Chapter 7 7

7 The first time I saw Chen Tian, ​​I was three months short of eighteen years old, with slender arms and legs, and I was still a young girl.Later, he told me about that morning many times——I just woke up from my sleep, and I was exposed to his eyes in a daze, immature and young, and my thin pajamas were turned transparent by the morning light... ——A young girl's strip show. It is said that I stretched gracefully in front of the window, and showed him my undeveloped flat figure and child-like breasts without any shyness. Many years later, he always remembered the little girl in the morning light, and even wrote her into in the book.

Eight years later, when I slept with him for the first time, his impression of me was still that immature, immature little girl.He held me carefully, stroked me gently, and dodged as soon as his fingers touched the hem of the clothes.He was so cautious that I was discouraged, and the desire that was already swelled gradually receded.Did he bring me home at ten o'clock in the evening to have a cup of tea with me? !To make matters worse, he made an inappropriate joke: "You're a little girl." I am a young girl?Did he think time was just the white hair on his head, the wrinkles on his face?

Many years ago, he smoked Tiantan cigarettes without filters. I know people are concerned about his private life. His reputation as a woman is as well known as his reputation as a writer.I seldom speak in front of him, and I know that the graduate student of English literature who lives in our dormitory is his new lover.I watched the progress of their love, and heard the big girl talk about him lightly, she tried her best to prove to us freshmen that they were just friends, which made me feel ridiculous, who would care about them Have you ever slept in bed?I don't care anyway.When he came, he often chatted with me. He always came as a "kid", and "kid" kept calling me.

A month later, the female graduate student moved out of the freshman dormitory. She had graduated that summer.I went to see her before the end of the first semester. She lent me Chen Tian's novels and showed me her poems.But I never saw Chen Tian again, she mentioned him occasionally, but always ended with "you don't understand". "Chen Tian has a wife and their children are six or seven years old." Wei Hong said with certainty. After the female graduate student moved out, five freshmen lived in the dormitory, and Wei Hong was the most seasoned among them. She had published novels when she was in high school, and knew the literary world very well.

I know we have a tendency to mythologize our emotions and to give our lives an aura of destiny.I definitely can't say that I knew that one day I would sleep with Chen Tian, ​​or even fall in love with him, but sometimes, when you see a person, you know that one day you will have some kind of connection with him.This is the feeling between me and Chen Tian.