A deep love: Thousands of stars are not as good as you

At three o'clock in the morning, I was awakened from sleep by an urgent knock on the door, and rubbed the red eye circles from crying.With sleepy eyes, he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at it, and it was still in the middle of the night.My mind was bombarded in an instant, and I woke up in an instant. I quickly turned on the small lamp by the bed, and sat up straight away.The knock on the door continued, I got up and went to the kitchen to pick up the rolling pin I usually use for self-defense, and walked towards the door step by step in the dark.

　I have to say that I usually write a lot of ghost novels, and my brain is easy to open. Although I know that there are no ghosts in the world, people's psychology will always imagine something terrible when they are afraid.For example, the thief who robbed the house, the ghost that came out of the corner suddenly, uh... Thinking of this, I shivered for no reason.

　I held the rolling pin in one hand and pressed the doorknob with the other, ready to subdue the gangster the moment the door opened.Thinking of the usual experienced writing experience, I can't help but secretly proud.Who said that writing novels is useless, the jokes in novels can always be used to save themselves at critical moments.

I made up my mind and closed my eyes slightly, afraid of seeing something terrible.The moment the door opened, I yelled and was about to hit him with a stick, "Ah...go to hell..."

　"Hello, baby Lin Xi, miss me." At the same time, Xu Yan's soft voice came.

　Hey, did I hear wrong?I stopped my hands and opened my eyes to see that it was indeed Xu Yan.

Well, fortunately she spoke in time, otherwise she was doomed to spend tonight in the hospital.

　I saw Xu Yan leaning against the door, standing in a charming pose, her curly hair hanging behind her, high heels on her feet, a white dress inside and a pink woolen coat outside, standing in the dark corridor. Under the light, a pair of delicate white legs were revealed, trembling as they stood.

To be honest, Xu Yan is dressed like this, I feel cold for her.It is now a severe winter season, and the temperature in Beijing is more than ten degrees below zero. Xu Yan, who is not afraid of death, even challenges the beauty of bare legs, not even wearing stockings. Isn't this looking for abuse?

　"Xu Yan, why are you here?" I opened the door, and while Xu Yan wasn't paying attention, I put the rolling pin behind the door, and pressed the light switch mounted on the wall beside the door, and the room suddenly became brighter.

　As I expected, the moment I turned on the light, Xu Yan, who was so charming just now, stretched out her hand and pushed me aside, "Oh, I'm going! My sister is freezing to death, Lin Xi, hurry up and put me away." Turn on the air conditioner to keep my sister warm."

I closed the door and helped Xu Yan to sit down on the sofa, "I don't have... an air conditioner here." Seeing that Xu Yan was about to come, I hurriedly said, "If you are cold, go to the bed to warm yourself. There are heaters here in Beijing. It's just that In the middle of the night, the heating should be turned off, you should rest first, and the heating will be on around six o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Forget it, forget it, I don't care about you." Xu Yan waved her hand, took off her coat, and walked towards the bedroom.

I turned off the light in the living room, locked the door, followed Xu Yan into the bedroom, and asked her, "Why are you here so well?"

"It's not because of you. You were crying on the phone during the day, which scared me to death. I didn't even have time to eat, so I flew to see you. How are you, are you okay?" Xu Yan He unceremoniously took out the pajamas from my closet and changed into them, then sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at me pitifully.

　I sighed, turned around and went to the living room, took out a few bags of snacks from the refrigerator, put them down in front of Xu Yan. "That's all. You can eat as you go. There is nothing to eat in the middle of the night. I will take you to eat hot pot tomorrow."

　Xu Yan didn't even look at me, picked up the snacks, tore open the packaging bag and ate them.While eating, he still didn’t forget to chatter with me, “Lin Xi, I checked yesterday afternoon. An Jinnian is a writer who has become famous in the United States in the past two years. The most famous one is “The World”. Yes, it is “The World”. Because this In this book, he is very popular, and he is very popular at home and abroad." Xu Yan talked about everything about An Jinnian, while I just sat aside and listened quietly. "Do you know what his pen name is? It's called "Yi Xi Nian". Memories of Memories, Lin Xi's Xi, An Jinnian's Nian. Didn't you say that his pen name clearly tells you that it commemorates Lin Xi and An Jinnian... "

Hearing this, my eyes dimmed slightly, with tears flickering in my eyes.So he sucked his nose hard, for fear that tears would fall if he was not careful, and he suffered a crushing defeat.

Xu Yan looked at me, reached out and patted my back, and comforted me, "Lin Xi, I have witnessed how you lived after An Jinnian left. Everyone has the right to pursue their own happiness, so, I saw An Jinnian yesterday, so I recorded that little video and sent it to you. I just want to tell you that An Jinnian still owes you an explanation. Whether you love him or not, you have waited for him for four years. In between, there should always be a break. But, you have to know that you can't wake up the person who pretends to be asleep, and the person who loves you won't leave. "

You can't wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, and you can't wake up a person who loves you. Yes, I should have understood such a simple truth. "Xu Yan, I'm so sad." I rushed forward and hugged Xu Yan's neck, put my chin on her arm, leaned on her shoulder, and began to cry bitterly.

These years, no matter how unbearable I am, she is always by my side who can understand my sadness and accompany me through the most difficult days.

After I came back from Jiangzhou, I shut myself up almost every day, locked myself in the room, refused to eat or drink, and refused to go out for half a step.When my parents saw me like this, they were so anxious that white hairs grew out of their black hair.It was Xu Yan, regardless of the long distance, running back and forth between Jiangzhou and Beijing, pulling me out of the dark swamp.During those days, how difficult it was, only I knew.

Later, I walked out of the shadows, moved out of the house, and rented a one-bedroom house outside to live in.I started to live alone, and occasionally my parents would come to see me and make me some delicious food.Xu Yan will also come to accompany me at a distance of thousands of miles.Sometimes, I am really glad that there is such a heart-to-heart and unrequited friend by my side.

"Lin Xi, don't be afraid, I'm still here." Xu Yan put down the snacks in her hand and patted my back lightly.

After crying for a long time, I wiped all the snot and tears on Xu Yan's back. I felt that it was almost done, so I let go of my hand, pushed Xu Yan away, and wiped the tears on my face fiercely, "Go to sleep." , It’s getting late, let’s talk about something tomorrow.”

Under Xu Yan's astonished gaze, I pulled up the quilt and pretended to be asleep.

Xu Yan sighed helplessly, put the snacks on the bedside table, turned off the small desk lamp, and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took until I heard Xu Yan's slight sound of sound sleep, and I timidly got out of bed and came to the living room.Turned on the computer in the dark and checked the time, it was almost five o'clock in the morning.

Click on the Sina Weibo page, and enter the three words "Yi Xi Nian" in the search bar.After a while, an anime character with a profile picture somewhat similar to An Jinnian's popped out.Click to enter, and I saw such a paragraph written on the top of his Weibo page
"After years of separation, it is the past
If life never meets again
　  why meet again

　 　How come we meet again"

After reading this passage, my heart skipped a few beats for no reason.It turns out that in this era of the fastest dissemination of information on the Internet, the distance between us is nothing more than acquaintances, and we keep passing each other shoulder to shoulder.

I use the mouse to press the attention lightly, open the dialog box, and then type a line
"Prosperity is over, Violet is safe for the year
Drunk lying in the willow forest, recalling the past

The old man returns, the past is thick
A mistake, a lifetime missed.

An Jinnian, did we miss it, or did we make a mistake..."

After pressing the send button, the message showed that the sending was successful, and I immediately turned off the computer again.There seemed to be some liquid slipping down from the corner of the eye, and it landed on the back of the hand with a "click", warm but cold, like a scar on the heart, which hurt when moved.