Chapter 5 Chapter 5 I love you on the cloud

On a sunny Friday in September 2005, the winter in Australia was coming to an end.At the Aviation Training School in South Adelaide, Big Bear, I see you. You're thinner, tanned, and your short hair is neatly combed.You grow up and become a man with a bit of experience.You put on a blue tie and a handsome cadet pilot uniform. You get out of bed in the cold every morning, accept rigorous training, and aspire to become a pilot. Flying in the sky and among the stars is not your dream. At that time, every time I wanted to persuade you to become a pilot, you always frowned and said, "Being a pilot is very hard!"

You just want to be a math columnist.Your column is very popular, and you have not yet graduated from university, and a publishing house has already published a book for you, other newspapers have also asked you to write articles, and some schools have invited you to give speeches.You lazily said that this job does not require you to go to work, and the royalties and manuscript fees alone are enough to live on, and you plan to continue to do so after graduation. At that time, I was very worried, you who are lazier than sloths, what will you do in the future?But you told me a story about an ancient Greek philosopher.

That philosopher does nothing but sits and begs in the street, because he thinks that laziness is the highest philosophy. "You might as well say that all beggars are philosophers!" I said angrily. "You made a logical error in your statement. A certain philosopher is a beggar, but it does not mean that all beggars are philosophers, nor does it mean that all philosophers are beggars." You said. "So can I say that sloths are nature's philosophers?" I said. Your eyes lit up and you said, "It's possible." I don't know if sloths are nature's philosophers, but parrots may be prophets.

When death calls us step by step, Pippi tried to remind us, but we didn't know it at the time. One day in early October 2004, at your home in the boys' home, we stumbled upon a website that later caused massive network congestion.Its name is: "A Beautiful Garland on the Indian Ocean", that is the island country Maldives.It consists of 1,190 islands, and when viewed from the sky, the shape of the archipelago resembles a circle of flower petals.Its national flower is the beautiful pink rose. An amateur photographer stayed in the Maldives for more than a month, and after returning home, he put more than 200 photos he took on his website.That peaceful paradise is fascinating.We saw the scenery of the sea and the sky, the shadow of the coconut tree dyed red by the sunset, the blue coral reef, the fish bigger than the horse, and the clumsy swimming posture of the sea turtle.

We also saw the water house built by the sea.There are rows of grass-roofed water houses, with the sea on one side and the swimming pool on the other.A person sleeps on the bed in the house, and if he turns to the left, he can jump into the sea and swim; if he turns to the right, he can fall into the swimming pool without his feet touching the floor. Both you and I were dumbfounded. "I'm going! I'm going!" I cried. At this moment, Pippi in the cage seemed to be frightened, flapped his wings unusually and flew around, screaming non-stop.We both turned our heads to look at it at the same time.

"Maybe a hawk flew by just now." You looked out the window and said. "It also wants to go to the Maldives!" I smiled and told you, unaware that the claws of death had reached us. We later decided to spend Christmas there. We set off on December 24th and returned on the 27th. A few days after our return, it was the "Ancient Tomb" New Year's Eve appointment. We booked our flight tickets online and found a cheap and beautiful hotel. Although there is no water house of our dreams, there is a beach just a few steps out of the room. Occasionally, large turtles will climb to the shore to hatch their eggs.If we're lucky we'll see it.

We are looking forward to our trip to the Maldives.I bought a brand-new bathing suit, grass green, in two pieces, a sun hat and sunscreen, and counted down the days until I left. That day in my life finally came.With light luggage, you and I arrived at the island country with blue sea and sky at dusk.A beautiful view of the Indian Ocean unfolded in front of us. We walked out of the airport, took a deep breath of cool air, and then happily took a boat to the hotel on the island. The hotel consists of rows of small huts.When we stepped into the lobby of the tropical hotel, a girl in a pink sarong greeted me, hung a garland of rose petals around my neck, showed a mouthful of white teeth, and said to me: "Welcome Come to heaven!"

The hotel we chose out of ten thousand, even the name faintly reveals the message of death, it is called "Paradise Hotel".I was defenseless, unaware that I had reached the last leg of my life's journey. On the Christmas evening of December 25th, we were sitting in white rattan chairs in a seaside restaurant, wearing sweatshirts bought at the market during the day, with the sunset and coconut trees of the Maldives printed on our chests.We leisurely sipped cold drinks with colorful paper umbrellas and watched the setting sun floating on the sea. "It's not bad to live here for the rest of your life. You can live by sweeping the leaves every day." You stretched your legs and said lazily.

"No! There are still many places we haven't been to, London, New York, Tuscany, Florence, the Aegean Sea in Greece, the pyramids in Egypt, the Taj Mahal in India, and Paris!" I am looking forward to, and then I ask you, " Have you ever thought about what you were doing when you were thirty?" You shrugged and said, "I never thought about something so far away." "Neither have I thought about it," I said happily. You glanced at me and asked puzzledly, "Then why did you ask me?" "I wonder if you haven't thought about it as much as I do." I said lazily.

You smiled at me angrily. "Have you ever liked Ah Ying?" I asked you. "My God! You're here again!" you say. "Speak up! I really won't be angry." "Of course not!" You finally agreed. "real?" "I said no, no." "She seems to think you liked her. She said she likes cake, but you're a cookie." "I'm a cookie?" You widened your eyes. I giggled.From the look in your eyes, I know you didn't lie to me. "So, I am your first love Luo?" I said. You rubbed your eyes and smiled bitterly, as if you were afraid of me.

"Did you answer the chicken-and-egg question wrong on purpose?" I asked you. Once again, you smiled mysteriously and refused to tell me. Later, when we were eating rose ice cream topped with two petals, I complained to you and said, "Every time I email you, I send you an online rose, but you never send it to me." Said: "These are just forms." "If you don't send me flowers now, you won't even send them when I'm old." I said while biting the frozen spoon. "Don't worry! You will be old and ugly in the future, and I won't dislike you." You narrowed your eyes and smiled at me. "Who wants you to dislike it! I won't become old and ugly! I will always be younger than you!" I twisted the rose petals on the plate, put them on my nose and smelled them. Big Bear, did I say something unlucky again?Those who pass away are not old, from now on, I will always be younger than you.The fragrance of roses in the evening in the south carries the breath of parting.Until now, every evening, I seem to smell the fragrance of roses again, and the petals are like a small spinning top, flowing in the memory of the past. The next day, the Sunday morning that will separate us forever, I put on my bathing suit and drag you, still awake, to the beach.We're next to each other on a white deck chair under a parasol, and you want to sleep on with your hat over your face.I got up, put sunscreen on my body and said to you: "Hurry up and get into the water! I have to leave early tomorrow morning." You yawned and said lazily, "You go first!" "Aren't you afraid I'll be eaten by sharks?" "Sharks in the Maldives don't eat people," you say. "Come here!" I urged you. Then, leaving my plastic flip flops on the shore, I ran alone into the ocean, where many people were swimming and snorkeling.I closed my eyes, lay on my back on the water, enjoying the morning breeze, letting myself drift with the water. I don't know how long it has been floating, I opened my eyes and stood up, you are still half lying on the shore.Looking at me leisurely.I waved my hand at you and asked you to get into the water quickly. You also waved at me greatly, but refused to come.I thought to myself, wait for me to go ashore.I'm going to take care of you. Thinking about it now, at that moment, we actually seemed to be saying goodbye. I slowly swim to the deep water.After swimming for a while, I paddled my feet, rubbed my eyes, and suddenly found a trembling all over the surface of the water. In an instant, the sea water surged up like a crack, and washed me out.The fear was too much, and I wanted to call for help but I couldn't make a sound.When everyone else ran to the shore in a panic, you ran to me, walked into the water, and swam to me desperately, trying to pull me ashore.I struggle to breathe and reach out to you, I almost touch your hand.However, at that moment, a huge thirty-foot wave washed us away.It rolls you ashore. I struggled to breathe in the vortex of terror, exhausted, and closed my eyes.Then struggled to breathe again until I was out of breath.Then, I opened my eyes again and saw myself drifting toward death. The tsunami destroyed everything. After the catastrophe, the island nation was in ruins, and the air smelled of rot, leaves, and bones.Xingyi, Xiaobi, Aying, Zhiyi, everyone is here, I don't know how to comfort you.They helped find me and hoped I was still alive. Time passed day by day, and hope became more and more elusive. Five weeks passed, and everyone else had to go home one after another, but you still stubbornly stayed. Until the day the search party gave up, you cut your foot on a sharp board on the way back from a tent where I couldn't find my body.You ignored the bleeding wound, returned to the hotel with a tired body, and closed the door.Knowing that the last ray of hope has been extinguished, you cried bitterly with your forehead pressed against the door panel, pounded the brick and mud wall with your fist, and shouted loudly: "Zheng Weini! Come back!" Sorry, Bear, I can't come back. Do you believe in fate?I had no choice but to believe fatally. The first movie we saw was Titanic.The ship sank, and the hero and heroine were separated forever in the vast sea.Although I knew that you followed me and lured you into the theater that day, we watched it together after all.Later, we also laughed at those corny plots together. The first time I asked you a math question was about the pilot flying in the North Pole.At that time, you mischievously drew branches and leaves under the earth, like a flower.It's your fault. It turns out that you sent me flowers.At that time, how could we have thought that now you will become a pilot because of me? On the day of your graduation from college, you took classes seriously at aviation school and didn't even attend the graduation ceremony. I never knew that you loved me so deeply that you gave up the dream of being a sloth and used your feet to walk the rest of my life for me. Being a pilot is really hard work.Self-discipline, cleanliness, punctuality, hard work, responsibility, how difficult are these for you?But you did it, and you got full marks in the theory class. On this day, I saw your first test flight.You hold the steering wheel of the plane tightly in the clouds.The instructor next to you smiled and said, "Don't be so nervous. The steering wheel is also strangled by you!" The classmate sitting behind you laughed, and you laughed too, but that smile was slightly bitter. Maybe you will wonder why I can see you.It turned out that after the person died.The world will pay back the time it owes us.Everyone gets a different amount of time, depending on how long they lived in their mother's womb.After we are born, we start counting from the zero age; however, when the sperm combines with the egg, life has been formed, and we begin to grow old.Some people are born after living for only 20 weeks. I was lucky to be born in my mother's womb for 39 weeks and 4 hours. Therefore, I also had 39 weeks and 4 hours of transition. Expect.During this time, I can go back to the memory of the earth in heaven.I became a spectator, watching myself from the moment of birth to the moment of death, like a tape replay.I can also see you after my death, my mother, Zhiyi and Xingyi, Xiaobi and Aying on the cloud.When the time comes, I will forget the past. This moment is the last twenty minutes of the countdown. Bear, there is a secret that I never told you, nor anyone else.In the summer vacation of the year I was in elementary school, a boy who was studying in the first grade of junior high school moved nearby. He was very cute, with big eyes and beautiful eyebrows, like a little hero in comics.I stalked him for days just to see what he was up to. One day, I saw him walk into a stationery store.After a while, he came out with a roll in his hand.So, I timidly went into that stationery store and asked the old clerk with white curly hair what he had bought.The old clerk showed me a map of the world on the counter with a smile.The map was the size of four movie posters, the sea was blue, the land was green, the mountains were brown, each country had a different marker, the Netherlands was a windmill, Vienna was a violin, Spain was a bullfight... It's just stunning. "This is the last one," said the old clerk. However, I have no money to buy it. Then one day, I quietly followed that boy again.One day, I saw him holding the hand of a beautiful girl in the skating rink.With a sore heart, I went home alone.When I got home, I squatted on the ground, poured out all the money in the piggy bank, bought the map, and stuck it on the wall of the bedroom. After that day, I didn't follow that boy again.Later, it was heard that he was missing, and the police investigated the area for a while.I'm so guilty that if I keep following him, maybe I'll find out where he's gone. Gradually, I have forgotten his appearance, but yearn for the ends of the earth on that map. So, how shocked was I when I found out you were stalking me that day? That is fate, right?Although I didn't understand it then. After a person dies, he matures immediately.Now I finally understand that before meeting, I may have liked someone else, but that person didn't like me, or maybe someone liked me, but I didn't like him.Why is it you and me? It turns out that those people are just to welcome your appearance.In our meeting, God's will is always there. I remember one day, I teased you on the phone and pretended to be guilty and said to you: "I'm sorry, I... I got married yesterday." You were silent for a long time, then asked bitterly and surprised: "Who are you marrying?" "I lied to you! Idiot!" I giggled. I'm sorry, I can't play this kind of game with you anymore, and I can't marry you. Big bear, remember the "undead star" I drew in your palm?It will bless you forever in the clouds.However, if being a pilot is too hard, then give up.Go love someone.To love someone who loves you like I love you.No matter how reluctant I am, on the other side of death, I will eventually forget you. That world map doesn't have heaven marked.It turns out that if you imagined what heaven was like in life, the heaven after death will look like that.I always thought that heaven was like the story about the dream planet: after a person falls asleep, the soul goes there to dream.There is a big tree with criss-cross branches on the planet. When you climb it, you have a good dream.If it falls, it will be a nightmare that day. My paradise is Dream Planet. Do you remember that picture I showed you?In the first semester of the second grade, I took a credit in psychology. The blond foreign professor named A Zhan was quite handsome.A Zhan's class is very popular with girls.He also taught wonderfully. In the first class, he gave each of us a picture and a bunch of color pens.This is the picture. He asked us to use our intuition alone to choose a person in this picture that we feel most like ourselves, and then fill in the color.We can also choose a person who is most like the one we like. This is my choice: crossed hands in the upper right corner, looks unhappy, like the lonely one, I fell in love with her at first sight, filled in my favorite green.She is me.Growing up in a single-parent family and being an only child, the feeling of loneliness has never left me. Standing on the top of the tree, with the back of your hands on your hips, smiling happily, easily satisfied, and curious about the world is you.I filled in blue because blue is like you and you like blue. One day I brought you this picture and asked you to do the same. "What kind of test is this?" you ask. "Just do it!" So, you obediently chose you and me in this picture. You are like me.The green one in the upper right corner is me. You said it was because I like green, and I often pouted, as if I was not satisfied with anything, which was very troublesome. The blue one, you feel like yourself when you look at it.You like the color of the ocean and the cool feeling. "So, what about the analysis results?" You asked curiously. "It didn't work out," I said. "How can it be a psychological test if there is no result?" You said. "Do you think these are superficial psychological tests with answers A, B, C, and D? Azhan said that everyone can find themselves and the people around them in this picture. This picture is like a mirror. We were chosen, and we saw ourselves in our hearts.” Big Bear, thank you, you are the one who accompanied me all the way to the last voyage of my life. I have drifted with the current, wandering with the sea.I will turn into the wind, turn into the cloud, turn into the blue coral reef, turn into the fish, turn into the sea turtle.Maybe, one day, a girl will ask the boy she fell in love with: "Where is the big turtle first, or the turtle egg first?" If you don't see my bones, you will always remember my fresh face and miss our past. Everything we shared, and the youthful years we spent together, was so fleeting, yet eternal. Don't be sad, I lived.I have shed tears for you.I fall in love with you. As long as a person falls in love, it is like a caterpillar turning into a butterfly, and it will be different from then on.It is your love that makes me dance in the world. Big bear, if one day your plane is flying in the sky and you suddenly find that your hair is messed up, at that moment, will you think of me who always likes to mess up your hair? There is only the last minute left in the time that this world pays back to me, and I want to give you a gift.When you think of me, please look up at the depths of the white clouds. Without you, I will become lonely again. This is the future me: you are just like me.The green one in the upper right corner is me. You said it was because I like green, and I often pouted, as if I was not satisfied with anything, which was very troublesome. The blue one, you feel like yourself when you look at it.You like the color of the ocean and the cool feeling. "So, what about the analysis results?" You asked curiously. "It didn't work out," I said. "How can it be a psychological test if there is no result?" You said. "Do you think these are superficial psychological tests with answers A, B, C, and D? Azhan said that everyone can find themselves and the people around them in this picture. This picture is like a mirror. We were chosen, and we saw ourselves in our hearts.” Big Bear, thank you, you are the one who accompanied me all the way to the last voyage of my life. I have drifted with the current, wandering with the sea.I will turn into the wind, turn into the cloud, turn into the blue coral reef, turn into the fish, turn into the sea turtle.Maybe, one day, a girl will ask the boy she fell in love with: "Where is the big turtle first, or the turtle egg first?" If you don't see my bones, you will always remember my fresh face and miss our past. Everything we shared, and the youthful years we spent together, was so fleeting, yet eternal. Don't be sad, I lived.I have shed tears for you.I fall in love with you. As long as a person falls in love, it is like a caterpillar turning into a butterfly, and it will be different from then on.It is your love that makes me dance in the world. Big bear, if one day your plane is flying in the sky and you suddenly find that your hair is messed up, at that moment, will you think of me who always likes to mess up your hair? There is only the last minute left in the time that this world pays back to me, and I want to give you a gift.When you think of me, please look up at the depths of the white clouds. Without you, I will become lonely again. This is me from now on.