I was trying to figure out what he meant, "Principal Zhang, where are you going to stay today? Do you want me to book a room for you?"
"No need." He said, "I've thought about it too. You've done your best on this matter. Just don't worry about the rest."
I secretly wondered: Then why are you calling me?
"I want to ask you, have you contacted your father-in-law?" He continued to ask me. I immediately understood that what he wanted to know about this call was this matter. I suddenly became ashamed, because I
Completely forgot about this matter.
No, it wasn’t that I forgot about it at first, but I didn’t want to call Lin Yi because I didn’t know whether he had any role in Zhang Shiyu’s matter. At the beginning, it popped into my head
It's the word "conspiracy", but now I feel that it doesn't seem appropriate. So I thought, if Lin Yi really did something in it, I would be even more embarrassed to say it, because Lin Yi always does things more easily.
Carefully. Moreover, I don’t really believe my suspicion in my heart, because Zhang Shiyu is going to marry that man on her own, and no one is forcing her. Therefore, I am also worried that if I call
If I ask Lin Yi about this, he will easily misunderstand me as having some bad suspicions about him.
So I gave up the plan of calling him. But then I stopped thinking about it and completely forgot about it.
However, I couldn't tell Principal Zhang what I was thinking, so I had to lie: "I called him several times. His cell phone was turned off. How about I try calling again at night?"
I didn't worry about being discovered by him when I lied like this, because I thought: if he wanted to confirm it, he would have to call Lin Yi himself. This was impossible, because he didn't want to talk to Lin Yi about this matter, so he entrusted it.
with mine.
"Okay. You can contact me after you talk to him on the phone. You can stay in Beijing for a few days. If you have something to do at home, you can go back early. You can figure it out yourself." He said immediately.
After he hung up the phone, I hesitated: Should I make this call or not?
When I came out of the Forbidden City, I saw the sunset setting in the west, and the western sky was burning with an orange-red sunset glow. After I finished the phone call, I found that the glow in the sky gradually faded, and the deep red color turned into crimson, and the crimson changed again.
It turned light red. Finally, when all the red light disappeared, the sky that suddenly seemed high and far away took on a solemn look. The first morning star flashed on the dark blue sky.
It was so big and so bright. It was the only one in the vast sky that radiated an eye-catching brilliance, just like a beacon hanging high in the sky.
I was still immersed in the hesitation just now, and unknowingly arrived at Tiananmen Square. There was still Liu Meng in my arm, and she stayed by my side obediently without saying a word.
The night is getting darker, and there are more and more bright lights in the sky. The city is brightly lit and dazzling. Countless cars drive through Tiananmen Square. Tiananmen Square at night looks more solemn and solemn. The night is deep, and Tiananmen Square looks like a giant under the dark blue night.
In the palace in the dream, pearls are inlaid on the cornices, like birds about to fly in the night sky. The Jinshui Bridge is as quiet as a virgin at night, with no one on the bridge. In sharp contrast to the noise during the day, Tiananmen Square is beautiful at night.
Huan, incomparable.
The night breeze was blowing lightly, and this unique city atmosphere floated in the air. I found that Beijing at night has a glass maze-like beauty, and the color of the sky is particularly dark. Looking at the various cars driving on the wide streets,
There were also countless pedestrians under the bright lights, and I suddenly felt like I was in a dream.
I really didn’t want to go to eat right away, so I just wanted to find a place to sit down in the square, then look at the bustling crowds in front of me, and slowly appreciate the beautiful night. Together with Liu Meng.
I really like the feeling of being quiet in the midst of the hustle and bustle. I remember reading a passage once: Ordinariness is the sublimation of the noisy life, the purity and heroism of being in the midst of the hustle and bustle; ordinariness is the silent abandonment, enjoying the short rest and relaxation of life.
Tranquility; plainness is a feeling, the most complete betrayal of reality; plainness is a way of survival, tranquility and leisurely reproduction; plainness is self-transcendence, the reward for overcoming selfish desires; plainness is clear and transparent water, containing infinite
Experience; plainness is a strong and heavy mountain, calmly supporting the world.
I really like the artistic conception of this passage, and I also yearn for and pursue such an artistic conception in my heart. Because of this, I went to the suburbs of the city where I lived to create such a quiet place.
It's a pity that this world is too chaotic, and my heart is so impetuous, so I can only yearn for it.
But now, I really want to sit down and appreciate this rare thing in front of me, even for a moment.
However, with her beside me, I couldn't help but stop and ask her: "Liu Meng, are you hungry?"
"It's so beautiful here. Let's find a place to sit. We'll sit there until we don't want to sit anymore and then go eat," she said.
I immediately felt grateful to her because she understood my heart.
Just like that, we both sat down in a corner of Tiananmen Square. She was beside me, her body nestled tightly in my arms. We didn't speak, we just sat quietly.
The square is crowded with people, and most of them should be from other places like us, as can be seen from their excited faces. But here, in this open space of less than one square meter, this is the world of the two of us.
, I could hear her slight breathing. I knew that she, like me, was completely immersed in the bright night of this city.
After a long, long time, I heard her sighing softly: "This is so good..."
So I also said: "Yes, this is really good."
She then turned to me and asked: "Feng Xiao, do you believe in love?"
I was suddenly stunned.
I shook my head.
I was saying: "I believed it before, but I don't believe it now. Because I don't believe in myself, I have already blasphemed love."
"Why do you say that?" she asked me in surprise.
I still shook my head, just shook my head, and then asked her softly: "Come on, let's go eat."
In my eyes, love is two people being together, leaning on each other, and two people can face the difficulties they encounter together. Love is the life of two people. Emotion is one soul needing the comfort of another soul, it is two souls
Share happiness or suffering together. Love requires passion, just like when I followed Zhao Menglei every day in middle school, it was a kind of passion that makes people's hearts tremble.
In fact, I have been thinking about this issue, but later, especially now, I have become numb to this issue.
To be precise, I no longer believe in love.
Until now, I believe that the feeling I had for Zhao Menglei should be love, because I liked her from the bottom of my heart. Her appearance, her smile, her clothes, her ponytail...
...Everything about her can excite every cell in my body. During that period, I hated the dark nights, the winter and summer vacations, because that was when I couldn’t see her. But, many years later, when we met again
After an encounter, although we got together and we were married, I found that the feeling I once had was no longer there.
Maybe it was too easy for me to get her, or maybe the mysterious feeling about her in my heart suddenly disappeared. But I still love her, I am sure of this, otherwise why would I agree to marry her?
But my life after marriage made me very disappointed, because I found that she who was once so beautiful in my heart, even beautiful and flawless, slowly became normal, and even had many flaws that made me feel upset. For example, she
of infertility.
Then came her imprisonment. Although I had betrayed her long ago, I still loved her in my heart. I knew this completely. I was very selfish and did not pursue the one and only, but I hoped to last forever. But
, she finally left me, and left this world forever.
Do I love Zhuang Qing? I think I do. That day, when the two of us went to the countryside together and went to the bridge to watch the ships, especially since then when we went to the hot springs together, we wanted to merge.
From that moment on, I knew that I really liked her. However, when I later learned that she had another purpose for being with me, my feelings for her began to collapse. But I still liked her.
She, so much so that I still can't extricate myself in front of her. However, I no longer believe that there is any love between me and her.
Where is Chen Yuan? Do I love her? Yes, I said to myself. When I saw her for the first time, in that Western restaurant, she gave me a great shock to my soul. Her innocence,
The beautiful notes wafting out from under her fingers immediately touched me and plucked the extremely sensitive heartstrings in my heart. Later, she also became my wife, but it was not until then that I realized that she and I didn't seem to have anything to do with each other.
Love, but I like her very much. It was in our married life, especially when we went to Hainan together, that she conquered me with her beauty and innocence.
And after that, because of Chen Yuan's coma, my life became more and more lonely, and at the same time, I became more and more depraved. From now on, I no longer believe in love. What I need is another thing - desire for myself.
of satisfaction.
Love, in my inner world, should represent sweetness, but my emotional life is always experiencing pain; love, I think, should last forever, but all I experience is separation.
What if I could believe it again?
Liu Meng's question made me suddenly sad. I didn't want to answer her, and I didn't want to stay in such a place anymore. Because I found myself admiring the beautiful scenery here and enjoying a moment of silence, but at the same time I felt deep in my heart.