There was once, I became a little superstitious woman. Every night, I light abrasive that the world’s most abstruse text. So hard, in fact, is that in order to verify the fate - on me and one person called “Yan Jun” man. When my IQ because I love him and becomes very poor, I had no choice but from the Book of Changes, character, Mechanism constellation fortune go looking for some hints on the future.
.Winter afternoon, I am from Beijing’s outer suburbs Yungang bumpy two hours came to Dongsanhuan the friday’s, in the window seat on a warm hot cold milk has some numbness in the hand, and then I gave Yan Jun phone, I said, I friday’s waiting for you, I want to see you, you come right! Yan Jun said, I am afraid not, I have too many papers to be dealt with, are dealing with are tomorrow must go to the U.S.. I said it does not matter, you are busy now, when the, when re-up, anyway, today I will always be here waiting for you.
Every half an hour after I Yan Jun’s office to one phone call every half-hour Yan Jun hear a patient and moderate replied: faster, faster. When I hit the sixth when a phone call, Yan Jun with a tone of regret that the trickling, you go back to it, really, I still have too many things to organize. At this time, friday’s where people are scarce, the opposite and next to another seat after also air down, in the long hours, only I always adhere to, and hot milk, hot coffee , heat orange juice in my hand a little bit of cold indefinitely. I want to cry, I said, Yan Jun,Tomorrow you must go to the United States, and today I see your face in any case, how the one hand, how I have waiting for you. Yan Jun was silent, saying, good, then I again quickly.
Wait time for a quick walk past, friday’s where lights are still bright, very few people have. Some couples said whispering together, watching the night outside. I am still waiting for that of a married man named Yan Jun.
Coupling with Yan Jun, it is a reincarnation of people. In Yan Jun ago, I also encountered many men are married. I am not a woman materialized, but because the younger, so not really able to withstand the temptation of false love. That as a plus in my destiny’s spell, happy, and pain, and also enjoy, love to the last, as the film on “the end”, that approach did not, and then wait for the next in a bar, the result inevitably or a “the end”. At the last meeting after the end of
costume jewelry, I feel extremely tired himself, and I said to myself, I will not from a married man.
However, I met Yan Jun. That morning, I entered the office half an hour in advance, before the boss would like to take a copy of information, but the company’s doors had not opened in the office where I turn, hoping to find an open door and the door inside a Miss Secretary-bit well-intentioned. In the above floor, I finally found such an open door, but it does not have a good secretary, Miss, but a tall, handsome man, very nice color tie. I guess he is about a high-level white-collar, no alternative but to resort to him. He was very happy I went to copiers Strip ago, said that does not matter,You printed it. Then he very patiently taught me that according to which button. In my copy of the intermittent, he came to ask me, no problem, right? That tone, as if speaking of a child, I Chong, he smiled, he has more than 40-year-old age, in his eyes, of course I was a child.
All materials are printed over, I told him thank you, out the door, he pass a business card, saying that the future I can find something. I look at his business card: Yan Jun, the United States ** Company Beijing Branch president. God, this appears in the 8:30 on the company’s “high-level white-collar workers” is the company’s president!
After Yan Jun I know half the time each month in the United States, half the time in Beijing, as long as he in Beijing, a day is eight to the companies, but every day must be the last person to leave the company.
Shortly afterwards, one of my friends applied for a patent, he would like to push to the United States to see if there is any American capitalists willing to buy his patent.Yan Jun reminds me on about him for dinner. Yan Jun driving a black Honda Jager, from the first time we began to meet for dinner, every time he is right before the doors opened, waiting for me to sit well for me, and then around to the left to open the door on the train. I asked Yan Jun: You lovers do? Yan Jun said that there is no. I asked: Are you the conditions so well, why not? He said that I was too busy, and 99 percent ‘to the work of one percent to the home in the United States, I love What to do? Separated for a while, he says, to see my time in Shanghai, the company has to have a girl, Very nice to me, I do not know that count as my lover. Finally, she left me, because not stand. In addition to my wife, I would like to have about any woman can not stand me!
During this time, I was sitting in friday’s where, because of this have been missed for any woman to marry and are intolerable and Yan Jun, I have to wait and be patient. 13:00, Yan Jun come, with a chill, sitting opposite me. He took off his gloves, shook my hand,Said that the small girl, and so urgent now? His hand was cold, but convey the content of it is warm. I said, I think you want great. We sat drinking a cup of beverage, Yan Jun said that the lateness of the hour, I send you go home.
Yungang from the city back to the mountain is black, separated from very far only a very far only a street lamp. Yan Jun attentively, I sat next to Yan Jun, the handle on the car stall, Yan Jun’s hands covered with my hand, shift, when his hand slightly with a little edge, a very real temperature Chuan come from his fingers.
Downstairs to my car, I hand out, saying that, I get a. Yan Jun with one hand my hand, and the other only I get to his arms and kissed me, the first time, a 40-year-old married man kisses. So much love in reincarnation, I return, I thought I already cast metal skin, but I found in the Yan Jun before, my heart is still fresh in the.
Early the next morning, I started from 8:00 to Yan Jun’s office call. Aircraft is the afternoon, I know that Yan Jun morning will be in the office. Open 8:30, when someone finally answered the phone, and is the Yan Jun. I said, I dreamed of you … … in your arms. Yan Jun said, I dreamed of you.
This is the section of those who responded love, like first love. Yan Jun in the United States a day, every day I would XIE Xiu, and miss him, his hands, eyes and kiss. I am every day the Book of Changes, Constellation together we may find a basis. Sometimes the result of good fortune, and sometimes bad, good, I can not believe that the hesitation; bad time, I do not want to believe dismay.
After half a night, I slept early. Telephone come in. I picked up is Yan Jun. I am pleasantly surprised to exclaimed: “You came back!” Yan Jun said: “It is just.” Then he asked me: “want to see me?” I said: “would like to.” He said: “What do you and so on.” II hours later, my phone rang again. Yan Jun, said: “You’re down, and I in you downstairs.” I went downstairs to put on red clothes. Snow very large, Yan Jun to help me open the door. Not seen for half a month, but like “The years go by” feeling. “I will give you from the United States have brought a gift.” Yan Jun said, handed me a beautiful small paper bag, paper bag is a bottle of perfume, it is the flavor of child’s cry-ching. “I would also like to return to office.” Yan Jun said. I head affixed to the chest Yan Jun, a more than 40-year-old man, braving the danger in the mountain road to open a two-hour car came to see a 23-year-old girl, was only a short while , while the discount immediately to return to the company, all this only because I said I want to see him.
I can not touched. This moment, I think: It’s over. Because the other party is Yan Jun, perhaps I could do more in a married man’s lover.
Yan Jun, I made the lovers? No. When the sun rises the next morning, I awakened to the fact that all the assumptions and speculation must end. And Yan Jun together, just like first love in general is not encouraging for the future clear to judge, I do not expect, nor illusions. I made it very clear to me and Yan Jun is no future, “Valentine’s” Forever can only be a moment no matter whether long-short moments worth mentioning. Valentine’s is one such, there is no past, no future. Over the past can not be held accountable, not the pursuit of the future.
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“Shining moment is better than eternal,” so we have a young man is only a pretext for their indulgence. When repeated indulgence, I can not force myself to face up to life, can no longer rely on such an excuse to learn a short-term and floating pleasure. I decided not to indulge themselves, because the love Yan Jun, as love. Because I did not want the same love as before, quickly opened quickly Xie, I would rather he will always in full bloom. Let’s let all.
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So a decision is made, Yan Jun and then call, I will set up barriers voice. Yan Jun longer about me, I took off on some pretext. This is for me, a 23-year-old girl all the challenges of endurance and toughness. But because the pain was well-founded, there is sufficient reason to be patient and persist, so in the winter, I have chosen such a painful but practical method of living, I avoided the Yan Jun, but also to avoid this No results paragraph doomed love.
Long after, a chance, I once again encountered a friday’s Yan Jun. Once again, we sat face to fashion jewelry. We smile. Laughing in, everything has been very clear. Love is still there, because they do not touch, because to get away, because, instead of the pure.
I asked: “Yan Jun, are you okay?”
“Or busy.”
I smiled and asked: “Did you lovers of it?”
“There was one, but now, I found her farther and farther away from me. I had her grasp.”
“Oh, tell me who she was, what?” I deliberately asked with curiosity.
“Yan Jun’s hands stretching from, touched my hair and said:” She was lovely, she was a little girl named trickling. “” Good man will not let a woman beloved by a little bit of injury … … “
She knew him, in an extraordinary night, in the illusory network, and then to the reality, he asked her to drink, she drunk, I do not know is drunk or eventually fell on his arms.
Night more static, and the dark sky by the city of neon light, she sat in the car, the first good halo, can not see where cars are open? Only know that a strange man lying in her arms, a good tight tight ray of good air permeability, however, before shaking the steering wheel in motion on TV drama of belonging to his big hand, a century car stopped for so long, he held on to her to hotels, which took place that night should not have happened have taken place in the.
Day day by day, live, like a snail’s pace, he occasionally called her occasionally to her surprise, opened the door a lot of red roses lay in the eyes, she smiled in an instant face also face stiff on.
On one occasion, he asked why he did not see a total of her laugh, she is quiet, such as the winter ice water, will never wave ripple effect, such as floating marine snow, so close to her would like to give up cold The idea, she, people want to feel the feeling of suffocation, there are always people who are not afraid of death ending up badly beaten.
She does not like cities, has too many memories, perhaps she will go to the country, have been kind of quiet days, she did not like the city because city people hurt her, maybe she’s born with the static in the countryside, in that green forests, the birds chirping in the morning, in that yellow soil … …
Occasionally, she would think of him, he knew her back in there before his family, his and her together, she said fewer and fewer, and occasionally see her often cold Maofeng holding a trance, the eyes of some Endless depression, he had angrily, “Why not see your smile?” The answer is silence, the long silence, the snails are still climbing, not long ago of his shadow.She also available on the Internet chat rooms always liked to chat on a few, also went to another chat room, mp3 in that song sounded “good men will not let a woman beloved by the little bit of hurt,” she thought of him , that she once had a man, perhaps it should be said that once had her man. He came to the portrait becomes more mature pines have never thought about it, she noticed what he was, only remember that the black stripe suit and a good texture, he say hello to her answer is always light , and there is no effort, he also knows there is no condition to pursue the single woman,She was very young, is also very rich, so many years women have not let him stop the real life that the marriage certificate was signed by the woman, for him is a kind of helplessness.
Her hand quickly in the cold hit, with no emotional, he has been silent, her quiet deeply hurt him, why she is not like other women, as in thinking that the total bulging pockets he did not even have to help her buy cosmetics no chance, she has never needed the packet.
Cars once again to those familiar with, representing 11 roses for life, music released from the house, the familiar head: “Good men would not let the beloved woman … …” the door is the, He knows that she will be at home waiting for his arrival, bed, very quiet, snow-white skin is memorable,beloved bed that person to see her smile on his start, is the ice-cold lips, mouth slightly North Korea on shallow, she finally smiled, and finally smiled the smile Forever, it’s gone forever, roses down on the ground, occasionally there are water drip met in the above, she left, she does not like to leave city, left the city she does not like … …
