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A very lovely love story
Love story 1: the foolish thing of knitting love. She knitted him a scarf.
That was seven years ago.
At that time, they fell in love, and the girl with long hair in the class next door to the same school in the same city was once his favorite.
Their love is earth-shaking, and no one will envy the hand they have been holding when traveling.
She knitted a scarf for him, and clumsily, stitch by stitch, burning the lamp all night, weaving her feelings into it. At that time, almost everyone who had been in love wore a clumsy and affectionate scarf around their necks. No one will laugh at its simplicity and criticize its style. Because that's love.
In seven years, they broke up. Get back together. Always together.
The bumpy road in the middle is hard to say.
Seven years later, they are all mature. He became the vice president of a trading company, with a straight suit.
She gave up all her life and career for him and came to a strange Beijing with him. The city is so prosperous that there are no birds flying freely in the transparent air. She looks at the blue sky in front of the transparent glass window on the 2 1 floor every day. The sky belongs to her and she can't find it.
He often goes home at night. She smells of mixed perfume. She can't smell it. It's just, if at first, The inevitable break. She is 27 years old and no longer has the courage to bear the broken. Many nights, she waited alone in the dark, crying and remembering.
That year, in order to buy her a concert ticket for her favorite singer, he stood in line all night and spent half a year's savings.
That year, in order to spend more time with her every day, he could stand at the gate of the lively girls' dormitory with his hands red with cold in the snow and ice.
That year, he ran several kilometers for her favorite food, Osmanthus Jelly, to a small shop and brought it back. His eyes are full of love.
However, where did all this go?
Time has really passed.
Once she makes up her mind, she won't regret it. She was touched by his silly years, and she will always be a foil. Unexpectedly, just a few years ago, those feelings that I thought would last a lifetime were lost in those fragments.
He must have stopped loving her. He is just nostalgic. I just don't want to kick her out of his life.
In seven years, he has been in high spirits, but she is still as calm as water, and she still has untimely straight hair, which has not been dyed or changed. After more than ten years, day after day, it turned from prosperity to decline. For example, like a silk flower that is no longer fashionable, it only lingers on the beautiful form of the old days, but it has already been washed away by time. Like their love.
They got married after all. Of course, it is unremarkable. There are no surprises and accidents. He is sure to marry her. She is his eternal hometown, the earliest obsession and the final destination.
But she is not happy. She is still forbearing. Although she has achieved positive results, she doesn't have to worry about her livelihood in such a huge city. She just needs to wait quietly and he will give her all her needs.
It's just that she is used to looking at the blue sky outside the window alone every day, accompanying the endless darkness at night. It is a good habit to live like this.
One weekend, he suddenly said to show her around. She followed him blankly. When they arrived at their destination, she stood in the square waiting for him to stop. A pair of dear little lovers came face to face, their faces flushed with cold and their body language affectionate. They wore scarves of the same color around their necks. She was suddenly defeated, and she couldn't help crying.
He has long forgotten that in that year, he once owned a scarf, which was a clumsy scarf from the hand of his favorite girl, burning the lamp and staying up late, weaving promises and feelings into it. Now, it can only be a memory, and it can only be a young memory. This is the only evidence she has through memory.
Now, they are together. She is still her, and he is no longer him. Even if she has the strength to knit, he doesn't have the courage to wear it.
That's stupidity that only love can give.
It always happens, because this is life.
Love story 2: I love you for more than130,000 minutes. Every day, before the city wakes up, men get up quietly and go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
The rice was scoured out the night before. He added some hawthorn, jujube and sugar, and then he could cook.
While cooking porridge, the man hurried to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. When he came to the kitchen again, the porridge in the pot had already been boiled. The man put on a small fire and cooked it slowly until the house smelled of porridge.
Then, he began to fry eggs skillfully. When the fried egg was cooked, the wrist shook gently, and the brown fried egg turned over beautifully and landed firmly in the pot.
After frying two eggs, the man began to cut pickles and chopped green onion, put them in a small plate and pour a little Chili oil on them? My wife likes spicy food. Before doing all this, he carefully closed the kitchen door, and the action was very light.
After that, the man went into the bedroom and said to his wife who was still sleeping. Get up, the meal is ready. ? It was just 15 minutes before the man got up.
After that, the man went back to the kitchen, filled the porridge, and then served the prepared fried eggs and pickles.
Five minutes later, while the man and his wife were eating quietly, they watched the morning news on TV. They turned down the volume of the TV set because they didn't want to disturb their friendly neighbors. At this time, the city just woke up from a deep sleep.
After dinner, the wife will go to work, and the man will watch her leave on the balcony, then clean up the dishes and go back to the bedroom to sleep. Perhaps because there is no more worry, he always falls asleep quickly and snores evenly.
After 50 minutes, the man was awakened by the alarm clock and got up again. At this time, it was already dawn. He hurried out, walked to the bus stop and waited for a fixed bus. He could have taken the next bus so that he could sleep for ten more minutes, but he likes this car because there is his wife on it? She is the driver of this bus.
Every time I see my wife's car coming from a distance, men will show a happy smile. In his opinion, cooking for his wife every day, watching her go to work on the balcony every day, taking her car to the factory every day, and smiling at her in the rearview mirror of the bus every day? Is the happiest thing in the world.
For many years, regardless of whether his wife goes to work or not, men have to get up earlier than her 15 minutes. The most amazing thing is that the first time he gets up, he doesn't necessarily set the alarm clock, and no matter how late he rested the night before, he can always wake up at a fixed time the next day and repeat what he did in spring, summer, autumn and winter? Work? Put on an apron, fry eggs, cook porridge, cut pickles, pour Chili oil, then wake up your wife, give her a bath, accompany her to dinner and watch the morning news? Then, the wife will go to work on weekdays, and after more than 50 minutes, the man will get on the bus with his wife? Dating? ; On the rest day, the wife began to do housework, and the man sat on the sofa reading, occasionally looking at the busy wife, and occasionally putting down the book to help his wife.
25 years have passed in the blink of an eye. Time flies, the faces of men and wives are getting old day by day. What does not fade is that they smile at each other in their wife's car. Through this smile, they can understand everything about each other, love, care, pity and dependence.
Finally, when I retired, my wife had white hair on her head and the man's face was full of wrinkles.
That night, my wife cooked some small dishes. At dinner, she said to the man, 15 minutes a day, 25 years, is130,000 minutes. ?
The man asked without looking up. Is there so much?
The wife said: I just calculated it and it can't be wrong. ?
The man smiled, but still didn't speak. In his opinion, this is what a husband should do.
The wife went on to say:? In 25 years, you lost 1.3 million minutes of sleep. ? The man is still smiling without a word.
The wife said: From tomorrow morning, you can finally sleep in. From now on, I will get up earlier than you 15 minutes and make breakfast for you every day. ?
The next day, the man woke up at a fixed time accurately, then habitually tied on an apron and walked into the kitchen.
Seeing the light blue flame Ran Ran rising, he suddenly remembered that starting from today, his wife retired, so he didn't have to get up so early to cook.
He smiled wryly, put out the fire and turned back to the bedroom, only to find his wife standing quietly behind him, tears streaming down her face?
Love story 3: They finally met. Just after zero o'clock that day, Zhi Heng celebrated his 35th birthday at work.
As an aircraft technician, he has long been used to this irregular life, and he is not good at talking, and he is still alone.
When I got off work, I bumped into the unit leader with a TV crew to record the program. The leader patted Zhi Heng on the shoulder and said, You just finished your work. I'll interview you. ? Say that finish, the leader turned and left.
The reporter asked Zhi Heng: How much work to check every day. ? Zhi Heng replied? Quite a lot. ? Quite a lot. How many/much? 120. ? Is it particularly hard? ? Not bad. ?
Zhuo Jing, the director of the program, was not very satisfied with Zhi Heng's performance and asked him:? Can you take some photos of yourself at work? ?
Zhi Heng said? I finished my work. Come tomorrow. ?
After a night of partying, the filming didn't go well. Zhuo Jing angrily took the column convoy out of the airport and the car broke down halfway. For half an hour, there is still no progress.
It's not easy to make a program now. If the ratings are low, you have to withdraw. Zhuo Jing obviously doesn't want her players to have no food, although she is a 32-year-old girl. In order not to disappoint everyone, she worked day and night.
At this moment, a person suddenly broke into sight. Zhi Heng picked up the tools and began to repair them. After a while, the engine began to work. Zhuojing thanked Zhiheng in a panic, accidentally knocked off the stick that supported the front hood, and abruptly grabbed Zhiheng's hand before he could pull it out.
Zhiheng grabbed his flushed hand, glanced at Zhuo Jing from the corner of his eye, suddenly smiled, turned around and got on the bus and left. Zhuo Jing looked at the distant vehicles and began to miss this precious person.
When I came to the airport the next day, the interviewee became another young man. After the interview, Zhuo Jing called Zhi Heng and asked her if she didn't come to work because of her hand injury. She wants to express her gratitude. Two people meet in a small restaurant, and the whole process of eating makes Zhuo Jing feel particularly comfortable. Zhi Heng's speech and behavior are all the flavor of time.
After that, the contact between the two became more and more frequent. One day, Zhuo Jing saw Zhiheng's car parked at the gate of the unit after work. He rolled down the window and said hesitantly. I'm just passing by. ? Since then, he has played the role of passing by every day.
On one occasion, Zhuo Jing went to Lijiang on business and fell ill within a few days of going to work. Zhi Heng flew in on leave. Two people live in a suite in the inn. Zhuojing sleeps in the bedroom and Zhiheng sleeps on the sofa. They recuperate as if they were alive, and go for a walk by the lake in their spare time.
One day, when they came back from a walk, it began to rain. They were trapped under the eaves of a pub and went into the house to drink. Both of them were slightly drunk. She kept talking, and he listened to her quietly.
ZhuoJing suddenly some angry, why he has been with her but said nothing, clearly everyone knows, but still don't pick this relationship. Zhuo Jing is a bit pessimistic. Maybe he's just bored?
She expected to hear the most wanted sentence, but he gritted his teeth and kept silent. It was raining, and the two men looked at each other quietly.
Zhi Heng suddenly spoke slowly and said, I find I like you. ? After a pause, he squeezed out another sentence. I like it for a long time. ?
ZhuoJing suddenly felt his throat was blocked. She has heard the same words many times before, but she just doesn't know why people are so moved this time.
In this way, their love relationship was quickly confirmed, because they were not young, and it was not long before they got married. The two planned their honeymoon in advance and went to Inner Mongolia to see the grassland together.
On the third day of their trip, they drove into a forest, lost their way and couldn't get out. They didn't feel their way out of the forest until they heard the roar of the car in the distance, but they didn't go far before the car fell into a deep pit. At first, the car kept sinking until it got stuck in one place.
Zhiheng opened the car door and looked at half the tires that had sunk in. He was startled. He doesn't know if this is a swamp. More importantly, there is no signal at all in this place. The two men shouted a few times, but Yuan Ye, who was empty, could not hear any response.
It's getting dark, ZhuoJing was afraid and looked at Zhi Heng anxiously. Just then, Zhi Heng suddenly straightened up, hugged Zhuo Jing and said, Let's go, just follow my way and follow me step by step. ?
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Zhi Heng's shoulders, and the lonely fields lit up in an instant. ZhuoJing suddenly don't feel scared. She held Zhi Heng's hand tightly, and they walked out of the mire step by step.
Later, Zhuo Jing said that she would never forget that day. Zhi Heng's back seemed to glow, taking her out of the darkness of despair.
On the wedding day, Zhiheng looked up. Zhuo Jing in front of her is wearing a wedding dress. He said: I have never been good at words. I remember what we said on WeChat last night. You said you were happy to marry me. You are old enough. I will always remember these words, wife, I love you, thank you. ? ZhuoJing suddenly burst into tears.
Thank you for the regrets and misses in those years, and thank you for the loneliness and sadness in those years. After all kinds of hardships, they used their last strength to take risks, and the best of them, the story finally met.
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