In the coffee house, Richard Clayderman's classic piano music was playing at this time - a beautiful melody dedicated to Alice, a romantic atmosphere, a dreamy and detailed mood, I saw that Jing seemed to be intoxicated by a person's reverie, so I asked softly, "Do you like this?"
”"Hmm," Jing looked up at me with autumnal eyes."
Do you come often, then?""
How many times have you been here" "This place is very atmospheric, so you come alone, don't you feel lonely?"
”I'm talking about it a little bit.Jing sighed slightly, "Only Fei'er has been with me," my heart suddenly tensed, "Who is Fei'er?"
”Jing glanced at me, no longer the cold ice of the past, "She's a best friend of mine" "Oh!
”I let out a sigh of relief, and my heart fell back into my stomach.Jing seemed to understand what I meant, and asked, "What about you?"
”Without thinking, I said, "I'm alone and have no one to accompany me, and besides, I don't understand the blues of this petty bourgeoisie," a slight smile bloomed on Jing's face.I continued to trick the little white sheep like a big bad wolf: "I heard that it feels good to fall in love in a coffee house, right?
”Jing didn't look at me, and said lightly, "I haven't been in love, I don't know!"
”O∩∩OHehe, I couldn't stop smiling on my face, looking at Jing with happy eyes, she is so pure and beautiful, a spotless fairy, is my precious lifeline, I seem to be looking at the most precious treasure in the world.Jing was embarrassed by my eyes, Xiao Qin Shou lowered slightly, looking at Jing's coquettishness, I really wanted to kiss her, and kissed until I was suffocated......
Walking out of the coffee house, a cool moon drilled out of the clouds to see what kind of joys and sorrows will be staged in this cold night of this city.The silence under the cold moon is a little trembling, is the air conditioning in the coffee house too full?
Or is it a bit of a cold spring today?
A cold wind blew, and Jing hugged her arms tightly.Without much thought, I took off my coat and draped it over Jing's shoulders, gently smoothing Jing's clothes.Jing didn't speak, her head kept down.After a long time, Jing raised her head and saw warmth in Jing's gaze for the first time.Under the dim street lamp, an old wooden wonton stew is burning with firewood, and the rising smoke brings a wordless warmth.I've always loved this quaint wonton stew stall with a firewood fire, but now it's hard to find it in the metropolis, and it's only happened at night.Whenever I see it, it evokes the joy of my childhood.This kind of happiness, how I want to share it with the person I love the most, Jing!
Jing's ancestral home is Suzhou, Jing's childhood was raised in her grandmother's house in Suzhou, which is a closed military compound, which is also half a military camp, relatively speaking, Jing is much simpler than the children who grew up in society.How I hope that the quiet of my third life of love can be a childhood sweetheart!
My stillness, my love!
On this cold night, how I wish you could join me for a bowl of wonton stew!
The happiness that can only be found with a lover, that is definitely not the meaning that a bowl of wonton stew can express!
At this time, my eyes are really a little moist, the quietness of my three lifetimes, can you really understand me?
I've always had a dream, probably when I'm in the third grade of elementary school, to have a girl who will go home with me when the sun sets.Of course, at that time, I didn't know what love was, but I longed for a girl with colorful brilliance, or a fairy, and in that golden childhood, I felt that she was always by my side.I've been wondering who she really is?
Was she in the fifth grade that I didn't know about?
Or is she in the second year of junior high school?
Or was it her in her first year of high school?
This question is gradually becoming clear today, and on the road of girl's love in the past, it is so that I can finally find her in front of me!
The person in my heart, the only angel in my life, Jing.I asked my boss for two bowls of wontons and sat down on a small, narrow wooden stool.On the rocking wooden table, steaming wontons have just come out of the pot.Picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup, not bad!
It smells like childhood.looked at Jing: "Jing, you can take a sip too!"
”Jing didn't move, just looked at me quietly, and later learned that Jing never eats at roadside stalls, Nanjing people eat chaos and usually ask: Do you want chili oil?
Nanjing dialect is the pronunciation of English I love you......
O∩∩O haha.I looked at the beautiful Jing: "Ioveyou" smart Jing ignored me, just looked at the wontons in the bowl and seemed to think about something.On the way back, we chatted intimately and talked about the laughter of childhood.Jing gave me her phone number, and Jing said that it was the first time she had given her number to a guy herself.I know what this means, I know that Jing has opened the door of my heart to me, I know that Jing has accepted me, I know that our hearts have been united since then, I love you, my Jing, you are my life, you are all I have, because of you, my life has become bright, because of Hongchen with you, I am not afraid of death......