Embrace the three views and dismantle them

"I'll go first." Wan Yan and Zhao Anjiang said something, nodded and left.

Watching the figure leave, Zhao Anjiang lowered his head and sorted out his lesson plans.He didn't even need to look, he knew that Zhang Qiran would definitely be waiting downstairs, even if Zhang Qiran himself didn't come, his car would come back to pick him up.

Over the past two years, Zhao Anjiang has completely returned to the circle of friends, without taking half a step.It hurts to cut off the relationship of many years, but in the face of the two people's good relationship, Zhao Anjiang's thoughts are gradually weakened by time and the other's various performances.

He can't forget it for a while, but after a few years, he will really only regard Wan Yan as a friend and colleague, just like Wan Yan treats him.

Organized the lesson plans and activated the computer desktop.He habitually opened the communication tool immediately, looking for a message from a familiar number.

Sure enough, there was news.

That student has been studying abroad for a long time. In the past few years, it can be seen that he has worked hard and made progress. He has also visited many museums and admired various buildings.Now he sent him a few pictures and clicked on them.

I saw a few white swans floating leisurely on the small river in a certain park, leisurely and quiet, with large clusters of daffodils beside them.The flowers are in full bloom like wine glasses, the petals are thick, and the colors in the photos are bright and refreshing.And the following says that I usually go to a nearby park. There are not many people in the park. It is said that the swans are fierce.Saying that he brought biscuits, he was chased by swans and howled.He has been chased for almost half a mile, and he was out of breath when he fled, which is more than the intensity of exercise.I also talked about running to the London Eye, and sent two photos.

It's just...it's all scenery, and no young people have ever appeared on the scene.

No matter how long it has passed, no matter how many times we have chatted and communicated, we have never shown our faces.It seems that there is a vague but real barrier between Zhao Anjiang and Zhao Anjiang.Flexible yet rigid, it cannot be broken.

More or less regretful, but Zhao Anjiang didn't want to rashly ask the young man to send him a photo, it always felt too abrupt.What if other people are unhappy?What if you feel that he is abrupt and doesn't look like a teacher should, so you unilaterally cut off the communication?He only knew the contact information of the other party on the Internet, and the young man would lose contact with him for a few days because he sometimes went out, sketched or practiced. At that time, Zhao Anjiang was a little restless.

From him, it is impossible to actively contact the other party.

Zhao Anjiang didn't realize that he had already started to care about the other party's reaction, and was vaguely afraid that the other party would get angry or stop contacting him.It's like walking on the beach, the tide is slowly rising, and when you find that the water surface reaches the bottom of your feet, you wake up belatedly.

But now, the water level has slowly risen to a few steps away from Zhao Anjiang, but Zhao Anjiang doesn't know it yet.

The scenery in the photos is bright, ancient buildings and modern products are intertwined, and they look very harmonious and comfortable in the strong historical atmosphere. Zhao Anjiang's sad heart because of Wan Yan is also brightened in the photos.Although Wan Yan is just an ordinary friend to him, even though Wan Yan basically has nothing to say to him now, and has no time to chat and communicate, but he still has someone who can communicate, chat, and joke.

"I've been to London before, but I was in a hurry at that time. I didn't go to the London Eye." After drinking Tieguanyin, Zhao Anjiang replied.He stared at the screen, seeing that the other party responded quickly, Zhao Anjiang became more and more happy.

"You must have gone to Cambridge, Oxford, or a museum." The other party replied, "I have been there several times, and those places are worth visiting many times, and I will never get tired of them. But I also like the lively crowds, and I like to watch the flow of people. It’s a pity that I haven’t had time to go back to China in the past few years, and I can’t feel the atmosphere of Chinese New Year abroad.”

"When are you going to return to China?" After hesitating for a while, Zhao Anjiang replied.

"In another two years, I just graduated. I want to do something here first, and I don't want to go back and mess around."

I also talked about going to France in a few days to see the Palace of Versailles and the glass pyramid on the square.

"That's the work of I.M. Pei, and I admire his design very much." Zhao Anjiang replied.

"Yes, I'm thinking about when I go back to China to visit Suzhou and see his beloved little daughter." The other party replied quickly and naturally, "I have always liked the graceful style of Jiangnan."

"If I have time..." Zhao Anjiang thought for a while, then deleted this line, and wrote again, "I have a few photos I took here, I can send them to you. It is developing very fast now, and the city I live in There have been very big changes. When you come back, you may find that many people you don’t know anymore.”

"In fact, the country can also develop very well." Hesitating again and again, Zhao Anjiang wrote, "I also know some people more or less. If you are afraid that you will not have any connections when you return to China, I can introduce you here."

"No, thank you." The other party was very polite. "Actually, I probably won't reply in a short time. If I really need it, I will have the cheek to ask you for help. At that time, I may have to trouble you."

"No trouble." Zhao Anjiang said softly, he would rather the other party be more troublesome.But the other party is always so polite and doesn't ask for anything.Don't ask his name, don't ask his occupation, don't ask his age, and firmly locate the relationship between the two of them on the friends they met online virtually.

The positioning is clear and rational.

But Zhao Anjiang still felt that maybe his performance didn't make the other party feel safe enough, and while he was a little disappointed, he also admired the other party's sense of distance.It's not just chatting with people casually, it's silly and sweet not to open everything up for others to see casually.Maybe some people like people who are pure and can see their minds at a glance, but he...may not like it very much.

What else did he want to say, but the other party had already said goodbye to him, talking about going out to buy some paint brushes, and saying that his things were about to run out.Before he could say goodbye, he saw that the other party had logged off.

"Goodbye." Zhao Anjiang finally sent a message to the empty place.In this way, the other party can always see it, as long as he is free, he will always see it.

Looking at the sky sadly, I don't know what the weather is like in a foreign country.He remembered that the young man had complained about the rain there many times, all kinds of rain, sometimes hazy, sometimes pattering, anyway he complained that he couldn't see the sun for a few days.

But even then, the youth did not intend to return home.

I don't know if there was something happened to him in China that made him not want to come back, and didn't want to feel hurt?

During this time, he didn't think of Wan Yan at all.

After work, Zhao Anjiang strolled while watching the sunset.However, he had just walked through a block, and was suddenly drenched by the rainstorm. There were shops in front, back, left, and right. He hurriedly found the nearest shop to take shelter from the rain.

On one side of the store are various pet supplies, while on the other side you can see cats, cats and dogs lying, sleeping or active in large cages.

"Welcome, welcome." The clerk came over with a smile, "Do you want to buy some pet supplies? It's raining suddenly, let me give you a towel."

"Thank you." Zhao Anjiang brushed his hair a little, and suddenly saw a painting on the wall.

The scattered color blocks and various lines did not bring a feeling of irritability or excitement. Those color blocks harmoniously formed a peaceful and peaceful world, as if sitting lazily on a big balcony, thinking about nothing, doing nothing, Just squinting, with a fluffy cat sleeping on your lap or a dog wagging its tail next to it.

"This painting? Where did you buy it?"

"This painting?" The clerk looked at it, "It was brought by the boss."

"Boss, boss, the guest asked where the paintings on the wall were bought."

A man wearing glasses came over, "You asked about this painting, my friend painted it. He is studying abroad and has not come back yet. Last time he asked someone to give me this pair, saying that he would use it to paste the wall. I see him The painting is very good and I hung it up. Do you like it? If you like it, I will talk to him and see if there is a chance to sell you some paintings. "

Well, you must take care of your friend's business. Speaking of which, the kid went abroad and never came back.When he comes back, give him a cat to raise.

"Thank you, if possible. You can tell that artist that I like his paintings very much." Looking closer, I saw a signature in the lower right corner.

HB

The rain stopped after a while, Zhao Anjiang thanked the shopkeeper and hurried home.

After dinner, he turned on the stereo, and after preparing the lesson plan, his eyes turned to the communication software involuntarily.

Still... no reply.

Zhao Anjiang wrote that he saw a painting in a pet store and liked it very much.Speaking of that painter is also abroad.

Zhao Anjiang didn't write any more... He really hoped that the artist would be the one he talked to.However, this should be unlikely.But if it can be the same person, then...

Zhao Anjiang shook his head, how could he expect such unrealistic things?

After a few more days, I may see that Zhao Anjiang is always posting some photos or something.The other party also sent him a photo, there was still no one inside, only a big balcony, a comfortable lazy sofa, in a large sunny room, with an easel on one side and an unfinished painting on it.The picture that makes people feel comfortable and safe, the color blocks that make people want to be quiet... Zhao Anjiang felt ecstasy in his heart, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

It turned out to be the same person, it turned out to be the same person.

Zhao Anjiang treated the other party more and more gently and carefully, not wanting to be presumptuous or make him feel unhappy.He wanted to see him, but he hesitated for a long time without opening his mouth.

After coming for a while, he cautiously sent a message, "When are you going to return to China? I'm in City X. If you're free, you can come over."

"Maybe in a while." After a while, the vague concept can be two months, two years or even ten years.

"Well, I just want to tell you." If there is a mirror, Zhao Anjiang should be able to see how gentle his brows and eyes are, and there is a slight smile on the corner of his mouth as gentle as water. Waiting in line for Godot. I'll help too."

"Maybe in the future I will play a guest role in it."

"If you're free, you can take a look."

The sun is shining brightly, the leaves are whirling outside the window, and the birds seem to be laughing and singing.

The on-screen response was "OK."

OKThat's all right, Zhao Anjiang closed his eyes slightly, that's all right.As long as the other party will really come to see, then he will seriously prepare for each match.

On stage, he was waiting for Godot, for someone who would never come, for something that would never happen.Zhao Anjiang harbored secret hopes and joys, hoping that there would be someone sitting and watching at the seats below.

On stage, he waited, waited.

And one day, a foreign newspaper simply published a message "The young artist HB died unexpectedly in a car accident."

The rain fell, wet the grass, wet the tombstones, wet the hearts of loved ones who went to the other side and never came back.

Under the spotlight, Zhao Anjiang waited.

Like waiting for Godot.

Waiting for someone who will never show up.

Looking forward to something that will never happen.

Game after game, year after year.

waiting.

The author has something to say: the end of the first world