Hongcun sealed for two days and a half I love - Sichuan, China Youth Travel Service

When people encounter love, when there are four scenarios: the wrong time to meet the wrong people, wrong time to meet the right people, right time to meet the wrong people, right time to meet the right people. I do not know which one I belong. Some people say that love the freshness period is three years, have claimed only three months, there is a voice shouting Road, only for three days. Fortunately, the establishment of either point of view, I have it at the end of the preservation period. Know he is a network of old-fashioned story. Meet in a public chat room, a few speculative shallow talk, then that is frequent in their own small circle of friends where to spread the friendship. We are very understanding, not curious, do not ask questions, do not agree, do not require. Is repeated in a 12-point night on a computer screen. Some are ordinary friends chatting common topic. We are not online dating. Because we are all disgusted with online dating. Only occasionally, he would faint to say "I love you." Said this time, it sounds like a light scratching of your ear, exciting moment itch to make you intoxicated. In the summer heat gradually dispersed from the earth, I carry a bag, towards the ancient Huizhou hongcun away. I live in the inn called "home charities" is old-fashioned residential reform. The day to many people because it was a single woman, do not want to arouse too much curiosity, I have all day reduction on the second floor of that innermost inside cabins. Bag where only a novel "Please, I forgotten Chengdu Tonight" was I even saw a few times in one breath. The next day the rain stopped, inns inside the visitors have to go out, I did have to empty drilling "Internet cafes", point to open his "bubble", left a statement, a simple description of my Hongcun Sin Tong Benevolent Society of Home Ownership . Night, I was sitting at the inn hall square table and a few guests rattled on, your phone suddenly rang. After the boss take a look to me, smiling, said: "Miss, look for you." I know him, although he has never known my name and phone, but I understand his message according to the web to "the second floor girl, "calling me. Smart's boss is not Tao-ming, a number of female guests from the midpoint of the second floor, called I answer the phone. "Can access it?" "No." I looked at the desk has not yet Yinjin of wine and finish at the seats have not yet refused him. "You still Hongcun tomorrow, right?" "En." "I'll come, wait for me okay?" His voice become more gentle. "Ex." Inn of the back garden home charities have been masters title as "Ting Yuxuan." As night falls, man-made rain along the eaves and continuous tick to fall in the pond until the dawn. That night, I sat beside the pond "beauty by", the rain brought back the hearts of the lonely and melancholy, but also makes intractable conflicts. Tomorrow should see the face this, see, I am torn. At this point the alcohol began to cause trouble to my soul slowly taking the time, people are still left behind in this faint among the Shen Yuan. Throughout the evening, I was half awake in between. Dawn has been pulled off the dream bit by bit. Then, I heard the rooster mixed with playing the ringing sound of my heartbeat up. His phone went to two o'clock in the afternoon. The boss is still smiling: "Miss, your phone." I took to: "Hello?" "Country girls, I have to Hongcun South Lake bridge." He changed his usual gentle tone of voice, ridicule them. "Well, I'll pick you up." Off the phone, I returned to the room and put on the clothes. Standing in front of the mirror, I only hesitated a little 10 seconds, give up the idea of whitewash. Because I have confidence in ourselves, I have confidence in him. Hongcun outside the South Lake is a Bobo Painting students and tourists. As the season not yet reached the lotus brilliant, so the entire South Lake was covered with lotus leaves. It seems "different kind Ying-day green lotus leaves," a spectacular sight. I walked along the lakeside trail to the stone bridge rush. Eyes kept searching in the crowd that had appeared in the video where the man's shadow. At this time, a standing stone bench beside the lake middle-aged man into my sight. He brought calm, confident Smile stare at me. For a time, all my self-composed and confidence in front of the man were all devastated. Total surprise from the accident. Accident was not from his looks. As early as in the video, I have seen that to him. That profile similar to my uncle when a handsome young man. Just that I did not expect that a profound literary skills, usually middle-aged man chatting meticulous, even clothing with the body can be so simple, stylish and modern. POLO they have received the smoke gray T-shirt, black jeans LEE card, a pair of dark brown flat shoes ... ... This is a deceptively simple clothes, his background out of a good temperament, so that coming and going in Hongcun The crowd easily won, becoming the most prominent one. Which is far from being the first one I think, "wearing leather sandals hollowed middle-aged man" image. He used to represent the endless humor in conversation he meet with my satisfaction. I use panic, embarrassment and did not dare look directly at the eyes to resolve he brings to my shock. I would like to, perhaps, we have conquered the other person. Hongcun the weather seemed to come as he said the excitement, the sun hung high in the entire Hongcun was drying flushed. Around the village and every household had a stream through the stone, sunlight scattered through the wall reflected in the water is really the beginning of dawn strike the water Lingling makeup look like children. All Japan Korea through the wind, and we swim in Huizhou Middle Kingdom. Along the smoke curl, rice Shuo Shuo, the lake Yang Yang, as birds with water mixed with sound, like someone playing an embankment and beautiful sounding music, and our laughter, as the lyrics with the music the way spilled Lake in the countryside. The first night he came to one ear is not noisy voice, eyes not busy crowded, and only half-dark of the moon was a light breeze blowing through the curtains corner pour into his wooden huts, covered with On that Huadiao old bed. We urge the mind long talk, until it got up on the three poles back into the house. That night, he was with his men to preserve my mind "purity." We each sleep in their own cabin. Inn of the rats appeared to calm very dissatisfied with channeling the back and forth all night on the roof. Causing me nightmares. Parting of life will eventually happen, and it kept happening. Before parting, I helped him trim the toenails. That was my first serious watch his feet. Toe full and tired. I believe that it was forty years walking down the imprint of the precipitation. I admonished him: Regardless of spring, summer autumn and winter, every night to prepare for their own pot of hot water bubbles feet; dry coat when drying, in turn, so as not worry about that pesky clothes racks when stays out of the convex type; home After the mother feet toe nail cutting out the side phenergan necrosis, then a good disinfectant, they do not have to worry about would be recurrent paronychia of; Do not eat so many eggs, cholesterol is too high. To know how to find tasty food from other fun. "Love" does not necessarily too inflexible. ... ... Parted at the station when my heart a dull pain. I know that at this moment I love him. But I still do not leave your name and telephone number. Of course, he also has not been asked before. I like all the circumstances where a woman broke up, like, soft and coquettish. "You're going to miss me?" I asked in his ear. "Yes, I'm going to miss you." "If I was no longer there then?" "That I will miss you even more." He answered the most true answer, but it is not the most perfect answer. The real answer is often so sensitive to the implication of a woman to hear is: he can accept me from the "disappeared." I have a little bit lost, mouth formed the slightest imperceptible smile. "I would rather you never miss me." I said. I was standing next to the door, watching the conductor closed the rear door, will he and I were separated into two worlds. Barrier we have is a yellow glass doors. The platform at the station, he made a gesture to me, motioned me to take care of yourself. I politely nodded. Tears will no longer uncontrolled gush from the eyes. The train started slowly, I leaned against the window softly, watching him to see me and kept adjusting the standing point of view, but I can not do anything these days can only be silently watched the train of love and a half from my line of sight years, from the years of my life a little pumped. Life in the passing of the ever-changing, becoming volatile. Impermanence and the space-time is a close comrade in arms, snuggling with each other implicated each other. We can not always stay in certain circumstances, some advantage, or some kind of love. Human inability to obtain eternal. However, I believe, we will remember a certain sound, because it symbolizes some sort of happiness; we will remember a certain smell, because it symbolizes a sort of pleasure; we will remember a certain touch, because it symbolizes a certain warm. Two half days we will remember with love, because it is the most fresh, when in Hongcun were sealed ... ...

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