throwing gentle gl

On Christmas Eve on December 12th, the streets seemed to be much more crowded than usual, the image of Santa Claus could be seen everywhere, and the apples in the supermarkets were piled up into mountains.

Single people have no special feelings or expectations for such a festival. After Lu Zizheng entered the translation agency early in the morning, he witnessed the female colleagues around him receiving bouquets of flowers. Bihuacan.

The person who received the flowers enjoyed the envious eyes and teasing from other colleagues, and seemed to casually reveal the date and itinerary of the evening. Lu Zizheng never joined in the fun, and just turned a blind eye to what he was doing.She wasn't envious, she made a gesture of envy in order to cater to her, sorry, she couldn't do it either.

But even though she kept extremely quiet to show that she was not interested in this topic, there were still people who were unwilling to let her go.

Colleague Zhang Li had enough discussions about her envy. When she returned to her desk, she passed by Lu Zizheng's desk and asked her sadly: "Zizheng, it seems that we have no flowers or appointments here. A friend organized a dinner party, are you interested in going together?"

Lu Zizheng didn't have much contact with her on weekdays, but he knew that Zhang Li often talked about her behind her back.

She smiled politely and turned her down: "No sister Zhang, I have an appointment with my mother tonight."

As soon as the words were finished, a courier came in with a large bouquet of red roses. Seeing the nameplate in front of Lu Zizheng's desk, he came straight over to ask Lu Zizheng to sign for it.

Lu Zizheng frowned and signed the flower. There was no card on the flower, and a large bunch of delicate red roses were arranged in the shape of an apple, which catered to days like Christmas Eve.

Zhang Li let out a sigh, and said with a sour tone: "Yo, it seems that I was worrying too much, Zizheng, how could you spend the festive season alone?" Tsukuru said to himself: "President Wang seems to be back today..." He seemed to be talking to himself, but everyone in the office could hear him loudly. Ben was discussing Lu Zizheng's roses for a split second Disappeared, and there was a moment of silence in the office.

Lu Zizheng looked at Zhang Li's back with furrowed brows, and took a deep breath so that he wouldn't be so fussy with her.She had known for a long time that Zhang Li and some other tongue-twisting colleagues were discussing behind her back that she had an improper relationship with the general manager of the translation agency, so good jobs always fell into her hands.

For so many years, gossip and rumors have never been away from her for a moment. Lu Zizheng knew that you can't stop other people's mouths, and she admits it.

Some things, as long as you know, is enough.Those who believe in her don't need to say more, and those who don't believe in her don't need to say more.

It's just that who sent this flower is really impossible to guess for a while.

Anyway, it will definitely not be Jiang Huaixi, we have known each other for so many years, Jiang Huaixi has given her many things, but Dudu has never given flowers, even if she sends flowers, based on Lu Zizheng's understanding of Jiang Huaixi, she will never send red roses .

The range of doubters was too large, Lu Zizheng gave up after thinking about it, her curiosity has always been limited.So he put the flowers aside casually and continued to do what he was doing.

During the lunch break at noon, I received a call from Jiang Huaixi.

Looking at the word "Huaixi" flashing on the screen of the mobile phone, the inexplicable Lu Zizheng felt a little uneasy and indescribably looking forward to it.But soon she calmed herself down rationally.

Jiang Huaixi asked her to have dinner with her tomorrow night, on a special day like Christmas, and she also didn't give a reason, without any politeness, just like a very ordinary meal.

Naturally, Lu Zizheng didn't ask her about the flowers, and agreed. The gift is already prepared, so it has to be given out, right?

Just after hanging up the phone and putting it in the bag, the phone rang again.

Lu Zizheng's heart beat faster suddenly.

I just took out my phone, and it was Xu Baihan who saw the caller ID.She laughed at herself secretly, wondering what she was expecting inexplicably.

Xu Baihan said that he hadn't seen her for a long time, and asked her when she would return to Juzhou to meet her.

Lu Zizheng was a little embarrassed, she had no plans to go back yet.Since her mother also came to Linzhou from Juzhou, she has never set foot in Linzhou.It's not so much that I don't want to go back to Juzhou, it's better to say that I dare not go back to Juzhou.Afraid of meeting acquaintances there, afraid of remembering the unbearable situation there, afraid of not being able to get out of the nightmare there again.

Xu Baihan could hear her hesitation, she was always considerate, and she didn't make it difficult to force Lu Zizheng.Changing the subject, he said with emotion: "The new year is coming again, time flies so fast."

Standing by the window, Lu Zizheng looked down at the continuous flow of vehicles on the road under the high-rise building, and the passers-by in a hurry, feeling: "The fast ones haven't had time to leave anything behind."

Xu Baihan smiled gently on the other end of the phone, and said comfortingly: "Zizheng, you always like to look back, the past is gone, what should be paid attention to is how to grasp this new beginning." She paused, Said: "As long as there is time, it means there is still hope, doesn't it?"

The warm winter sun finally moved in front of Lu Zizheng, passed through the transparent glass window, enveloped Lu Zizheng with its brilliance, and sent a comforting warmth.

"As long as there is time, there is still hope." That's what Xu Baihan told her that year.

After transferring in the second year of high school, Lu Zizheng returned to the depression he was most familiar with in those years. As a transfer student, he sat alone in the last row of the classroom, and never took the initiative to talk to his classmates unless necessary. into his own world.

During the free activities in the physical education class, she sat alone on the playground stand, watching the classmates playing in twos and threes on the playground, and seeing the figures walking towards the distance holding hands, talking and laughing, she couldn't help feeling sad.

Lian Xuan disappeared so lightly from her sight, but how could she, who was trapped in the memory, withdraw so gracefully?

She walked out of the playground alone in a daze. In such a vast place, she felt more and more lonely and small, and couldn't find a little bit of her own sense of existence.

There is a clear lake beside the lawn not far from the playground. Under the sunlight, it is sparkling and eye-catching.

Lu Zizheng stepped on the lawn and walked forward step by step.She lowered her head and clearly saw her lifeless face in the sparkling water.She tried to smile to herself, but found that she seemed to have forgotten how to twitch that muscle, and how to smile seemed sad.

The shoes were already soaked by the lake water, bringing with it a pleasant coolness that soothed her aching nerves.Lu Zizheng thought numbly, would it be more comfortable to soak his calves in it?So she took a few steps forward.

Suddenly, a gentle female voice came from behind, waking Lu Zizheng awake: "If the pants are wet, it won't be very comfortable."

Lu Zizheng seemed to be waking up from a dream, looked down at the wet trousers, and looked back at the lake shore which was already far away. For a moment, he couldn't remember how he came to the lake.

She was also frightened by herself, her heart was pounding, she hurriedly turned back and went ashore.

Sitting on the lawn by the bank was a girl who was about her age, with exquisite eyebrows and a gentle face, with a calmness that was rare for young people.She looked at Lu Zizheng, with the warmth and concern in her eyes that Lu Zizheng had not received from strangers for a long time.

She rocked the wheelchair and came to Lu Zizheng's side, looking up at Lu Zizheng gently.

Her voice was soft and soft, and her smile was warm, but she couldn't help but carry a chill in her words: "Sometimes, I also want to try it out, is it comfortable to be in the water?"

Lu Zizheng bit his lip and looked at her, unable to move his footsteps.

Xu Baihan stretched out his hand, took Lu Zizheng's hand, put it on his limp legs in the wheelchair, chuckled lightly, and said, "But in the end, I will still be reluctant. I am reluctant to leave, reluctant to give up."

Lu Zizheng's hands on Xu Baihan's legs trembled unconsciously.It was a panic, a shame.

Xu Baihan said: "I don't know what happened to you, how unhappy you are. But think about it, when you can still use your legs to walk through the mud, some people have no legs, and they crawled without giving up. Go forward. What is your position, more fragile and timid than these people?"

Lu Zizheng squatted down and buried his head in his knees.

Xu Baihan stretched out his hand, patted Lu Zizheng's shoulder lightly, and then touched her head. His movements were gentle and warm, and his voice was gentle and sweet: "As long as there is time, there is still hope. As long as life is given With your glimmer of hope, you shouldn't despair easily."

She gently raised Lu Zizheng's head, looked at Lu Zizheng warmly, and said with a smile: "Xu Baihan, my name is Xu Baihan, let's make friends."

Lu Zizheng stared blankly at Xu Baihan for a long time before answering her in a low voice: "Lu Zizheng, my name is Lu Zizheng."

Xu Baihan smiled brightly, and called her in a warm voice: "Zizheng, what a nice name..." She blinked again, and asked: "Zizheng, the grass here is too high, and the wheelchair is not easy to move, can you help me?" I pushed down the road ahead?"

Lu Zizheng did not refuse, and pushed Xu Baihan away from the lake without saying a word.

Later, Xu Baihan became Lu Zizheng's only close friend in his life.Of course, it was before Jiang Huaixi had obtained the status of a qualified friend.

What Xu Baihan said to her, "As long as there is time, there is still hope", Lu Zizheng has always remembered.In the second half of her sophomore year, Xu Baihan spent most of her spare time with her.As long as he sees Xu Baihan's fearless smile about life, Lu Zizheng will feel ashamed and force himself to face it bravely.To some extent, Xu Baihan is her spiritual mentor.

They had never communicated about their past, but Lu Zizheng could vaguely sense the sadness in Xu Baihan, and Xu Baihan had always been considerate of her pessimism.In the saddest time, Xu Baihan gave her the most precious kindness, which made her look forward to this malicious world again.

Therefore, Lu Zizheng has always been grateful to Xu Baihan.

Suddenly, Lu Zizheng's heart softened, and she promised Xu Baihan: "If I go back to find you during the spring break, will you wrap me a big red envelope?"

Xu Baihan laughed loudly, and promised: "I will definitely give you a huge red envelope, um, and I will also give you a super value story package."

Lu Zizheng was puzzled: "What story pack?"

But Xu Baihan played tricks: "If you want to know, remember to come to me."

Lu Zizheng felt uneasy for no reason.

Xu Baihan seemed to be in a good mood, and was about to hang up the phone, but he still teased Lu Zizheng: "During the date at night, say hello to Huaixi for me, and tell her to continue to cheer for the new year, Wish her every success."

Lu Zizheng argued: "Who said I have a date with her tonight?!"

But Xu Baihan said clearly: "So you want to tell me that you won't see Huaixi at night?"

Lu Zizheng would not lie, so he remained silent.

Xu Baihan sighed: "Sometimes I don't know what you two are awkward about, every inch of time is precious, remember to cherish it."

Lu Zizheng smiled lightly.

And why don't you know that time is precious and time is cruel.Probably because they all know it well.