reverse trapping

Waiting for someone...

Cheng Mu pinched his fingertips.

In the past three years, why hasn't he searched and waited?

Some wine was spilled from the crooked wine bottle in the man's palm, and it splashed on the steps, casting a dark shadow.

He stretched out his legs forward, pressed on the long steps, and asked Cheng Muze, "Want to hear a story?"

Sorrow spread along the dense alcohol, scattered in the surrounding cold air.

Cheng Mu nodded gently: "Okay."

The voice was very faint, but surprisingly clear.

The man gulped down a few sips of wine and took a breath.

"Once upon a time, there was a pair of lovers who had a very good relationship. The man was so poor that he couldn't buy a dress for his beloved girl. After a while, he felt sorry, so he discussed with the girl that he would go to the big city alone to work hard."

The girl did not dissuade, but chose to support.

The day the man left by train, he promised to come back for her on Valentine's Day.

The train moved forward slowly, thus rewriting the fate of the two.

In the era of lack of instant communication tools, people who are separated from each other can only contact occasionally.

On Valentine's Day in the first year, the man's business improved; on Valentine's Day in the second year, his career ushered in an important turning point; on Valentine's Day in the third year, he finally earned the capital to return.

But when he returned to his hometown, there was only a black and white photo of him.

In an instant the world was eclipsed like a photograph.

The man threw away the suitcase full of gifts in his hand, and frantically picked up the black and white photos on the table.

The rain in early spring condensed and fell into the uncivilized snow, leaving deep and long scars.

Only then did he learn that in the girl's perception, the [-]th of every month is Valentine's Day.On this day of every month, she would stay in the train station all day, from day to night, rain or shine.

But just last month, his beloved girl rescued a child who almost fell off the platform at the train station, but was crushed under the train on the platform.

A string of teardrops slipped from the man's jawline and dripped into the alcohol-smeared dirt on the floor.

Unknowingly, the narrator changed to No.1.

"Sadly, I was not fascinated by the hustle and bustle of the city, and she didn't give up waiting for me to come back, but we still couldn't stay together for a lifetime."

Seeing the tears streaming down his face, Cheng Mu's heart was shaken, and the sadness spread outward, quickly spreading to the whole body.

The man drank the last sip from the bottle and threw the bottle down the steps.

The wine bottle fell into the soft flower bed soil, avoiding the fate of being smashed to pieces.

"When she was young, she said that she wanted to live with me at the northern end of the world. She imagined that we would have a small two-story mansion, a yard full of flowers, and a pair of lively and lovely children."

As he said that, he looked around, trying to lock the light into his eyes: "Every time it comes to the day we agreed to meet, I will light up the light. As long as it is bright enough, she will definitely be able to find me in the dark night."

Cheng Mu's lips moved slightly, he was so clumsy that he didn't know what to say to comfort this stranger who lived in a foreign country.

The man closed his eyes and raised his head to feel the brilliance of the stars.

"At that time, I thought that if I loved someone, I should give her the best, so I went away. But it took me 20 years to understand that it was just my gangster logic."

Cheng Mu didn't understand, he asked in a low voice: "Shouldn't...shouldn't give him the best?"

The man took a breath of air tremblingly: "Actually, everyone's perception of 'best' is different. In many cases, it's just an excuse to make decisions for the other party. If I were willing to ask her at that time, what is the best for her?" Maybe my wish is just that we can be together every day."

Cheng Mu's palms on the steps froze.

Why not treat Shen Jinzhi like this.

When I didn't recognize him, I felt that I didn't deserve to be his friend, so I walked away. After I recognized him, I worried that I didn't recognize my heart, so I kept a distance from him.

It was only then that Cheng Mu realized that he had never asked what Shen Jinzhi was thinking.

He suddenly remembered the expression on Shen Jinzhi's expression when he said "Sweetness is like sweetness" to him last time.

After the rejection three years ago, there was no news of myself.But when we met again, Shen Jinzhi still chose to approach quietly and reveal his heart again.

Shen Jinzhi's thoughts couldn't be more obvious.

Cheng Mu tightened his palms, and his nails poked between the edges of the wooden stairs, causing dull pain in his fingertips.

"Do you know the revolving lantern?"

Cheng Mu turned his head and looked over: "Are you saying that people will go back to important moments in life when they are near death?"

"Yes." The man nodded. "After she left, I committed suicide once. When I was about to drown, I did flash back a lot of memories related to her. I also remembered that she said that she wanted to see me with gray hair."

A meteor slid across the sky unexpectedly, leaving an arc that was not perfect.

"I don't know your distress, but a person's life is not long, you just need to keep what you cherish the most. After all, when you reach the last moment of your life, except for the most important person, nothing else will take up half of your life. seconds."

Cheng Mu repeated his words: "The most cherished..."

The man said in a low voice: "If you can't tell the difference, just imagine that you are about to die, and the person you can immediately remember is the one."

Cheng Mu's eyes were out of focus, and the surrounding light mixed into a mess.

He remembered Shen Jinzhi's determined eyes when he was about to chase him, the kiss under the control of alcohol, and the phrase "I'll wait for you when you come back" that Shen Jinzhi said when he left.

"Who do you remember?" he asked, "Family?"

Cheng Mu did not respond.

The man smiled bitterly: "It seems to be a lover."

Cheng Mu opened his pupils slightly, and looked at the person who said these words.

"Don't you even know your own mind?"

After hearing that sentence, a burst of sourness welled up from the tip of his nose and hit Cheng Muze's eye sockets.

It turned out that he really liked it.

Ever since he learned that he had rejected Shen Jin, he has been immersed in confusion and entanglement.

He never understood that if he liked it back then, he would have no reason to reject Shen Jinzhi, but if he didn't like it, how could he miss it for three years even if he lost his memory?

At this moment, Cheng Mu realized what he was doing in a corner.

Regardless of the past, whether or not the memory can be restored in the future is all in the past tense.

More importantly now.

The current Cheng Mu likes the current Shen Jinzhi.

That's enough.

He was no longer afraid that he would not be able to make up for Shen Jinzhi because he owed too much. After all, the rest of his life was long, and even if he couldn't make up for it, he could still pay it back in his next life with a broken bond.

Cheng Mu turned over and ran towards the direction where the luggage was placed just now.

The homeowner wondered: "Where are you going?"

Cheng Mu said without looking back, "Go back to China."

"You just got off the plane, right? Even if you are in a hurry, you have to rest for a few hours first."

The owner's voice was scattered behind him, and Cheng Mu walked into the room where the luggage was placed.

The phone beeped.

Cheng Mu turned on his phone and saw a message from Wan Weiduo.

"Just pretend I'm talking too much, but it's the last time.

I want you to know that for a person like Shen Jinzhi, he had ten thousand ways to keep you, and he could even force you to fall into his prison without a sound, but he didn't do it, not at all.

What he gave you has always been unbridled freedom.

All that said, think about it. "

Cheng Mu pursed his lips tightly and put away his phone.

He put down the suitcase, ready to take out the passport stuffed in it on the road.

The moment the box was opened, dozens of colored candies scattered from it and scattered in the suitcase.

The bright light fell on the candy paper, lighting up the shiny halos in the suitcase, and each beam was filled with Shen Jinzhi's unspoken concerns.

No matter how reluctant he was, he didn't say a word to stop him, and silently brought his favorite candy.

Cheng Mu smiled wryly, and tears fell down into the candy room.

He wiped away his tears, took out his passport and took out a candy at the same time.

The suitcase was closed, hiding the love that was ready to come out inside.

He pulled his luggage back to the front yard and said goodbye to the homeowner.

"Really don't you want to take a break?"

"No." Cheng Mu shook his head firmly, "He has been waiting for me for too long."

He stretched out his hand and handed a candy to the homeowner: "This lucky candy is for you. Your girl must have turned into wind and rain to stay with you. She said that she wanted to see you with gray hair, so please be careful. Live, live with her love."

"Thank you!" Cheng Mu gave him a long bow, "Goodbye!"

Cheng Muze's back passes by the flower wall of the courtyard, hidden in the distant morning light.

·

Cheng Mu left No.30 for an hour, and Shen Jinzhi returned home for the first time.

No amount of overtime would help, he still couldn't adapt to the fact that Cheng Muze left again.

Shen Jinzhi turned on his phone, but still did not receive the news of Cheng Muze's arrival.

He went upstairs silently, so heavy that every step involved his heart.

It was still the same room, but unfortunately it was already empty.

Shen Jinzhi raised his hand slowly, before his thumb moved to the fingerprint recognition position, the door opened first.

His thoughts froze, and he didn't dare to think about it at all.

The door opened wider and wider, and the light penetrated into the corridor from the room little by little, illuminating half of his body.

Across the half door, Cheng Mu was standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

"I am back."

Shen Jinzhi was stunned, his eyes fixed on the other party.

Cheng Mu smiled brightly and picked up a candy.

The streamer of candy wrapper wrapped around his fingertips and reflected in Shen Jinzhi's eyes.

"Senior, welcome home."

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