Secret Love · Orange Raw Huainan

Chapter 82 The Jar of Time

"What are you writing?"

As soon as Sheng Huainan leaned over, Luo Zhi hurriedly closed the title page: "Just remember something."

"I've been writing and writing with my head down since I got on the plane. What are you so eager to write down?"

At this moment, the plane began to fly slowly towards the runway, everyone put away the tabletops one after another, Luo Zhi also closed the notebook and fastened the seat belt.

She just started keeping a diary again.

The notebook with only one diary was crammed pitifully in the corner of the bookshelf.On the afternoon when Luo Zhi came back from Wangfujing Bookstore, she finally took it out, brushed off the dust, and sat down at the desk.The pen that has been used for many years seems to have spirituality at the moment it touches the paper, and the fluent words and sentences easily bridge the blank years in the middle without any flaws.

A writer once said that he would keep transferring his best time to words in order to escape the passage of time.

Luo Zhi deeply understood this feeling.Life in high school is lackluster, but looking at my thick diary full of words, I feel that I have a clear face every day.

Nothing wasted, nothing wasted.A thousand days and nights are held in the hand, heavy, like some kind of proof.

It's a pity that those funny and sad dialogues, those few words calling Sheng Huainan "you", and those years stored in the diary were finally dumped into the torrent of time, which cannot be escaped.

She no longer spoke to Sheng Huainan in the diary, but she could write down what she said to him in the diary.

Some of the feelings she lost were exchanged for warm, heartbeating happiness.

"He just leaned his head over to look, and his hair brushed against my ears, itching, like a curious little fox."

But it's gross.Luo Zhi put away the diary in embarrassment.

When the plane was flying smoothly, Sheng Huainan stood up and took down the laptop from the luggage rack: "Will you watch a movie?"

"Okay, what are you looking at?" She casually helped him put down the table, and caught a glimpse of a folder on the computer desktop called "What She Likes".There was a moment of ecstasy in my heart, as if I had discovered the things about myself that my lover secretly collected, but I didn't keep my eyes open, peeping at the love the other party has for me and then pretending not to know——

Until Sheng Huainan easily clicked on the folder directly, and then turned around and smiled at her, with a cheap expression asking for praise.

She laughed badly.

The name of that movie is "Fairy Tale of Time".

Works of Studio Ghibli.

Taeko in the fifth grade of elementary school.

Sunny day, cloudy day, rainy day, which one do you prefer?
Time moves forward unstoppably, but a good story can bring back the fragments of the past, carefully select and polish them, and bring back all those that should not be missed.Luo Zhi leaned on Sheng Huainan's shoulder, shared half of the earphones, and squinted her eyes comfortably, watching the train in the movie transport the adult Taeko back to the past.

"You know what? I love this movie, and it's not just about nostalgia."

"And why?" He gently kissed the top of her head.

"It's not enough for a good thing to have a good intention, but also a good form, so as not to insult the story. For example, you see, when they were rehearsing the stage play, Taeko added a line during practice, 'Goodbye, Mr. Crow ', was criticized by the teacher for showing off—have you noticed? At that time, the expression of a girl next to Taeko was very vividly portrayed, that is..." She was thinking about how to word it, "Yes, a little sympathy and a little bit' That schadenfreude look that puts you in the limelight. Great detail!"

He hugged her right shoulder tightly: "Yes, good intentions are not enough."

"It's obviously a place that few people pay attention to, but they are still so dedicated and meticulous."

"Because I really like what I'm doing."

Luo Zhi looked at him, the sunlight outside the porthole shone on his face, so close that he could almost see the fine hairs on his face.

"Then what's your favorite thing?"

Sheng Huainan was silent.The clips of the movie keep flashing back, and Taeko is still walking between adulthood and youth.She recalled the age when she just started learning fraction division, the frustrating math results and the division rules like the bible.

The algorithm of ÷ is always confusing.Taeko's older sister copied the division rules mechanically and forced her to remember to multiply by 4 which is reversed. However, Taeko has been trying to demonstrate and divide by cutting honeydew melons. No matter what, she still failed.

Sheng Huainan smiled at this time and said, "She just needs a way to make it concrete."

"What is the solution?"

He scratched his nose proudly and said, "I'm sure I can explain it clearly. Suppose you divide a plate into four equal portions, each portion is a plate, and put a honeydew melon on each plate, then the whole plate has How many honeydew melons—that would be easy. She's just confused, and her sister just gives her formulas without explaining why, which of course frustrates her."

"Teacher Sheng is indeed very powerful."

"Of course, I used to always tutor others in mathematics, including teaching and learning."

Odd changes to even remains unchanged, and the symbol depends on the quadrant.

Luo Zhi suddenly thought of Ye Zhanyan.

Unit circle, trigonometric functions—actually, in the later class, Luo Zhi discovered that Ye Zhanyan still didn't understand, but she could pretend to understand in front of him.They were indeed very similar in their disguise. She wondered if she would ask him some stupid questions if she had the chance, and experience the sweetness she made in that cautious fear.

If it was before, it would definitely be.

But she didn't want him to like a false Luo Zhi until the end, even if he no longer liked her because of the bad part.

"It's a pity," she laughed, "I'm good at math, and I don't need your tutoring in the future.

When she was about to fall asleep in a daze, she heard the sound of him shutting down the computer.

"Thank you for recommending such a good movie to me. But in high school, to be honest, I watched it twice, and I even found it a bit boring. Now I find that it is indeed a good movie."

high school.She sighed inwardly.

"Actually, I thought the person by the window sill was Ye Zhanyan." Sheng Huainan said casually while putting the computer in his bag.

Luo Zhi was surprised: "At that time you had a cold, but I didn't. Ye Zhanyan and I spoke in a much different voice."

"You think boys are like you girls, they pay so much attention to details, such as nails, shoes, hair color, you can remember it at a glance. I couldn't remember the voice of the person by the window sill the next day. I didn’t see anyone on the window sill last time, so I didn’t try my luck anymore. Later, when I met Ye Zhanyan, I mentioned that I like to watch the night view at that place, and she immediately said that she too. Sit on the window sill in the administrative area."

Sheng Huainan threw his schoolbag under the seat, put away the table, and spoke in a flat tone as if telling someone else's story.

"Later I asked, did I meet you there when I was a freshman in high school? Are you the girl who recommended "Fairy Tales of Time" to me? Now that I think about it, she is indeed very smart. She didn't admit it or deny it. She blushed at the time I looked at the shoes and smirked, then raised my head and asked me, do you want to sit on the windowsill now?"

Luo Zhi seemed to be able to see Ye Zhanyan's delicate and naive appearance at a glance from his ordinary narration.

"Naturally I thought she was by the window sill. Of course, I'm not telling you this to show that I've been cheated, and if she hadn't lied to me we wouldn't have been together or anything—I'd prepared I confessed to her, it doesn't matter if these details are true or not, I didn't have feelings for her because of a chance encounter in the first year of high school."

Can you stop telling me about your ex-girlfriend so unscrupulously... Luo Zhi has a strange feeling in her heart, but she is not jealous, on the contrary, she has a desire to inquire, and she is even happy that he can talk about it calmly.

"However, it is indeed exciting, because of her acquiescence, the relationship gives people a feeling of destiny."

There are so many reasons why love arises. When you are in adolescence, when your hormones are agitated, you bump into a girl's thoughtful eyes. When you are in the trough of life, you hold a pair of warm hands. When you are talking about marriage, you meet a person with the right conditions—— —Love is always welcome, as long as it fits into the gap in your heart at that time.

"Coincidentally, I suspect that she lied about the whole thing, and also because on Christmas night, I learned that the girl by the windowsill turned out to be you."

A strange cycle of fate.

Sheng Huainan pressed his fingers on the knob, twisted it back and forth for a long time, and said slowly: "From that moment on, I began to think about many things in the past, and I realized that I may have never really understood Ye Zhanyan. She is more beautiful than I imagined." It's much more complicated, but it's been hidden all the time. But I don't necessarily like the simple silly elder sister, why does she have to pretend? I don't understand, but the feeling between us has long since disappeared, so there is no need to explore."

He suddenly turned his face and looked at Luo Zhi: "I asked you before, if we hadn't made such a big circle in the first year of high school, we would have known each other because of this, would everyone's fate have changed-of course, I haven't finished talking yet , you hit me with a snowball. It’s really tough.”

Luo Zhi grinned in embarrassment: "But you really didn't deserve a beating at that time."

"So can you answer the question now?"

Luo Zhi smiled and thought for a while, then said: "I'm afraid only Luo Zhi in the parallel world can answer this question? Maybe we fell in love early in high school, and now it happens to be a whole year since we broke up; maybe you met Ye Zhanyan in the second year of high school and killed me Dumped; maybe..." She paused, then turned to look at him, "Maybe my life will be very clear and ordinary, many secrets and repressed feelings will no longer exist, and I will no longer be what I am today Luo Zhi."

Luo Zhi felt that compared to all the unknown possibilities, she still liked the way she is today.

The choice that time steals will always be given back to you in the future in the way it likes.

She smiled and fell asleep.

While waiting for her luggage, Luo Zhi received a call from her mother.Looking at the name flashing on the screen, she looked at Sheng Huainan who was staring at every piece of passing luggage seriously by the conveyor belt not far away, stepped back a few steps, and pressed the answer button.

"Mother?"

"Lolo, got off the plane? Are you coming back by the airport bus?"

"Well, I'm waiting for my luggage."

"At first, Uncle Chen was supposed to pick you up, but today the factory has something to do and needs a car."

"Mom is fine. It was originally a car from the factory, so it's not good to use it like this."

"Oh, it's not like that."

Luo Zhi smiled wryly, and suddenly a sentence rang in her ear: "This luggage is yours, right?"

"Lolo, did you come back with your classmates?"

"Ah... yes." She looked at Sheng Huainan who was pointing to the exit and smiling at her with a luggage in one hand, her heart suddenly sank.

"Boy friend?"

Luo Zhi was silent for a long time, lingering between right and wrong questions, finally made up her mind, nodded and said, "Yes."

I don't know if the quietness on the other side of the phone is out of surprise, or out of resentment that has been hidden from her until now.

"...What's your name? Can you bring it here for me to meet?"

Sheng Huainan dragged two suitcases and walked slowly in front of her, turning his head from time to time to see if she could keep up, and smiling every time he turned his head.

Luo Zhi stared blankly at the high school's intertwined corridors of light and shadow overlapping with the bright and spacious airport hall at the moment, and she felt that she, like Taeko, had walked into the corridor of time.

The only difference is him.Now he is looking back at her.

"Lolo?"

She came back to her senses, took a deep breath, and her heart was firm.

"I just met you not long ago. See you later. Let's talk about it later. I'll tell you when I get home."

She pretended to answer with a brisk voice.

"Did you finish the phone call?" He just staggered a distance from her understandingly, and now he slowed down and walked back to her side.

She nodded.He rubbed her hair habitually.

"Aren't you going to take the airport bus?"

"My dad's driver came to pick us up and was already waiting outside in the parking lot."

Luo Zhi paused: "What?"

Sheng Huainan took her hand: "Don't worry, it's just the driver, Uncle Jiang, and he won't see my parents. If you don't want to, I won't tell them that there is you for the time being."

Luo Zhi let him drag her away, but the secret in her heart was bubbling, boiling, scrambling to rush up, bursting on the surface of the water.The plane landed in this city, and those intertwined roots and branches stretched out to restrain her at this moment.

"Sheng Huainan!"

She saw the driver waving at them from afar, stopped suddenly, and blurted out his name.Her eyes were a little sore, but she forcibly endured it.

Just like everything she escaped, was locked in her body with tears, and would rather rot with time.

"No matter what happens in the future, you must remember that I really like you."

He was stunned, but he didn't rush to say anything to comfort him, let alone ask why.

"I promise you." His palm was warm, and he gently pinched the back of her hand.

Love makes no distinction between right and wrong, and this may be its most valuable aspect.

You have to remember.You must remember.

(End of this chapter)