In front of him was Kona coffee from Hawaii, holding a German Parker pen, wearing an Italian Versace, and a Longines ticking on his wrist. That's who I am now, an incredibly successful architect. Everyone saw my success, everything I had, but only hadrons knew what I had lost.
A minute ago, my sworn enemy Qiangzi from college called me, and he told me that the girl named Lin Ying was divorced. Lin Ying is my ex-girlfriend and my last girlfriend. Five years of love run, we all lost a defeat.
Knowing Lin Ying was on the way to school in my freshman year, and I suddenly found that I only remembered such a vague time, as for how to meet, know, and fall in love, there is no way to trace it. Even how touched and warm she has given me, and what kind of romantic dating I have created for her, I can't find a trace in my memory. Time is like a millstone, and even the most beloved appearance will be crushed and scattered in the wind.
The most memorable thing is that we look at each other through the thick glass curtain wall, I am inside, she is outside. I remember it was raining that day, and finally she turned and walked into the rain, her back was more gloomy than the rain at that time. That later became my haunting dream for countless nights, but at the end of the dream, I hugged her tightly through the glass curtain wall.
Lin Ying and I are both locals and belong to the same department, I studied architecture, she studied interior design, in the words of Hadron, the two of us are a godsend. It seems that we have never had an argument, let alone a breakup like other couples, and the only breakup in my memory was when she was halfway around the world, crying that we would never go back.
That night I asked my mentor for leave and bought a ticket back to china. I think, how can such a big thing as a breakup be so irresponsible on the phone? Moreover, in this world, except for time, I don't think there is anything that cannot go back, even love.
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I spent thirteen hours on the plane thinking about a lot of words, but in the end, I couldn't say a word, because when I landed, only the hadron was waiting for me, Lin Ying did not come, and my enthusiasm was instantly extinguished, and then slowly cooled. That night, hadron drank with me all night and talked all night. The hadron said, "It's not who you give up on whom, it's you who give up your love." ”
Hadron is right, when we were like glue, we had agreed to study in the United States together, but Lin Ying repeatedly failed in the later TOEFL test, and finally, at the urging of my family, I decided to take a step first. It wasn't until the night I returned home because of the breakup phone call, when I was drinking with Hadron, that I learned that on the day I got on the plane, Lin Ying came home in the rain, and when she returned, she was seriously ill, and since then she has given up the TOEFL test, found an ordinary job, and started a dull life.
The next day I went to where Lin Ying worked, and when I met her, I found that she had changed. Wearing a shirt suit and wearing long permed hair, compared with the gentleness and femininity of that time, she now has a touch of mature charm and a strong point of professional women. On the other hand, I was wearing a casual sportswear, wearing a board inch, and I was still an ignorant student. At that moment, I began to believe that something really couldn't go back.
We had lunch together, during which everyone was very tacit and did not mention the breakup again, we still talked and laughed as usual, I said what I had seen and heard in the United States, she said that she was bored and bored at work, talking, the silence came as expected. At that moment I felt as if I shouldn't have come back.
That afternoon, Lin Ying took a leave of absence and sent me to the airport, just like the day I left, but this time there was no rain. Lin Ying asked me if I had anything else to say, I was silent for a long time, at that time my heart was full of mixed feelings, and finally only left a sentence of "take care of more", then turned around and walked into the waiting hall, this time, she looked at my back. Years later I learned that this time, I had actually pushed her away. Time passes like a white colt, and I have forgotten too many things in this gap, including our love.
In the next two years, I never heard anything about Lin Ying again, and there was no longer her content in the phone call that Hadron gave me, I thought that Hadron was afraid that I was sad and deliberately avoided her news. It wasn't until midnight that day, when my mother called, that I learned that Qiangzi had married Lin Ying.
After that, I threw myself into my studies and successfully obtained the qualification for early graduation, and after returning to China, I went to a Fortune 500 company, bought a house in the local area two years later, and took my parents to live with me, since then, I have nothing to do with the city with Lin Ying.
Until a minute ago Hadron said on the phone, "Come back and have a look." "I don't know if I should go back, but I do have an inexplicable urge in my heart. I thought that maybe if I went to the old place to meet the old people, I would be able to remember the old things that I had forgotten. Before I went over there I sent a text message to Hadron and told him I was back.
Unexpectedly, the person who came to pick me up at the airport was Lin Ying, and after many years, I still remembered in an instant that when I first left, she also sent me. She drives a white Audi, and the interior of the car is simple black, and only the pendant on the rearview mirror and the perfume ornament on the operating platform can still see a touch of her favorite pink of those years.
"Where are you going?" Lin Ying asked me.
"Take me around, I haven't been here in a long time." I thought about it, in this place where I was born and raised, I really don't have anywhere to go now.
Lin Ying did not talk again, the car was driving steadily on the road, the scenery outside changed, and the car was silent. It occurred to me that we had set foot in that square in the middle of the night, that we had shopped in that mall, that we had stayed on that overpass, that we had laughed on this road, that we had been under this piece of heaven and earth for a long time.
I finally remembered that I didn't bring my bag on the first day of school, and she thought I was a senior and asked me where I was registering, which was the beginning of our acquaintance. Later, when we joined the same society, I learned that we were still in the same department. On the night of the community gathering, she sang a song "The Only One", and a sense of fear suddenly arose in my heart, I was afraid, this song was sung to another boy, I couldn't help it, I cut the song to "You Are My Only", and the confession that night was surprisingly smooth.
I finally remembered the touch she gave me, I finally remembered those romantic dates, I finally remembered, those long days of our laughter, I finally remembered, before graduation, our last performance.
It was our own drama in the community, playing the story of the graduation season parting. In the play, I proposed to her to break up, and at that moment she suddenly changed her line, she said: "Time passes, how many years later who will wait in place?" After we have said goodbye, can we go back to the original point where we once met? On stage, she cried so seriously.
I can't help but think again that when she proposed to me to break up, I rushed back across the ocean, but I didn't say anything to her, I don't know if the hadron told her the news that I had returned that night, and now I don't want to pursue this, I only know that she finally asked me if I wanted to say anything, and I answered in silence.
The car stopped, I turned back, the familiar school gate was in front of me, but I knew that even if we returned to the original starting point, even if we were waiting in the same place, what happened was that it happened, time was like a carving knife, every second would be deeply imprinted in our hearts, unable to erase.
"We can't go back. But love you, I deserve it. I said this and got out of the car.
I revisited the campus, those places that have been visited countless times, the old garden is still the same, where is the old person? I thought of Qiangzi again, in fact, he loves Lin Ying more than I do, he can give up everything to stay with Lin Ying, and I can't do it. I chose to go to the United States, she chose to give up on me, the world is so fair, you choose a path, you have to give up a person.
When love is forgotten in time, don't rush to find it, forgive yourself, and just move on.
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