14 years time difference

Of course Lin Zhique knew that the Dusi people were no longer the Dusi people in 2005.

No one can stay the same.

Some changes are superficial.For example, one day, Du Siren acted like a baby and asked her to help her choose clothes for the hospital follow-up visit.She opened the closet and found that there were almost all big names in it.There is a famous watch on Dusi's desk, the price is probably equivalent to two months' salary of her - it is so casually placed on the old notebook.

Only a few days after their reunion, Li Miaomiao arranged for Du Siren's life assistant to come from Beijing on a business trip. The assistant stayed in a fast hotel near Meixi South Road. She was a very quick girl who dutifully called every day to greet Dusi's leg injury, asking if you need to buy something, if you need to pick up clothes for dry cleaning, and if you need to arrange a car to go out.The new alternative script had already been sent to Du Siren's mailbox, but she still printed it out and delivered it to her door. When she arrived, she brought a variety of cut fruits, supplements, and even a pot of freshly stewed chicken soup, A game console and a large stack of video discs are for Dusi's entertainment, all of which are ordered by Li Miaomiao.

It is conceivable that the people of Dusi live in the same way in Beijing. There are people who take care of everything in every possible way.

And changes are always from the outside to the inside, from the change of lifestyle, slowly seeping to the surface of the soul.

Once, Lin Zhique heard Du Siren accept a telephone interview in the living room, smiling and speaking in a gentle and polite manner, but when the reporter on the other end of the phone asked a question that she did not want to answer, she did not hesitate and had no leeway. rejected the other party.

Lin Zhique watched many related videos of Du Siren one after another, such as variety shows, interviews, concerts, festival parties, award ceremonies, movies and TV series, watching her live under the spotlight, vivid, eye-catching, and full of responses.Everything about her is covered, who she dines with, gains weight and loses weight, publishes a new blog, like she's the center of the world.

It is not difficult to imagine that in the past three years, as a popular artist, Du Siren has been the "center of the world" in any workplace, and everyone revolves around her, doing makeup for her, formulating procedures for her, and accommodating her Timing, waiting for her to adjust her mood and state on the set, the camera is aimed at her, the light hits her body, tens of thousands of audiences cheer for her in the audience, waiting to see her in front of the big and small screens.In the past three years, 90.00% of Dusi people have been in the workplace except for sleep.

She traveled in Vanity Fair, received gifts, and was branded with an indelible seal.

Although she still said that she would grow old with her every day chatting and blowing the wind as she did three years ago, Lin Zhique knew that the future blueprint she drew in her heart must be different from the one three years ago.

Lin Zhique doesn't dislike this subtle change. Maturity has been rubbed into innocence, edges and corners have been polished into a shield, a little more temper, desire and ambition, all these are very charming things to her.

But she won't tell that she finds the 24-year-old attractive.

She just kissed her, and asked her jokingly in the moonlight: "Why? Can't bear to quit?"

Du Siren answered honestly: "Yes." Just for a moment, her face was a bit embarrassed.

"Then what about your little life? It's hard to save your life."

Dusi lowered her head and rested her forehead on her shoulder, "My little life is in your hands, you must help me keep it."

"Who am I?"

"You are my girlfriend."

"Well, the girlfriend is only responsible for dating you, not being your bodyguard."

"That's good." She hugged her even tighter.

They are fearless, even if fate will turn into a knife hanging above their heads.

Sometimes, fate is also like a hidden thunder, or a silent net, waiting to fall from the top of the head and trap some people together.

When 16-year-old Lin Zhique dozed off in history class, he was still unaware of the net above his head.

The history teacher's procrastinating voice came from the rough-sounding loudspeaker equipment, floating over her drowsy sky, turning into row after row of earnest crows, circling constantly: "Students, don't just choose science because you choose science. I won’t be taking history class anymore, I will have to take the exam next year..."

The crow is flying closer and closer, and the crow is flying closer...

The good-tempered history teacher walked past her with the handout, and finally couldn't help but push her.

She was so shocked that she immediately sat up and rubbed her sleepy eyes vigorously.

A distant whistle came from the playground downstairs outside the window.

She turned her head and saw Xu Xinan starting to run on the plastic track. A second later, there was another long whistle that was pressed lightly.

The girl in short-sleeved shorts in the October autumn wind slowed down, stopped, and turned her head after taking a few steps.The physical education teacher on the side seemed to be scolding her for starting.

The recruitment and selection of the city's track and field team is approaching again. Recently, Xu Xinan will appear on the track of the playground on time every afternoon in the last class.

The reason why I say "again" is because this is the third time Xu Xinan participated in the selection.If you lose this time, it will be the third time you lose.

Short whistles and long whistles alternated back and forth, and Xu Xinan kept running back and forth like this.Until the teacher in the next class opened the window and shouted: "Hey! Teacher Gao downstairs! Do you want us to have a class like this? There is also the class 2 next door. The prefect said not to use the loudspeaker, please do me a favor ah!"

The physical education teacher bowed and gestured to the upstairs to express his apology, then waved his hands, gave Xu Xinan a few words, turned around and left angrily.

The windows of the classroom were half open, and suddenly a gust of cool wind blew in. Lin Zhique heard hissing from behind, and turned his head away. It was the female student sitting there beckoning her to close the window for her help.

She got up to open the window, and took another look at Xu Xinan who was still practicing alone on the track. Looking at it from such a distance, it was a long and thin strip, with arms and legs exposed.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Lin Zhique grabbed his schoolbag and was the first in the class to leave the classroom.The male monitor of the next class saw her walk by the window, and hurriedly got up and called her: "Hey, Zhi Que, you are so early today? Shall we go together today too?" All the classmates in the classroom behind him started booing.She didn't look back: "I have something to do today, so go by yourself!"

She quickly went downstairs and took a detour to buy two cans of iced coke at the canteen of the school cafeteria.

Xu Xinan grinned silly when he saw her coming.Then, the two of them sat together on the terraced seats by the runway, drinking Coke and watching the sunset.

"What did you do during the seven days of National Day?"

Xu Xinan shook his dirty running shoes, "It's nothing, just practice. You can't practice well." She looked at the sky and suddenly sighed.

"Practice on vacation?"

"Of course I have to practice. I'm already a sophomore in high school. If you don't want to be an athlete, you'll have to take the college entrance exam."

On the playground, some male students began to play basketball, pretending to be handsome in front of them, but they only hit the backboard after several shots, and they were all booed.

Xu Xinan looked upstairs, "Your class leaves school so early today." She looked at the boys playing basketball one by one, "Which class are these guys from? Class 3... and Class 7?"

Students filed out of the teaching building one after another.

"Don't look at it. The liberal arts class is delayed every day. Anyway, it will come down sooner or later."

Xu Xinan turned his face away in embarrassment.

Lin Zhique knew that she was waiting for Du Zhian.

At some point, they tacitly agreed that Xu Xinan liked Du Zhian, even though Xu Xinan never admitted it.

45 minutes after the school bell rang, Du Zhian came out of the teaching building with her schoolbag on her back. She was not alone, and there was a tall boy beside her. Lightly, the ponytail on the back of her head moved slightly with her steps, and moved again.

The boy spread his broad palm in front of her, and showed her something to draw on it with his fingers. She was amused, and looked up at him, and the two enjoyed themselves happily.

And some people are secretly sad.

Lin Zhique glanced at Xu Xinan, "What's that guy's name? Senior year? The one with the orchestra? Is senior year so free?"

"Chen Yeping. He plays the violin. He seems to be taking an art test. He doesn't have to attend the evening self-study in the third year of high school. He asks Zhian to go out to play every day."

"Yeping? Which one is, which one is flat?"

Xi Nan said in displeasure: "It's true, it's safe and flat! It's all because of the bad talk of the band, saying that their names are made in heaven, otherwise they wouldn't be getting closer..."

"Then are they together?"

"I don't know!" Xu Xinan seemed a little angry, she hugged her knees to avoid looking at the two people who were talking and laughing, and suddenly said in a low voice: "If only my name sounded better."

Lin Zhique didn't make a sound.

She could faintly understand Xu Xinan's childish resentment.

It happened that he also lost in the matter of the name.

Du Zhian and the boy were about to walk to the school gate, and suddenly the two separated tacitly. The boy slowed down, and the two of them were separated by a few meters, and they left the school gate one after the other.

Lin Zhique snorted, "Secretly."

"Of course you have to cover it up! What if your dad's driver sees it and makes a small report?" Xu Xinan hurriedly defended Du Zhian.

"Where are you from?" She had a plan in mind, "If not, I'll tell her father about it, and let her father beat the mandarin ducks with a club. What do you think?" Xu Xinan's shoulder.

"You are crazy! Don't provoke your father. Zhi'an said that he is in a bad mood and loses his temper every day. You are adding fuel to the fire. If you beat Zhi'an..."

"Just do it. If you are safe, you will know it. Change your name to Xu Zhao'an, and I will ensure that you win against Chen Yeping." Lin Zhique rolled his eyes, hating that iron cannot be made into steel.But she knew that Xu Xinan was right. Recently, Du Shen could be said to be in an abnormal state of mind. Last time she went to Du's house, she saw him smashing the vases and picture frames in the living room all over the place.Since the financial turmoil, the life of each family has not been easy. This year, when school starts, several students with non-local hukou have returned to their original hukou along with their unemployed parents.

She secretly took out her mobile phone from the side of her schoolbag, retracted her hands and mobile phone into the sleeve of her school uniform sports jacket, and adjusted the angle to ensure that she would not be found.

There is a new text message.The sender is from Dusi.

Hi.How are you?

She replied: That's it.Female star, what are you doing?

I'm not from Duce.

then who are you?

I am Dusiren's girlfriend.

Lin Zhique read the latest text message twice with a puzzled face.

...Is this person mentally ill?she thought.

Dusi people are driving.

Today was the day her leg was splinted and she insisted on driving herself.

Her girlfriend was in the passenger seat, playing with her phone.

Lin Zhique raised his eyes and squinted at the dashboard, "It's speeding."

She slows down.After holding back for too long, she finally waited for the day when she could run and dance. She felt relaxed and excited.At this moment, they were on the road, going to Xu Wenjing's wedding.

"I really don't know what kind of structure you are. You can eat endlessly, but you can drive until your family is destroyed."

red light.

She leaned over with a good temper and asked, "Who are you texting?"

"To myself."

"I guess so. How? Is she hard? The toughest kid I've ever seen!"

Lin Zhique raised his eyes from the screen, "You mean, I'm difficult?"

"……I mean."

Lin Zhique looked at her.

She said irrelevantly, "I mean, can you give me a kiss?"

"No. In broad daylight. Wouldn't it be satisfying not to be photographed and published in the newspaper?" She pushed her forehead and pushed her leaning body back into the driver's seat.

Lin Zhique changed his face as soon as he left the house.

"No one would shoot in this kind of place."

The phone in Lin Zhique's hand vibrated, and a reply came. Du Siren saw the words on the screen: Female star, what do you do?

"Why not? Female celebrities, it's the era of camera phones now."

"You can't meet each other, but you can send text messages to each other. She secretly took pictures of my brother's materials and sent them to you?"

"Well, but it seems that you can't call. We can't talk directly, and we can't meet."

Du Siren smiled and praised sincerely: "You have been so brave since you were young. Why can't you meet each other? Because it is unreasonable? It was done by that hand of God again." She gave the man who tried to erase her The cosmic power of memory is named "God's Hand", "There cannot be two identical people in the same world, so once you meet, you will return to your world."

"I don't know, not necessarily, maybe in addition to meeting, we also need to meet a specific place or time."

"What if you're not satisfied? If time travel can only happen in my house, then if you go to East China to meet her, will you be able to meet her?"

Lin Zhique put his elbows on the car door, raised his chin and meditated.

Du Siren looked at her side face.They went to drink wedding wine, and before going out, they dressed meticulously. Lin Zhique had his hair pulled back, wore small pearl earrings, and wore a short coat over the dress skirt.She looked at her carefully bit by bit, saw her pursed lips and the slightly downward corners of her mouth, saw the turning of her chin as if it had been carefully outlined by the pen of creation, and the smooth neck line below, and also looked at her face. There was a little bit of broken hair that was hard to notice at the side of the hair rolled up behind her head, and she even wanted to reach out and touch it.

While watching, she thought, this is my girlfriend, how nice.

She couldn't help but said: "Don't go see her." Even her words were a bit begging.

She was afraid that everything in front of her would suddenly disappear again.

Lin Zhique glanced ahead and said, "The light is green."

She hurried back to her senses and started.Lin Zhique didn't look sideways, and stretched out his hand to hold her hand that was in gear.She was about to drive, but she quickly retracted her hand again.

Arriving at the scene, Du Siren's appearance caused a commotion among the guests. They greeted Xu Wenjing's mother at the guest check-in area, surrounded by several relatives of Xu's family who were taking pictures with their mobile phones. Don't take pictures of them, Dusi people said it's all right, turned around and smiled at the camera.

Lin Zhique bent down to sign, and wrote first with a swipe of a pen: Du Si Ren, pause for a moment, and continue writing, with a family member.

Du Siren was taken a few steps away to sign and take a group photo.

Mother Xu took a closer look and recognized Lin Zhique, "Ah, I remember you. A few years ago, you went to Yu'an to play, and you came to eat at home, didn't you? You are so beautiful, the Academy of Art is just pleasing to the eye. , you Xiaojing’s classmates and friends are all better-looking than each other, and Siren is also good-looking, and it’s even better when you become a big star.” Lin Zhique subconsciously turned his head to look at Du Siren’s smiling face facing the camera. "I remember that year you said you had a child? Should the child go to school now?"

She didn't expect that after three years, she would still lie about her nonsense back then.

She replied in a serious manner: "Yes, I will be going to elementary school next year."

"That's great! Are you a son or a daughter?" At this time, another guest came, "I'm sorry, I'll receive the guests first, you can do whatever you want, Wen Jing is over there, you can take a group photo with her."

Lin Zhique breathed a sigh of relief.

Du Siren walked to her side, took out an overly generous red envelope from her small bag, and quietly stuffed it into the hands of the Xu family who were waiting at the reception.

They walked into the banquet hall together.

"You're really rich, female star." Lin Zhique lowered her voice.

"It's not as good as you, husband and child are hot on the kang. Is it a son or a daughter?" Du Siren also lowered his voice.

"Why are your ears so sharp?"

"My eyes are fine. I am alone with my family. What family?"

"Niece. What else? Auntie."

"Can my niece be considered a family member? Although I don't read much, I have read some ancient costume scripts."

"That's because I'm uneducated, I made a mistake, is that okay?"

A few meters away, Xu Wenjing was wearing a gorgeous wedding dress and standing under the flower wall. They both shut up at the same time and went to take a photo with Wen Jing.Du Siren hugged Wen Jing and told her happy wedding.What Lin Zhique told her was, you are very brave.

Lu Xiaohua was quite dissatisfied that she didn't win the bridesmaid position. The bridesmaid was Ni Xiang. Lin Zhique remembered her. She was Xu Wenjing's roommate and one of the four golden flowers in the graduation repertoire.While they were taking pictures, Lu Xiaohua was wowing: "How is it possible? When Lan Fengping got married, the bridesmaid was not Yao Xiaodie, but Jin Lulu! Xu Wenjing, when you get married next time, you must ask me to be your bridesmaid, do you hear me? "

Xu Wenjing looked at the camera with a smile, and gritted her teeth: "Lu Xiaohua, today is my big day, don't force me to scold you."

The last table in the banquet hall is the bride's friends seat, which has always been the custom.Zhao Qian was not present, and it was heard that the groom was unwilling to invite him.The ceremony is old-fashioned, with the host pushing too hard, the groom's father who stumbles and talks at length, and the groom taking the stage to tell the story of the journey with the bride until tears filled his eyes.Du Siren listened carefully and applauded solemnly every time. Lin Zhique was absent-minded and almost finished eating a small box of wedding candies.

She whispered to Du Siren: "We know that they will part ways in the future, so why join the drama?"

The door opened, the flower girl swayed the petals, and the bride came out with her father on her arm.

Under the chasing light, Wen Jing's face was bright and clean, she lifted her skirt carefully, and walked forward step by step.

The bridegroom went to meet her, with tears in his eyes, and vowed eternal life.

Du Siren turned her face and said to her: "Look. As long as Wen Jing believes, then I will believe with her. If you always think about what will happen in the future, you will not feel the happiness of the present."

The groom leads the bride to the ceremony stage.Du Si held her hand under the table.

She had no choice but to seriously accompany her to experience the present happiness.

After the wedding, on the return journey, Lin Zhique will drive instead.

Du Siren drank a little wine, his cheeks flushed, he put on his seat belt, and obediently nestled in the co-pilot, singing "You Will Marry Me Today" in a low voice all the way.

She has improved a lot in her singing, and her casual humming is a little scattered, and occasionally she hums a little breathy sound, which sounds ambiguous, and Lin Zhique has an inexplicable impulse.

Turn the corner, pull over, stop.A street with all the shops along the street closed.

Dusi turned his head and looked out the window, "Huh? Are you there? Where is this?"

The sound of a seat belt being undone.

She turned back.

Lin Zhique leaned over to kiss her.

At that moment, Dusi people believe that this moment is forever.

She finally bit her lower lip lightly and warned: "Sit down and don't sing."

The car starts moving again.

Downstairs at home, Li Miaomiao suddenly called.

The opening remark was of course concerned about her legs, and Miaomiao was elated when she heard that everything was normal when the board was removed today: "That's great."

Du Siren was alert: "Huh? Do you have something to say?"

She followed Lin Zhique upstairs.

Sure enough, Li Miaomiao came to persuade her to take on an extra friendship role, "Anyway, you have been idle for the past two months. I watched this role. It is very well written and there are not many scenes. Come over and I will let the crew Arrange it, it won’t take more than a month to wrap it up! The person they booked before won’t be able to come, so let’s take it as a rescue and sell favors to the director.”

She directly refused: "I don't want it." Lin Zhique turned to look at her.She asked weakly again: "...Which director?"

She repeats the director's name.

Lin Zhique said in a low voice, "I'm going." After speaking, he turned around and took out the key to unlock the lock.

"When will you go? Where will you shoot? I haven't even read the script!"

"I'll ask Xiao Jiu to deliver the script to you tomorrow morning." Xiao Jiu is Du Siren's assistant. "They're in Suzhou, and they've already switched on the machine. As for when you're going," Miaomiao hesitated for half a second, "They hope, um, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?" Du Siren immediately changed his face, "I won't go." She bent over to change her shoes.Lin Zhique was one step ahead of her and had already gone back to her room.

On the other end of the phone, Li Miaomiao was relentless, playing both hard and soft ways. They finally reached an agreement and made an appointment to read the script early in the morning before making a final decision.However, the people of Du Si knew that when it came to this matter, there was no need to discuss it, it was just the difference between starting one day earlier and leaving one day later.

Lin Zhique had already taken his clothes and closed the bathroom door, Du Siren hung up the phone, and the sound of water in the bathroom could be heard.

She walked to the bathroom door and said loudly, "I don't want to go! Why do you want me to go?"

Lin Zhique answered her amidst the sound of the water: "Why don't you go? If you have money, you don't want to be a bastard. That director will become famous in the TV circle in the future. If you want to be an actor, of course the more masterpieces the better."

"...you go with me."

"I'm not going."

"Then I'm not here, what are you going to do alone?"

Lin Zhique replied: "I have my own arrangements."

She could only lean against the bathroom door dejectedly, listening to the sound of water splashing, the more she listened, the more concentrated she became.

The hot air gradually overflowed through the crack of the door, sticking to her skin, turning into fine sweat.She recalled an evening in 2005, and she imagined hot water flowing, flowing over her skin like a kiss.

Her heartbeat started to speed up.

She took a deep breath, turned and went upstairs, took a change of clothes and went to use the upstairs bathroom.

It was clearly autumn, but the hot water that was supposed to be warm only made her dry and hot.

She quickly finished washing and blow-dried her hair.

When going downstairs, he happened to meet Lin Zhique on the stairs.

Lin Zhique was wearing a nightdress that was not loose, wrapping her body and fitting it perfectly.

She flirtatiously teased: "You've changed your sex, why did you wash so quickly?"

Dusi people asked: "What are you doing up there?"

"Take the hair dryer." She turned sideways and squeezed past Si Ren.

The stairs are too narrow, and there is absolutely no possibility of bumping them.Of course, it was just clothes.

Du Siren held Lin Zhique's wrist.

"Huh?" She smiled and cast a questioning look at her.It is the kind of look that knows what to ask.

Fortunately, the stairs are so narrow that she doesn't even have to take half a step.She clings to her.

First is the kiss.

Kiss all the places she looked carefully in the car today.

Then there's touch.

Finger pulp and skin on arm, back of finger and inner side of elbow, fingertip and back not covered by nightgown, around shoulder, palm from behind ear to collarbone.

Their hair was still wet, making the surrounding air a bit damp.

Lin Zhique opened his slightly closed eyes just now, it was too close, so close that they would drown in each other's eyes.

Her voice was like mist: "You don't know, you want to sleep with your niece?"

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The author has something to say:

If you are free, this chapter can be read in conjunction with 8-1 (Chapter 28) "Drowning Dream".

Mid-Autumn Festival!