She said rhetorical questions can dissolve silence.
Now, she was also silenced by a rhetorical question.
The two of them walked out of the game city. They couldn't say they were lucky. They went home in the same direction.
On a bleak night in winter, there were very few pedestrians on the road, and the high sky was filled with stars. The dry and cold air made the stars freeze in their eyes.
"Tell me, will it snow in Hong Kong City this year?"
He Tianran kept talking.
"How many years have I been in Hong Kong City? You should know this issue better than me."
Wen Liang answered a little stiffly.
The boy thought about it. In his memory, the city where he grew up had only snowed once, and that was when his mother got on the plane and left him.
He Tianran said: "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, how are you preparing for the exam recently?"
Wen Liang said: "Let's not be so polite."
Buzz——
Taking out his cell phone, He Tianran received a message from Cao Aiqing.
"Why didn't you come to the evening self-study? I have to keep track of your attendance! But since you have dinner with your family, I'll help you hide it for once! Remember to thank me tomorrow~"
The boy didn't reply and subconsciously took back the phone.
He didn't want to contact Cao Aiqing in front of Wen Liang, whether it was the one he loved before or the one beside him now.
"That little girlfriend of yours?" Wen Liang asked.
He Tianran shook his head, "No, we broke up."
Wen Liang was not too surprised by this answer: "As expected, it goes as quickly as it came. How did you get together in the first place?"
Talking about this, He Tianran smiled bitterly and made a strange metaphor: "It's a bit like a successful blind date."
"Um?"
"She has a crush on me, and I also want to try to like her. At least I don't hate her. But it seems that I took it too much for granted. She also has her own persistence and sense, so we broke up temporarily to give each other a... transition period. ? But since the goals of the two of them are to be together, many things in the future will become a matter of course, so I said this is like a blind date."
After hearing this, Wen Liang said silently: "This is a strange statement, but is it really good to do this?"
He Tianran said seriously: "I also feel a little sorry for Xixi. I will try my best to make up for it in the future, as long as she still likes me."
The short-haired girl turned her head and glanced at him inexplicably.
"Is there something wrong with your brain?"
"What's wrong?"
"Forget it, just do it if you like. As for emotional matters, you can do whatever you want."
What Wen Liang originally wanted to express was that he wanted He Tianran to treat himself better. Since he had accepted the reality, he didn't have to force himself to prove to anyone that he was living a good life.
But when the words came to her lips, she selfishly hoped that He Tianran would have a better life and be more miserable.
This kind of emotion is not about love or not, it is just pure hope.
The moon in the sky was hazy, and while the moonlight shining down became weak and weak, it also became lingering and entangled.
He Tianran couldn't help but secretly glance at the girl next to him.
At this time, the person in the memory and the person around him overlap.
He has distinguished different souls, but that doesn't mean he has completely let go, or in other words, he doesn't need to let go of anything at all.
Otherwise, he would not have asked whether he would be happy in the future, nor would he have worked hard towards a directorial profession that was unheard of before.
The aftershocks of September still affected his soul, but he had learned to deal with it in a better way.
lay down.
Two words, eleven strokes.
Throughout the ages, there are very few people who can really do it.
He Tianran just chose to accept it.
Unknowingly, He Tianran arrived home.
He stopped and hesitated to speak.
"It's just a street away, no need to send it away."
The short-haired girl left a sentence without looking back. Her tone was very free and easy. The neon lights of the city, the passing car lights, and the dim street lights alternated over and over her body. She tightened her clothes, and her whole body As we walk further and further away, our bodies flicker in and out of sight.
The road home ahead is bright, but her back is full of loneliness.
He Tianran's legs followed him uncontrollably.
They kept a distance between each other, not too close but not too far away. Wen Liang paused for a moment, and He Tianran paused for a moment, but they both had a tacit understanding and did not break this behavior.
They all know that the distance between two people cannot be measured by a street or a stretch of road.
He Tianran's mind flashed back to the scene of Wen Liang holding his hand and taking him to eat Chongqing noodles. At that time, he was too shy, so he followed her silently.
Ever since, the boy was supposed to be a handful of clay, but after meeting 'her', he took on the appearance of porcelain.
The moonlight finally shrouded the two figures again in a dim small street.
Wen Liang turned around, and in the faint moonlight, the two looked at each other from a distance.
Affection and separation have always been rivals, and after fighting until the end, He Tianran just didn't want to see the ending be so alien.
He wanted to step forward, but as soon as he took a step, the person opposite shook his head. His eyes were dark and confused, lost, and decisive.
"I... better give it to you..."
The concealed clumsiness seemed to have returned to He Tianran at this moment, and he opened his mouth to explain.
"How long can you give me away? Both 'she' and I hate that you are not decisive enough."
Wen Liang expressed her only feeling of identifying with her other self. She couldn't hold back and said what was in her heart:
"Naturally, when 'she' disappeared, I had thought that if 'she' hadn't appeared, I would have fallen in love with a boy who was laughed at in the class and was so withdrawn that he was even a little weird. But at that time I found that I could no longer put myself in their shoes because the experience in my mind kept pulling me into a bottomless quagmire, leaving me wandering between sobriety and illusion..."
"You are right, I am indeed not 'her', but even if I am resisting, struggling, and having no real feeling, this is also my memory, and I will feel the same way. You are right, 'she' has indeed changed We, when you said we should meet less, I felt lucky for myself, because we were all running away and didn't dare to face each other..."
She took a deep breath, held her heart in her hands, and said slowly with a lonely look:
"But as time goes by, I can't wait to know what you think of me. I even humbly thought that if you insist on treating me as 'her', I will pretend to be a real one. It’s okay to reply...just...just continue that prank..."
"But, today you gave me a wake-up call. I want to thank you for what you said today, because it conflicts with the little bit of self that remains in my heart. When you said that you clearly distinguish At that moment, it was you who pulled me out of the quagmire, and it was time for me to say goodbye to 'her'. Along the way, I have been thinking about how to respond to your words. It was not until now that I really thought of the answer. Thank you. You, Tianran, just send me here."
So, she closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, as if all the burdens and confusions were condensed into this sentence——
"I have no problem anymore...just...don't hurt me again..."
