I'm waiting for you.
I've been waiting for you.
I'm not going anywhere without you.
September 6, 2007
Cao Lu Shuang's heart hurt hard when she saw Yao Yuan Fei's name. Why Yao Yuanfei, she would rather believe it was a prank by a bored person. Even the exact date was wrong, what was it if not a prank? No one would like Yao Yuanfei and Caolu Shuang together.
Cao Lu Shuang was holding her cell phone waiting for the bus at the bus shelter when the unfamiliar number on her cell phone just rang.
"Hey ...... "Grass Lu Shuang heard the other end of the phone huffed sharply, like the wind blew to the broken plastic bag, there is a whimpering cacophony. She held her breath and had a bad feeling.
"Yao Yuanfei ......... not in? ......" trembling female voice as if to be blown away by the wind, the other end of the phone some vague The other end of the phone has some vague sobbing. Grass Lu Shuang covered his chest and said: "He is not beside me, may I ask you to find him what is the matter, I can convey him."
"I'm waiting for him ......"
"What?" Kusaruga's heart got uneasy, "What are you waiting for my boyfriend to do?"
"Is he your boyfriend now?" The other end of the phone calmed down, not waiting for Grass Lu Shuang to say anything, the girl had already hung up, the beeping busy sound made Grass Lu Shuang's consciousness suddenly awake. She was deliberately using Yao Yuanfei's girlfriend's identity to hurt that girl. Her new pain was uncontrollable, so painful that she couldn't breathe. She crouched on the ground until a pair of pink traveling shoes stopped in front of her.
"What kind of bitter little cabbage are you pretending to be again?" Lin Xiaolin's tone was soft.
"Nothing." Cao Lu Shuang stood up, her face slightly white, the street lights around her lit up, orange color painted her cheeks with a nice rouge.
"Here we go again." Lin Xiaolin gave her a blank look, the 703 bus stopped in front of her, Caolu Shuang said goodbye and walked up to the bus in a state of disorientation. I didn't expect Lin Xiaolin to come up, she remembered that she didn't take this bus. Lin Xiaolin said: "You don't think I'm following you, I'm meeting Yang Qingwu for dinner at Walking Street."
Cao Lu Shuang gave a cry. She carefully looked at Lin Xiaoling, she raised her face, unconsciously humming in her lips, her pink lips had a thin bright color. She could feel the pleasant scent coming from Lin Xiaoling's body, like fragrant chocolate. She asked, "Why do you like Xiaoyou?"
"Because he is an angel." Lin Xiaoling said without hesitation, "You must think I'm joking, but the first time I saw Yang Qingwu, I saw the wings behind him."
"Wings?"
"Idiot, that's just a description." Lin Xiaolin laughed, "The first time I saw him, was when I was in fifth grade. He was beaten up by a group of boys, but he didn't fight back, he wasn't afraid, he just silently shed tears and looked sad. Like a lost angel."
"I've never seen him get fixed, I've only seen him fix others. And I've never seen him shed a tear." Grass Lu Shuang was a bit unconvinced. But Lin Xiaoling wouldn't joke about such a thing even if she was bored. Her heart ached for a moment, what it would be like for him to shed tears. She wouldn't be able to resist going up and hugging him!
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Put away that look of pity, he's mine, you already have Yao Yuanfei, don't get carried away." Lin Xiaoling's disgust washed over her again, and the market mom-like conductor shouted at the top of her lungs, "Pedestrian Street is here, get off at the back door and punch the card". She stood up to get off before she said, "To be honest, I'm getting to hate you now."
[They are all slaves walking with thorns on their backs].
Yao Yuanfei's quilt smelled of sunlight and hay, as if lying on it and opening his eyes he could see the watery blue sky and wispy clouds. Yao Yuanfei was answering the phone in the living room, and occasionally the words, "Well, I know," came through. He had a very nagging and authoritarian mom, and in a certain nature, they were both slaves walking with thorns on their backs. Only, Caolu Shuang was thinking about escaping the whole way, while Yao Yuanfei was walking comfortably.
"What's wrong?" Yao Yuanfei finished answering the phone to take the hairdryer to continue to grab her wet hair.
"My house is a battlefield. My mom is a female warrior and my dad is a fortress. She thought she owned the fortress at first, but then she realized it was her grave. But she could never escape that grave, because my brother was the door to that fortress, and she couldn't get out." Kusaruga said as she listened to the buzzing in her ears. "I am nothing in that battlefield, I am long dead."
"You're still breathing, you're just struggling."
"I was killed by Yang Qingou."
The buzzing in her ears stopped all of a sudden, and Caolu Shuang looked back, Yao Yuanfei had turned his back, she couldn't see his face. She knew it must be a sad face. She reached out her hand, she wanted to tell her inner world. The words on the blog appeared in front of her eyes again. Yao Yuanfei, I'm waiting for you. Kusulu Shuang sighed burying her face in the quilt as she remembered her conversation with him in the evening.
Have you ever had a girlfriend or a date with another girl, be honest.
No. Don't you be blindly nervous, first love is the first love. You are the first love ah, will also be the last love. There will not be a girl with ten years ago love lollipop to run to ask me to marry her that kind of thing.
Grass Lu Shuang stood in front of the door of class XII, the wind blew over still very cold. She hadn't gone to see Yuan Yuan Fei for a few days, but he hadn't looked for her either. She thought about it for half a day and felt that she had indeed gone too far. Love is irrational, so it will also believe without reason. If one didn't believe in him, then one didn't deserve to like him.
"Classmate, may I ask if Yao Yuanfei is here?" Grass Lu Shuang called out to a boy who was passing by.
"He hasn't come to class for two days." The boy was just about to leave when he saw Grass Lu Shuang's face surprised and laughed strangely, "You're the girl who lives with Yao Yuan Fei ah? Don't you know it yet? Your affair was known by his family, now it is estimated to be repaired ......"
Cao Lu Shuang didn't listen to the following words of the boys and hurriedly ran downstairs, in the stairway, her arm was yanked by Yang Qingwu. He said, "What are you running for? That woman is in the principal's office, don't you know? Also, that Yao Yuanfei's mom is there. I don't know which unethical son of a bitch took a picture of you guys coming out of Yao Yuanfei's house and sent it to his house."
"Xiao Yu, what should we do?" Grass Lu Shuang's legs went weak and she fell down on the stairs, "We're not what they think we are."
"Now you're saying such things!" Yang Qing Wu grabbed her up from the ground, "If you get caught by that woman, she will beat you to death. You're coming home with me right now."
"I'm not going. Dad and Auntie hate to see me." Kusaruga buried her face in her knees, "And you hate me too."
"Yang Lushang, have you forgotten? You're the one who hated me first." Yang Qingwu squeezed her shoulders, his eyes were barren, like the entire Sahara desert, "You're the one who didn't want me first ......"
Cao Lu Shuang suddenly saw her shocked face in those eyes.
It was a face similar to Yang Qingwu's eyebrows, with inner double eyelids, petal-like lips, and shallow pear swirls at the corners of her mouth even when she smiled.
[He has never cried since then].
Ten years ago, Yang Qingwu remembered very clearly.
Then mom was still young and beautiful, she dragged her simple luggage with her nine year old daughter with a determined face to leave that home full of nightmares. She left behind her husband, who was struggling to make ends meet, and her eight-year-old son, who was unusually quiet, in the dilapidated 60-square-meter house.
Yang Qingwu clearly remembers the night before his sister's departure, when he watched with wide eyes as she slept uneasily through the night. There was an almost desperate panic in his heart. He knew that he couldn't go and argue or make a scene to keep her, because the girl in front of him had the same blood flowing in her body as his own. And legally, they were no longer related.
The woman went to run away to her sensational love, their siblings are just a pile of ashes after passion. Later, Yang Lu Shuang changed her last name and her school. Her school is not far from Yang Qingwu. Yang Qingyu often saw his sister carrying her schoolbag and walked out of school with her head down, he wanted to go and say hello to her, and wanted to ask her if your stepfather had bullied you.
Many times, he just wet his eyes and watched her back get longer and longer, disappearing in front of the bus stop sign.
Eight-year-old Yang Qingwu had only one wish, he wanted to grow up fast and then take his sister away from that woman's home. She didn't seem happy, often dazed and half-awake from being knocked to the ground. The two boys who bumped into her obviously did it on purpose, pushing and shoving their way away with mischievous smiles. Yang Qing Wu immediately ran over and grabbed them by the collar. He saw the surprised expression on his sister's face, and a sense of pride grew even more in his heart.
A girl walked over to help Dew Shuang and said, "That's nasty, those two boys did it on purpose, didn't they. That help you out who is ah?
Cao Lu Shuang's face white down, she don't head softly said, I don't know him.
Yang Qingwu's heart went ice cold every time he thought of his sister's desperate look. He watched her and the girl walk away. It seemed like all his strength evaporated into the air in an instant. He couldn't feel the pain, and he knew he was crying hard.
He never cried again after that.
[The sea breeze here smelled of tears, and there were many sad people, not just her].
The train was filled with people loaded with heartache, and Kusulu Shuang sat in the lower bunk boredly flipping through a book of gossip she had just bought. From time to time, she raised her eyes to look at Yao Yuanfei on the upper berth, who was sleeping very y, as peaceful as a baby. The phone rang, she was startled, it was an unfamiliar number, she naturally picked it up.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Can you ...... give him back to me ......" the girl on the other end of the phone was crying hard, "I really, really love him ...... He's paid so much for me ...... I don't believe he'll really leave me ......"
Cao Lu Shuang covered her stomach, she wanted so much to stop this uncomfortable feeling, a feeling that made one particularly helpless. She sighed lifting her head to see Yao Yuanfei's widened eyes. Grass Lu Shuang gave him her cell phone and Yao Yuan Fei picked it up with a smile, but his smile soon shattered on his face.
"This lady, please don't tell my girlfriend so many inexplicable things. Who the hell are you?" Yao Yuanfei's tone was harsh. Grass Lu Shuang twisted her hands, she already somewhat believed in which girl's words, after all, that kind of sad voice can't be faked by a prank. She looked at Yao Yuan Fei with a sarcastic smile on her face and said, "This lady who claims to be Grass Lu Shuang, if you are Grass Lu Shuang, then who is the girl beside me? Please, stop this boring game!"
Kusaru Sharp's eyes were almost afraid to look directly at him, she felt like she must have a fake expression on her face and took her phone back pretending that nothing had happened.
"You believe her right?" Yao Yuanfei narrowed his brows in disappointment.
Cao Lu Shuang didn't say anything, knowing that whatever she said would be fake. This one night was particularly long, the glass windows were colored by the night with large swaths of black, reflecting her pale face. She suspected that she had done wrong, perhaps Yao Yuanfei wasn't as perfect as she thought. They each escaped from their homes and casually bought a train ticket to Hainan. They fled that city like a cold prison.
There was their past there.
The past that they would like to remember and the past that they would not like to remember.
For as long as Kusulu Sharp could remember, she had been shut out of happiness since she was nine years old. Mom and her stepdad hadn't had a good time together. Back then, the stepdad was still a big boy, and mom was already married with a nine-year-old drag queen. The grandparents even came to the house crying, and she got a lot of stares from the relatives. But those who are burned by love think that the other person is all there is, so they roar together without wasting their lives. I don't know when it was, but Yang Qingwu was no longer the little kid who followed her around so obediently. He learned to fight, would secretly smoke, have some girlfriends, like a standard playboy. The more she tried to get rid of such a brother, the more he wouldn't leave her alone, so much so that she would get a nervous stomachache when she saw his cell phone number.
In Yao Yuanfei's memories, he never knew what freedom was. His mother was a dictatorial monarch who wanted her son to learn the piano, she wanted him to come first in his year-end exams, and she wanted him to get into medical school. Colleagues in the hospital would praise her when they saw her, your son is really excellent and well-behaved. But that's not Yao Yuanfei, he never understood why others like to manipulate others according to their own will. But he had no reason to resist. He didn't really want to fight for anything, so he just stoically did what they liked as a puppet.
Yao Yuanfei dragged her off the train, and he almost couldn't wait to take a cab and run to the beach. He didn't speak to her all the way, just held her hand tightly.
In fact, for a moment, she was in a trance, and the Yao Yuanfei in front of her eyes became translucent, with his feet off the ground, like an angel with wings spreading.
"Xiaoshuang, I will take the Hainan University exam, if you also take the exam to this side, I will wait for you here."
"What do you mean?"
"After the escape game is over, we all have to get back on track, whether you want to or not, you have to go home." Yao Yuanfei said, "Because you don't trust me anymore, and when you trust me again, that's when we'll meet again."
Cao Lu Shuang wanted to cry, the sea breeze here smelled of tears, and there were many sad people, not just her.
Yao Yuanfei, actually I really really really like you.
She said to herself.
Lin Xiaoling looked at Caolu Shuang's sad face and said, why don't you cry.
It was a very unexpected and failed escape.
When Cao Lu Shuang came back, what awaited her was an unexpected calm. It was as if the city had suddenly lost its memory, and the past about her and him had been erased together. Yao Yuanfei is indeed a good boy who keeps his word, and he never contacted her again. He also occasionally meets her at the school gate, or other places, but he hurriedly walks past with his head down.
And then again she would occasionally pass by the piano room and accidentally hear him teaching a girl to play the piano.
Cao Lu Shuang's world completely only tolerated a bottomless pit of simulation test questions, she just wanted to leave the city, Hainan University or not. This thought, she often lost concentration, Lin Xiaoling does not care about the future of things, will only peep at the novel knocked her head and said: "again daze, all day a look of abandonment of the woman, is really by Yao Yuanfei dumped?"
"Do I look miserable?" Grass Lu Shuang couldn't help but laugh, "Yes, I was dumped, how is it?"
Lin Xiaoling tsked twice in an exaggerated manner, "I say, Miss Grass, you're really stimulated and you can still laugh. But it's normal that Yao Yuanfei dumped you, people who have nothing good to offer and only pretend to be pathetic are doomed to be eliminated."
"Haha, what you said is all right."
"You're really out of shape, the next section is study hall, let's skip class and go play to celebrate your lost love."
"Sure."
"Wow, Sharp, you're not being a good student."
"I've been living with someone else, what kind of good student am I?"
"You're really sick! You've gone insane! You're infested with demons!"
Even though it wasn't a weekend, the pedestrian street was packed with people. Lin Xiaoling dragged the village girl into town like Kusulu Shuang to take big headshots, browse jewelry stores, and play video games. They passed a fortune-telling booth, Lin Xiaoling pointed to the top two dollars at a time and shouted, "Two dollars, too cheap, my treat!"
Cao Lu Shuang said no with her mouth, but was still overpowered by the fortune-telling beauty and drew a tarot card. She asked in an unusually hospitable manner, "May I ask what this young lady wants to count?"
"Love, she counts love." Lin Xiaolin playfully came over.
The soothsayer's fingers were white and slender, the black bottom card was turned over, and the gray Death card flared into view. Grass Lu Shuang slightly frowned, the diviner seems to have been through the life and death, seen too much of other people's sadness and joy, almost without leaving any room for error, "Reversed Grim Reaper card, in terms of romance, between your boyfriend and you, there is a mysterious third party. You have two choices, trust him or don't trust him. But by the time you believe him, that's when you'll be separated. But the reversed position indicates that there is a turn in the underworld, and if you can't capitalize on it, things will go back to square one, week after week, with no end in sight."
"What the hell kind of answer do you call that, it doesn't work at all. Two dollars is really nothing real!" Lin Xiaoling angrily threw down the money dragging Grass Lu Shuang forward, "Don't pay any attention to her, what is it about weeks and weeks, there is no end, their whole family has no end."
Cao Lu Shuang wanted to laugh, but pulled a stiff expression. Since when did it start, Lin Xiaoling started to become a bit different. She would be sarcastic and laugh at her like she used to, but when real hurt came from all directions, Lin Xiaoling turned into a cat with sharp claws viciously blocking it back for her.
"Xiao Lin, don't be so nice to me, I still like your fierce look."
"The old me was a monster inside." Lin Xiao Lin looked at the gradually darkening sky and said, "At that time I thought, as long as Yang Qing Wu can like me, it doesn't matter if I become a monster. But I forgot that angels don't have good results with monsters. I once tried to seduce him in the engine room behind the playground. That day, we all saw you and Yao Yuanfei sitting on the wall watching the sunset, and from that angle in the window, the backs of the two of you looked dreamy, like something that would only happen in a fairy tale. That day, he kissed me, a desperate kiss. He tugged at my clothes and I was scared to death, but he cried after you guys left. He crouched on the ground, his face hidden in the dark shadows, and he really looked like an angel."
Lin Xiaoling ended by looking at Caolu Shuang's sad face and said, "Why don't you cry. You really are a hard-hearted person. You can't treat Yang Qing Wu like this.
Because you are his only dependent sister.
I love you and I dare to go to any fate unknown.
The day I got the notice of admission to Hainan University, Grass Lu Shuang took out the whole month's pocket money and invited Lin Xiaoling to have a big meal. After the meal, Lin Xiaolin invited Grass Lushang to go to the money box to sing. The first time I saw her, I was so happy to see her, and I was so happy to see her, and I was so happy to see her.
I love you, I dare to go to any fate unknown.
I love you, let me hear your exhaustion and fear.
I love you, I want to kiss your stubborn to the limit heart.
She sang it over and over and over again, and at the end of the song, Lin Xiaoling hugged Grass Lu Shuang and howled. She said, Xiaoshuang, if you are not happy, I will die. Grass Lu Shuang said, you don't blame Xiao Yu, angels don't even stay on earth love, he is not suitable for you. Lin Xiaoling cried even more, she said, I really regret it.
Love is nothing but a pile of firewood, burning through light and heat, the remaining scraps are nothing but regret and frustration. There are even more unfortunate ones, those so-called crystallization of love, but turned into a burden of love.
The whole summer vacation grass Lu Shuang are extraordinarily pleasant, her mother prepared for her to go abroad to study luggage, occasionally nagging some of the rules of the world. Xiao Dong knew that her sister was going out of town and pestered her all summer long to take her to play. Kusulu Sharp took her brother to an amusement park, and as the roller coaster descended from high above against the wind, she reflexively wrapped her arms around the child beside her. She suddenly remembered how she and Gotou would pull each other's hands tighter when they were little on roller coasters and then cheer and forget about their fear. Xiaodong would occasionally ask her if that little Miku brother would really come and play with me after you left.
Grass Lu Shuang smiled and scratched his nose, will definitely, because the little imperial brother most listen to sister's words.
Cao Lu Shuang knew that her promise would not be honored, because Yang Qing Wu never called her again. When she called, he just made a few polite remarks and hung up. There will never be anyone in this world who stays at the same point just to watch over you alone. So Yao Yuanfei, will you stay at the original place and wait for me.
The first few days of school were extraordinarily busy, and Grass Lu Shuang had everything organized already three days after arriving in Hainan. She decided to give him a surprise. She changed into a white dress, ruffled her bangs into a well-behaved look, and even she practiced her perfect eight teeth. She remembered, the language the mysterious third party had left on the page. Freshman student Kusulu Shuang also had a very bad idea, she decided to copy that third party's idea to fulfill her love.
Yao Yuanfei.
I'm waiting for you.
I've been here waiting for you.
I'm not going anywhere without you.
September 6, 2007
After writing this, she sent the message to the familiar number and then sat down at the beach where they had agreed to hum softly. Yao Yuanfei, what will be your expression. Will be quiet smile, or moved to tears crying. Yao Yuanfei, I haven't told you yet, I like you very much. We haven't kissed yet, and there are still a lot of vows we haven't honored, like happiness. Grass Lu Shuang thought that he would come flying, flying to her side like the wind.
She picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number, the phone rang twice and was quickly picked up. She heard Yao Yuan give beyond the voice of a girl, low and incomparably humble, "Hey ......"
The girl must have lowered her eyebrows and looked incomparably meek. Grass Lu Shuang felt that she was about to cry, her hands unconsciously trembled: "Yao Yuanfei ...... is not here ......"
"He is not with me , may I ask what is the matter with you, I can pass it on to him."
"I'm waiting for him ......"
"What?" The girl's voice was laced with sarcasm, "What are you waiting for my boyfriend to do?"
"Is he your boyfriend now?" Kusaruga covered her mouth as if sand had blown into her eyes. There will never be anyone in this world who stays at the same point just to watch over you alone. She called Lin Xiaoling, and across the boundless ocean and intricate railroad tracks, she said, "Xiaoling, Yao Yuanfei doesn't want me either, he has another girlfriend. The moment I trusted him was the moment he left me. Xiao Lin, I don't regret it at all, is it because I don't like him enough?
Lin Xiaoling suddenly cried on the other end of the phone, she said, Xiaoshuang, do you know everything? What kind of stupid things are you saying? Are you alright?
You know everything, why don't you tell me, let me like a fool, waiting for him here. Grass Lu Shuang hung up the phone in disappointment. She still couldn't cry, she still wasn't strong. That night Grass Lu Shuang sat on the train back to the city, she put her face on the glass, the cold touch makes her extra awake, the air smoke overflowing with large clouds of black.
Yao Yuanfei, that girl must be better than me. What kind of person is she. Lively and happy, like a spring flower. Or kind and smart, rippling with light. I'm not willing to leave like this. I'm not willing to.
Yao Yuanfei, have you forgotten me so quickly?
Lin Xiaoling bit her lips uneasily as she met a dusty Caolu Shuang standing stubbornly in front of Yao Yuanfei's house. She stood so motionless, like a lifeless porcelain doll from morning to night. The sad light of the street lamp fell on the side of her face, and her eyelashes condensed the wet air. Lin Xiaoling has never been so humble, she gently tugged on the corner of Grass Lu Shuang's coat and said: "Xiao-shuang, you don't wait for him. He's not here, he has a new girlfriend, think about it."
Cao Lu Shuang stood stubbornly.
She wondered if his curtains would be the first to fall when the moonlight was late. Would Yao Yuanfei bring other girls to sleep on his big bed that smelled of sunshine. When all was silent, the moon's white color reflected in his window, and his breath gently puffed against the serene glow. Would that girl sneak a kiss on the side of his face.
Her heart felt like it was being eaten away by ants, inch by inch. They gnawed away at her thought-fest. They ate her stubbornness heartlessly.
"Rin, tell me how to get a boy back." Grass Lu Shuang lowered her head, her voice calm as if it had nothing to do with the wind and the moon, "There's no way I can accept that he's in love with someone else. How do you want me to accept it?"
"Xiao Shuang, don't be like this ......" Lin Xiaoling lowered her head and cried, she said, "Xiao Shuang, don't be like this, he already likes someone else, he doesn't love you anymore, how can you be such a stalker. I really hate you to death. I don't have a friend like you."
Cao Lu Shuang touched Lin Xiaoling's hair, she could not say anything. The street in the sweltering early morning. Lin Xiaoling scolded her and left her alone on the street. Cao Lu Shuang bought a pack of poor quality cigarettes at a nearby kiosk and lit it up and smoked it like she did on TV. She took out her cell phone and dialed a familiar string of numbers.
"Hello?" It was still a girl's voice. Grass Lu Shuang's fingers trembled terribly, the humility in her bones abnormally quickly grew into branches and leaves climbing vines, black flowers blooming in every corner of her body. The devil ran rampant and engulfed her world. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she'd cried, she always thought she'd lost the ability to do so. Tears raged to wet the night into a sponge.
"Can you ...... give him back to me ......" Kusulu Sharp's voice shattered open like crystal, "I really, really, really like him ...... he's given so much to me ...... I can't believe he's really going to leave me ......"
Kusulu Sharp curled her body into a a ball. Her heart felt like it was being held tightly by the devil's hand, and her whole body felt like it was suddenly suffocating. On the other end of the phone was a long silence, like a stirring piano piece suddenly pressed a rest. Girl, you should not be willing to give up Yao Yuanfei. Just as I am so bitterly entangled.
"This lady, please don't tell my girlfriend so many inexplicable words. Who the hell are you?" Yao Yuanfei's voice was anxious and nasty.
"Yao Yuanfei, have you forgotten me so quickly? I am Caolu Shuang. I ......"
"This lady who claims to be Kusulu Sharp, if you are Kusulu Sharp, then who is the girl beside me? Please, stop this boring game!"
Kusaruga's heart missed a beat. The boy had hung up the phone angrily. It seemed like something was wrong. It was as if the same words had been heard and said somewhere before. Grass Lu Shuang looked at the cell phone's dialing record in surprise. It wasn't Yao Yuanfei's phone number, but in a trance, she dialed her own number.
She dialed her own number?
Writing to Yao Yuanfei's blog. Inexplicable girl calls. Yao Yuanfei's firm but disappointed eyes. You don't believe me, he asks?
Believe it, don't you? The future Grass Lu Shuang calls the past Grass Lu Shuang. She played a drama with herself across time and space. The third person she had been obsessing over turned out to be her future self!
Cao Lu Shuang ran towards Yao Yuan Fei's house almost without waiting a moment. She dialed his number over and over again. She was wrong, she shouldn't have distrusted him. He was such a gentle boy, his inky hair and eyelashes carried the scent of a smile. He exuded love when he took her hand.
When she knocked on Yao Yuanfei's door like crazy, there was a young woman standing in front of her. She asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Yao Yuanfei."
"He ......" the young woman sighed, "Are you a former classmate of his? The boy fell off the rooftop in July and died."
"You're lying, who are you!" Kusulu Sharp thought this woman must be crazy.
"I'm the Yao family's nanny." The woman said, "Why am I lying to you about this, don't believe me, go to his room and take a look. Mrs. Yao doesn't want to throw away his belongings. That kid is so nice, how come he fell off the rooftop."
Yao Yuanfei's quilt still smelled of the sun. His desk was piled high with review materials. A few large, eye-catching words are plastered on the wall, Hainan University, go for it! His notebook was sandwiched between his language textbooks, as he often did. Occasionally, he would also write some inexplicable words on it. When he is in a good mood, he will also write some diary.
Shuang, why don't you believe me?
Cao Lu Shuang saw his good-looking words sadly squeezed together on the last page number. It was as if she saw Yao Yuanfei's sad face pressed against the table as he wrote these words, tears soaking the words into a blur of light. The whole room was flooded with a cold temperature. Grass Lu Shuang knelt in front of Yao Yuan Fei's black and white remains, holding her notebook.
When you believe in him, that's when you part. But the reversed position indicates that there is a turnaround in the underworld, if you can't grasp it, things will go back to square one, week after week, with no end in sight.
Sorry, the number you have dialed is in progress.
That July, Yang Qingwu grabbed Yao Yuanfei's collar on the rooftop and said, "Why did you abandon her? They are both obsessive and kind teenagers. They both held back and refused to show their attitudes. Yang Qingwu doesn't remember how Yao Yuanfei lost his footing and fell from the rooftop, he only remembers that he pushed him hard during the tugging and pulling.
No one noticed a teenager leaving in panic at the scene of the murder.
Lin Xiaoling had always regretted that she had told Yang Qingyou about Caolu Shuang's lost love. If only, if only she hadn't talked too much, if only she could have stopped the impulsive teenager. Only, she couldn't tell anyone, including Kusulu Shuang. Because her angelic teenager had no wings anymore and didn't know how to face the life ahead.
Kusulu Sharp looked out the window at the moon that was fading down, the blue color of the sky lightening up. She dialed her number in her hand. Her hands were damp with sweat.
"Hello. This is Kusulu Sharp."
"Sharp, what day is it?"
"It's November 6th, who are you? Little Pro?"
"Very well, you have to remember that if you know someone named Yao Yuanfei in the future, you must not try to be friends with him. Because, if you get entangled with him, he will die."
"I don't know this person, who the hell are you?"
"I'm the future you."
"I don't like to joke with people, goodbye."
Kusaruga Sharp could hardly believe that her past self had hung up on her with such indifference. When she called again, the cold female voice reminded her of the brutal truth, Sorry, the number you have dialed is in progress.
You can't grasp that things will go back to square one, week after week, with no end in sight.
November 6, 2006. The weather is chillingly cold. In front of the bus stop sign Kusulu Sharp hangs up that inexplicable phone call to you in the future. What an unsavory prank.
"Yao Yuan Fei, Yao Yuan Fei, what a nice name." Grass Lu Shuang unconsciously pronounced it.
The boy in the white down jacket beside her twisted his head and smiled, "Are you calling me?"
"Huh?" Kusaruga Sharp looked back in surprise immediately meeting a pair of starry eyes. He was really good looking as hell and how can I say it, there was a familiar feeling of closeness. She suddenly remembered a dream she had where there seemed to be such a good-looking teenager. She couldn't help but smile. Yao Yuanfei also smiled up at him.
They stood side by side in the same place, the day was still cold to the heart .