dizziness

Ruan Miaomiao started to work after receiving the company's employment notice. On the first day of work, she didn't go home until very late. However, Owen's one-week vacation was not over yet, and the Olympics just happened to start, so he was bored watching the Olympic games at home all day.

Owen doesn’t have any favorite projects, but he occasionally watches football games in his spare time. He always feels that these are things that young people are interested in. Watching the young lives chasing and running around the field on the screen, Owen always Time unexpectedly reminds me of my former self, and also of Ruan Miaomiao.

It was on that mountain path that Ruan Miaomiao was playing with a ball and walking in front of his sight. The colorful clouds in the sky scattered on each other, drawing the shadows of the two into deep and shallow, short and long. The memory is still fresh.

He once thought that he had found the answer in his heart when he stopped the rolling ball, but now he found that he seemed to be wrong. He was still chasing Ruan Miaomiao and Ruan Miaomiao in a dark corner. with that ball.

When Ruan Miaomiao came back, she saw Owen sitting on the sofa staring at the TV, the light from the screen flickered on and off, creating a turbulent desolation on his face. If others saw such a picture, they would be shocked , while Ruan Miaomiao just smiled faintly, picked up the camera and pointed at Owen to take a photo.

He walked to Owen and sat down, handed the camera to him and said, "Does it look good?"

"Why does it have to be like this..."

Owen's eyes fell on the frozen frame, and Owen didn't think it looked good, he just felt disgusted.

Owen knew that there was a big problem with him, no, maybe both of them had problems, but Owen didn't know what the problem was and where it came from. It was like a hole had leaked in his heart. The only remaining afterimage of that person flowed out of the body.

In fact, Ruan Miaomiao's request was not too much, maybe it wasn't even a request, he just told Owen not to wear clothes when he was at home. It entered Owen's heart and controlled his every move like a curse. Owen didn't understand what was going on, maybe it was because of guilt and wanted to make up for it, maybe...even he dared not admit that he was a little addicted to this abnormality game.

Ruan Miaomiao felt that his body was shaking, so she took a piece of clothing from the back room and put it on him: "If it's cold, put on the clothes, don't catch a cold."

Owen nodded, but did not move. The gentler Ruan Miaomiao's tone was, the more Owen felt that it was a kind of compulsory order. In fact, this person was not allowed to put on the clothes, so he just let him see and touch them at a glance. hold, possess.

Perhaps human nature is like this, and shame is an exciting experience. Only by removing the vulgar shell can one return to the true nature like a newborn child.

"Tomorrow is your birthday, I have booked a very nice restaurant, and I will get off work early to pick you up."

"Well..." Owen responded, still unconsciously wrapping up the thin layer of protection, fell into Ruan Miaomiao's arms and said calmly after a while, "It's not good to leave early when I just started work, actually... later It doesn't matter."

Ruan Miaomiao held his hand, clasped her fingers tightly together, and said with a light smile, "How can it be okay? It doesn't matter about you, what else has anything to do with me."

"..." Owen raised his head and looked at him wearily.

"It's okay, don't worry," Ruan Miaomiao kissed his forehead, and said again, "I went there today and found that several executives in the company are seniors who graduated from the same school as me, and they all had good relationships when they were in the United States. Tomorrow my friend will also return to China, and they will have dinner together, so everyone will get off work earlier.”

"Then... the boss won't be angry if you're like this."

"Boss, why are you angry? That friend of mine is the boss's son. If the young boss is here, it's impossible for no one to pick him up. Besides, we are all friends, so it's fine."

Owen nodded dully. Ruan Miaomiao was able to have his own career, life and friends. While he felt gratified for it, he also felt an indescribable loss. Yes, Ruan Miaomiao had everything he should have. What about me? What else besides Ruan Miaomiao.

This person is his wild bet in a big bet, and the chips are all his years and feelings. He can't lose, and he can't afford to lose, so he can only desperately keep this last game of the game.

The restaurant that Ruan Miaomiao brought him to was very beautifully decorated and very romantic. It was very expensive at first glance. Owen suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He used to be somewhat particular about his food and clothing, but since being with Ruan Miaomiao Afterwards, especially after Ruan Miaomiao left, Owen didn't pay much attention to these superficial things. It was good for the two of them to talk to each other, and when they were no longer together, they needed to communicate with each other even more.

Owen doesn't think it's superficial. He understands Ruan Miaomiao's intentions. Owen just thinks that with their relationship, there is no need to be so formal. This will make the relationship between them unfamiliar. Compared with the expensive delicacies in front of them, What Owen will never forget is the bowl of longevity noodles that Ruan Miaomiao made for him in the past few years.

No matter how beautiful things are, they are always short-lived, and probably only the ordinary can truly interpret the meaning of eternity.

"How is it, does it still taste good?"

"Well, it's good," Owen glanced at Ruan Miaomiao under the candlelight, and hesitated for a while before saying, "Thank you."

Ruan Miaomiao took a sip of red wine and said with a smile: "Thank you, you are not allowed to say that again, I haven't been able to celebrate your birthday with you for three years, of course it should be more grand, I will prepare a different birthday for you every year in the future. "

Owen nodded slightly, his hands cutting the steak trembled imperceptibly. He actually didn't want to celebrate his birthday at all, and he didn't want Ruan Miaomiao to deliberately prepare it for him.

When I get older, I always hope that time will pass slowly, and even slower, this life that is too late to squander seems to wish that I can overdraw the years in the next life.

"Your friend came back today, is it okay if you didn't go to the party?" After silence, Owen tried hard to find a topic.

Ruan Miaomiao nodded: "Well, it should be fine, anyway, there are other people here, and I told him that I have something important to do today, so I can't go."

"It's just a birthday, actually...it's not really an important thing."

"Why doesn't it matter?" Ruan Miaomiao took a deep look at him while cutting the steak, "Who said today is just your birthday."

Owen looked up at him inexplicably, and couldn't help wondering: "Is there anything else?"

Ruan Miaomiao looked at him with a smile and said nothing, put down the tableware in her hand, held Owen's hand, and stared at him for a while under the candlelight with her chin resting.

"Owen, I have thought a lot about these three years in the United States, and I think... our relationship can no longer continue like this."