New York smiled.

Life, other people have nothing to do with us, but just a coincidence, but in the end still need a few zhixinren, is a spiritual pillar is also a kind of happiness. Prove that we exist, that we have love.

Every day I send my daughter Xiao Ling to kindergarten, in addition to rainy days, will see that woman washing vegetables or cooking. She stood in a small open-air kitchen not far from the front of the shop, with a red saucepan on the rusty iron Stand, and five or six bottles of seasoning beside the iron stand. Oily electromagnetic stove, it seems that has been used for a long time, the wire is not long enough, pulled out from the shop, a little tight, it seems careless will trip people. She carefully fried dishes, scratchy oil and fresh garlic to stimulate each other, fragrance waft out, this scene is very meticulous and virtuous housewife.

In front of the shop, there is a very ordinary tree, not called name, no exotic flowers, all green leaves, look at the pour is also very comfortable. Sometimes she would sit under the tree to cool, close her eyes quietly, do not look at people do not listen to music, static like a small tree. At this time you can boldly look at her appearance, she hot short hair, like the 80 's come out of the people, with a little feminine graceful. Wearing a green silk skirt and knee lake, looks like the best people wear clothes, no embellishment, exclusively Hung, wind blowing up, as if a pool of spring wrinkles. The skin is bright, like the light of tofu, as if encountered is soft and tender. She looks very beautiful with her head down, accustomed to the hair in the ear, the beautiful and white lines extend a temptation. Such a woman, I want to pass by the men will not help to see her a few eyes, so I pay attention to her is understandable. She looks a bit like my former dream lover, it is also so not tall and petite suitable stature, oval, the face is full of delicate and clever appearance. Once when she was cooking, I picked up the little spirit. The two people just glanced at each other. She bowed her head a little shy, like a chaste maiden.

But few women in a massage shop are serious.

I can't remember exactly what they looked like except that Lake Green woman. In my mind they were always lounging in the dim shop, their faces lost their vigor and their clothes were exposed. Occasionally see the smoke from the shop inside the light blue, there are men now hidden. Sometimes I feel a tight heart, resulting in a kind of irony and sadness. Their shop stands on the opposite side of the kindergarten, with impeccable beauty and innocence and a spirited hope. One side is the dust of depravity, drift of duckweed. Such two places as the opposite of the world, beauty and evil parallel, the truth is resolute and sad.

Soon it was midsummer, and once a little spirit found her pencil-box lost, crying all day. I had to go back to the kindergarten that way. I bought Xiao Ling's favorite pig tail.

It was late afternoon, summer night came very slowly, very slowly, dark blue liquid slowly disseminated the sky, as if a piece of more and more deep cloth will be wrapped up in the world, all the stories are surrounded by darkness, in the struggle gradually with the reality of integration, see not clear, not escape the fate.

I wandered in front of the kindergarten, only to find the floor of the chewing gum, the children throw the paper plane, popsicle wrappers, and a row of jasmine in front of the right. Transparent aroma As if there is color, is white, clear and natural. The fragrance fled at dusk, and the flowers bloom more, as if they had exhausted all their strength. Close my eyes, suddenly think of that Lake Green woman, she closed her eyes under the tree to cool under the trees is also like me in the scent of the Mist banished memories. Perhaps, we are in the spirit of the Kingdom wandering people, can have each other's empathy. This sudden idea is wonderful, like a lonely self ambiguous, with subtle fragrance gently around the apex, I think of her black hair, white side face, looming, no clear impression, and the night deeper.

Without reason, I am ready to fold home.

How are you doing. Suddenly there was a nice, but slightly hoarse voice that stopped me. I looked back and it was her.

Is this your daughter's thing, dropped in the doorway of my shop. She smiled at me with a pencil-box, and before we look at the situation, still with a little shyness, wearing a light blue silk shoulder cotton long skirts, V-collar, still no suit, with this dark blue night, as if to become a fresh and elegant small sky.

I took a look at the next, pink cartoon beauty Girl warrior Double box, box with a small white sticky paper, above is my handwriting written Zhang Shiling. It is I accompany my daughter to buy the pencil box.

How do you know it's my daughter's? I was a little surprised.

She smiled naturally. We are opposite the kindergarten, the children across the total of so more than 20, every day and come and go to face the familiar. Besides, your daughter is so beautiful that she remembers it at a glance.

How do you know I'm her father? I smiled and felt a little pride in my heart.

You often pick her up, pay attention to her naturally pay attention to you. She burst into a laugh.

Blessed is my daughter. I smiled and said, do not know what to thank.

May be my eyes too direct, when her eyes touched my eyes, and a little embarrassed to hang down the head, then I go first, there is something.

I often see you cooking, it seems you have a very life style. Perhaps to talk more, I said.

Life is boring, only through the most primitive things to Bole. She turned a faint smile.

As she turned into the door, I went over and secretly put the stewed pig's tail on the open kitchen chopping board.

When he got home, his wife, Jean-Jen, had cooked the meal. I and she is a blind date to meet each other, look at each other pleasing to get married. She has a sensible and dignified face, does not like to laugh, the corners of the mouth with a little serious. Perennial unchanged shawl long hair, gray professional suit. I used to say she was a good lawyer, full of justice and ruthlessness. But my sense of humour was often swept before her, and she wandered like a wind in the room, folded, dragged, carefully watching TV dramas in front of the couch, or burying herself in calculating daily expenses. When the baptism of the years, her a beautiful black waterfall began to dry up, hair appears edgy dry, wrinkles began to creep up the corner of the eye, but Hui Jen is not like other women for this sad, still meticulous work. Come home from work to stir fry, wash clothes, take care of the spirit, supervise her to do homework. I bought her new clothes, and she didn't have any great joy, but when I was watching TV in the living room, I saw her in the bedroom wardrobe in front of the clothes I bought the red cardigan sweater, in the mirror and photo, slowly turned a circle, the face of the same girl with the same happiness, the faint dream of youth.

After dinner, Xiao Ling in the living room do homework, Hui Jen wash dishes, I entered the house to read. At the age of more than 30, unlike ever before, Jin Yong. Through the strife of the world, emotional enrichment is the burden of stumbling steps. Celebrity biography, financial guide. Looking at a few pages of a little upset, I looked up at the overhead bulb in a daze. Our house is distributed by the company, a room and two halls, not how to decorate, simple white wall, wooden furniture, a 21-inch small color TV, in the surrounding friends also calculate well-off family.

Dad, when you bought me a pencil, I like it very much. Xiao Ling holding two brand-new pencil bounce to come in and shout happily, there are several in the stationery box. Then ran to the bedside of a spoiled brat let me help her sharpen her pencil.

I didn't buy it. I think it's her.

I deeply recall, and think of her blunt I smiled shy and bright appearance, my heart on a move, no amazing feeling, but involuntarily with care and reverie.

The light bulb, like an orange sun hanging in the white universe, exudes and shines with beauty, and is a little more distinctive and gentle than the night before.

I know there's always something going on between us.

I'm going to find her this time. I took a detour to the shop at night, and she sat under the tree to cool the shade. I know she'll be there. Met you again, but never know your name. I said to her. I'm still a little bit away from her to be conspicuous.

Little Green, she smiled shyly.

By the right, thank you for the pencil. I remember, Tao.

Effort。 I bought to Tong elder sister when buy more, and give your daughter some. She said.

Who is Tong elder sister? I doubt it.

It's our shop chief. She said, listen to her tone and tong sister is very good.

I remembered a plump middle-aged woman standing at the door of the shop, painted with bright red lipstick, wearing a rose short sleeve dress, rough before the chest, the right index finger between the total habit of holding a cigarette, leaning on the threshold to look at the car to the car, full of a casual posture, she looks like a popular movie star Chen, Eyes flying, Pouring out a myriad of amorous feelings. Suddenly there was a burst of indulgence in the shop laughter, a look high school appearance handsome teenager carrying a shoulder bag from the shop running out, sweating, filled with youthful face in the tree time under a flash.

To thank you, take you to supper at night. I smiled and said, it looks natural.

OK. She hesitated, but readily accepted.

But I have to work overtime in the evening, and I'll pick you up.

Aren't you going home so late? She asked politely, but with a little nostalgia in her eyes. She still looks very innocent appearance, a little bit of a touching on the exposed.

Why not go back, I said. Two people have the hint.

Originally I planned to talk with her first, false in time again Heizhen big quarrel, small green can't bear, let me stay, so I will naturally get her. Did not expect things to develop a little bit of a surprising speed, but all this is reasonable, massage shop women are not so, I almost regarded her as a simple girl look. I think.

We shall meet as promised. I dared not take her to the hotel, she took me to her rental room. The town has many small people and long mouths. Before a girl in high school love was found, only remember her things are neighbors gossip, harsh words slashing, in the sun, in the dark, countless open mouth countless eyes are staring at you. Said she was sleeping bad shoes, rotten chicken, that pure kind of fox is the essence of the skin, and so on, such as, long speech, figurative personification, all colors complete, literary talent rich. Later, the girl's mother did not let her go to school, she cut her wrist one night suicide. It is said that when death is haggard and sad. This is the 80 's, when I was a junior high school students, do not know love. The girl I have seen, because of beauty, but also a few impressions. She was dressed in white shirts and khaki trousers, about 165, and her neck was like a day, graceful and demure, like an elegant and dignified flower.

The small green living place is very far and is very secret, must pass through three or four lanes. Just under the rain, the street lamp shone on her, loomed, warm and beautiful. She was dressed in a deep purple belt with a silk dress, black and pointy heels, and she walked in a very graceful way. Long Alley, moss spread, dark green green like the seabed World Coral Sea, wrapped in endless secrets. Rain and Misty, she looked back a little shy to see me, I walked two steps forward to cover her head. She laughed, and it was not raining. This smile, like rain hit on the petals, light and moving. I put my hand closer to her head and kissed her suddenly.

Xiao Ling fever, I and Hui Jen with her, two people busy in the field after a few days. The child's illness is too good to be quick, and the little spirit is alive and kicking to class. After delivering the little spirit to the kindergarten, I went to the rental house to find little green. Little Green has been sitting at the door waiting for me, like a child, eyes yingying looked at me, mouth pursed, a bit wronged look. I picked up a jasmine on the way through, not in her ear, she smiled lightly, not angry. Suddenly she took my hand and didn't let me in, and she pointed at the door and asked me what you saw. I looked carefully at the wooden door, the door with Zijin paint painted a small house, write a warm little family. I smiled, yo, big painter. Small green blinked the eye, with happy Smile said, this is belong to us two people's place. Her smile is very sincere and natural, not a little affectation, that moment, time slow for a long time, in my heart lingering.

The company has a business and Zhangzhou, it is my turn to travel, small green will follow me to leave. We agreed to meet at Zhangzhou station.

Bumps for four hours, just get off, see little Green standing at the station gate waiting for me far away. She wears a scarlet chiffon strap skirt, it appears whiter skin. Hair This day comb up, roll a short ponytail, no Shi Zinfandel, body also slanting carry a khaki small purse, above have embroidery pattern, a little gypsy girl's amorous feelings. I like her bangs floating in front of the forehead, accompanied by the Juanxiu, a kind of witty and elegant, green can only leave two days, although massage shop, there is a set of rules.

Even in the field, I dare not to get along with her blatantly. During the day she waited for me in the hotel, and in the evening I came back, and she lay in bed in a white lace dress and waited for me. The figure looks like a maiden, a beautiful girl full of scars, but apparently she has been waiting for me for a long time, seems to have been a bit tired, I kissed her forehead, she half opened her eyes and looked at me to bend the corners of the mouth smile, eyes are gentle elf water light flow. We made out as usual and waited until nearly midnight to go out for a walk as normal as a couple. She seemed to be in a good mood, and regained her vigor, smiling eyes holding my arm, we walked silently on the road, her face slightly tilted, looking forward, quiet and happy. In front of the street lamp in the mist like a flower and a huge dandelion, hair light. This scene, beautiful as I have done countless dreams, the original world is so beautiful, but in the emotion between emotions affect the countless sentimental. If time returns to 10 years ago, I will marry her. I'd like to say that, but I swallowed it. What do you mean, she is in this life and I can not be a husband and wife.

Although I ate the dinner I brought, the little green shouted hungry. She and I ate two bowls of pig's noodles in a small shop along the street. The hot white gas braved, the little green eyes sparkling. She said suddenly, "I know you sent that pig's tail."

How do you know. I wondered.

Because I stand outside the window looking at you secretly. She burst into a laugh.

White foggy up, her face a little vague, I suddenly feel a little sad.

It's delicious. Little Green laughs, put the pig's foot in the noodles to me.

After eating noodles, this night market people have scattered almost, there are 0 of small vendors and the night, to earn a living. We passed the corner of a stall, the stall owner is a middle-aged woman, wearing an outdated cheap plaid shirt, a nine-cent black nylon trousers are very old and dusty. Her dark complexion seems to have broken her heart for life in the sun for years, aging and weary face revealing hardships, a pair of dry hands feebly hanging. In front of her was a small plastic folding table with rings and phone shells on it, and an old wooden box with a lot of jewellery in it, a little antique. Asked for the price, one for only five dollars. In fact, all the year round to do tourism business I know the cost price of only two yuan, this cheap gift I have a bit embarrassed to hand, usually to the small spirit to buy toys than this expensive.

But little Green looks very interested, she carefully picked a bracelet, the chain is wide-edged thin gold, chain in the middle of a few shiny small diamond, is plastic do flash drill. Perhaps it is moonlight and the dip of the street lamp, in her white arm appears also a bit good-looking. Little Green is very happy, she smiled and bent slightly. Look carefully and be satisfied.

Little Green is sympathetic to the poor, I gave the other 10 yuan, not waiting for the woman to change money, she took my hand ran.

When we are together, we can only stay in the small green rental housing. This place is isolated from the outside world and is the only comfort we have. It is silent, independent, is the secret place of the soul and carnal slaughter. I seldom come in the daytime, as long as Hui Jen does not pay attention to the night, I will be in this business with small green together. Froing, Hui Jen seems slightly suspicious, but sensible serious she still busy work and children, everyone's life is still calm. One day little Green said she had a fever. I took a vacation and bought a fever pill, and she slept in my arms for a noon. I looked at her silently, pale face, delicate and beautiful. Time to get along I slowly opened her book, perceiving her as I first met her intuition. She is real and kind. She loves her children, even the little spirit. She is a worldly and vicissitudes, always with a bit of mystery. Such a woman, but like duckweed, drifting to my side. Maybe it's the only way I've got her.

Is it raining outside? She kissed me dreamily, like a newborn little animal rubbing against me, holding me tightly.

The vague light spreads the musty feeling, the floating dust struggles in the sick sunshine and falls silently. Eyes are particularly sensitive in this environment. When she observes her body, she finds several scars on her skin. The clothes were peeling and the wound was tearing in front of me. Like an orange, accidentally pointed nails embedded, the venation torn, bloody. I only became a dress, clinging to her tightly. However, her expression is like stagnant water, cold to the end, but there is no movement.

Does it hurt? Knowing these are the old scars of a long time ago, I still can't help asking such an ignorant word.

She shook her head slightly. Pulls the past. She did not want to mention the past, I do not know how to comfort her, just hold her a little more. The aroma of her hair forced me to bite lightly. She turned around and buried her head in my arms. I felt a warm tear stained my vest.

The rain fell out the window and came to the window in a precarious way.

Life, other people have nothing to do with us, but just a coincidence, but in the end still need a few zhixinren, is a spiritual pillar is also a kind of happiness. Prove that we exist, that we have love.

The phone bell broke the peace, I picked up the phone, is Hui Jen.

Hui Jen asked, do not go home tonight?

I looked at the little green, she pretended to care not to look at me, the fingers are lonely gently scratching the edge of the quilt.

Don't go back, the company has something. You and Xiao Ling go to bed first. I said.

The company says you are taking a leave today. Hui Jen Naturally said, I could not hear her voice change, but I began to fear.

So I have to go back to work late at night. I tried to calm down and replied, as usual, Hui Jen told me to remember to hang up the phone when I was eating.

Little Green did not hear Hui Jen's questioning, she immediately happy like a child with her hands around me, like a thump in the window of a small butterfly constantly in my face kissed me, I think she should be serious. I hold her, the mood is complex. I know we have no future. I have been in the unit for more than 10 years to finally stand the director of the position, although the wife looks ordinary, but virtuous family, daughter Xiao Ling Smart, innocent. I can not do the passion of elopement, I only sensible calm. To worry about the future, the status quo.

Tong elder sister had an accident.

The next day I went to pick up the spirit of the afternoon as usual, and did not walk to the nursery to find a lot of people around.

I told you to look, don't face the smelly thing! Massage shop Doorway, the boy's mother grabbed Tong elder sister's hair roars, the woman because of anger and irrational scream often can enemy any musician.

Tong Sister's hair dispersed, the left face is bruised, the lips are still bright red, eyes bright and sad, down and fierce. She belittlin the crowd, and finally fell on the boy who had no worldly affairs. The boy was the young man who flew out of the massage shop that day, and I remember his face flashing under the shade of the tree, full of youthful strength and shyness. The boy dare not look at her, Tong elder sister's corner of the mouth floats a sorrowful smile.

Then little green just to buy vegetables back, she looked at all surprised, immediately rushed past Nu shouted, are people! Do you have to be so forced, please manage your own son! She was actually a little shaken and pale. The boy's mother is a little intimidated, Leng a leng, immediately, then abuse, massage shop can be what good goods, on your, you have what face to teach me! said that rolled up the sleeves look like to want to open shelves, then the police station people just came, the crowd she saw me, our eyes speechless, her clear eyes have tears, I feel a faint silence.

We were still renting the house the next day.

Little Green said, the boy then summon up the courage, last night with Tong elder sister eloped from the hospital, her son also followed along.

They are wrong. I replied calmly. Little Green heard the implication, raised his head to ask me, but she still hold my hand, raised her head to ask me, you will not take me away. Her hand clutched my hand tightly, full of supplication.

Xiao Ling is innocent, I said. I feel so pale and shameful. Isn't she innocent?

Her eyes looked at me tightly, and uphold smiled.

We stopped talking behind us. I know that she is guilty, but also a bit angrily, in this love who is not selfish and innocent. From the beginning this is destined to be a dark warmth, never see the light of the sun. She and I did again, she is not as passionate as before, but quietly without expression, this expression and the first time I saw her wound, like, full of death as cold. I kissed her warmly, she did not resist, still quiet. Once again I saw the scars on her chest and back, which were entangled in the skin of women like vines, deeply rooted, with hatred and fear.

When you open your eyes, little green wears clothes on the bed. I was still immersed in the glittered, vaguely looking at her, or the morning light, cold wet da Light, gently fell in her body wrapped like a layer of aperture, is our night walking street lights, dandelion-like misty drift.

Go out so early. I said in a confused way.

Her lace vest in half, left half of the back, in the morning light with faint ce ce low wan. She looked at me sideways, and the corners of her mouth bent, and I went out. I'll get you something to eat.

Be careful not to be seen. I told him. At this time, Hui Jen may be on the street to buy vegetables. Although she does not go this side of the market, but who knows what accidents in life.

Don't worry. She answered firmly, but there was some trembling in her voice. I suddenly noticed that her side face was haggard yellow, with no spirit of melancholy color. This feeling reminds me of Tong elder sister, thought of that Swan girl.

A little pain in the head, no sleep between the past. Only hear the wooden door squeak is gently pushed away, separated for a long time, squeak a sound to close. Squeak, Frostmourne whispered, hesitating a squeak, accompanied me and random to do a few short dreams. Dream of small green tears in my chest cry.

She didn't come back when she woke up.

There are soy milk and fried dough sticks on the table, as well as my favorite dumplings. They also emit a slight heat, keeping the best shape.

I sat in the house all morning, and she never came back. I know she's gone.

After two or three days, I picked up the little spirit and met the old aunt who had been sweeping the street. In the distance, such as small green when there are several times to see her to aunt things, asked Little green, little green distressed her bad economy, sometimes cooking always leave some to her. I walked over to chat with aunt, talking about the county of anecdotes, kindergarten small things. Auntie is very good at speaking. I pretended to inadvertently say, before this side massage shop at the door there is a sister cooking seems quite fragrant, now stand here can not smell.

Oh！ Hair Hot roll of the skin in vain is right, all day stand this door stir fry.

I nodded my approval with a slight nod.

Is that little green, called River Green! The aunt replied with great certainty, as if it were a glorious one. She continued to talk, we were quite familiar with it, did not expect to hear that she was pregnant, has gone. This girl, originally or the key university an excellent student, is said to have fallen in love with the calibration of a social person, dropped out of school, but also miscarried several times, life almost lost! The family also don't want her, put her out, poor uprooted to massage shop to do shampoo sister, said to be performers not prostitution, who knows! Still have a guest, that day rain I also saw her in the alley with a man hug hug. Speaking of which, she suddenly stared at me, still a little like you!

Which eye you see is me! Because of fear, I became very angry.

See me so fierce, she is a little afraid, hurriedly transit road, hey, I also so casually said, I only see back. You men are almost the same, but then she is very miserable, but also blame who, a girl's family self-esteem, to the end of the loss is not their own!

How do you know, don't gossip! I'm furious.

Hey yo heaven! The day before yesterday her maiden came to find her, her family said to herself, that still have leave? Her mother was hospitalized with high blood pressure.

Also want to ask more, kindergarten school, small green bounce to run to me. I also inconvenient to say, the aunt seems to have not yet done.

I had a high fever when I got back. Perhaps is too tired, perhaps is because thinks her. I don't want to face it.

Summer vacation past, Xiao Ling read first grade. The kindergarten was demolished, in the daytime thundered to be destroyed, the dust scattered earth sprinkled a land, as if the war world, broken no prototype of a past world. The massage shop still remained, as if an old shell, huddled in the tree-side, sought refuge. A small shop door, rose cheap glass windows, topped with an over gas star poster, has been bleached by the sun, and a few new women, their eyes precipitate no light, smoking cigarettes all day, wandering in another dream of no solution.

One day I walked alone, I was unconsciously back to the rental housing once again.

Curved Alley thousand fold turn. Walk fast, as if also can not go to the end, walk slowly, and feel that everything is the end. I think of little green holding my hand in the moss-covered alley walking, her heels on the green slate on the clatter, like a cheerful naughty little donkey. Her smile, is so frank, as naïve as the sun. Her eyes, like a riddle, hid many of the past with blood scabs. I was so slow to think, unknowingly walked to the house where we once attentive. The door of the room was open, and my mind flitted from the trance of delight, but touched a few eyes of precaution. Here has been living in new people, is a four migrant workers of foreign residents. I and little green once hot lingering bed was filled with sundries, luggage. All day changed more, only to see the wooden door on the painting Zijin paint, tiny thin traces still in, but has not seen the specific structure, suddenly a vacant room. Warm cabin Four words were beaten by the wind and rain, only the feeling of warm two words, they are lonely floating in the painting, never fixed.

It has just rained. Leaves in the moonlight and rain under the dip, on the wet road cast a beautiful picture. She's really gone.

Night Xiaoxiao, Wind Xiaoxiao, as if never come, vanished out of the ordinary. The corridor of whose clothes did not dry, water fell on the windowsill tick, like her footsteps close to me, cheerful and melancholy, but never came to me, everything more heavy.

Life is quiet.

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