Say goodbye to you before the wedding

Chapter 1 I'm sick, get a green hat for myself (1)
Encounter in the first quarter
God knows how I made such a decision in a state of grief and indignation, and traveled all the way to Vietnam.

At this moment, I am standing at the airport in Ho Chi Minh with my eyes crying like rotten peaches.

An old song by Karen Mok popped into my mind especially at the occasion.

I saw his heart, acting in all his and her movies...

How am I going to tell this story of constant reasoning and chaos?Can't figure it out.I can't figure it out anyway.Why should I be the one to be betrayed?Wasn't it just a little quarrel?Isn't she a little more 'choppy' than me?Didn't she say that as long as I like it, I will never grab it from me?Didn't she say that if she likes someone, she must show me first?And him, is he still the one who only gave me a bowl of instant noodles?Is he still the one who deserves me to fight my parents and cut my own wrist without hesitation?Is he still the one who promised me to love me for the rest of my life?Didn't he rub my hair and say, little lazy cat, I want to make you breakfast for the rest of my life?Didn't he tell me to stay away from her, because she looks like a monster?

I really want to go back and ask him why he is duplicity!Why promise me!Why do you keep your word!why!why!
He is my boyfriend Wei Qingfeng, who had been in trouble for five years during my North Drift years.And she is Yin Susu, my best friend who talks about everything.

Bloody it.I knew you would think so, and I also realized that not all the TV shows were made up, and now I feel the same way.Look at me, the love and friendship I have carefully cared for for several years have ended up in ruins.

Can you bear the pearls that you honed out with pain, hanging around other people's necks to shine?

I can't anyway.

It's only my fault that I've been living in a world of my own in the past few years, in the vision of the future, in the fantasy that everyone is a fucking good person, in the illusion of our sweet and cloying love.In order for you to marry me, I worked hard to save money, huddled together with aunts in the vegetable market to bargain, went shopping in long skirts like a lady according to his preferences, and only occasionally dared to act like a child like a child. , More often like men, we will work hard for our future in the workplace.It's good now, like an idiot, being split by the two people I think I love the most.

I hate myself for not being able to give them four big mouths, and then give them the title of 'dog man and woman'.

I can't do it either.

Out of sight and out of mind, I have always been thoughtful and conscientious in spending money, so I took a trip without any preparation.

I really made up my mind to come to Vietnam because I once read a fashion travel magazine, and the pictures on it were breathtakingly beautiful.The sand dunes in the sunset are as warm as fire, and the moonlight fishing fire is as tender as water.The rising tide and cirrus clouds are presumptuous and wild, while the afterglow of the setting sun is restrained and soft.How can there be so many styles.

I also see callouts in the lower right corner.Vietnam, Mui Ne.

There is another line of interpretation: If you don’t come, you will never know how beautiful it is.

All that said, I'm going to Vietnam.People with obsessive-compulsive disorder cannot afford to be hurt.

It is said on the Internet that Ho Chi Minh City is the most tasteful city in Vietnam. Those small French-style buildings full of European style and the courtyards with exquisite window lattices and papaya trees planted in the courtyard complement each other, and there is a kind of beauty interlaced with time.

I came here to find this kind of beauty, but when I walked out of the airport excitedly, I was stunned by this place where "you will never know how beautiful it is until you come here".

It's loud and humid here.If you are a literary youth, you must think that damp is a rather ambiguous word.

Locusts were flying, motorcycles were rampaging, black patches came roaring, roaring away.

Plastic bags, rotten vegetable leaves, and broken slippers floated on the turbid river.Not as good as the Tonghui River in Beijing.Alas, how can I think of Tonghui River for nothing at this time.

It was just a very ordinary river.

At that time, Wei Qingfeng and I were still living in an urban village called Gaobeidian. The left turn at the entrance of the village was the dam of the Tonghui River. After we had dinner, he took me for a ride on the dam on a broken bicycle.Many old people are fishing leisurely by the river.The afterglow of the setting sun shining on the river is as intoxicating as fine wine.I always say excitedly, Qingfeng, I like this river, and I want to live here with you for the rest of my life.Qingfeng said, Xiaoxiao, you have been wronged by following me. When we make money, we will buy our own house and settle down in Beijing. I also want to show you a more beautiful sea.Then he will sing Wong Ka Kui's "Really Love You" with affection.

The spring breeze and rain warm my heart/I have been cared for all my life without saying a gift/It is your warm eyes/Teach me to look forward to the road with perseverance/Tell me not to give up when I fall/I can’t explain how to repay my kindness/Love is magnanimous It's infinite/Please allow me to say I really love you...

I believe Qingfeng really loved me at that time.

After singing, we sat side by side on the steps by the river. Qingfeng took out his mobile phone from his pocket, handed me an earphone, and then tuned to the radio channel. The footsteps of each other, occasionally looking at each other, what I read from Qingfeng's eyes is firmness and longing for the future.My little heart is beating non-stop just because I picked up a potential stock.It wasn't until the sky was full of stars that we went home holding hands under the moonlight.Whenever I think of that scene, I am full of happiness and look forward to seeing the sea.

Ho Chi Minh's narrow streets are crowded with people of all colors.It is simply a small United Nations.There are many Chinese tourists, but I don't seem to be so gregarious.I was thinking, can I go back?I started to regret it, it wasn't me who was caught cheating, why was I the one who ran away?

When I arrived in the main city, I was at a loss, because my oral English was so bad that I had to use jumping words + gestures + pictures to express my meaning.Barely achieve walking without getting lost, starving to death.

Plug in the earphones and hum "hotel California" softly, it's because I don't know how to express my intention deeply.This feeling is as if I am a healthy person, watching a group of dumb people chatting lively.

There are always people of other skin colors asking me for directions or striking up a conversation. I repeatedly say sorry in exchange for a helpless gesture of spreading my hands. I think the other party must have the expression of going to the execution ground.I began to regret why my English teacher died so early when I was in school.

After a sleepy day, I started to wander aimlessly around the hotel.

People go to the countryside and wear Ao Dai (similar to Chinese cheongsam), the colorful national dress of Vietnam. If you want to know which ones are from China, just look at the red lights and those guys jaywalking will know.

A few tourists from Turkey were eager to try, but failed several times.A sense of superiority as a Chinese arises spontaneously.

I was attracted by the black hip-hop dance in the square on the other side. When I was about to stride across the railing, my strong arms clamped my chest.It's unreasonable for everyone to see it!

I turned my head and slapped him in the direction of my face, my hands were numb, but the other party dodged it very quickly and lightly, and landed on his palm, like a tacit high five.

"Rogue!" Because the sunglasses covered most of my face, I didn't know who it was. I was afraid that the other party wouldn't understand me, so I quickly searched for this word in my brain and blurted out: "rogue!"

Calm down, it's a tall, thin young man.Black hair, high nose bridge, eyes hidden behind big sunglasses, wearing a beige peaked cap, black travel bag, white T-shirt with large patterned pants, and constantly chewing betel nuts.

"Are you Chinese?" He actually spoke to me in Chinese.

Nonsense, do I look like Afghan?
I quickly replied: "I can say that I am Japanese no!"

He took off his sunglasses, frowned, with a cynical expression on his face: "Miss, if it weren't for me, you would have been taken away by the motorcycle gang, maybe you would be torn to pieces, bloody and bloody, tsk tsk, think about it, you almost wanted to die in a foreign country, why not?" Hard-spoken. It's dangerous, what can you do if you wait a few seconds."

This is the most complete and kindest sentence in Chinese I have heard since I arrived in Ho Chi Minh one day, although there are many violent words.

"Then you can't touch other girls' breasts casually, take advantage of me in public, and destroy my innocence."

"If you were immediately overwhelmed by urination, would you still consider which posture is more elegant when going to the toilet?"

"You, you... use strong words."

He stared at the position ten centimeters below my neck for a long time, and said viciously: "The feeling tells me, it seems to be just an egg pancake."

I covered my chest and said with a dark face, "You think you can molest me first and then slander me after you saved me? Instead of doing this, you might as well let the motorcycle gang take me away."

"Since we've been rescued, you don't have to thank us if you're all first-milk compatriots. Why don't you buy me a cup of coffee, fellow."

"You attack my physical defects like this, I invite you to be a big head ghost." When I thought about the metaphor he said about spreading egg pancakes, I became angry, and I was severely insulted both physically and mentally.

Out of breath, I turned around and left.

After walking for a while, I saw him gradually drifting away in another direction, and was soon submerged in the crowd. I was actually a little lost. I finally had a normal communication, and I let him go.

Find a place to drink something.

Whether you are a white-collar worker or a porter in Vietnam, coffee is an essential drink.

Open-air wooden tables, a very emotional coffee bar - the name is after.It is very difficult to find a Starbucks here.Because most of them are independent brands in Vietnam.I just looked around while adding sugar.

Looking around, old couples and old wives born in the [-]s, and ridiculous young couples born in the [-]s are all in pairs. I am a loner, what the hell.

The phone rang, and when I saw the name on the screen, I hung up and didn't want to answer it.Call again, hang up again.Immediately afterwards, QQ and WeChat all received the news.

"Hello?" a magnetic and friendly baritone.

A handsome guy with yellow hair and blue eyes stared at me fixedly, tilted his head, and stroked his chin.Believe it or not if I say this look and appearance look like a young version of Beckham.

I quickly looked around, yes!There was no one next to me, so I lowered my head to check myself, the button of my shirt on my chest was not undone, and I wiped my face twice, it wasn’t dirty either.

Is the handsome guy calling me?

"Hello? Anyone here?" He asked, pointing to the seat next to me.

In fact, this is a very strange thing in China.It is manifested in buses, libraries, cafeterias, and Internet cafes. When there are vacant seats, the people next to them say: "There is someone!"

The clear eyes like a mountain spring instantly killed me.He came over to strike up a conversation with me, and his mind was instantly in a mess like weightlessness.Gorgeous fireworks bloomed in front of my eyes, and I clearly saw five words floating above his head: so fucking handsome.Emma, ​​this is definitely my style, it's too foreign.

I quickly withdrew my nympho expression and replied: "no, no, sit down please!" After he sat down, he ordered a cup of black coffee and asked me in English where I was from.I say China.He answered me in fluent Chinese. He is from the United States and has studied Chinese at Beijing Language and Culture University for three years.

Since I can speak Chinese, it will be easy to handle.We drank coffee happily, ate Vietnamese Pho happily, and then happily met to travel together.In the end, he asked me if I wanted to exchange some dollars with him, and he brought a lot.Although I don't have this need, I must cooperate with such a warm and handsome guy.

"Okay, okay, I just need it, and I can't find a place to exchange it." I reached for my wallet.

As soon as he opened the wallet, someone snatched it from the top of his head.As soon as he looked up, he was instantly killed by that pretentious big sunglasses again.

"why is it you again?"

"Yes, it's me again. Please call me Lei Feng."

"I think you are ridiculous, you scared me to death, why are you still haunted!" I shouted in disgust.

"Honey, I won't be here for a while, you are here to seduce the handsome guy."

"Who is your wife and who is your wife. Tell me clearly."

"If you can't quarrel, you don't recognize your husband, don't get angry, just obediently follow me." After speaking, Gogou walked out.Before leaving, I turned around and said arrogantly to my American food: "This meal, you, treat me!"

American Cuisine shrugged and looked at us blankly.

"Give me back the wallet, grab the wallet!" I trotted after him.

Turning to a corner in the alley, he threw the wallet into my arms.

"People say that women with big breasts have no brains. Through you, I deeply understand that women with small breasts also have no brains."

"Hey, let me ask you, do you want to have such a vicious tongue?"

He looked at me with contempt and said, "I suspect that there is a tumor in your brain that is oppressing your IQ nerve."

"Hey, it's fine if you take advantage of me, and you insult my personality. I don't care about your insulting my personality. You even ran away my handsome guy today!"

"Just now, this person is a habitual offender. There are such people everywhere in places with dense tourist crowds. The money he exchanged with you must not be real. He bullied you for not recognizing counterfeit money, miss."

"Ah, is that so? Are you sure you're not jealous of other people's parents who are more foreign than you, so you spread rumors? I don't believe it! And please don't call me Miss."

"Unreasonable, silly big sister."

"Why should I trust you? How do I know if you are a bad person?"

"I didn't say that I'm a good person. You can choose not to believe it. Go back and continue with the link just now and it will be ok. If you are interested, please search the Internet first to see if there are any such cases."

"What a coincidence, you just appeared again. Rescued me twice in a row. Are you following me?"

"Please, don't you want to be so narcissistic. I live near here and just transferred here to find a pharmacy to buy medicine."

……

Anyway, it was boring, and I finally found someone who could communicate with me, so I started chatting aimlessly.

I asked him, "Where are you from?"

"Yunnan."

"Isn't Yunnan beautiful? Why did you come to Vietnam to sell drugs?"

"Haven't you heard that Vietnam is more beautiful?"

He told me a lot of taboos in Vietnam, such as don’t ignore motorcycle gangs, don’t touch children’s heads, don’t enter villages where green branches hang, don’t eat with your left hand, don’t take pictures with three people, etc.

"How do you know so much? And I'm like a fool who just left the exam room and found out that he handed in a blank paper."

"Strategy, travel strategy, don't you do your homework when you come out?"

"Shh, I escaped. Do you believe it?"

"I believe it. There is no one who travels and wears single-heeled sandals."

You know, it's easy to trust someone in a strange place.Journeys are full of surprises, enjoy it if you can't plan it, like this guy who just showed up out of the blue and saved my two lives.

After drinking coffee, he said, "You, a mentally retarded person, need a guardian. Be your tour guide for free and accompany you around. How about it?"

"You seem to have a good idea."

"I'm in charge of taking pictures, and you are in charge of smiling." He raised the DSLR in his hand and smiled brilliantly.

"Okay, okay, what's your name?"

"Xia Qiusheng."

"Your name is interesting. Are you born in summer or autumn?"

"I was born by my mother." He said slyly.

"My name is Li Xiao, which means dawn and dawn. I'm from Beijing."

In that sunny midsummer, in a foreign country, when I was heartbroken, on the street where the papaya fragrance was brought to each other by fate in a mischievous manner, who could understand the meaning of this relationship for the rest of my life? What does it mean?

At that time, how could I have thought that this man who appeared out of nowhere seemed to be a milestone in my life, preset in my life journey, I went around thousands of miles, and finally had to Admit it, sometimes fate is so wonderful.

It's just that at that time, my mind was a mess, and I was all acting out the scene of fighting against the mistress. I was wary of anyone, and I spoke with savage teeth and claws, without holding back my mouth.

Passing by the church, Xia Qiusheng asked, "Do you want to go in? It happens to be Sunday, and there are many churchgoers, just like us in China."

Some people ask Jesus for peace, some for wealth, some for happiness, and some for marriage.And I just want peace.

Continue to wander after praying.

(End of this chapter)