Jiang Zhi actually felt that what Shen Luyan said made some sense.
There is no marriage, so it doesn't matter even if it is not accurate.
"I've been to a place like this before, and there are quite a lot of people. Do you want to squeeze in?" Jiang Zhi is afraid of fewer and fewer things now. Whether it hurts or loves him, he can endure it.
Shen Luyan said it didn't matter.
Jiang Zhi nodded, as long as Shen Luyan wouldn't be dissatisfied with the large number of people.
After drinking coffee, Shen Luyan took her hand and followed the town's signboards, leading her to find the Marriage Bridge, which is famous in this town.
The bridge has been hung with red silk and heart-shaped locks.
There are also many couples taking photos on the bridge.
They all look young.
Jiang Zhi stopped and the two stood at the bridge in silence, neither of them taking the first step.
She consciously distanced herself from the people on the bridge. Everyone of the young lovers in love looked so happy.
Shen Luyan turned his face and looked down at her.
She stood beside him without saying a word, still feeling that almost transparent coldness about her body.
Shen Luyan bought a childish-looking heart-shaped lock on a whim, and he suddenly said, "Do you want to hang it up?"
Jiang Zhi looked at the heart-shaped lock in his palm, and she reached out and touched it carefully.
I thought my heart was like dead water, but it turns out there are still ripples.
Her heart was sore and swollen, sore and numb.
"We look like a couple now."
It was also the fairy tale she had dreamed of.
Like ordinary, monotonous, occasionally sweet love.
Why did Shen Luyan start to be gentle to her now? He should be as cold and businesslike as before to maintain his relationship with her.
Jiang Zhi raised his sore eyes, the cold wind blew by, and his eyes were dry.
She looked at him, knowing that only by staying away from the unpleasant memories of the past could she and him have such a rare quiet time.
When you return to Beicheng, everything will be back to the way it was before.
He is still brooding over the fact that she was unfaithful, and he still only wants to satisfy his own possessiveness and ignores her thoughts.
He was still the only one suffering.
Shen Luyan will always be in a high and undefeated position.
Jiang Zhi had almost never seen his tears. When he and Jiang Suining broke up, he sat in a bar outside the school gate for a long time. It was a quiet bar in the cold winter.
He sat there all night.
Jiang Zhi sat in the corner and looked at him for a long time.
Many times, he could see her when he turned around, but at that time there was no one else in his eyes.
Just like now, he doesn't see him in his eyes.
She couldn't tell whether Shen Luyan was crying at that time, but she probably was, but she was too far away to see clearly with the naked eye.
Some inexplicable thoughts began to pop up in Jiang Zhi's mind, and she suddenly said: "Shen Luyan."
"What's wrong?"
"If one day I die in an accident, will you shed a tear for me?"
The man shook her hand: "Don't make this almost zero-probability assumption."
Jiang Zhi smiled in relief: "What if, who knows who will come first tomorrow or the accident? Car accidents, terminal illnesses, anything can happen."
Shen Luyan seemed to think of some unpleasant memory and squeezed her hand: "No."
She actually felt such a sense of relief.
Then, she heard Shen Luyan say: "So don't die in front of me."
Jiang Zhi ignored the burning pain in her heart and smiled nonchalantly: "Okay, I will try my best to live as long as a hundred years."
The owner of the lock seller interrupted them. Seeing that the couple looked good-looking, he couldn't help but want to strike up a conversation: "Would you like to engrave your names on the lock? This seems to be more effective!"
Jiang Zhi looked at the heart-shaped lock in his hand and was silent for a while.
Shen Luyan brushed off the other party's kindness: "No need."
Jiang Zhi's eyelashes trembled twice, but she didn't lose it.
The two of them finished hanging the locks calmly, but were stopped by the stall owner again. He held a camera and said, "Let's take a group photo? I'll develop the photo and give it to you for free."
It looks so good, so I will leave one on his stall to attract new customers.
Just when Jiang Zhi was about to refuse, Shen Luyan hugged her shoulders tightly and said, "It's troublesome."
Apart from the photos on the marriage certificate, there are only a handful of photos of Jiang Zhi and Shen Luyan.
She was held stiffly in his arms, and she was very nervous in front of the camera. The man seemed to feel her uneasiness, and whispered in her ear with a gentle voice: "Don't be nervous, smile."
The moment Jiang Zhi leaned on his shoulder and pressed the shutter.
She gave the camera a faint smile.
The boss developed the photos in front of them and handed them into their hands.
The two people in the photo really match each other.
Two people with cold expressions, both had faint smiles on their lips, their eyebrows were peaceful, and their expressions were extremely gentle.
There are also several photos of high school graduates posted on the small glass display window of the stall.
Wearing a blue and white school uniform, she is young and full of love.
Jiang Zhi looked at the photo posted on the glass and was lost for a long time. She couldn't help but rub it lightly with her fingertips. This was a scene she had imagined.
And when she graduated from high school, she didn't deserve to be by his side.
Shen Luyan's voice interrupted her thoughts: "It's very beautiful, I put it away."
Jiang Zhi endured it for a long time. After a while, she lowered her head and looked at the reflection of the two people on the ground. She said, "I left the country, and the photo also belongs to me."
Shen Luyan had already collected the photos and said, "Ms. Jiang, I paid for it."