mr frank is faithful to love

(FR. Zuo Boyao)

On the second day when I went to the Bund alone, I unexpectedly received a call from Qi Hao.

He took it easy, greeted lightly, and said, "Boyao, is everything okay recently?"

"Everything is fine," I said, "I've been too busy recently, I haven't contacted you much, and I don't know what's going on with you."

When I was on the phone, I was sitting on the hotel carpet and playing with kalimba, with the black tea and snacks I just bought beside me, and half a scented candle lit.

Qi Hao said: "It is because I have already returned to school that I called you specially."

"You're back to school!"

I straightened my back abruptly, no longer in the lazy and unruly sitting posture just now, Qi Hao’s voice rang from the other end of the phone, and he said: “It’s been a month since I’ve been busy, so I’m free to call you Let's chat."

I stood up holding my phone, touched my forehead with my fingers, and asked him, "Did you change the room? Did you see the letter in the drawer?"

"I saw it."

I thought that Qi Hao would say a few words about his feelings after reading the letter, so he stopped talking and waited, but he was also silent.

After a while, Qi Hao said: "I don't know when I will go back, but I don't want to leave after I come here, maybe I will stay for many years, if one day everyone here moves out, life will be better With my life gone, I might think about doing other things."

"I can go and play with you when I'm free." I said.

"Come anytime, I'm always here."

In the later conversation, Qi Hao didn't mention the content of the letter, so I didn't ask too much. We chatted for almost an hour, talking about all trivial things and all outrageous ideals.

Later, Qi Hao asked suddenly: "Are you... in love now?"

"No," I replied, "how can it be so easy, who to talk to..."

Ten minutes later, after saying goodbye to Qi Hao, and the scented candles on the coffee table were also burned out, I opened the lid of the cheese black tea and drank a couple of sips.

I was thinking, what kind of boys Qi Hao dated before?What kind of boys does he like?If he stays in the mountains for a long time, will he still have a chance to meet his love...

Halfway through November, the dry air in early winter tortured my respiratory tract, but during the day I spent with Frank, Beijing was several times more beautiful, and the candied haws were even more delicious than usual.

We chatted from noon to night, walked and chatted tirelessly, and walked together for a long time after dinner. I asked him, "Are you really not planning to go back to Beijing?"

"I hope there is a chance," he said, "I hope there is a chance. No matter what, you can't be willful at work. After all, I am not the only one involved."

I said: "It's okay, Shanghai is also very good, I like Shanghai."

I said: "For example, the bungalow you rented. I really like it. If the time is right, maybe I will move to Shanghai. Now a lot of shooting work is in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai. Thinking about it, it's quite convenient."

"is it?"

There were not too many people on the street. Frank and I blended into the night scenery. Although it was winter, we felt at ease and warm. I said, "I may stay in Shanghai for nearly a month in December. Zhou Yiyi gave me There is a new music program, and I have to watch the show, and the New Year's Eve party."

"Where do you live?" Frank asked.

"If you live in a hotel, you will probably spend Christmas and New Years in Shanghai, and you will have to work overtime."

We stopped in front of a convenience store, I looked at Frank, he turned sideways, faced me, and asked seriously, "How do you want to spend Christmas and New Year?"

I shook my head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

Korean dramas do not lie, winter is dozens of times more romantic than summer, my eye sockets are sore from the cold, and the white breath out of my breath half obscures my sight, but it is actually not that comfortable.

But my heart was filled with a strange heat, feeling full, Frank continued to look at me like that, and asked, "Do you want a Christmas tree?"

Frank told me that the Christmas tree originated in Germany.

I originally thought that he would buy a tree like Norway spruce, put it in the yard of his bungalow, and then take me to play for two days, but unexpectedly, on Christmas Eve a month later, in Shanghai, a A medium-sized tree appeared in my hotel room. Later, Frank made the lighting and decorations himself. In the evening, I got off work and sat in the hotel living room to eat, and he worked on the tree next to it.

With half a mouthful of rice in my mouth, I said, "Actually, I don't celebrate Christmas very much. I spend it with others. I live it as others do. I don't know what customs you foreigners have."

"In Germany, we have to prepare food, Christmas trees and gifts more than a month in advance," Frank thought for a while, and said, "Also, many Germans like to propose or hold weddings at Christmas. , because the family members can witness together.”

"A lot of people get married during Chinese New Year." I said.

The tree kept Frank busy for several hours. After I showered and changed into pajamas, I went out of the bedroom and saw that the lights on the tree had been turned on.

Gold and silver balls of light, dotted with red ribbons, and the lamp in the living room was on and off, so all I could see was the tree.

My hair was still dripping, and I held up the towel, frozen in place.

The phone vibrated, and I quickly walked over and picked it up. It was a new WeChat message from Frank. He wrote: Don't delay your sleep.

I replied to him: Let's spend Christmas together.

It can be said that there is no hesitation or reluctance in this sentence. Now, two years after the breakup, I finally gradually got rid of the predicament, got rid of the invisible cage, and gradually gained a sense of security that is difficult to defeat.

Once, I thought it might be a long time later, so long that I was completely out of the current state of life, so long that I was no longer me. At that time, all my scars were completely healed, the scars were flattened, and I could be unscrupulous fell in love.

I'm not entirely sure if it's the time to love unscrupulously, but it's an unexpected and lucky thing that I didn't drift away from Frank.

The next day, Zhou Yiyi came to my room and was startled by the Christmas tree.

I said, "Guess where it came from?"

Apparently, Zhou Yiyi already had the answer in her mind. She held yogurt in one hand and a spoon in the other, frowned and asked, "How did this thing get in here?"

"I don't know, but it's brought in anyway," I said, "and the light ball, and the little bell and the ribbon."

"Saw."

He said it was nothing unusual, but he still walked around the tree honestly. Later, he called Zhang Dou over. These two people, wasting half an hour of commuting time, yelled in my room.