The person I loved most 1
This winter is nice, but the boy is not around.
——《Winter would be nice if you were still here》
Flowers in spring, moon in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter.
This is probably the most beautiful scenery of the four seasons. It would be great if you could enjoy all these beauties with me.
"Winter Would Be Nice If You Were Still Here" is the most regrettable youth-themed manuscript I have ever written. Why? Because they are both still alive, they clearly love each other, and they clearly can sacrifice their lives for each other, but they just missed each other.
As a bystander, it is just an insignificant thing. But if you are the protagonist of this play, you will know that "choice" is the most difficult thing in the world, and "giving up" is the most painful thing.
Su Qingxin was extremely horrified when she heard Wei Ran say, "Su Qingxin is stupid and confused. I will make her obey me first and then dump her to feel good." Anyone else would fall into disappointment and despair. She thought that only Wei Ran could save her in this world, but at this moment, the young man had already "given up" on her.
Perhaps from this moment on, the so-called fate between them has been severed, and no matter how much they like each other, there is no going back.
It has been six years since Su Qingxin left Wei Ran. In six years, a tree's growth rings will increase by six, not to mention the changes in the world.
The story I am going to tell next also started in those two years, and it is no different from the regrets of Su Qingxin and Wei Ran.
The heroine of the story is a friend of mine. In 2011, she was still an uneducated sophomore.
Zhang Weiyao is a young lady, a young lady who is uneducated but still has a lot of pocket money.
He is impulsive, slightly arrogant, and not particularly popular.
When she was filling out her college entrance examination application form, she was not thinking about her favorite major, but about having a romantic love affair like in an idol drama in college.
She came to Changsha to study as a freshman in 2010 and was still single in 2011.
"Hey, Zhang Weiyao, you haven't found a boyfriend yet?" Her roommate "laughed" at her while putting on makeup.
Zhang Weiyao was lying on her bed in the dormitory, playing the Fruit Ninja game on her tablet with her fingers, and said with a straight face: "What do you know? I'm waiting for my lover! Waiting for someone I can be with for the rest of my life!"
"It's funny." My roommate said, "Who takes dating so seriously nowadays?"
Zhang Weiyao raised her eyelids with an indifferent look on her face. After a while, she threw the tablet away, got into bed and started playing with her phone. It was really boring, and she didn't have many friends to chat with, so she refreshed her QQ space and Moments over and over again, but it was still boring.
Zhang Weiyao sighed in bed, and her phone interface remained on WeChat.
With nothing to do, she stared at the "drift bottle" on WeChat for a long time, then slowly opened the drift bottle and wrote a literary poem in it:
When drunk, I don’t know that the sky is in the water.
Then, her cell phone started ringing. Zhang Weiyao took a glance and found that most of the messages were "What does it mean?" "Hello, beautiful." "Beauty, do you want to play with me?" and meaningless animated pictures.
"How can these people be so ignorant?" Zhang Weiyao couldn't help but complain.
Just when she was about to turn off her phone, she suddenly received another message in a bottle:
The boat is filled with sweet dreams that press down on the starry sky.
Zhang Weiyao saw this reply and became interested, so she continued:
So many people paid attention to me, but you were the only one who replied with the last line of the poem.
The other party said:
Really? That's a coincidence.
Zhang Weiyao thought for a while and said:
Let's chat for a while, I'm so bored.
The other party said:
Sure, but only for twenty minutes. I'll be busy with other things after twenty minutes.
Zhang Weiyao smiled and said, Twenty minutes, that’s enough.
The message the other party sent back was full of gentleness and gentlemanliness. Zhang Weiyao hid under the quilt and chatted with the other party while laughing. She said:
Brother, don't work too hard. I worked all night on a web design a few days ago, but not only did I not get enough rest, I was also scolded by the teacher for not doing a good job. Don't let the teacher catch you.
The other party laughed:
Haha, the teacher can’t catch my pigtails.
Zhang Weiyao:
So what are you going to do later?
The other party said:
Do the laundry. The clothes that have been piled there for a week are time to be washed.
Zhang Weiyao covered her mouth and laughed:
Then go and wash now, I won’t disturb you.
Zhang Weiyao turned over and put her phone on her chest. She knew that as a girl, she shouldn't be too enthusiastic. It was fun to chat with this little brother. Unlike those superficial men, she liked it.
During the first chat, Zhang Weiyao found out that the other party seemed to no longer be a student and was currently single.
A few days later, Zhang Weiyao went to check again and found that the other party had not deleted her.
She started to send messages to the other party with her mobile phone:
Where does the saying “The human heart is a flower that falls without the wind blowing” come from? If you answer correctly, I will give you some candy.
The other party replied almost immediately:
I really can’t answer this.
Zhang Weiyao is unhappy:
Then I won’t treat you to candy.
The other party said:
It doesn’t matter, if you can’t answer, I’ll treat you to candy.
Zhang Weiyao's heart immediately rose again and she asked:
How to invite?
The other party said:
I'm buying candy for my little nephew, you can buy whatever you like while you're at it.
Zhang Weiyao felt as if she had really eaten candy, and her heart was filled with sweetness. She said:
I'm serious, I'm not kidding you!
Then, she sent the "friend request" and after a while, the other party passed the friend verification.
Seeing the other party's "authentic" WeChat, Zhang Weiyao immediately went to browse his circle of friends. The frequency of updating is no more than one post a month, and they are all a few literary jokes. The man named "Mr. Zhong" on WeChat left a good first impression on her.
After a while, Mr. Zhong sent Zhang Weiyao a few pictures with the following text:
Do you like these types of candies?
Zhang Weiyao pressed the voice button:
I like it. You can pick whatever you want. I can finish them all.
The other party also replied with a voice message, saying "OK" with a smile.
After a while he said:
Eat gently and don't gain weight.
Zhang Weiyao couldn't hold back her excitement when she heard his voice, and rolled around on the bed in joy. His voice was so nice, deep, powerful, and full of magnetism, with a standard and charming broadcasting accent.
Zhang Weiyao thought she seemed to have found a treasure.
Three days later, Zhang Weiyao received a package from Mr. Zhong. Inside was a variety of candies, with only two candies of each flavor. Mr. Zhong put a note in the package that read:
Eating too much candy is bad for your teeth, so just try it for fun.
Zhang Weiyao fell even more completely. She felt that this man was the best of the good men, and ordinary people would never find him even if they searched for him with a lantern for their entire lives, but now she had met him.
So, she secretly made up her mind to pursue Mr. Zhong.
Although Zhang Weiyao has no experience in love, she knows what men like. She plays hard to get and is willing but reluctant. In Mr. Zhong's world, she is as quiet as a dragonfly skimming the water, but the slight ripples she creates are unforgettable.
Mr. Zhong never rejects Zhang Weiyao's enthusiasm, nor does he lose patience. He is like a mountain spring in summer, icy and cool, making people feel particularly comfortable.
Later, Zhang Weiyao learned Mr. Zhong’s name - Zhong Han.
A pleasant name that is really like the sound of a mountain spring flowing through one's heart.
Zhang Weiyao's feelings for Zhong Han were out of control. She didn't know what kind of feelings Zhong Han had for her, but she was sure that Zhong Han had feelings for her.
Zhang Weiyao started talking about Zhong Han in front of her roommates. As they listened to her talking about this gentle man with such a happy face, they were jealous. Because they didn't like Zhang Weiyao, how could they sincerely congratulate her?
So my roommates started to pour cold water on me: Don’t be silly, the Internet is so illusory, why do you take it seriously? Be careful, it’s a scam!
Zhang Weiyao felt a little deflated and stopped talking.
She sat alone on the upper bunk, holding her phone in her hand, with a chat screen with Zhong Han. She thought for a long time before typing a string of text to ask him:
Zhong Han, do you think the Internet is really unreal and nothing can be trusted?
Zhong Han was sensitive to her mood changes and asked:
what happens?
Look, how attentive he is. This made Zhang Weiyao a little sad, but this sadness did not come from her roommate's targeting of her, but from Zhong Han's kindness to her.
Zhang Weiyao thought for a while before replying:
Nothing, just asking. What are you doing?
She changed the subject.
Zhong Han did not ask any more questions, but told Zhang Weiyao that he was preparing his luggage for a business trip. Zhang Weiyao asked him where he was going, and he said that he was not sure yet, and he just had to follow his boss.
Then, Zhang Weiyao didn't ask any more questions.
She thoughtfully thought that she should not influence Zhong Han with her negative emotions, but she did not expect that Zhong Han was more gentle and considerate than she thought.
It was the last day of 2011, December 31st.
Zhang Weiyao walked aimlessly on the street with her hands tucked into her coat. It was very lively tonight, but it had nothing to do with her. However, she did not feel lonely because she had an earphone on her ear and was talking to Zhong Han on the phone.
Zhong Han asked on the phone: "What is the difference between the New Year atmosphere in the south and the north?"
"I've never seen the atmosphere in the north, but in Changsha, the streets and alleys are all decorated with Chinese red. The lively atmosphere of the New Year will only become more boiling in the early morning." Zhang Weiyao blew a breath into her palms and rubbed them.
Zhong Han said with emotion: "I'm so envious. Taiyuan is so cold right now."
Zhang Weiyao laughed foolishly twice and said, "It's okay, just lie down in the room. I'll go to Orange Island to watch the fireworks later. Don't hang up the phone. I'll let you hear the sound of the fireworks."
"Okay." Zhong Han replied, gently and lazily.
Half an hour later, Zhang Weiyao arrived at Orange Island by car. Orange Island was very crowded that night, and everyone was waiting for the New Year's Eve fireworks.
"It's too noisy here, can you hear me?" Zhang Weiyao tried to find a place with fewer people. "It's okay, I can hear you. There are indeed a lot of people here." Zhong Han said.
Zhang Weiyao laughed out loud: "I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you this. I'm standing at the bathroom door right now! Hahaha!"
"How long will the New Year's Eve fireworks show last?" Zhong Han smiled slightly.
Zhang Weiyao checked her phone and said, "Right away, right away. There are only two minutes left. Listen carefully! It's very lively."
"Yeah." Zhong Han couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
The minute hand on the phone screen jumped two spaces, and rays of light slowly bloomed above the Xiangjiang River, with brilliant fireworks lighting up both banks of the river. Suddenly, the roar of the fireworks merged with the cheers of the people, and Zhang Weiyao shouted into the microphone on the earphone line: "Zhong Han, did you hear that?"
"I heard it." His magnetic voice came from the headset.
I saw that too.
In the dense crowd, there stood a slender boy with a crew cut and a slightly long face. When he smiled, the corners of his mouth curved into a thin arc. He was very handsome, the kind of person who looked gentle when not smiling, but had a slightly evil look when smiling.
The girl stood on a stone pillar outside the bathroom and almost jumped up.
He walked towards her and said, "Not only did I hear it, I also saw it."
"See?" The girl didn't know and didn't think too much about it. "Are you setting off fireworks there too?"
"What I saw was not fireworks." His eyes passed through the crowd and landed on her. "It was you who stood tall and tried to speak loudly to me amid the sound of fireworks."
Zhang Weiyao was stunned for a moment, and the surroundings suddenly became empty. She could only hear her heart beating violently.
She seemed to be unable to hear the noise around her, her eyes slowly explored the crowd, and finally fell on the boy who was walking towards her. The boy was tall and had a charming smile. She stood there stiffly for a moment, unable to move her eyes away.
Ding——a heartstring is gently plucked.
Zhang Weiyao stood on the stone pile, looking down at the boy who was walking towards her. Before she came to her senses, she felt that her hands and feet seemed to be out of control and were so stiff that she couldn't move.
"Zhang Weiyao." Zhong Han stood in front of her, calling her name gently.
Zhang Weiyao suddenly came to her senses at that moment, her feet slipped, and she fell off the stone pile. Zhong Han quickly stepped forward, and when his hand firmly grasped her arm, Zhang Weiyao jumped back as if she had been electrocuted, pushed Zhong Han away and ran away.
She couldn't believe it. Was that really Zhong Han? Was it the Zhong Han she had been chatting with on WeChat for half a year? When he stood in front of her, she could hardly believe her eyes.
As she ran, Zhang Weiyao slowed down.
Her reaction must have embarrassed Zhong Han, right? But when the boy whom he had never met but secretly loved really appeared in front of him, everything seemed unreal like a dream.
So, she ran away in a panic.
My heart was pounding like a drum.
Zhang Weiyao stopped and tapped her forehead in annoyance. She looked back, maybe she really had made a mistake, that person might not be Zhong Han, but someone who knew her but she didn't recognize him.
By the way, the phone hasn’t been hung up yet!
Zhang Weiyao hurriedly took out her cell phone and saw that it was still on the line. She held her breath and dared not speak again.
"I'm sorry for being so abrupt." Zhong Han's voice suddenly sounded on the phone.
Zhang Weiyao's heart was once again swaying as if it was hanging on a rope. Her fingers were grasping empty space, not knowing how to answer.
"Zhang Weiyao, turn back." Zhong Han said.
She was stunned again, and finally turned away with a stiff neck.
Zhong Han was wearing a knee-length grey-white woolen coat, with a long earphone cord extending from his pocket to his ear. His voice was still ringing on the phone: "If I were to appear in front of you in real life, you wouldn't feel that the Internet is illusory, right?"
Zhang Weiyao slowly opened her mouth in astonishment. Was it because of this incident that he came to this city? Could it be that he had carefully captured her unspoken emotions ?
"I'll give you some time to adapt. If you're ready after three minutes, you can come to me. If you're still not ready, I'll walk up to you." Zhong Han said gently, afraid that he would accidentally scare Zhang Weiyao away again.
Zhang Weiyao stood in the crowd, and everything seemed like she had just woken up from a dream. But after waking up, the boy in front of her was still standing in front of her.
This is probably the most beautiful dream, right?
Zhang Weiyao's eyes were moist, she choked up a little, and asked over the phone from a distance: "Why did you come here? You were on a business trip and..."
"Because I like you." Zhong Han interrupted her. Across the crowd, Zhang Weiyao could see the stars in his eyes.
"Three minutes are up." Zhong Han smiled and walked slowly towards Zhang Weiyao.
A long time later, Zhang Weiyao asked Zhong Han why he liked her.
They had clearly never even met each other.
Zhong Han said: "In most cases in this world, we have to know each other thoroughly before we dare to say we like each other. But you are different. You make my noisy and complicated life more comfortable. I like this kind of comfort. Therefore, I am willing to come to you. After we meet and know each other, we can consider whether to date together."
That day, Zhong Han traveled from Taiyuan to Changsha and stayed there for three days.
During those three days, Zhang Weiyao experienced for the first time what it felt like to date someone she liked. 3 days, 72 hours, 4,320 minutes, and 259,200 seconds, there was not a single moment when the corners of her mouth were not upturned.
Three days later, Zhong Han asked Zhang Weiyao: "Have you thought about it?"
Zhang Weiyao was a little unconfident and asked with her head down: "But I have many shortcomings. Will you tolerate these shortcomings of mine in the future? I'm afraid you can't stand these shortcomings and will leave me."
