Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Lin Nanyi and Tutu

(1) My favorite director Hou Hsiao-hsien once said something that I always think is very correct. He said: "The so-called best time, the best, is not because we are the best so we miss it, but the other way around, because it is lost forever, we can only call them with nostalgia, so we become the best." After I met Tutu, the best time of my life began, and unfortunately, I didn't really understand it until much, much later. Let me first introduce our band "Twelve Nights", the members are Zhang Muer, monsters, and me. When the band was first formed, the three of us were all students at school. I studied electronics, monsters studied law, and Zhang Muer studied medicine.The three of us met on the famous "Bar Street" in City A, and all three of us were singing students.

As we all know, we have ideals.However, we don't expect to mix with a generation of masters like Pink Floyd. We just want to have our own songs, our own albums, and our own recording studio.Among the three of us, Monster is the richest, because his family opened a leather garment factory in Haining.The rich monster rented a small apartment off campus and set up one of them as our rehearsal room.In addition to the essential study time, we played tapes, wrote songs, and rehearsed in that room with insufficient sunlight.We have also sent demos to large and small record companies, but without exception, there is no news.

"We need a woman, lead, and singer!" Zhang Muer said heartbroken countless times.He has long believed that a beautiful woman can solve all our problems, because we are already talented enough and ideal enough, all we need is a little attention.He even found a girl from a foreign language department to practice with us, but the girl could only sing Britney's songs. When she sang "baby baby one more time" for the eleventh time, the monster finally couldn't stand it anymore and put She kicked her out of our rehearsal room. "Could it be that in the vast space, we can't find a girl who is beautiful, can sing, and has good taste?" Zhang Muer looked up to the sky and sighed.

The monster gave him a stern look. I couldn't bear to look at him: "There are still..." "Who?" "Nora Jones," I said. We never practiced with girls again, although Zhang Muer vowed that in order for the band to become popular one day, he never gave up his efforts to find a gold medal female vocalist.However, he has worked hard for a year, and the band members are still the three of us.Monster is more comfortable with this situation, he thinks there are no women in the great bands in history, he is a kind of crazy guy, but he is very talented, he composed most of our band's music - of course, wrote the lyrics ,it's me.

Although Zhang Muer is occasionally a little bit unimpressed with the obscure works of monsters, in general, we are good buddies and get along very well. Zhang Muer once fell out of love, and Monster and I don’t have girlfriends, we both have somewhat lonely youth, but really, I think, it’s not bad. But in those days, I would often inexplicably think of a face, and even inexplicably wanted to drink a cup of soy milk when I was having breakfast in the cafeteria.Although I am sure it was not a dream that night, it was a real dream for me. That girl named Tutu, will we meet again? If we meet again, what kind of expression should I say? What to say or do?With this kind of boring guess, I went to class for a few days, and then ran to the rehearsal room as if fleeing from the bombardment of text messages from the two dear friends.

Zhang Muer and the monster are already inside.I realized right away that something wasn't quite right. "What's wrong with him?" I asked Zhang Muer, pointing to the sullen monster in the corner. Zhang Muer said seriously: "The monster thinks that we should find a female lead singer." "why?" "Do you still remember the lyrics you wrote last time?" Zhang Muer asked, "It's the one that is particularly sad. I want to know something?" Of course I do.Actually, that's a song I'm very proud of, "He has prepared the song." Zhang Muer pointed to the monster, "But even he thinks that this song is only suitable for girls to sing."

Fentex. However, when the monster snatched my guitar and hummed it to me, I understood right away.This is indeed a rare and beautiful song since the establishment of our band. Somehow, the monster was stimulated to write the melody in a particularly mellow manner, especially the high-pitched part that fades away at the end, which can only be performed by girls. "What should I do?" the monster asked, spreading his hands. "How about I call the foreign language department again?" Zhang Muer asked for advice, "Maybe she can sing other people's songs after a year, even Madonna."

A small knife was about to fly out of the monster's eyes, cutting off Zhang Muer's fat one by one. "Forget it, I'll sing it myself." He looked frustrated. Suddenly I had an idea.In fact, I didn't know until it popped up that it had been on my mind for a long time. I want to find Tutu.But now, I can't say anything, because I don't have any contact information of Tutu, I only know that she is studying accounting in the city's vocational high school.I want to find her, not only because she can be the lead singer of our band.And because, I found, I have been unable to forget her.

It is of course very difficult to find a girl who has only met once in the vast crowd. I even ventured to the bar where I was no longer welcome. Although the group of gangsters did not show up, there was no news of Tutu either.I asked my boss, "Do you know the girl who got into a fight that night?" He literally looked at me like a terrorist and waved me off. Next, the only thing I can do is to go to the city's vocational high school.I didn't know until I went there that it has three grades, each class has four accounting classes, and each class has forty students. The girl with the word "picture".

Easier said than done. I tried to spy outside the classroom when they were in class. Only then did I realize that the management of the vocational high school is quite strict. Every time I turn around for less than 20 minutes, the security guards will rush upstairs to chase me away. go down.In the six or seven classes I was lucky enough to see, I didn't see Tutu.But it is also possible that she is a master of skipping classes, and I am very short-sighted. In short, when you really want to find a person in the vast crowd, this person will always have countless reasons to pass you by.I used to think Jimmy's comic "Go Left, Go Right" was extremely absurd. Two people who live in the same building, even if they can avoid each other, will sooner or later look down and see each other; and when I am all over the world like this After looking for Tutu, I finally admitted that the world is an ocean, and the probability of a fish meeting another fish for the second time may be close to zero.

But I will not give up willingly.Even in the end, I can only use the most stupid way-wait for a rabbit at the school gate. This is also very difficult, because, as far as I know, there are three schools in the city's No. 1 Vocational High School. I set a schedule for myself, Monday and Tuesday West Gate, Wednesday and Thursday East Gate, and the rest of the time North Gate.When I made this idiotic decision, I really wanted to slap myself in the face. If I left her phone number that day, nothing would happen. Usually after being an idiot, I become super smart, and I suddenly thought of my guitar, yes, my guitar, I should use it for something.So, that evening, I was like the male protagonist in a Qiong Yao movie, holding a guitar and pretending to be sitting in front of the main gate of the vocational high school. The first song I wanted to sing was Lin Xiaopei's "Heartbeat". It has soared to number one on the list of my favorite songs. "Ah, if we can't be together forever, at least give us the courage to miss and the right to hug..." Guitar is the only way for me to entertain myself.Some vocational high school girls who were dressed exaggeratedly would take a look with interest when they passed me, but none of them spoke to me.Only one naughty girl chirped: "Hey, where's his hat?" Depend on!Think of me as a beggar! I endured the humiliation and sang three more songs, but Tutu never appeared. Time passed inefficiently, and when I began to doubt the meaning of my waiting, someone finally stopped by my side. "Hi!" said a girl, "are you looking for someone? Is that you who wandered around the door of our classroom that day?" "I'm looking for Tutu." I was very frank. "Tutu?" She frowned, looking puzzled. "That's right," I suddenly thought of a detail as if catching a life-saving straw, "it's the most beautiful one among the 'Four Beauties' in your school!" "Oh her. Heh." The girl obviously disagreed. "You know her?" I suppressed my ecstasy. "Why are you looking for her?" She looked at me with disdain, "You want to pursue her, right? Many people pursue her." "Do you know her?" She looked at the sky and the ground, looked at her toes, hesitated for a long time, and finally said to me: "I can take you to find her." She took me through the campus of a vocational high school in the whole city, and walked out through the most remote door.She told me that this is Xiaoximen. There is an old residential area four to five hundred meters away from here. Because it is remote and the houses are dilapidated, it is relatively cheap. Many vocational high school students who do not want to live in dormitories will rent houses in that area. . Soon we came to a dark apartment building. "She seems to live on the second floor." The girl told me. Don't bother her to tell, I already know that Tutu is here.Because I heard her voice, as if it was close to my ears: "Isn't it just the rent!" She said hoarsely, "Here you are! Here you are! My aunt will even give you her life!" The girl next to me looked at me almost apologetically.Then, like all good guiding angels, she bid farewell, and was never seen again. I rushed upstairs in three steps and two steps. One door was wide open, revealing the crude furniture inside.I saw a huge luggage bag, some skin care products and dolls thrown all over the floor, and then I saw Tutu.She stood in the middle of the cluttered pair in slippers, her hair disheveled, and she looked haggard. "Tutu," I rushed up, "Tutu, what's wrong with you?" She turned her head like a frightened bird, at this time a big pillow was thrown out, and people could be heard cursing inside: "If you can't pay the rent, don't live in the house, if you want to renege on your bills, I've seen you like this a lot !" "Who's reckless!" Tutu jumped up with a flushed face. If I hadn't stopped her in time, she would have rushed in to fight that man. "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." I can only say such a silly sentence. "He, he threw my things..." Tutu stared at me blankly for a second, and suddenly burst into tears like a flash flood. Oh my good girl who is cruel and soft-hearted, I wiped away her tears with distress.She grabbed my arm and buried her face in my chest. Her body was astonishingly hot, and I pushed her away in fright: "You're sick!" "Soymilk, is that you?" She smiled at me, a trance-like smile. She smiled like that for a long time, and then her body slowly tilted down, like a flower that has been under the sun for too long. flower. (2) I found out later that she had actually been ill for three days.She rented a room here since she couldn't live in the dormitory, but she only had money to pay the deposit, and she had to live with the landlord for half a month. When I arrived, I saw the scene where the landlord drove her out. I took out all the money in my pocket and gave it to the landlord. The middle-aged woman who looked very unfriendly stared at me suspiciously for a long time, and finally agreed to let her stay for another three days. I somehow remade her bed, put her on it, and took my leave. "Soymilk," she called from behind me when I was about to leave, "You came to see me, what's the matter?" I turned around, looked at her, and shook my head: "Please remember, my name is Lin Nanyi." She looked at me with bright eyes: "Lin Nanyi, are you sent by God to protect me?" My tears almost fell down. After leaving the door, I rushed to the monster's house at a speed of 100 meters, and said bluntly, "Dude, borrow some money." "How much?" he asked. "One thousand and five." I thought about it. "Are you in trouble?" "No." He gave me a complicated look, and went into the room to get me money. She was still sleeping when I rushed back to Tutu's house, and I rang the doorbell like a madman, holding the fifteen hundred yuan like a victory flag, and rushed in after she opened the door: "Tutu, let's go, I'll take you to see a doctor." She fell back on the bed and said weakly, "Student Lin Doujiang, can you stop being so surprised, you're going to die, don't you know?" "Go to the doctor." I said. "I'm not fucking sick!" She sat up, as if she suddenly regained her spirits, "Oh, by the way, didn't you go away, why are you running back?" I handed her the money in my hand. She took the money, hesitated: "Lin Nanyi, you are also a student, where did you get the money?" "Don't worry about it," I said. "I want to take care of it." She flicked the money, "You think I'm the kind of girl who likes to take money from men?" Where is this!I couldn't laugh or cry, but she refused to let go, waved her arms, and stared at me with the stubborn eyes of a fever patient: "Do you think that anyone who gives me money will be grateful? You think that as long as you give me Money, and I'll give you what you want?" I remained motionless and silent until her yelling turned into sobs: "Lin Nanyi, I'm sorry, I just want to know, is it because you sympathize with me? Have pity on me? Or..." "I like you." I covered her mouth to stop her from talking nonsense, "I love you, Tutu." She stared at me in disbelief: "What did you say?" "I love you." God knows how much courage it took me to repeat. "That's good," her voice was suddenly gentle, like a huge black hole filled with tiredness: "Let me sleep, I just need to sleep for a while, just for a while." She slept all day and all night.I have been by her side.She also had a slight fever, and her face was a faint pink.I asked her to get up to take medicine and drink water more than once, she hooked my neck in a daze, gurgling water like an eight-year-old child, and immediately fell back to sleep after drinking, as if she hadn't As if sleeping peacefully. In the middle of the night, I was extremely sleepy, and I took a nap beside her bed, only to be woken up by her pat.She looked sober, her eyes were wide open like two bright flints, she just stared at me like that for a long time, I heard her ask word by word: "Lin Nanyi, have you been guarding me all the time?" I?" I nod. "It's a bit too fast." She said softly, "Your boy is really temperamental. Be careful not to get hurt in your relationship." Then she fell asleep again, and when I woke up from my nap, she was still asleep.So to this day I'm still not sure if it was a dream or if it really happened.But really, I love Tutu.It was the tenderest, saddest, and most certain thing in my twenty-one years of life. So, is it fast?No no no, definitely not. I brought Tutu to the rehearsal room two weeks later, when she was already my girlfriend. Zhang Muer punched me: "Boy, the underground work is going well!" The monster looked at me and her a little strangely, and I think he guessed the loan right away.I was a little embarrassed, so I patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, I think Tutu can be our lead singer." Zhang Muer looked very interested, because Tutu was much prettier than that foreign language girl. The monster showed the score to Tutu with a blank face. "I'm sorry." Tutu pushed away, "I don't know notation." I thought the monster was about to explode, but unexpectedly he said in a good temper: "Then you can ask Lin Nan to play it for you." After I took the guitar, everything went well, and Tutu's singing conquered everyone without any suspense.The sentimental Zhang Muer even had small tears in his eyes: "It's great!" He said, "We're going to be famous now!" The monster slapped Zhang Muer, who was overwhelmed, and solemnly extended his hand to Tutu: "Welcome to Twelve Nights!" Tutu looked at me a little bewildered: "Is that all right?" "Okay." I said. Monster Killing Scenery: "However, if Lin Nanyi can't teach you music theory within a month, we will replace you." Tutu stuck out her tongue: "Then you might as well change it now, as stupid as I am." She was literally joking.I've never met a smarter girl than her.Of course, Tutu is not a studious girl, otherwise she might have been admitted to a prestigious school. She was even a little tired of studying. When I was talking to her about transposition and transposition, she kicked me impatiently: "Why should I Learn this? Why am I in that shitty band?" "For me." I said. She pursed her lips and looked at the ceiling, as if thinking about whether it was worth it. Finally she extended her hand to me: "Okay, but you have to remember, I'm doing this for you." A month later, Tutu successfully passed the monster's harsh assessment and officially became the lead singer of "Twelve Nights". "Twelve Nights," which featured a female lead, made its debut at the annual college student music festival.The last time we showed up was Dou Wei's "Mountains and Rivers", and we were almost kicked off the stage by the audience because it was too boring.But this time, the monster actually allowed us to arrange a song "The Oath" by Faye Wong, because this song can best highlight Tutu's timbre. "Do you think we are compromising with reality?" Zhang Muer secretly asked me. "You'll have to ask the monster," I said without making up my mind. "If he says yes, he has it, and if he says no, he doesn't have it." And the truth is, whether it's a compromise or something else, our "Twelve Nights" was a huge success at the festival, and lead singer Tutu became the brightest star.Many boys gathered around the stage to clamor for Tutu's autograph, but in the end they finally figured out that the guitarist of the "Twelve Nights" band has a bad temper, and if anyone stands within a foot of his girlfriend for more than a minute , he will use his fist to signal "Get out"! At the closing ceremony of the music festival, Tutu sang our most proud work, "I Want to Know Who You Are".For several months, the four of us were revising and rehearsing this song. Zhang Muer and I added more expressions to the main theme of the monster, and Tutu’s singing was another improvement to this song , because her voice is so beautiful. I know that anyone who hears Tutu singing this song will fall in love with her irresistibly, at least I do.When she sang the climax, "On the twelfth night you left, the sky collapsed, the stars were drunk, the snow was burning all over the sky, and my throat broke when singing", her voice was really a little hoarse , an indescribable sadness flowed from her voice, and she suppressed, suppressed, until the last high note, uncontrollably, burst into tears. There was thunderous applause from the audience. "Hey, do you know?" Zhang Muer touched my arm and said convincingly, "Your girlfriend is a genius." I am silent. I suddenly have a feeling. Tutu singing on stage is a girl completely unfamiliar to me. I know her, but she is not the same as before.She wasn't the girl who got into trouble in the bar, or the sick girl who couldn't pay the rent, and there was a force in her body that was completely unknown to me, and if it erupted, it would destroy everything with such force. I shuddered and told myself it was a whimsical idea for no reason. After the festival we were interviewed by an unembarrassed music magazine as the best band. "Congratulations!" said the female reporter wearing glasses foolishly. We waited for her next sentence, but she stared at us blankly, and we found out later that she had the same intention as us. "Congratulations!" she added, "You are the most popular band at this festival!" "We know," said the monster politely, but the words sounded like sarcasm. "Now, please tell me how you feel about winning the best band?" She finally thought of a question. "We are very happy." Zhang Muer said with certainty.We also nodded affirmatively, and we even laughed a few times to match the word "very happy". "I heard that among the band members, the guitarist and the lead singer are boyfriend and girlfriend with a good relationship?" The female reporter seemed to have suddenly grasped at straws. Tutu didn't hesitate, hugged me with a smile and said, "Yes." The female reporter was very excited: "Can you talk about your love experience?" Tutu was very straightforward: "No problem!" Then basically nothing happened to the three of us. She sent us a copy of that issue of the magazine. The article about "Twelve Nights" almost became an exclusive interview with Tutu, and of course I needed to act as a background color in it, holding a guitar and posing for a few minutes. A melancholy POSE, the name is "the female lead singer's boyfriend". As for the monster and Zhang Mu'er, they didn't even have the chance to be the background color, and were only mentioned in a few strokes, called "the other two members of the band". That idiot female reporter even gave her article such a title: a love annotated with music. Although none of us have ever explicitly stated what to expect from this report, it is safe to say that both Zhang Muer and the monster were somewhat disappointed. "We are still not famous." Zhang Muer sighed. Tutu glanced at him sensitively, the monster coughed, and Zhang Muer happily changed the subject. When I sent Tutu home that night, she was a little angry and aggrieved. After all, she didn't find that idiot female reporter. "Lin Nanyi, tell me, am I very pushy?" She asked me. I had no choice but to answer mildly: "There is nothing wrong with being showy." She jumped up: "Then what do you mean?" "Don't make trouble for no reason." I said in a low voice. "Troubleshooting for no reason?" She raised her voice, "Lin Nanyi, you say I'm making trouble for no reason?" She pushed me hard, "Okay, I'm going home now, just stand here and don't move, otherwise, I will I’ll just make trouble for no reason, and I’ll show you, do you believe it or not?” After she finished speaking, she turned and ran away, quickly disappearing into the night. I didn't go after it.Actually. (3) On the second day, Tutu did not come to participate in the joint training. For the next two days, neither. I even suspect that I lost her again.But the monster and Zhang Muer called her respectively, but she answered, angrily, saying that she would not come if someone did not apologize to her. "If you don't come, you won't come." I was also angry, "Is it the other way around?" Zhang Muer reproached himself, "It's all my fault." "What's your fault?" The monster glared at him. "It's my fault that I want to be famous and want to be crazy." Zhang Muer almost cried with his head in his arms. The monster looked at him, then at me, and finally asked tentatively: "Why don't someone just apologize?" "Don't even think about it." My self-esteem was seriously injured, "Is she important or me?" "Why do you look like a bitch." The monster grinned. "But she's the lead singer!" Zhang Muer said without pretense. Our joint training ended hastily that day.I went back to the dormitory with my guitar on my back. Several times, I couldn't help but want to call Tutu, but finally I didn't.In fact, I am not angry with her, how could I be angry with her?The reason why I didn't contact her was for a reason that I couldn't articulate. I want to see how important I am in her heart. Or, does she love me as much as I love her? Such a thought is as ridiculous as the monster said, like a "girl". An hour without Tutu would also be empty. I went to the cafeteria to eat, went to the bathhouse to take a shower, and lay on the bed with a pair of slippers smoking. I ended up smoking and falling asleep. When I woke up, it was already a small fire. My phone rang while I was frantically pulling the sheets off the bed. It's Tutu. She seemed to be making a very important decision, and her voice on the phone was a bit serious: "Lin Nanyi, where are you now?" "I'll go find you right away!" I threw the sheet on the ground and stomped on it a few times without self-respect, and ran out of the dormitory like clockwork. From the north gate of the vocational high school to the west gate, passing through the chaotic residential area seemed to take a lifetime. I knocked on the door, and Tutu ran over wearing wooden clogs. When she saw me, she was stunned for a few seconds, and then hugged my neck. "Dead Lin Nan, smelly Lin Nan, dead Lin Soymilk, bad Lin Soymilk!" She choked up and shouted, "Have you died these two days? Why don't you even have a phone call?" I held her, feeling her warmth, and her tears quickly soaked my T-shirt, causing a warm sensation in my chest. "Tutu," I stroked her hair, "don't cry, don't cry? I won't do this again, I promise!" She cried louder. My heart was about to be crushed by her crying, so I could only hold her tighter: "Tutu, listen, I swear, no matter if you get angry or ignore me again in the future, I swear I will never do this again To make you sad, I must call you three times a day, no, thirty or three hundred calls to let you scold me until you calm down, okay?" She looked at me with tears in her eyes for a while, and finally nodded and said, "Okay." I distressedly wiped away her tears. "Actually, I have something to discuss with you." Tutu took a few deep breaths, and was finally able to speak normally.Then, she closes the door. "What's up?" She threw me some A4 papers. "They read the report in that magazine..." she said with some difficulty. "I got this today. I don't know what to do." Those pieces of paper were a contract with a record company.Talking about the contract is actually not very precise. It is actually just a draft invitation letter. The fairly powerful record company expressed its optimism for Tutu and said that if Tutu is willing to sign with their company, they will arrange her Participate in a TV talent show, and guarantee that she can enter the top ten, and then send her to Taiwan to learn dancing, and even create a new life for her, and finally, invite a gold medal producer to create an album for her, which is sure to be an instant hit. "What should I do?" Tutu asked me. I hesitated: "It looks good." "You should give me an accurate word!" She said anxiously. "Didn't you always want to be a star?" I was still vague. "This is a great opportunity. If I were you... I wouldn't miss it." "What is 'if you were me'?" Tutu was a little confused, "Do you understand?" "what?" "They only want to sign me!" she yelled at me. "No Twelve Nights, no monsters and fungus, and no you!" "I know." I tried to be as calm as possible, "But Tutu, this is very important to you... I think you should make up your own mind." "I make up my own mind?" Tutu looked at me incredulously, "Is this what you want to tell me?" The look in her eyes made my heart ache, but I still nodded affirmatively. Tutu covered his face with his hands and leaned weakly on the bed.For a long, long time, she didn't speak, and when she spoke again, her voice was slow and sad: "Lin Nanyi, do you know how many things I have thought about all day? Do you know that you can make your own decisions, right? How difficult is it for me?" "But Tutu..." "Lin Nanyi," she interrupted me, "Can you...can you go back? I want to be alone for a while." I left. I thought about all the possibilities that night.I even thought that I should rush back and tell Tutu how much I don't want her to go, I hope we will be together forever, be a small band, enjoy small happiness, and let the record company go to hell! But I know, I can't do it.Tutu has her own dream and her own future.She is such a beautiful girl who deserves to live her best life. If because of me, she makes a decision that she will regret in the future, I will regret it for the rest of my life. The next day, I was listless and carried my guitar to find the monster and Zhang Muer. Tutu was already there, talking to Zhang Muer in a low voice, and when he saw me, he stood up nervously. "Hi Lin Nanyi!" She greeted me strangely, with two big black circles under her eyes. I silently found a chair and sat down, and the joint practice began soon. I was in a very strange state that day, always mispronouncing.Even the tunes that I had practiced many times were completely wrong. Zhang Muer killed me many times with his eyes, and the monster finally got angry: "Anyone who doesn't rehearse carefully, get out of here!" I pick up my guitar and go. "Lin Nanyi! Lin Nanyi!" Tutu chased after him and called me from behind. I stopped to look at her, feeling dazed for some reason. "Lin Nanyi!" She looked at her toes, "I did not accept their invitation." "Oh." I said, I didn't know what else I could say. "Lin Nanyi, I want you to understand." She rubbed the corner of her clothes, "Although, I really want to be a star, because then I will have a lot of money... But, I... I know that there is still money for me." More importantly, I want to be with you, I want to be with you." I want to be with you. This sentence is enough. Tutu still didn't dare to look at me. In a sense, we are all shy children, and showing our hearts makes us feel embarrassed. I gently hugged Tutu, and her thin arms gently wrapped around my back. That day was surprisingly clear, and we were standing on the main road of the campus where people came and went. Some people softly commented: "Isn't this from that band?" We didn't care and let the world stop for us. It was the brightest and sweetest day in human history. That is the best love that can never be repeated, domineering. Half a year later, Monster, Zhang Muer and I graduated from school one after another.The monster entered the infirmary of our university, and I entered a middle school to teach music.The monster didn't take the civil service exam and didn't look for a job. He was doing nothing every day and even bought a car - it seems that he has more money than we thought. Tutu was still a year away from graduating, but when I rented a small house and asked if she could live with me, she said yes without much hesitation. The day she moved in was my holiday, and once a girl lived in a room, it would somehow become crowded and start to feel like a home. She put her bottles in the bathroom, put her shoes behind the door, and the battle was finally over. "Hi Lin Nanyi," she suddenly shouted triumphantly, "Look!" I looked over, and at some point, she had posted a big lion with its teeth and claws behind the door. "What are you doing?" I just smirked. "This is me." She pointed to the lion and said seriously. Then she used a signature pen to draw a pitiful little person next to the lion's mouth: "This is you." "Oh." I said. "Don't you want to know what this means?" she asked mysteriously. I shook my head, and she smiled slyly: "This means, I'm sure of you! Ha!" She smiled so brightly, and I laughed too. I spent the day giggling until the monster and Zhang Muer came to celebrate. At first, we sang, and later, we drank.When everyone was half drunk, Zhang Muer began to call Tutu "sister-in-law".Tutu was not used to it at first, but then he smiled and poured wine down his throat, one cup after another. By the end of the drink we were both drunk and a little oddly sad.The monster and Zhang Mu'er staggered away with each other's support. I was paralyzed on the bed, only Tutu was struggling to clean up the messy living room. I heard Tutu turning on the big faucet in the kitchen and washing dishes, The sound of the water gave me an illusion of being far away, and I suddenly became very flustered. "Tutu, Tutu!" I called. She ran over stumbling. "Lin Doujiang, what's wrong with you?" She bent down to look at me and exclaimed, "Your face is covered with sweat!" "Tutu." I held her hand tightly and muttered, "You are right here, you are not allowed to go anywhere." She smiled, and that smile was as beautiful as a flower blooming in my shaking vision.She moved a chair and sat next to me, spread my hands gently on her lap, continued to look at me with that smile and said, "Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere." Then, she slowly bent down, and gently covered my lips with her petal-like soft lips. Yes, she kissed me. My good girl kissed me. At that moment, the world collapsed and everything was silent. I hugged Tutu to the bed, I thought I should do something, because if I didn't do something, I would definitely not be a man, Tutu seemed to guess my heart, and giggled.I straightened my face and asked her, "Do you love me?" "A little bit," she said. "How much?" "Eleven thousand points," she said. I pretended to be stupid, laughed, and pinched her nose to keep her from venting.She couldn't laugh anymore, so she went straight into my arms, Ye Zhen was so beautiful that it was unbearable, we were all drunk.This is the first time I feel that being drunk is a very good thing. When I woke up the next day, the living room had been tidied up. Tutu went to class and left a small note on the table: Honey, you have to teach others at ten o'clock in the morning, so don't be late. I held that piece of paper in a daze for a long while, almost unable to believe that the flawless and happy life in the legend had condescended to come to me.