No need to meet each other again

Lao Zhao did not expect to meet Wen Yan in the supermarket.

She is no longer the Wenyan she was before. She is wearing a smart women's suit, and her eyebrows no longer have the childish look of her youth.

As I grow older, not only do I no longer have the smell of dust on my body, but I gain a temperament.

Wen Yan did not expect to see Lao Zhao in the supermarket.

He was wearing a white vest and big pants.

On his feet he wore a pair of flip-flops that cost no more than ten yuan, and his face was full of ravines carved by time.

It is difficult for Wen Yan to associate the young, confident and high-spirited old Zhao in front of him with him.

When the two people met each other, they didn’t know what to say.

I can only squeeze out a few dry greetings. Two people who once loved each other so much are now so polite even in greetings.

After the greetings were over, the two made an appointment to meet and have a meal next time.

But both of them knew that this was just polite. After all, neither of them asked for the other's phone number.

The tacit understanding of adults is generally like this.

Did Lao Zhao and Wen Yan fall in love?

Probably I loved you.

When he was in high school, Lao Zhao was a popular figure in the school. He was among the top ten in his grade and was regarded by his teachers as a promising student of Tsinghua University and Peking University.

The classical Chinese language is a little transparent in the class. The grades are good or not. I can’t pass 985 or 211, but I can get an ordinary second grade. I have only a few friends around me. A girl.

It was a summer afternoon, all the students were taking a nap, and the classroom was quiet.

Old Zhao lay on the table and looked around, and somehow he saw Wen Yan.

The girl was lying on the table taking a nap, with her hands folded on the table, her head resting on her arms, and a small half of her face exposed on one side of her arms.

The summer sunshine shines in through the window, covering the girl's body with a layer of gold. Old Zhao can even see the down on the girl's neck clearly.

This girl is pretty good-looking. Lao Zhao's mind went blank, leaving only this idea.

Even many years later, Lao Zhao did not forget the scene that day.

After that day, Lao Zhao began to pursue classical Chinese.

Wen Yan is thin-skinned, but Lao Zhao is thick-skinned.

Old Zhao has never forgotten the ice water in summer and the warm treasure in winter.

Days like this passed day by day, and when the classmates came to their senses, the two people were already together.

At that time, the first love wanted to give everything it could, but the two of them had nothing, but their hearts were filled with each other, so nothing else mattered.

Just like silly youth dramas, high school love is always a bit lacking if the teacher doesn’t discover it.

In the final analysis, the two children always think that there is no way to prove their loyalty to love without any difficulties and obstacles.

Both parents were invited into the office by the teacher. The parents yelled and cursed, and the dean gave him a serious admonishment.

Old Zhao still looked cynical, stiff-necked, and did not look teachable at all.

Old Zhao’s father has a bad temper and will attack him with a fist without saying a word.

Wen Yan, who had been silent before, suddenly rushed forward like crazy and hugged Lao Zhao's father's arm.

Uncle, I really like him, and he really likes me.

After saying this, Lao Zhao felt that what he had done before was worth it.

If you are not afraid of giving, you are afraid of no response.

Later, Lao Zhao and Wen Yan wrote self-criticisms and were transferred to different classes. However, whenever classes were over, they could still be seen coming in and out in pairs.

Three years of high school passed in the blink of an eye.

After the college entrance examination, Lao Zhao’s scores were enough to go to Tsinghua University. Although his grades in Wenyan were also extraordinary, it was still unrealistic to go to Beijing’s 985 and 211 schools.

In the end, Wen Yan had no choice but to choose a school in Jilin.

The two people in a long-distance relationship are more miserable than they were in high school, but the distance is not far away and they are close to each other.

During their college days, both Lao Zhao and Wen Yan worked part-time jobs as tutors in their spare time. All the money earned turned into train tickets.

Every weekend, either Lao Zhao or Wen Yan would buy a ticket to the other city.

Spend a weekend together and go back on Sunday night.

On the more than forty-hour weekend, Wen Yan and Lao Zhao wereted more than ten hours on the train. Those tickets were the longing for the people far away.

Wenyan is a girl, and Lao Zhao is afraid that she will be in danger when she travels far away. Most of the time, he takes hard seats for more than ten hours to go to Wenyan's city. Together they watch the snow in Jilin, go to Changbai Mountain to see Tianchi, and Watching the rime in Songyuan.

In four years of college, Lao Zhao and Wen Yan actually visited Jilin.

Wen Yan actually felt sorry for Lao Zhao, and most of the money she earned from working was given to Lao Zhao.

Old Zhao likes photography. She saved money for half a year and bought the camera that he wanted so much on his birthday.

The first photo Lao Zhao took with his camera was a photo of him and Wen Yan. The two young people were smiling happily in the photo.

The time in college was fleeting. The Wenyan School recruited a local newspaper in Changchun as an intern editor, while Lao Zhao was recommended by the teacher to join the R&D department of a state-owned enterprise because of his excellent grades.

At the end of the internship, the editor-in-chief had a chat with Wen Yan. The old lady was very satisfied with this motivated girl and hoped that she could stay.

Wen Yan declined the editor-in-chief. They talked a lot that day, from high school to college. At the end of the conversation, Wen Yan told the old lady:

He paid so much for me, and I also I want to tell him that he doesn’t need to carry these things alone. No matter what, I will be with you.

"I'm with you", why do these words sound more touching than I love you?

Wen Yan finally said goodbye to the newspaper office, left his parents, and came to Beijing alone. But she is not alone.

Although Beijing is big, she knows that there is someone standing on this land and connected with her heart, so it seems that it is nothing in a foreign land, and having him is enough.

Stepping into society, two young people moved into a rental house of more than 40 square meters, and their monthly salary was just enough to cover their expenses in Beijing.

But the two young people did not feel bitter.

They have experienced too much. There are so many people in the world, but we met; so many couples in the world broke up after graduation, but we made it to the end.

Then these things in front of them are nothing. They believe that they can get to the end: she becomes his bride and he becomes her groom.

We want to live a good life, but the prerequisite for a good life is us.

Lao Zhao and Wen Yan worked hard together for five years.

In five years, Lao Zhao became the director of the company's R&D center, and Wen Yan became a well-known editor in the industry.

Everything seems to be going in the right direction. When the two of them have reached success and fame, it should be time to prepare for marriage.

A story always has a happy beginning and a tragic ending. As if this would make the story more exciting.

The passion of youth has receded, and materials are no longer lacking.

The communication between the two people has become less and less. Every day is more about entertainment and work. The place that was called home before is now just a house.

Quarrels, endless quarrels. If I were to say why exactly, I can't seem to tell.

Two people often break up without talking for a few words, although they will end up reconciled later.

But both of them knew that the problem was not solved, it was just delayed.

It was another quarrel, the cause was no longer important, it was nothing more than a trivial matter. At the end of the quarrel, Lao Zhao rushed out of the door, leaving Wenyan to cry silently in the living room.

Old Zhao also felt very uncomfortable. He was drinking heavily, feeling the guilt and regret in his heart almost overwhelming him.

He sat on the roadside until dawn, and then silently planned to go back and apologize.

At this time, Wen Yan sent a text message:

Let’s break up.

Somehow, Lao Zhao felt light on his body and felt extremely relaxed.

Okay.

This is Lao Zhao’s answer.

Both young people know that they will never be together for life, but their sacrifice along the way has become a shackles for both of them.

In the end, Wen Yan still said those words, just like when he held Lao Zhao's father's arm.

That girl dares to love and hate.

It didn’t take long for Lao Zhao to move out of the house and live in the dormitory of the work unit.

In the huge city of Beijing, we have never met each other again. The connection between the two people can only be seen in the group messages sent during the holidays.

Neither of them expected this encounter, so they just met each other.

The two are like old friends, but they are just old friends.

As for what you think? Only by yourself can you understand the taste.

Wen Yan drove home, changed into home clothes, and used paper to absorb the blood from the newly bought steak.

Turn on the heat, cut a small piece of butter into the hot pan, add the steak, and turn it over every thirty seconds. In about two to three minutes, the steak will be on the plate when it is about medium rare.

I had already prepared the vegetables on the plate, and took out a bottle of red wine and poured it into the wine glass.

After all this work was done, Wen Yan thought for a while, closed the curtains, turned off the lights, and lit candles.

The sound of opening the door happened to sound.

"Hey, the preparations are so grand today." The young man came in and said.

“Of course, today is our wedding anniversary, so of course it needs to be grand.

"Wen Yan squinted his eyes and responded with a smile. There was actually a shadow of that afternoon girl in his eyebrows.

Old Zhao carried the pork he just bought upstairs and opened the door skillfully with the key.

“Why did you come and go for so long? Did you secretly smoke downstairs again? "

The wife took the pork and sniffed at Lao Zhao with a suspicious look on her face.

"How can it be possible? "Old Zhao said with an innocent face.

The wife carried the pork into the kitchen, and while washing vegetables and cooking, she talked about the family's problems.

Old Zhao turned on the TV. Changing the channel again and again

The weather outside was sunny, the sun was just right, and the birds were chirping crisply outside the window.

"Honey," said Old Zhao. Suddenly he said to his wife: "What? ”

“The braised pork is fatter. I like to eat fatter.” "Old Zhao said hehely.

" I still don't know you, so I cut it fatter for you. "The sound of pots and pans sounded in the kitchen again.