Xia You Arbor: Looking to Heaven

Chapter 30 Qu Weiran's Memories
That was the first time he and Tang Xiaotian met, and he still thinks his smile is really dazzling, so bright that people can't keep their eyes open.

"Is it worth it for you to love her so much?" Qu Weiran lay on the hospital bed and shook his head amusingly, he actually told such a lie.

Sitting up straight, he picked up a cigarette from the bedside table with some difficulty, held it in his mouth and lit it, exhaled a smoke ring, and looked out the window coldly, his thoughts drifted away slowly...

He is an illegitimate child. Since he could remember, the man he called his father only came to see him two or three times a month. Every time he came, his mother was very happy and served him affectionately. Trying to get the money out of his wallet, but as soon as he left, another man would come from the next door, put his arms around his lover, and count the money he had left. Down the money and abused his son.

From his hatred at the beginning, to his silence later, he actually felt gloating at the end.He couldn't help but wonder, when will his father find out about this?When he finds out, then, how will the father of the pair of sluts be killed?
Or, in fact, my father knew about it a long time ago, but he just doesn't care?So, how is he going to kill those whores?
Thinking of this, he smiled cruelly, and took another puff of cigarette. In the end, the pair of sluts were still made to die by him. He still clearly remembered the pleasure of revenge. It was really cool, as if depressing The person who could not breathe for many years finally breathed out.

But after that, he started to feel bored again.He has many women, those women may like his appearance, maybe the money in his pocket or the famous brand on his body, but he never feels that he loves them, even if he likes them, every time someone tells him that he loves him Sometimes, he always thinks it's fake and ridiculous.

But whenever a woman asks him, do you love me, he will definitely answer, yes, very much.

Yes, I love, love to have sex with you very much, only at the moment of making love, there will be a little bit of love.

What he fell in love with was not the woman gasping under him, but the momentary orgasm when he indulged.

Love is just a joke to him, Qu Weiran, is there true love in this world?In this world full of lust and the smell of copper, love has long been extinct, and that kind of thing only appears in the idle fantasies of little girls.

Before joining the army, he had always believed in this.Until he met Tang Xiaotian.

On the first day of entering the barracks, when he entered the dormitory, there was only one person in the empty dormitory, and that person was lying on the table and writing something.Hearing the movement at the door, he immediately stood up and turned his face. The sunlight outside the window shone on him. He smiled heartily. When he laughed, there were a pair of deep dimples on both sides of his cheeks, which made him look even more handsome.He has a sunny smell on him, which is completely opposite to himself.

He came over, stretched out his hand and smiled: "Hi, I'm Tang Xiaotian."

He held the sunny boy's hand and smiled: "Hello, Qu Weiran."

That was the first time he and Tang Xiaotian met, and he still thinks his smile is really dazzling, so bright that people can't keep their eyes open.

Later, they slept in bunk beds, went in and out together every day, ate and slept together, and it was really difficult to think about their relationship badly.

In the army, recruits who have just joined the army like to write letters, and writing letters is the only way to communicate with the outside world.Every night, the recruits in the dormitory lie on the table and write letters, to classmates, to parents, to teachers, and to everyone who can write.

Veterans always say that all new recruits are like this, and within three months, no one will write letters.

Sure enough, the veterans were right. Three months later, except for a few with girlfriends, almost no one else wrote letters.Firstly, I was too lazy to write, and secondly, the letters I wrote were never answered.

The veterans also said that all new recruits are like this, and within half a year, all their girlfriends will have to run away and all their green hats will have to be worn.

Veterans are veterans and there is always a point in what they say.Half a year later, there were always people who secretly hid under the covers and cried after they could no longer receive letters from their girlfriends.

But Tang Xiaotian still wrote letters every day, morning, noon and night, three letters a day, and after finishing writing, he sent them out together during the exercise the next morning.He often made fun of him, how can a man write so much nonsense, don't call him Tang Xiaotian, you should be called Tang Sanfeng.

Amidst the laughter of everyone, Tang Xiaotian rubbed his nose and smiled softly, that smile was very shy.

The letters Tang Xiaotian receives are also very regular, with at least four or five letters every week.He has a drawer where he doesn't put anything in it, except for the letters from his precious girlfriend, which are neatly stacked in order.

Once, the squad leader handed Qu Weiran a big envelope and asked him to pass it to Tang Xiaotian when he returned to the dormitory. He took the envelope, weighed it, and estimated that it contained a big book.Glancing at the envelope, the address of the army was written on the envelope with a black ink pen. The handwriting was beautiful. At the bottom of the envelope, it said, Shu Yawang.

Ya Wang?He read her name lightly, a good wish?What a nice name.

"Xiaotian, your letter." He threw the letter to Tang Xiaotian who was sitting by the window.

Tang Xiaotian caught it, and carefully opened the envelope along the corner, the kraft paper was rattled by him.He returned to his seat, couldn't help but secretly looked at Tang Xiaotian, and saw him take out a sketchbook from the envelope, when he opened the first page, he was surprised suddenly, and then revealed a dazzling smile.

At that time, he suddenly felt a little envious, envious that he had such a person who could let him share his moments with her; envied that he had such a person who could make him miss day and night; envied that he had such a People, waiting for him to go back for a long time; envious of the deep sweetness and full of happiness in his smile.

Why has he never met such a person in his life?Why did he have so many girlfriends, but none of them gave him the urge to write a letter?Why?
From that moment, he suddenly felt that Tang Xiaotian's smile was very dazzling, making him uncomfortable.

It turned out that there is true love in this world, but that love has nothing to do with him.

Three years later, when he saw the familiar font again on the handover form, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the girl standing in front of him. It was a pretty and clean girl who could not be said to be as beautiful as a fairy.

"Yawang, nice to meet you." He didn't know why he was so excited.

The moment he saw her, he suddenly wanted to get her. He didn't know why, but he just wanted her.

He said that he wanted to help him try whether she was worthy of his love for him.

He said he was just joking.

Yes, he was lying, he just wanted to get her, to get Shu Yawang, to get Shu Yawang who Tang Xiaotian loved so much.

He doesn't hate Tang Xiaotian, he really doesn't, he even likes him, his sunshine, his smile.

But he hates love, hates someone who loves so deeply, so deeply, so dazzlingly in front of him, and makes him want to destroy it so much.

The cigarette in his hand burned to the end, he raised his hand, and pressed the cigarette end into the ashtray fiercely.

There was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.Just wait, the game has just begun.

(End of this chapter)