Einstein proposed the theory of relativity and said that putting your hand on a hot stove for one minute feels like an hour has passed, and spending an hour in a room with a beautiful girl only feels like one minute has passed.
Lu Mingfei still remembered the gravel road with dandelions on the side of the river that he and Chen Wenwen walked. At that time, he always felt that the road was too short. The ten minutes' journey passed by those trivial things in the blink of an eye.
In the words, they always feel that no matter how long the road is, it is not enough for them to walk.
He also fantasized in vain on that road. If he gets lucky one day and really gets together with Chen Wenwen, then wouldn't the future days fly by like light because of the theory of relativity? In the blink of an eye, the whole hall is full of people, and in the blink of an eye again,
He sat in a wheelchair with her and watched the sunset. Perhaps Lu Mingfei never imagined at that time that the time he spent with the girl, which he cherished like gold, would one day make him restless.
He personally used growth to burn the youth and love all over the mountains and plains, and maturity and reunion naturally grew in that wilderness. When he set foot on that hillside again, he was confused and frightened. He was confused because everything seemed to have not changed, and he was affected by it.
He was afraid that nothing had changed, so he thought about the possibility of starting over.
Every minute on the train is like a year to him. There are sixty seconds in a minute, and they can always say about ten sentences in sixty seconds. Lu Mingfei needs to think about and consider every sentence.
You can't say something wrong, but you can't say nothing at all either.
"Is that your classmate?" Chen Wenwen asked.
"Yes, we are at the same level, but from different departments."
"Is your classmate Russian? I heard her speak Chinese very well just now." Chen Wenwen turned her head slightly and carefully looked at Ling's profile. The unique facial lines of Russian girls cannot be hidden. That kind of beauty has a sense of beauty.
Her breasts were soft and deep, very distinctive, but in order not to offend, she still asked Lu Mingfei one more question.
"Chinese is counted as a credit in our school, and many people take Chinese as an elective. Those people are the best in internal examinations and can take examinations in everything, so everyone can speak Chinese."
Lu Mingfei is not talking nonsense, because Chinese at Kassel College really counts as a credit, and it is not an elective, but a compulsory subject. Although it is good that he does not have to go back to the IELTS hell, the price is that his aunt and the others are always busy when they go home.
I chased Lu Mingfei and asked him how his speaking skills in the United States were going and whether he could communicate fluently with foreigners. Every time like this, he was sweating profusely and didn't know how to explain.
Ling never participated in the "small talk" between Lu Mingfei and Chen Wenwen. It was not until the topic was brought to her that she politely turned her head and stared at Chen Wenwen.
"Hello? I'm Lu Mingfei's high school classmate, Chen Wenwen." Chen Wenwen found that the other party was staring at her, and she was a little unable to stand. She took a step forward, sandwiched Lu Mingfei between them, and reached out under Lu Mingfei's arm.
, and reluctantly shook hands with Zero.
"Zero." The self-introduction was quite brief, and there was no distinction between them.
"Zero?" Chen Wenwen doesn't quite understand the meaning of this name. Is it the transliteration of a Russian name, or is her Chinese name "Zero".
"Her Chinese name is Ling. We all call her by this name. It's simple and easy to remember. Her original name is too long and it's very tiring to call her in one breath." Lu Mingfei explained.
Zero nodded cooperatively, and turned away his eyes indifferently to look at the white light signs flowing like shadows in the dark tunnel outside the subway window.
She refused to communicate with Chen Wenwen.
"How long do you plan to stay in Beijing this time?" Chen Wenwen saw that Ling didn't seem to want to talk, so she took a half step back and placed her hands in front of her body and asked in a low voice.
"I don't know. This time we are here to learn about folk songs. I can't say for sure when we will go back. It depends on the school's arrangements, right? But we haven't run away for about ten days and a half." Lu Mingfei also felt a little melancholy.
, he also wants to know how long this mission will last, but judging from the current situation, it is estimated that he will not be able to find the dragon's nest in one day, and he will not be able to return to school in one day.
"Do you have a place to live?" Chen Wenwen asked.
"If you have a place to stay, you have a place to stay. The little goddess is treating you to a treat. We will stay in the hotel over Wangfujing. The location is great. You can still see a large part of the Forbidden City from the rooftop where you have afternoon tea upstairs." Lu Mingfei felt in his heart that this should be the case.
It can be said that hotel check-in information and other information are basically semi-public and can be found by anyone who is interested.
"It's like something Su Xiaoqiang would do." Chen Wenwen smiled softly.
"Yeah." Lu Mingfei said.
They finished talking now.
The subway rumbled forward. Lu Mingfei looked at the indicator lights on the platform and found that there was silence between him and Chen Wenwen.
The eyes of the two people intersected, and then separated for an instant, looking elsewhere.
Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that no one was starting a new topic, so silence came naturally, and the rumble of the subway could be heard all over his ears.
silence.
The silence that is so close.
The silence after a long separation.
actually.
In fact, they could not say anything anymore, wait until the subway arrived at the destination, the compartment door opened, left after a brief goodbye, and ended this unexpected meeting in silence.
But for some reason, Lu Mingfei always felt that he should say something and find some topics.
He was a little restless in his heart, but he also had a sense of ridiculous self-deprecation, that kind of contradiction, that kind of complexity, when new ideas came up one after another, he quickly rejected them.
Maybe I should do it. No, I can't do it. But I want to do it. Do I really want to? If I do, does it mean more? But I don't want to do that anymore. But you are really willing not to go.
Do you want to do this? Those thoughts are obscure and messy, like the whistling and wind in the tunnel, echoing and humming in a spiral, beating in the eyes of the expressionless boy.
Generally speaking, Lu Mingfei didn't like the silence between him and Chen Wenwen now, because this silence was by no means the tacit silence of the past. What was spreading between them now was a speechless silence.
There are two kinds of relationships between people. You can talk at any time, and you can not talk at any time. When you talk, you get the happiness of sharing with each other, and in the silence of not talking, you get the same enjoyment of time as when you talk.
Spend time.
If people can talk to each other at any time, but cannot say anything, and when they don't talk, they desperately want to find reasons to talk, then this relationship is probably pathological.
This kind of pathology will swallow up the words between people and give birth to the same pathological silence. This silence will quietly eat away at each other's emotions, putting them on the fire and not allowing them to make a sound.
Every second is painful torture.
Lu Mingfei never thought that this kind of torture would happen to him and Chen Wenwen, which made him a little confused and difficult to accept, so he couldn't help but want to reject this reality.
"I" Lu Mingfei raised his head.
Chen Wenwen also raised her head, but Lu Mingfei stopped, tilted his head and scratched his ears. The girl smiled and looked away.
The abnormal rhythm of the heart affected my throat. I wanted to say something, but my throat beat with the sound of my heartbeat and swallowed all the syllables.
Lu Mingfei said nothing, it was nothing.
From Lu Mingfei's point of view, nothing he said seemed appropriate.
What should we talk about? School? No, Kassel Academy has nothing to talk about.
Talking about the past, what happened in their past? The story of Shilan High School, that’s not worth talking about. Let the past go by and don’t bother the people of the present.
Talk about now, talk about current life? Indeed, this is a good topic. I haven’t seen my classmates for a long time and basically talk about life. Lu Mingfei can’t talk about his own life, so let’s talk about Chen Wenwen’s life.
For example, he has actually thought about the opening remarks: Hi, Wenwen, how are you doing at school recently? Or have you adapted to the rhythm here during your time in Beijing? If not, you can talk about the weather in Chengdu and say that the weather in Beijing is so dry.
My lips were chapped when I got off the plane. Did you bring any lipstick? Can you lend me some lipstick to apply on it?
But Lu Mingfei didn't ask. He couldn't even express his concern, but he couldn't hold back his genuine concern.
weird.
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OK.
So now, let us break away from the awkward and terrifying silence on the subway and see the boy and girl in front of the carriage door from a third-person perspective. The distance is no more than twenty centimeters, and each other can feel each other's breathing rate.
Let’s talk about Lu Mingfei first.
People like Lu Mingfei, we generally call them bitches, because bitches are pretentious and their thoughts are always delicate in inexplicable ways. He probably feels that if he suddenly asks about the girl's life now, what has happened recently?
Whether it's good or not, it would be too abrupt.
How abrupt.
The suddenness was because Lu Mingfei didn't want Chen Wenwen to think that he was eager to know the other person's situation, just like lovers who had broken up for a long time, no one would first leave the "That's it!" in the historical record.
Typing the next sentence "How have you been?" in the chat bar will make people feel like they have lost. People who care about others first always lose, even if they know that if they throw out this question, the other person will happily catch it.
So the time in the past was still good enough. When Lu Mingfei and the girl with the color of dandelion stayed together, there would always be that kind of tacit understanding. I have a crush on you, but I also know that you understand my feelings. We both understand each other in you.
When thinking, the tranquility that arises is full of tacit understanding.
He missed that time very much, and also missed the tacit understanding during that time, but the awkward silence they fell into now made him work hard to break it and find those specious topics to prove that certain things were not actually true.
Change.
But what has changed is that it has changed. This mutual silence and mutual estrangement are all caused by changes that are everywhere.
Perhaps friends who are smart enough, if they are around Lu Mingfei, can't help but ask sharp questions, "Lu Mingfei, haven't you and Chen Wenwen ended long ago? In front of Sophie Ladd's Pizza, you guys
We shook hands and made peace, putting an end to the sour youth of the past. Why are you inexplicably being pretentious again now? You don't want to make a comeback, do you?"
But it is a pity that no one will ask this question to Lu Mingfei, and no one needs to ask it.
Because maybe Lu Mingfei had already asked himself this question in his own heart while the subway roared wildly through the tunnel, and got the answer.
No one knows what the answer is, or in other words, people who have actually had similar emotional experiences also know the answer.
——That is not a clear answer, and the answer itself cannot provide any subjective initiative for itself. Its existence is like an unlocked door. You slam the door and hide it in the room, but deliberately
The door is unlocked, and it's not hard to think about what you are waiting for as you squat at the foot of the bed, wrapped in quilt, looking at the door.
I know, I am timid, I shrink, and I am full of expectations.
That's why Lu Mingfei got the fair evaluation of the bitch. Perhaps in terms of big issues, he has successfully developed a character of making decisions because of Lin Nian, but in terms of personal emotions, those lingering feelings lingering on his cheeks.
On the spider web called emotion, he has always been the same Lu Mingfei.
These are not things that Lin Nian can teach him, and Lin Nian will not teach him. The entanglement of right and wrong, the constant separation, may be the test of Lu Mingfei's life, just like his own name.
Lin Nian was unable to judge the rights and wrongs of Lu Mingfei's pretentiousness. Can we really evaluate the rights and wrongs of such indecisiveness and constant acceptance of the consequences?
No one knows what the ending of the story will be. If the entanglement and pain continues, will it be more suffering for a long time, or will it be the end of all the hardships, and the broken mirror will be reunited. This is the fundamental reason why Lu Mingfei has difficulty escaping from it - an unforgettable story.
Feelings (I would like to call any feelings that last through a boy or girl's youth and make them think about them day and night as unforgettable feelings), as long as they begin, it will only end when the handful of loess is sprinkled on the coffin lid.
But in the end, after saying so much, returning to Lu Mingfei, his real fear may still be that he would completely push the door open with his next words and give both parties a [reason].
After talking about Lu Mingfei’s indecisiveness, let’s talk about Chen Wenwen again.
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"Mingfei."
Lu Mingfei, who was still thinking about what to say about irrelevant topics, looked up when he heard the sound.
"How have you been lately?" Chen Wenwen asked softly.
His heart skipped a beat, his head was a little empty, and he looked at Chen Wenwen in a daze.
He saw the girl looking at him with her face that was not very energetic but still energetic.
She asked very courageously, without any pretense, and was very sincere. That kind of sincerity made it difficult for Lu Ming to stabilize his forcedly natural expression, which was not based on fear.
"I want to hear about the interesting things that happened around you during this time. Can you tell me?" Chen Wenwen looked into his eyes and whispered.
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Maybe there is nothing to say about Chen Wenwen from now on, as you can see.
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Someone in the subway sighed slightly, very quietly and refreshingly.
Zero lowered his eyes and looked at the reflections of the opposing boy and girl in front of the car door outside the window. Her beautiful figure was hidden among the crowd in the car, trying not to disturb the wind-blown dandelion's confused mind.
Now she didn't want to look anymore and was ready to withdraw her eyes.
But what made her laughable, but actually made her laugh out loud, was that when she was about to withdraw her gaze, she unexpectedly saw Lu Mingfei not far behind her in the reflection of the window, secretly borrowing the reflection of the window to watch.
Own.
What's even more coincidental is that the eyes of Zero and Lu Mingfei met on the glass at that moment.
Chen Wenwen looked at Lu Mingfei, waiting for his answer. When Lu Mingfei's mind was blank, he looked at Ling in the subway window. He was shocked to find that Ling in the car glass was also looking at him quietly, as if from beginning to end