14 years time difference

In a blink of an eye, 2007.

After finishing a certain movie on the Gobi Desert in the northwest, in the spring, Dusi people returned to Jincheng, and the new year's love series draft will start again. Fearing that the effect would not be good, the station decided to let the former popular contestants come back to be the host. The calculations came to her head, so she didn't stop, and came back the next day to cooperate with the promotion.

The haircut scissors were rattling in her ears, and a pile of newspapers and magazines were spread out in front of the dressing table mirror—she was isolated from the world in the Gobi Desert for three months, and she didn’t know any news or gossip—among them, The one on the top made her dazed for a long time, and she was speechless for a while.

The staff who came to accompany her to start work said: "How is it? Exciting? There is no news at all from the crew? Is the Northwest so backward?"

She shook her head, still not speaking.

"What's even more exciting is—when do you think the company knew about it?" The other party's tone was excited, and he reached out and tapped the cover of the magazine, "The day the news came out."

In fact, that piece of news only occupied a small corner of the cover, a blurry small square photo with an inconspicuous red headline: Former show star Zhou Zipei fell into "year-old love", suspected to be 20 years older The oil tycoon secretly obtains the certificate.

She recognized that the figure holding hands with a strange man in the blurry candid photo was Zipei.

"...Is it fake?" She finally spoke.

"Really! My God, there was a big earthquake in the company that day. I heard from the administration that Sister He and Mr. Wang sat in the conference room from dawn to dark. In the end, Sister Zipei came with her husband , her husband is more than forty years old, as soon as he sat down, he said—" The staff member who spoke cleared his throat.This person is from the Northeast, and his accent is somewhat similar to that of Zhou Zipei. "Are you going to praise people? No, you pay the termination fee, and I will do it myself in the future."

The stylist behind her listened more intently than her: "What about the back? How is the back?"

"The back door was closed! I don't know! Anyway, after talking for three hours, after the talk, I came out of the conference room talking and laughing, and went to eat and drink together. Then, less than a month has passed, I heard that The recording of the new album is almost finished, and her husband will pay for it."

The stylist asked: "Why is she releasing an album until now? Isn't she No.4? I remember Tao Lexin released an album, right?"

"Tao Lexin is lucky. I heard that Butterfly Music came to the door just after being eliminated. Zhou Zipei didn't have such a good life. In the past two years, he talked with several record companies but failed. Difficult enough, maybe it has something to do with looks. But it's weird, she seems to be especially attracted to old men, I heard that during the competition, the old director also really liked her..."

Du Siren raised his hand, let go, and a magazine slammed heavily on the table, interrupting the conversation, "Where is my script? Please help me find an on-site director."

The staff saw that she was unhappy, stopped talking, and went about their own affairs.

She didn't smile again until one second before turning on the phone, and when no one spoke to her, she sat alone by herself, flipping through the script and unconsciously tapping her knee lightly.

Jincheng was wet, and her knees were sore, which was the result of overloaded dance practice in recent years.

Someone came to show her to the studio, the camera lights flickered, and she finally smiled, returning to her usual self.Or from a certain day, she also began to be confused, whether this smile has become her mask in front of the camera?

After the recording, there was a small party at a nearby KTV.

When Du Siren arrived, Li Miaomiao was about to leave, and they met outside the box door. Counting, the last time they met was a month ago.

The music was too loud, so Miaomiao pulled her closer and whispered: "I'm leaving first, I'm going back to Beijing today. You go back tomorrow, and I'll pick you up at the airport. Do you remember the big European brand I told you about last time?" Right? They will officially enter the mainland market at the end of this year, and they are looking for a spokesperson. Tomorrow night, I will have dinner with their Asia-Pacific boss."

She nodded.

"You go in, go in and see how outrageous she is. This is not a draft, this is a concubine."

She smiled and said, "Is that an exaggeration? Get on the plane and rest well. See you tomorrow." They passed each other, and Li Miaomiao hurried away.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the room was full of young men. Zhu He sat in the middle, with an elegant demeanor, enjoying the attention from all sides with poise. When she came, the boys stood up respectfully to greet her. The "good seedling" in this year's audition.

Zhu He smiled and beckoned her to sit down.

Chen Yiran was sitting beside Zhu He.Zhao Qian is also there.

Du Siren hadn't seen Zhao Qian for a long time, but he was often seen in the photos - they took a group photo together in Girl Mountain.

She sat for a while and then left the table. She came here to show her face. It was an explanation to Zhu He. It was rare to come back to Jincheng. She just wanted to go home and have a meal with her parents. The crew ate.

For a moment she forgot that she had moved to a new house, and asked the driver to drive the car to Meixi South Road. She realized it just before she got off the car, and she sat down again, pretending that she wanted to go somewhere else, and said, Master, where are you taking me? Bar.

As a result, after entering the new community, she lost her way for a long time, so she found a stone pier in the garden of the community and sat obediently, waiting for her father to pick her up.

Everything in the house is new, and it is no longer the popular solid wood home decoration in the 90*[-]s. Her father took her to see the Yuba in the bathroom. When he opened it, he asked her if it was warm. !Who bought this new home so warm?Her mother pointed it out on the spot: Do you think she has never seen her in Beijing?

Her room has been tidied up, the furniture is brand new, a cashmere quilt is brand new, and all the old things are there. The discs, comic books, and magazines she collected since childhood have all been moved in.

There are no narrow stairs that creak when you take a few steps, no water heater that will suddenly turn off when you are washing, and the ceiling that has been repaired twice in three years and still leaks on rainy days. There is a latest Siemens hair dryer in the closet in the bathroom. , she turned her head and asked, "Mom, where's the old hair dryer?"

"The old one? I don't know, it seems that I didn't bring it. Maybe it was lost by your father."

At the dinner table, Du Jingguang mentioned the old house: "Why don't I find a sales office and sell it, what do you think?"

Since she became an adult, the old house on Meixi South Road has been transferred to her name.

"Ah? Oh. Think again." She lowered her head.

After dinner, Ren Jie sent her husband to wash the dishes. When only the mother and daughter were there, she asked her, "Tired?"

Du Siren blinked innocently, "No."

"No? You're always whining like your dad, and you're eating all your words today?"

She had no choice but to admit that she coquettishly said that she couldn't eat or sleep well in the Gobi Desert.

However, there is more exhaustion like sand and dust blowing on her face, covering her eyes and mouth and nose, beyond the accumulated fatigue of her body, which she cannot tell her family.

Seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock at night, she locked herself in the room and finally sent Zhou Zipei a text message.

"Zipei, happy wedding."

Zhou Zipei quickly called. "Hello? Miss people."

She hadn't heard Zipei's thick and melodious voice for a long time.

"Thank you. You were the first to bless me."

"Obviously you didn't send us an invitation." She blamed her, but her tone was not reproachful.

"Hey, we didn't have a wedding, so we pulled a certificate. He didn't get married for the first time, so he didn't bother to make a fuss." She seemed to guess the doubt in her heart, and quickly added: "His predecessor, very Go away young."

"...Why so suddenly? You got married so suddenly." Du Siren asked cautiously.

"Suddenly? We've known each other for a long time. We met when we were on tour, don't you remember? It's just the one in my support club. I watch every show in every city and buy the big brother in the front row every time. Then Did the news say that he is fifty? No! He just looks old, he is only one round older than me. A little more." After speaking, Zhou Zipei laughed heartily a few times, and she was on the other end of the phone , even though there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't know what to answer for a moment. This feeling of helplessness was transmitted to the other end through the radio wave, and the laughter gradually weakened and disappeared soon. "...Couldn't you be calling to criticize me too?"

"Who called to criticize you?"

"you guess?"

"Can a child take it seriously?"

"Hey, you guessed right."

"What did that little boy Lexin say about you?" After asking, Du Si immediately regretted it.

"She said—" Zhou Zipei drew a long voice, as if taking a deep breath, "Call me sugar daddy and worthless. Say I failed those dreams and promises. What did I fail? Am I not just getting married?"

Dusi raised her head and stared at the ceiling with her eyes wide open. She realized that her tears were about to fall from her eyes.

Zhou Zipei continued to say: "You all don't believe that I am very happy, do you? You all think that I am selling myself for glory and wealth? Imagine my husband and I as that kind of particularly dirty exchange of interests? Like a circle It’s like those rich dads and godfathers in the movie. No, it’s not. He has a lot of bad money, and he doesn’t work in our business. He has no connections and resources. Really, I can talk to him, he fine."

Du Siren swallowed the emotions that came up, and tried to make his voice sound amused, "It's fine if you think it's good, don't worry about Tao Lexin's nonsense. Next time we meet, I'll ask Lu Shan to teach her a lesson."

"Oh. Really. Really." Zipei repeated, "Even if, even if, even if I have a little bit of selfishness, I want to find someone I can rely on..."

"I know." Her voice was like a soaked soft handkerchief ready to wring out water, "I know."

"That's good. You know it?" The other end chuckled with difficulty, "How do you know? You don't know. Siren, you are so lucky." At this point, she sighed heavily, "Oh! My God! What's wrong with me!" She was very depressed, "Don't talk to me!"

She followed her words and said, "That's right. What did you say? You don't tell us if you're in love, or you don't tell us when you're married. You're right." Everyone told you.Before she got there, she remembered that Zhou Zipei no longer remembered Lin Zhique.

They finally cleared up their emotions sloppily and chatted for a while after a long absence. She told her about her new album, how she met and fell in love with her husband, and the embarrassment of meeting her parents when they were engaged. She also told her that she was in the Gobi Desert. The boundless loess I saw on the Internet said that when I was shooting a martial arts film, my scalp hurt when I wore a hood every day.

Du Siren listened to Zhou Zipei's voice on the other side of the radio wave, because it was too far away, and there was a slight deviation from the voice in her memory. She kept thinking of the eve of the four-in-three, she found under the dining table in the western restaurant. Zipei's trembling appearance during Zipei's time, and Zipei's resolute expression when he insisted not to call the police in the bathroom. The picture was matched with the voice in his ear that was slightly different from his memory, like a candle flickering. The shaking made her frightened, afraid that the candlelight would go out at any moment.

"Anyway, don't worry, I'll be fine. You should be fine too." Zhou Zipei said, "Isn't it just a marriage? If I don't like it later, I'll..."

She kept silent, but Du Siren said, "You get a divorce!"

They laughed.

After laughing, Siren said again: "You have to remember, you have a choice, and if you choose, I will support you."

She was afraid that she would feel that she had no choice, and she was even more afraid that she would suspect that she had made a wrong choice, which led to her choice today.

After the call was over, she rummaged in the closet in the living room for a long time, causing Ren Jie, who had already fallen asleep, to get up and scold her again. She asked, "Mom, do you have any red envelopes? Give me one. It should look better. "What are you going to do?" Ren Jie came over to help her find it.She said that Zipei was married.

"Oh, I know. It's in the papers."

She stopped what she was doing, and waited nervously for her mother to comment that this was not the right marriage.

In the end, Ren Jie didn't say anything.

A stack of red envelopes was placed on the coffee table, and the mother stared at her daughter's writing, "Zhu Zipei: Newly married..." The mother's facial features wrinkled into one piece: "Oh my god, were you born by me? How could that be?" The writing is so ugly."

"Then start again." The Dusi people replaced it with a new one.

"Zi...Zi...Pei..." She wrote and read while writing.

"Stop, stop, I'll come." Ren Jie took the pen in her hand, and wrote on another red envelope: "Miss Zhu Zipei: Do whatever you want, happiness is boundless."

The writing is vigorous and done in one go.

The Dusi people held it in their hands with great satisfaction and looked at it again and again.Ren Jie got up to leave, but she clung to her again: "Mom! Don't leave. Do you have any new banknotes? Give me some." Let me have some! Lend me some!" "Go to your dad. What are you borrowing? You want to take a big red envelope to take the plane? Get it when you arrive in Beijing! Melon head." "That's right..."

This is the first time for Dusi people to sleep in their new home after the Du family moved. The mattresses and quilts are the most comfortable and best, better than the soft and musty-smelling beds in the hotel room rented by the crew. At that time, she put her mind on hold and fell asleep quickly.

And in another corner of the city, someone else is struggling with the long night between the bed curtains.

Chen Yiran turned sideways, supported his head with his arms, stretched out his fingers, and stroked Zhu He's earlobe.

Zhu He closed her eyes, "What are you doing?" Her weary voice was hoarse, but even more charming.

"Are you going back to Beijing again tomorrow? When will you come back?"

"When you play."

"I really want to see you every day."

Zhu He didn't answer.

Chen Yiran said again: "Are you going to sleep?"

Zhu He changed the subject: "This year's competition seems to be a little bit more intense than I imagined. By the way, your classmate, what is Zhao? He looks pretty good."

There was a few seconds of silence.

"...You mean Zhao Qian? Yes, he is handsome, and there were many girls around him in the past." Chen Yiran twisted his fingers around Zhu He's hair, "...But, he is a bit strange."

"Ok?"

"He likes to wear skirts."

Zhu He finally opened his eyelids.

These fragmentary words are lost in the endless night of the city, and tens of billions of butterflies flutter their wings at the same time in the depths. When the wind and rain are about to come, no one knows which butterfly fanned the initial tiny air current.

2007 is also advancing in such unpredictable changes.

During the national competition, Chen Yiran sang a song called "Seeing Things and Thinking of People", and soon some netizens discovered that Du Siren and him were alumni of the same class, and they were old acquaintances who took a group photo together at a class reunion In addition, she went to host the competition every week, and rumors began to spread on the Internet about the relationship between the two of them. Throughout the summer, every time she was interviewed, she was asked about related topics, and she always denied it every time. When asked, she was hesitant to speak, or said some ambiguous words, which made the scandal intensify. At first, the audience loved it, but then the wind changed suddenly, and some people began to accuse her of being a scheming girl with a "spare child". Chen Yiran Described as the last innocent boy of the 21st century.

Then the summer came to an end again, Glory cast a new group of people, Zhao Qian was not among them, Zhao Qian had already been eliminated in the regional competition, and Chen Yiran won the top three in the country.The Dusi people never asked Chen Yiran why he said those things in the interview, and they occasionally met in the workplace, and they only simply said hello.

She has begun to get used to the fact that hypocrisy is the norm around her, and her sensitive heart has been tempered and hardened day by day.

In autumn, her little nieces Zhi An and Zhi Que entered high school.The subprime mortgage crisis in the United States began to spread to the whole world, and the domestic property market took a sharp turn for the worse. Du Shen's company had just survived the cold winter, and several projects were about to go on sale.Du Siren had little contact with Du Shen, and could only learn part of the situation from Tang Li or Zhi'an.At the end of the year, she bought a house in East China.

The New Year's bell is ringing again.

In the spring of 2008, they held a party in the house where Dusi and Lu Shan lived.

Lucanne is leaving.

After the Spring Festival holiday, Du Siren returned to Beijing. One night, while drinking a bottle of soda, Lu Shan suddenly said to her casually, "I'm going to leave for a while. This house is left to you."

"Huh?" She didn't respond.

"There is a dance theater troupe in Guangzhou who invited me to go."

"Dancing drama? What play? When will it be played?"

"It's not a repertoire, and I don't know how many times a year I can dance in the theater. When I don't usually perform, I may... go to the party to perform as a backup dancer. Have you forgotten? I used to learn modern dance in school. Street dance is that He became a monk halfway, jumping wildly."

"Then when will you come back?" In fact, she already knew it in her heart.

Lu Shan replied: "I'm not coming back. I'm missing people. I won't be coming back for a while." The soda can in her hand was empty, and she was rubbing it back and forth, "You can live in this house by yourself. Anyway, you can Helped me pay the rent for a long time."

The people of Dusi wanted to keep Lu Shan, but they didn't say anything.In the past two years, she has seen Lu Shan's situation.After the heat brought by the competition gradually subsided, Lu Shan was almost abandoned by the company, or maybe she didn't care about her at all. She had a nominal agent, no team, and sometimes had to go to the wine table to discuss work by herself.Siren wanted to help Lu Shan match up several times, but he was only able to gain a firm foothold by himself, so it was hard to be of much help.

So she made an agreement with her that she would go to the theater to watch her dance, pretending to be relaxed and expressing her reluctance, and the two of them started talking and joking again, as if everything was normal.

There were not enough people at the party, Lin Jiajia came, Wang Yiran came, Sanshui and Chen Jia came one after another, after Sanshui left early for something, Chen Jia got away from work.

There are few people, but it is easier to speak from the heart. After drinking four or five bottles of wine, Jiajia pursed her mouth and began to cry, but Lu Shan laughed and said, what are you doing?look at you!

Siren looked at her, then at her, stopped interrupting, and sat quietly, his face flushed.Chen Jia didn't sit at the dining table with them, but sat alone on the sofa in the living room. She also drank a lot of wine and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Jiajia cried and said, "I'm too tired."

Yiran hugged Jiajia's shoulders, "Why are you tired? You have already acted in CCTV's main drama. No matter how tired you are, let me carry it."

"What's wrong with CCTV? That's also female number four, what's there to say about female number four?"

"Why isn't it worth mentioning? You're the ending song of Yangba's prime-time record!"

"That dialect is still singing at the beginning of the Spring Festival Gala." Lin Jiajia fell down on the table in dejection.

"Bibibi!" Lu Shan pushed Jiajia's head, and her eyes began to loosen, "It's been a few years, and I've been comparing with dialects all day long. Let me tell you, dialects don't drink at all, and don't drink after noon." Besides, she devoted herself to her career and never fell in love. Are you learning from her?"

"No," Jiajia waved her hand blankly, "She's not human, I can't compare with her. Here," she pointed at Siren, "here is someone who is not human. Du Chaoren, how about you? Are you tired?"

Before Dusi could answer, she heard Lu Shan muttering, "I'm not tired. I want to be a little tired too."

Wang Yiran reached out to touch Lu Shan's head.

Lu Shan finally cried too.

She said: "I'm so useless, I can't hold on. I really can't hold on." She cried.

Wang Yiran had no choice but to hold Lu Shan with one hand and pat Lin Jiajia's back with the other. The two women were tearful, sobbing and talking to each other.Du Siren was still awake, but her head felt heavy. She asked, "Are you okay? It's a bit late."

She knew that Wang Yiran was not that good either. Most of the time, he only had to go to work, and he went to any place, such as corporate annual meetings, weddings of wealthy families, and promotional merchandise fairs in small county towns. But Yiran seldom complained. Listen more and talk less.

"I'm fine. I won't start work tomorrow. It's the one over there," Yiran turned her head to indicate the direction Chen Jia was in, "Isn't it going to fly tomorrow morning? Do you want to call someone to pick her up?"

Dusi stood up and walked to the living room.

Chen Jia crouched on a single sofa, leaning against the armrest, with her eyes closed.She was wearing makeup. I heard that before she came here, she had been filming the mv all day.

She was about to pat her gently to wake her up, when she suddenly heard Chen Jia say, "What are they talking about? I heard them crying."

Du Siren pulled a soft fabric stool and sat down in front of Chen Jia. "They're fine, they're just tired."

Chen Jia nodded without opening her eyes, "I understand. What about you? Missing people. Are you tired?"

Dusi was silent.When Lin Jiajia asked her this just now, she didn't answer either.

Chen Jia said: "We are not qualified to talk about being tired in front of them." Her voice was very soft, as if talking in sleep, "But you can tell me. Are you tired?"

"What about you? I heard that Sister He forced you to dance in the MV. Are you dancing well?" The stool had no backrest, and Du Siren shrank his legs and hugged his knees.

"That's it. I compromised. What can I do? Dancing is easier than eating, drinking and singing with big shots."

"You can comfort yourself."

"Well. I comforted myself and said that it was all for music and singing. I just suddenly remembered that during the previous competition, there was a heavy rain, and Ms. Bird told me that one must have one thing in life and never give up. s things……"

Dusi's brain reacted sluggishly for a few seconds.She suspected that she had drunk too much and heard wrong.

Chen Jia just said, Miss Bird.

She stretched out her hand to pull Chen Jia's sleeve, "What did you just say?"

Chen Jia didn't answer, and after a long while, she managed to utter a single word: "Huh?"

She shook Chen Jia's hand: "What did you just say?"

"what?"

"You just said Miss Bird! Do you remember? You remember, right? You remember Lin Zhique. Chen Jia!" She leaned forward and tugged at Chen Jia's sleeve, trying to straighten her up.

Chen Jia's memory is the best. During the competition, he memorizes the lyrics the fastest every time.

Perhaps those memories have not been erased at all, but have only been temporarily hidden.She is not the only one in this world who remembers Lin Zhique's visit.

"Who? I'm too tired, miss people."

Chen Jia didn't answer anymore, she really fell asleep.

Du Siren opened her mouth slightly, her lower lip trembled slightly, she let go of Chen Jia's sleeve, and in the next second, tears poured out of her eyes until they were all over her face, and she didn't say a word.

She is too lucky, so lucky that she can't tell anyone about her suffering and tiredness. The only thing she is qualified to look at herself is that she is waiting for someone who is separated from her by the whole universe.

The tears all over her face were so complicated that she couldn't understand why they were shedding.

There was no sound from the restaurant. Lu Shan and Jia Jia were probably tired from crying.

After all the tears were shed, the moon set and the sun rose, and they ushered in a new day.

A new, smiling, forward day.

2008年5月12日，14时28分，汶川大地震。

Jincheng was hit by a disaster, and Yu'an was hit by a disaster. Du Siren couldn't sleep at night for several days. After a week after the disaster, he finally returned to Jincheng with Li Miaomiao.Everything is safe at home, and she is worried every day that news of the death of someone she knows will come.She went to see Xu Wenjing. Xu Wenjing's family lived in Yu'an City, and the disaster was relatively minor. However, Xu's family had many relatives who lived in townships and counties, and they lost contact after the disaster.

On the day of the meeting, Wen Jing wailed, and throughout May, the whole country wept.

The financial turmoil continued, and the mainland property market fell to freezing point.

In August, the Beijing Olympic Games opened, and the world was thriving. Dusi people experienced everything and felt everything, and they couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Whether it is an individual or a group, everyone seems to be carrying pain and moving forward.

She spent the whole summer trying her best to practice dancing. In September, she was going to record a brand new star dance competition show. She had been looking forward to it for a long time. After bargaining with Li Miaomiao several times, Miaomiao finally agreed to give her the fourth season. Most of my job offers are turned down, leaving time to concentrate on dancing.

However, the program has not yet started recording. In early September, when participating in the rehearsal of a certain TV station's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, an accident happened.

The lifting platform on the stage dropped suddenly without any warning. At that time, a star chorus program was being rehearsed on the stage. There were no less than ten artists who were injured. Big, when she fell, her right leg and knee were in pain as if it was torn. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the person standing on the farthest side fall from the high platform.

Her injury is not too serious, it's just a new injury plus old pain, the doctor took her to take an X-ray, and told her: "After you get well, at least three months, at least half a year, it's best not to exercise strenuously. "

She asked pitifully, "Does dancing count as strenuous exercise?"

"Let me tell you this, if you insist on dancing in the past few months, if it's light, you should be ready to dance for the rest of your life after these few months. Spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair."

She couldn't be more disappointed.

Miaomiao persuaded her to take it easy. The artist who fell off the stage because he was standing on the edge of the elevator was much more injured than her. As soon as the results of the film came out, he was sentenced to no longer being able to dance in this life. "However, she didn't dance at first, so it's a blessing. You just take good care of her. I'll talk to the program group. It just so happens that you have no other arrangements for the past two months. You will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. Don't you want to go back to Jincheng to rest for a while?"

So, in the fourth year of her debut, in the autumn of 2008, she got a long-lost long vacation due to injury.

When she returned to Jincheng, her right leg was still in a splint.

After the accident, Miaomiao pushed all the media interviews for her, and lied to the outside world that it was just a sprain. Her parents didn't know that she was injured so badly, and they didn't know that she was back.

The car stopped outside the gate of Xinjia Community for a full half an hour. Du Siren said to the driver, "Take me to Meixi South Road."

The old house was full of ashes, she leaned on crutches, struggled with cleaning for half a day, finally gave up, collapsed on the sofa, and called Lu Xiaohua.

While Lu Xiaohua was mopping the floor, she was sitting on the sofa, eating grapefruit, and giving orders: "Hey, you move the stool away, there will be dust under it."

Lu Xiaohua: "Do you believe that I broke your other leg too?"

She obediently handed over the peeled grapefruit.

Xiaohua was eating grapefruit, and remembered something, "By the way, I have something in my bag, I brought it for you, take a look."

"What?" Wrapped on the other side of the sofa, Siren stretched his injured leg, prostrated himself on the sofa, and stretched out his arms to reach.There is a wedding invitation in Lu Xiaohua's bag. "This? Whose is this?"

When it was opened, it read: Respectfully invite my best friend Du Siren... to book in 2008... at Jincheng... Newcomers, Wan Cong, Xu Wenjing.

In half a month, Wen Jing will get married.

Although there was a splint on her leg, fortunately her bones were not broken, she moved fairly freely, but a little slower, the old furniture in the old house was still there, and some daily necessities were missing, so Lu Xiaohua bought them all for her.Before leaving, Xiaohua asked her: "Is it okay for you to be alone? Why do you have to live in this crappy house? You don't want your parents to worry about it. Why don't you just stay in Beijing and have an assistant to take care of you every day."

She couldn't come up with any reason why she had to stay here alone, she just felt that her world had been turned upside down in the past few years, and staying in the old place seemed to be able to review her original heart and original intention again.

At night, Wen Jing called.

"Lu Xiaohua said that she gave you the invitation for me. I was thinking, I still have to tell you personally. Siren, I'm getting married, and I sincerely invite you to drink my wedding wine."

She was lying on the bed, with one hand under her head, the other hand raised her mobile phone to her ear, and her right leg rested on a pillow.

"Congratulations! Wen Jing. After several years of delay, how did you make up your mind this time?"

"Well... I don't know. It was the big earthquake a few days ago. I was really scared, and my family was also scared. My parents urged me harder than before. They said every day that they were afraid that someday they would I'm going to die, and I'm still alone. I thought, let's get married, and I can't keep it. Is your injury okay? Xiaohua told me that you were hurt."

Wen Jing's family was not affected by the earthquake, but the fate of this era also pushed her invisibly.

Dusi said words of blessing.

She never told Xu Wenjing that that year, following her father's arrangement, on the first night when she went to work in the unit, in the school's practice room, Wen Jing's firm and calm appearance when talking about the future with her made her One of the reasons for making up your mind to make choices about the future.

Even though their choices are very different, their courage is closely related.

After talking, Du Siren put the phone on his chest and stared at the ceiling in a daze.The lights had been turned off, and the curtains were only half drawn, so the sight was barely clear through the moonlight.

She let out a long sigh for no reason.

If the soul had an entity, she felt that her soul at this moment should be even darker than this night.

The only good news is that she personally called the producer of the dance show and recommended Lu Shan to record instead of her. The show team couldn't find a better candidate to save the scene. In a few days, I heard that the contract has been successfully signed. .

She thought, okay.She is a person who does not hesitate to share her luck with her friends.

But dispelling disappointment, it is too difficult.

She wasn't superhuman at all.

No sleepiness at all, she wanted to reach out to turn on the desk lamp, to read comics or magazines, but her hands were not long enough, and she could barely touch the switch, she moved her body, her legs hurt so much, she had to give up, Lie motionless again.

Not to mention Superman, she is half disabled now.She laughed at herself.

It's late at night, and the old residential area with not so good sound insulation is so quiet that you can hear the little song hummed by the security guards downstairs when they patrol the night.

As she listened, she thought, out of tune.

The voice went away.

She began to imitate those cartoon scenes, raised the phone to her mouth, squeezed her throat and said, "Call for help, call for help. Code name Sun, call for help."

After entertaining herself so childishly, she finally relaxed a little, and giggled a few times to herself.

at this time--

She heard a few muffled bangs coming from the room downstairs.The sound of crunching wood shaking.

Like something rolled down the stairs.

The floor shook slightly.

She propped herself up on her arms.

She subconsciously thought, is there an earthquake?

But apparently not.After just a few beeps, the space fell into silence again.

She became alert and immediately dialed Lu Xiaohua's number.