I first met Ayu in the winter of 2002. At that time, Daolang’s hoarse singing voice floated in the streets and alleys. His voice has the desolation of time, the texture of desert wind and sand, and an inexplicable sense of wandering and restless charisma!
His singing has impacted the eardrums of a generation, but it is not what I like.
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"Beauty, are you looking for a place to eat?"
Looking back, oh, what a handsome guy! I am a layman, and I like handsome men, especially handsome men who show their white teeth to me. There is really no reason why I cannot refuse!
"Okay!"
So I forgot that it was early in the morning. As for whether I have forgotten that I am a very good-looking young woman, I can tell you very responsibly. , I haven’t forgotten! If you were here, you would definitely be able to see my smug expression.
Later, I learned that this very good-looking man was named Ayu.
Ayu lives in a single apartment with simple furnishings, a double bed, two chairs and a wooden dining table. The room was clean and tidy. On the dining table, I also saw a rose in a beer bottle. It was in bud and had a light fragrance.
Ayu said that it was left by his girlfriend. When he said this, he glanced at it casually, showing no emotion.
I pinched the bud gently, it was fleshy and felt very soft.
Looking around, there was no trace of a woman. Except for the roses that I had kneaded, proving that there was a mistress here, there was nothing else.
There is a painting on the wall, which depicts an old woman with a vicissitudes of life and withered fingers. I don't understand painting, and I don't know its artistic value. I just think the painting is weird. I looked at it carefully several times and didn't see anything strange about it. Ayu saw that I was staring at the painting and couldn't take my eyes away, so she came over and stood side by side with me, reaching out and handing over an opened bottle of drink. I took it and played with it casually. Suddenly I remembered those spiked drinks in TV series, and I was hesitant for a moment.
Seemingly sensing my hesitation, Ayu turned her head and smiled at me.
"The prevention system has finally been activated?"
In his smile, I seemed to be poisoned, and I unconsciously raised my hand to take a sip, but I couldn't taste the taste. , Ayu took the drink in my hand and brought it to his mouth. While drinking slowly, he turned his head to the painting and asked, "Do you like it?"
I stared at the bottle in his hand, I don’t know whether to remind him: I drank from that bottle. In the end, nothing was said. It was better to be embarrassed by one person than by two people.
"My girlfriend painted it." After saying that, he turned around and found two buckets of instant noodles and handed me one. "We agreed to come to my house for dinner."
So, I The acquaintance with Ayu ended in a bucket of instant noodles. There is no ambiguity of mutual affection, no one-night stand as you think, and no pure chat under the quilt as I said!
Yes, I like Ayu's appearance, but I don't like his speech, although he doesn't talk much to me. Don’t ask why. If you meet a person of the opposite sex who is attracted to you and mentions his significant other six times in three sentences, I don’t think you will ask me why!
I thought that this kind of chance encounter should end like this, whether it was something or nothing, it should dissipate into the sky and earth with the morning mist. If it hadn't happened later, I would have really forgotten that night that was not romantic.
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When I first met my beloved, it was snowing in the sky, and Dao Lang’s poem "The first snow in 2002 came later than usual..." < /p>
There were no pedestrians on the road, and of course there were no people shopping. My husband was sitting in front of the glass display window of a clothing store, lowering his head and applying something carefully. Occasionally he would raise his eyebrows and think for a few seconds before lowering his head and continue. smear. To be honest, she is not beautiful. Her facial features are excellent when viewed separately, but when combined, they ruin everything. What attracted me was a portrait she had in hand, a portrait of a very handsome man.
"Did you draw it?" I asked, pointing to the portrait.
She said "hmm" softly without raising her head.
Only then did I notice what she had been doing. She was drawing, to be precise, she was drawing eyes. Large and small are scattered in the corners of the paper, open and closed, half-open and half-closed, sad and sad, everything I can think of or can't think of, you can see it here.
"Is this for sale?"
"No."
"I know him." For some reason at that time, I pointed at the painting said the portrait. Well, I actually saw him, that was Ayu's portrait.
The beloved man raised his head and looked at me carefully. Then he smiled, and his beautiful facial features suddenly came alive, like several beautiful little people dancing different dances.
"Do you know him?"
"His name is Ayu."
"He is Ayu!" The beloved man turned a ring on his hand and looked at Snow outside the window.
The snow outside is getting heavier, and Daolang's singing is floating in and out of the snowflakes, and the flying snow in the sky brings a chill to the singing.
"Sell it?"
"No!" My beloved shook his head, stopped the pen in his hand, turned the ring on his left middle finger, and then stared at mine. He tilted his head and smiled slightly and said: "If you want, I can use your hand to exchange it."
My fingers are slender and slender, and their pulps are round and small with a faint glint. My mother said that these hands were wasted on me. If I could change my face to a more pleasing one, I would definitely be able to get her a dozen golden husbands.
"My hands are just for decoration. I can't draw such a beautiful person."
"It doesn't matter." My husband took out a piece of white paper for sketching and quickly drew There are two hands painted on it, with a paper ring on the hand, the same style as the one on her hand.
I subconsciously took a step back. I had a feeling that as long as I nodded slightly, the hand on the paper would become mine. This feeling was strangely strong.
My beloved smiled again!
Suddenly, I thought of a sentence: If you are not afraid of ghosts crying, you are afraid of ghosts laughing. So I ran away and fled. I don’t know why I’m just afraid of her, her smile makes me feel cold all over.
3
The next time I saw my beloved was in the alley of Jiangnan. It was my first time to go to Jiangnan to see the old house of my grandma’s house that my mother told me about. She stood on the bluestone floor, gently rubbing the thick moss with one bare foot. The slanting and dense rain moistened the air, and the wind that swept through the moss raised the hem of her skirt and blew away the pear blossoms on her temples. She was standing on the bluestone floor, one foot covered with bright red nails gently rubbing the thick moss, the bright red and green eye-catching.
"Let me tell you a story..."
My beloved looked at the courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles, which was the dowry left by my mother to me.
"A long time ago, a young man and woman lived here. Like all men and women in love, they were in love with each other. Until one day, the man fell in love with another woman, and they began to There were quarrels, accusations and abuses, fists, kicks and sticks... and then the woman left, and the courtyard returned to its former peace." At this point, my husband stopped, turned around and smiled at me, his smile soft and peaceful.
I suddenly felt that she was very beautiful. Although she still had the same facial features and eyebrows, this time she reminded me of Ayu. Yes, that smile looks like Ayu!
"Later, people said that the woman was killed by the man. After all, someone saw him beating the woman through the half-open door. Later, the man began to miss the woman who left. The crazy longing made her He decided to leave a place full of feminine atmosphere, so the man left here and started wandering alone..."
"Later, the man met his first woman," the beloved man said in a low voice. He raised his hand and gently stroked his earlobe. "A woman has a pair of beautiful ears, and the man said they were a pair of ears that bring good luck... Later, the man met a second woman, and he said her mouth was very suitable for kissing... The fourth woman the man met had a pair of beautiful ears. Feet, look..."
My beloved lifted up his feet that were rubbing the moss and kicked them in the rain: "Look, they are so beautiful!"
I suddenly felt my wrists. It hurt so much that my hands couldn't hold the handle of the umbrella, so I could only let the umbrella roll up and down in the alley. It didn't stop rolling until it encountered a pair of delicate feet, crawling like a devout believer beside those delicate feet.
My beloved picked up the oil-paper umbrella and when he walked past me, the splash of water fell on my snow-white skirt, leaving shallow watermarks.
My wrist no longer hurts, and the pain just now was just an illusion.
The "squeaking" sound made by the plain white hands pushing the old wooden door quickly disappeared in the moist air.
"Come in."
I think I should do some good as a landlord.
"There should be a chair here." After entering the yard, the beloved man stood by the deserted flower bed, tilted his head and smiled.
Her smile was filled with sparkling charm.
I have seen these eyes before! Not behind the snowy display window, but in the painting of the bachelor's apartment. I finally understood why I thought the painting was weird at the time - the old woman in the painting was smiling with a pair of youthful and charming eyes.
4
That was the last time I saw my beloved. No matter how I looked, I could only see a pair of eyes. Watching her follow Ayu, I gradually became clear about her ears, mouth, and... Nose... those facial features on her face were like trapped animals in a cage, moving violently. After a long time, she seemed to be tired, and gradually she settled in the right position and stopped moving, making her look very beautiful. However, she was only beautiful for a moment, and then she aged rapidly, leaving only a pair of eyes that still smiled charmingly...
That old appearance was finally fixed in Ayu’s bachelor apartment...
When I woke up, I was lying on the dusty table. Fortunately, there was no lover beside me. Otherwise, I just had such a dream, and I really don’t know how to face her without scaring myself.
I raised my numb hand and rubbed my eyes, and then I saw an extra ring on my right middle finger...
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After that I have never seen my beloved again, including in my dreams...