Chapter 9 chapter eight

The crate was cold and hard, and it was inconsiderate of me to start questioning myself.But Savannah didn't seem to mind, or pretended not to.She leaned back, probably pierced by the box behind her, and sat up straight again. "Sorry, I thought the box would be more comfortable to sit on." "That's ok. My legs are sore and my feet hurt. It's great to sit on." Yeah, I guess so.I think of the old days when I stood guard at night, and I always imagined that I was sitting next to the girl of my dreams, and I thought the world was a good place.I know what I've missed over the years.Savannah rested her head on my shoulder, and I wished I hadn't joined the military, been stationed overseas, or even made other choices so that I could stay in Savannah's world.Better be a college student, take classes at Chapel Hill, and spend the summer building a house and riding horses with Savannah.

I heard Savannah say, "You're so quiet." "Sorry. Just thinking about tonight." "Hope it's a good thing." "Yeah, it's a good thing." Savannah squirmed in her seat , adjust the sitting posture, legs touch mine. "I'm thinking about tonight too. But I'm thinking about your dad. Is he like this today? He seems shy and staring at the ground when he talks." "Yeah, how?" "Just a little curious. "A few feet away, the wind and rain seemed to grow stronger, with a heavy shower of rain brushing down from the clouds.The rain was like a waterfall, rushing down from all sides of the house.Another lightning bolt, this time it seemed to be a little closer, and the thunder rumbled like a cannon.If there were windows, I think it would be caracalla.

Savannah moves closer and I wrap my arms around her shoulders; Savannah crosses her ankles and leans against me.I feel like I can just hold her like this forever. "You're not like most men I know," Savannah commented, her voice soft and intimate. "Mature, less...frivolous. I was thinking." I smiled, glad she said that. "Don't forget my crew cut and tattoos." "Crew hair yes, but tattoos... well, I guess that's part of you, nobody's perfect." I nudged her, pretending to be upset. "Well, if I knew you would think that way, I wouldn't go stabbing." "I don't believe it." Savannah said back a little, "but I'm sorry, I shouldn't say that. I said it more Like the feeling of tattoos in general. On you, these tattoos do give you a certain... image. I think it's about the image I think." "What image?" Savannah pointed to my tattoos one by one. , first the Chinese character. "This one tells me you're a maverick and don't care what other people think. The infantry one says you're proud of your profession; as for the caltrops...it's about your pre-military personality." "Sounds like it It's psychoanalysis, and I just like these patterns." "I want to major in psychology." "I think you've finished it." Although the wind has become stronger, the rain has lightened.

"Have you ever been in a relationship?" Savannah asked suddenly, changing the subject. Her question startled me. "It's really sudden." "Some people say that fickleness makes women more mysterious." "Well, it is true. But the answer to the question is-I don't know." "How can I not know?" I hesitated, still Think about how to answer. "I dated a girl for a while a few years ago and thought I was in love, at least that's what I told myself. But now that I think about it, I'm just... not sure anymore. I cared about her and liked being with her Together, but apart, I don't even think about her. We're together, but not in love, if you know what I mean." Still thinking about my answer, Savannah said nothing.I quickly turned to her and asked, "What about you? Have you ever been in a relationship?" Savannah's expression darkened. "No." "But you think you have, just like me, don't you?" Savannah took a deep breath, and I continued: "In the army, sometimes you have to use some psychological tactics, my instinct tells me , you had a serious boyfriend before." Savannah smiled, but there was sadness in the smile. "I knew you could figure it out." Her voice sounded a little strained, "but the answer to the question is, yes, I did. It happened in freshman year. And, yes, yes, I I thought I loved him." "Are you sure you don't love him?" Savannah took a moment to say, "Yes, I'm sure." I stared at her. "You don't have to tell me..." "It's okay." Savannah held up her hand to stop me, "But it's a little hard to get over the hurt. I try to forget that I didn't even tell my parents what happened. I never Told it to anyone. You know what? It's really corny, it's the story of a small-town girl who goes off to college and meets a handsome senior. The senior is a college fraternity president, rich, handsome, popular, elementary school My sister was greatly moved by her senior's courteous pursuit. The attention the senior gave to the primary school girl made other freshman girls jealous, and soon the primary school girl really thought she was special. Later, the primary school girl agreed to attend a formal banquet with her senior at a high-end hotel outside the city , and several other couples also went together. Although someone warned the elementary school girls to be careful, this senior is not as noble or considerate as he seems, but in fact, the senior just wants to add another item to the list of hunters." Savannah Closing her eyes, she seemed to be trying to muster up the courage to continue and said: "Despite the objections of my friends, the primary school girl went like this. The primary school girl doesn't drink alcohol, and the senior brought her a glass of soda. After drinking, the primary school girl began to feel dizzy , the senior said that he would take her to the room to rest. Next, the elementary school girl found herself lying on the bed and kissing the senior. At first, she felt very comfortable, but the room started to rotate. Later, the elementary school girl thought that someone, maybe the senior, might After putting medicine in the drink, the elementary school girl discovered that the original intention of the senior was to conquer the prey." Savannah spoke faster and faster, out of breath. "The senior began to tear the junior girl's clothes and touched her breasts. The dress was torn and the panties were also torn. The senior pressed heavily on her body. The junior girl couldn't break free. The junior girl panicked and wanted to tell the senior to stop. , because I have never done such a thing, but the elementary school girl is so dizzy that she can hardly speak, and she can't ask for help. If the tenant who lives in that room does not come back, the senior will probably succeed. The elementary school girl staggered out of the room, While holding on to her clothes, she cried, and finally walked to the women's toilet in the lobby, and continued to cry in it. The other girls who went with the primary school girl saw that, not only did not comfort her, but even began to laugh at the primary school girl, saying that she was obviously pretending to be a slut, and she should have known. What will happen. In the end, the elementary school girl called a friend, and the friend jumped into the car to go home without saying a word. She didn't ask much along the way." By the time Savannah finished speaking, I was so angry that my whole body was stiff.I'm not a saint when I meet a woman, but I never thought of asking the bully to force her to do something she doesn't want to do.

In the end, I can only say: "I'm very sad." "You don't have to feel sad, and you didn't do it." "I know, but I don't know what else to say... unless..." It took Savannah a moment to turn around, with tears still on her face.It hurts my heart to think of her crying so quietly. "Unless what?" "Unless you call me... I don't know, that bastard Hai Bian?" Savannah smiled softly, with sadness in her voice. "You don't know how many times I've thought about this." "I can do it. Just give me a name, and I'll make sure it's done neatly and won't drag you down." Savannah squeezed my hand. "I know you can do it." "I mean it." Savannah gave me a weak smile, looking battered and vulnerable. "That's why I won't tell you, but trust me, I'm touched. You're so thoughtful." I love the way Savannah says that, and we sit together, holding hands.At last the rain stopped, and the sound of the rain stopped for a while, and the music from the neighbor's radio came again.Don't know which song it is, but I know it's early jazz.There is a brother in the team who is a jazz expert.

"Speaking of which," Savannah continued the topic, "that's why I said that freshman life was difficult, and I wanted to suspend school because of this. My parents, God bless, thought I was just homesick, so they didn't let me suspend school. But … As sad as it is, I know a lot more about myself. Now I know I can get through something like this and not get knocked down. I mean, it could be worse, a hundred times worse, but for me , At that time, I could only bear so much, and I also learned a lot." After Savannah finished speaking, I thought of other things she said before. "Was it Tim who drove you home that day?" Savannah looked up at me, surprised.

"Who else can you call?" I explained my reasoning. Savannah nodded. "Yeah. I think you're right. Tim's a great guy. To this day, he never bothered to ask me what happened, and I didn't tell him. But since then, Tim's protective mentality A little more, but I don't mind." In the silence, thinking of Savannah's bravery in this whole thing, not just that night, but afterward.If she hadn't told me, I would never have thought that something bad would happen to her.I really admire Savannah's optimism about the world despite all these things. "I promise I'll be good." Savannah turned. "What are you talking about?" "Tonight, tomorrow night, whatever. I'm not like that bastard." Savannah's fingers slid across my jaw, and an electric current followed her touch to my nerves . "I know," Savannah said, sounding like I was amused, "otherwise why do you think I'm here with you?" Savannah's voice sounded so soft, and again, I had to Try to suppress yourself not to kiss her.That's not what Savannah needs, at least not right now, but it's really hard to think about anything else right now.

"You know what Susan said the night before? I mean after you leave and I go back?" I waited for her to go on. "She said you looked scary. Said she wanted to be alone with you the last thing in the world." I smiled wickedly. "Someone said worse." I assured Savannah. "No, you missed the point, I mean, I just remember thinking Susan didn't know what she was talking about. When you handed me your bag on the beach, all I saw was integrity, confidence, There's even a little tenderness, but it's not vicious or anything. I know it sounds silly, but back then, I felt like I'd known you for a long time." I looked away and said nothing.Under the street lights outside, night fog slowly rose from the ground, the result of the last heat of the day meeting the low temperature of the night.The crickets began to chirp, and the chirping of insects came and went.I swallowed, trying to moisten my suddenly parched throat.I looked at Savannah, then stared up at the ceiling, then down at my feet, before returning my eyes to Savannah's face.Savannah squeezed my hand, and I took a trembling breath, realizing that on an ordinary vacation, in this ordinary place, I fell in love with this incomparable girl named Savannah.Lynn.Curtis.

Seeing my expression, Savannah obviously miscalculated what I meant. "I'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable," she said softly. "It's like that sometimes. I talk too fast. I say what I think, and I don't think what happens to other people." "You didn't make me not Be comfortable." I turned Savannah's face to me, "It's just that no one ever told me that." I almost swallowed the next words, but if I didn't say it, I would have missed the moment, can't Express how I really feel. I started saying, "You have no idea how much the past few days have meant to me. Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me." I hesitated, knowing that if I didn't say it now, I'd never have a chance. "I love you." I used to find those words difficult to say, but the opposite is true.In this life, I have never been so sure about anything. Although I hope to hear Savannah say that one day, the most important thing right now is to let her know that I love her without conditions or expectations.

The temperature outside began to drop, and the rainwater pool shone in the moonlight.The clouds in the sky began to disperse, and a star flickered in the distance, as if reminding me of my confession just now. "Have you ever thought about this? I mean, you and me." Savannah seemed to be speaking loudly about her doubts. "No." "It scares me a little." My stomach churned, suddenly sure Savannah didn't think so. I said, "You don't have to answer me. That's not what I meant." "I know," Savannah interrupted, "you're going to get it wrong. I'm afraid not because of what you said, but because I wanted to say it too : I love you, John." Even now, I'm not sure what happened then.One second we were still talking, and the next second Savannah leaned over.For a moment, I was afraid to just kiss like this and break the spell between us, but it was too late.When Savannah's lips touched mine, I knew that if I lived another hundred years, or traveled to any country in the world, I would never be able to compare to this moment: to kiss the man of my dreams and know that this love will last forever .