Heart has a thousand knots

I want you to give me affirmation / My love is meaningful / We all need courage..." This song was sung by Xiaoshi and I when a few high school classmates had a small gathering in Chengdu.

When the bell rang for the second time, it attracted the attention of the surrounding passengers.I pressed the answer button, but there was no sound. I lowered my head, but I didn't know whether to say that sentence: Xiaoshi, how are you doing?After a while, Xiaoshi's voice came over, looking a little tired. I don't know if it was a bad line or because the subway signal was not good.

"Momo, is that you? Momo... I know, one day, you will turn on the phone. Where are you? I have sent you so many calls and text messages, have you seen it? No one can reach you..."

After walking out of the subway, Xiaoshi still did not hang up the phone: "Every month, I will recharge your number. Because, only this number can let me find you. Momo—" her voice trembled, "I I want to know, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine, don't worry. Take care of yourself." After that, there was another long silence, so quiet that you could hear each other's breathing.Hanging up the phone, I looked up at the night sky where the fireworks were flying, and kept my neck up, blocking all the emotions rushing to my eye sockets, trying not to let my tears accompany me to spend this Lunar New Year.

When I got back to the residence, I didn't turn on the light, went straight to the bedroom, and threw myself on the bed.The New Year's bell rang, turned on the phone, and sent Jiang Qiuyue a text message of blessing: "Sister, Happy New Year!"

The phone rang, and Jiang Qiuyue didn't expect to see my text message so soon.As soon as I picked up the phone, I heard rustling noises in the living room.The eyesight is unknown, but the ears can definitely be called "cong".On the night of New Year's Eve, thieves should also rest for the New Year's Eve.This sound still scares me a little. Tangible things are often less frightening than intangible things.

Holding the phone, I slowly moved towards the switch, but what came from the phone was only the sound of rapid and heavy breathing. I found that my body began to sweat slightly, gritted my teeth, and pressed the switch——

Ah—a person leaning on the wall at the entrance screamed, which made my hair stand on end.

Seeing each other clearly, I breathed a sigh of relief.Jiang Qiuyue came over: Momo, what the hell are you doing, I don't know if people are scary, will they scare people to death?

Realizing that it was New Year's Eve, Jiang Qiuyue covered her mouth.

"How—when did you come back?" I asked her.Facing her sudden return on New Year's Eve, my surprise was written all over my face.

"It's fine, just stay with mom and see my sister, and then I'll be back." She said flatly, then raised her tone, "Why are you looking at me like that? You don't come home in the middle of the night, you don't answer the phone, you don't reply to the message."

Sensing her displeasure, I smiled: "I didn't hear that, the sound of fireworks is too dense."

Except for the night of her birthday, Jiang Qiuyue never took the initiative to mention her family and children in front of me.Originally, I wanted to ask her why she didn't spend more time with the children, and it was rare to go back.When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.

The greatest respect for people is to keep a proper distance from each other.I think, if a person is willing to confide in you, your asking is unnecessary; if not, your attention has caused interference to the other party.

Back in the bedroom, I took the painting out of the box. "Xiaoshi, happy new year!" I said silently in my heart.

"Momo, do you want some dumplings?" Jiang Qiuyue pushed the door open, but the door was ajar and it was not closed.I wanted to put that painting away, but it was obviously too late.

"Little poem?" Jiang Qiuyue asked softly.I nod.

"It's so beautiful——" Jiang Qiuyue stared at the painting and said, "It's me, and I'm also tempted. Those eyes are very pure."

I have to admit that hearing Jiang Qiuyue's words of appreciation for Xiaoshi from the bottom of my heart made me very happy.As for the beauty of the poem, or Jiang Qiuyue's appreciation, at that time, even I couldn't tell the difference.Perhaps, a bit of both?

Jiang Qiuyue said that in her hometown, there is a habit of eating dumplings after twelve o'clock on the New Year's Eve.She cooked dumplings and asked me to eat them with her.

I'm almost 25 years old, and it's the first time I've grown up with someone other than my family, a woman with whom I have a hard-to-define relationship, and I can't explain my inner feelings.Drifting in Shanghai with my body, there are also feelings.I don't know which direction the wind of emotion is going to blow.

It was already three o'clock in the morning when I said goodnight to Jiang Qiuyue.The fireworks outside are still blooming, scattered, decorating my lonely dreams.

([-]) The willow flowers are gone and the flowers are flying away

Spring in the south of the Yangtze River comes earlier than in the north.In March of Yangchun, the wind in the south is light and the clouds are light, the willows are soft and the birds are singing, the leaves are green and the flowers are flourishing. The spring is already as bright as silk, and the air is moist.

As soon as the Waking of Insects arrived, there was more rain.The next day, March 3th, Sunday, Jiang Qiuyue dragged me to go shopping with her.It was a gray day, and it was raining lightly.

Jiang Qiuyue loves beauty, and when she sees the clothes she likes, she can't move her feet.Trying on one by one, I kept asking me "does it look good", "will it look fat" and "really".I was patient, waiting for her to come in and out of the fitting room again and again.

I don't really like shopping.Shopping with a beautiful woman is a contest of physical strength and endurance.My clothes are all light and casual styles. T-shirts and jeans have almost become a hardcore match, and I occasionally wear shirts.I like simple clothes, I feel that I am also a simple person, and I like to live a simple life.

A simple life makes it easier to be peaceful.Only in this way, you will feel that this world is also simple.Modern people living in the era of technological civilization are often burdened by the inability to discard the extra things in life itself.

Jiang Qiuyue kept driving me to the fitting room, so I reluctantly chose a simple and elegant casual suit, which can be worn both on and off work.

When it came time to pay the bill, I walked ahead.When I took out my wallet, I was stunned on the spot—my money was only enough to pay for a fraction of this suit.Except for the monthly pocket money and my salary, I haven't received it once.I didn't ask her about the salary either.

"The capitalists should pay for it," Jiang Qiuyue said with a half-smile, as if noticing my blushing face, "the capitalists will deduct it from your salary."

The phone rings just right, like a lifesaver.I looked at it, it was my brother's number.My eldest brother is a relatively silent person, and rarely calls me on his own initiative.

"Momo," the elder brother said, "you come back as soon as possible." My heart suddenly "thumped", and I didn't dare to think about it.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Qiuyue asked while holding my shoulder.

"I have to go back as soon as possible," I said.At that time, my face must have been very ugly, and with a sullen head, I took the bag from Jiang Qiuyue's hand and walked out of the mall.Jiang Qiuyue held an umbrella and kept telling me to slow down.I ignored it and walked straight to the parking lot.

After I went back, I started to pack my luggage, stuffed a few clothes in the box randomly, and then sat by the bed without saying a word.

Jiang Qiuyue reopened my suitcase and folded my clothes one by one.The room fell silent.

"Why don't you call and ask?" Jiang Qiuyue folded her clothes, stood in front of me, and said.

I shake my head.Although I really wanted to know what happened, I was terribly afraid.I'm afraid to hear anything bad about my father.During the years when my mother was away, he had a double status in my heart, not just a father.

When we went to the airport, it was still raining endlessly.My eyes, through the windshield, see the monotonous swing of the wipers, once, once, again...

When going through the security check, Jiang Qiuyue shouted behind me: "Momo—" I turned around, and before I could answer her, I was embraced by her.Jiang Qiuyue's height of 1.6 meters [-], plus those high heels, when she hugged me, my head was just under her eyebrows.

"Are you—will you come back?" she asked, her voice trembling.Although I have adapted to her rigorous and focused style in work, and also to the soft and delicate side of her life, when she talks to me like this, my heart feels soft and distressed like being brushed by reed flowers.

I didn't answer, just patted her on the back lightly, then pushed her away gently, gave her a smile, and nodded.

Jiang Qiuyue also smiled, and there was a sparkle in her eyes.

"Sister, you look the best when you smile." Before turning around, I said.She squeezed my face with her hand, and her eyes turned into crescent moons again: "Fart boy, let's go. Watch the suitcase."

Even a fool could understand the reluctance in Jiang Qiuyue's eyes.I waved to her, and I didn't look back.Looking back frequently will only make the separation longer.

([-]) At that time, I was a flower appreciator

When the plane landed at Shuangliu Airport, it was already dark.The bus from Shuangliu to Dujiangyan has already closed.

Stopped the taxi and entered the urban area of ​​Chengdu.Arriving at Caoshi Street, Section [-], Renmin Middle Road, I got out of the car and turned into the familiar alley.

The east-facing windows on the second floor were pitch black.I sat down on a bench behind a big banana tree and sent a text message to Jiang Qiuyue to report her safety.

On the open space next to the lawn, there are a group of old ladies and old men dancing baba dances there.Residents on the ground floor are almost covered with flowers in front of every house.

The weather in Chengdu, whether it is cold or hot, is not too much, there is a lot of water, and it is cloudy and sunny, which is suitable for growing flowers and trees.Therefore, foreigners who visit Chengdu may criticize the weather here, but without exception, they will fall in love with the flowers and life here.

Someone once wrote that the city of Chengdu has a bit of Beijing flavor.plant flowers, yes