On the printed A4 paper, this letter reads:
Dear friends:
You'll never guess. This is a letter composed of words that have been in the author's mind for many years. I don't want to tell a straightforward story, and I deeply feel the shallowness of my brushwork. I have been tied to you unilaterally for several years, so I have seen many human feelings. Although I don't think you often think of me.
It is said that you are an honest boy. You have had nice curly hair since you were 13.4 years old, and the bangs on your forehead covered the small mole between your eyebrows. That is my favorite place, because it is not easily seen by the world, and because I once looked at it with cherish. I once touched that inch of skin very lightly and briefly when you were asleep. You don't know.
You are very clingy and close to your family, which doesn't match your age. You have known someone for three days and fell asleep on their shoulders during a spring outing. But you don't stick. You've known me for years, but now you're so distant from me that it's hard to hold my fingertips.
You are a lucky dog. You were born with a beautiful face. God's kindness to you is certainly more than that, because you have a hard-working and tenacious heart besides a well-proportioned bone. I have been compared with you more or less. Although I am confident that there are some places that you can't reach, it is still out of proportion in the eyes of the public. They said I was different from you. Dear friend, you should know that people have self-esteem. I should be angry or jealous of you, but I often think about what I look like in your eyes. You used to look at me with your most annoying expression, with pity and admiration, regardless of the external evaluation of me. I sit with you, just like sitting outside Yanmenguan with Zhu. I mistakenly thought that you worshipped me, and that pity was for me alone. It was not until later that things changed that you realized that it was just your nature. Anyone close to you can have it. So, at that moment, I looked at you, and your understanding was relieved, and pearls fell into the dust and were no longer precious. This is what I hate most about you.
Dear friend, I tried to play some word games to hide my true identity, but I think it's stupid to write it here. Maybe you have some guesses about the person who wrote this letter. Maybe you are too busy to get the answer. You are a person who contacts and communicates with everything in the world very smoothly. There is almost nothing you have never obtained. So, please take this letter as an ordinary wish. I wish you good health, success in your career and studies, and more awards in the entertainment industry. May your wine be light, your flowers beautiful, your loved ones love you, and you have no attachments. I hope if you forget it, don't think of it. A few years ago, you had an insignificant agreement with the same person in a certain city.
? You are sincere,
? Y
Ding is puzzled. This is a headless and tailless letter. The author seems to have known him for many years and has been watching him secretly. He meant no harm, but he was a little paranoid and difficult to understand. This ambiguity doesn't seem to come entirely from him, he is just a carrier, which inadvertently triggered many ideas in this person's chest. The writer may be very close to himself, but later he became distant. If he didn't guess wrong, that person should be ... but when I think about it, I think there are many illogical places. First of all, he has just known that man for a long time, and he is not alienated and embarrassed. Why did he write such a letter? If not him, is it him? Or him?
Thinking about it, Ding fell asleep in bed and woke up to find a man sitting at the table.
"Ding Ge, are you awake? Eat grapes? " This man's skin color is as white as his own, his body is thin and thin, and he smiles like a spring breeze man. Ding once called him: Qijia, Mark, Little Match.
"Will you help me wash it?" Ding asked while rubbing his eyes. "ok." The opposite person promised, and suddenly his mind was scratching, remembering that one day a few years ago, he washed a bowl full of cherries in the dormitory where they looked at each other.
Ma shook his head, leaving meaningless distractions in his mind and eating fruit with Ding.
"By the way, Cheng, I forgot to tell you that I met the man who didn't wait for you on your birthday and talked for a while."
"Did you see him? But didn't he say he couldn't catch the plane? "
There is a coolness between Ma Qijia's eyes. Without looking at Ding, he shook his head and said, "Maybe that's not why he can't come."
? "Oh ..." He hesitated for a moment and smiled and shook his head. "Maybe he is afraid of strangers. After all, he is a classmate of several schools in B city and has no acquaintances. True source Xiao and he have long been unfamiliar, and Xiang Hao didn't come. No, maybe he doesn't want to see Xiang Hao when he comes. Moreover, although it is a private room, it is inevitable that some people can't help but take photos and put them online, and then public opinion will be fired again. "
The horse was speechless. He thinks Ding has made too many excuses for this man.
Ding continued, "But I was surprised that day. Why did Yan Xuechang come? I have nothing in common with him in the past, and I have never written an invitation. He appeared in the private room with an invitation and toasted me. "
"How many invitations have you sent? Have you ever known them in your heart? It's said to be a private party, but it's very kind of you. Someone took a friend, and anyone who has a little friendship with you will come to the net. You should be quiet, but the birthday party turned out to be lively. What's the point of caring more about one person and less about one person? And he is your senior and experimental class, and there will be intersections in the circle in the future. "
Ding paused and said, "I'm just surprised that his friend came when I invited him." Ma Qi's family frowned. "His friend? You said Yan was his friend? Isn't his friend He Luo Law? Are you confused? "
Ding shook his head. "You probably don't know that he came to Beijing to audition for Xiao Xi, and that's when he met Yan. He went to Chuang 4 because his seniors and sisters recommended him, and Yan was his referee. "
Gherardini looked at the horse, I didn't expect this origin. From this point of view, maybe that person gave Yan his invitation, and it is very possible to invite him to the party.
He went to school in B city with Ding for half a year, but he has deeply felt that B city is a place where crouching tiger hides dragon, especially in B school and Z school, two top performing institutions in China. Everyone is planning the future, weaving an airtight net. He and Ding went to different schools, but they were still in the same place. He is still a friend of his humerus, and it seems that he hasn't changed for so many years. He should be content. Dante is always surrounded by new people, or unreasonable people, or has other designs, and the circle is big. Ma Qijia often thinks about it and sometimes feels bored. In fact, everyone has some hidden diseases in their hearts. In fact, Huang Yuhang, who was in B city that day but didn't go to dinner, went with a sarcastic attitude, but in the end, he killed one thousand and lost eight hundred, and didn't get much benefit.
The mobile phone is on, it's a WeChat. The man's note is written in two words: Wen Jia.
Ask Ding if he has received a birthday present. It's a limited pair of sneakers for Artie this year. He assumed that Ding had no reason not to like it. He is still in his hometown of Shenyang at the moment, and he has something to do at home and school, so he hasn't come to B. Although Song Wenjia is also a member of the film and television department, he still can't get much resources in the final analysis. Over the years, people have looked at the peak film and television department of that era and also seen some patriarchal attitudes. It is said that the most popular person above seems to be Princess Tong Er of big princess in the film and television department. Needless to say, big princess has never lost resources in Xiaohua. Song Wenjia University studied Shen Yin at home, but he didn't feel anything wrong. He happily lived a life not much different from that of ordinary college students, and he happily studied until his sophomore year.
He used to be an airborne soldier under a false name and had an accident in a daze. Lose weight, practice singing and then practice dancing. The northern accent is abrupt in the south, but the momentum is not diminished. When he first saw Ding, he thought he was too thin, so he pinched it into the bone. Later, he looked at how all the people around him were so thin, especially horses, like bamboo poles. When eating, and Chen Xida looked at each other with bowls of vegetables, watching Ding and Ma on the other side try their best to gain weight, urging each other to add meals, and felt bored.
All three of them like to be around Ding, because he is a qualified, kind and attractive teenager. Chen Xida is from worldly desires. The horse actually paid attention to another person for a while. Song Wenjia is reckless but not rude. Ding hit it off with him.
They filmed "Missing" and performed a script of brotherhood. Ding was mean to him in the play and wanted to get it back outside the play. He jumped on his back while playing. He carried him up the stairs and walked steadily step by step.
I don't have a close relationship with horses, but I'm more like a colleague. He is a straightforward person. He looked at the horse like a counselor in the Three Kingdoms. He treats people well, but he doesn't care. He didn't take it to heart, and felt that there was nothing wrong with being a friendly colleague as long as there was no contradiction. Until that day.
7 19, an inexplicable day, ordinary people live an ordinary life, and the world of ten people is turned upside down. There is a lyric in A Dream of Red Mansions: You can't part in a blink of an eye. Ding's eyes were swollen and exaggerated, and the horse looked depressed but still held on, while the others kept their minds to themselves and said nothing. Song Wenjia was puzzled. Just as he didn't think clearly why he came, he didn't think clearly why he left. He stayed quite comfortable, got some friends with his northern accent, went to several cities, and then got used to eating in Chongqing Xiao noodles. But why are there so many in the world?
He looked at Ding. His eyes are ugly, red, swollen and tired, unlike when he first saw them. He later learned that he was a little scholar who had an absurd dream. He never thought about the future carefully, nor did he expect himself to be the best one. He was accused of airborne identity for no reason, and in the end he could only be regarded as someone else's wedding dress. Survivors under the survival of the fittest may not be able to choose for themselves, nor do they have to witness the embarrassment of witnesses, but once they are in the bureau, how many people will be allowed to do it themselves?
"Ah! Ding Chengxin! " He patted him and pretended to be relaxed and indifferent. "I want to go home to see my grandparents. Take care of yourself. Anyway, they are all brothers. You can come to Shenyang to play with me when you are free. " Ding seems not to hear.
"Marco, you also take care." Ma Jigu nodded at him.
That's it. I should move or not, but once I move, I immediately rush to my head, ashamed that I am not as good as others and can't be a strong frustration of those who stay behind. Coupled with the body temperature that he fell on his back that day, love and hate in that play are thicker than water, and they are all regarded as a dream. Wake up and get out. It's not a mess.
Ding was actually a very insecure child when he was a child. His parents went to work in the city and entrusted him to different teachers' homes. While others are trying to have fun at their parents' knees, he has begun to learn to clean the house before the teacher leaves work. It is inevitable that a little man will splash out with a basin of water. Although the lovely and sensible harvest is care and love, but after all, it is a sponsor, compared with others, there are many places that can not be taken care of. When his parents came back for the New Year, he looked at them and couldn't help being angry. The little man turned his back and deliberately didn't go to see his parents who missed him. Later, because no one had time to take care of him, there was a less serious accident. His parents' pity and guilt were hard to restrain, and his family conditions gradually improved. Finally, he was taken to Chongqing and raised by him. Later, he became famous for a long time. Posters were hung on the high buildings, and trophies were won back on the podium of major awards. Then he recalled his childhood experience as a joke.
When I was young, I entered the peak of the times. I was ignorant, but I finally had a branch to follow and met two people with far-reaching influence. One is his most admired predecessor, Karry, head of the first group of cultivation department. He was born rich and handsome,
Be strict with yourself, not angry and arrogant. Ding's admiration for him is increasing day by day. Karry also likes him, stroking his forehead and teasing him with a bowl of jiaozi. However, Ding knows that that love has brought the majesty of the predecessors to the younger generation, and the gap with him has been established, even after more than ten years. What's more, this elder brother is a close friend of his, traveling with the same surname, and his friendship is killing and growing in the noise. As for the other party, there is actually no need to mention it. Because later, the abusive person was accepted, and the treacherous person also admitted it. He has been out of Ding's circle for several years, and Ding suddenly feels as if he has never understood him. He may have complained, hurt and hated, but there is no need to exist. The world misunderstood, some sad, fragile and ill-fated names were put on him, and his heart was broken only when he heard them occasionally. He used to be so headstrong, coquettish and crazy around that man. The first time he permed curly hair, he put his palm on the top of his hair and stroked it. The first time he flew on a "business trip", he felt that the small table on the plane was very hard and leaned against the generous shoulder of the man. He has never seen a better and more decent person than that man, but has that man ever been seen? But I used to hold the title of "monitor" for nothing, but I was loved by some children. But later, I was just too easy to fold and too embarrassed to be strong. It's one thing to understand when he's gone, but it's another to look elsewhere. Hate the treacherous situation in this game, hate that they are not ordinary teenagers, hate him, hate that he is leaving. When I think of him later, I feel nostalgic. There is not much resentment, only faded old film. It seems that after several lifetimes, they sat on the rooftop and danced together, and the troubles at that time were so insignificant.
The world often likes to compare the horse with the man, but in Ding's view, they are like pines and cypresses, like pruned bamboo. Pines and cypresses have experienced wind, frost, rain and snow, and bamboo forests are calm in Maolin. He is like a warrior, coming and going in the shadow of blood, and like a counselor, strategizing at the warp and weft. If one person's arrival wants to completely erase the trace of another person, then there are only a few people left in that person's life.
The turning point in the relationship between Ding and Ma was his debut in the summer of 19. He competed with him for the position of captain. Ding had been feeling uneasy for a few days before he left. He went to the company to open the door and met Yan who came in, thinking that the world had collapsed like last year's 7 19. Ding is not so embarrassed. Embarrassed, he ran into a mixed plot on He's face. Although he knows that life is like a play, TV plays are not like this. So he pretended not to see it and said that he felt nothing. Ma played dumb and asked if you knew each other. Ding tried to cover his mouth.
Ding flew all the way to Korea in a daze, but fell ill because of fatigue and acclimatization. His stomach trouble is the root of his illness, because he was not with his parents when he was a child, and his diet was not carefully taken care of. Young people are in good health, even if they have stomach pains occasionally several times a year, it is not a big deal. But this time, it seems a bit serious. Ding wrapped himself in a quilt and pressed the pain with his elbow. Something seems to be tearing in my stomach. He vomited twice and only felt more pain. The horse stood by the bed, a little at a loss. In fact, before they boarded the plane, they were a little embarrassed with each other because they knew there seemed to be a confrontation between them. In addition, he was confused and asked something he shouldn't have asked, but Dante ignored him all the way. He felt his sweat-soaked forehead and frowned. The horse put his palm on Ding's abdomen and rubbed it tentatively and gently, and Ding trembled all over. The March family are too scared to take the next step. He opened his eyes, looked at him and managed to squeeze out a smile. He said, "Nothing ... don't touch me yet, it will hurt even more if you rub it ..." Ma Qi's family knew this and smiled apologetically.
On the bus to the hospital, Ding curled up in the back seat, closed his eyes and put his hand on his stomach. Ma Qi's family stretched out their hands but dared not touch him, only touching a fragile object. He found himself in a panic. He has always been a calm person, and family education taught him how to hide his emotions prematurely, but I don't know why he took off his disguise in front of Ding and became an open and frank person. At the moment, the pity in his heart has overwhelmed all other thoughts in his mind. If he won't fight for the position of captain, won't fight for the first place, will forget fame and fortune, and only join hands with people he cares about, is it also a choice? The next second, with a self-deprecating smile, he was in the game and he had no choice at all. When will you be so stupid?
"For stomach cramps caused by acute gastritis, hang two bottles of anti-inflammatory needle water first." STF who accompanied me to the hospital was busy all day, and his eyes were full of fatigue. I put the list aside, sat in the chair there, rested with my head propped up, and soon fell asleep. Because there is no bed, Ding can only sit in a chair and hang water, while the horse sits beside him. In a quiet space, no one speaks.
Ding brushed his mobile phone with one hand. In the circle of friends, a person who hadn't sent a message for a long time sent a picture and a sentence.
"Three years have passed and there are still three years left."
This is a color-coded picture with bridges, rivers and scorching sun.
Ding closed his eyes slightly, and a tear fell on the mobile phone screen without warning. The horse was startled again and said, what's the matter with you? Sad enough to cry? Ding gave him a push and said no, he was sleepy. The horse said to him, then you can sleep next to me.
Ding was seriously ill in south Korea, but he didn't recover as quickly as he thought. He knows that the most tormenting thing about stomach disease is not the acute pain during the acute inflammatory attack, but the long-term intractable dull pain across the chest and back. In order to recover his strength, he sometimes jogs alone in the garden in the morning, and nine times out of ten he will bump into Ma Qi's house. Ma Qi's family said that he just couldn't sleep, so he took a walk. Ding's only dissatisfaction with horses is that he is dishonest.
Later, it was the story of the first airborne summit in the history of the peak of the times. Ma Qi's family later heard that when the voting result was announced, his mother fell back in tears. He remembers his mother saying that he didn't put himself on the peak of the times earlier and took many detours for no reason. The horse followed Ding's eyes nervously, but the light there was not completely dim, but showed a deep and tired tiredness.
After that day, the horse stopped Ding, and they talked a lot alone. Ding said that he thought of a man of thirteen or fourteen. He will practice dancing with him in the opposite situation, and he will oppose his loss like a jury. He was once forced to coquetry and canvass, only remembering the moment of throwing caution to the wind and the gloomy eyes of that man. He thought he was angry with him, and then he realized that the man was angry. This rule has damaged Ding's self-esteem. He once shook off the man's hand when he was emotional, and later the man shook off his hand because of the noisy crowd at the airport. They are opposites, and together they oppose the system and rules. Competing and licking each other's wounds. The horse said to him, stop. I'm not here to hear your story. I want to talk about us. Ding said I know, I mean there is no contradiction between the position and the way of getting along. I don't care, so don't worry. Ma Qi's family said, you don't have to care. Ding said, even if you care, what can you do? Won't they be together day and night? So you don't have to bring anyone else? Later, both of them laughed. There were some questions, but there was no need to discuss them. In any case, in the future, I will still be in pairs, knowing each other and accompanying two people.
On the eve of his twentieth birthday, Ding met again in B city. In other words, the men's team is the third line, the dancers in the team, and Sun Yihang, a former member of Yi 'an Musical. The two talked briefly in the noise, and even the details of the past fell into the dust. They stopped exchanging ideas and even studied each other's experiences as bystanders. But in the final analysis, there is no great hatred. No matter how unwilling the heart is, it will always be smoothed by time. When he left, he gave me a birthday invitation. There seems to be an undercurrent when the fingertips touch.
There was a strange tone in the meeting, and no one paid attention to it. Juno Mak and Reykjavik, Zhou Guoxian.
"Please keep the agreement and fly to break the ice for me. The dust of the past buried that love, but the oath was not clear. "
He did, but he didn't keep the appointment. Perhaps, as the song goes, one person's obsession with Iceland's Covenant, another person actually misunderstood it as Fukushima. At the end of the song, it is a question and a relief. The singer asked himself, "Who can go on an expedition ten years later for yesterday's love?"
A month later, Ding was so lucky that he deciphered the strange letter signed by Y and flew to Chongqing that day.
The company's address has already moved out of the yangtze river international office building, and there is no security guard swearing downstairs to catch an illegitimate child. Nanbin Road is long and quiet. In Ding's mind, I somehow flashed back to Roy when I was young and sang a song with a tender and green voice. Hongyadong was brightly lit, and it suddenly occurred to him that at that time, he took his horse to visit Chen Xida for the first time, and the scene of their mutual courtesy was indescribable. Passing by the Copper Bureau, a year and a month ago, a group of frolicking teenagers were shooting a beautiful sand sculpture short play on the basketball court. He went to many places and finally returned to Jiulongpo District. After visiting Yucai Gate, I finally came to Kowloon Riverside Plaza.
Countless scenes flashed back, countless clips replayed. He remembers sitting in the shade with that man and writing a note buried in a tree hole. Although too many people and things were separated by the torrent of years, after six years, he finally returned to the appointed place. He seems to be waiting for someone, and he seems to be wandering. The railings have been renovated and Weiqi has been dismantled. Only the river under Egongyan Bridge is endless.
There seems to be some noise behind him, or maybe all this is an illusion, only the cold river and his shadow stretched by the warm winter sun. He looked at the river without looking back and whispered, "I'm here for an appointment."
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