14 years time difference

Du Si has been lingering at the cash register in the store for several nights.

Director Li saw her and asked her if she would like to come to the store part-time to act as a lucky cat, and then he simply excused himself to leave work early. Before leaving, he smiled and said to Lin Zhique that he would not disturb the world of the two of you.

Lin Zhique also smiled, saying that if you talk nonsense again, I will burn your shop down with a torch.

More than a dozen CDs piled up at the checkout counter. Du Siren came every day after work and stayed until the store was closed. He listened to it more than a dozen times in turn, but he didn't decide what song to sing in the audition.

She went to take a shower, and she followed, and when she came back to work, she followed, and when she said she wanted something for dinner, she ran to buy it, like a little tail that couldn't be shaken off.

Fortunately, Dusi people are well-behaved and not too annoying.

She lay on the cash register and asked her, is this song good?

She answered yes.

She asked her again, is it suitable for me?

She thought about it, and answered, so-so, can you sing?

She was not happy, so she pouted and said, then you just agreed again.

She asked her again, sister, do you think I can pass the audition?

She can.

She asked her again, why?So confident in me.

She thought about it, and she didn't want to think about it anymore, so she replied, I don't know how I got by, but I can get by anyway.

Du Siren laughed and said she was lying.

"I'm not lying. Actually, I'm from the future."

She bent down, lowered her head, and was at eye level with Du Si who was lying on the cash register, and said very seriously.

Any closer, and the tip of her nose would touch the tip of her nose.

Du Siren's round almond eyes blinked rapidly.

For a few seconds, they seemed to be playing a game called "Whoever looks away first loses."

Of course Lin Zhique would never lose.

Du Siren straightened up, pretending to look away naturally.

"Are you the Terminator? The Terminator is from 2029."

"Yes." Lin Zhique put his hand on his cheek.

"Then who are you here to hunt down?"

"Whoever bothers me here every day, I will hunt down and kill them."

"I'm not very bothered, am I?"

"It's annoying."

"Then why aren't you angry?"

The Dusi man is leaning over, smiling and smug, looking like...

Like a smug puppy.

"Angry is a waste of emotions, and my emotions are expensive. Bring them."

Lin Zhique pointed to the "Loving Female Voices" registration form that Du Siren had put aside.

Du Siren hurriedly handed over a stack of several sheets, the top one had already been filled in, and only a round name "Du Siren" was written, just like a primary school student's signature.

"Ugly to death."

Lin Zhique found a ballpoint pen, clicked on the spring cap, threw the top one aside, and took out a blank registration form.

"Name?"

"Dussian."

She frantically wrote down her name.

"Birth date? Age?"

"August 1984, 8. 31 years old."

"height?"

"1.7 meters two."

Lin Zhique raised his eyes.

How dare you grow so tall.

"weight?"

"Uh... about 48 kilograms."

Lin Zhique picks up a pen: 50kg.

"Native place? Occupation?"

"Jincheng, the job is to be a student."

"hobby?"

"Dancing. And listening to music, watching movies, reading magazines, comics, I also like to clean and organize things..."

Lin Zhique drew a pen and said perfunctorily: dance.

The next item is...

"……motto?"

Sure enough, it was 2005.

"Uh...uh..."

The Dusi people were stumped.

"I... I think therefore I am?" She racked her brains and finally pulled out such a famous saying.

Lin Zhique wrote: None.

Du Si was dissatisfied: "Hey, why are you writing nonsense!"

"You can't tell. I think so I am what it means and where it comes from. You can tell me."

"Then I'll think about it again!" Du Siren clenched his small fists, "Yes, I thought about it, and wrote: Drinking ice for ten years, it's hard to cool the blood!"

"What ice did you drink?"

"Your coldness."

"..."

Dare to love the local taste of love is your invention ah.

Not to mention drinking ice, this guy in front of me exudes a warm atmosphere, good family background, good looks, exquisite heart, I am afraid that he has never suffered any grievances since he was a child, his heart is as clear as glass, and there is even a haze at a glance nothing.

Lin Zhique was suddenly curious and asked her, "Have you ever been bullied since you were a child?"

Du Siren first answered subconsciously: "No?" Then after thinking about it, he said: "It seems that there is. When I first entered middle school, my parents were both teachers in our school. At that time, they had not retired and taught a lot. In [-], I had a very high professional title. I am the second child, and my schoolmates said that our family is a related family, and we can still be promoted after having a second child. For a while, the old related family called me a related family. Does this count?"

"Of course it counts. Then? Did you beat them?"

"Why beat them? Then they stopped calling like that."

"why?"

"Later, everyone became familiar and became good friends. When everyone got to know me, they no longer cared about what my parents were like."

Du Siren's philosophy of life is actually quite different from hers. If she hadn't fought back, she would have to fight back with sharp words.

Further down the registration form, there are a bunch of favorite stars, songs, competition goals, and future visions. Lin Zhique was too lazy to write, so he stuffed the pen into Du Siren's hand and let her fill it out slowly.

Du Siren neatly folded the half-filled registration form in half, put it aside, and brought a new one.

"Now it's your turn!" She arranged things on her own, leaning over to fill in the form, "Name..."

Lin Zhique glanced at her and saw her writing the round and round "Lin Zhique" stroke by stroke.

"Birth date...age..."

She counted with her fingers and wrote: February 1978, 2.

Brutely changed her to post-70s.

"What about height and weight?"

"1.6 meters * four. A hundred catties."

She has lost weight recently, and she hasn't been weighed for a long time. She has never had any appearance or body anxiety. In the past, Susu, who sat next door to the company, heard that she weighed over [-]. She urged her to lose weight every day, but she ignored it. Even buying hot chocolate requires an extra pump of syrup.

Du Siren smiled and filled in exactly as she said.

"Then, were you ever bullied when you were a child?"

"Where is this problem?"

"You asked me just now, and I answered it too!"

Lin Zhique hesitated, and after half a second, replied: "No."

Being wronged is called being bullied. From childhood to adulthood, whoever dares to make her suffer, she will definitely not let the other party have good fruit.She doesn't have appearance anxiety, but that anxiety seems to be diverted elsewhere—she never lets anyone notice a gap in her weakness, including herself.

Du Siren looked at her seriously, and asked again: "Then what makes you feel sad?"

"I'm not sad, I'm just angry."

Such a soft and weak emotion like sadness, of course, has nothing to do with her.

"Then what would make you happy?"

Lin Zhique switched hands to support his face, "It is forbidden to ask meaningless questions."

"Where do you most want to travel?"

Lin Zhique thought for a while.When studying in the UK, she traveled half of Europe.When she was in middle school, Du Shen forced her to enroll her in a study tour summer camp in Japan, and went with Du Zhian, which made her not have a good impression of Japan.Australia is too primitive, she can't beat kangaroos, and it's hard for her to bear some creatures that she can't beat running on the road.She still likes Southeast Asia, where the young people are wild and wanton, and the nights in the cities are full of tropical fireworks.

If she chooses, she wants to choose a place where everyone forgets who she is, where day and night are reversed, and the sun rises from the west.

But no, traveling is just escaping from her own life into other people's lives, just like at this moment, she escaped to 2005 and traveled in the lives of Dusi people.

So she said nonsense: "Go to a place where there is no pepper, and it will snow in winter, and the frosted snow is sweet."

Du Si began to draw blue snowflakes on the registration form, and she lowered her eyes.

"What kind of person do you like?"

Her writing fingers are long and slender, with slender knuckles, but her nails are round and smooth, and her palms are slightly thick. They are a pair of very beautiful and fair hands.At this moment, there is still a piece of adhesive tape on the palms of these beautiful hands. The adhesive tape is too narrow to cover her unhealed wound.

Lin Zhique's gaze moved from Du Siren's fingers to Du Siren's drooping eyelashes pretending to be calm, probably because of feeling her gaze, the eyelashes trembled, blinked and blinked again.

The blue snowflakes fell on the paper one after another, as if the painting was really sweet.

"I like whoever I like."

Dusi raised his eyes, "What is that like?"

"As long as I like it, everything is good. If I don't like it, it's none of my business."

Lin Zhique said this casually, and she couldn't figure out whether the answer was sincere or purely a lie.

"Hmm..." Dusi put the cap of the ballpoint pen on his chin and pressed it a few times. "Then what do you want your future to look like?"

Ten years earlier, she would have answered this question: at least, if you want fame and wealth, if no one can look at me coldly, by the way, the farther away from your Du family the better.

Du Siren's question was thin and gentle, like a cicada's wings shining through, like a heart petal she plucked out and held in her hand.Lin Zhique had to admit that the questions she raised were not meaningless, but rather too precious, so few people would think that in such a hurry in this world, how could anyone care about themselves, why they were sad, why they were happy, and what the future would bring. Where do you want to go.

No one cares, and people themselves don't care.

Lin Zhique looked into Du Siren's sincere eyes.

"I hope……"

She actually began to imagine what a future that would make her yearn for would be like, whether she would raise a cat who lived under the same roof as her, how many stories high should the wine cabinet be at home, and whether the sea view or mountain view...

Is it the mountain or the sea that is reflected in Dusiren's auburn pupils?

The counter vibrated suddenly, and in an instant, the mountains and the sea disappeared like a mirage. Du Siren turned his head, took the ringing mobile phone, and answered the call.

"Hey, Mom. Huh? I won't go back tomorrow night, I'm busy."

"Huh? What? My sister-in-law is here? Is she alone? Where are An An and Brother?"

"Oh, who passed away? Does my sister-in-law have relatives besides us?"

Du Siren, um, oh, agreed, and went home for dinner the next night.

All fantasies about the future vanished, and Lin Zhique suddenly realized that he was still here, in the "now" shaped by the "past", in the "past" that had not yet happened but could not be changed.

The person in front of him is still the Du family who he wants to stay as far away as possible.

The sister-in-law Du Si talked about was Du Zhian's mother Tang Li.Tang Li came to Jincheng.