Shiyang went to the river.
It is in the evening when Jiangtan Park is the busiest.
In addition to students playing ball in the park, there are also many parents walking their children, both old and young, as well as couples running together.
During the two years when Shiyang was married to Fu Jingchuan, she would come here for a walk whenever she had time. She would often sit under the sunset for an afternoon, sometimes in a daze quietly, sometimes painting.
But I spend more time in a daze.
Watching the groups of students after school under the setting sun, I missed her youth from their youthful faces.
When she is in a bad mood, she likes to come here alone to walk and sit.
But not once with Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan is busy with work, and a slow-paced life such as walking and being in a daze has never been in his plan.
But her life at that time was so slow that she could only find the sweetness of life from this slow-paced memory.
The life when she met Fu Jingchuan in her senior year of high school was too warm and beautiful, so she couldn't help but look back bit by bit from the laughing students passing by.
It feels good to sit quietly under the sunset and reminisce, especially when the person you love is by your side.
It’s just that people can’t rely on memories for the rest of their lives.
She never came here again after the divorce.
It had been a while since she returned to Xicheng. If Fu Jingchuan hadn't brought her here today, she could hardly even remember this place.
Shi Yang felt a little sad.
The person leaned on the railing, watching the sunset sinking into the horizon a little bit opposite. Shiyang felt very calm, and there was a faint regret in the calm.
The setting sun has not changed, and the red-roofed teaching building under the setting sun has not changed except that it looks a little more dated.
The students passing by on bicycles still wore the same school uniforms as they did back then, but the bicycles they rode changed from the old style to uniform yellow and green. Battery-powered bicycles also gradually replaced bicycles. The sound of bicycle bells has been slowly replaced by the sound of passing car horns.
Nothing seems to have changed, but it seems to be slowly changing.
Shi Yang let out a long breath, leaned against the railing and turned around. When he looked up, his eyes paused when he saw a large bouquet of red roses. Then he slowly raised his head and looked at Fu Jingchuan who was holding the flowers.
Fu Jingchuan smiled at her, then handed the flower to her: "Happy get off work."
Shiyang: "..."
"Does this also need to be celebrated?" she asked.
"Then..." Fu Jingchuan thought for a while, "Happy Wednesday?"
He thought for a while and couldn't think of any special day today.
It's not a legal holiday, it's not someone's birthday, it's not an anniversary of meeting, getting married, or being together, it's just an ordinary Wednesday.
Shiyang couldn't help but smile at him: "Thank you."
Then he reached out and took the flowers he handed over.
The flowers are beautiful and fresh.
A big bunch, bright red and delicate.
Fu Jingchuan is not a ritual person, let alone a romantic person. There are never holidays in his world, and neither does she.
So they never sent flowers to each other.
She had given gifts to Fu Jingchuan, but Fu Jingchuan's mind was not on her, and he had not prepared any gifts for her. They were all given to her directly. Of course, they were not given to her on special holidays. His cards were usually Put it at her place.
Festivals such as Valentine's Day, birthdays, and wedding anniversaries do not exist in Fu Jingchuan's place.
But for his birthday, Shiyang would start picking out gifts for him long in advance, and would prepare dinner carefully to celebrate him, but Fu Jingchuan was so busy that he couldn't even remember his own birthday.
In the first year, when Shiyang couldn't wait for him to come back, she couldn't help but call him to remind him that today was his birthday. At that time, Fu Jingchuan would also feel deeply sorry for her and would rush back from work immediately to be with her. After celebrating a birthday that has already passed, I might feel guilty and try my best to go home on time in the next half month or so. But in the end, I am still too busy with work. When I get busy later, I slowly forget to go home. thing.
In the second year, Shiyang already knew his habits very well, so when he forgot again, she would not call him deliberately to remind him, she would just stay at home quietly and wait for him to come back.
When Fu Jingchuan returns home, he will also feel deeply sorry for her when he sees the birthday celebration she has prepared for him, and will try to spend time with her, but in the end he is still no match for his love for work.
Although she was a little disappointed at that time, it might be because Fu Jingchuan was usually too serious and serious, too snow-white on the mountains, and was not in the same world as this mortal world. All these common things between ordinary couples and couples were She seemed to be too childish in front of him and too incompatible with him, so she didn't pay much attention to these things, let alone these rituals.
But now that Fu Jingchuan suddenly gave her flowers, Shiyang was still a little touched.
I can’t tell you what it feels like, it’s just a small sense of surprise.
Fu Jingchuan also saw the little surprise in her eyes. The lights on the roadside shone in her eyes, which were dotted with tears.
He took a step forward, opened his arms, and hugged her gently.
A very sorry and pitiful hug.
Sorry for neglecting her during those two years.
She was too quiet and too well-behaved, as quiet as the shadow behind him, never noisy or making trouble, so quiet that he took it for granted that she, like him, didn't care about these so-called rituals.
Fu Jingchuan's hug made Shiyang's nose feel a little sore, and his eyes were sour and a little wet. It wasn't a grievance, nor a regret, but a vague feeling that he had waited for a long time and finally waited.
[I’ve been a little busy these two days, so this chapter is still here today, and I’ll start updating it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow]
