If Zhou Xingchi can also talk about love

The morning sun shines on the face, warm.When I opened my eyes, there was no expectant face.

People are coming and going, the intersection is full of traffic, and the sun is slowly rising on the roof of the building in the distance.

Looking at the bustling streets, I was amazed.

This is not Hong Kong, nor Guangzhou.

On the window of the bridal shop on the side of the street, there is a shadow reflected, with short hair and a neutral dress.

Am I dreaming?

He pinched his arm fiercely, and the pain was clearly palpable.

In a panic, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, opened the address book, and saw the familiar number from the first to the last.

Maybe I deleted it. How can I save the number I know by heart?

Enter the eleven digits one by one and dial.

"Duddu... Sorry, the number you dialed is empty." The mechanical girl rang on the phone.

Empty number?

how could be?

I opened WeChat, looked through all the chat records, and communicated with friends, but there was no such familiar existence.

Ha ha……

What's going on here?

Am I sleeping?

He raised his sleeves and pinched his arm hard again, again and again, until the whole arm was declaring pain.

Master Xing, where have you been?

I should just be in a dream.It's just that this dream is too real, so real that I can't wake up and accept it.

Turn around and run upstairs.

"Azhi, what's the matter?" Mom poked her head out of the kitchen.

I ignored her, it was just a dream.

"My child, what's the matter, where did you buy the white sugar?"

I got into the room, locked the door, lifted the quilt, and got into bed.

Master Xing, Master Xing, I should lie in your arms, right?I'm just sleep paralyzed like I usually am, and I can't wake up.When I wake up, I can see you, right?

I pulled the quilt over my head and covered my face.

Force yourself to fall asleep quickly.

"Xin Zhi, go to sleep, go to sleep, it's fine when you fall asleep. You can wake up when you fall asleep."

However, the more I kept hypnotizing myself, the more I couldn't fall asleep.

I remembered that when I was lying beside Xing Ye, I was so peaceful and fell asleep so easily.

Turn on the phone and play the song.

"Annoyed by the spring breeze, why is my heart annoyed by the spring breeze. I can't tell, I'll give it to you with wine. It's raining at night, la li la li in the photo. Looking back seems like a dream, unable to move, fascinated to stare at you, in the faded photo. Ah ...It seems that although I am not popular, like ice, although it is not frozen. But it seems that there are countless words, but unfortunately I can't understand. Ah... The glass of wine is getting stronger, or my heart is empty..."

The singing loops over and over again.

The song of 46 minute and [-] seconds looped in my ears over and over again.

I heard his voice, so magnetic, so warm.

Master Xing, wake me up, okay, I don't want to be in this dream.So sad, so sad.i want to see you.

Finally, when I didn't know how many times I heard it, I fell asleep.

In a daze, for a while, I saw my own face, and for a while, it was Master Xing's face.

"Azhi, take care of yourself." I heard the same self say to me.

I woke up from my dream, and my phone was still playing "Li Xianglan" on loop.Master Xing's hoarse voice echoed throughout the room.

I stared blankly at the ceiling.

Yeah, this is my home, I woke up and I'm still here.

I must be in a deep sleep, and I have to wake up again before I can really wake up.

Turn off the phone, bury myself under the covers, I need to sleep soundly.

I tell myself.

"Azhi, get up and eat breakfast." I heard someone calling me outside the house.

I didn't speak and pretended not to hear.

"Hey, don't call her, let her sleep. I don't know what time I read last night, so I probably didn't sleep well."

I covered my head and heard footsteps gradually walking away.

I am dreaming, am I?

But this time, I couldn't sleep no matter what.

I checked my phone over and over again, but I couldn't find any information about Master Xing.

Tieba, WeChat, Weibo, there is no trace of Master Xing.

What is going on here?

I turned over and sat up, I'm going to Hong Kong, I'm going to Victoria Peak.

Turn on the phone, ready to book a ticket, but saw a notebook on the desk.Next to it is the photo album that I have prepared for a long time.

I got out of bed and went to the desk.

The royal blue hardcover photo album lay quietly on the table.

Why is it here?Shouldn't it be at Master Xing's place?I obviously sent him.

I pulled my hair, and with trembling hands, I opened the photo album.

Carefully selected photos, every word of love.

All posted by me, all written by me.

I flipped open the notebook next to me.

This book looks so familiar.

Obviously it is the notebook I am planning to use to write love letters to Master Xing.

I slowly opened it and found that words had been written inside.

"I remember, I obviously met you. However, everyone around said that I didn't meet you. Everyone said I was crazy. They said, Xin Zhi, you are really not crazy.

I don't know if my memory is wrong, or I really haven't met you.However, the way you smile in memory is so real.

You smiled and said to me, Xin Zhi, hello, nice to meet you.

I dream about this scene every night, and wake up, only to see you on the screen.By my side, you have never appeared.Even the number you left me has never been called.

Sometimes, I hear you calling my name, Ah Zhi, Ah Zhi.When I turned around, I couldn't see anything.Sometimes, when I walk to the intersection, I seem to see you pulling me with a look of pampering.He rubbed his eyes, but there was nothing.

I know, I'm sick.

I went to see a psychiatrist.

Fortunately, the doctor said, I am not suffering from any mental illness.I just miss someone too much.

But why are there no traces of what I have done in this world?

I read a lot of books and consulted a lot of information.

In this universe, the current time and space are not the only ones.Perhaps, there are many time and space, in another time and space, there is the same you, doing the same or different things as you.

I believe that in another time and space, there is another me. She loves a person named Zhou Xingchi just like me.

Perhaps, sometimes, time and space are disordered, and our consciousness is confused?

If this is the case, then it means that in another time and space, you love me.Because, many times, I feel it.

You look at her eyes, full of love.

I don't know if you in another time and space are so lonely, but if you meet me in another time and space, then I hope she will be happy.

But, dear Mr. Zhou, every time I think of this, I feel very sad.

I clearly remember that I met you before.It wasn't just a delusional delusion, it was a living memory, and that was what I felt.

I am also very puzzled as to why I suddenly became like this while walking.

Obviously I just met you, and when I turned around, you disappeared.

And I, with short hair, was treated as a lunatic by the people around me.

Not crazy, not live. In "Farewell My Concubine", Cheng Dieyi is just like that.

Just think I'm crazy.

When you see these, you don't know what year and month it is.Probably, I will never see it in my life.

Just, I have always loved you.

It's different from ordinary liking.

January 2016, 7. "

The entire notebook, the opening page, is written intermittently, without logic at all.

I have no memory at all.

2016年7月30日。我明明记得今天是6月12日的啊，再过十天，就是星爷的生日。

How could this diary be written on July 2016, 7?

I turned on the phone and it showed: July 2016, 7.

In other words, this diary was written last night.

However, the me last night was obviously at the top of Victoria Peak in Hong Kong.

What happened to all this?

I rummaged through boxes and cabinets, trying to find a clue.

"Mom, am I dreaming?" I ran out of the room and asked hysterically.

"What are you dreaming about? You child, have you fallen asleep? You must have been under too much pressure recently. You said that you, well-behaved, just dropped out of school and went to study some film major. Start everything from scratch, No wonder it wasn't hard work."

I froze, I thought, just confusion.

It turned out that everything is true.

"Mom, did I read..." I reported a bunch of information.

"Yeah." She nodded, wiped the table and said, "Azhi, pack yourself up quickly, didn't Yuanhang say that he would take you out to play today?"

Su Yuanhang?

Maybe, he knows?

I got into the room and quickly changed my clothes.

Run out of the house, stand in the sun, and wait for his arrival.

"Xin Zhi, when did you become such a lady? Alas, it's a pity that the hair is too short." He walked towards me with a smile.

I looked at him in the sun, and the girl beside him, but couldn't say a word.

"Xin Zhi, what's wrong?" He asked worriedly.

I stared at him blankly, not knowing how to answer.

When it started, everything changed.This is not the Su Yuanhang I remember.

"Su Yuanhang, how long have you been together?" After a while, I spoke slowly.

"Half a year. Are you stupid?" He replied with a smile.

Yes, a long time ago, I told him that the person I like looks good when he smiles.I'm going to see him.

I just like him alone.

Half a year later, he finally accepted the girl who liked him very much.

That's the girl standing in front of me right now.

"That's great." I looked at the girl who was smiling like a flower in front of me, and smiled.

"Okay, let's go play. You, I've been under too much pressure recently. Tell me about you. I haven't seen you for a month." Su Yuanhang complained.

"Yuanhang, what have I been doing these past few months, is there anything unusual?" I hope the answer I get is that I have lost my memory these past few months.

"You." He tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "There seems to be nothing unusual. However, some time ago, everyone thought you were sick. You ask us every day if you have seen Master Xing .We all thought you were crazy about star chasing."

This paragraph, I am impressed.

"Also, I feel that you are a little different from before. You used to love to play and joke a lot, but since that time, you have become a little unhappy. You hold your phone all day long. Oh , By the way, and what happened to the message you sent me last night?"

"what's the message?"

He handed over the phone.

"Yuanhang, I'm very happy to see you so happy. I seem to have hurt you because of Zhou Xingchi."

Message from me.

I shook my head, not impressed at all.

Yes, I can't forget Su Yuanhang's sad back when he left. I did hurt him.

"You called me last night and said you were going to Hong Kong. Is it true or not? I still don't believe it." Su Yuanhang held his girlfriend with one hand, and put the other on my shoulder.

The girl next to him has been quietly listening to our conversation.

"What did I say?"

"You said, there are so many people who like Zhou Xingchi, and go to see him desperately and follow in his footsteps. You keep saying that you love him, but you haven't done anything."

I nodded, yeah, I didn't do anything.

I can't even remember, what exactly did I say to them?

Everything is different from what I remember.

I haven't stopped looking for information, I want to know, what is going on with all this.

Finally, two days later, I found a piece of paper inside the title page of the album.

I took out the note, opened it, the familiar font, but in a different tone.

"Azhi, I want to call you that. When you see this note, you should be back. You must be like me, thinking you are crazy.

Azhi, don't be sad.When you meet Master Xing, it's not a dream.

You must want to ask me, who am I?

Let's just say I am you and you are me.

In another parallel time and space, I am the same as you. Although we do different things, we both love someone.

I met him in my own time and space, but in a trance, I came to your time and space.

At first, everyone thought I was crazy.

Because, I can't accept all this.

I obviously met Master Xing.

In this world, there are many things that I don't have in my memory, for example, such a good relationship with my mother.

I can't tell the difference between reality and virtual world.

I go to the doctor.

When I was in the most pain, I chose to go to the temple.

I went to ask the Buddha for advice.

Fortunately, I was directed.

We are too obsessed.

love someone too much.

I was lucky enough to meet him.It's just that your obsession is stronger, and your consciousness quickly occupied my body.In the words of Buddhism, that is, we have exchanged souls.

Just, you are me, and I am you.

Our consciousness, many times, overlaps.

Therefore, I will see Master Xing in a trance, and see my real appearance.

Azhi, if one day, we can never change back.Then it doesn't matter, I will take our common love and live well in your time and space.You have to take my expectations and love him well.

I know that you are very happy in that time and space.

You also need to know that I am also very happy.Here, there is such a good mother to me, and a happy Su Yuanhang.I am very happy.

Ah Zhi, if one day you come back, don't be sad.

You have to believe, no matter which time and space you are in, no matter whether the choice you make is the same as yourself in another time and space.Those who are destined to meet will definitely meet.

So, what you need is courage.

Ah Zhi, I envy you very much, you have done many things that I dare not do.I cut my hair short and posted such a big photo album.

You are doing well, come on. "

I hold this "personal letter" tightly in my hand.

I couldn't help laughing at myself: "Hehe, that's ridiculous. Xin Zhi, you can tell stories."

The mobile phone on the desk "ding dong", I glanced at it.

"Azhi, I met someone who likes Master Xing as much as you do. She said that she is going to audition for Master Xing's new movie. Although it is only a supporting role, she is very happy. Her name is Song Lingxing."

I turn off the phone.

Xin Zhi, your nonsense stories are not funny at all.

Those who are destined to meet will eventually meet.

Probably, this is the only reason that can explain the story.

I closed the door and walked to the intersection.

The eyes were still piercing. The girl in the window of the bridal shop had short hair and was wearing a chiffon skirt with blue flowers on a white background.

Finally, she squatted down slowly, crying hysterically in the crowded street.

The author has something to say:

That's the end of the story.

However, the real story is not over yet, and there will be extra episodes later.

I finished this chapter in tears.

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