There is nothing more malicious than time, and it is more substantial to a woman's self-confidence. She remembered the sentence, "It's almost a yellow-faced woman", as if it was meant for herself. Yes, no one has ever said such a thing to themselves, but all the signs in life confirm this fact. She doesn't hate that girl, she even sympathizes with her a little, and she'll have that day, not for long. She really wanted to tell the girl about this fact and ask her not to be so mean. If women are not tolerant of unsympathetic women, they will be in a difficult situation.

Liu Yiyi wanted to stop a taxi to go home, but as soon as her hand was stretched out, she changed her mind. She made a phone call, and the nanny Aunt Su told her that Qinqin had already slept, and she didn't ask her husband if he would reply, and she didn't want Aunt Su to know that she cared about this very much. Where is he now, who he is with, what he is doing, she really doesn't dare to think deeply, and when she thinks about it, her heart hurts, and this pain reminds her of her failure. There is no way, God is on the side of the man, there is no way. Xia Weikai hid from his wife and took a female student who was nearly 20 years younger than him out to play, this could not happen to him, it was impossible. People want you to be young, they want you to be beautiful, to have emotions, and to be willing to give, this is really no way, God is too cruel to women. Liu Yiyi suddenly felt that she was very lonely in this world, and the clues to all kinds of connections with life were unreliable, unreliable, and she would break it off. The most real thing is only the relationship between herself and her daughter, but she is so small. This loneliness frightened her, and it was something she didn't dare to think about deeply. There are so many things that I don't dare to think deeply, and I have to think about it, it's stupid to think about it, but it's stupid not to think about it, women really can't be stupid.

The night was late, and the shadows were long and short under the lamp. Someone bumped into her arm, it hurt, and as soon as she looked up, the person had already walked over. She suddenly noticed that there was a huge neon advertisement in front of her, "Snow Wave Flower Bathing Center", which was newly opened and did not have it in her memory. She sighed as she thought about who needed to come to such a luxurious place to bathe. She looked all the way and felt that the night was buoyant and corrosive, and only the night could bring out the essence of the city. Those neon signs shine, "Hot Dance Club", "Royal Foot Bath", "Pretty Nightclub", "Dream Leisure Center", nothing is said, but everything is told. At the crossroads, the giant TV screen was broadcasting the celebration of the 10th anniversary of Hong Kong's return to the motherland, and after a while, subtitles were played: "Kiss Contest, who is the first person to kiss in Lucheng?" Liu Yiyi stared at the screen for a few seconds, sighed, and really couldn't fantasize about anything or ask for anything in this world.

When she was about to get home, Liu Yiyi went to take out the key, touched the bright black tea mirror in her satchel, felt it, and hung it on a camphor tree on the side of the road. After taking a few steps, I looked back, and after a few more steps, I looked back again, and the tea mirror swayed slightly under the light, glowing a little bit of bright red.