Reborn with you

Zhang Qiang has been in a good mood since just now, and that person talked to him a lot today.Every time that person looked at him, he felt flustered, deeply afraid that if he was not careful, he would unconsciously show his admiration for him, and that person would hate him.

Zhang Qiang pursed her lips and raised her head, only to find a very dangerous situation.

There was a little girl with long hair standing in the middle of the road, about four or five years old, holding a naive cloth bear in her hand. She was looking up at the sky. Zhang Qiang followed the little girl's line of sight and saw a red bear balloons fly higher and higher in the sky.On the surrounding roadside, two women were chatting happily, not paying attention to the little girl's situation at all.

Zhang Qiang shook her head and walked over to remind the two women to take care of their children. At this moment, Zhang Qiang noticed a car approaching in this direction. Although the driver could be seen trying to slow down, but Even so, the car was still very fast when it was in front of the little girl.

The little girl obviously also noticed this situation. She didn't know whether she was frightened or she was naive and didn't realize the danger. She still stood still and watched the car drive towards her.Zhang Qiang didn't have time to speak, so she rushed over to push the little girl away, but her body felt a strong impact, and a huge pain hit her, after which Zhang Qiang didn't feel any more, and the little girl's crying sound and When the woman screamed, only the clear sky and the red balloon flying higher and higher appeared in Zhang Qiang's eyes.

Zhang Qiang didn't know if he would survive. In a short period of time, his life experiences of the past 34 years flashed through his mind.

When I was a child, I didn’t understand why there were no children to play with me. Every time I met those children in groups, they would shout “wild species” or “baby without a father” loudly at me. Zhang Qiang went home Ask his mother what is a "wild species" and what is a "dad".

The mother who was always strict in Zhang Qiang's eyes just hugged him and cried loudly.

Since then, Zhang Qiang never asked these questions again. Although she still longed to be accepted by the small group, because they made her mother cry, Zhang Qiang never took the initiative to approach the group of children again.

After reaching elementary school and junior high school, Zhang Qiang gradually became sensible, knowing the situation in her family, and also became inferior.And the classmates in the class, also because of Zhang Qiang's single-parent poverty and Zhang Qiang's "feminine" personality, have been intentionally or unintentionally excluding Zhang Qiang, so Zhang Qiang became more and more quiet.

In fact, Zhang Qiang's personality is not feminine, but rather quiet. Unlike other boys who like to dig out bird's nests and climb mountains, Zhang Qiang's hobbies are painting or reading.But the boy is so naive and cruel, he doesn't care about other people's feelings, expresses his own opinions or follows others' opinions unscrupulously.

This situation continued into high school.

Zhang Qiang's grades have always been below average, and the college entrance examination is basically hopeless, so Zhang Qiang's class teacher proposed another way out for this silent boy.Although Zhang Qiang's grades are average, his painting is very good, so he can be admitted to the university through the method of art and sports students.

At that time, Zhang Qiang was shocked by her different sexual orientation from ordinary people.When he was in the second year of high school, he found that his eyes were always on the handsome boys in his class, and he had no feeling for the so-called class flowers or class flowers.Zhang Qiang, who has read a lot, of course knows what this means, but knowing it does not mean that Zhang Qiang is not afraid of possible harm.Panicked, he could only indulge in books and paintings even more. In order not to be discovered, he communicated less and less with others. He found that only painting could calm his mind and immerse himself in that world. , I do not know other.

The head teacher's suggestion undoubtedly catered to Zhang Qiang's wishes.

One year later, Zhang Qiang was admitted to his ideal school, where he could learn more about Chinese culture and art. He was completely fascinated by these ancient Chinese arts, which were either beautiful, dignified, majestic, delicate, or magnificent. Here, he has like-minded companions, and they can talk about ancient and modern times, China and foreign countries together.

He is like a fish that has been suffocated for a long time, and suddenly has the water to survive.He cherishes this kind of life very much. He thought that his whole life would be accompanied by these calligraphy, painting and sculptures, but when he was 28 years old, he suddenly felt that there might be another possibility in his life.

That person is elegant, dignified and knowledgeable.In addition to various arts in China, art categories in foreign countries are also involved.Every time she listened to that person, Zhang Qiang felt that she was a little novice, with the touch and surprise of being able to listen to the teachings of the Holy Buddha.The position of that person in his heart is as high as a religious idol.

Talking face to face with such a person, one can imagine Zhang Qiang's mood.

The first time that person came to talk to him proactively, Zhang Qiang's mood was not surprise but wanted to run away. He was afraid that his first impression on that person would be ruined inadvertently by his unprepared self.At that time, Zhang Qiang felt that she had never blushed so much in her life, so she could only bow her body and stammer, "Hi, senior." )

Although that person was ten years older than Zhang Qiang, he didn't have the beer belly and baldness that middle-aged men usually have. His handsome face with a smile all the year round gave people a feeling of spring breeze.The person looked at Zhang Qiang who was so nervous, but only deepened the arc of the corner of his mouth, showing no sign of impatience, "Your name is Zhang Qiang, right? The article "On Qi Baishi" you published last time was very good, your point of view I agree very much. In addition, your calligraphy and painting skills are also very good, if you work hard, maybe you can produce another Qi Baishi?"

Zhang Qiang opened her mouth slightly, wanting to answer the man's words politely, but he was surprised by the meaning of the man's words.That person actually noticed him and spoke well of him?This is not true, is it?

That person didn't care about Zhang Qiang's rudeness, looked at Zhang Qiang's stupid look, smiled in a good mood, turned around and left.

Since then, Zhang Qiang has had more and more contacts with that person, and the status of that person in Zhang Qiang's mind has also changed from superior to amiable with the passage of time, even some of Zhang Qiang's little habits Unknowingly, I became somewhat similar to that person, such as the smile that often hangs on the corner of my mouth, such as my fondness for drinking Longjing...

The corner of Zhang Qiang's mouth unconsciously smiled again, the sky became blurred, and the figure of that person gradually disappeared from his mind, Zhang Qiang thought, it is said that people will recall their own life before they die, probably, he will soon Let's go.

The person who was writing 'Qiang' on the white rice paper suddenly tilted his hand, and the words on the paper became imperfect. The person frowned slightly, and then remembered the person who was as pure as paper, and his mood improved again.It's been 6 years, and it's about the same time, and my patience is almost exhausted, so I will close the Internet cafe after a while.I really look forward to Zhang Qiang's expression when the time comes.

The corner of that person's mouth evoked Zhang Qiang's familiar smile again.

The author has something to say: If there is any inconsistency between the side story and the main text, the main text shall prevail