Each of us has a shadow, whether in reality or in our own hearts. Sometimes I even feel that the so-called shadow is even more real than our own selves, because the shadow must be exposed to the sun to show. When exposed to strong light, we usually appear too pale and weak to hide ourselves. At that time, the long black shadow in the sun is the most true reflection of our innermost feelings - Ronin Pier.
"Yeah," Jing responded to my request. Then she took a sip of Coke, moistened her throat, and started telling me the story about him and her.
Ling broke up with him for the first time. Although it was painful, there was also a sense of relief. Being with him was indeed very happy, but Ling could not see the future. His and her happiness belonged to the past and present, but not to In the future, one day, they will become two separate parallel lines again - Ling knows this very well in her heart.
Therefore, despite the pain and reluctance, Ling still chose to leave. Then she kept that short memory in her heart, like a mole growing on her chest. She would only quietly leave when she was alone in the silence of the night. Turn it over and watch it cry.
If things continue like this, with the passage of time, no matter how deep or painful the wound is, one day it will heal. Ling will gradually forget about that person and live a peaceful life that should belong to her.
But it seems that God doesn't always want things to go too smoothly. It arranged a sister for him. His sister is 10 years younger than him, but the same age as Ling. Probably because they are similar in age, she has always None of them accepted Ling as his "sister-in-law" in name only. When Ling was with him, her sister disliked Ling very much and always tried to find trouble between her and him, not wanting the two of them to be together. Even when Ling was dating him, she would deliberately make herself sick and hospitalized so that he could take care of her and give up her date with Ling.
His sister is such a person, bold and unruly, and she feels a little similar to Jing sitting opposite me. Of course, I didn't dare to say this out loud, I'm not stupid.
However, when Ling actually broke up with him, his precious sister suddenly found that something was missing from her life, and she suddenly felt empty. Neither of them had been with their parents since they were young, and she was wandering with her brother in other places. When she grew up, Ling was probably the peer with whom she had the longest contact and the closest contact. So before she knew it, she had regarded Ling as her sister-in-law and her elder sister. But she did not She was sure of her brother's thoughts about Ling, so she didn't dare to admit it mentally. She continued to hinder Ling from dating him, she continued to act like a spoiled child like Ling to a child, and her willfulness towards Ling was the same as acting like a spoiled child to her brother. She took that kind of willfulness for granted. But after Ling broke up with him, she suddenly found that her own life was empty, and her brother's life was also empty. She could even see her brother holding a photo with Ling at night. Crying.
At that time, she realized that Ling's existence with her brother was not as superficial as other romantic relationships; Ling's existence with her was not as simple as just another girlfriend of her brother. Ling unknowingly It has become a center of gravity and a support in the lives of the two brothers and sisters. But suddenly this support moved away, so they both lost their center of gravity.
Of course she blames her brother and his philandering for hurting such a good girl like Ling. But at the same time, she also has some thoughts of her own about the reconciliation between Ling and her brother: Since they still love each other, there is no need for them to be apart.
Reasons to be together.
When Jing said this, she paused for a moment, as if she was deliberately waiting for my comments.
"If we love each other, we will definitely be able to be together?" I repeated her words, feeling a little incredible.
"Yes, don't you think it's childish?" She looked at me with a smile and said.
"I'm not qualified to say that this is a naive idea, because I have never been in love. I don't know what is right. But if I need to evaluate it, I would say that this idea is not impressive enough." I don't.
I knew the purpose of her question, so I tried my best to structure my answer smoothly.
Jing glanced at me with a strange look, ignored my answer, and continued talking.
She wants them to reconcile. She wants Ling to continue to be her brother's girlfriend and her sister-in-law. She likes Ling.
So she got sick again.
She was very ill this time, or at least she looked very ill. Probably because she had been pretending to be sick and skipping school since she was a child. She pretended to be very professional: vomiting, fever, dizziness, diarrhea... all kinds of things looked like a
She didn't miss a single sign that someone was about to die.
Then her phone rang.
Ling is a very kind girl. Although he was surprised when he received her call, he still politely kept greetings.
"How are you doing lately?"
"Ahem, sister, I'm sick!" She pretended to be very sad, and she almost didn't play the song "Yellow in the Cabbage Field", "Motherless at Three or Two Years Old" to heighten the atmosphere.
"Ah?! What's the disease? Is it serious?"
"I don't know, I just feel very uncomfortable, and my whole body is in terrible pain. I am currently under observation in the hospital. I miss you so much, sister!"
Facts have proved that clumsy methods can often achieve miraculous results. So in the afternoon, Ling came to the ward where she was hospitalized and saw her and him again.
Unexpectedly, after not contacting each other for a month, they were not as embarrassed as they had imagined.
He looked at her standing obediently at the door and smiled: "You're here."
"Well, I'm here."
They took care of her for the whole night that day. She pretended to be sick very well. One moment she coughed and needed to take out phlegm, and the next moment she had dry mouth and wanted to eat fruit. They took turns taking care of her and met her various reasonable and unreasonable needs.
Spending a busy time that would have been awkward.
At night, Ling wanted to go home. She was still a high school student after all. He wanted to see her off, but Ling wouldn't let him.
"You should stay and take care of her. I will come over tomorrow." Ling tried to find an excuse that he could not refuse.
At this time, she fell asleep at the right time. Her breathing was long and her expression was peaceful.
He smiled, "She's already asleep. It's so late, so I'll see you off."
Ling opened her mouth to say something, but still didn't say anything.
So, on this night, he held her hand again.
When Jing reached this point, she paused deliberately, as if to take care of my feelings and give me time to reflect. And I have to admit that Jing is indeed a good storyteller, and her story foreshadowed everything.
She takes good care of her, and combined with her cadence and girl's unique clear voice, it should be a pleasure to listen to her tell stories. But it can't be this story.
Because this story is about Ling, and the other protagonist is not me. From the moment Jing started telling this story, I was fully mentally prepared to face a not-so-pleasant baptism. But I obviously overestimated it. My own endurance and the impact of Ling’s story itself.
The relationship between a 17-year-old and a 27-year-old was beyond my knowledge at that time. I glanced at Jing gratefully, took a deep breath, pulled out a cigarette, and looked at Jing inquiringly.
Jing frowned and didn't say anything. It seemed that she tacitly agreed to my smoking. I nodded to her and thanked her, then lit the cigarette, filling my whole body with the smell of nicotine, and then said to Jing in a hoarse voice.
"Please continue, I'm listening."
Jing smiled, as if she thought my pretending to be calm was ridiculous. But anyway, she continued her story.
Is it difficult to forget someone? In TV and romance novels, it seems to be very simple: the hero and heroine break up due to various uncoordinated reasons. After a short period of pain relief, the so-called short period of time to watch a TV series is The length depends on it, usually no more than two episodes, and a movie no more than 20 minutes. Then the two of them let go of the past and start moving towards a better tomorrow.
Unfortunately, life is not like movies and TV. Once the screen goes dark, it will be n years later. So no matter whether we are happy or not, we still need to live our lives day by day under the pressure of life, including the life of separation and reunification.
He held Ling's hand that night. It was not so much an accident as it was that Ling was mentally prepared for reconciliation when she went to the hospital. After all, for a 17-year-old girl, it was too difficult to forget such a beautiful first love. It was too cruel. Ling tried, and she persisted. But when she tried to forget the past with a cold face, did she also cry heartbroken deep in her heart?
So, when his sister used an excuse that Ling couldn't refuse to bring them together again, Ling was shaken. Human will itself is very fragile, and the reason that prevents us from doing something may be just an excuse.
If we want to study Ling's thoughts at that time, I believe that even she herself doesn't know. Emotions cannot be measured rationally. When a person is willing to become a prisoner of another person, she has already I gave up all opportunities to struggle and just hoped to enjoy the illusory happiness within the time I could see.
What is the future? She is too tired and doesn’t want to know anymore.
The next day, Ling appeared with him in the ward. Lying on the bed, she looked at their hands holding each other and smiled, her smile was very sweet. She did not call Sister Ling again.
"Sister-in-law!" she called out playfully, her face was red and very cute.
So he laughed, and even though Ling blushed, she also laughed.
"Are you feeling better?" The bell sounded as low as a mosquito.
Now that the goal has been achieved, it would be a fool to pretend to be sick again. After all, the smell of disinfectant in the hospital is not pleasant. So she also cooperated and said: "I am much better, basically there is no problem. Brother, Let’s get out of the hospital.”
I have to admit that her acting skills are top-notch, and even her brother didn't notice that she was pretending to be sick. It may be that she has pretended to be sick too many times since she was a child, which gave people the impression of being frail and sickly.
When her brother saw what she said, he nodded and left the ward to go through the discharge procedures for her.
She and Ling watched his back disappear at the door, two people, two eyes. Ling's eyes had a trace of confusion, while hers had a trace of hope.
When Jing said this, I sighed. I was a little envious of this so-called him. No matter what, his shoulders can carry the mood of so many women, making them happy or sad. This is also a skill.
.Out of the male animal instinct, my hostility towards him has deepened. If the initial hostility towards him was based on the past entanglement with Ling, the current hostility is more like an instinctive hatred and hatred. This
Maybe it’s another level of hatred of the rich.
After she saw her brother's back disappearing, she jumped out of bed excitedly. Her movements were so agile that Ling was startled. She took Ling's hand and said, "Sister-in-law, have you reconciled?"
Ling smiled bitterly: "Don't say that to me, okay? We don't know what your brother and I will be like in the future."
The difference between people makes age measurable, so although Ling is the same age as her, she is obviously still a child who has not opened her mouth. She curled her lips and looked at Ling: "Sister", she changed her words to
It was not because she listened to Ling's words, but because she felt that Ling's return did not satisfy her.
"Sister," she said, "my brother and I both like you very much. I have never seen my brother like someone so much. When you are not around, I hear him looking at your photo in the room every day.
I cried." She added a little exaggeration appropriately.
That ignorant little girl didn't understand how much impact her white lie had on Ling who was wandering between black and white. So when she saw Ling's tears suddenly flowed out, and then Ling fell like this.
While sobbing on the ground, she panicked and quickly called her brother in.
He rushed into the ward and saw Ling sitting on the ground crying like a child. Her usual elegance and beauty had disappeared without a trace. At that moment, Ling was just a child shrouded in happiness and pain. She
I can only protect myself by crying.
He didn't know the reason why Ling was crying, so he panicked. He quickly picked up Ling and wanted to comfort her.
Suddenly, the crying Ling hugged him, very tightly, as if she wanted to mash the two of them into a ball. He was confused and looked for his sister with questioning eyes, but the ghost elf had long since disappeared.
Know where to hide.
He wanted to carry Ling to a chair to rest, but Ling didn't move. He only heard Ling saying in his ear with a hoarse cry: "Promise me, don't hurt me anymore, let's live a good life."