Kuai Chuan Zhi Won't Love You Again

You are in the world, and the world is hell.

Xie Ling came home during the Chinese New Year, even though Xie Ling warmly invited her many times, Su Nianjue finally chose to refuse.She has a family, her parents are still there, and there is a younger brother at home, so there is no need to go to Xie Ling's house again, not to mention Su Nianjue is used to it, she doesn't like strange places, even if that place is Xie Ling's home.After Xie Ling left, the city turned into an empty city, taxis, buses, trains, and planes brought many passers-by who were stranded here back to their hometowns, while Su Nianjue went to a few supermarkets and stocked up on some meat and vegetables , Going against the flow of people, rush home before dark.

Dinner is hot rice and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. After eating, I go to the kitchen to wash the dishes. I rinse them with cold water first, then wash them with warm water, and finally rinse them with water continuously.After drying his hands, he wrapped himself in a down jacket and wandered on the street.The end of the year is approaching, and the whole street is filled with the happiness and stability of returning home.The street lights came on one after another, and the buses and subways were rushing to their destinations. Su Nianjue heard the sound of the wind passing through the wilderness.Su Nianjue got off at the terminal station and swiped his card to exit the station.Su Nianjue bought a roasted sweet potato on the side of the road, and dug the sweet potato with a spoon to eat while walking.The sweetness of sweet potatoes seeps into the tongue in the cold wind.I don't know how much I ate, Su Nianjue stopped at the door of a company.She looked up and saw the night lights shining on the street, huge real estate advertisements were hung on it, and tall buildings looked down on the common people with indifferent postures.Joyful tunes are ringing in my ears, the neon is enchanting, sweet potatoes are sweet, all kinds of pressures of living in the city seem to intertwine at this time, and then lightly melt into a puff of green smoke.

Xie Ling was still wandering on the train, while Su Nianjue was holding on to a sweet potato standing in the crowd, in a trance, as if she herself belonged here, and Xie Ling was just a passerby who would not stay long.At eight o'clock, this street called Jinyu Road was lit up from the beginning to the end as if lit by a match. The wrinkles on the face of the old lady, the light in the eyes of the lovers, and the grains of rice on the mouth of the child were at that moment. softened up.Su Nianjue saw that when the crowd dispersed, a man suddenly turned his head.Then he waved.Su Nianjue reached into his pocket and found an old business card.

She remembered that he said his name was Tong Jin.She looked at the name of the company next to her again.City Light Real Estate Development Co., Ltd.

Su Nianjue suddenly laughed.

If fate decides to pounce on you, all you can do is be calm.

That's how Su Nianjue met Tong Jin.

Tong Jin said that he happened to be on duty that day, so he went out to buy food when he was too hungry, but unexpectedly met Su Nianjue who came out for a stroll. "Why is it such a coincidence? I thought I would never meet you again."

"It's fate." Su Nianjue said to him.

This time Tong Jin didn't agree, he looked at Su Nianjue and said, "This is fate!"

Su Nianjue and Tong Jin exchanged mobile phone numbers and WeChat numbers. From then on, Su Nianjue would always receive WeChat messages or voice messages from Tong Jin when eating.Most of the questions are "Have you woken up?" "Have you eaten?" "What are you doing?" Most of the answers are "Not yet", "I'm going to eat" and "Nothing to do". In the middle, they are still stubbornly communicating the relationship between the two.Su Nianjue still maintains a regular schedule. She gets up in the morning to go for a run, and sometimes stays at home to pack things. When she feels bored, she goes for a walk outside alone, gets off at any stop, and then returns the same way. Even so, she never tells Tong Jin I am outside.Su Nianjue does not take the initiative to call the other party, but sometimes sends him a message.When he replied to the message, she might be hanging out, might be putting on a facial mask, might be sleeping, or might be sitting on the floor watching a TV series.

The day before the Spring Festival, the TV suddenly broke down.Su Nian went through the "shutdown and restart" procedure several times, and took a shower in the bathroom after confirming that it was invalid.In the old house, Su Nianjue was too lazy to pull the network cable, and he didn't usually watch TV, so if the TV broke down, he had nothing to rely on. After thinking about it, he went to the video store and bought a few CDs.On the night of New Year's Eve, firecrackers and fireworks were already quite lively. Su Nianjue was sitting alone on the bed in her pajamas and quilt. The CD was spinning impatiently on the computer, and it would get stuck once or twice before continuing on half dead.Leslie Cheung's deep and melancholy camera freezes in front of his eyes, and the dim light from the computer illuminates his dim pupils. Su Nianjue is biting a cigarette, just biting, not smoking, staring at a camera with a blank expression on his face.

She remembered when she was a child during the Chinese New Year, the children wore beautiful new clothes, the little girls wore braids, the boys cut their hair neatly, everyone held a handful of candy in their hands, and everyone was in the yard like crazy. run.When we got home, my mother pushed the brown drawer in hard, with a loud bang, heavy and sharp, and there was a sudden, brief silence.She saw her mother turn her head suddenly, staring at her with a strange look, then looked at her father suddenly, and said in the dialect of her hometown, "I knew it was like this, I have already said, what are girls doing?" Yes! You don’t listen, you don’t listen! Can my daughter take care of you until you die!”

"Having one child is raising, and raising two is also raising. The big deal is to work harder. I am not afraid of hardship or tiredness. Are you afraid of being a man?!" This passage is so familiar that Su Nianjue often unconsciously feels it when he dreams at night. Speaking out, when I woke up, my back was always wet with sweat.What followed was his father's rebuttal. He told how busy life was and how strict the policies were. He tried to defend himself from what his mother called "incompetent", "lazy" and "no vision". Many things that came were thrown to the ground.She opened the door, watching the nonsensical farce unfolding in front of her eyes.From an early age, it was clear to her that she was not expected.A foreign astrologist once said that when the child is in the mother's body, he can perceive the mother's emotions. Her small body can perceive her happiness, fear, expectation and disgust.He lay gently in her body, listening to the world with a humble attitude. The mother's birth pulled him from the darkness to the light.The first cry was not only the meeting between him and her, but also their separation.Su Nianjue often thinks that perhaps her sensitivity and fragility to this world also comes from the years before giving birth. She heard the woman and the man say "boy" and "boy" again and again, but she seems to have understood it in ignorance. It's an ending that you can't change.This is the first expectation of her parents.Probably except this time, she lived up to their expectations.She studied hard since she was a child, was serious and down-to-earth, never contradicted the teacher, never had conflicts with classmates, never fell in love with others, and never made others criticize or worry about anything. got their love.In fact, she always knew that she was loved.But the unease when she was young is more like a brand, deeply engraved into her soul.More and more silent, more and more lonely, the perseverance and ability that used to be exhausted after adulthood, and fell into the most ordinary kind of people in a trance.At this time, her younger brother has finally grown up.He is naughtier than her, but braver, and he makes his parents worry more than her, but his achievements must be stronger than hers.That's it, a new life gave her a second hope after meeting Xie Ling.In the fortress of the family, she removed her mask and separated herself from the other party with a cold gesture.

At midnight, Su Nianjue saw that the phone was on.She knew it was Xie Ling calling.Every year at this time, Xie Ling would call her. Sometimes Xie Ling would set the alarm clock before this time, and then crawl out of bed to call herself.So this phone call often spans the old year and the new year, and the invisible phone line keeps bringing her closer to her, endlessly entangled.Xie Ling said that it was because she was afraid that Su Nianjue would feel alone and have bad thoughts, but Su Nianjue always felt that Xie Ling's behavior really made her feel lonely and had bad thoughts.The firecrackers were bouncing happily, and the fireworks were like peacocks opening their screens, which made a commotion. As soon as Su Nianjue picked up the phone, he heard a "bang~" on the other end, followed by Xie Ling's familiar voice.

"Su Nianjue, happy new year."

"Happy New Year!"

Xie Ling was silent for a moment, "What are you doing now?"

Su Nianjue closed the computer, "I was just watching a computer, a very old movie, "A Chinese Ghost Story."

Xie Ling said "Hey", "Didn't you watch the Spring Festival Gala, do you feel a little bored?"

"Nothing, it's just that the TV suddenly broke. Everyone is very busy recently. I will go to fix it in a few days."

"Is it still repaired well?"

"...Huh? This, it should be possible. By the way, what are you doing?"

"Run to the bedroom and call you, my brother is super annoying, he keeps hugging me to celebrate the New Year."

"Ah, because you didn't give people lucky money?"

"Come on, he's 1.8 meters tall, why should he ask me for New Year's money?"

"..."

"Nianjue, I have a call right now, don't hang up, okay? I'll answer it first."

"Oh, okay. I'll wait for you." Su Nianjue lay on the bed holding her mobile phone, and pulled the quilt over her head. The thick quilt buried her, and she heard her own heavy breathing.She didn't hang up the phone, but just put the phone on her forehead. After waiting for a long time, Su Nianjue felt that it was a long time, so long that she fell asleep unconsciously, and she didn't know it until Xie Ling hung up the phone.

"Sorry, I kept you waiting for a long time this time. You seem to be very tired. Go to bed early." Su Nianjue stared at the message, and sent Xie Ling a message back, "Are you a colleague?"

"No, it's the blind date."

"Oh." Su Nianjue thought, and sent her another reply, "Very good, go to bed early, good night."

Another voice message from Tong Jin popped up in WeChat.

Su Nianjue played it again, but couldn't hear clearly, turned the volume to the highest, but still couldn't hear clearly, so he clicked on the "speaker" mode, Tong Jin's voice was amplified several times and rang in his ears, "Happy New Year!"

happy New Year.

Su Nianjue put the phone aside. "Happy, happy ass," she heard herself say.

"Xie Ling's Blind Date Diary" tells a blind date story of an ordinary urban white-collar worker. The 28-year-old Xie Ling finally ushered in her career as an older leftover woman in various choices. After several blind dates, she chose an older man who was more ordinary than herself. Unexpectedly, as the understanding deepens, the relationship will gradually improve.Xie Ling's best friend, Su Nianjue, gave up her stable job and went to work in a strange city. To put it bluntly, it was just because of an untold romance.However, in addition to being old, the older man also has an unknown identity—the founder and CEO of Splendid Mountain River. Therefore, Xie Ling decided to marry him after a lot of struggle and struggle in the later stage.But Su Nianjue chose another man as his life partner after Xie Ling and Wen Shao confirmed their relationship.

Su Nian tapped the system's head, smiling, "Is this the end?"