If you were to make a portrait of Bai Ziren, it would look like this: He is 1.72 meters tall, has a well-proportioned figure, black hair of medium length, three centimeters above his shoulders, erect facial features, pale pupils, quiet temperament, and not talkative , not keen on the circle, and walks alone.
Over time, such people will be classified as marginalized, consciously or unconsciously.
"Did you know?" During recess, Zhu Mingwen leaned over and told Bai Ziren, "Fangzheng has been making fun of you behind your back recently."
Bai Ziren's pen didn't stop, and he didn't raise his head: "What did he say?"
"Say your orientation is abnormal."
Bai Ziren tried to confirm what this meant: "What do you mean by abnormal orientation?"
"You like women."
Bai Ziren hesitated for a moment: "Why is he making such a joke? It's completely meaningless."
"The bad thing is that some people still believe it." Zhu Mingwen held his chin and looked at Bai Ziren at a close distance. "Usually, there is no way to get rid of such rumors except for personal proof. I really suggest that you find a man as soon as possible if you have the opportunity." friend."
Bai Ziren was silent for a moment, then said, "I won't find a boyfriend for such a ridiculous reason."
"That's true, but you must have had a boyfriend before, right?" Zhu Mingwen asked by the way.
"No."
"Not once?"
"No." She put down her pen and admitted simply.
Because I chose a seat by the window, for a moment, the sun shone straight in after four o'clock in the afternoon, and the purple light spread on the back of the hand, and it slowly dimmed. Turning the wrist sideways and spreading the palm, the bright and soft light Illuminate a word "Cheng" on it.
It was she who lost her mind unconsciously and wrote it stroke by stroke, as if a child clumsily described a secret of her own.
No one can sue, and I don't want to tell other people's secrets.
After class, Bai Ziren rushed to the library and entered all the titles of the books on the computer system at the door. After searching one by one, she found that she could only borrow two books. She found the two books according to the classification. This book looks very new, probably because no one reads it.
She stood patiently behind the bookshelf, opened it gently, and scanned roughly, but did not notice that a certain pair of sharp eyes rested on her face across the bookshelf.
For a moment, she noticed someone beside her, raised her eyes, met those eyes, and then shifted her direction normally.
But the other party was not in a hurry to take back his gaze, and when she turned around, it still spread over.
"Zhou Biran, what book are you looking for?" Someone came over and asked with a smile.
Zhou Biran said: "I'm looking for a book, but I can't remember the title at the moment, so just look around."
After speaking, he took out the music earmuffs and put them on, refusing to be disturbed any more.
This night, Bai Ziren was reading all the time. When his eyes were tired, he warmed up a glass of milk. Halfway through drinking, he remembered something. During the daytime, he accidentally heard two female students chatting during class. They talked about a radio program in the evening. The male host The voice is very nice, the topic of these two days is love, but the content is too shallow, it feels like extracurricular guidance for freshmen.
Bai Ziren checked the time, and it was just about the same time, so he dug out a Walkman in the drawer, tuned it for a while, and successfully found the program.
After the short music, the host's voice sounded: "Well, it's a cliché, let's talk about love at first sight. There are thousands of kinds of love in the world, and our love is different, but love at first sight is roughly the same. It's a kind of winning prize." Feel."
"Or, the heartbeat missed a beat, the time freezes, and a second becomes extremely long."
"Or, there are tens of thousands of faces, but this one can't be forgotten after one glance."
"Or, the bubbling happiness in the bones."
"By the way, having said that, I don't think the words "love at first sight" are appropriate. Falling in love at first sight is too cheap. Love at first sight is better."
"Of course, there are also people who say that love at first sight is nothing more than love at first sight, and love over time is just a matter of weighing the pros and cons. The latter may not be reliable, and the former may not last forever."
"You ask me? If I had to choose, I would definitely choose love at first sight, because my wife was the one I married after I fell in love at first sight, and I tried my best to marry home. Ahem, who made me not a handsome guy? Few people would take a look at me. In Xiangzhong, I am talking about my feelings now, not to prove that I am lucky, but to say that since I like it at first sight, it is a real fate in front of me, don't just define it as an adrenal gland You should know that nothing happens by chance if you just wait where you are and don’t act because of hormone secretion.”
"However, I also want to remind boys and girls who have never been in contact with the opposite sex. Don't confuse love at first sight with pure nervousness. The latter is just dizziness, hot face, and sweaty palms. The former somewhat confirms the other person's feelings."
"The above are some of my humble opinions, for reference only."
While listening to the host's fluent chanting, Bai Ziren lay down on the bed, reached for the book next to the pillow, and turned it page by page. On the 134th page, He Mo extended the journey privately, knowing that his parents would not agree , called He Yan for help, he seemed to have expected such a thing to happen, he didn't discourage or support her, he just asked her to pay attention to safety, she went to the bank the next afternoon and found a new remittance, she was so moved Immediately sent a text message to say thank you, and he replied after a while: "We don't want you to go too far, but if coming back will only make you more and more unhappy, then the right to choose where is yours, the only thing you need is, Don't forget to keep in touch with us."
When I read this book in high school, I felt that a girl who was not two years older than her was really ignorant and fearless when she traveled alone. Now after re-reading, I understand that there are very few people who are truly fearless. How indifferent at a young age can go so far. How could she be just longing for the distance? The biggest factor is the sense of stability in her heart, no matter where she is, she can always find a way back.
Bai Ziren covered his face with the book, closed his eyes, and turned off the light.
In the darkness, someone's eyebrows and eyes appeared in her endless sky-like thoughts. On this cold and windy night, it seemed that a heart fire was burning brighter and brighter, illuminating blind spots.
She wrote his last name on the palm of her hand, and when she closed her eyes, his face appeared, and she could recall the details related to him, exactly.
Simply thinking about him more and gaining some small happiness, is that considered love at first sight
For her who has no emotional experience, it is a bit difficult to distinguish.
Friday was the last reading exchange meeting, and Bai Ziren went to the cafe after eating, and it was less than seven o'clock when he arrived.
On the first floor of the cafe, two workers were changing the lighting. Tool boxes and ladders were placed at the door, which affected the flow of customers, and fewer people were willing to come in.
Xiao Ji, the waiter at the bar, already knew Bai Ziren and greeted her warmly. After ordering, Bai Ziren went upstairs.
There were no other guests on the second floor, and she waited alone for forty-five minutes, but she didn't find anyone she wanted to see.
At eight o'clock, Xiao Ji took advantage of the time to go upstairs, and personally helped Bai Ziren change the hot water, reminding him, "I don't know if Teacher Cheng will come over tonight."
Bai Ziren was lying on the table idly with his eyes downcast, when he heard this, he raised his head: "Huh?"
Xiao Ji pushed the hot water over with a friendly attitude: "You are waiting for him, right? The bar of chocolate in his hand last time was also given by you, right?"
Bai Ziren didn't expect that all his actions would be observed in detail, but he still nodded honestly.
"He likes to eat chocolate, but he doesn't like to eat such sweet, bitter ones. Pure chocolate would be better." Xiao Ji put on an enthusiastic gesture of a farmer's wife, "Okay, let me tell you some more information, he Single all year round, besides reading books, he also likes fishing, visits museums, prefers to drink black tea, has a light taste, he will study recipes and cook, I don’t know if he is good at cooking, but he is very friendly and gentle with everyone, but keep a distance , in private, I don’t want people to call him a teacher, but my temperament can’t get rid of that job, I’m a little helpless... In fact, I know very little, so I’ll tell you all of these, ah, why are you still taking notes, don’t be so cute, okay? .”
Bai Ziren's nib braked and stopped on the pad, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Haha, I'm not kidding you." Xiao Ji jumped on the spot, "I have to go downstairs, I almost forgot the last time I slipped away, a metal pen holder on the bar was stolen, and I was fined. "
Bai Ziren tore off the densely written note pad, folded it and put it in his wallet.
She leaned back on the table, resting her head on her arm, staring blankly at the drawstring on the side of the vintage desk lamp, wondering if he would come again.
Maybe it was because she helped the tutor sort out the literature last night until early in the morning. She hardly slept much, and now she is really sleepy. The long time passed by, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally she couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep.
She slept soundly and soundly, and had a dream full of happiness. In the dream, she was still in kindergarten. Xia Tian took the money to buy ice cream. The aunt who sold the ice cream smiled and asked her to wait. She nodded happily and couldn't wait. waiting.
It's a pity that I woke up from the dream before I could taste the ice cream. When I woke up, my feet were hot, as if I was close to a campfire.
She opened her eyes and saw a small electric heater by her feet. When she raised her head, she saw him sitting sideways on the opposite sofa, holding a book in his hand, and there was a pot of hot tea in the middle of the table at some point. .
Slowly, he put down the book and smiled: "Are you awake?"
His voice was so nice that she didn't know what to say other than nodding.
"Sorry, the air conditioner on the second floor is under maintenance and can't be turned on. It's very cold here."
"It's okay," she said, "I'm not cold at all."
"Today is the last week, what do you want to talk about?" He personally held the pot and filled her glass with hot tea.
"I think..." She hesitated to speak, and shook her head, "I don't know either."
"Do you want to watch a movie?" He looked at her and made a suggestion.
"Watching a movie? Here?" She was curious.
"Well, here is an old-fashioned movie projector that can play black and white movies, but they are all very old movies. Are you interested?"
She nodded almost without thinking.
He went to close the door of the living room on the second floor, took out the projector, pointed it at the projection screen on the left wall, and explained when he bent down to adjust the projector: "This is an 8mm projector produced in 1965. It is silent. , can only watch silent movies."
She pulled up a chair and sat three meters away from the screen.
"Have you seen City Lights?"
"No."
With the sound of tape playing, looking at the rolling film tape, a picture emerged on the screen.
In this world where there were only two of them, he was showing her a movie.
In the black and white light and shadow, traveling back to the 1930s, the funny and clumsy little character Charlo met the blind flower girl who made him fall in love at first sight. He bought a small flower from her with the only money he had and wore it on his body. Filling him with strength, he chipped in to give her a sight-recovering operation, but he was imprisoned. Two years later, they met again at the entrance of the flower shop, and she could already see him. Because he had nothing, he didn't dare to come forward to recognize each other.
"It's you?" In the end, she gradually recognized the strange yet familiar face in front of her.
With a small white flower in his mouth, he nodded joyfully and shyly. She held his hand tightly, tears almost welling up in her eyes.
What a cheesy old meme, but always endearing.
"The light of the city, does it mean that he is her light?" At the end, Bai Ziren asked the people beside him.
He thought for a while, and answered her: "You are right to think so."
"It's obviously a comedy, why do I have a very sad feeling?"
"It has been said that comedy is the highest expression of tragedy, and vice versa."
"I like this movie very much." She said seriously, "It's the best I've ever seen."
He looked at her without saying a word.
This last book exchange, where he played a movie for her personally and shared an hour and a half in silence, was an unexpected gift for her.
He packed up the projector, turned on the lights again, arranged the chairs, and looked out the window: "It's late, how long will it take to get back to the dormitory from here?"
"Less than fifteen minutes." She picked up her schoolbag.
"I'll see you off." He said bluntly.
When going downstairs, he followed her, and suddenly she stepped on an old and loose wooden board, her feet were tilted, and her center of gravity was unstable. A hand behind her helped her in time, because the light was very dim, and the accident happened unexpectedly. , the position of his support was a little off, and she quickly realized that the place where he was touching was the edge of her chest.
Obviously, he also realized that he withdrew his hand in time, but he didn't say sorry to save her from the embarrassment caused by deliberately staying on the topic.
He just withdrew his hand and lightly reminded her to be careful.
Walking out of the cafe, he sent her to the school dormitory.
Along the way, he didn't find anything to talk about, and An Ran kept an appropriate distance when walking side by side with her. Under the streetlight, she occasionally looked down at their shadows. His silhouette was straight and slender, slowly extending on the road. At the next turn, she moved closer to him, and he didn't seem to notice her little move.
"I'm here." At the gate of the dormitory building, she said, "Thank you."
"It should be me to say thank you, thank you for coming to the book club and making it last until the last week."
"It's a pity that it's over like this." She said as she took down her schoolbag, and took out a bar of chocolate from inside, "This is still for you, even though I already know that I bought it wrong, you don't like such sweet chocolate."
He took it: "It's also good to eat something sweet once in a while."
The closer the farewell was, the more procrastinated it was. Standing in front of him, she managed to say a word: "Will I have a chance to see you in the future?"
"What?" Her voice was covered by a passing sports car not far away, so he couldn't hear her clearly.
"It's nothing." She looked at his eyes that seemed to be soaked in the brilliance of the moon, and said goodbye to him, "Goodbye."
"goodbye."
When she entered the gate, he turned around and went back along the road. While putting the chocolate in his coat pocket, he casually took out a piece of paper, opened it, and found a string of phone numbers and a line of writing on it.
"This is my number. If you don't mind, you can write it down. If you do, just throw it away."
He stopped, and under the dim streetlight, he read it with just one glance, and put it in his pocket together with the chocolate.
After Bai Ziren finished washing, he returned to the table, and a new message popped up on the phone he had been waiting for.
"This is my number. If you don't mind, you can save it. If you don't mind, delete it."