MTL - Gifting You With A City that Will Never Be Isolated-Chapter 6

If you make a portrait for Bai Ziren, it is probably like this. The height is one meter and two two, the body is even, the black hair is medium length, the shoulder is three centimeters, the facial features are quite good, the twilight is light, the temperament is quiet, and you don’t like to talk. Not keen on the circle, solitary.

Over time, such people will be intentionally or unintentionally summarized into the edge of a column.

"Do you know?" During the class, Zhu Mingwen came over and told Bai Ziren, "Founder has always opened your jokes behind."

The pen on the hand of Bai Ziren did not stop, and the head did not lift: "What did he say?"

"Say your orientation is not normal."

Bai Ziren tried to confirm what it meant: "Is the orientation abnormal?"

"What you like is a woman."

Bai Ziren hesitated: "Why is he making such a joke? It doesn't mean anything."

"The bad thing is that some people still believe." Zhu Mingwen asked for a close look at Bai Ziren. "There is usually no such thing as a rumor that there is no way to get rid of it. I really suggest that you have a chance to find a man as soon as possible." friend."

Bai Ziren was silent for a moment and said: "I will not go to find a boyfriend for this ridiculous reason."

"It’s also true, but have you ever made a boyfriend before?" Zhu Mingwen asked one more.

"No."

"Is there not?"

"No." She put down the pen and simply admitted.

Because I chose the seat by the window, for a moment, the sunshine at 4 o'clock in the afternoon came straight in, and the purple light was opened on the back of the hand, slowly darkening, turning the wrist, spreading the palm, bright and soft light. Illuminate a "Cheng" word above.

It was she who walked away unconsciously and wrote it in one stroke, as if a child was awkwardly portraying a secret of her own.

No one can complain, and they are not willing to tell others the secret.

After class, Bai Ziren rushed to the library and entered all the titles on the computer system at the door. After searching one by one, she found that she could only borrow two books. She found the two books smoothly according to the classification. This looks very new, it should be because no one is reading it.

She stood patiently behind the bookshelf, gently flipped open, swept the sweep roughly, did not notice that across the bookshelf, a pair of sharp eyelids stuck on her face.

In an instant, she noticed someone around her, raised her eyes, and looked at the eyes, and then shifted her direction.

The other party did not rush to take back their gaze, and when she turned around, it still spread.

"Weekly, what book are you looking for?" Someone came over and asked with a smile.

Zhou must say: "When you find a book, you can't remember the title for a while, just take a look."

When you put out the music earmuffs, you refuse to be disturbed.

This night, Bai Ziren has been reading a book, waiting for the eyes to be tired, a cup of milk, half remembered one thing, and occasionally heard two female students chatting during the day, talking about a night broadcast, male host The voice is very good. The topic of conversation in these two days is love, but the content is too shallow. It feels like extracurricular guidance for freshmen.

Bai Ziren looked at the time, just about the same, he pulled out a walkman in the drawer and adjusted it for a while and then found the program.

After the short music, the voice of the male host sounded: "Well, old talk, talk about love at first sight, there are thousands of loves in the world, our love is different, but love at first sight is roughly the same, it is a winning prize. feel."

"Or, the heartbeat missed a beat, the time was fixed, and a second became extremely long."

"Or maybe, thousands of faces, this one, after a glance, I can't forget."

"Or maybe, the happiness of bubbling bubbles in the bones."

"Right, then again, I feel that it is not appropriate to love the four words at first sight. I love it at first sight. It is too cheap to love the words. It is better to see the situation at first sight."

"Of course, some people say that love at first sight, but it is to see the color, love for a long time, but it is to weigh the pros and cons, the latter may not be reliable, the former may not be long."

"You ask me? If I choose, I must choose to fall in love at first sight, because my wife is after I fell in love at first sight, I have to go home with my heart, cough, who makes me not a handsome guy, very few people will look at me at a glance In the end, now I want to say things with my own feelings, not to prove that I am lucky, but to say that since I like it at first sight, it is a real, fate, not just define it as the adrenal gland. The secretion of the prime is not in the same place, you should know that nothing is accidental."

"However, it is also necessary to remind boys and girls who have never been in contact with the opposite sex. Don't confuse love at first sight with pure tension. The latter is only dizzy, face hot, palms sweating, the former somewhat determines the other's feelings."

"The above is some of my insights and is for reference only."

While listening to the fluent chanting of the host, Bai Ziren lay down in bed and reached for the book on the pillow. He turned over one page and one page, and on the 134th page, He Mo extended the journey privately, knowing that parents would not agree. He called He Yan for help. He seemed to expect that such a thing would happen. He did not dissuade or support it. He only paid attention to her safety. The next afternoon she went to the bank and found a new remittance. She was moved. I immediately sent a text message and said thank you. After a while, he replied: "We don't want you to go too far, but if you come back only to make you more and more unhappy, then where is the right to choose you, the only thing that asks you is, Don't forget to keep in touch with us."

When I was reading this book in high school, I felt that a girl who was two years older than her was traveling alone and was ignorant and fearless. Now, after rereading, I understand that there are very few people who are really fearless. How small is the young age, can go so far, support How could her be just a longing for the distance? The biggest factor is the sense of stability in her heart. No matter where she is, she always finds a way back.

Bai Ziren put the book on his face, closed his eyes and turned off the lights.

In the darkness, someone's eyebrows are floating in her endless sky-like thoughts. On this cold night, it seems like a fire is burning and illuminating the blind spot.

She wrote his last name in the palm of her hand. She showed his face when she closed her eyes. She could recall the details related to him, and it was not bad.

Simply think about him and get some little happiness. Is that a love at first sight?

For her who has no emotional experience, it is a bit difficult to distinguish.

Friday was the last book exchange meeting. When Bai Ziren had eaten, he went to the coffee shop. It was less than seven o'clock when he arrived.

On the first floor of the café, there are two workers changing lights, toolboxes and ladders at the door, affecting passenger flow and fewer people willing to come in.

The waiter at the bar, Xiaoji, already knew Bai Ziren and greeted her enthusiastically. Bai Ziren ordered the list and went upstairs.

There were no other guests on the second floor. She waited for forty-five minutes alone and did not wait for the person she wanted to see.

At eight o'clock, Xiao Ji squatted upstairs and personally helped Bai Ziren to change the hot water, reminding him: "I don't know if Teacher Cheng will come over tonight."

Bai Ziren had been hanging his eyes and squatting on the table with nothing to do, and he heard his words: "Well?"

Xiao Ji pushed the hot water over and the attitude was friendly: "You are waiting for him, right? The last chocolate in his hand, is it for you?"

Bai Ziren did not expect that all his actions were observed, but he nodded honestly.

"He likes to eat chocolate, but he doesn't like to eat so sweet. If you bite a little bit, pure chocolate will be better." Xiao Ji puts out the passionate gesture of the farm. "Okay, let me give you some more information. He Single year-round, usually like to read books, but also like fishing, visit museums, prefer to drink black tea, tastes light, I will cook for recipes, cooking is good, I don't know, he is very friendly, gentle to anyone, but keep the distance Privately, I don’t want everyone to call him a teacher. I can’t get rid of that profession, but I’m a little helpless... In fact, I know very limited, I’ll tell you all, ah, why are you still taking notes, don’t... Cute, no."

Bai Ziren's nib brakes stopped at the scratch pad, slightly embarrassing.

"Haha, don't open your jokes." Xiaoji jumped in the same place. "I have to go downstairs. I almost forgot to open the last time. A metal pen holder on the bar was stolen, and I was fined." ”

Bai Ziren pulled off the dense piece of the note on the note and folded it into the wallet.

She squatted back to the table, her head resting on her arm, and staring at the drawstring on the side of the retro lamp, wondering if he would come.

Maybe it was last night to help the instructor to organize the literature until the early morning. She basically didn't sleep very much. Now she is really sleepy. After a long time, the eyelids are getting more and more heavy, and finally I can't help but sleep.

Sleeping very heavy and fragrant, made a happy dream, she was still in kindergarten in the dream, holding money to buy ice cream in the summer, the aunt who sold ice cream smiled and let her wait, she nodded happily, could not wait Waiting.

Unfortunately, I didn't wait for the taste of the ice cream, and the dream woke up. When I woke up, my feet were hot, like a bonfire.

She opened her eyes and saw a small electric heater at her feet. She looked up and saw that he was sitting on the opposite side of the sofa with a book in his hand. I don’t know when there was a pot of hot tea in the center of the table. .

Slowly, he put down the book and smiled: "Wake up?"

His voice was so good that she let her not know anything but to say something else.

"Sorry, the air conditioner on the second floor is in repair and cannot be started. It is very cold here."

“It’s okay,” she said. “I’m not cold at all.”

"Today is the last week, what do you want to talk about?" He personally held a pot to add hot tea to her glass.

"I think..." She said, she shook her head. "I don't know."

"Do you want to watch a movie?" He looked at her and made a suggestion.

"Watch a movie? Here?" She was curious.

"Well, there is an old-fashioned movie projector here, you can put black and white movies, but they are all very old movies. Are you interested?"

She nodded almost without thinking.

He went to close the door of the living room on the second floor, took out the projector, and looked at the projection screen of the left wall. He was skilled and bent down to mobilize the projector. "This is an eight-mm projector produced in 1965, silent. Can only watch silent films."

She pulled a chair and sat three meters away from the screen.

"Have you seen the light of the city?"

"No."

With the sound of the cymbal playing, watching the scrolling tape, the screen appears on the screen.

In this world where there are only two people, he is watching a movie.

In the black and white light and shadow, shuttle back to the 1930s, the funny and clumsy little character Charlo, met the blind flower seller who made him fall in love at first sight, he bought her a small flower with her only money, wearing it, love He was full of strength. He made money for her to perform the rehabilitation operation. He was imprisoned. After two years, they reunited at the flower shop. She could already see it. He didn’t dare to come forward because he had nothing.

"Is it you?" In the end, she recognized the strange and familiar face in front of her.

With a small white flower in his mouth, he nodded with a shy smile. She held his hand tightly and almost burst into tears.

What a vulgar old stalk, but always flattering.

"The light of the city means that he is her light?" At the end, Bai Ziren asked the people beside him.

He thought about it a little and answered her: "You think so."

"It's a comedy, why do I have a very sad feeling?"

"Some people have said that comedy is the highest form of tragedy, and vice versa."

"I like this movie very much," she said earnestly. "I have seen it the best."

He looked at her and did not express his position.

This last book exchange meeting, he personally played a movie for her, quietly spent an hour and a half, is an unexpected gift for her.

He packed up the projector, re-opened the lamp, set the chair, and looked out the window: "It's very late, how long does it take to get back to the dormitory from here?"

"Not less than fifteen minutes." She picked up her bag.

"I will send you," he said simply.

When I went downstairs, he followed her. Suddenly she stepped on the old, loose planks. The feet were awkward and the center of gravity was unstable. One hand behind her helped her in time because the light was very dark and the accident was too late. The position of his support was somewhat biased, and she quickly realized that the place he was attached was the edge of his chest.

Obviously, he also realized that he had recovered his hand in time, but did not add a special embarrassment to let her avoid the embarrassment that deliberately stayed on the topic.

He just took back his hand and reminded her to be careful.

Out of the cafe, he sent her to the school dormitory.

Along the way, he didn't find any topic. Enron kept an appropriate distance when she walked side by side. Under the streetlight, she occasionally looked down at the shadows belonging to them. His silhouette was straight and slender, and slowly extended on the road. At the next turn, she approached him and he didn't seem to notice her little move.

"I am here." At the gate of the dormitory, she said, "Thank you."

"It should be that I said thank you, thank you for coming to the reading club and let it last until the last week."

"It’s a pity that it’s over.” She said, she took the bag and pulled out a piece of chocolate from it. "This is still for you, even if I already know that I bought it wrong, you don't like to eat such sweet chocolate."

He took it: "It’s not bad to eat sweet occasionally."

The more she said goodbye, the more she was dragging her. She stood in front of him and finally squeezed out a sentence: "I will have a chance to see you later?"

"What?" Her voice was covered up by a sports car that was not far away. He was not very clear.

"Nothing." She looked at his eyes that seemed to have been soaked in the moon, and said goodbye to him, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

When she entered the gate, he turned and walked back along the road, and when he put the chocolate into the jacket pocket, he accidentally touched a piece of paper and opened it. There was a string of telephone numbers and a line of words.

"This is my number. If you don't mind, you can write it down. If you mind, just throw it away."

He stopped and walked under the faint streetlights with only one glance, putting chocolate in his pocket.

After the washing of Bai Ziren, he returned to the table and a new message has been displayed on the mobile phone that has been waiting.

"This is my number. If you don't mind, you can save it. If you mind, delete it."