Still friends

"Yes!"

When Jiang Chenxi saw Ling Ye's photo for the first time, he thought he had seen it somewhere. According to his words, because as soon as we met, he fell for 10 thousand years at a glance, and from then on you are the robbery that I want to spend the rest of my life with.

It's a robbery. Life is doomed.

He didn't expect it.

You needed it, so I came.

This is his explanation of meeting her at first, and later he found that this sentence is immoral, but what is the morality in love, not to mention that their love has ended before it officially started.

"Time is unfortunate. If we change the time, maybe we can go further. " Jiang Chenxi was drunk on the rooftop and muttered to Ling Ye's photo. There are so many ifs in life. "If" is like a lifeline. Knowing that there will be no ifs, we will still make assumptions over and over again and tell stories in our minds that cannot be carried out in real life. Sometimes I get stuck in it and think that's the reality. Later, we spent every ordinary but fine day in reality and fantasy.

We are friends, friends, right?

Jiang Chenxi rehearsed this sentence repeatedly. On the subway, in the waiting room of the railway station, on the deserted street lit by street lamps at four in the morning, "Are we still friends?"

This simple question has never been asked.

One night after work, he typed this sentence with extremely fast hand speed, "We are friends, friends, right?" After a while, a sentence was added to the dialog box, "Yes."

Yes, we are friends.

I'm glad we are friends.

It's a pity that we are just friends.

Ling Ye is twenty-one, and Jiang Chenxi is nineteen. Ling Ye doesn't like young people. Jiang Chenxi was an accident, and later the accident turned into an accident.

He confessed to Ling Ye and wrote on the ceiling with a slightly childish pencil: "Ling Ye, be my girlfriend." . Preferences and exceptions apply only to you. There is a multiple-choice question behind this sentence:

A. what is it? B.is it? C. choose both.

Her answers are a, b and C.

Give her preferences and exceptions.

"Are you sure it's me?" Jiang Chenxi asked on the phone.

"Of course," Ling Ye answered firmly.

"Come on, call your husband."

"..."

...

"Don't lie to me to call you husband, and then don't marry me."

"No."

"I haven't celebrated my 2 1 birthday yet, so I'm still 20, which means we are only one year apart."

"Oh, yes!" Jiang Chenxi was brought into Taoyuan by this sentence. "It turns out that we are only one year away, which is really good."

Ling Ye sometimes feels sorry for himself. The question of his and her age is mysterious, whether they are one year older or two years old. She also knows that age is not a problem. My best friend advised her not to like it, but she was firm.

Jiang Chenxi also thinks so.

He always thought he would always be firm.

What he thinks is "firm".

Give Ling Ye preferential treatment and exceptions.

Jiang Chenxi told his family about them. The family asked when to take them home, and he said as soon as possible. Then, he sent her photos to his family. They liked Ling Ye very much and took them home in a hurry.

Ling Ye said that he would go to Chengdu to work after graduation for some time, and Jiang Chenxi said that he would also go there to look for a job, saying that CUHK students would never be unable to find a job.

Ling Ye was overjoyed.

He is very gentle, and he can't wait to give all his tenderness to Ling Ye.

He also told her that no matter where she went in the future, he would follow her, saying that she must buy a house near her home for fear that she would miss her parents, so that she could go home by bus or plane without staying up late.

I also plan to rent a house together and raise a dog. On the rest day, I will buy ingredients to cook a big dinner for her. Take a walk hand in hand and walk the dog after dinner. When you are tired, go back, then sit on the tatami and use the projector to show your favorite movies, or eat snacks or drink beer until you are sleepy, until the street lights illuminate the whole dark and fading city and snuggle up to each other and fall asleep. Wake up and continue to meet the inevitable trivial things in life. I can tolerate all your little temper, because in my place, you don't need to be sensible, you just need to be yourself and be me you need.

How I want to be needed by you.

How I wish it would always be me with you.

Ling Ye didn't know at that time that when Jiang Chenxi dated her, he was still dating another girl. One night, after the story was revealed, she asked questions, and he replied, vague and erratic.

There was a long silence after the phone hung up. There is "arrogance" outside the mobile phone, and cold beer is poured into the stomach. Jiang Chen looked at the endless night in the distance, and tears fell from the corner of his eyes, dripping one by one and dripping uncontrollably on his coat. The smoke between your fingers burned out without taking a sip, and the ashes formed an irregular cylinder with a hot residual temperature. Jiang Chenxi leaned against the cylinder and muttered something.

"Shit, damn it."

The next night, he broke up with the girl on the phone. The girl added him several times, but he turned a blind eye.

"Damn it."

A few days later, a nurse from a hospital in Singapore called and told Jiang Chenxi in Chinese that Miss Guo had died because of COVID-19. His head exploded in an instant. He thought she would get better soon, but it wasn't. Things are moving so fast that he can't keep pace.

Teacher Guo is his best friend of the opposite sex. In middle school, they once participated in the composition competition in the city together, and they also beat off the campus hooligans who came to find trouble together. They once publicly scolded the school for being unfair in the critical meeting with sharp bilingualism. They also committed suicide together, sleeping in the street and getting drunk in Internet cafes.

Their feelings for each other are just friends, the best friends of the opposite sex in the world. You don't have to share weal and woe, but you must bear the hardship.

They all like to be alone and not interfere in each other's lives.

They seldom contact each other, but they get to know each other better and better.

They all like to travel alone and take risks.

She is gay and he supports her to find her happiness. He will save money for her to go to Osaka to find her Japanese girlfriend.

She will also save money to buy him a plane ticket to travel, expecting him to be happy all the way, and wishing him all the best even if the front is dirty and muddy.

But these things can only be made into photo albums of memories. If you lock it, if you don't open it for a long time, you will still laugh until you burst into tears when you open it again.

We never know what will happen in the next second. Some people will lose one side when they meet, and never know when it will be the last.

All we can do is say goodbye at every parting.

Later, two things got mixed up and pulled Jiang Chenxi into the abyss of depression again. That kind of life is worse than death makes him miserable but helpless.

He thought about ending, self-mutilation and suicide countless times. I rolled from the sixth floor to the first floor and found it was just a scratch. He jumped down from the fourth floor, and his muscle memory made him unscathed again.

Later, he received a suicide note from Teacher Guo's parents. He didn't want to die, so he started treatment and began to take sleeping pills and antidepressants. Still, he couldn't control his damn emotions, and the knife wound left a clear scar on his arm.

"Damn it, what happened to Lao Tzu?"

"Don't lie to me to call you husband, and then don't marry me."

"Don't lie to me to call you husband, and then don't marry me."

Ling Ye told Jiang Chenxi at midnight.

He will answer, "No, don't worry."

These words, like spells, linger in his mind, so that he will hear them in his dreams. When I woke up, I found my pillow wet with tears.

This was originally a scene that only existed in novels.

He went to the tattoo shop and tattooed her name and date of birth under the left clavicle: 1999.07.28.

He told her not to have psychological burden, these actions are only voluntary.

She thought he was just talking about tattoos.

"Are you sure you want a tattoo?" The tattoo artist asked Jiang Chenxi.

"Of course."

"If you want to wash it off, come to us. We can wash tattoos here. "

He never wants to wash his tattoos. He is determined not to wash it off.

This is an agreement, a belief and a debt.

In feelings, the word debt is funny, just wishful thinking.

Whether it is wishful thinking or wishful thinking. What is important is that we have all passed through each other's world and left a deep and shallow mark on each other's hearts.

Time is like water. If we wash these marks clean, we will occasionally go back to the original place and explore the marks that once existed in each other's world with our memories in the water.

We look back step by step in our memories, walking on thin ice, but we can only move forward.

"We can be friends."

"I don't want to say that I can't be friends with people I like."

He still loves her.

He also sincerely looks forward to their future. Even now, he will still look forward to it.

I think Ling Ye is also looking forward to the future with Jiang Chenxi.

The future is out of reach, and we should all have hope, just like looking forward to the starry sky at dusk.

Even if there is no bright galaxy in the evening, you are still my ideal.

"We are friends, friends, right?"

"yes."