Tonight, the moonlight is so beautiful.
Chu Li put down the phone and waited for a response with a speculative and uneasy mood.
The mood was like being on a roller coaster, and I was entangled for a while: ah, I said it, but I really said it;
After a while, I struggled again: Oh my god, how can I say such things at such a time! Ten minutes ago, he was still throwing his temper at Lao Tzu, and he was as cold as a crystal skull of Mayan civilization. How could Lao Tzu have the courage to tell him, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight"? !
Chu Li almost wanted to bump his head against the wall.
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Come back to me! Don't ignore me! Could it be that you just ignored people because of the trivial matter just now? I didn't mess up the study on purpose...]
[Saijun invited by the monkey: Speaking of being angry, I am also very angry, how can you doubt that I will veto you? I'm the one who swore to you in the movie theater to be your editor, and you think I'll overrule you—do you have to dig out my heart to prove my innocence?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: ... Hey, please answer me.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Cheapskate.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Just one click!]
If a person is flustered, he will become very talkative.
Zhou Chuan did not return to Chuli, and all the news seemed to disappear, or the recipient had died.
So Chu Li was not only flustered, but also upset, wishing he could run downstairs and break open the man's door to see if he was asleep or frozen to death, or if he really didn't want to talk to him—
... Is it really asleep
Holding the phone, Chu Li leaned half of his body out of the room. His body was hung on the edge of the window almost folded at ninety and a half degrees. Looking closely, the window of the man's room was clearly open—
Even in such a snowy day, her eyes could clearly see the milky white smoke faintly drifting from the open window downstairs, and from the eaves, one could faintly see the slender fingertips of the man holding a cigarette...
He really wasn't asleep yet.
"Teacher!" Chu Li seemed to have forgotten that half an hour ago when she was ignored by others in the study, she committed suicide with alcohol, she narrowed her eyes slightly, "Teacher Zhou Chuan!"
The hand holding the cigarette downstairs paused slightly, and the man's arm shook... Chu Li took this as a response to hearing her calling—she leaned out even more, and grabbed the edge of the window: "If you haven't slept Look at your phone, I told you something very important... If you can, please reply to me, even if it's just a punctuation mark!"
Drunk people are always very optimistic, and the long-drawn-out cry has already
It vaguely aroused the dissatisfaction of some neighbors, and there was a sound of closing the window... Chu Li closed his mouth with an "oh", and sat back firmly on the edge of the window, holding his mobile phone, and waited for a long, long time...
It seems like a century.
First ceremony: "..."
Fingers slid the screen of the phone unconsciously, until the phone vibrated suddenly, and after she repeated the message asking "Come back to me" three times, the head of the man who had been silent all night finally jumped out of the response—
[Hikawa:...]
[Hikawa: .]
A full stop usually means that the other party expresses hesitation about the content of this conversation, has nothing to say or is too lazy to reply or simply wants to pretend not to see it at all. If you don’t move, you have to use a "." instead of answering. Usually, it can be translated as: OK, or, I got it.
Connotation emotions are: helpless, reluctant, have to.
First ceremony: "..."
Chuli: "?"
"."what"."
How can there be such a dialogue
- "Take care of me!" - "."
… … …… Mentally retarded, say something else! "." Even if you reply? Are you retaliating for my "you squeak" and "squeak" just now
Asking you to "return a punctuation mark" really gave away a couple of punctuation marks
What about Natsume Suishi, what about Natsume Suishi, do you have literary accomplishment? When I moved into this house, you first mentioned "the moonlight is so beautiful tonight", and then you used this as a good ending when I was about to move out for a short time. With such an echo from beginning to end, shouldn't normal people have some beauty Think about it, elementary school students know that writing a diary with "Happy Day" as the title should end with "I'm so happy today" to echo from beginning to end!
Fortunately, you are still a book writer!
I really thought I was praising the moon as big and round, what should I do with the young girl who finally mustered up her courage
Do you have to say "Hikawa I like you" in ninety-nine languages to understand it
[Hikawa: Don't make excessive demands in the future, I won't be angry.]
[Hikawa: Go to sleep, good night.]
Chu Li stared at the four replies on the phone, lost in thought.
I was so educated that I could only hold my mobile phone and stare at the edge of the window on the spot, until a few seconds later I heard a soft "pop" from the downstairs window and was closed from the inside. The milky white smoke disappeared and fell on the ground It was a half-smoked cigarette that was flickering and not completely extinguished.
The spark was like the tail of a firefly in the dark night, flickering in the cool wind, but was soon extinguished by the snowflakes covering it.
First ceremony: "..."
Made.
Forget it.
Honestly replied to the man with "good night", the girl whose nose was about to fall off from the cold clutched her broken girl's heart and crawled down from the edge of the window, climbed back to the bed, covered herself with a big soft and thick quilt, and pulled to the chin.
The moonlight outside the window pours in through the glass window, and the snow particles hit the window with a "popping" sound, and the whole world seems to have fallen into a mysterious tranquility that makes people feel peaceful.
— Hikawa-sensei, I like you.
—DEAR Mr. ZHOU, I LOVE YOU.
—Mr. Hikawa, Jun ことが好きだ.
—????.
…
Ah, it's over, what if I only know four languages? Take advantage of the Spring Festival to seize the time to learn a wave and learn the remaining 95 foreign languages. When the peach blossoms are in full bloom next spring, is it too late to confess your love with the spring breeze
Warning to the scumbags: ... the sea of learning is boundless and hard work, life lies in learning, uneducated people even have a hard time confessing, study hard, otherwise you will be forced to be like me in the future.
Chu Li thought about it in a daze, and after thinking about it, the alcohol in his body finally exerted its second effect—after being excited, the moment his head hit the pillow, everything around him returned to chaos, and he stared dumbfounded. The eyes that had been there all day finally closed, and then lovingly never separated again.
… Then, there is no more.
The next day, I didn't even have to wait for Chu Lijiu to wake up and regret whether drinking too much and talking nonsense last night would embarrass the two of them, so I went on winter vacation.
That's right, Chuli called the Spring Festival holiday "winter vacation", and he was ridiculed by Hiukawa for this reason. The man sat on the sofa like a wicked landlord, and the two brothers seemed to be looking forward to the dog's neck: " You are no longer a young female student, why are you on winter vacation?"
That annoying appearance is more like a dog than Er Gouzi.
Why on earth do I like him
What I owed him in my previous life is to pay off the debt, right
Is the Chinese teacher who ran on you back then still alive? Have you ever considered that I am her reincarnation
It's a good thing my parents don't teach Chinese, otherwise I would still suspect a wave of "father's debt to son".
Back then Li was dragging a huge box down the stairs while he couldn't stop complaining in his heart, and the man had no intention of coming to help at all... Chu Li had long been used to his gentlemanly demeanor and his daily offline behavior, so he didn't say anything. What, I just stood at the stairs and straightened my scarf, and said seriously: "Teacher, I actually don't want to go home."
Hiukawa: "Why?"
The man sitting on the sofa turned his head and looked at her. Chu Li looked at his unshaven face and thought blankly: Because I won’t see you when I get home. I feel bad about making breakfast.
... ... ... But even this, you don't know.
"Why don't you want to go back?" He didn't get an answer, Hiukawa asked again, "If you don't go home during the Spring Festival, you will work overtime at the Yuanyue Club, and "The Inn of the Yellow Springs" has been given to Xindun. What book should you make recently that is so exciting?"
"The full draft of "The Disappearing Amusement Park" has been handed in, and it will be released on May 1st. It will only take one and a half months to come back after the Chinese New Year..." Chu Ligao raised the canvas pocket in his hand, and there was obviously a photocopy for proofreading in it, "I have to proofread it first. .”
Hiukawa raised his eyebrows, and his tone suddenly became less relaxed: "You don't even want to live for Jiang and Cheng?"
"What the hell, you have triple-jumped your mind too much... I don't want to go home because my mother asked me three months ago if I have a boyfriend," Chu Li dragged the suitcase and walked towards the entrance, casually said, "When I was in school, I was not allowed to fall in love, saying that it was called puppy love. As soon as I graduated from university, I started to ask me when I was going to get married, why didn't I find a boyfriend? Where can I change her boyfriend? This time, I'm afraid they will force me to go on a blind date." what!"
The man stood up, walked to her side, picked up the box for her and put it on the porch, and said lightly, "Tell her you have a boyfriend."
Chu Li turned to look at Hiukawa, who lowered his head to look at her.
Chu Li asked casually, "Who is it?"
Hikawa: "…"
Hiukawa stared at her for a while, frowning.
Chu Li was dumbfounded: "What do you mean by frowning? They are all leaving. We won't see each other for almost a month. Can you give me a good time, stop talking dumb, new year and new atmosphere. I don't want to set off firecrackers on New Year's Eve When I think of you, you are still so arrogant and arrogant."
Hiukawa: "Why did you miss me when you set off firecrackers?"
First ceremony: "..."
When people are happy, it is easy to think of the person they like, isn't it
Chu Li blushed.
Hiukawa: "Is there something wrong with asking this question? What do you mean by blushing again?"
First ceremony: "..."
There are still fifteen days to go before the New Year's Eve, but Chu Li feels that this thought is probably not good enough: if you close your eyes, you will always look like the person you like needs to be beaten.
Chu Li lifted up the scarf, excused that the heating in the house was too high and she couldn't breathe, so she blushed. Fortunately, the man was as slow as a sloth in this aspect without any doubt, so he unscrewed the door of the house for her, letting the cold wind mixed with ice and snow blow in...
Outside is the world covered in silver, Hiukawa looked at Chuli wrapped in a scarf and wearing snow boots, and as soon as his short legs stepped out of his house, he thought for a while and suddenly said: "Tell your mother, there is no need for a blind date." Bar."
Chuli: "?"
The man twisted his face away: "Wouldn't it be your boyfriend if you take a bite of Mr. L? Just him."
Chu Li: "... just in case my mother asks me for his photo!"
Hiukawa: "Just show her mine."
Chu Li supported the door frame: "Isn't it good?"
"What's the difference? I'm not handsome enough to catch the attention of my parents? My mother clearly said that I look like a style that middle-aged and elderly women like." The man grabbed the black down jacket hanging in the entrance, put it on, and then went out, "Let's go ?”
Chu Li dragged the suitcase, and didn't even have time to complain about "the style that middle-aged and elderly women like". Looking at the man, he asked in a daze, "Where are you going?"
"Send you off, so early in the morning upstairs, I don't know whether to pack the boxes or move, or just want to get me up and take you to the airport?" The man stretched out his hand, patted her head, and the static electricity messed up her hair. It was messed up, "Also, I did a self-examination. You really didn't do it on purpose in the study last night. I shouldn't kill you, so now I feel guilty and I'm trying to make it up to you."
"... What you should really feel guilty about is that after I typed such a long string of characters, you just replied with an ellipsis and a period. Why do you not want to talk to me so much?"
Hearing this, Hiukawa was stunned again, and even stopped walking towards the garage—turning around and looking at the guy following behind him angrily: "That period, how do you understand it?"
Chu Li raised his head and asked, "Is there any other meaning?"
"... Whatever, what can I expect your brain to figure out?"
"...Forget it, Hiurakawa will also realize his mistakes. What more can I expect from such a blossoming iron tree? It seems that the provocative words I made so long yesterday and wanted to delete this morning are still somewhat useful."
"That's still useless."
"?"
"The manuscript will not be shown to you." Walking into the garage and opening the car door, Hiukawa pressed Chuli's head, pushed her into the car door, watched her sit firmly, raised her hand in a padded jacket, like a ball of balls Clumsily looking back for the seat belt, the man stretched out his long hand, pulled it off and stuffed it for her, "I will burn it when I come back."
Chu Li took the seat belt, fastened it with a click, and said without raising his head, "You don't want it, you didn't burn it ten years ago, and you won't now, I know, it's your treasure, you can't let it go, you can't let it go. "
When she spoke, her tone was light, and when her lips opened and closed, milky white mist came out.
The man's pupils lit up, and when Li raised his head to look at him, he always felt that the expression on his face seemed to say in a second: Those manuscript papers are not my treasure, but you are.
She pursed her lips, being aroused by her own fantasies.
However, in the next second, I heard the man say: "Talk nonsense and take a taxi to the airport by yourself, poor ghost."
First ceremony: "..."
These days, even mobilizing a girl's heart is against the law, and the next second the cruel reality will impatiently slap her in the face, as bad as fishing for law enforcement.
…
Chu Li left City G and returned to his hometown of City H. His hometown is a remote town. There is a lychee grove that does not bear fruit in winter and a coconut grove that also does not bear fruit in winter.
Under the rainy and snowy weather across the country, H City is so sunny that there is no New Year's atmosphere—except that when the relatives who have been seeing each other once a year gather together as usual, Chuli vaguely has a New Year's atmosphere concept.
Chinese New Year.
It’s nothing more than opening your eyes, eating melon seeds and eating sugar, eating lunch when you’re full, taking a nap after lunch, waking up after eating, and taking your younger siblings to the woods to roast sweet potatoes after dinner. Going home sweating profusely, bearing the abuse of "how old are you, are you going to marry or not?", took a bath with sugar in your mouth, and went to bed with sugar in your mouth.
... life is going well.
In a word, it is probably: there is everything, but there is no day.
Chuli went home crazy for a few days, and after a few days, I got a little crazy and tired. On a certain day, I checked the post daily, "Have you coded the teacher?" Don’t quarrel with your dad during the Chinese New Year, you can’t even fight.” After that, Chu Li finally got tired of roasted sweet potatoes, closed the door and acted like a lady, and took out the photocopy of "The Lost Amusement Park" that was put on the table after returning. , to start proofreading.
Chu Li's father was very dissatisfied with this: After all, he couldn't understand her career as an editor with no future and no money.
But Chu Li is still not afraid of death, dangling the photocopy in front of his old man—because work is the only way for her to contact the person she likes confidently... Chuan didn't seem to want to talk to her about "The Lost Amusement Park".
for example-
[Saijun invited by the monkey: Teacher, what do you think is the purpose of Teacher Jiang Yucheng setting up this vicious stepmother and daughter with C?]
[Hi Chuan: Go ask Jiang Yucheng.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Ask others for their opinions.]
[Hikawa: The author didn't have a happy childhood.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: ... can't we have a good chat?]
[Hikawa: I can't.]
[Saijun invited by the monkey: But I want to chat with you, so let's talk about something else? Have you had lunch yet?]
[Hi Chuan: I'm eating, He Jiang and Cheng.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Really? You two have a good relationship, since Mr. Jiang Yucheng is by your side, why don't you ask him the question just now: what is the purpose of his vicious stepmother and daughter with C?]
That day, until dark, Hiukawa never called her again... After dinner at night, the man replied perfunctorily and falsely: the phone was out of battery at noon.
Chu Li thought that I believed in your evil, but you didn't spoil the scenery once or twice, I was really used to it.
This painful day finally lasted until the evening of the New Year's Eve.
Nearly midnight, Chu Li was holding "The Lost Amusement Park" while proofreading and watching a certain Spring Festival Gala while eating melon seeds. At this time, an exterior scene was suddenly interrupted on the TV. The host took a microphone and searched for someone in the street. , let him call and broadcast to his boyfriend/girlfriend in a different place, or the person he misses the most at this moment—
People on the TV picked up the phone one after another, crying and laughing, surprised and frightened, the most angry buddy called his ex-girlfriend, and the two reconciled on the spot...
In front of the TV, Chuli spat out the melon seeds with a "bah", thinking: dog abuse, single dogs are not allowed to enjoy the Chinese New Year, if I knew it, I would go to CCTV, who is worthy of watching all night on your small local station
Then, the clock struck midnight.
The sound of firecrackers outside the house crackled, Chu Li stretched his neck and looked out the window with melon seeds in his mouth, the host of the Spring Festival Gala cheered the arrival of the new year on the TV in his ear... There was a lot of noise in his ears.
She found that the words of herself fifteen days ago came true: it turned out that when the sound of firecrackers reminded her, when she was happy, she would subconsciously think of the person she liked, such as Hiukawa.
The mobile phone on his lap vibrated, and Chu Li absent-mindedly drew another typo on the photocopy with a pen, without even looking at it, he picked up the phone: "Hi, hello, happy new year—"
"What are you doing?"
On the other side of the phone, amidst the faint sound of firecrackers, a man's deep voice sounded.
Chuli's melon seed skin hangs on the corner of his lips, he grabs his phone and raises his head, thinking that I have hallucinations in the first second of New Year's Eve? Putting down the phone and looking at it, the caller ID: Mr. Actor.
"... ... home, set off firecrackers at home."
"Me too."
"Oh, it's good." Chu Li's mind went blank, "Teacher."
"Um?"
"..."
Ai.
Fuck me.
It really is him.
not dreaming—
It really is him.
Chu Li almost couldn't hold the phone steady, stood up from the chair tremblingly like a high school girl in love, and the photocopy on her lap fell to the ground with a "smack"...
"what sound?"
"... Teacher Jiang Yucheng's book fell on the floor."
"Chuli, are you done yet?"
"...you asked me first, and don't call me by my first name. I'm afraid that it feels like a curse." Chu Li bent down, picked up the photocopy and put it on the chair, with the phone close to his ear That piece was red, hot, and numb, she called again, "Teacher."
"Um."
"Happy New Year."
"Well, happy new year."
Chu Li hung up the phone, and her little cousin from junior high school rushed into the room with a big stack of red envelopes, had a face-to-face with her, and then yelled as if he had discovered a new world: "Wow, sister, why do you have spring eyes! Happy New Year Ah! Look at how happy you are, how happy the Chinese New Year is?"
Chu Li smiled and handed out the red envelope: "Happy New Year."
To be honest, she also wanted to know—
Why is Chinese New Year so good