What is love? Young people, do you understand?

What is love? Ten thousand people have ten thousand opinions.

Zhang Zheng’s statement is: The so-called love means that when you come home late, there is a light left for you; when you are sick, the text message received on your mobile phone contains only a few words: "Remember to take medicine" ';After a nightmare, you can still sleep peacefully by touching the person beside your pillow. This is love! It’s not the flowers before the moon, not the eternal vows, and it’s not the love in bed. It’s a feeling, just like drinking a bowl of hot water on a cold day, the feeling of warmth in the heart!

He didn’t think like this before. After that day, he suddenly understood. It was like seeing the ending of a suspense novel, and he had a feeling of enlightenment.

1 Zhang Zheng got off work from the company, entered the negative first floor from the elevator, and came to the underground parking lot. As he walked, he felt for the keys in his trouser pocket, and the boss's roar echoed in his mind: "You Look at your performance in the past two months. You are not ashamed, but I am. Don’t tell me that the market is sluggish. There are so many reasons why others can do well..."

He started as a sales representative in a real estate company and worked his way up to the position of sales manager in three years. In this second-tier city, the housing prices are also confusing, but the market is indeed not as good as before. The company does not have an advantage in the properties it receives, and the treatment is very average. It cannot retain the elderly. New people come and go, and the performance of the entire company is declining. The other teams were not much better, and the boss took advantage of him, in front of so many people.

"Am I the only one who is easy to bully? The worst I can do is quit." He thought angrily, and at an inappropriate time, Alian's eyes appeared in his mind. The moment the boss finished his rant, Alian looked at him. , his eyes met hers, her eyes were complicated.

"Alas!" He sighed heavily, his hands still fumbling around on his body. His pockets were all deflated. He must have left his car keys in the office. His mind was so busy after get off work that he must have forgotten it. take.

There was another unknown anger in his heart, rushing around in his chest, "I don't know what's going on lately. The smallest thing can make me angry. Am I suffering from depression?" Zhang Zheng thought to himself, holding on. He adjusted his glasses and walked to the elevator again.

When passing a car, he looked at himself in the reflector. His face was haggard. He had forgotten to shave in the morning. The hard stubble was sticking out from around his lips. His vitality was like a When he was a child, the leeks in the field were cut one after another. He thought of his wife Song Qian's armpits again. It must be like this if they don't shave for two days, right? He smiled, wondering how he could still laugh, and used his hands to gather the few sparse hairs on his head. "This hair is falling out more and more." He sighed and walked into the elevator.

There was only Alian at the front desk in the company. When Zhang Zheng walked in, she was bent over looking for something without raising her head: "Express delivery? Just leave it there, thank you!"

Zhang Zheng stood behind her without saying a word. Alian is a girl from Hunan. She has just graduated from junior college. She is young and full of energy. She loves to wear short skirts. Even in winter, she has to show her long legs. They are so white that they are dazzling. From behind, it makes people daydream endlessly. But when she When you turn your head, it's not scary, it's not too beautiful, and it's eye-catching. It is said that her boyfriend was out of town, and Zhang Zheng once joked with her: "Hurry up and find a temporary partner. All my little bastards are hungry and thirsty and have no intention of working anymore. Please save us!"

She smiled and said: "Okay! But those bastards are staring at my ass all day long, thinking that I don't know, there is no good thing! Do you want to recommend yourself?" She looked at it provocatively. He nodded again, "Well, that's right! Old men have more taste!"

"But my famous beauty has an owner!" Zhang Zheng smiled awkwardly, stealing the chicken but losing the rice. feeling.

"Tch!" Alian said disdainfully, "I am the famous flower, you are the cow dung, you are ugly, but at least it is enough fertilizer."

"Flowers Insert cow dung, it’s a perfect match! You have such good eyesight, I have to accept it!” Zhang Zheng clapped his hands and laughed.

Since then, the relationship between the two has undergone some subtle changes, and they often make some erotic jokes. Zhang Zheng's life was like a stagnant water, with ripples appearing from time to time.

At this moment, Zhang was looking at her from behind. She was arching her body, her short skirt wrapped her buttocks roundly, slightly upturned, and swaying a little. Her flesh-colored stockings were tight, revealing the graceful curves of her legs. The ultimate, a touch of red seems to be hidden between the skirt. Zhang Zheng's mouth went dry and he quickly looked away. If he continued to look at it, he might be in trouble.

Seeing no one answered, Alian turned her head and saw it was him. She exhaled and said, "Please, please just squeak. Do you want to scare me to death?" She patted her hands as she spoke. Breast, "Why are you back again?"

Zhang Zheng's eyes wandered near her hand, like a mountain climber halfway up the mountain, about to climb the peak happily, giving an order and asking for it immediately On the way back, I felt extremely reluctant to leave. He looked away with difficulty, his face a little unnatural, and said quietly: "I, I forgot the key at the company." Feeling a little guilty, he hurriedly left. He could feel her gaze on his back like a gleam, which was painful. .

Zhang Zheng found the key. When he returned, Alian was sitting on the chair, staring at him with eyes that could not tell whether he was happy or angry. Zhang Zheng wanted to lighten the atmosphere and said to her with a smile: "I know I'm handsome, but if you look at me like this, I'll be ashamed."

Alian rolled her eyes and ignored her. he. He stood there, seeming to be struggling with something in his mind, but in the end he only uttered a few words: "Let's go down the stairs together."

Alian said quietly: "I have something else to do, so you can go first. Otherwise, my sister-in-law should be anxious."

"Well, you should leave early before it's too late." He said and walked out of the company. For some reason, he felt relaxed.

2 Back home, Song Qian was killing fish in the kitchen. There were a lot of fish scales on her apron. The crucian carp that had been disemboweled and gutted suddenly jumped out of her hands and splashed all over her body. Face water.

She smiled helplessly at him: "You're back?"

"Yes!" He nodded, picked up the paper towel on the table and wiped her face for her. She instinctively I wanted to dodge, but I was a little disbelieving, but the panic in my eyes only calmed down at that moment.

He looked at her carefully. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen her up close. Her face was a little pale, not flushed and shiny, as if she hadn't slept well, and there was blood oozing from the corners of her eyes. There are thin crow's feet, and there are also some faint spots under the eyelids. Further up, the long hair has no luster, and a few thin white strands are vaguely mixed in it.

That is the long hair that she is most proud of! At that time, her classmates and best friends were envious of her long, black and thick hair. He once said to her: "If the rejoicing heroine were you, the effect would be ten times better." She is young and beautiful, especially loves to laugh, and never seems to be troubled. Even when she is in a bad mood, she can tolerate her. Infected and happy. Her smile is like the bright sunshine, which can dispel the gloom; it is also like the warm spring breeze, which makes every pore of the body feel comfortable. I still remember the poor performance and childish reasons when I invited her to dinner or a movie for the first time. It’s ridiculous to think about it now, but the love at that time was warm and sincere, like a jar of old wine that had just been opened, and the fragrance was so intoxicating. !

Ten years ago, the two graduated from the same third-rate university and came to work together in this second-tier city far away from their hometown. They both came from rural areas and their family backgrounds were not good. Especially in Zhang Zheng’s family, his mother was sick all year round. It was all thanks to his father working hard at the construction site to support the family and support him in college. He also owed a lot of debt for this. In his impression, his father was never willing to eat a good meal or wear decent clothes. The draw is always the big front door. One time during the Chinese New Year, he bought a down jacket and a pack of cigarettes for his father. He heard that they cost 600 yuan. His father was very angry and insisted on asking him to take them and return them. He said that he could not return the items he bought online, so his father gave up. My father is already old. He has been overworked all year round, exhausted his physical strength, and his body is overwhelmed. He cannot do construction work. He can only stay at home and grow vegetables with his mother, tending two acres of land.

Before his son was born, Zhang Zheng wanted to bring the old couple to this city. Song Qian had no objection, but his father refused to come, saying that the city was like a cage, without freedom and suffering. Without this sin, besides, the crops in the fields still need people to take care of them.

He knew that on the one hand, his parents were afraid of causing him trouble, and on the other hand, the older generation in the countryside felt empty after leaving the land.

He no longer forced it. With the efforts of the two of them, they finally paid off the old debt and saved up enough down payment to buy a house in this city. They bought a house and a car one after another, but the mortgage and The car loan left them with almost no savings, but contraception failed. Song Qian became pregnant. The birth of her son did not bring much joy. Song Qian did not want an old man to take care of the child, so she quit her job and became a housewife. Her income decreased, her expenses increased, and the economy The poor and humble couple had everything they wanted. They often quarreled, exposed each other's scars, and hurt each other. One became more and more sensitive and suspicious, and the other seemed preoccupied all day long. They were either quarreling or having a cold war. , the days have passed, and we are all tired and tired. We are often too lazy to talk and feel like strangers.

Today, Zhang Zheng's rare tenderness made Song Qian in a good mood. A dish of braised crucian carp was full of color and fragrance. At the dinner table, her son also felt the relaxed atmosphere and happily told interesting stories about the kindergarten.

Song Qian put on the pajamas she rarely wore, and hinted at him on the bed. She couldn’t remember how long it had been since she had been intimate. Once in a while, it was just like a routine, and she did it hastily and perfunctorily. Interesting and lackluster. Looking at her sagging skin and somewhat bloated and out-of-shape figure, Zhang Zhengyi's interest waned, but he didn't want to ruin the atmosphere. He closed his eyes and imagined what A-Lian looked like. He immediately became interested and became lively. And she responded enthusiastically. The scene was full of love and joy! After everything was done, she whispered in his ear: "You were so awesome today!" He was so tired that he lay on the bed like a dog, breathing heavily, thinking in his mind: If it were Alian, would this be the case? Praise me?

3 ? Life is still the same, with yesterday that can’t be returned, today being careless and tomorrow being unpredictable. Sometimes I look forward to something happening, but when it happens, I want to escape.

On Friday afternoon, Zhang Zheng got off work early. It happened that Song Qian was going to buy groceries, so they went to the market together. Zhang Zheng loved tomatoes. After comparing prices at several places, Song Qian fell in love with one. The stall had a full range of dishes, so she simply picked some other dishes.

The stall owner was a short, fat, middle-aged woman. She weighed the dishes for her with a smile. When she settled, the price was nine yuan and four cents. Song Qian took out nine yuan and handed it to the stall owner. She was about to leave with the vegetables. The stall owner stopped her and said, "Is there still forty cents left?"

Song Qian said: "How many cents more do I need?" ?”

Stall owner: “It’s so late, I’m selling at a loss.”

Song Qian: “But I only have so much.”

Stall owner: "It's easy, just pick up a tomato." He made a show of taking it.

"Look for it!" Song Qian angrily threw out a hundred.

"I can't find it. I saw you had a ten-dollar piece in your hand." The stall owner was also angry.

"I don't want to buy it. I don't want to give you the money." He grabbed the money, pulled Zhang Zheng, and turned to leave.

"You're not allowed to leave! You've taken me so long and you're making fun of me?" The fat woman came to stop her when she left the stall.

"I won't buy it today, what can you do to me?" Song Qian stopped and raised her voice.

Zhang Zheng was a little impatient: "Why don't you just give her a few cents and it's over?"

Song Qian's eyes were a little red and she glared at him: "I won't give it. ."

"Damn it, you have to buy it today." The stall owner yelled.

Song Qian was not to be outdone and started scolding the stall owner.

Zhang Zheng stood there without saying a word, his face ashen. After everyone's persuasion, the stall owner returned while still chattering and cursing. Zhang Zheng picked up Song Qian and strode away from the market.

On the way home, the two quarreled again.

"Why are you acting like a shrew and quarreling with that kind of woman? Our family is so poor that we don't need these few cents? What a disappointment!"

"I am a shrew? Obviously I am. She is unreasonable and scolded me first. You still blame me?" Tears welled up in Song Qian's eyes. "Why am I doing this? It's not just to save some money. I worry about this family every day. I broke the flower with two petals, was I wrong?" She laughed, but tears came to her eyes.

She had no concept of money before and never cared about money. At that time, the two of them were shopping and when they saw beggars, she always wanted to give alms. He said that many beggars were fake and she didn’t believe it. , I still give it every time, but now, she has changed. He thought, feeling a little uncomfortable.

She continued: "Your wife was bullied, and you stood there without saying a word, and instead accused me, hum, you are so good!" She deliberately emphasized the last three words. Tone, shook his head, laughed again, the smile was so sad.

It had already touched the soft spot in his heart, but when he heard this, he became angry again. "Is it possible that I go and beat others up? You turned such a trivial thing into this," he said in his heart. , but did not speak, anger and irritability spread...

The two returned home empty-handed and full of enthusiasm. There was no food for dinner. The son complained that he was hungry. Zhang Zheng took him out to eat, and Song Akane lay on the bed paying no attention to anyone.

It was another sleepless night. In the morning, Song Qian said that her ovaries had been hurting recently and she wanted to go to the hospital. Zhang Zheng said that she had to meet an important client today and had no time, so she suggested going tomorrow. Song Qian was cold With a straight face, he was noncommittal. It happened that the child's aunt came over to take the child out to play, and Zhang Zheng went out.

He actually asked Alian to watch a movie. It was originally a test, but she didn't expect that she agreed. He wanted to turn his fantasy into reality and took this substantial step.

While waiting for the movie to open in the cinema, a piece of local news on his mobile phone caught his attention: a woman was caught in the wheels of a garbage truck, and the scene was horrific. There are pictures to accompany what happened an hour ago. One picture shows debris on the ground. A white female electric car can be vaguely discerned. Another picture shows dark red blood stains and deep wounds on the road. There are skid marks. There is only a woman's backpack in the last picture. The strap of the backpack is broken and it is stained with blood. The address is on Jianshe North Road, close to the First People's Hospital. The news said that the woman was probably in her 30s and had no signs of life at the time. She was still taken away by 120. The situation was not optimistic and the owner of the car involved in the accident was under control.

Zhang Zheng suddenly remembered what Song Qian said in the morning, and his heart suddenly "suddenly" started. He stared at the picture carefully again, his heart gradually sank, and a bad premonition came over him. It can't be such a coincidence, he comforted himself, but it seemed like he was telling the worst lie that even he couldn't pass.

His brows were furrowed and his eyes were wide open. His gaze seemed to pierce through the screen of his mobile phone. He kept zooming in and out of the image with his right hand. Due to nervousness, his hand was shaking a little and he made frequent mistakes in operations.

She rides a white female electric bicycle, which she uses to buy groceries and pick up her children. The style of that women's bag was so old-fashioned. I bought it as a gift to her two years ago. At that time, she laughed at me for having no taste, but she still treated it like a treasure and took it with me every time. They go to the First People's Hospital every time they see a doctor because it is close to home and the medical experience is good. Everything fits together!

A woman in her thirties, carrying a girl's bag, riding a white electric car, driving on the construction road, was about to go to the hospital... He already had an animation in his mind, the protagonist of the animation. It was Song Qian. She was covered in blood and squirming on the ground. No one came forward to help. She was so helpless. She gradually lost strength and stopped struggling...

The last scene is in The excitement in his mind seemed to be squeezing into his internal organs. A deep cold gathered in his body, and huge fear came over him, making him tremble.

He kept calling the number marked "wife" in the address book, and the other end of the phone just repeated mechanically: "I'm sorry, the user you dialed has turned off." He paced back and forth, Restless.

Alian came back with popcorn and drinks in her hands. Seeing his strange behavior, she asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Who are you calling?"

His efforts were in vain. Putting down the phone, he couldn't hide the pain on his face, mixed with endless self-blame and annoyance. He had never hated himself so deeply as at this moment, and he even hated looking at Alian. Even though she had dressed up carefully today, I think she looks disgusting.

He knocked the thing out of her hand, said nothing, rushed out of the crowd, and strode away, leaving her with a surprised look on her face.

Zhang Zheng drove quickly through the city, running red lights and arriving at the First People's Hospital. 120 According to the principle of proximity, people should be here. His eyes were red and his face was full of anxiety. He would ask questions when he caught someone, like a mad tiger. The timid people would stay away from him in fear, but the result was disappointing to him. He went to several hospitals in succession, but all failed. fruit. His heart sank little by little. He had been holding on to some luck at first, but now he was in despair. He must have been sent to the funeral home, so no one saw him.

He was crying while driving, with her shadow in front of his eyes and images of her in his mind. From acquaintance, acquaintance, and falling in love, the whole process was like a movie clip, constantly playing, Her every move, every move, every move, and every move became clearer and clearer. He remembered the old song again:

Once you said it to me in the wind

We will stay together in this life

Once you said it to me in the rain

Never leave me

How many lingering dreams are woven

How many scenes of love and hate

Why did everything end in the end

Still empty

…………

He didn’t know how long he had been on the phone when a phone ringing woke him up. He took out his phone and saw that it was Alian calling. After hesitating for a while, he still hung up. When he looked again, he saw that the dozen missed calls were all from her. He threw the phone aside and inadvertently glanced out the car window. He felt familiar. He looked at the road sign again: Jianshe Road— -north.

This road is not a main road and is not long. In front of it is the First People's Hospital. So where is this place? He scanned the surrounding road, and sure enough, there were traces of a car accident. Although it had been cleaned, the brake marks and dark red blood were still there. How could he drive here? Was it her guidance? He parked the car on the side of the road and finally couldn't help crying...

"Bang", "bang", "bang", someone knocked on the car window, he wiped away his tears, pressed the switch, The glass slowly lowered, and a person bent down, revealing a face.

A face that made him heartbroken! The face of a woman in her thirties riding a white electric scooter and carrying a bag!

That’s right, it’s Song Qian!

His mouth was slightly open and his eyes were widened, as if he had been cast into a restraining spell.

"I saw our car parked here, so I came over to take a look. Didn't you go to meet a client? Why is it parked here?" Song Qian was the first to break the silence.

He didn't hear what she was saying at all, he just rubbed his eyes and stared at her again, not even daring to blink, for fear that it was an illusion, and even more afraid that the face would suddenly disappear.

"Hey, why are you looking at me like this? I have flowers on my face?" Song Qian was a little strange.

Zhang Zheng finally realized that she was a living person! Huge joy quickly filled his chest. Because of his excitement, he opened the door harder and almost hit Song Qian. He stepped out of the car, picked her up, and kissed her regardless. She was blinded by the kiss and felt inexplicable. She wanted to avoid it, but he was like crazy and couldn't avoid it at all. She simply closed her eyes and responded enthusiastically.

This kiss lasts forever, and time is frozen at this moment. It is the most beautiful scene in life! Passers-by stopped one after another and heard various sounds. They were unaware of it and just indulged in it. At that moment, Zhang Zheng found the feeling of first love.

Song Qian finally broke away from the suffocating long kiss and asked doubtfully: "What nerve did you miss today? Also, why are you here?"

Zhang Zheng was also full of questions and answered the question in a nonchalant manner: "Don't worry about me for now. Nothing happened to you today? I called you and turned off the phone. Do you know that there was a car accident here just now?"

"Oh, my phone is out of battery, what can happen to me? I went to the hospital for a check-up, and there was a long queue. Fortunately, there was no big problem. I was prescribed some medicine. I heard about the car accident." Song Qian was confused. , "But what does that have to do with me?"

"Did you know?" Zhang Zheng said word by word, "That woman is about the same age as you, rides the same color bike, wears the same belt The bag is also on the way to the hospital. Is it a coincidence?"

"How do you know it in such detail?" Song Qian was even more suspicious.

Zhang Zheng told what happened, of course the beginning part was replaced.

After listening to this, Song Qian was a little moved, thought for a while, and said: "It seems like a coincidence, but it's actually not a coincidence. You can't tell a woman's age. There are many cars of the same color and style, but I just bring this one." There may not be many people, but it’s not impossible. If you think it’s a coincidence, there’s only one possibility.”

“What’s possible?” Zhang Zheng asked.

Song Qian said with a straight face: "You subconsciously hope that person is me, so you think it is me."

"I was worried about you. Women are really unreasonable. "Zhang Zheng said angrily.

"I'm teasing you!" Victoria Song took his hand and said softly, "Actually, I'm very touched! Thank you, husband!"

Of course Zhang Zheng didn't Angry, but a little guilty. Maybe Song Qian's unintentional words really made sense. If this incident hadn't happened, I really didn't know that I cared about her so much. I would have made the same mistake again and again, and finally lost her. Thank you to that poor woman. If you are alive, I wish you a speedy recovery; if you die, I hope you can ascend to heaven!

Zhang Zheng is very lucky that he has lost his love and found it again. Cherish the people around you, ordinary life can also give birth to great love.

What is love? If you are as smart as you, you must have your own answer.

? ~End~