Chapter 34 Doomsday love

The end of the world.She heard his voice again. She turned away.Found no one behind. -- Inscription Camphor Garden on Hengshan Road.The chaotic and cramped space is filled with the pungent smell of tobacco and loud noises.She looked at the wine on the table.Transparent glass.The mellow liquid is like blood soaked in water.The feeling left in the throat is sour.Flooding at the bottom of the stomach, it burns like a cluster of flames. Gradually, she felt a little drunk.She turned her face away again and again.Looking at the night outside the big glass window.There are many taxis on the deserted streets.A sycamore tree with fallen leaves.The branches stretching in the mist are lonely.

It's a blurry scene.like a set.It was beautifully set up, but there was no one who should appear on stage.She rested her face on her arms.Smile alone.For a while, I felt like an audience member in a dark theater.She waited for a play to unfold.In the end, I realized that I was wrong about the time.All that remains is to wait. The afternoon winter sun is warm.On the crowded Huaihai Road.End of the century anxious people are everywhere.A shopping spree with an empty expression.They mingle with the crowd.Sometimes he walked in front of her, and he held out his hand in a slight gesture behind her.She followed quickly and put her fingers in his palm.The temperature of the skin is very warm.After crossing the traffic-ridden road, he let go of her hand.

This moment.Only then did she realize that her palms were icy cold. They look detached and bland.He always wanted to turn her into a potted plant on the balcony.water and sunlight.Everything is under his control.Yet she understood the meaning of being cold or thirsty.So she hated him.She smiled at him.He raised his face slightly, with an innocent expression.Often they compete with each other quietly in this way.She knew she was his match. There was a lot of voices at the gate of Parkson.The temporary stage set up was surrounded by bored people in the sun.A woman in a purple wig was loudly selling merchandise on stage.She saw a pair of young lovers in the crowd.Girls are not too pretty.The boy next to him was wearing a shabby suit and was carrying a heavily discounted fashion bag.

The boy bowed his face in the crowd, and gently and tenderly kissed the girl in his arms.The girl's mediocre face suddenly bloomed like a flower full of water, as if no one else was there. If tomorrow is the end of the world, I hope to be with the person I love the most.Can't remember who ever said that to her.It's a man.He said that he wants to hug the person he loves the most until the last moment. In the early morning of December 31, she got up to surf the Internet.Saw a post someone posted on a forum.The man said that when he woke up, he found that the woman lying beside him didn't love her at all.In the last morning of the century.She glanced at that post and closed it.My heart was suddenly very cold.

Those two kissing faces in the sun.Like a bleeding scar.Printed in the moment of farewell. Don't make me leave you.she says.She smiled at him.Every time she is serious, she will habitually give herself a relaxed state.It's like a game that can be started at any time.She doesn't need to prepare.He turned to look at her.This handsome man.The face can change tenderness or cold expression at any time.She looks at him.She is not afraid of him.The sun shone in the eyes, a little stinging.When she lowered her head, she felt warm tears in her dizziness.She held her breath, not letting it flow.

The bar is full of strange faces. She drank a little red wine. On the last night of the century.She gently untied her braids, and smelled the bitter fragrance from the still-washed hair.This night, she was just like any other woman around her.Jinyi Night Walk.Wear shiny silver powder and lipstick.Except love. She heard a girl's voice.The girl said, do you believe in true love?She said she believed it. Do not believe in love.But believe that somewhere in the world there is a person.Been waiting there.Just don't know when and where it will show up.Always happy and lonely waiting for him.Maybe it will last a lifetime.

Talked a lot.in front of a stranger.Appears to be drunk.Everyone thought she would be a woman addicted to smoking and drinking.But she is not.Her appearance is unusually plain.is pure white. She told the girl that the only time was in Xi'an.Drunk.walk down the street.Feeling half awake and half anesthetized in the soul.like a fish.Free in the crowd of strangers.Suddenly felt myself laughing.The voice is lazy.The expression is cute.Alcohol can make a woman simple and innocent.It's just that the warmth permeating the body will gradually become colder. She looked at herself smiling.She can shed tears at any time.

What would you like to do last night. Want to fall in love with a stranger.Love hard.Then say goodbye. girl laughs.She also laughs.Loud and chaotic bar.face in the shadows.Like a flower that suddenly fades and withers.She looked at the woman walking in the light.They have dark hair and charming faces.Even in the cold winter, she wears sleeveless tight sweaters and embroidered skirts.Bare arms and legs.White skin shines with radiance.Flowers one by one.If there is no love.Blooming and withering can be so lonely. That's too late. wait for him.He never came.look for him.Don't know where to go.miss him.seems to have been forgotten.look back at him.He is gone.

Or you take it all from me.Or I'll listen to you all.This is the only principle of getting along between two people.She had heard his speech in front of others.He wanted her to be a low-browed girl.But she forgot how unruly and wandering she persisted on the way of wandering.They don't know whether they love each other or not.In the dark, only the temperature of the skin is held in the hands. Most of the time, she is a submissive person without complaint.She feels lonely or cold, but she doesn't speak easily.Except occasionally.Occasionally she is a person who is prone to emotional sinking.She will make him feel helpless.

His heart is dead.He said.When he wants to love someone, he can love.If he doesn't want to love, he doesn't have to love.In other words, he can fall in love with anyone.In other words, he can't fall in love with anyone.It's a faucet.Can be opened anytime.Close anytime. She heard a friend ask him, is there anyone who can make you feel the faucet go out of control?He is smoking.He was silent for a moment.Then shake his head slightly. Such a handsome man.But with a dead heart.He was someone so similar to her.Two desperate people, together hope that each other can keep warm.But because of each other's coldness.It just gets colder and colder.At this silent moment, she heard some fragmented voices.

They argued that night.No blaming each other.Just contend with toughness and silence.She doesn't want to talk to him.She said she wanted to turn on the computer.He disagrees.He kicked over her chair.He said, I don't allow you to go online.Let's talk things through.She refused to speak to him.She can be very willful when she is stubborn.She just repeated softly, I don't want to talk to you.There was even a slight smile on his face. She knew that as long as she was as compliant as ever, it would be all right.Even she knew that he just wanted her to submit.He didn't want to hurt her.But she guarded her aching heart.She sat on the cold ground.look at him.Then she stood up and put on her coat.She said, then I'll go out. He jumped up from the bed with bare feet, it was already past 12 o'clock in the middle of the winter night.She doesn't know anything about the city, but wants to leave alone.He stops her.She pushes away.Then he dragged her into the room.She ran out again.The girl who didn't know how to submit suddenly became so stubborn that it made people angry.He is a spoiled man with little patience.He grabbed her clothes and luggage and threw them at her.Go away, go far away, and never come back. In his loss of control and breakdown, she fled out the door like an animal.There were hurried footsteps on the dark stairs.Then disappear in the cold winter nights. She came to this city.The first night they started living together.She doesn't know anything about him.This empty city.The last corner of the stop on the way of drifting at the end of the century.She had hoped for some warmth.It is also predicted that feelings are just a comfort for each other's loneliness.But in the darkness and incompleteness of love, I feel the coldness that it has nowhere to escape. Sometimes he will be innocent and tender like a child.She knows his past, so she can accept his darkness and indifference.She can accept the ending of his leaving at any time.It was as if she had no promises about whether she would leave at any time.Sometimes she stroked his hair and his face.She wondered if they could warm each other up a bit.However, she also knows that a heart that ages quickly can be so selfish.They are controlling each other's investment in this relationship. She ran wildly on the empty dark road.It was almost 2 o'clock in the morning.The city is empty.She shed tears in the cold wind.The warm tears were stinging on the face. In the dirty and empty train station, she found a corner and sat down, waiting until dawn, she thought she could buy a ticket and leave Shanghai.Go to any city you can.She is always on the road.She doesn't mind wandering again.Nor was there any fear.He is a man with empty hands.Feel free to let go of everything. The air in the waiting hall was dirty and the lights were harsh.Some ragged people were drowsy on chairs.The ground is full of rubbish.She felt pain in her stomach.She put her hands there against the pain.Suddenly she remembered some words deep in her memory.A man told her that he saw the way she was going in a dream.He woke up with a dull pain in his heart.if there was not you.if there was not you.But she still left him.She was doomed to have nothing of her own.But whether such memory is warm.It can even comfort the pain and embarrassment of this moment. She didn't expect and wait for him at all.No nostalgia either.Leaving him would be as easy as coming to his side.It was as if he had never belonged to her.She never belonged to him either.They just pass by each other. The date displayed on the display board at the station is 3:45 on December 31. The last day of the century.In her drowsy mind, there were only some vague words.bid farewell.vagabond.love.poverty. When he appeared in the waiting room, he saw her curled up on the cold wooden chair.There is a bottle of mineral water next to it.There were also unwrapped loose biscuits and painkillers.The pale girl with disheveled hair watched him walk to her side calmly.She has calmed down.Looking tired and vulnerable.There is a submissive tenderness in the eyes.Like the deep dark sea.drowned out all the turmoil. He didn't reach out to touch her.He felt his fingers trembling.He said, where do you want to go?She shook her head.she smiles.A smile withered like a flower.Then he hugged her horizontally.You must promise me.he said in a low voice.If you escape again, it will be another thousand years. In the afternoon, they appeared on Huaihai Road.He took her out for dinner, shopping, and watching movies.He doesn't know his mood.It just feels like there's a lot going on in this girl's soul.She made him feel uneasy.Under the sun, this woman in a gray sweater and black coarse trousers is often silent.Never tell him that she loves him.There is no need for him to tell her that he loves her.But I want some warmth.Promise is also good.The past is also good.To be able to escape the loneliness of the end of the world. In the evening she told him that she wanted to go out alone.He said, I can accompany you.she smiles.On nights like this, we should all find someone we love to accompany us.Or loneliness is fine. Drinking the last sip of wine in a bar with a strange girl.She felt that she had become a fish.A fish that can forget about love and waiting.She said happy new year.She leaned over and kissed the girl's hair.The girl said, will you go to the Bund to listen to the bells?There will be a lot of people there.And maybe there will be fireworks.She said, don't go.Life always goes on.The wandering of the soul can never stop.A thousand years of loneliness is still the same. She finally flagged down a taxi.When she lay down on it, she felt really drunk.The speeding car took her through the neon and night city.She called the city the Stone Forest.And she is a plant with pale flowers that cannot find wet earth.She leaned back in the rear seat of the car.Buildings standing in the night sky tilted and crumbled.Will the world be destroyed in an instant.she thinks.Life is just an illusion. Cars cannot drive into the Bund.She walked in the cold wind of the cold night.Surrounded by noisy strangers.Chaotic and happy.The gorgeous buildings are full of brilliance.She was too drunk to help herself. She wants to kiss a man in love.Want to hug him tightly.Tell him she loves him.She wandered on the desolate road for a thousand years.Pursuing his vague promises.She struggled to break through the crowd and squeeze forward.She heard the New Year's bell ringing.And the cheers of the crowd.The night sky is full of gorgeous and brilliant fireworks.In an instant, the dark and silent night sky gained new life. The end of the world.She heard his voice again. She turned away.Found no one behind.