14 years time difference

What might a 2008-year-old MILF look like in 37?

A rose-colored knit base, a white waistcoat, brown sunglasses, an orange thin silk scarf, and a hairdresser with cheap potions in a hair salon near the entrance of an old residential area. The curly hair that comes out is like instant noodles, and it is difficult to travel far, so she also put on excessively gorgeous makeup.

When Lin Zhique landed in East China, she was dressed as above.

She bought all the outfits according to her mother's clothes back then, but in order to cover up the age gap, she may have used too much force.She also carefully drew her eyebrows, modified the shape of her lips and face according to the photo on her ID card.

Her name is Lin Lan.The sky is falling and her name is also Lin Lan.

Thinking of this, she passed the airport security check without blushing or panting.

Not long after the Beijing Olympics ended, the East China Airport was full of promotions for the 2010 World Expo. The simulation renderings of the World Expo Center rose from the ground on the LED screen. A little boy dragged his father and squatted in front of it to watch it over and over again. , Lin Zhique stood on the escalator and took a look, but didn't stop.For her, this is not a grand prospect to look forward to, but just a flashback of the past.

The middle of October has passed, and she has stayed in 2008 for more than half a month.

For more than half a month, she had done nothing except fall in love.It was the only experience she had ever had since she grew up.

She walked past a tempered glass wall and turned her head to take a look at her figure. This curly hair looked too obtrusive. She touched it, because it was permed just now, and the texture was dry and a little hard.However, this cheap perm potion will recover after about three or four washes.If the Dusi people have not recovered when they come back, she will threaten the Dusi people not to laugh at her.

Maybe she couldn't wait for the Dusi people to come back.

A few days ago, on the way to Xu Wenjing's wedding, Du Siren put forward a hypothesis, if she met her 16-year-old self, but the place was not the old house in Jincheng, would time travel still happen?

Just try it out.

If possible, it is best to be able to master the method of going back and forth between the two worlds.

The last text message received by the mobile phone was an hour ago, from Du Siren: "I'm starting work. What are you busy with?"

There are a few more posts ahead, which are Dusi people sharing what breakfast they had and what movie they are going to shoot today.

She didn't see it until she got off the plane. After reading it, she didn't reply.

She realized that she was guilty.

She has always been like this. From childhood to adulthood, in the several long and short intimate relationships, the other party gave her a unified evaluation: she does her own way. "Why didn't you discuss it with me first?" "You want to go abroad for exchange, what about me? What should I do?" "Why didn't you tell me first when you accepted the offer? I thought we would take the postgraduate entrance examination together." She had heard similar lines many times.

When she was younger, she was quite impatient with this. Her thinking was simple: this is my own business, I make my own decision, why should I discuss it with you first?You don't have your own business to be busy with?

Over the past few years, with the accumulation of experience, she is more able to understand those angry or unwilling faces in the memories. For lovers in the world, relationships represent promises, and promises symbolize responsibility. When you talk about love, you have to talk about the future , Only when two people are locked together firmly can there be an explanation.

It's easy to get excited for a moment, but it's even more difficult to get along with each other for a long time.She thinks that it is difficult to be a good lover in the secular sense.

Years of nature is difficult to change, so she ran to East China without saying a word.

The middle school was exactly the same as in her memory. After graduation, she hadn't been here for many years. She couldn't remember the time when school was over. When she arrived, the school gate was still quiet. Seat by the window, drinking vanilla latte with extra syrup, while waiting.This is a "maid coffee shop" specializing in two-dimensional styles. This business model was quite popular when she was in school.

The number of vehicles on the street gradually increased.

The traffic police passed by on a patrol motorcycle.

She recognized Du Shen's Mercedes-Benz, with a license plate ending in three 8s, and the driver was Lao Ding, the driver of Du's family. He came early in the morning and took up a parking space closest to the school gate.

The school bell finally rang, which could be faintly heard even in the room across the street.

Lin Zhique drank the rest of the coffee in the cup in one gulp.She got impatient with the wait.

There are more and more people at the school gate, students come out in a single file, and mountain bikes speed past the window of the coffee shop.

She saw a few familiar faces.

Du Zhian came out. 17-year-old Du Zhian.

Lin Zhique subconsciously put on the sunglasses.

She watched Du Zhian walking towards the Mercedes-Benz of Du's family. Out of the corner of her vision, another tall boy with a familiar face came out from the school gate. As if they knew each other, they mixed in the crowd.

Lin Zhique thought contemptuously, hiding it.

The boy's name was easy to remember, Yeping, but she forgot what his last name was.Back then, it was because the names of the two matched that the scandal between him and Du Zhian spread in the school.

It's mid-October now, and Du Zhian is still flirting with this boy.She recalled it for a while, and couldn't remember when she had brought this matter to Du Shen's ears. According to Du Si's people, Du Shen's situation has been miserable recently, but the driver of Du's family still came to pick him up on time. Miss, it seems that the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, so it's not going anywhere.

Big Ben left.

Lin Zhique frowned.What are you dawdling about?

finally--

The girl came out—she didn't want to go through the open garage door, but she chose to go through the small pedestrian door on one side. She threw her schoolbag on her back and carried it on one shoulder. The buckle of the schoolbag was crooked, and it was exposed The exercise book inside.Her hair was tied up in a random way, and most of it was loose. The sports jacket of the school uniform was not well worn. The zipper was opened to the chest, revealing the shirt with two buttons undone inside.

From Lin Zhique's point of view, this girl has a very smart face.

She is very happy with her 16-year-old self.

A boy followed the girl, crossed the school gate, and reached out to grab the girl's bag. She couldn't hear what they were talking about, and could only see that the boy was full of grievances.

Appears to be dumped.No wonder it came out so late.

Lin Zhique watched the fire from the other side.She forgot what this man's name was.

The girl said a few words, then turned away with her schoolbag in her hand, leaving the boy standing there pitifully.

Lin Zhique stood up, and the waiter in anime maid outfit said goodbye to her.

There were too many people at the school gate, she couldn't catch up with her here, she was afraid that she would really become a living person in full view.

She knew that she would go to the corner of the street and wait for the bus to go home at the bus stop after the corner, or keep going. Two blocks away, there is an underground shopping mall she often goes to. If you turn in the other direction, nine out of ten you are going to watch a movie.

Lin Zhique pushed open the door of the coffee shop.

On the sidewalk across the street, the girl's footsteps suddenly slowed down.

She also hurriedly stopped.

The girl turned her head——

She actually held her breath.For an instant, she wanted to turn around and flee into the coffee shop.

No, the girl didn't look in her direction, but a snow-white Samoyed came out of the alley ahead and walked with its owner.

They are about tens of meters apart.

She visually estimated this distance as a safe distance.

16-year-old Lin Zhique then walked forward.She hesitated.

Suzhou is very close to East China. She went there once or twice when she was in school, and it only took more than an hour to take the bus. As long as she turned around immediately and took a taxi to the passenger station, she would be able to see Du Siren in two hours.

Du Siren's idiot must be very happy, thinking that she didn't reply to text messages all day to give her a surprise.

She finally picked up her steps, but walked very slowly, seeing the 16-year-old walking farther and farther ahead.

Must know the answer by now?she asked herself.

She walked on.

Even if I spend another half a month and a month immersed in vulgar love, so what?

The girl was about to turn the corner.She quickened her pace a little to keep up.

Go faster and faster.Now, the distance is less than 20 meters.

The girl turned the corner, in the direction of the bus station.

Lin Zhique hurried away, almost trotting for two steps.

——She hasn't responded to Du Siren's text message yet.

This thought popped in her mind like the biggest bubble, and she stopped.

Her breathing was messed up, and sweat broke out on her forehead.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed the number of Dusi people.

The first time, Du Siren didn't answer, so she immediately dialed the second time.

On the other end of the phone, Du Si just swiped his card to enter the door.

The staff urged her to go downstairs to put on makeup. The urging was so urgent that she forgot to take her mobile phone. As a result, she ran up quickly before it was her turn to play, for fear of missing the reply.

She picked up the phone and said in a long tone, "Hello—"

Lin Zhique said, "I'm in East China."

"Huh?" Her smile froze on her eyebrows. "Where are you?"

"In East China, now at the gate of my middle school."

"...It's time for school to be over now." She knew what Lin Zhique was going to do.

"Well, I saw her, another me."

"Did she see you?" Her tone dropped uncontrollably.

"Not yet. I followed her. She turned the corner, probably going to catch a bus."

They were silent for several minutes.Du Siren could hear Lin Zhique walking.

"……now what?"

"I turned the corner."

"What about her?"

"She's waiting for the bus."

Dusi held his mobile phone in one hand, and unconsciously supported the table with the other.

"Are you going to talk to her?"

"...What do you think?" Lin Zhique said softly, "Should I go?"

"You might disappear with a bang." Her voice was low but soft, "You might turn into a bird in the public."

"Ah."

Du Siren chuckled lightly, his nose felt a little sore, "Why don't you try it? It's all here."

She came to this plane for her, but was under no obligation to stay for her.

Lin Zhique said on the other end of the phone: "If I disappear, then—"

"So what?"

"See you next time."

She sounded as determined as if they would definitely see each other next time.

Dusi people also believe that it will happen.

But she threatened jokingly: "The next time we meet, what if I fall in love with someone else?"

Lin Zhique replied, "I'll just take you back."

"Did I forget you?"

"That would be more refreshing."

"What if you fell in love with someone else?"

"Then I won't come again."

"A very realistic answer, Miss Lin."

She promised them their respective freedoms, but she wasn't happy at all.

Ms. Lin's voice was so soft that it melted into water, and she sounded a little helpless, which is rare, "What should I do?" She was asking her.

"Is her car here yet?"

"It should be soon."

"If you don't go, she will leave. But you have to be careful, she may treat you as a lunatic."

"Okay. I'm going."

The man from Dusi said, "Don't hang up."

"Ah."

Dusi's hand gripped the corner of the table tightly.

There is only an auxiliary road between Lin Zhique and the bus station.

A 16-year-old girl is standing on the platform, wearing wired headphones, listening to music.

She stepped down the sidewalk and took two steps forward, holding the phone in one hand, pinching her palm with her nails in the other to confirm that she still existed.

Take two more steps.

beep—

There was a blast-like horn sound in my ear.

The sharply braked wheels scraped against the road surface with a long and ear-piercing sound——

The man from Dusi shouted in fright on the other end of the phone: "Hello?"

Just a little bit.The large truck that suddenly changed lanes and entered the side road stopped abruptly, passing Lin Zhique due to inertia, only a little bit short.

Lin Zhique was sweating all over his body.

Dusi asked again: "Hello? What's the matter?"

The bus has arrived. The 16-year-old girl followed the crowd to look back before getting into the car.She was wearing headphones, heard nothing, saw nothing.

The window of the co-pilot of the truck was open, and the driver cursed: "You don't have eyes when you walk?"

Lin Zhique took a few steps back and stood on the sidewalk.

She said to the other end of the phone: "It's okay."

The driver glared at her again, pulled the handbrake, and drove the truck away.

The bus also squeaked and closed the door, and started from the platform.

what is this?death threats?

She comforted Du Siren again: "I'm fine. She left, the bus left, and I missed it."

Dusi leaned against the table, propped himself up with his hands, his knees were already weak.

A voice came from outside the door: "Thinking? Huh? Is the door open?"

It was she who happened to twist the elastic lock when she entered the door, and it got stuck on the door frame, so the door didn't close automatically.

Lin Zhique said, "I'm fine. Is anyone here to see you? Go and do your work."

Li Miaomiao pushed the door open and entered.

"Are you on the phone?"

A beep came from the phone, and Du Siren shook his head in a daze.

"Why don't you go down? I just came up, and they said they were waiting for you. How about I'm not here for a few days? I have good news."

Du Siren's hand holding the mobile phone fell down feebly.

"What's wrong with you? You're sweating. Go down and let the makeup artist see if you need to touch it up."

She said: "How many scenes do I have in the evening? I want to take time off."

Li Miaomiao was surprised, "Why? Are you feeling unwell?"

"...No. I... have a problem." She is not good at making up lies.

"What's the matter? You know the seriousness."

Dusi was discouraged.She knew that the crew was waiting for her, and many people put in a lot of effort just to make today's show go smoothly. "Forget it, I'm talking nonsense."

She has passed the age where she can run to her sweetheart without any ties.

Li Miaomiao was carrying a gift bag. "It's for you. Open it and have a look. I brought it for you from Beijing." She couldn't hide her excitement.

The people from Dusi took it over to take a look.A somewhat familiar Logo is printed on the dark bag.

There was a gift box inside. When the gift box was opened, it was a bottle of champagne with an invitation card next to it.

She picked up the folded card.

Li Miaomiao said: "Congratulations, you are nominated for the best new actor."

She couldn't speak, and she nodded after a while, let go of the hand supporting the corner of the table, and stood up straight.Her leg is numb.

"Let's go down."

She and Li Miaomiao left the room and walked through the corridor of the hotel one after the other. She lowered her hair and texted Lin Zhique: Where are you staying tonight?

The sun was setting.Night scenes were filmed until 10:30.

Du Siren plays the hero's heartless ex-girlfriend, who came back from abroad, warm and unrestrained, daring to love and hate, first messing up the relationship between the hero and heroine, and then transforming into an emotional master to separate them one by one. attunement.

She knows how to act if she has no heart, so she can act like her girlfriend.

The whole night she was one-off, and the director was so happy that he praised her repeatedly, but he didn't realize that she just wanted to get off work early.

She inquired with the local ensemble performers about the bus terminal closest to the hotel and the time of the last bus to East China.She thought about going there by car, but it was too late and she didn't know the way, and she couldn't get a car in Suzhou without telling Li Miaomiao.

She ran back to the hotel room and hurriedly packed two pieces of clothes.

Then, the doorbell rang.

She opened the door and her heartless girlfriend was standing there.Even with all her hair tied back, she could tell at a glance that she had a strange perm.

She decided to ask her angrily: why are you here?Although she kind of wanted to laugh.

Lin Zhique brought a suitcase with a consignment note tied to it.

She walks in and hugs her, and the door clicks shut behind her.

Lin Zhique said: "Good evening. I love you." She hugged her hard and repeated again: "Are you angry? I love you."

Du Siren swallowed hard the urge to cry, and stroked Lin Zhique's shoulder blades and the back of his head, "Is that car big? Are you afraid?"

"Hmm..." She could almost hear her heartless soul answering: What is there to be afraid of?But she didn't, she said coquettishly, "I'm a little scared."

She hugged her and said to her, "Don't be afraid, you are safe now."

Lin Zhique took a step back and leaned against the door, put his arms around her neck, asking for her kiss, and took her hand, asking for her touch.

There was too much emotional friction, and the fire went off in an instant. The suitcase was implicated and overturned on the carpet, and no one cared about it.

The bed in the hotel room was too soft, sunken too deep, and rocked too loudly. The lights were on, and everything was brightly lit. The mirror on the closet intertwined with the TV screen.

Some people are angry, some people are trying to please, vent their emotions, turn into sweat on the skin, become unstoppable panting, skin against skin, uncontrollable syllables fall out during panting, and finally all emotions are dispelled, or It is to return to the source of love and become the most vulgar desire.

desire for companionship.The desire to listen and to be heard.The desire to hug.The desire to kiss.The desire for skin-to-skin contact.

Desire is the emotion itself. Without desire, there would be no pain and no love.

The quilt spread on the big bed was completely wet, desire was surging like a tide, and love boiled back to the sky.

Later, when the night was a little deeper, Dusi came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. He couldn't bear to see the mess in the room, so he had to bend down to pick up the scattered clothes one by one, and then helped the fallen suitcase and straightened it. Everything was messed up on the table and bedside table, and then I found a new quilt from the closet to replace it.Lin Zhique came out of the bathroom a step slower than her, and lay naked under the quilt without even wrapping up in a bath towel.

She had no choice but to find two large clean T-shirts, put them on herself first, and then put them on for Lin Zhique, trying to persuade her: "The beds in the hotel are not as clean as the ones at home."

Lin Zhique didn't take it seriously: "Then why didn't you see you doing it in clothes just now?"

"... I was bewitched by you for a while." She turned off the light, got under the quilt, and Lin Zhique turned over to hug her.

They whispered in the dark.

"How do you know it was a death threat? Maybe it was just an accident." They were talking about the big truck.

Lin Zhique said: "Later, I tried again. I was going to take a taxi to wait for her downstairs at her house, but my tire blew out on the expressway, and I was delayed for a long time. After I arrived, I went straight upstairs to her door. "

"And then?" Dusi pricked up his ears nervously.

"She seems to be out again. Nobody's home."

Death threats appear to be only the most extreme means.

"Where did she go? Did she go out to date? Who is she dating?"

Lin Zhique thought for a while, "Forget it. It's a mess. Usually it's the kind of study that is better, such as the competition class and scientific research class." She noticed the resentment in Du Siren's eyes, and immediately made amends and said: "Then It doesn't count, being idle is idle."

"Why not?"

"She doesn't like guys. But she probably doesn't know it yet."

"Then isn't she a love liar?"

"What did she lie to?"

"Cross-time and space fraud. It is worse than transnational fraud."

Lin Zhique kissed her, "Really? I came to sleep with you across time and space. It's not too bad for you to be cheated, right?"

"No loss. Whether you want money or a kidney, I will give you both."

They laughed under the covers.

Du Siren asked: "That's right. Have you seen your good friend? Xi Nan."

"No, I didn't see her."

"Does she have any thoughts about our safety?"

"You discovered all of this?"

"Sure enough?" Du Siren was so proud, "And then? How about the two of them? You didn't tell me, what happened to An An in 2019?"

"It was supposed to be married."

"originally?"

"Escaped marriage again."

"Ah? Why? How did you escape?"

"Who knows. Don't care about her."

Lin Zhique doesn't care, because others care——

East China.Standing on the runway in the dark, Xu Xinan shouted to the autumn wind: "I've decided—"

16-year-old Lin Zhique sat on the side of the track. "What to decide? Say it!"

She stopped talking.What she thought in her heart was: this time, if she can pass the selection, then confess to her.

She turned to look at her good friend, "Why don't you go home? Isn't your mother at home?"

"Well, my mother has returned to the country."

"Going back again? Your mother seems to have gone back several times recently."

"I don't know about her. Maybe when people reach a certain age, they suddenly value family affection very much."

At this time, fate is hiding in the night sky, weaving an invisible web in full swing.

Lovers who are not afraid of fate cuddle together and talk a lot.

Du Siren said: "When the filming of this film is finished, November is the best time to see the ginkgo trees by the Jinnan River. Let's start from there."

"Where to go?"

"Go on a trip. I should be able to take ten days and half a month's leave. We can drive, take National Highway 318, and go west. Do you know where the west is?"

"Girl Mountain?"

"There is another way. We can go to Girl Mountain when we come back. The other way is to Kangding, do you know Kangding? It is the Kangding in "Kangding Love Song"." She sang two lines to her, "Passed Kangding is Xinduqiao, and further down is Daocheng, and then Tibet. Along the way, there are glaciers, grasslands, and red maple forests. In November, there may be snowfall.”

"Okay. Wait until you're finished."

"Wait here?"

"Why are you waiting here? You don't have time. My sister has other things to do."

"What's the matter? Tell me." She was afraid that she would do something again without saying a word.

"it is good."

The next day, Lin Zhique really walked away in a ruthless manner. She flew back to Jincheng, and after landing, she didn't go home directly, but went to the digital market first.

Dusi was away this month, and she decided to do an interesting experiment.

If the universe has its own force majeure to put everything on the only track, how much influence can she, an outsider in time and space, have?

She rented a server at the digital market.

In 2008, it was the beginning of the fierce battle of SNS social products. Renren, Kaixin.com, Fanfou, these Internet products similar to Twitter and Facebook are trying to seize the domestic market.

Later, these booming products died one after another, and only one of them had the last laugh.

The Dusi people left her a bank card, not a supplementary card, not even a credit card, but an honest savings card.She checked and found that the balance was six figures. If she hadn't known that Du Si's savings were much larger than this, she would have felt like an honest child handing in a passbook to his wife.

She set aside some for financial investments, making sure the proceeds would cover the money she had squandered.

With her own strength, it is of course impossible to achieve a complete replica. Fortunately, that product was born in 2010, and she can first build a simple version with the same idea.

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