Postscript 1 The island in memory

It was already dark, but she raised her head to check whether the sky rendered by the lights was clear. She really saw a bitten moon hanging on the roof in the distance. It was as if she had already spent the first half of her life.

She found a small clean place by the stone bridge and sat down, put a white handbag between her legs, looked at the crowds coming and going, and saw countless emotions in this place They collided next to the small river in an ancient town, but no one deliberately avoided this kind of collision. They still hung melancholy or comfort on their faces, and walked to the next shop and the next stone bridge with a gesture of passing by… .

From a different angle of sight, she saw her own shadow reflected on the river again. With the light swaying for a while, she stared at it for a long time, but the river water flowing eastward with the wind could not take away her loneliness at all, just as if There is an isolated island in memory, faintly visible beside the swaying boat… She finally smiled bitterly as if she had lost something, and a lady’s cigarette burned between her slender fingers, but Even she herself can’t remember when she got the habit of smoking. She clearly understands that whenever the smell of tobacco disperses, the man who sometimes smokes will appear deeply in her mind, and then she can see through the world. , smiling indifferently…

She has some nostalgia, but time has no way to go back, back to the original starting point, so the nostalgia turned into sadness, and the sadness turned into pain, lingering, leaving only a trace of freedom accompanied by loneliness, which can still comfort Her messy life.

The night finally came, and this street with many bars began to be lively. Even the night breeze seemed to open its sleepy eyes, and countless beautiful girls came, walking between bars and shops on high heels. , the pervasive smell of perfume makes the whole street near the river beautiful and delicious…

Yes, no matter how the seasons change, there will never be a shortage of beautiful women on this street. Some are ordinary, some are childish, and some are ostentatious. Only she has a beauty that implies loneliness and stories. So those men who hurried to the opposite bar street inevitably slowed down and looked at her when they passed by, but no one really dared to strike up a conversation with her, because her temperament was full of fusion in this place. .The place of encounter is so unique and cold, what is hidden in her eyes is the pain that cannot be released…

  …

  Some people are destined to meet each other, so at another end of the ancient town, another woman is sitting on the balcony of Linhe Inn, drinking a cup of hot tea, ignoring everything in front of her eyes! She was thinking of some long-standing thoughts under the dim light.

Perhaps because she understood that she should not be burdened by these thoughts, she finally put down the teacup in her hand, picked up the script from the table, recited a line that will be used tomorrow, and thought about how to perform this scene vividly a feeling of……

Yes, she is Le Yao, an actress who is no longer considered a newcomer, but looking back on the past few years, she still feels that those wasted youth and years were just acting in a drama that has not ended yet, so she will turn to A scene in the movie is set in Xitang, an ancient town that sometimes bores her, sometimes hates her, and sometimes misses her so much.

Opposite her is an inn, but the inn has no name. It just hangs a guitar without strings under the signboard. Only when the arguing crowd passed by her did she cut off her sight and her memories! …

  …

The woman sitting by the stone bridge finally extinguished the lady’s cigarette in her hand. She didn’t stop, took out her ID card from her purse, looked at the photo on it many years ago, and read out her name. Therefore, the passer-by closest to him who only met once knew that her name was Jian Wei. , being submerged in the feasting and feasting!

  She doesn’t mind being a drop in the ocean among the crowd, but she feels a little sad when she thinks of that scene many years ago…

At that time, she and the man had not left their student lives. They came to this place called Xitang, on a wall built in the middle of the bridge opposite her, took each other’s ID cards, and wrote down that they would be together in the future. The rhetoric of giving birth to a basketball team…

  At least then, they didn’t think it was a joke! I just feel that these unrealistic fantasies are an indispensable pleasure in life! But today, several years later, Jian Wei’s fragile and sensitive nerves are being torn!

She pressed her ID card against the wall, raised her head, closed her eyes and sighed, but she no longer wanted to shed tears here. She pursed her lips, remembering the scene where he was holding a guitar, standing at the entrance of the cruise ship, playing and singing. The first “you belong to me”……

  That night, it was raining lightly and the breeze was blowing, but it was the laziness of the singing that aroused the emotions of the tourists. They donated money one after another and approved his singing with money, while she applauded him quietly…

  At the end of that night, holding a handful of RMB, hugging the guitar, he told her with an uninhibited smile: With this guitar that can sing the best in the world, I am not afraid to elope with her to the ends of the earth……

  During the light rain, she fantasized about elopement as a serious matter for the first time…

  Unfortunately, since that man named Fang Yuan died, he has never hugged a guitar, nor sang a song in public…… What he loves now is just growing flowers and plants!

  The elopement at that time, looking at it now, isn’t it a joke?

  It’s not a joke, it’s an irreparable wound for her…

   She finally shed tears! …But helpless in tears…Because that man is married, and he and that woman had a son who was so cute and ridiculous…

Jian Wei sat back on that clean place again, the wicker blown by the breeze seemed to polish the corners of time, so that everything under the moonlight was so round, and time also slowed down the pace of progress, giving this slate The most patience on the street allows him to have space to settle the emotional stories that happened here one after another!

  She also finally remembered that warm man Mo Zishi in this soothing space! Mo Zishi proposed to her two days ago…

  She didn’t agree, nor refused!

   She didn’t agree because she had too much past in her heart that she couldn’t let go of.

   Didn’t refuse because she was used to the warmth of Mo Zishi when she was by her side…

  So, she came to the hometown of Xitang, and her intuition told her that there would be the answer she wanted…

   (There are two chapters in the postscript, this is the first chapter)