Extra: A Glance for a Thousand Years one
Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd, I can never forget your face.
——Hanako Yin
Later, I often wondered when and why that person quietly sneaked into my heart, set up camp, and stayed there for years?
The answer is just four simple words - love at first sight.
Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd , I can never forget your face since then.
And that stunning encounter happened one evening a long, long time ago.
It was a gloomy weekend, with dark clouds overhead, foreshadowing an impending storm. When I came out of the stadium and passed by the largest KTV in the city, I ran into that group of chattering girls, and she was standing among them.
At a young age, with bright eyes and white teeth, he is independent and aloof.
I recognized her at a glance. Her name was Song Xihe, and she was the famous school beauty of Baisha School.
If you think that just this one glance can make me worried, then you are totally wrong.
At that time, I was quite arrogant and always looked down upon those girls who were only pretty. Therefore, I just watched her say goodbye to the group of girls and left in a taxi. Even after she left, when those girls were talking bad about her, I just smiled and sighed to myself: "Pathetic school beauty classmate."
It was at this moment that the raindrops began to fall heavily on our heads.
I hid under the eaves next to me, and the group of girls who didn't have time to leave also crowded over and continued to slander the person who had been smiling at me the moment before without any scruples.
"See? No matter how great Song Xihe is, she is still a pitiful person. She has no family to accompany her on her birthday, and she had to drag us along to celebrate."
"That's right! What's the point of showing off in school? If you can't even have a bowl of longevity noodles on your birthday..."
I couldn't stand it anymore, so I turned around and prepared to leave, but I saw Song Xihe standing not far away. She must have just got off a taxi, holding an unopened umbrella in her hand.
At that time, she was standing in the heavy rain, her face pale, like a porcelain doll that would break at the slightest touch.
She came back to give an umbrella to her "friends", while her "friends" were making fun of her.
I thought that, given her style in school, she would definitely come over and confront those girls, but she didn't. She just threw her umbrella into the trash can next to her and turned away in the rain.
In the heavy rain, her back, which was tried hard to be straight, made me feel inexplicably distressed, and I couldn't help but follow her.
I watched her walk into a noodle shop and order a bowl of longevity noodles, and then I watched her walk hesitantly in the pouring rain carrying the bag of longevity noodles.
If at that time, I had pretended to be just a passerby and walked past her in a few steps, and saw her tearful face, there would have been no story later, right?
But what I saw was a face with the corners of her mouth slightly raised and trying to smile, but it was just a smile on her lips, but it seemed to be able to dispel all the haze. I even heard her humming a song, "Happy Birthday".
A stubborn and pitiful girl.
I kept walking, but I hesitated. Should I look back at her? Should I make sure she was crying secretly in a place where no one could see? What I didn't want to see the stubborn person crying silently was the last thing I wanted to see.
As she was thinking this, the rain slowly stopped and the sun peeked out from behind the clouds. A ray of sunlight fell on her body, warm, like her smiling face.
I turned around without hesitation, but there was no trace of her behind me. As if I was bewitched, I went back the same way without thinking, looking for her eagerly, and finally found her small figure in the park on the corner.
She squatted under a bunch of blooming peonies, tilted her head, squinted her eyes, and stretched out her hand to an ugly stray cat huddled in the flowers: "Meow, be good, come out, I won't hurt you."
Perhaps because she said this with sincerity and patience in her eyes, the kitten finally chose to trust her and walked out timidly from the flowers.
"Today is my birthday! Well, I have a bowl of longevity noodles, shall we eat together?" She slowly passed the noodles to the kitten with chopsticks. Seeing the kitten finally wolfing down the noodles after hesitating for a moment, a smile slowly spread from the corners of her mouth.
As the evening breeze blew, the shadows of flowers floated around her, but I felt that she was more beautiful than the graceful peony.
In the evening when the weather was clear after the rain, in the shadows of flowers with a faint fragrance, a man and a cat were watching over a bowl of longevity noodles and eating them with gusto. I suddenly lost my mind.
When I came back to my senses, I realized that I had curled up the corners of my mouth involuntarily. As long as she was okay, it would be fine. I turned around and prepared to leave, but suddenly I heard her sobbing.
She said, "Little cat, because you are not a rare breed, no one wants you, right? Why are all people like this, only caring about appearance? Because I am prettier than them, so none of them are willing to be my real friend... It doesn't matter, I don't care whether you are a rare breed or not..." She sniffed and said, "You are willing to be my friend too, right? This way, there will be someone to accompany me to eat longevity noodles in the future..."
Her voice became lower and lower, and was finally drowned out by the sound of the wind.
I stood there in a daze, afraid of disturbing her.
Through the flowers, I could only see her thin back. But I knew she must be crying, the kind of silent and fierce crying. Like a wounded little animal, hiding in a corner where no one can see it, silently licking its wounds, and then appearing in front of everyone the next day with its fangs and claws bared, never showing its wounds to others.
She is so lonely and stubborn, it's really pitiful! She is so stubborn, it reminds me of a flower I am familiar with, white canthus, a kind of wild rose, no matter its appearance or smell, it is nothing special, but it is stubborn and persistent and blooms all over the mountains.
I want to walk over and tell her that every day and every year from now on, I can be with her, be her friend, and eat longevity noodles with her.
But I know that she, who is so proud, would never allow anyone to see her crying.
I left quietly, but my mind was full of her trying to smile with her lips bent. I thought I was sick, but later, I realized that this is what is called love at first sight.
Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd, I can never forget your face since then.
