Beauty across the cloud

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Jin Lan felt that her adaptability had improved. Although she was a little uncomfortable at the beginning, she was fine after a week or so.The only thing that makes him feel uncomfortable from time to time is that the city he lives in is too close to the sea and too humid.Strange to say, when he was in China, he always hated the dry weather in the north, but now he still misses the dry and moisture-free wind.

Here, walking on the street in sunny weather, the sea breeze blowing against his face smelled salty, and he even had the illusion that he could see salt grains in the air.But even so, few days in a month are sunny.It's always raining, and when it rains it brings unbearable humidity.Faces coming and going, eyes of various colors are hidden under umbrellas of different styles.Once it rained suddenly when Jin Lan came out of the Chinese supermarket, and he forgot to bring an umbrella that day, so he was forced to stand beside a platform to avoid the rain.

An umbrella completely isolates them from this wet world.

That brightly colored umbrella, he would often think of later, was an unforgettable bright color in the gray and cold field of vision.

Jin Lan didn't think of Luo Weiqiu often.

He feels that the matter of feelings actually only accounts for a very small part of life.To say it's insignificant seems to be too heartless; but, it's really not a big deal.The world is so big, and human emotions are just a drop in the bucket.

What's more, his emotional experience is far from being a legend. Except for the strange thing about men dressing up as women, the other links are probably not worth mentioning to adults who are ups and downs in love and desire.

He hasn't even shaken his hand yet.

Jin Lan didn't think of Luo Weiqiu often, only three times at most.

The first time was when Qin Suian went to see Romeo and Juliet performed by the city theater troupe. When he saw the last scene where both Luo and Zhu died in love, even though he already knew the ending of the story, he still couldn't help but feel sad.He heard the actor say before the curtain call:

"...Gohence to have more talk of these ad things: Some shall be pardoned, and some punished..."

(Go ahead and talk more of these sorrows. Some will be pardoned, some will be punished.)

If love is great enough, why is there sadness?If love is so small, why is it that someone always hugs a drop to survive?

Naturally there is no answer.

When he came out of the theater, Qin Suian saw that he was in a bad mood by a light on the road, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

Before Jin Lan could answer, she analyzed the conclusion on her own: "Are you homesick?" Then she comforted him very intimately: "It's okay, I'm actually a little homesick too. When I think that the male protagonist is called Romeo , I suddenly want to eat the pineapple at my house."

At that moment, Jin Lan realized that Qin Suian was really talented.

"You don't like drama? Why do you want to watch it?"

"Huh? Because there just happened to be free tickets."

"That's it."

Jin Lan and Qin Suian have different majors. They are not involved in the same project. They just met each other at the dinner party for overseas students. Qin Suian himself is very familiar, cheerful and generous, and he is very fast-paced. He can't understand Jin Lan. Often there is only one person eating in silence, so I must call him for anything.After coming down again and again, Jin Lan was not willing to take away her kindness.What's more, in an unfamiliar place, having a friend is very important.

The second time was in the corridor of the library. When Qin Suian was complaining to him for the hundredth time how bad the food was, a tall boy passed them by.

Jin Lan was really panicked at that time, with that body shape, that profile of the face, and the outfit of sweater and slacks.

Qin Suian followed his gaze and looked over.

"Your acquaintance?"

The boy turned around at the corner ahead and saw clearly that it was not the same person.

Jin Lan shook her head and said casually, "No, I just saw it before..."

"How is it possible," Qin Sui'an said quickly, she mercilessly exposed: "Ken is Asian, he has never been to China, did you see it in your dream?"

Jin Lan smiled: "Well, I saw it in a dream." Then he asked: "Why do you know everyone?"

"Ha, then you must, tell the truth to my sister, have you fallen in love with that handsome guy? Please, I will take you to their party..."

Since then, Jin Lan has been keen to attend various parties.He was not so lucky, so he only squatted on the handsome guy a few times.Once he had just finished a forum meeting, and Qin Suian dragged him to the party with his suit still on.At that time, he took a glass of drink casually, and then sat quietly in the outdoor smoking area, looking at Ken's profile not far away, smoking one after another.

Jin Lan can smoke, but she doesn't like to smoke and has no addiction.But now here, he needs smoke to tear a thin gap between reality and ideal for him, so that he can lose his mind for a short time in the gap.Sometimes when I smoke in a hurry, I can finish a pack of Marlboros in one night.

His eyes are too naked, too bold, undisguised, bright, full of desire but full of loneliness, like a car driving alone in a torrential rainy night, in the endless night, there is only a lonely white light in the rainy curtain.

As if he wanted to make up for all the things he didn't dare to do at this time.

He only watched for ten minutes, and the other party noticed him. After all, a beautiful young man like Jin Lan is still very conspicuous.So Ken started looking back at him too, measuring him from foot to head.

The style of the shoes is a bit ordinary, with a small white lotus-like ankle on top, slim black suit pants, a narrow waist, and a pure white shirt with a slightly open neckline, revealing a section of collarbone.A flash of sparks is sandwiched between two bony fingers, white smoke gathers and spreads out, behind is the lips that are taking in breath.

Ken came over with a glass of wine, and stood in front of Jin Lan: "May Isithere?"

Jin Lan smiled, pinched his cigarette, picked up his coat, got up and left without saying a word.

Others need side dishes for drinking, but when he smokes, he needs a silhouette to add flavor.

There was no alcohol in the cigarette, but at the end of the smoke, I was a little drunk, but when the silhouette turned around, it was like waking up from a dream.After all, he was not alone, he didn't look like a person from the front, and even less so when he opened his mouth.

Since then, Jin Lan has never attended any parties. He would rather drive a rented car to the countryside during the holidays.There was no waiting for a car on the secluded road for half a day, and there were barren grass on both sides, and he sat in the car, watching the sun slowly sinking, and then closed his eyes on the seat, trying to dissolve the blood-red sunset into the in the eyes.

The third time was to teach Chinese to the landlady's granddaughter Carol.The apartment Jin Lan rents is located in the outskirts of the city. The landlord is a Chinese who immigrated in the last century. When he gets old, he can’t return to his roots. Therefore, he has always been enthusiastic about these foreign students, trying to find comfort in his homeland from similar outlines and accents, and even to his own family. My granddaughter is also very concerned about teaching Chinese.It’s just that I’m getting old, and I still need a magnifying glass to read the newspaper by myself. It’s too difficult to teach Carol to write stroke by stroke, so I visited the door several times, hoping that Jin Lan can set aside an hour on the weekend to watch Carol learn. Chinese character.

The remuneration is really generous, not to mention that it is not troublesome. Carol struggled to trace the characters beside her, while Jin Lan wrote the experiment report on the computer.

"Hey, Jin." After all, he is an eight or nine-year-old child, and he is tired of sitting for a long time, so he talked to Jin Lan casually: "Can I have a dessert? It's getting cold." Grandparents and parents They are all Chinese, and grew up in such a family atmosphere. Carol's spoken Chinese is still very good.

"Okay." Jin Lan said.

Carol immediately reached for the plate of soufflé on the table, her legs dangling happily on the chair.

"Then let me see how your writing is going." Jin Lan stopped working and reached for the notebook in front of Carol.

"No!" Carol still held the spoon in her hand, lost the opportunity to protect the notebook, and immediately wailed.

Jin Lan turned two pages and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Taiyang, you forgot that there is a dot in it. The character you wrote is big."

"They're alike!"

"Bad. Rewrite."

Angrily, Carol put down the spoon, picked up the pen again, and made up the "dot" for each "dayang" that was forgotten.

"It's done!"

"No, you won't remember it like this." Jin Lan showed a serious side about taking people's money and loyalty.

"Oh, I'msickofit!" Carol tried to bribe him: "Can you eat some too?"

"...No."

"Why? Do you like anything else? Cheesecake?"

Jin Lan smiled at her: "Because I don't like sweets."

"Really? Why? All my friends love it. Have you never liked it since you were a child?" Carol held her chin and thought of a new word she had learned: "Do you have diabetes? My mother said you have diabetes." People in China can't eat sweets, so she never let grandpa eat them."

"You want to know?"

Carol's big eyes flickered, and "I want to listen to stories, not write" was written all over her face.

"Then correct your mistakes first. Write carefully."

"..."

After another 10 minutes, Carol re-submitted the carefully corrected homework, and then looked at Jin Lan expectantly.

With such a serious matter, Jin Lan felt that, in fact, this matter was nothing at all.

"Maybe it's not like I didn't like food since I was a child." Jin Lan walked to the window and looked at the sea in the distance: "My parents separated very early, so I was brought up by my mother when I was young. At that time, she Working in a cake shop, the work is very hard, you can't take me out to play, and you can't buy me snacks and toys, the only 'snacks' I often eat are the cakes that she brings back after work and are not sold out that day."

"I eat it every day, so I finally get tired of eating it, but I have to eat it. I don't want to make her sad."

"I got used to it later, and brought it to school for breakfast, and then slowly, other students thought I really liked desserts."

"From childhood to adulthood, I ate with my classmates and friends. They took good care of me and always told me that this dish is sweet and I ordered it for you."

"Actually, I used to order dishes according to my own wishes, but everyone seemed surprised. Then I thought, forget it, let's eat sweet ones. In order not to make others sad, but also to not surprise others."

Carol nodded, she seemed to understand, but she didn't seem to: "Then you should make it clear at the beginning, wouldn't it be fine?"

Jin Lan looked at her with a smile: "Yeah, just make it clear at the beginning."

Too many things were wrong because I couldn't open my mouth at the beginning.

What did Carol think: "Why are you able to tell the truth to me?" She pouted: "Aren't you afraid that I will be sad?"

"Because you are cute. Well, don't be unhappy, I told you my secret."

"Really?" With inexplicable trust, Carol immediately became happy: "Didn't you tell anyone about this?"

Jin Lan thought for a while and said, "Actually, there are. I told the person I like."

"Who? Where is he? Is he good-looking?"

Jin Lan waved to her, signaling her to come over. Carol hopped off her chair and came bouncing over.

Jin Lan pointed to the sun on the horizon outside the window.

The slender sea fog is like the accumulated emotions, they accumulate together, often obscure the sight, and finally condense into a piece of opaque white on the indigo sea, like an unspoken mood.Jin Lan felt that if he visualized his heart, it would be like the sea fog.The dense fog sank, and everything in the fog became indistinct, only a vague gray and white silhouette.

But after the sun comes out, everything becomes different. The fog rises, the surrounding scenery gradually becomes clearer, and the sea surface returns to calm.

"The sun?" Just after correcting the typo, Carol was deeply impressed by this word, and she looked displeased: "You lied to me, how can people live on the sun."

Jin Lan shook her head: "It's not the sun, it's the place where the sun rises, it's the east."

The sea breeze rolled up his soft hair, and swept away his unspoken thoughts along his cheeks.I hope the sea breeze is merciful, can cross land and sea, and send a sentence of "I miss you so much" to the far east.

With a time difference of more than ten hours, when Jinlan's side was still at noon, Luo Weiqiu was drowning in a late night dream.

He dreamed of the blue sky and white clouds, and dreamed that Jin Lan was standing by the sea, opening and closing his mouth, as if saying something, but the distance was too far to hear clearly.Luo Weiqiu ran forward for a while, the two of them got closer, but they still couldn't hear clearly.In the end, he had to walk for a long time, and was very tired, before he reached Jin Lan's side.

Jin Lan in the dream motioned him to bow his head, and he listened to him, thinking that he could finally hear clearly this time, but he never thought that the moment he bowed his head, Jin Lan suddenly raised his head and pecked his face lightly.

A kiss that was lighter than a mosquito sting scared Luo Weiqiu awake.

In the dark, he sat up from the bed and re-examined the dream.

This is definitely a thousand miles away from the "nightmare" in the broad sense. There are no monsters, no zombies, no exams that cannot be completed, and no questions that cannot be solved.

The blue sky and white clouds are not scary, and the sea is not scary.Could it be Jin Lan that was scary?Not right either.In his dream, his expression was gentle, even with sadness in his brows.

Why is it?

Two days ago, the school held a campus drama festival. Luo Weiqiu had no interest in such activities at first, but that day, he still walked into the auditorium by accident and watched a play.

It is "The Butterfly Lovers" newly compiled by the school drama club.This time the adaptation strives for new ideas and focuses on joy, so it changed the original ending that was too much to lose, and gave Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai a happy ending.

At the end of the story, the villain exits, and the couple is formed naturally.

Luo Weiqiu suddenly envied this version of Liang Shanbo.Not only for the last happy ending, but also because Zhu Yingtai is a woman.

If Liang Shanbo had fallen in love with Zhu Yingtai when he was still dressed as a boy and they were called brothers, how would he choose?

Presumably it doesn't take too long even if it is entangled, because Zhu Yingtai is a daughter after all.

Everyone is happy.how nice.

A thought jumped into my mind: It would be great if Jin Lan was also a woman.Luo Weiqiu was taken aback.

As long as he is her, he would rather Jin Lan lie to himself than leave without saying goodbye.It was the first time Luo Weiqiu fell in love with someone so much. In his heart, he retreated and retreated towards Jin Lan. His bottom line could be lowered and lowered, but in the end he found that only this step was the only way to retreat.

When Wei Han woke up in the morning, he saw Luo Weiqiu sitting in front of the bed in a daze.

He asked Luo Weiqiu what happened.

Luo Weiqiu's complexion is not good: "I'm not in a good mood."

"Ah?" Wei Han rubbed his eyes and said, "Why?"

"Senior." Luo Weiqiu said concisely.After that incident, between the two of them, the term "senior" refers exclusively to Jin Lan.

"Hey, I get angry when you mention this matter. Last time I managed to set up a line for the two of you. What enmity and grievances can't be explained in person? You two are really good, and you only said less than five sentences. You It’s all right now, you feel uncomfortable, but he ran away, and you have no choice but to scold him.”

"...You're not talking about a matchmaker. There's nothing wrong with it."

"Fuck, I've said so much, you just heard a thread."

Seeing Luo Weiqiu's downcast look, Wei Han couldn't bear it anymore: "Oh, forget it, anyway, he's coming back soon. I remember it was autumn? Is it winter? I'll take another look later."

This time Luo Weiqiu successfully grasped the key point: "How do you know?"

"Huh?" Wei Han scratched his head and said, "That's right, he told me in an email."

"mail?"

"That's right, is it still an international call? That's expensive. I remember when my cousin went abroad..."

"Why do you have his mailbox? I don't even have his mailbox." Luo Weiqiu stared at him.

Wei Han felt that his question was very unlevel. "Isn't this nonsense? How could you have it if you didn't look for him?"

"You asked him for it?"

"This..." Wei Han searched for relevant memories in his mind, and it took him a while to recall the scene that day: "I didn't ask for it, he took the initiative to leave it for me, and he said that sometimes he might not see the phone in time. If you can’t answer the phone, you can send him an email if you have anything to do. Generally speaking, he has to check his mailbox several times a day.”

Luo Weiqiu frowned, his face seemed even uglier.

"What's the matter with you?"

"...I was the one who couldn't find him that day. He never thought of leaving me an email address."

"What's the matter, I'll just send you his email address."

Anger and sadness finally gathered in his eyes, Luo Weiqiu was suddenly extremely disappointed and extremely uncomfortable.The mailbox is just a fuse, he is definitely not jealous of Wei Han.He was willing to step back every step for Jin Lan.He lied, he forgave.He left without saying goodbye, and he still forgave.How else could he step back for him?

But why did this person act as if he didn't feel sorry for him from the beginning to the end, not only lied to him, but also left him here alone to struggle and think, and didn't even leave him a backup contact method, so that everything he had regressed into nothing Made a wishful joke.Jin Lan keeps saying that he likes him, is this his lie again?

"I do not want."

Wei Han was taken aback.

Luo Weiqiu opened his mouth. His tone was calm at first, but then he gradually lost control: "Is his mailbox something good? Do I have to have it? It's none of my business when he comes back, he'd better live forever." Don't come back! Or I-"

What else?He didn't go on talking after all.

"Fuck you, post it, an email address, not the address of his ancestral grave! You..." Wei Han felt that Luo Weiqiu was simply baffled.

But Luo Weiqiu's eyes were fixed on his knees, his head slowly lowered, and his fingers were powerlessly stuck in his hair.

Wei Han has seen all kinds of Luo Weiqiu.This is not the first time he saw Luo Weiqiu get angry, but it was the first time he saw him so sad.

That night, Wei Han secretly sent an email to Jin Lan.

"Senior, come back quickly, Luo Weiqiu is not quite normal recently."

Wei Han puts his hope on Jin Lan, he has a strange intuition: Jin Lan can cure Luo Weiqiu.

Just in time for Jin Lan to check the mailbox during the day, the reply came very quickly:

"What did he say?"

What did you say?Wei Han recalled Luo Weiqiu's words.

Wei Han felt embarrassed: You can't say it, he said you'd better not come back for the rest of your life...

But fortunately, he understands the spirit and sticks to the main points:

"Anyway, after you come back, he will settle the grievances between you. Although it was too much for you, senior, to clarify your identity in time, but what is so difficult in life? If you can't do it, let him scold you twice. Sentence, and then everyone will return to the bridge and return to the bridge, and there will be no involvement in the future.”

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The lines in the article come from scene No. 20, scene [-], act [-], of "Romeo and Juliet" (actually the ending).