In this world, it's nice to have you

At night, she lay on the window sill and looked at the sky, and I just lay on the bed and read a book.

It's such a good night here.I really want to live like this for the rest of my life.she says.

I don't say anything.Who wouldn't, just really can.

Do you know my childhood wish?

what is itI look at her.

She gave me a blank look.I want to buy a lot of houses, and then live in the countryside, do nothing but live by collecting rent, basking in the sun and playing with dogs every day.

I smiled at her.

She went on to say, this is the life you live now, except, no money, no dog.

I smiled helplessly again.

But if I go back and bring my dog, there will be.

Hehe, you have a dog.I don't know if that counts as off topic.

Yes, he is super cute.

Really.Suddenly, I pictured her chasing and playing in the grass with her dog and me.Forgive the imagination of a painter.

She stopped talking and looked at the sky, wondering what she was thinking.

She felt sleepy after reading for a while, and she had been typing in front of the computer for a while.

I'm going to bed first, I said.

good.she says.

I lay down and couldn't sleep.I don't know if it's because I slept in the afternoon, or there are strangers beside me.

Yusu?she whispered.

Um?I answered half confusedly.

Are you really not going with me?

Um. .I opened my eyes and she was lying on the bed looking at me.What?

I said, accompany me to Shuhe tomorrow.

Her eyes were full of anticipation.I don't know how to say no.At that moment, I suddenly felt that we had already known each other.

let's talk tomorrow.I just have to say.

She smiled, probably knowing that she had succeeded again.

sleep early.I said.

She said yes.

In this way, everyone fell asleep.My bed is huge.Both of them also turned to one side, and there was still a distance of two people between them.But I still didn't sleep well and thought about many things.

I usually get up around seven o'clock, and seeing that she is still sleeping, I quietly go downstairs to buy breakfast.

When she came back, she was still awake.I put it on the table and went downstairs to draw by myself.

When I picked up the pen, what appeared in my mind was her sleeping profile.So I drew it.

It took about an hour or so for her to get up. I heard the movement upstairs and covered the painting with guilt.Pretend to go up and pour water.

You are up.I said.

Well.She rubbed her eyes.Hello early.

got used to.

Well.I usually don't get up until nine o'clock. . .She stretches.

While eating breakfast, she asked me again if I wanted to accompany her.

I have a shallow sense of choice.If you promise, you may not be able to maintain the proper distance, and I don't want to have that kind of gathering again.If you don't agree, everyone is each other's passerby.

But I still agreed, not because I couldn't bear the loneliness, nor because I couldn't stand the temptation.From the moment I promised her to go upstairs, it was doomed that no one could escape.

She said she wanted to ride a bike, but she didn't know how to ride a bike, so she rented a two-person bike and asked me to take her.

She can't do it at all. I haven't ridden for a long time, and I don't have much strength, so I staggered at first.Later I said you don't move, just put your hands and feet down.Then I used my strength to carry her to Shuhe.

I was exhausted before reaching Shuhe.

We just sat on the curb to rest, and the midday sun was a little hot on our bodies. I saw that she was white and tender, and I couldn't bear to let her get more sun.After drinking some water, we continued on our way.Fortunately, she also learned a little later, helping me step on it from time to time.

When we arrived in town, she pulled me and said that I was going to buy a hat.Later, she went into a jewelry store and bought two coarse cloth hats with ethnic styles. She wore one for herself and buckled one on my head.Then I bought two more capes.After wearing it, he instantly became a local.

Finally, I found a teahouse, where I could finally sit down and rest.

We sat down by the window, not far from a sunflower field.We ordered Pu'er and a plate of shredded squid.

why are you hereShe looked out the window and asked me.

Because you want to escape the dunya.

Ha ha, then why don't you become a monk.

I'm a woman, okay?

Hahaha.

Moreover, I am still nostalgic for the world of mortals.

Well.The six roots are not clean.

I smile.

How old are you?she asked again.

26.

Two years older than me.

Well.

So do you plan to stay here forever?

I don't know either.If the studio has not improved.I don't know how long I can stay.

That should not be long.

I froze for a moment, repeatedly understanding the meaning of her words.

I don't mean to knock you down.Just be honest.

Your truth hurts.

cough.But no matter what.You have the courage to live the life you want to live.This is still worthy of admiration.

Courage equals blindness plus impulsiveness.

No.Courage is innate destiny.Only what you are destined to do will have the courage to do it.

You can talk.

hehe.I just have a deep understanding.

haha, really.So what is your fate?

When I asked, she stopped.Eyes on the cup of tea.I don't know either.she said softly.

hehe.Is it bravery to live in a stranger's house, alone, without a phone?I joked.

She looked up at me, smiling.Say, maybe.

cough.I know I dug another hole.

When I went back, I pushed the car, and we walked slowly for a long time.Until the afterglow of the sun falls on the fields.Mostly silent.

Just like this, accompanied quietly, each other feels warm and at ease in their hearts.That is the feeling of belonging.Watching the setting sun lengthen our shadows, I was a little moved.I thought to myself, it would be a beautiful thing to go to the place where she teaches to be an art teacher and watch the sunset side by side until I grow old.

gone back.I said.

Ok.

Come up.

Ok.

I suddenly felt empowered.Step on it very hard.

She suddenly started singing from behind.I like you, is my exclusive memory. . . . .

Then I also sang with her.

After that, we went to Lugu Lake and watched the starry sky by the lake.I went to the snow mountain and felt the holiness of the snow mountain.

Time passed quickly, stop and go, and it was almost a month in a flash.It's time to part.It happened to be Tanabata that day.We went to the bar.It is also a bar hidden deep in the alley, and there is a big sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard.

Young artists gathered together playing guitar and singing Tibetan songs.

There is a fire.

There is an attic.

There are writings left by travelers and ronin.

We also each wrote a sentence in a certain book.

What I write is that I hope we can have a future.

yes.How long have we known each other?

Maybe it was because of drinking some wine, the feeling of reluctance rose spontaneously.

We listened to nursery rhymes for a while, walked around, and finally sat down by the fire in the yard.Just me and her.

I'm so overwhelmed with alcohol that I don't know how many bottles I've had, and my thoughts flood while watching the fire.She was also a little dizzy from drinking, and lay down on my lap.

I look up to the sky.heard her whisper.I like you.

The sound falls.The tears couldn't hold back any longer.

I love you.I said.

Then we all cried.

Later, I only knew that I dragged her back to the studio with the last sliver of sobriety. I fell and got up all the way, and the name she kept calling softly echoed in my ears.

When I got back to the studio, I rushed to the toilet and vomited, then passed out.

Thinking about it, she really shouldn't drink so much, she should take a good rest when she leaves the plane the next day.

But separated.Never see you again.At least deeply.Often only alcohol can push the story to the extreme.

Can you not go?I said.

She shook her head slightly.

I took out the painting and gave it to her.Keep it as a souvenir, I said.

Um.Thanks.she cried.thank you for be my side.

Don't cry, I said.Must be good.

Ok.

OK, can I give you a hug?I said.

She didn't say a word, she came closer and fell on my chest.That was our first intimate encounter in waking life.So close, so close, so warm, her temperature.

I hugged her tightly.Thank you, too, for getting to know you.

She cried and shook her head.

We don't know why the time is so short, but so reluctant.In such a short time, unfortunately, they approached each other's heart, but they separated when they couldn't get out.

I ended up kissing her forehead anyway.good.I said again.

forget me.she says.