Jiaming's parents did not encounter the landslide and were still living normally. In order to avoid his wife's natal family, Gu's father moved his family to Xinning early.
Jiaming went through elementary school, junior high school, high school, and college like an ordinary person. He fell in love a few times in high school or college, then went out into society, found a job that was neither high nor low, and after a few years found someone who was compatible with him.
My wife, just keep going all the way. You may have one or two dreams in your life, and you will work hard to complete them. Of course, as long as you work hard, it doesn’t matter if you can’t complete them. When your children and grandchildren are full and you are sixty-seven, you will just be like that quietly.
After death, some people will cry but soon forget about them; some people will be happy but also quickly forget about them - in theory, it should develop like this;
Shasha's mother was not shot to death by Liu Zheng's enemies, but Liu Zheng himself died in the bloody underworld very early. So Shasha's mother left the sad place of Jianghai and moved to Xinning;
After Jiaming moved, Lingjing experienced an ordinary life like countless others of her age in Jianghai;
Time passes.
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(1) Dream
In 2009, Jianghai, Jiaming’s single residence.
this is a dream
The stars outside the window were shining abnormally, it was impossible, this was an area with serious light pollution; there was a faint sound of water boiling in the kettle from the kitchen.
In front of her, her back was facing this way, and she was unbuttoning the collar of her school uniform with both hands. Her black hair, which was barely reaching her shoulders, had no trace of being taken care of. It was spread smoothly and covered her face from both sides, revealing a small piece of her face.
Fair and slender neck.
He walked over to her and hugged her back, lowered his head and smelled it. He felt it was a familiar fragrance, so he got addicted to it.
"Ah" Although I couldn't see her face, I knew she must have a confused expression now, as if she didn't know what to do. She let out a meaningless moan and broke away gently.
Putting his hands on her shoulders, she was trembling, her breathing became rapid, she turned around obediently, her face was red, her head was lowered, and a blush spread to the back of her neck at a visible speed.
All the buttons of her school uniform were unbuttoned, and there was a nightgown underneath?!
The sound of the kettle lid being turned on could no longer be heard. The outside noise seemed to have never existed. The only sound left in the room was the breathing of the two people.
Lifting up your nightgown with your right hand is too fake, so use both hands together
Without any politeness, she lifted the hem of her nightgown to her chest. She raised one hand to stop it, but it didn't come down, and it was just hidden near her chest.
bumped into.
She suddenly raised her head, her shy look faded away, and my face was held in her hands: "Kiss me."
I couldn't help it anymore, so I impulsively stepped forward and hugged her.
In a daze, the impression of a foreign program that I had glanced at a long time ago came up - a woman on TV taught skills to her best friend: "Just add a little more to him and your boyfriend will turn into a beast and pounce on you."
That's ridiculous, now is not the time to think wildly!
He didn't have time to take off his clothes, so he put her directly on the floor. "Hmm, hmm," the breathless kiss between each other continued. His lungs were almost at their limit, but he still couldn't bear to let go of her lips. The nightgown was already gone.
Lift it completely to her neck, and you can feel the two bumps without looking.
Their lips finally parted, and he bent down to look for the two strawberries. "Yeah" she closed her eyes and turned her head to the other side.
This must be a dream!
——Otherwise it would be a crime!
Because, she is still exactly the same as she was back then, but I am already who I am in reality.
She opened her eyes from the confusion: "Jia Ming! Ji Ming! Can I not use this kind of thing as an experiment?"
No! No? Isn’t this what you would say?
The underwear that was there just now disappeared without knowing when, and he and her were joined together. "Jia Ming! Yeah." During the pause, she tried to organize her breathing, but her breathing was already so messed up that she couldn't find a clue.
With a hum, her wet eyes stared blankly into my eyes, her mouth was half-opened, vaguely reflecting the neat and fragmented white light, and she was talking:
"——I like Jiaming."
When he opened his eyes, he was in a familiar environment. There was a crumpled mattress under him, which had its own body temperature. If it was the weekend, he would not have to think about anything now and could close his eyes with complete peace of mind. However, he still had a few points.
I couldn't figure out the situation, so I sat up and looked left and right. I saw the TV, the amplifier under the TV, the speakers on the left and right, and the cabinet combination. I was on the bed at home, and I had to go to work today.
The weather was very cold. I was sitting on the bed in a daze. When I touched my body, I felt a layer of sweat. The heat had not gone away. What, I dreamed that I was sweating all over my body. What a bad dream.
I got up from the bed, found the remote control, turned on the TV, and threw it aside. I changed into clean clothes first, and then looked at what to eat.
"One day, on TV - nostalgic -"
The singing replaced the expected morning news. He was a little strange and turned around to look at the upper right corner of the screen.
2009-2-24-7:35
ah?!
Damn!! Bus! Late! Totally late!
As quickly as possible, he changed into clean clothes, stepped on his leather shoes, grabbed his briefcase, looked for his suit, and rushed out the door with both of them in hand.
He couldn't eat breakfast, so he wore a coat and tie while running on the road. Generally speaking, he is a well-behaved type and would not be late easily. Such embarrassing situations are rare now except for the time when he first joined the company.
Last night’s phone call——
"Hey! Jiaming? I'm mom!"
"You haven't called me back lately! You haven't come home during the Chinese New Year!"
"Your father is very worried about you, do you know that?"
It's here again. Putting down the water glass, Jia Ming walked over and reached out to clear the phone recording. He could almost guess what was behind him, so there was no need to listen to it anymore. Speaking of which, he left his parents' home to live independently and went to another place.
The greatest value of a city is probably that it has room for choice at times like this.
"——By the way! Someone named Liu Huaisha called home just now."
"I've given her your phone number and address."
What the hell! I just did it without asking.
"She said she was your friend from middle school."
"It's not like the salesman told her it's okay, right?"
I’ve said it all, what else can I do, just give your phone number and address to strangers casually, I’m really impressed by you, mom.
Liu Huaisha? Where have you heard this?
All I can think of is——
Smiling happily, teasing him, stimulating him, but using sincerity and plainness to make it difficult for him to find the words to fight back, and watching with interest his anger slowly fermented in silence.
is her!!
Hehe, I really haven’t grown up with the old-fashioned drama about meeting in a dream.
Sure enough, the awning at the bus stop was empty, and the people who usually came here to wait had all got on the bus and left. He had to wait for at least 15 minutes for the next bus, and while running desperately to the subway station, he felt a vague feeling in his heart since the morning
Nothing goes well from the beginning, and I’m afraid the entire day will be unlucky.