together for a moment

After more than three hours of driving, Zhao Yimu returned to New Delhi Railway Station. When he left last week, he only carried a briefcase. He came back here a few days later, with an extra orange scarf around his neck that didn’t match his shirt—a gift from Nick. When he got in the car, he took a bag of colorful clothes, a small model of the Taj Mahal, and many, many memories.

It's different, he, Zhao Yimu, is also a person with a story.

He has sat in the SL train and threw a bag of rubbish to the vast land; he is like a college student, from playing in the dark to the stars and the moon; he has seen the Taj under the moonlight in the early morning and dusk Mahaling; his Christmas Eve was thrilling and unforgettable, and he also had a friend who shared weal and woe. He was gay, the first gay he knew, with a sunny personality but a little crazy, and a simple but cunning smile , his eyes are full of curiosity about the world, and the corners of his eyes and brows are hooked when drinking. His concept of love is very simple and very romantic. He said that the only condition for him to choose a mate is love.

Zhao Yimu returned to his four-star hotel. The clean bathtub and stable hot water soothed his fatigue from the journey. After taking a shower, he threw himself on the big white and soft bed and sighed comfortably, long live clean!Long live luxury!He still likes a comfortable and tidy environment, but now he can also live in a room of 800 rupees. Sometimes it is luxurious, and sometimes it is hard work. His acceptance has evolved into a rubber band level, with excellent elasticity!

Zhao Yimu took the model of the Taj Mahal out of the box. It was only the size of a palm, but the workmanship was very meticulous. At that time, there were several shops selling similar souvenirs. He didn't want to buy it at first, but the little boy in the shop was only 11 years old. At the age of [-], Zhao Yimu introduced his products in fluent English. Zhao Yimu thought of many excuses to reject him, and the little boy could resolve every excuse.

Too expensive?

It's okay, I'll give you half price.

Inconvenient to carry?

You can consider this palm-sized one, which does not take up much space, and our store provides perfect packaging.

Not special enough?

I can engrave the date and name on the base.

Want something more practical?

Sir, this is a memory!You can only look at the model and think about the beauty of the Taj Mahal.

"..."

As a lawyer, Zhao Yimu is usually eloquent, and he can think of ten rebuttals when others say a truth, but at that time he was choked up by the 11-year-old boy, and Nick was watching the show with his arms folded. Turtle, the one who couldn't stop laughing, laughed for a long time, leaning back and forth, gave a thumbs up to the little boy, and said, "Goodjob! If he doesn't buy it, I will buy it!"

In the end, Zhao Yimu and Nick bought one each, with the date and name engraved on the base, which became a unique souvenir to commemorate the laughter and happiness of that day.

The little boy didn't lie to him, he was indeed buying a memory.

The mobile phone next to him rang, and it was not Xiao Pei but his mother. Zhao Yimu pressed the call button: "Hello? Mom?"

"Hey, Mu Mu, I haven't heard your voice for a long time, everything is okay." Tang Qing spoke very excitedly, "Xiao Pei came to see me today and taught me how to call you, and I cooked a good table for dinner , Uncle Zhang also came over to eat together, he said that you will have good food in the future!"

It turned out that Xiaopei taught her mother how to make phone calls. Zhao Yimu said with a smile, "What do you eat? Let me tell you about it."

Mom reported several home-cooked dishes in a row, such as fried shredded pork with fungus, stewed tofu, fried yellow croaker, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which made Zhao Yimu's mouth water.

"Mom, did you hear the sound of me swallowing my saliva?" Zhao Yimu dragged the sound like a coquettish child, making his mother laugh.

"After you marry Xiaopei, you can eat it every day." Tang Qing said with a smile.

Recently, his mother has been urging him to get married intentionally or unintentionally. As usual, he responded humbly, and then said that he wanted to have a few words with Xiaopei.

"Hello? Are you full?" Xiao Pei answered the phone.

"I ate it. I just saw a stall selling crepes on the side of the road. The business is very good and the locals are buying them. I ordered one to try." Zhao Yimu said with joy, "It turned out to be wrapped with Indian spices. The Indian crepe with potatoes, called Dosa, was surprisingly delicious.”

"You would actually try a roadside stall?" Xiaopei said in an exaggerated tone, "I thought you were very hygienic."

"..." Zhao Yimu was stunned, Xiaopei was right, this was not something he would do in the past, so he could only sneer and say, "I didn't think too much about it, I just bought it after smelling the fragrance and looking delicious. "

"We still have to pay attention to hygiene. What should we do if we get sick abroad?" Xiaopei's way of speaking was exactly the same as that of his mother.

"I will be careful." Zhao Yimu replied smoothly with something that reassured her, "Xiaopei, thank you for coming here to accompany my mother and teach her how to make a phone call."

"What to say, it's all ... a matter of convenience." Xiaopei said.

"...Anyway, thank you," Zhao Yimu found that there was nothing else to say besides thanking her, "Don't stay too late, be careful when you go home."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Yimu was too lazy to move on the bed. He was thinking about what he and Xiaopei talked about before. Since when have they entered the stage of old husband and wife, although all the feelings in the world will eventually turn from dazzling to ordinary , but what if there is no spark from the beginning to the end, and the whole thing is flat?

Zhao Yimu recalled that when they first got together, Xiaopei once said that he hoped to date him "for the purpose of marriage", and fell in love because he wanted to get married. Zhao Yimu drew the other party into the blueprint of the future, neat and correct, and had a clear view.

After achieving the goal?The next goal is to have a child, and then to have another one, and then to hope that the son will become a dragon and the daughter will become a phoenix, and then the children will find their destination, and then what?

He fell asleep in a wild dream. In the dream, he was already gray-haired, and he was sitting in the small courtyard with Xiaopei, who was also gray-haired, making tea. He had nothing to do when he was old, so he turned to his wife and said, "If you want No, let’s go abroad, I’ve always wanted to take you to see the Taj Mahal, it’s so beautiful, do you want to go?”

"Oh, I didn't go there when I was young, but I still ran so far when I was old?" Xiao Pei declined him with a smile, "And don't forget, you have to do kidney dialysis every day, and you can't go anywhere except the hospital."

"!!" It took Zhao Yimu a few seconds to confirm that this was really a dream, and it was also a nightmare from the real side. The more he thought about it, the more he panicked. Could it really be like this if he walked all the way?

It is not a good thing to start a new week with a nightmare. Fortunately, he started working as soon as he joined the company. Both the government and the bank responded to the review opinions on the merger and acquisition application. It was noon when Raju patted him on the shoulder from behind to tell him to take a break.

At noon, because someone in the office had a birthday, Raju lavishly invited everyone to dinner to celebrate. They chose a restaurant specializing in South Indian cuisine, and all ten people in the office just sat at a long table.

The set meal was delivered on a banana leaf, and the rice, dishes and minced meat were all laid flat on the leaf. The Indians directly held the food entrance with their hands. Raju thoughtfully raised his hand and called the waiter to help Zhao Yimu get the tableware. But Zhao Yimu held him down and said no.

"I'll give it a try. It's the first time I eat with my hands. I wonder if it will taste better?" Zhao Yimu said.

Raju slapped him on the back heroically, and said with a smile, "It's good to have the courage to try, but it's not easy for foreigners to eat with their hands."

As Raju said, he couldn’t grasp the skill of eating with his hands at first, but after a round of observation, he found that he had the trick. He had to use sauce to stick the food together to make it easier to eat. When he put the last bit of rice in his mouth, Raju Can't help applauding him.

"You are the only foreigner I've seen who eats with his hands from start to finish. I thought you wouldn't want to try it." Raju squinted at him, "You went to Agra and came back to become... Is it different?"

"There is no difference, I just feel that there is no need to be so nervous about everything." Zhao Yimu said with a smile.

"The Taj Mahal didn't disappoint you, did it? Did you go to see it early in the morning? Experts look at it in the morning light..." Raju's expression was fascinated, as if the Taj Mahal was right in front of his eyes.

"I went to line up before dawn, and then watched the rising sun color it. It's really unforgettable." Zhao Yimu's expression was also intoxicated.

"So you understand? Love." Raju asked.

"Ah?" Zhao Yimu couldn't react for a while.

"Didn't I say that you will know love after seeing the Taj Mahal?" Raju said with a smile, "Have you learned anything during your visit?"

Zhao Yimu thinks of Shah Jahan and Baru's steadfastness until death, Nick's candid sexuality in the dark and the phrase "it's love", thinks of Xiaopei's love for the purpose of marriage, thinks of the dream in the morning...

love love

He knew it at first, but why didn't he understand it after seeing the Taj Mahal?

"After I went, I was a little confused." Zhao Yimu told the truth.

"Truth is like this. Keep overturning and searching, and then overthrow and find again." Raju said philosophically: "The point is, don't give up thinking and don't give up looking."

The restaurant thoughtfully sent a small cake to congratulate the birthday star, and the atmosphere was full of joy. The Indian version of the happy birthday song was like chanting scriptures. Zhao Yimu couldn't learn a word, but this did not prevent him from feeling everyone's happiness. He watched Everyone was jubilant. They took out their cell phones from their pockets and typed a sentence under the table, "Like an Indian and eat a meal with your hands today" and passed it to Xiaopei. Then he looked up and saw Raju dancing and entertaining everyone. After thinking about it, he said the same sentence again. Pass the word to Nick.

When Xiaopei walked out of the restaurant after eating, he texted back: "Did you lose all your body?" Adding a smiley symbol, very Xiaopei's style.

Returning to the office and staying busy until the end of get off work, Zhao Yimu thought that he would be very tired after playing for a few days, but he did not expect that his work efficiency was quite high. Perhaps it was really like what Nick said, it is better to maintain enthusiasm if you are loose and tight.

When he returned to the hotel to take a shower, he received a message from Nick: "Huh! What's the matter, next time I will wash my butt with my hands after going to the toilet like Indians and then talk about it" v(￣︶￣)y

Very Nick style, Zhao Yimu can imagine his raised eyebrows when reading the text, humor and handsome are all in their own style.

Most of the relationship between people needs to be piled up with time, understand each other and test each other, discard the chaff and save the chaff in the years, and finally there are people who can continue to be with you.But the appearance of some people is a brilliant firework, coming with a bang, colorful and gorgeous, deeply engraving a mark in the chronology of life.

Zhao Yimu felt that he had to go to Varanasi, in order to be a competent passer-by, for the truth that needs to be overthrown and searched for, for a colorful fireworks, and to see Nick again.

Because it's fun to travel with this person, that's all, Zhao Yimu told himself.

In the next two weeks, he worked diligently and focused extremely, which was the same as his usual work attitude, but it was also a little different in nature. He not only did it for outstanding performance to win the appreciation of his superiors, but even when he completed the task and reported to the supervisor. He applied for leave and took an unprecedented five-day annual leave. Without guilt or guilt, he happily sent a message to Nick: he will arrive in Varanasi in two days.

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