she remembers his voice. Gentle, with a little melancholy sharpness. During the days when I called Lin, sometimes it was the man who shared an apartment with Lin who answered the phone. Northerners. Lin's former colleague.
Cheng said that Lin had to work overtime temporarily at night. He smiled at her. In the bright and turbid air of the hall, the girl in a pink floral skirt is tired and quiet, like a fragrant flower opening in the shadow. Dragging heavy luggage alone to go to a man who loves her.
they go outside the door. It's raining on a thin spring night, and it's cold on my face. When he helped her open TAXI's car door, he held out a big hand over her head. Warm, wait a minute. He said. When I ran back, I was holding a big bouquet of pure white perfume lilies in my hand. Lin told me to buy you flowers. I think you will like lilies. He put the bouquet stained with rain beads in her arms.
when he smiles, he shows his white teeth, like some kind of beast. Warm and cruel. There is a row of round wooden buttons on that light brown shirt. I like it warmly.
three people eat in the evening. And his girlfriend Xiao Ke.
A small but native Shanghai girl, she wears a black skirt of Yidujin and a faint purple rouge. Not very beautiful, but charming.
After eating something warm, she went to bed early. She was so tired. Lin's quilts and pillows have her strange and kind breath. There is also a black-and-white photo of her on the wall, which he took for her and washed by hand. Warm with bright and dark eyes, with a slightly scared and fragile expression. Broken short hair flying in the wind, smiling innocently. At that time, she was a freshman and Lin was a senior boy in junior year. Go after the warmth.
I lay there warm and confused, thinking that I am now in a strange city, a city of forests. He asked her to come over, and she came. It's like meeting Lin, a smart Shanghai boy with a glib tongue, for the first time at the freshman dance. He taught her to dance. He said, put your left hand on my shoulder and your right hand in my palm. She put her hand on his.
in the middle of the night, Lin picked her up and kept her warm. She wanted to change her skirt. He kissed her gently on the forehead. You finally came to my side, warm. In the dark, they started. Warm is a little scary. Fear and disconsolate. Even feel helpless in pain.
she wants to drink water in the kitchen. Didn't turn on the light Walking through the living room, I suddenly heard the sound of opening the door. What came in was the city that sent Xiao Ke home. I saw the warmth in a white cotton nightgown at the door and stood there in a little panic.
there is still the sound of rain outside. The dark and humid air is filled with beautiful flowers. It's a big bouquet of lilies in a glass bottle. The two men stared at each other face to face and suddenly lost their language. There was only the sound of rain beating on the window in silence.
It seems that after a long time, Chengguan closed the door, passed by her quietly and went to his room.
In April p>1999, she played some soft music like water. The appearance of silence.
the warm life begins to continue.
Lin has to go to work from Pudong to Puxi in the morning, and then sometimes he will come back very late at night. He did very well in that German company. Work has become his greatest pleasure. The other is the night when I go home early occasionally. After dinner, I play games on the computer, and then suddenly I cry loudly, warm, my baby, come and give me a kiss.
Cheng received a list and has been working at home with a computer. There are often only two of them at home, and sometimes she will come over, but she doesn't like cooking. Therefore, the main thing to do every day is to cook for the city at noon and two men at night.
When the city is writing a program, the door of the room is open. He likes to wear an old white shirt and jeans, work barefoot and drink a lot of coffee. There is always a strong smell of blue mountain coffee beans in the room. When it is warm at noon, I will probe into it and ask him what he wants to eat. Gradually, there is no need to ask him. I know he likes celery and potatoes. She cooked him very clean vegetables. When eating, neither of them likes to talk. But there is a strange tacit understanding. Two people's hearts are very quiet.
the city feels the girl's breath in the room. Sometimes she kneels alone to clean the floor, sometimes she washes clothes, while singing softly. She likes to play some soft music, usually Irish dance music and ballads. Then, after I finished my work, I sat alone in the rattan chair on the balcony reading a novel. She is the kind of girl who looks particularly clean in the past and has no ambition or desire. Just like her black and white photos. Silent, do not belong to this noisy world.
Xiao Ke told Cheng that warmth should be the traditional kind of girl, but she is doing an avant-garde thing. Live together.
Cheng said that she is different from you. She is the kind of girl who doesn't know what she wants.
It seems that he was destined to wait for her so quietly in May p>1999. In the dusk of the crowd.
In the afternoon, I went to Puxi to do business. When I went out to buy food, I habitually didn't bring my key. Shut yourself out of the door.
call the city by mobile phone. City said, warm or not to come out for dinner. Don't do it. Lin has to work overtime at night anyway. They made an appointment to meet at Huaihai Road. When Wennuan crossed the tunnel by bus, she found that she had been in Shanghai for almost a month, and Lin never took her out to play.
twilight is a quiet spring dusk. The street is full of people in a hurry. When I got off the bus, I put a little lipstick on the mirror. She is still wearing her own floral cotton skirt. The soft skirt hits the naked calf and has a faint feeling of disappointment.
the city is waiting at the gate of Parkson. Seen from a distance in the crowd, he is the kind of man who is quiet and faintly sharp. Warm reminds me that when I was in college, I liked reading Yi Shu's novels very much. There are three books that are very well written, people are as light as chrysanthemums, Xibao and Lianhuan. Yi Shu didn't write tacky romance novels. She has a lonely and thorough understanding of love and humanity. Wennuan likes the men she writes. With predestined passion and melancholy. Like Lu Xun's injury. Juansheng She used that name. Few men have these things anymore. They gradually become animals in the commercial society. Such as Lin. He gradually made Wennuan feel strange.
But the city is waiting for her. Remind her of their first meeting at the airport. Familiar feeling. It seems that he is destined to wait for her so quietly. Warm suddenly feel the tears in your eyes.
The city belt warms up and eats her favorite fruit pizza. In the Pizza Hut pizza shop, I warmed my head and happily ordered orange juice and salad. She looks like a neglected child. Lonely and pitiful. The city watched her quietly. He feels the difference between girls. Xiaoke is independent and smart, and always has a clear purpose. But warmth is ambiguous and fragile. She is like a pure white and fragrant flower in the dark.
they didn't say much, as before. Only occasionally, Cheng tells a short story about his hometown in the north and his childhood. Smile warmly and listen to him. They ate this meal for three hours. In the flowing music, in each other's sight and language, gently sink.
when I took a taxi home, I fell asleep. Her face rested on the shoulder of the city, breathing gently. City reached out to hold her face, don't let her slide down. Call her in a low voice, be warm, don't fall asleep, we will be home soon.
It's on the dark stairs of the apartment building, in the faint moonlight, to see the city look at her eyes warmly, loving and full of love. She looked at his face so close. A man with a little bit of decadence. His breath, his cotton shirt, his eyes.
Warm, you make my heart ache, you know. He reached out and stroked her cheek. He restrained himself.
sometimes, I get scared. City. It's true. The girl's warm tears fell on his palm, almost in an instant, and all the deliberate and depression suddenly collapsed. He silently held her in his arms, violently blocking her lips, trying to stop her tears. Warm, warm, my silly child.
He buried his face in her cervical fossa, feeling suffocating passion, submerged rationality and helpless desire. You are beautiful. Warm. He said in a low voice. Grow your hair for me. You should be mine.
in June p>1999, you knew you couldn't take me away. You know we are not free.
some people are destined to love each other. Warm your mind. Even she thought that knowing Lin might be just to meet the city. Time has nothing to do with heart. I've known the city for a month. And Lin is four years.
but they can't do anything. I don't seem to have thought about what to do. The cost is too high, and I don't know how to start. Neither Lin nor Xiao Ke is wrong. They are not wrong. So when Cheng told her that he had found a job and wanted to move to the dormitory of the unit, Wennuan nodded gently. She knows him. He can only do so.
Xiao Ke helps the city to move things together. She said to Nuannuan that our house has already paid the first payment, and the key will be available in half a year. It's better for the city to move out now, so that you two can live a life without interference.
it seems that the wind is blowing.
the last night of the city with them. Warm up and cook dinner in the kitchen. Lin likes to eat fish and Xi Qin likes to eat in the city. Every day, she cooks different flavors for two men. Lin is still addicted to computer games, writing programs in the city, putting a small radio in the kitchen, listening to FM music programs, and watching the twilight sky, large gray-purple clouds and the gradually warming spring breeze through the window. At this time, her heart will think of that blurred night. In the dark corridor, the city is overbearing and wild, with fierce kisses and gentle pain.
he is a man she can easily fall in love with.
he belongs to someone else.
wake up at three o'clock in the morning. Lin said in a daze in the dark, you want to drink water again. He knew it was a warm habit.
Warm and barefoot, she walked into the living room, but she didn't turn on the light. There is a strong wind outside the window, and there is still the cold and humid fragrance of lilies in the room. It was her first day in Shanghai and the city bought it for her. He said you might like lilies. She really likes lilies.
She opened the refrigerator and poured a glass of ice water. In the darkness, a pair of hands captured her silently and firmly. She knows who it is. They didn't make any noise. He shivered slightly when he hugged her. He said, warm, are we guilty? But God should forgive me. Because I love you so much. He pushed her against the wall. She felt salty tears in his kiss. She whispered, Cheng, my hair will grow soon. You're leaving me. He said, I can take you away. We are free. She said, you know you can't take me away, and you know we are not free. You always knew.
In July p>1999, I knew we couldn't seem to live together
in a quiet life. Two people. The room suddenly seemed a lot empty.
When Lin goes to work, she always washes clothes and reads books at home, and often plays light Irish music. Some irises and petunias were planted on the balcony. Sometimes after watering the flowers, I am alone in the bright sunshine.
I can no longer hear the dull keyboard tapping in the room. Without the man with a short crew cut, wearing an old white shirt and jeans, he sat barefoot in front of the computer and worked. His quiet breath and the rich fragrance of blue mountain coffee. When she kneels on the ground and cleans the floor, she often listens to his keyboard sound with peace of mind. Because you can see him with a probe. He called her name, warm. Mandarin with his northern accent.
I haven't been with Lin for a long time. It turns out that women and men are really different. A woman's heart and body go together. If the heart is not in the body, the body is just an empty pottery. Lin didn't force her, he said, warm up if you feel lonely, or go out and find something to do casually, so you can socialize. But I really don't trust you to go out. You always need to be looked after.
say warmly, are you taking care of me? With a faint smile on her face, she is a person who does not easily express her disappointment and dissatisfaction. The days with Lin are really lonely. He doesn't know what she wants. Maybe if he knew, he would be very willing to give it to her. But the problem is, he doesn't know. Maybe it will always be a question. He is not of her kind. Although he loves her.
But warm thinking, she can still live with Lin. Just like the city will be with Xiaoke.
Maybe they can get married after living with Lin for about half a year. Live a plain and quiet life. Even if it is a little lonely.
In the afternoon, Wennuan went out alone and went to the hospital. The weather is already very hot. Wennuan took a long bus ride and found Ruijin Hospital according to the map. There were a lot of people sitting in the armchair in the corridor waiting for the call, so I bought a pictorial to read. There is a special report in Pictorial, a lot of pictures of cute babies. Here are their parents' feelings about their birth. Wennuan found a baby he liked, a little boy with big eyes curiously. His mother said that he was black and thin, with big eyes, like an ET. Asked why the doctor was so ugly, the doctor said that he was not dressed yet. It's really a little baby who looks like ET. Look at that photo warmly and lovingly. Smiling.
the test results will come out soon. It's not a big accident to be warm. The doctor asked her if you wanted it. Warm up and say that I will go back and think about it. When she walked out of the hospital, she held the pictorial tightly in her hand. She thought it might be a boy with the same fingers and eyes as the city. In the roadside telephone booth, she called the city. She always remembers this phone number. This is the first time she has called him since they separated. Cheng was in the office, warm and silent on the phone for a long time, and then she said, Cheng, I want to see you. Can you come out?
It's still in front of Parkson Store on Huaihai Road. The same twilight and crowd. Seeing the city from a distance, I wore old white cotton shirts and jeans as usual. The face looks more handsome and sharp because it is thin. Warm thought, this is really a man who is different from Lin. Lin goes to work in a 3-storey building in a suit and tie every day, and has given up his momentum. And a man without spirit makes people feel lonely.
the city said, please warm you up. He looked down at her. His quiet eyes disappeared silently like water. Warm can see the whirling and pain inside. But in the twilight, they just looked at each other flatly. Like any two men and women dating in a crowd.
I'm fine. City. Today is my birthday. Look at him with a warm face and a smile. Do you want me to buy you a present? Yes.
They walked into Parkson. Go to the jewelry counter and look at him naughtily. You can buy me whatever I like. City said, no problem, I have my credit card. I looked at it warmly for a long time, then pointed to a ring and said, I want this. It's a thin simple silver ring. After the discount, it's 2 yuan.
the city said, warm, I want to buy something else. No, Cheng, we had a deal. All right. City helplessness