My name is Peng Chen, but since I arrived in Rome, most people have called me Quintimo.
In this ancient European city with a glorious history, I live very well, without the discomfort of the climatic environment, and without the barriers of language and culture. Before I knew it, I made a lot of new friends and started to be arranged to contact business activities.
Based on the burden on myself, I did not refuse. During the holidays, most of the time, I followed my father and ran around Italy.
On the day of my 18th birthday, my father gave me two Chinese and Western restaurants in Florence. This is an affirmation and also the beginning of independent financial management in my life.
The only fly in the ointment is that I miss my friends from Jintian very much.
The boy said that, it seemed very tender.
I couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night and called Zhu Shoubin in a prank call to harass California's Zhu Shoubin. He was either writing a calculus report or a densely packed data program. At this time, he would always beat the table and shout: "What's so good? It's not dead."
Hearing his angry roar and the complaints that had been holding back for a long time, I magically fell asleep all night.
Shen Zhou and I often meet each other often. Sometimes he flies to Rome, sometimes I flies to London. Every time he meets, he always gives me a face. But don’t worry, he won’t be able to survive for three minutes, and he will definitely regain his “tuberculosis” nature immediately, talking about his colorful life in London, and his Nren Huan Fat Yan and thin girlfriend.
Once, I mocked him and said: "Old Gu Ruo knows about your corrupt studying abroad life. I wonder if he will chase you and give you a beating?"
Shen Zhou curled his lips contemptuously, and coldly counterattacked: "If you have a long mouth, go and sue. I want to find old Gu Pingli more than you. Under the world, you are only allowed to see a forgotten friend, and you are not allowed to hug me. what?"
I laughed bitterly, this "friend" is 100% offended, but where is this "color"
Shen Zhou blamed his lack of saltiness or indifference on my "seeing and forgetting friends" and "helping the gang to be abusive." The whole thing is like an old woman's footcloth, saying how long it is, how smelly Shen Zhou's face is.
The last semester of junior high school.
On the first day of school, I gave Qianmai a copy of "Scarlett" written by Alexandra Ripley in English. It was during the winter vacation. Some distant relatives returned to their hometown from the United States to celebrate the New Year, and I entrusted them to bring it back.
Because, after watching Margaret Mitchell's "Gone with the Wind", Qianmai was full of silence.
She said: ""Gone with the Wind" is completely a tragedy. No matter how beautiful and shrewd, Scarlett Scarlett, no matter how hard she is, she will end up with rebellion and helpless despair. The same is true for Ritter, who has spent so much money, time and emotion, but in the end it is Scarred... Really worthless... ”
She spoke calmly and pessimistically. I listened silently, noncommittal. When I got home, I started looking for sequels all over the world. I hope that Ripley’s sequel to Scarlett’s successful novel will bring her spiritual joy and confidence in life.
Qian Mai's whereabouts after graduation has been determined, and without the pressure of entering a higher school, he spends leisure time reading English novels every day. After two semesters of getting along, we have become more familiar, and chatting is not as polite and unfamiliar as before. Sometimes when she sees the wonderful things, she even laughs and turns her head to share with me. I am delighted by her friendly, closeness and erudition, and I always talk to her with heart and soul.
It may be our ease and jealousy of Shen Zhou, who was ordered by the school to sprint to the city's top high school entrance examination. One day, he raised his head from the sea of books and questions, and without thinking about it, he opened his mouth and said, "Oh, the young couple are so affectionate. Reading "West Chamber" together?"
The classroom immediately burst into laughter, and the junior high school students seemed particularly interested in this sensitive topic. Zhu Shoubin smiled even more, and thumped the table exaggeratedly.
I was a little uncomfortable, turned my head and pretended to cough a few times, beckoning them to be less presumptuous. Unexpectedly, they had never laughed at all but they got worse and made more vigorous troubles.
Qianmai was slightly startled, the corners of his mouth that were originally smiling, and the beautiful arcs slowly squeezed into a straight line. A pair of Qiu Shui Jian eyes widened, staring at Shen Zhou for an instant, watching him and Zhu Shoubin continue to play treasures, simulating the way I talk to her, and acting out the drama of Bao Dai reading "The West Chamber" together.
In my experience, the more expressionless she is, the more stormy she is.
Sure enough, from the next day, she became more diligent in studying than ever before. Compared with "Desperate Thirteen Lang" Liu Feipeng, there is nothing worse than it. At the same time, her tone of voice to me returned to her previous polite manner.
This disappointed me inexplicably. When I went to practice at the Taekwondo Club on the weekend, I looked at the opportunity and kicked Shen Zhou and Zhu Shoubin.
Until one day after school, I went back and saw her standing alone in front of the grade column in the classroom with her head up, staring at the grades on it. I was puzzled and walked over to ask her.
She didn't hesitate to say, "I want to challenge them both."
I sighed secretly at the moment, I really am a person who will repay me. But soon, I turned to the reward. Reminiscent of her previous competition results after the real move, defeating Shen Zhou and Zhu Shoubin is really not a fantasy. If she could beat the two in one fell swoop during the high school entrance examination, and then waved her hand to leave after graduation, then Shen Zhou and Zhu Shoubin just wanted to "revenge", and there would be no chance for the same examination room in this life...
The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and silently became her ally the next day.
After months of hard review, in July when the phoenix blossomed, Jintian No. 1 High School Entrance Examination scores shone across the city, taking the top one, two, and six, making the school leaders happy from ear to ear. Among them, the first place is the miraculous blooming and stalk, that is, I and Qianmai. I heard that until today, the teachers of No. 1 Middle School are still talking about it every time the high school entrance examination season. Many juniors and younger sisters watched our photo profile in the school history room, and joined hands one after another, eager to try, but unfortunately they did not succeed.
Thinking back to that year, Shen Zhou's face was darkened by the excitement of Qian Mai's calmness. He hurriedly made an excuse to study a language school, fleeing to London, and secretly shrank in the apartment, gritted his teeth with hatred. I laughed unkindly!
Nowadays, even if he occasionally mentions Qianmai's name for many years, Shen Zhou's face is still green. If there is nowhere to retaliate, he lied to me and charged me with the charges of "seeing and forgetting friends" and "being embarrassed as a traitor".
I really want to, if this "friend" can be exchanged for that "color".
Suppose, when I was in middle school, my feelings for Qianmai were still hazy. Then, after leaving, with the passage of time, the sprouting of this adolescence has lasted forever and become more and more clear.
Less than a week after I went to school in Rome, some girls came over to show love and ask for dating. At that time, the first thought that came to me was: "You are not a latent wheat."
I just turned 18, and many friends and relatives introduced me to my girlfriend. Sometimes, even grandma and mother get together. Looking at the girls who come to the house with adults to play, I can't help but secretly compare with them.
After coming down several times, I was a fool and knew where I was.
So, I started to speed up the progress of my studies and wanted to get my diploma and return to China in the shortest possible time.
So, I started to learn more about business and think of ways to make myself stronger. Just because she once joked that if I couldn't cover her, she would die miserably in a foreign country. I want to hold up a piece of sky for her, absolutely not allowed to happen.
I feel like an arrow. I am very busy every day. Apart from sports, my only leisure is to take a camera and take pictures while walking.
I took a picture of Plaza de España. The movie "Roman Holiday" was shot here, and the cafe on the square was a favorite place for literati such as Keats, Byron and Shelley.
Qian Mai said that she likes the artistic and romantic atmosphere here. In fact, what I want to tell her is that for the Romans, sitting on the Spanish Steps and falling in love is a serious matter.
I also photographed Florence. I won’t take pictures of these famous views, the Leaning Tower of Pisa and the Ancient Bridge of Vecchio. In this city full of life and art, I took a lot of little things that would make her love her. There are gold sand in delicate glass bottles; there are exquisite stones collected from all over the world to make jewelry; there are animal and plant-sized fossils made into key cards; there are also fascinating wood cubes and paper crafts.
I sent her a very bright and elegant hand-embroidered scarf, and a red glass necklace from Venice. The price is not expensive, but it is absolutely unique and beautiful. In QQ, she sent more than N expressions of dancing and dancing in a row, thanking her for giving me a double payment. Fortunately, I have the foresight and no address is left on the package.
Of course, I took the most shots in Milan. Creative and innovative window advertisements, a dazzling array of fashion boutiques, distinctive pedestrian clothing, and so on. Over the years, just the selected pictures have saved many large-capacity USB flash drives. Even the cousin and cousin who are in the clothing business came to me to learn from me. I also took the opportunity to help her get a lot of fabric information.
I told her that shopping in Milan's brand-name boutiques is generally 20-30% lower than that in China, plus a 15-17% tax rebate, which is equivalent to a 60-70% discount. Immediately, she sent a salivating expression.
I also deliberately told her that from Milan to the north, FOXTOWN on the Swiss border, there are many famous brands. Every day from 11 o'clock to 18 o'clock, you can buy things as low as 2-3%. Not surprisingly, this time, she sent out two tortured and frantic expressions in a row.
I took the opportunity to propose for the Nth time to let her learn Italian in order to prepare for a postgraduate study in Milan in a few years. Here, Britain, Spain, and France are close at hand, and you can go to exchange and study at any time.
She was very moved, but as always, she refused, saying that she had a wish and had to complete it first.
Although I was psychologically prepared, I was somewhat disappointed. It seems that if the mountain does not come, I will be the only one who goes there.
Because of the different vacation time, we haven't seen each other after graduation. Even though there were a few holidays, I went back to China with my dad to patrol the branches and passed by Beijing, but she did not happen to follow her tutor to go to other places to sketch or train.
Because of the time difference, we basically didn't talk on the phone, and we all left messages to the computer. Even if it's a message, it's as concise as possible, usually in short three or two sentences. She seldom talked about her own affairs. When she had time, she would laugh, scold, and gag in the group of classmates, making people tremble, but she couldn't find traces of her life in those words. Only when she is going to disappear for a while, will she type a few words in the mood bar to indicate an announcement.
So, I know, on the other side of the earth, she wants to prepare for an exam, she wants to participate in an art exhibition, she wants to go to other places to sketch, she wants to go to a neighboring province to do things, she wants to go to a factory to train...
Fortunately, her brother Qian Xiaohai is very smart and cute, and we have been in contact over the years. During the summer vacation after the college entrance examination, he also learned about securities and stocks from me. In the occasional video call, I can finally dig out the information I want.
Qian Xiaohai said that Qian Mai studied very hard and won many awards.
(This is exactly what I expected.)
Qian Xiaohai said, Qian Mai has no boyfriend. One is that his father wants her to concentrate on studying outside, and the other is that she herself talks about the love in the ivory tower. In the end, most of the labor and Yan are separated, and she will not rush to stay sad.
(Very smart, we must continue to keep it until I come back. We don’t fall in love in the ivory tower.)
Qian Xiaohai said that Qianmai has someone he likes, and he is a man named "Rite". In the first month of last year, a distant relative came to visit, half joking and half-hearted, wanting to match his nephew as a matchmaker, but Qianmai refused in one fell swoop: "Unless your nephew is Reiter, don't mention it."
(I know this. In the third year of junior high, she often had nightmares. She was alone in a maze-like century-old house, looking for an exit in a panic. She described it as: Just like Scarlett Haus alone in a dream filled with white mist Running in horror. I comforted her and said: Don’t be afraid! As long as Scarlett marries Rite, she won’t have nightmares. But for the potential of wheat, Rite has already had Scarlett Scarlett, so why do you want to have a wife? )
Qian Xiaohai also said that Qianmai is always sick in Beijing alone, and his family is very worried. Last year, she bought several properties and stores in Huayang, and has officially decided to return to her hometown to work after graduation.
(This makes me very depressed, why didn't she mention the illness to me once?)
…
Later, I specially arranged a schedule to go out early and return late every day, and I was so busy.
Unexpectedly, this made my parents very worried. I don't know how their brain structure changes. Besides constantly bringing girls home, they also suspected my sexuality. They actually sent a "spy" cousin to spy on me.
The little cousin was a black guy with a black belly. He took chicken feathers as a shot arrow, and Da Chi Chi entered my room while I was not at home. Tossing over and over does not count, but under the guise of "concerning", secretly cracking my computer password. As a result, the Qiaoxiaoqianxi picture of the person I have treasured so much has been watched back and forth by my family.
I returned home early and made a beating on the spot.
But my mother asked leisurely: "Husband, we are such a bold and neat person, why did you give birth to my literary son? Could it be the hospital's mistake?"
My dad listened and said thoughtfully, "It may be an anti-ancestral phenomenon. In the early Qing Dynasty, our ancestors had a genius who wrote love poems... I said Quintimo, love in a classical way. A person is indeed very lyrical. You have written so many love letters, but what is the use of sealing them in a computer and not sending them? How many times have I taught you that in an efficient society, speed is combat effectiveness..."
I was too lazy to listen to their husband’s and wife’s files, picked up the computer and walked upstairs, but my mother grabbed her clothes and repeatedly asked: “Son, what’s the name of the girl in the photo? Where’s the person? How old is it? Is your personality good? What do you like her?"
I instinctively wanted to walk away and broke free a few times. Unexpectedly, my mother's "Nine Yin Bagua Claws" became more and more intense. Seeing that they don't stop without breaking the casserole, I have no choice but to stop and ask: "Don't intervene, I will deal with it myself. In short, she is...very good."
"What is good?... Yesterday, I ran into my little daughter Connie next door. I asked her, how is your kitten today? She replied, it is very good, and I ate two small fish in the morning... You Look, it's better for someone to introduce a cat than you introduce a person." Dad leaned on the sofa and said coolly.
"She's really nice..." I knew that my father was changing a way to arouse me, but I couldn't help but argue. However, just after opening my mouth, I choked. How should I introduce her
She loves to laugh very much. Smile, faintly smile, smile lightly, smile, caress your palms, laugh, express your smile, smile without answering... Every smile is tender and sweet, which makes people very comfortable to see. I can’t help it. Laugh together.
But she also often cries. That kind of tears flowed down my face, that kind of quietness, just staring blankly, letting the sadness overflow, the sky would drown myself, and even my heart would be cramped.
She moved like a rabbit. She is the girl who likes sports most in the Olympiad. At the school sports meeting, she easily won a few medals, and even suppressed the limelight of Ji Caicai's aggressive little lady.
But she was quiet again. In addition to shopping, my biggest hobby is reading calligraphy and painting. I often sit silently for a long time, and I am very happy writing and painting alone.
She acts like a tiger. There is gratitude and revenge. She gets along well with her classmates, but if anyone accidentally offends her, she will be as sensitive as a little hedgehog immediately, and she must come back with revenge. The three of us have all seen her "woman + villain" style cunning methods, and Shen Zhou even ate the top and even the psychological shadows came out.
It's a pity that she is as timid as a mouse. Once, when Liu Feipeng had something to look for, she lightly poked her back with a pen from behind. In the self-study class, she almost screamed in shock. She jumped up and covered her face as a curse, making Liu Feipeng confused. .
On another occasion, I rode home after self-study in the evening, and I saw her sneaking in front of the small forest all the way back. I rode quietly and stopped next to her "squeak". Before I could say hello, she screamed like a soprano, and the fear in her eyes was definitely not a pretense. It made me feel guilty for some reason. After asking for a long time, she squeaked and said that she had something to go to the teacher's house of the interest group to attend the appointment, but she did not dare to walk along the path of the grove. She wanted to wait for someone to go to the faculty and staff dormitory, so she could follow behind. I laughed blankly, isn't she courageous? As a result, that day, I sent the Buddha to the west, sent her there, picked it up again, and returned home after midnight...
Hidden Wheat is such a self-contradictory and self-contained person. What is strange is that I always smile when I think of this unclear person.
It seems that it is really difficult to introduce her exactly.
Looking at my parents’ expectant eyes, I had to clear my throat and change the subject and said, “Good is GOOD, and GOOD is WELL. There are so many words. Is it true that when fathers marry their mothers, one has to consider the advantages. List one item, carefully consider the calculations before marrying?"
Mom let go and punched me angrily, and I took the opportunity to run up the stairs.
Behind him came Dad's idle voice: "My wife, our Quintimo is miserable. Seeing his stupidity, 80% of them are unrequited love."
Mother’s voice was cheerful: "Unrequited love is unrequited love, as long as it is not GAY."
I almost slid down the stairs. I promise that if they have this virtue outside, I will not call them parents.
Regrettably, they have been my parents from start to finish, and they are also two well-known parents.
After half a year, I hurriedly rushed to the third level, and I was very busy every day. At this time, the little cousin came back from China and said gleefully that a while ago, I saw a woman who looked like a character on my computer desktop, hanging on her shoulders with a man on the streets of Huayang, and going shopping again and again hand in hand.
I was stunned. She had indeed returned to Huayang at that time.
So, I asked Qian Xiaohai around the corner, and the news that I got blew me into a daze: She was going to go on a blind date!
Do my parents really have the potential to be Taoist priests and goddesses, so they have become a truth
Is it true that I have always been the only one in unrequited love
I remember when I was in the third year of junior high school, I used to point to a scene in Scarlett and asked her: “When Scarlett’s boat left the Charleston pier, why didn’t she call Ritter? They looked at each other. So tacit and affectionate, as long as she speaks, Ritter will definitely stay."
So far, I still remember her answer clearly every word.
She said: "Don't worry, Ripley let them separate in order to lay the foundation for a happier life together in the future. Scarlett is always so sophisticated and wayward, even if two people love each other again, they will always hurt each other until they separate. So, I would rather they go through some world events and see their true heart before they come together."
Was she really just answering questions? Is it really not even a trace of hazy feeling
After I turned over all the memories, I carefully repeated all the memories. I found out sadly that she really didn't say a word wrong, and she never gave an ambiguous look. Could it be that, for so many years, I am the only one who is unrequited love in wishful thinking
Mom and Dad, you have cups, and you really gave birth to a literary son... (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)