The trapped people watched the sun rise and the moon set in the dilapidated alleys, like robots that repeatedly operated wirelessly. It was not until Gan Qinghua reappeared that there was a trace of waves.
From the moment Gan Qinghua got off the bus, the eyes of the people around her never left her.
Gan Qinghua has a well-proportioned figure, beautiful appearance, and elegant temperament. She is dressed up like a fairy with a little makeup. She still gets out of the cab of a luxury car with a large bouquet of roses in her hand. No one is paying attention.
Everyone watched Gan Qinghua, who was carrying a piano case and holding roses, walk into the alley at the corner of the street and walked into the second dilapidated stall.
Today is a good day, the Chinese Valentine's Day. There are many men and women holding flowers on the road, but none of them are as beautiful and otherworldly as Gan Qinghua.
"Long time no see." Gan Qinghua stood at the door with a smile on his face, really like a fairy descending from the earth.
Chu Xiang had already noticed Gan Qinghua's arrival, and could only smile bitterly at this time.
People watching the fun outside gathered around. No one could have imagined that such a beautiful fairy-like woman would actually come here. They all stretched their necks to see what the man inside looked like.
"Such a beautiful flower was wasted." Chu Xiang sighed.
Gan Qinghua was not frustrated by the expected rejection, and still smiled with a smile on his face.
"It's not a waste for me at all." Gan Qinghua said, putting down the piano case and holding the rose in both hands and handing it to Chu Xiang.
Chu Xiang also smiled, took the rose, smelled the fragrance, and said, "It smells good." Then he put it aside.
He knows what Gan Qinghua means. I just do what I want to do. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work out, and it doesn't matter whether you accept it or not.
I want to do it, so I do it, I am happy, I am happy.
What is natural? Let nature take its course.
"Isn't this the first time someone has sent you flowers?" Gan Qinghua said with a smile.
"The first bouquet of flowers a man receives is usually in front of his grave." Chu Xiang said seriously, taking out a plastic stool from under the table for Gan Qinghua to sit on.
Gan Qinghua laughed, sat down and said, "I didn't expect that I would have such an honor."
"Maybe he's stupid." Chu Xiang sighed.
"That's not important, at least there is less regret." Gan Qinghua smiled sweetly.
"There are always regrets in life. If everything was perfect, it would be too jealous." Chu Xiang said.
"It makes sense." Gan Qinghua smiled.
"Listen to your reasoning." Chu Xiang said.
Gan Qinghua nodded, packed up the things on the table, opened the piano case, and placed the guqin in place.
Chu Xiang leaned on the back of the chair, rested his elbows on the armrests, and supported his chin with his palms, waiting quietly for the sound of the piano to sound.
Gan Qinghua tried to strum the strings, but the sound was correct. Then he plucked the strings lightly, and the sound of the piano sounded loudly, like thousands of troops approaching, and the crowd outside suddenly fell silent.
Close your eyes for a moment, Gan Qinghua plucks the strings to form a tune, and the mountains and rivers flow out along with the strings.
Looking for a close friend in the mountains and flowing water, this song fits Gan Qinghua’s current mood.
However, although we have close friends, we can't go hand in hand, leaving only regrets.
The sound of the piano flows freely, freely and harmoniously.
The audience outside the door only thought that the music sounded good. Although they didn't know what the music was, and they didn't know the level of the music, they just listened to it if it sounded good.
After the song ended, the listeners did not come back to their senses for a long time, and the sound of the piano lingered for a long time before dying out.
A sigh, I don't know if it is regret or regret.
"It's not too late to regret now." Gan Qinghua said with a half-smile.
"Years ago, I wanted to learn an instrument, but unfortunately I couldn't play a musical instrument. Maybe this is the regret I was destined to have," said Chu Xiang.
Gan Qinghua said: "I can teach you."
Chu Xiang smiled and said: "Although I don't know much about music and don't understand the situation in the musical instrument circle, there is no one in ten thousand who is as talented as you. Even if I study for a hundred years, I still won't be able to play the piano and flute ensemble."
This is the truth. His talent and intelligence are already unique among ten thousand, and his understanding is extraordinary, which is even rarer in the world.
In just a few years, Gan Qinghua
I have penetrated the realm he mentioned and reached the pinnacle of Qin Dao, which is probably unique in the world.
Gan Qinghua looked at Chu Xiang, speechless for a long time, his expression gradually dimmed, and he sighed, feeling sad.
After all, you can't force it, you can only sigh.
If you are not persistent with the person you love, even if you hold hands for just a moment, you still have a moment. However, he is so determined that he doesn't even give him a chance to get close.
The words have come to an end, and there is no room for turning back. I can only pack up my things and let go of this short-term joy.
Carrying the piano case, he was about to leave, but he turned back, with a look of reluctance, who could bear it.
This time was chosen by her, and she came here specifically at this time. Of course, it was because she had some thoughts and not just by chance.
Although they only met three times, each time he was unforgettable, making her feel the irresistible attraction of this man.
Without those words in her mind and the person she missed in her heart, she would have become dust in the mud during those five years of suffering.
"A close friend has arrived,
Rest on Magpie Bridge,
It is difficult to understand by oneself relying on the fence, the piano and the sword.
I hate having no precious makeup on my temples,
Just infatuated and unthankful. "
Gan Qinghua smiled. She didn't know whether it was a poem or a word, but she understood his heart.
When he was relieved, Gan Qinghua wanted to know what kind of woman that woman was that could make her thoughts in her heart so persistent and imprison herself in this small cage.
She wanted to ask a little bit, but this was just the thought in her heart, and she would never be able to ask, because she was a rational person, just like him.
This was the gulf between the two of them, a chasm that could not be crossed, because the reason in their hearts opened the distance between them.
Maybe there are so many regrets in life. Regrets are the normal state of life, and perfection is often just an accident.
Maybe after leaving, they would never see each other again, but she had to leave, and he would not keep him.
All relationships had been decided when the two of them first met. He had already drawn a boundary between them, an insurmountable boundary.
Climbing high and whistling, you can see the beauty of the mountains and rivers, look at the abyss and remember the past, and sigh at the enchantment of those who have passed by.
What a powerful and domineering sentence. How can someone who can say such a sentence be an ordinary person?
Maybe he will be a general who can fight all over the world and win thousands of miles away, or maybe he will be a wise man whose oars are wiped out while talking and laughing. He just lacks an opportunity.
If they could let go a little, things might be different, but now everything might not happen, because neither of them will take another step forward, even a small step.
Life may be so regrettable.
The weather in the south in July seemed too hot, and the cars passing by outside seemed too noisy. Just like the two people's turbulent emotions, they would never have the chance to meet again.
It's not that there is no chance to meet, but that they have no motive or need to meet each other anymore. Everything has ended here.
Is it regretful? Of course he has regrets in his heart.
The two of them are neither teachers nor friends, it is more appropriate to say they are confidants.
The world is chasing dreams, but it is rare to find a close friend.
Besides, they are a man and a woman, aren't they a match made in heaven?
Of course, this is true from their spiritual level, but there is a big gap in reality. There is a huge gap between the two in terms of family conditions, social status, financial capabilities and other aspects.
It is absolutely impossible for a person from a family like him to be with someone from a family like hers.
Of course she understood what he understood, which was why everything was decided at the beginning. It is precisely because both of them understand this too much that this gap is so difficult to bridge, although they have the ability to cross it.
It's a pity, of course it's a pity.
Attachment is suffering, and all living beings suffer.
The last time we met, he was already obsessed with
That she is so persistent, he must be suffering. The more he understood this, the more confused Gan Qinghua became.
Leave, although there are many regrets in life, a life without regrets would be too dull. If there are no regrets, the next life will be very boring.
Nine times out of ten things in this world are not what she wants. She has already gained a lot from here and cannot ask for more.
Just one scoop of the three thousand weak water is enough, but wishful thinking of having them all is too much.
Then let him control himself in this cage. Perhaps only in the cage can he develop a state that no one can match and accumulate unparalleled masculinity and domineering.
Everyone has a path that everyone should take. No one can leave anyone. One day he may wait for the person he is waiting for, or he may not wait for the person he is waiting for. Things will eventually end one day.
Perhaps it was true as he said, everything was already destined.
"See you again when we are destined." The lost man smiled again, as beautiful as a flower.
If we are destined to meet again, we will meet again. If not, we will meet each other again.
Gan Qinghua passed through the crowd of onlookers, turned and left the slightly narrow alley.
There were countless days of wind, frost, rain and snow, and countless miles of walking alone from the southeast to the northwest. How could outsiders know the hard work during this period?
He must know that he is the unremitting thought in her heart and the motivation for her persistence.
This is one of the reasons why she can persist, because she wants him to see that the person he points out is not a waste, but can really meet his expectations.
The hot and humid south wind blows, everything seems like a dream, but this dream lasts for a long time.
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