flowers on stars

Chapter 8 Flower·Desire
Thank you for inviting me into the fairy tale, even if I wake up tomorrow, what does it matter.You have always brought me the fragrance of the garden, I am sorry that there has been nothing along the way.

[Wedge·I don't want to leave you alone]
It was already late at night, and when he opened the door, he moved very lightly, guessing that grandpa had already fallen asleep.

With the help of the soft night light in the living room, he suddenly found a figure sitting on the sofa. After being slightly surprised, he realized that it was the white-haired grandfather.

He knew that his grandpa had something on his mind, so he walked over quickly without turning on the headlights, but when he got closer, he could still see the photo the old man was holding in his hand.

Feng Xun has already left, and his grandma left two years ago. He often doesn't come back until midnight. Only the part-time auntie comes to clean such a big house regularly. For an old man who is nearly [-] years old, it is really cruel. deserted and lonely.

He knelt down guiltily in front of his grandfather, his slender and handsome figure blending into the shadow.

The grandfather raised his head, but his expression was calm. The old man patted his grandson on the shoulder and motioned him to sit beside him.

"How is that little Cheng girl today?" Although it was late at night when the grandparents were talking heart-to-heart, the old man's voice was still majestic, and his back was straight at all times.

Feng Xin was taken aback for a moment, realizing that his grandfather was asking Cheng Anzhi.

"Very good." He answered subconsciously, like he used to answer every blind date grandpa arranged for him.

"Huh?" Wei Wei was dissatisfied: "I think that girl is not bad, she is pure and clean."

"Yes." Cheng Anzhi's face flashed in his mind.

She has a pair of very clean eyes, if you raise your head, you can probably see the blue sky and white clouds in her eyes.

She probably didn't know it herself, because of these eyes, her ordinary face became unforgettable.

In fact, eight years ago, many people around him, including himself, probably had such eyes.

At that time, their future had just started, and everything was a distant vision.

Youth is therefore publicized and moving.

But eight years later, during his first late-night consultation, when he suddenly saw that familiar face, he felt as if he had been hit by a boulder in his heart, and he was caught off guard and almost showed a panicked expression.

He didn't understand where his shock came from.

Later, I saw her again at a friend's wedding. She was playing the piano. It was a very moving song. It was obviously a noisy and festive wedding, but she played a piece of eternal silence.

When she reached the emotional point, she closed her eyes, and he suddenly realized why.

After so many years, when he had forgotten what he used to be, when everyone around him had learned to hide, deliberately learned to restrain himself, and learned to advance and retreat, she unexpectedly, in the crowded and gloomy crowd, still had those pair of eyes alone. Clean and clear eyes like a girl's.

Every time she looked at him, she often couldn't make a sentence, but she didn't know that all the expressions were written so clearly in her eyes.

Her admiration for him, her attachment to him, her fear of him, her care of him.

It's like being in a city that has been shrouded in smog for a long time, and one day suddenly sees the unpolluted blue sky on the plateau-the blue sky doesn't know it, but the person who sees it is naturally shocked.

The precious thing is that she doesn't understand this preciousness. When he tried her on the first date and her tears burst out of her eyes instantly, he had already regretted it.

There is no man who will not be moved by such a love that transcends time and space and is still unstained.

He remembered the trembling of her fingers and the tears she held back when she stood in the student union office and handed him a confession card eight years ago;
I also noticed her hesitant inquiries when I dropped her off the car today.

In fact, he didn't dare to admit and face it. In his life, it was the first time he felt such a feeling of worrying about gains and losses and finally simply being silent.

The heartbeat came late, and he was afraid that it would be inappropriate.

The old man seemed to see through his mind and broke the short silence.

"Are you worried about Yao Yao?"

Looking at his grandfather's silver hair, he felt sore.

Did he really do something wrong?

He thinks that he has always been young and mature, and that he will only be willful once in his life, but he has made an almost irreparable big mistake.

Grandma, who has always been gentle and loving to him, was full of worry and regret for him like grandpa when she closed her eyes?
Also, Xiao Feng Xun who has always respected and loved him like a god.

"Anzhi, I like her very much." He answered his grandfather with this answer.

Old Doctor Feng was startled, this was the first time his grandson told him that he liked a girl.

When he got married at the beginning, he just said in a firm and joyless tone: "I want to marry someone."

Alas, back then...

Looking at the handsome side face of his grandson, the old man's heart slowly softened.

The years have exhausted the sorrow in his heart, and finally there is only one star of hope left.

After the words were spoken, the letter naturally fell into silence.

He thought, he couldn't avoid it after all, he had to stand up and walk forward.

He recalled that An Zhi was outside the bar that night, stubbornly holding his hand by the sleeve.

In fact, he has always longed for someone who can still hold him back year after year.He is not allowed to fall, he is not allowed to sink, he is not allowed to drift with the tide, and he is not allowed to fall asleep.

No matter what changes you encounter, you will not waver, doubt, or change.

For so many years, it turned out that this was what he had been longing for.

He thought of the postcard that Cheng Anzhi gave him many years ago on the day he left school, the words on it: A letter, I don't know what other people's stars look like, but there is only one flower on my star, which is you.

For some reason, every time he saw that postcard and this sentence when he looked through the bookshelf, the corners of his mouth would curl up slightly.

Probably, the fate started early.

He didn't know if she was the right one, but he had already decided to take the risk.

19. Why do the men you are looking for don't want you one by one?

When I woke up in the morning, the golden sunlight coming in from the window had already warmed the quilt, and the seven springs lay beside me like a creature in the sea, and my hands and feet were still entangled with me vaguely.

I touched the cell phone on the bedside table and suddenly screamed.

"Meng Qichun!!!"

"Aliens have invaded!!!" Qichun kicked off the quilt, and instantly extinguished my arrogance with a sharp voice several times higher than mine.

I was crying and scrambling to get dressed.

"Late, late! A freelancer like you can't understand the pain of our nine-to-five family..."

Over the years, Qichun has become an independent graphic designer, relying on her good contacts and good skills to take orders without worrying.

Qichun picked up her mobile phone half-believingly: "I obviously set the alarm clock."

I didn't bother to talk to her, after she decided to share the same bed with me last night, she clearly emphasized that she had set my work alarm on her mobile phone, so I went to have a date with Zhou at ease.

result……

While washing his face in a hurry, he heard Qichun's loud cry from the bedroom.

Followed by unscrupulous laughter.

"I'm sorry Cheng Anzhi...hahaha...I was so sleepy last night, I set the alarm clock on the calculator..."

After arriving at the company, I turned on the computer, thought for a while and mustered up the courage to send a "good morning" to the letter number.

Half an hour later, he replied: "Good morning." There was actually a smiley face behind it.

I think the person on the other end of the phone was probably busy, and took time to glance at the text message saying good morning to him at ten o'clock in the morning, and there was a slight upward arc at the corner of his mouth.

My heart warmed up lightly because of these two simple words.

People who are still willing to reply after the blind date should mean there is still hope, right?The first time was due to my grandfather's request to take the initiative to make an appointment, and the subsequent development will depend on my own efforts.

I secretly cheered myself up, and was quickly overwhelmed by the mountain of work.

In the evening, I made an appointment with Sister Qin to visit her at Xiaoquanquan's house.

The chaos in the early childhood education center yesterday was actually caused by the small circle. Since this child came into contact with me that day, he has attended two more classes with me. We all get along very well. Other teachers also praised her for her recent progress. I went to class yesterday and found that I was not there, so I suddenly got angry.

Four or five-year-old children are at the age when their psychological needs have gradually matured but they are still unable to communicate accurately. The small circle was originally crying "I want Teacher An An to attend class", but later because of her mother's intervention, the situation became complicated and serious stand up.

I have met Xiaoquanquan's mother twice, and every time she is in class, she will sit in the leisure area outside and wait.

But even while waiting for her daughter to go to class, she is not like other parents who will carefully observe the surveillance video in the classroom to understand the child's class status and details.She always takes out her mobile phone at any time to answer emails or check reports, and sometimes she will stand up and walk to the sky garden to answer the phone, and her expression should be all related to work.

Once I wanted to approach her to chat with her about the situation in Xiaoquanquan, but she waved away impatiently. She looked really busy, she was clearly a young and beautiful woman, but she had a photo too early. Cold mask.

When Xiaoquanquan started crying and refusing to enter the classroom yesterday, Sister Qin was going to take her to the sky garden area to play for a while, and then communicate with her, but Quanquan's mother suddenly became furious and asked Sister Qin to put her in the classroom immediately. "That Teacher An'an" came here.

Xiaoquanquan was supported by her mother, and the emotions that had slowly calmed down were rekindled. The child began to roll and scream on the ground, and no one would listen to her advice.

I arrived in that out-of-control scene.

Parents and children who are in class have all stopped the class and ran to the hall to watch the excitement.

Many children were frightened and cried, and some parents began to accuse the early education center of poor management.

And Quanquan's mother was holding her hands, making sneer expressions constantly, and Xiaoquanquan was still crying and rolling on the ground, but no one stopped her at the scene.

I saw Sister Qin trembling with anger, but she still didn't dare to do anything to Xiaoquanquan's mother, but Feifei and the other young teachers all had suspicious red fingerprints on their faces.

I didn't care about talking, I parted the crowd, knelt on the ground, and used my body to block the path of the small circle rolling. She just kicked over and kicked my right thigh, which made me gasp in pain.

It seems that the child is making a fuss with all his strength.

I leaned down and hugged her, endured her punches and kicks, and called her name in a deep voice: "Circle circle! Circle circle! Look at me, I am Teacher An An!"

My voice was not loud, and it seemed like dripping into the sea amidst the harsh noise, but because I tried my best to hug Xiaoquanquan, she finally heard it.

She stopped crying all of a sudden, widened her red and swollen eyes, and tried her best to confirm, because she stopped too quickly, there was a violent gasp in her throat.

I pat her on the back lightly.

In fact, I was already a little nervous by this scene, but I still tried to comfort Xiaoquanquan in a calm tone.

After confirming that it was really me, Xiaoquanquan relaxed again. Just now, he was still in a state of collapse and death, but now he laughs when he talks and laughs. He is so innocent and cute.

I also breathed a sigh of relief.

Probably due to the excessive force just now, Chuanquan began to cough violently, but the little face with teardrops still looked up to me happily.

At this moment, something unexpected happened. The mother of Quanquan, who had been standing aside and sneered all the time, suddenly pulled Quanquan out of my arms with a big movement.

Startled, I looked up at her.

But seeing that she was already having difficulty breathing regardless of Quanquan coughing, he hugged her and said to leave.

By the time we reacted and chased out, the elevator door had been slowly closed.

That day I stayed to listen to Sister Qin pouring out the bitterness, and had dinner with her, so I didn't go back until very late.

Only then did I realize that Quan Quan's grandfather is an important person in the city, and Quan Quan's mother is also in an important position, so she has a strong personality and arrogance, and Sister Qin can only bear it.

It is said that when Quanquan first started to make trouble, Sister Qin didn't want to call me, but wanted to call some young teachers to appease Quanquan, but before the girls approached, Quanquan's mother directly threw her bag at them, and one of them was even beaten. She slapped it and cried on the spot.

I was so surprised when I heard it, I couldn't help worrying about Xiaoquanquan.

Later, after Sister Qin calmed down, she regained her shrewdness as a businessman, and said that she wanted to come to the door to apologize tomorrow, so I volunteered to accompany her on impulse.

It was only after the words came out that I realized that Sister Qin smiled at me strangely, she dared to wait for my impulsiveness.

Sister Qin came to pick me up after get off work, and I reluctantly took out my phone to read it. The text message of the letter was still frozen on the smiling face in the morning. As long as I sneaked away this day, I was thinking about what to send him, but until Still worrying about gains and losses.

Sister Qin told me on the way that Quan Quan’s mother is Yao Yao, and Quan Quan’s mother’s last name is Yao Quanquan.

I asked, "Where is the circle father?"

Sister Qin said: "I don't know. We have always felt that Quanquan's personality is related to her family situation. We have tried to communicate with her a few times, but Yao Yao didn't say anything at all. It is probably divorced."

Half an hour later, I arrived at Yao Yao's community. Sister Qin called, but Yao Yao, who had already made an appointment, took Quanquan to eat outside, saying that Quanquan suddenly wanted to eat McDonald's.

We had to rush to the restaurant again.

After entering McDonald's, we soon saw Yao Yao sitting alone by the window, which happened to be a four-person seat. We went to say hello and found that Quanquan was playing with children in the children's play area.

The atmosphere was much more relaxed than yesterday. I looked at Yao Yao who was sitting across from her. Today, she has a calm expression, exquisite makeup, and a fashionable and elegant person. She doesn't see the unreasonableness of slapping the teacher yesterday at all.

I greeted my face with a smile, and said, "Is it okay for Quanquan to go back yesterday?"

Yao Yao glanced at me indifferently: "I went back and clamored to find you again, and I don't know what kind of magic you cast on her."

I stopped for a while, and Sister Qin had already picked up: "Ms. An is an education expert from Hong Kong. She has a very deep research on children's psychology. There is no child who refuses to accept her."

Yao Yao said: "The accent doesn't sound like a Hong Kong person."

I replied, "I'm from City C. I just studied there for a few years and then worked for two years."

Yao Yao snorted, and was about to say something when a strong smell of perfume wafted around her, accompanied by an exaggerated voice: "Wow! Isn't this Yao Yao? Missy actually eats this kind of junk food too..."

We turned our heads at the same time, and saw a woman wearing big tassel earrings and jeans and stilettos walking over carelessly, the exaggerated eyeliner on the narrow and long eyes was clearly charming.

She smiled like a golden bell, facing Yao Yao, completely ignoring the existence of me and sister Qin: "How are you doing recently? Have you found a new father for Quanquan?"

Sister Qin and I took a deep breath. Sister Qin, an old slicker, got up without saying a word and jumped to the children's play area to watch the circle.

I sat there in embarrassment. Fortunately, I bought a drink, so I lowered my head and drank it.

But Yao Yao's voice was cold: "Li Qinglan, are you married? Is there a man you want?"

The woman named Li Qinglan laughed: "I probably won't be able to marry. The man I liked was snatched away, and my heart died long ago. But fortunately, I don't have to find a father for my child, and I feel comfortable alone."

She suddenly bent down and came between Yao Yao and me. I was startled and quickly turned my head back, but she didn't care and just stared at Yao Yao.

"Didn't you have good grades and high education? Didn't your father cover the sky with one hand? Aren't you better than me in everything? Yaoyao, why are you looking for men who don't want you one by one? Such a noble lady, How can you be as desolate as a pariah like me?"

She finished speaking slowly in a voice we could all hear, and then laughed mischievously.

He straightened up, flicked his shoulder bag, and walked away.

In the noisy McDonald's, probably no one would have noticed this short episode, leaving only me, who was full of embarrassment, and Yao Yao, who looked livid.

"Curious?" Yao Yao suddenly said, and I realized she was asking me.

After thinking about it, I still told the truth: "Everyone probably has their own difficulties, especially those who live a good life on the surface. Miss Yao doesn't have to care too much about other people's opinions."

It seems to be a bit of a surprise that I will say this, Yao Yao's thorns that were erected because of Li Qinglan's provocation, actually softened.

After a pause, she drank the drink in the glass, and I noticed that there was still half a glass of ice in her glass.

"It's not good for women to eat too cold food." I reminded her, not to mention it's winter now.

She looked at me again, but not so sharply.

We were silent for a moment.

I began to vaguely guess the cause of Xiaoquanquan's personality. Although it is not precise, there are probably a few stories in the world.

Seems to have aroused the desire to talk, after Yao Yao was silent for a while, he actually said to me: "That woman is my best friend in high school."

I nodded not unexpectedly.

She smiled, and I found that when she smiled, she was quite feminine.

"Even during the years when I went abroad, I kept in close contact with her. We used to talk about everything. But one month after I came back, I fell in love with a man she had been chasing for two years. She had been chasing him for two years. It didn't work out, but I did."

"Later, that man abandoned me. Neither of us got that man, but we became enemies with each other." The confession ended concisely, maintaining her usual style.

"Miss Yao, you have to believe that you all deserve better." I unknowingly forgave the bad impression she gave me before.

She nodded, then shook her head again.

"I also told myself that I must deserve better, so as to make up for what fate owed me before." Her arrogance returned.

The circle jumped and ran over, saw my eyes lit up, cheered and hugged my neck, and kissed my face non-stop.

I got up and went to wash my hands in a circle, and secretly gave the unkind sister Qin a look.

While washing my hands in the circle, my phone suddenly vibrated.

I took it out and saw that it was Ruosu.

On the phone, she lowered her voice and said, "Sister, come to my house quickly, the letter is here now!"

20. We are probably in love
After Ruosu and He Huan got married, they lived with Mr. He and the old couple.

On the one hand, because Ruo Su is pregnant, He Huan directly does not allow her to go to work, and her mother will take care of her at home; Better than our own mother, so there is no obstacle to living together.

I have been here a few times before, but I don't know why a letter will come tonight.

When I took a taxi to the outside of the residential area where Ruosu lived, it started to rain lightly. I happened to be wearing a cotton coat with a hood today. I pulled the hood up to cover my head and face, and ran in quickly.

While waiting for the elevator, I looked up and saw the electronic advertising screen on the wall, which was showing a Christmas promotion advertisement of a certain shopping mall. Only then did I realize that Christmas was only a few days away.

There was a little strange throbbing in my heart.

It was Mr. He’s wife, Aunt Qin, who came to open the door. Aunt Qin enthusiastically gave me slippers. As soon as I put them on, I heard Mr. He greeted me with a loud and enthusiastic voice.

He yelled at me and pushed me into Ruosu and He Huan's room.

Once inside, the first thing you see is a letter.

As soon as I received Ruosu's call and heard the name of the letter, I rushed here as if by magic, but only then did I feel that I was abrupt and embarrassed.

Ruosu lay on the bed under the quilt and secretly made faces at me.

Feng Xin and He Huan were sitting on the sofa a little far from the bed, seeing me, He Huan stood up to greet me, but Feng Xin just looked at me and smiled slightly.

I didn't dare to look at him too much, so I nodded indiscriminately, and quickly ran to Ruosu's bed and sat down, pretending to greet her warmly, but secretly squeezed her hand hard.

The girl Ruosu kept laughing.

Teacher He's voice behind him was like Hong Zhong: "Little Su girl has a stomachache after dinner, I quickly called the old man, and the old man sent his precious grandson here."

I was taken aback and hurriedly asked Ruosu, "What's going on?"

"It's fine, it's fine, I've felt the pulse just now, and Xiao Feng said it's fine, so I'm sure it's fine." Teacher He rushed to answer again.

Only then did I feel relieved and understood why the letter was here.

Turning her head away, she met his gaze again, her heart beating violently.It suddenly occurred to me that Teacher He introduced me to Feng Xin on a blind date. I kept this matter from Ruosu for the time being, but I don't know how to explain it now.

Teacher He turned around and went out to help Aunt Qin bring tea in. After a while, he came in and saw Ruosu and I whispering together, He Huan and Feng Xin chatting together, and couldn't help asking strangely: "Xiao Feng, did you and Anzhi not meet yesterday?" See you?"

I secretly groaned in my heart.

Feng Xin looked at me and replied clearly, "I see."

"Then why do you act like you don't know each other..." The old man scratched his scalp with a puzzled look on his face.

He Huan shook his finger: "Dad, this pot won't open."

Ruosu stretched his neck and called out, "Hey! A letter! What's your relationship with my sister now?"

My hairs stood on end all of a sudden, I don't know which one they acted in.

Teacher He was in a hurry: "What can't be opened! Xiao Feng, what did you tell your grandfather yesterday?"

My heart trembled, and I couldn't help but look over, but I saw that the letter didn't seem to be in any embarrassment. I smiled warmly on my face, stood up, and walked slowly to my side, but towards Ruosu, I stretched out my hand Take her pulse.

"Don't get excited." I noticed that his voice was a little hoarse today, and the sleeves of the good-quality black windbreaker rubbed against my wrist, and the distance was so close that I lost my mind.

He slightly turned his head to look at me, he was half a head taller than me, from my perspective, the shattered hair on his forehead just cast a soft shadow in front of his eyes, and the light was obviously warmer than moonlight, but for some reason, it still It made him look a little pale.

He was such a good-looking man that it broke my heart.

He said softly, "I haven't asked her opinion yet."

He looked at me and said softly, "If she doesn't object, our relationship is probably in love."

"A letter!" I blurted out, without even noticing that my voice was full of uncontrollable crying.

He said we were in love.

Like one of the most normal things, confess to anyone who is strange or not strange around you.

I have always believed that this is the deepest respect and recognition a man has for a woman in a love relationship.

And a second ago, I was wondering whether he was willing to admit that he knew me in front of outsiders.

And the day before, I tossed and turned, wondering if he'd want to go on another date with me.

And now, we're in love.

Everything around me is no longer in my eyes. In my eyes, there is only one letter, only one letter left.

He is my destiny against which I have no possibility of resistance.

I vaguely heard Mr. He laughing: "I just found out yesterday that Anzhi girl has liked you since middle school. No wonder I asked her that day and agreed so readily!"

I stared at Ruosu in embarrassment, Ruosu quickly clarified: "I heard that you went on a blind date with Feng Xin yesterday! As revenge for you hiding me, I only told He Huan about this!"

He Huan spread his hands: "I didn't tell my dad either."

Teacher He laughed happily: "I heard it myself when I passed by your door last night."

Ruosu shouted anxiously: "We talk so quietly! Dad, you stuck on the door to listen!"

Teacher He was in a hurry: "How could your father and I be so dishonest as a teacher!"

The two looked at He Huan eagerly.

He Huan pondered solemnly for a moment, reached out and touched his beloved wife's head, and said in a tone that we could just hear: "As far as I know, it's possible."

Ruo Su laughed together.

Teacher He looked up to the sky and sighed: "The family is unlucky, the family is unlucky."

But the face is clearly full of love and satisfaction.

The shift of the smile resolved my embarrassment. I secretly read the letter, but found that he seemed a little restless.

"The clothes are wet." He reached out and stroked the hat behind me, and said softly.

I was startled, and realized that he was talking about my clothes, only to remember that it was a little rainy just now.

Warm emotions spread in my heart.

I suddenly plucked up the courage, stretched out my hand, and secretly touched his hand.

But he was surprised to find that his hands were strangely cold.

I was careless until this time and found out the abnormality. The heating in the room was clearly turned on, but he was shivering slightly from the cold.

21. If he didn't allow it, you didn't even dare to complain easily
"Why do you come out when you have a fever?" I complained to him while driving, and then found myself suddenly becoming arrogant after he personally confirmed our relationship.

In love, the person you love is actually allowed to give you the right to be arrogant.

In the past, if he didn't allow it, you didn't even dare to complain easily.

Now I drive him in his car and drive him home.

He leaned a little tiredly on the seat on the right, pressing his fingers lightly on his forehead.

"He Huan is in a hurry." He said.

"But you are also sick." I still feel distressed, because I feel distressed, so I don't let him go.

"That person is your sister." He reminded me.

Somewhere in my body was so slightly sour, and then I stopped.

After a while, I said, "Thank you."

He asked back, "Thank you for what?"

I replied embarrassingly, "That person is my sister."

What nonsense.

But I felt him smile slightly.

"Don't go back to my house, go back to the hospital." He pointed the way.

"Why?" He should go home and rest now.

"I have my own room in the medical hall." He explained, his voice weak: "I don't want my grandpa to find out that I'm sick."

"Are you often sick?" I thought the doctor should be in good health himself.

"I have been prone to fever since I was a child, but my grandfather still worries so much that he can't sleep well every time." He said.

I had to drive to the hospital.

There is also a nurse on duty in the medical center at night, and he was not surprised to see a letter coming when he opened the door. Remembering that he met Tudou in the middle of the night when he met again not long ago, it seems that it is common for him to stay overnight in the medical center.

But the little nurse showed inexplicable surprise to me, and her heart of gossip floated on her face.

I think she has something to talk about on the phone tonight.

Although Feng Xin had a fever, and it seemed that his body temperature continued to rise, he still insisted on going to the pharmacy to drink the medicine he had prepared before, and then he lay down under my urging.

There were only the two of us in the room.

I looked around the room and found that it was quite comfortable, so I was slightly relieved.I got up to check the temperature of the air conditioner, and poured two more cups of boiling water to cool it down first.

Going back to the bed again, seeing the letter, he had already closed his eyes, his breathing was a little heavy, his face was no longer pale, but had a strange flush.

I sat beside him and stared blankly at him, his sleeping face was beautiful, in the quiet air, it was more like an overly gentle dream.

At that moment, it seemed that many, many fragments flashed through my head.

I always remember that he loved to take pictures of the sky. In high school, many people knew that he had a camera, and he was often seen pointing the lens at the sky.

I don't know why he likes the sky, but during the years when I walked alone, I also miraculously had the same habit. Almost every day, I would take a picture of the sky and write the date of shooting.

When you like someone until you can hardly see any hope, you can only rely on some hints you give yourself to prove that you are still persisting.

I have more than 3000 photos of the sky.

And I don't know how many pictures of the sky Feng Xin has in these years.

But in the future, the sky we photograph will be the same.

Because we are together.

After an unknown amount of time, I saw his eyelashes move slightly and his eyes opened.

I looked up at the clock on the wall to see that more than an hour had passed.

His face was no longer so red, and his breathing became lighter. He stretched out his hand from under the quilt and took a look at his forehead.

I got up and added some boiling water to the cup, and brought it to him. He had already sat up, put on his coat and leaned against the head of the bed.

Because of the fever, his lips were a little dry, warm water flowed in, and his Adam's apple rolled gently.

I saw him take a few sips and stopped suddenly.

I was still puzzled, so I saw him staring at the water in the glass without lifting his eyelids, and sighed.

"Anzhi, being stared at like this all the time, I will also feel pressure."

I hurriedly lowered my head.

His head shook, but he raised his head bravely.

I said to him seriously: "You have to get used to it and get used to it, because I may keep staring at you justifiably in the future."

We looked at each other for a few seconds, and just before my paper tiger showed its original shape, he suddenly smiled gently and said, "Okay."

There is a strange ambiguity growing in the air.

I lowered my eyelids like a puppy, only looking at his chest, and called him in a voice I could hardly hear: "Letter."

But he did hear it.

He said, "Yeah."

I called out again: "A letter..."

He said, "Yeah."

It's just a single word, in my ears, but why is it so gentle.

If you have never loved someone like this, you probably won't understand that subtlety.There are tens of millions of people in this world, but only that person can make you happy and frightened to the point where you can cry anytime, anywhere.

I think I might have a fever too.

I sat on the chair next to his bed. This distance was never close to my body, but it had been a luxury I had determined for many years.

My eyes became sore again uncontrollably, tears began to roll, fortunately I lowered my head, he probably didn't see it.

I buzzed, "Letter, shall we spend Christmas together this year?"

He said yes.

I said again: "I will give you a Christmas present, and you can also secretly prepare a Christmas present for me, okay?"

I'm really pushy, I'm really greedy.

But I'm already in control, there are so many raging desires or extravagant wishes, I want to drown him with them, years, thousands of years, Buzz Lightyear... How can I tell him that all my wishes, It's all about him and only him.

This time, he didn't answer.

The wind outside the window was getting louder, and it was almost midnight.

I think of the lyrics: I wish I could grow old overnight and never be separated.

At this moment, like a dream, if I were Cinderella, I would just forget the clock and the magic.

I don't know where the courage I had just sneaked away, my head hangs lower and lower.

The letter was silent for a moment, as long as a century.

He said softly, "Anzhi, I have been married once, but I have never been in a relationship."

I didn't expect him to mention this suddenly. This was the first time he mentioned his marriage. I was shocked unexpectedly and raised my head.

He paused, and there was a bit of unexpected sadness in his voice.

"I don't know if a man who is nearly 30 years old will have a chance to talk about a pure love again. I don't even know what things I should do and what I should say."

"Should I take the initiative to call every day? Should I hold hands and take you to the movies? Remind you to bring an umbrella when it's raining? Introduce to friends that this is the person I'm with? For you at all festivals and non-holidays Ready for a surprise?"

"I will try my best to do these things, but Anzhi, I am very nervous. If I don't do well, I hope you will remind me that I am not a perfect person, but you have to believe that I am really willing to work hard."

I stared at him in shock, and he didn't avoid my gaze. His black pupils were like the sea under the moonlight, and he didn't intend to hide those small uncertainties and bewilderment.

He was finally no longer that cold-faced letter.

He opened himself up to me when he didn't have to.The whole world knows that I love him. I have loved him since nine years ago, and I have loved him till now.Even if he treats me like dust, I still love him.

However, he said he wanted to treat me like a treasure.

I stood up suddenly, and in his surprised expression, I hugged him tightly with all my strength.

I let go of all reserve and concerns.

Qichun once said that I am the most gentle and harmless person on the surface, but actually the most rebellious and stubborn in my heart.

She said that because I was too clear about what I wanted, I refused to compromise at all over the years, refused to make do with it, and refused to miss it.

Just like this moment.

I hugged him, no matter how the world would mock me later, no matter how he would think of me, I hugged him first.

I said repeatedly: "I will do these, I will do all of them. I will call you every day, I will try my best to pester you, and I will remind you of all the festivals, no matter whether you respond or not, I will never be mad at you."

I burst into tears, and couldn't stop intermittently: "As long as you don't refuse... as long as you are willing to accept, then it's fine, fine."

He didn't break free, and didn't speak. He moved slightly for a while, probably wanting to change his posture, but I insisted on not letting go.

I don't know how long it took, but I fell asleep in this awkward position.

Probably in a dream, I vaguely heard his sigh.

"Anzhi, don't let me go. In fact, I'm more afraid than you, and I will shrink back and escape."

(End of this chapter)