In the Same Boat

During the flight of more than ten hours, the two fell asleep and woke up next to each other. At an altitude of [-] feet, under the thin blanket, Qu Yiheng and Yao Zhan held hands together all the time.

Yao Zhan had a feeling that he was going to attend his lover's award ceremony. After this time, the person beside him who was always cautious and never confident could probably slowly accept the reality that he was actually a very good person.

It's not easy.

For a while, Yao Zhan had a good relationship with a specially appointed psychological counselor in the hospital. When the two chatted occasionally, Yao Zhan said that he could not comfort others, and he didn’t know what to say to make the other person feel better when they encountered setbacks. a little.

At that time, the psychological counselor said: "When a person encounters setbacks, only he can make him better. The sense of failure comes from the inside out. No matter what others tell him, he is actually very good. It cannot save his disapproval of himself."

The so-called self-confidence means that you have really built up confidence in yourself. No matter how hard others try, they may not be able to help you. Just like Yao Zhan, he can’t wait to tell Qu Yiheng that he is excellent every day, but the other party still doesn’t believe it. .

But it's different now, the current Qu Yiheng has a sparkle in his eyes when he looks at the outside world.

It was evening when they got off the plane, and they first went to the hotel that Yao Zhan had booked in advance.

At the end of December, Paris was slightly warmer than City C. Qu Yiheng followed Yao Zhan, and suddenly felt very dazed. He, a person who stays at home when he is free, has traveled so far to see the exhibition.

Of course, if it wasn't for his works in this exhibition, he wouldn't have come.

Qu Yiheng watched a movie a long time ago. The protagonist was a young man who yearned for Paris very much. In that movie, the protagonist who was a writer was taken to a party in Paris. What was even more amazing was that he was at the party It was a wonderful journey to meet Hemingway, Fitzgerald and others. Qu Yiheng felt as if he was also here for the banquet. He would meet Picasso, Dali and Gauguin here.

When they arrived at the hotel, they put down their luggage and made an appointment for dinner, then they simply packed up and went out.

Qu Yiheng has always felt that every city is actually similar, but that is only in China. When you leave one country and go to another, the cultural differences are always surprising and gratifying.

The two of them walked on the road, feeling the exotic evening breeze.

Yao Zhan said: "I really didn't expect that the two of us came here."

Thinking of the last time I went on a trip, I originally planned to go abroad for vacation, but it turned into a four-person trip to Lijiang. During the few days I went out, half of the time was spent in a love hotel. Thinking about it this way, it’s pretty cool Not promising.

Qu Yiheng smiled and said, "I didn't think of that either."

He paused and looked at the people passing by in the distance: "If my work is not selected, or if I still live alone now, I probably won't come at all."

"Does your words mean that my art is equal to yours?" Although Yao Zhan doesn't understand art, he can understand that in the hearts of these people, art is paramount, first art, then love, Yao Zhan Zhan doesn't want to compete for favor, but if he is lucky enough to be tied for first place with Art in Qu Yiheng's heart, he will take it as an extra reward.

"Are you still jealous?"

Qu Yiheng ticked his little finger secretly: "If it weren't for you, I might not be able to draw a good work."

He wasn't flattering Yao Zhan, he wasn't trying to make people happy on purpose, it was the truth, because the inspiration for this selected work came out when the two were making love.

Yao Zhan is a great hero.

"Okay," Yao Zhan knew the truth of accepting as soon as you see it, "then I'll accept today's show of love."

The two looked at each other and smiled on the streets of Paris, as if the air was filled with the romantic fragrance of flowers.

Yao Zhan said: "As expected of the City of Romance, I look at you now and wish I could conjure up a whole city of roses."

"Why change that?"

"Propose."

Qu Yiheng looked at him in surprise, Yao Zhan smiled, and walked forward with his arms around his shoulders: "But that's all, we don't have roses or rings in our hands now, so we can't propose marriage so hastily, we have to be better than Yang Kan has a face."

Qu Yiheng lowered his head and smiled, a small calculation began to crackle in his heart.

Hemingway compared Paris to a "moving feast", while Qu Yiheng felt that Paris was a highly concentrated red wine. Of course, the bartender was Yao Zhan, who made him slightly tipsy before drinking the wine.

Before coming here, Qu Yiheng fantasized about the two of them traveling here many times, and now, those fantasies have become reality.

Because of Yao Zhan, Qu Yiheng's travel became romantic and comfortable, and every frame is wonderful and precious.

They walked along the famous Champs Elysees Avenue, went to the famous gay nightclub LETANGO, and even participated in a park event with the locals.

Knowing Qu Yiheng's preferences, Yao Zhan specially arranged time to accompany him to visit various art galleries. When watching Qu Yiheng immerse himself in the works handed down from generation to generation, Yao Zhan felt rare peace and satisfaction in his heart.

The day when Qu Yiheng's works were exhibited was the first day of the new year. Their plan was to go to the exhibition on the 1st and return on the 2nd.

The day before the exhibition, that is, on the afternoon of the 31st, Yao Zhan and Qu Yiheng walked to the Museum of Letters and Manuscripts by accident. This was an unplanned itinerary. Qu Yiheng said, "Let's go in and have a look."

Qu Yiheng remembered that there was a collection of letters between Fitzgerald and his wife Zelda on the bookshelf in the attic of Yao Zhan’s house. He was not interested in this at first, but that was the first time he went to Yao Zhan’s house. He was at work and he was bored at home. I read all the few literature books on the shelf, and this was the last one I read.

He used to think that the collection of letters were endless chatter and trivial fragments of life, but he didn't expect that the shock of that book even surpassed the few novels he had read before.

Qu Yiheng will always remember Zelda's letter to Fitzgerald, writing that she seemed to embrace his love for two hours after receiving Fitzgerald's call, "like holding a sun umbrella, I was afraid that if I let go, I would fall down."

At that time, he was holding the book, lying on the soft floor of the attic, the sunlight from the window came in and enveloped him, and what he was thinking about was the owner of that attic.

Probably since that time, his love for Yao Zhan has spread to the whole body, and the love has melted into the blood, but he didn't deliberately pursue it.

At that time, he had an impulse to write a letter to Yao Zhan, and then hide it in the most hidden place of the attic study, to see when Yao Zhan would find it.

But he didn't write it later, and it's now here.

The two walked slowly in this museum. They looked at the envelope, which was either tender or profound, or cold, or passionate, and looked at the yellowed paper that looked extremely fragile, and suddenly felt that they were walking in a time tunnel. During the trip, they met many great souls and heard many wonderful voices. After being shocked, they came back to their senses and looked at each other in a daze.

Yao Zhan asked him with a smile, "What do you think?"

"Want to write you a letter."

I want to write all the love words I want to tell you but I am too embarrassed to say them on paper, I hope that paper will never spoil, whether it is 15 years or 150 years, it is well preserved, let it and find it later people to witness their love for you.

"Yao Zhan, I think writing letters is so romantic."

"Then let's write too." Yao Zhan held his hand, and the two slowly walked out of the museum. He said, "Let's buy paper and write letters."

On the night of the New Year's Eve, Qu Yiheng and Yao Zhan did not go to those New Year's Eve activities, but went back to the hotel, and each wrote letters to each other lying on the table.

It is very lively outside, and Paris will enter the new year in half an hour, and at this time, China has already entered the next year.

Qu Yiheng felt that there would never be a more romantic moment than this. When the old and the new were handing over, he sat under the desk lamp and put all his love into the pen and paper, and let them tell him the blushing heartbeat. lover listen.

Yao Zhan played music in the room, an old jazz piece, which made the night even more romantic.

At the end of the letter, Qu Yiheng quoted a sentence written by Fitzgerald to his wife Zelda: As long as there is your love, everything is possible. I stand on the fertile ground of success, and my only belief and hope is you. be with me.

On this night, he finally began to understand that it turns out that people are born to search for someone who can put together the incomplete self, and then, with a muddy foot, he embarked on the glorious and right path from then on.Side by side, holding hands, they walked in the same direction. During this journey called "life" and "love", the two became more real, fuller, fuller and more hopeful.He had been looking for such a person before, and now he really found it.

Just like what Qu Yiheng said, if it weren't for Yao Zhan, he wouldn't be able to draw good works again. How lucky he is to walk back to that person after being separated from him for 15 years.

When he put down his pen, Qu Yiheng found that there were tears on the letter paper. During the process of writing the letter, he didn't even notice that he was crying.

He didn't write any stories about the hardships of the past, he just cried out of gratitude.

Qu Yiheng carefully folded the letter paper and put it in the envelope. He wrote on the envelope: To the person I love the most.

In the lower right corner, he has dated it.

The moment I finished writing, a bell rang outside, and the New Year came.

Yao Zhan also raised his head, turned to look at Qu Yiheng, and said, "Honey, happy new year."

Qu Yiheng stood up, walked to him, bent down and kissed him.

Yao Zhan hugged him and fell on the bed. The two hugged each other tightly. In the first minute of the new year, they kissed tenderly and lingeringly.

The author has something to say: As long as there is your love, everything is possible. I stand on the fertile soil of success, and my only belief and hope is that you are with me. ——This quote is from Fitzgerald's collection of correspondence with his wife Zelda, "Dear, and Dearest"