When I saw this text message from Udon Mei, I was immediately overjoyed and immediately texted her back: Let's have dinner together in the evening, and at six o'clock, we will go to the fish farm by the river.
She quickly replied: Yes.
I no longer had the intention to read any documents. Then I went to the window to look at the scenery outside the window. In front of me was the wide river, with a thin mist covering the river. It was already time to get off work, and the sun had already disappeared.
Where. This sunny day in winter is different from other seasons. The sun only comes out symbolically every day, shyly measuring it for a while and then running away, which shows that it still exists and that it is still giving warmth to the world.
At this time, the layer of mist on the river is the remaining glow left after the sun has left, and it is also preparation for tomorrow's sunny day.
On the other side of the river is the fish farm. Although I can't see the place clearly from here, I can roughly know its location.
I will have dinner with her in a while. I thought happily in my heart.
Finally, when it was time to get off work, I was not in a hurry to go out, because my status was different now, and I wanted to make my subordinates think that I was always busy. So, I hesitated for a while before starting to go downstairs.
When I went out, I found that the two deputy directors in the office next to me had left, and the door of the old director's office was also closed. I assigned the old director a car worth more than 100,000 yuan, and of course a full-time driver.
I also told him that he didn’t have to work every day because he had only one task: to be responsible for that project. Of course, he was still my consultant and I could ask him questions about his work at any time.
I asked Xiao Sui to take me to the riverside and then let him leave. At the same time, I told him that he didn't need to come to pick me up again.
Then I walked to the fish shop.
When I just walked outside the fish farm, I stopped immediately. I stood here and looked towards the other side. I saw our office building and also vaguely saw the window of my office. It was so small.
of one grid.
This feeling is very strange, as if I am standing here spying on the me over there. At the same time, I also feel my own insignificance - deputy department level, provincial admissions director, just such a small figure.
In fact, I know that I am trying to convince myself not to value my current status and identity so much. I am a human being, so I should live like a human being. The purpose of convincing myself is very simple, just to have a romantic relationship with Udon Mei for a while.
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The river is still foggy. As the night approaches, everything in front of me is slowly shrouded in that layer of fog. I know that they will blend into the night together and then merge with the lights.
Let’s decorate the city’s nighttime bustle together.
Turning around and walking towards the fish farm, I was suddenly surprised to find Udon Mei sitting near the window.
"I left after you sent me a text message. I just saw you looking at the river. What's wrong? Do you want to write poetry?" She asked me with a smile.
I immediately laughed, "I want to write, but I can't. Can you write?"
She looked out the window and moaned in a low voice——
Light a lamp and read the Four Books and Five Classics several times at night
It was her childhood sweetheart and sweetheart who was standing by.
She glanced at Moyan Jingchai's cloth skirt under the lamp
Watch him study hard for ten years in a cold window and vow to get into the Golden Palace
Sending a loved one to the ferry
She said she would wait for you all her life
He said he was waiting for me to be named on the gold list
I will definitely live up to your gentleness
Waiting for her for eighteen years standing at the small ferry
Eighteen years of tenderness, he slept in Mingyue Tower
Then Gufan goes to Youyou
Take away all her joy and sorrow
Willows on the embankment with thousands of threads
I can't stop the river from flowing
Watch the spring flowers bloom and fall
The autumn wind blows the summer moon away
Another year of winter snows
She waited until people were thinner than yellow flowers
She lit the lamp and looked down at Jiang Kuoyun several times at night
A few sounds of breaking geese in the clouds, how many thoughts are blown away by the west wind
I think Mo Yan is the number one scholar under his lamp.
Waiting for him to return home in fine clothes, another year passes
Who is riding a horse to cross the river?
Turn around and call for a sip of wine
Asked in a low voice whose girl it was
For whom are flowers and jade preserved?
Waiting for her for eighteen years standing at the small ferry
Eighteen years of tenderness, he slept in Mingyue Tower
Then Gufan goes to Youyou
Take away all her years
Willows on the embankment with thousands of threads
I can't stop the river from flowing
Watch the spring flowers bloom and fall
The autumn wind blows the summer moon away
Another year of winter snows
She waited until the snow covered her brows
Listen to the sound of Xingmu and close it
In the story, she is still waiting
The storyteller folds his fan and tells the story from the beginning
Who shed tears and wetted his sleeves
She walked through the willow trees on the embankment
Small ferry at sunset
The scenery is still as gentle as in the old days
But the river never looks back
Her moaning voice was soft, like weeping, and her voice seemed like the sorrow floating out of her mouth, wisps of it, drifting away towards the mist on the river. I suddenly
I was crazy to hear it.
When she finished reciting, there was still lingering sound in my ears. It took me a while to wake up, and then I asked her: "Did you write this?"
She nodded and said, "Yeah. I wrote it when I was a freshman. I joined the school's literary club at that time. Haha! Now that I think about myself at that time, I was really stupid."
I asked her in surprise: "Did you fall out of love at that time?"
She shook her head and smiled, "What? It's just a nonsense. At that time, many students in our literary club liked to moan like this."
I disagreed, "No, at that time you were not complaining for nothing, but you were feeling sad about your life experience and future. Is that right?"
She was silent for a moment.
When I looked at her, I suddenly felt more tenderness for her, because I didn't expect that she had such a talent, and her heart was full of misery. Her recitation of this poem at the moment already showed her
That sadness still lingered in her heart.
I asked her softly: "Dongmei, does this poem have a title?"
She nodded and said, "Yes. It's called "The River Flows Backward."
I was suddenly startled: The river is flowing backwards? Then I understood that what she wanted was to go back to the past, to her happy childhood, or to start her life over again.
I ordered a few wild fish, spicy, pickled pepper flavor, and fried small fish, and then ordered a few vegetarian dishes. Then I asked her if she wanted to drink alcohol, and she nodded.
We ate together until after ten o'clock in the evening. I didn't know what we were talking about, but I always felt that there was endless things to say. Until later, the food on the table was completely cold, and the two of us had just finished a bottle.
Baijiu. At this time I said to her: "Shall we go to the hotel?"
She looked at me, her eyes were full of fire, and my mood suddenly became excited.
When I went to check out, I called home. The call was answered by my father, who probably had just gotten off work. I said to my father: "Dad, I am on a business trip in a city today and won't be able to come back tonight. You guys should go to bed early."
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The father said: "You should be busy."
I feel a little guilty, after all, I was lying. But now I feel a lot more relaxed, at least my family doesn't have to worry about me.
Then we took a taxi to a hotel, a four-star hotel nearby. I couldn't wait any longer. She always made it difficult for me to control my lust.
After entering the hotel room, we hugged each other immediately. She took off my top in a few moments, and my upper body was completely naked.
She started kissing me, on my cheeks, then on my shoulders.
I moaned in pleasure.
At this moment, she has completely lost the weak look she had when she was reciting poems. She is simply a lustful woman.
...After the ups and downs just now, our relationship seems to have taken a big step closer. We hugged each other naked, and she buried her head deeply in my arms. After the battle just now, our physical strength was exhausted.
We were overdrawn, and soon we both fell into a deep sleep. (To be continued)