Just finished translating Cai Zhiheng's "I Like Her, But I'm Late", this novel was published in 2017 and is the twentieth anniversary of Cai's creation. I've been in love with his work since The First Intimate Encounter, I've been following him all the time, in a sense, I like him, but this time I'm also late.
Whether it is "The First Intimate Contact" and jht (Leper Cai) and the light love of the dancing Network, or the beauty and helplessness of the mistreamed relationship with Yuzi in "Raincoat", or the insistent opening dialogue in "Irish Coffee" late at night, the unfinished story and the gentle aroma of coffee, the encounter between a man and a girl in a foreign land, mixed with love and coffee desire. "Parasitism" is my favorite, but it is also the chapter that makes me most entangled, just like I am the "vegetable worm" who can't choose between love and being loved, and the whole person has unconsciously been substituted into it, and I can't extricate myself.
Intermittently watched "Night Rose", "Yi Shu and Ke Xue" and "Peacock Forest" and so on, but "I like her, but I am late" has not been completed until 2020. Please don't blame me, teacher Cai, although I am late, but my love for you has never changed. Just like the journey of pure love, sad and heart-warming, tangled and worried.
Each chapter can seduce the inner surge, and each paragraph can unlock the dust of memory. Who has no young and crazy, who has no love for the little youth. However, the flowers have a reopening day, and no one is any longer young. In every work, it seems that the traces of youth and the true meaning of love can always be found. O girl who was once in love, you are doing well now; once shy and ambiguous classmates, do you know that my heart is deeply hidden in my heart. I am now living happily, without any expectations, only occasionally reminiscing about memories, the journey of pure love that I once had.
Read "I Like Her, But I'm Late" again, with the same love and silence as ever. Love insists, loves silently and low-key, loves vaguely, waits until it is clear but has been missed. Although it persisted in the end to the end, it was also regrettable to be lost. Through many calculations, pig intestines have clearly liked the Chinese promoter, a sound of "Su Fen", a piece of money, and a small commissary to buy ice cream. This exclusive privilege is already obvious, but it is very strange, you will be timid, you will be scrupulous, there is no reason and reason. Inexplicably understand this feeling. There used to be a very good female classmate, and all the other classmates thought that the two of us were in love, but they were always avoiding it if they were nothing, questioning this feeling, nonsensical and childish. Let me hesitate to pierce this layer of paper between two people, the relationship has always been maintained if it is close and far, ending in the flood of the college entrance examination.
Whether it is fiction or life, it is the youth or naivety of youth that gives us the depth and breadth of memories, so that I can peel away in this complicated world and travel pure love.