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    I don¡¯t know how long I¡¯ve been asleep for this sleep, and I seem to have woken up several times during this period. I often heard a voice shouting at me in the dimness, ¡°Ye Xiao! Save me! Don¡¯t let them take me away!¡± But I still couldn¡¯t tell the difference.  It is clear whether the source of this sound is w or Weiwei.  This sleep seemed to be a very long sleep, and I had a lot of dreams I had had.

    When I woke up, it was August 3rd, which was three days later.  When I opened my eyes, it was still dark. I wanted to sleep again, but I couldn¡¯t fall asleep no matter how much I slept. My eyes were wider than a goldfish.  I turned on the phone, and besides the "fuck you" message sent by Jian, what surprised me even more was that I had slept for three full days.  And the best proof that I've slept that long is my stomach cramping with hunger eight minutes after waking up.  I went to the living room to pour a glass of water, and my lips started to chapped and bleed.  I am very curious why I have not been awakened by hunger until now. I can only say that human beings still have a strong desire to sleep.

    Go to the kitchen and open the refrigerator.  There are only a few cans of Suntory beer in it, which my father bought before he went out. I have already digested the food that can be eaten, and I guess even the metabolites are about to be decomposed by bacteria.  I looked out the window, and there were so few vehicles on the road that I could count them without using my toes.  There is no convenience store nearby, let alone a supermarket, which has long been closed.  I opened the beer and took two sips, and I could only rely on this liquid bread to fill myself up.

    In the living room, I found a comfortable corner on the sofa and lay on it. Turning on the TV happened to be a cooking show. How many housewives would watch cooking shows at this time?  Since the visual stimulation was switched to the stimulation of my stomach, I felt even hungrier, so I had no choice but to take two more gulps to stimulate my nerves and reduce my hunger.  The remote is constantly switching channels and boring programs.

    I have long felt that I am a relatively heartless person.  No matter how big an annoyance you have, if you wake up after a good night's sleep, you won't be depressed if you don't get stimulated for eight hours.  Jian said that this is also a kind of happiness, and the pain will disappear quickly when the troublesome things are forgotten.  But I feel that Jian is more blessed. So far, I have never found that sadness will stay on him for five minutes.

    I turned the TV around three times and didn't find any programs that could attract me.  Pick up the phone, it's three-eighteen.  It suddenly occurred to me that my grandson called me for the first time in half a month yesterday, and I didn't know where he disappeared before.  In fact, it should be said that it was three days ago.  Just sent a text message to Jian, where is your kid?

    I put my phone aside, not expecting Jian to reply me right away.  According to usual experience, it is already a miracle that he can reply to me before the sun sets tomorrow.  I kept flipping through the TV hoping to find something to kill the time before my father-in-law got up.  As the screens continued to switch, like hypnosis, I felt a little tired, but was immediately driven away by Jian's phone that answered my text messages as quickly as the German Blitzkrieg during World War II.

    "You are so accurate, you texted me as soon as I got off the plane?" Jian's excited voice came from the phone.

    "Airplane?" I suspect I'm starting to hallucinate.  In my memory, Jian is very afraid of heights. People who let him take a cable car and dare not get on the plane will go to the plane. I think the "plane" should be a computer that flies at a normal speed. Just getting off the plane means that he just got off the plane.  Get out of the Internet cafe.  Although I also feel that this explanation is very far-fetched, but there is no other better explanation.

    Jian paused, "Well I can't tell for a while, if it's convenient for you, come to Pudong Airport, and I'll introduce someone to you."

    "I'm fucking full and I'm going to the airport at three o'clock in the morning."

    Jian froze for a moment, then smiled, "That's right, then come to the restaurant downstairs of our house tomorrow, you know me, I'll treat you, well, goodbye like this."

    Just when I was about to ask Jian who he wanted to introduce to me, I already heard the sound of "beep-beep-beep" on the phone.  "Your second uncle." I cursed after hanging up the phone.  I started to regret it, I should go to the airport and beat him up.  The stomach also seemed to protest that I didn't find a chance to comfort it just now and cried over there.  Lying weakly on the sofa, if someone brings me a meal now, even if it is Sister Fu Rong, I will marry her.  I sighed and saw the box on the balcony.

    What's in it?  A question suddenly popped up in my mind.  There is an urge to open it and see what happened, although I understand that it is immoral to rummage through other people's things without their permission, and maybe I will not have a p eye when I have a child in the future.  But driven by curiosity, I walked to the side of the box.  This is a very common box used to hold tcl monitors.  But since Wei Wei left this box here, it means that it is definitely not something important, it must be rubbish or something.  Do you look at other people's trash?How unethical, I only tore off the sealing tape after I found a good-sounding reason for myself.

    After opening the box, I saw a big doraemon doll inside. This doraemon had a big watermelon rind on its head and a curly watermelon vine on top of its head.  Underneath the box is a yellow envelope and a blue hardcover, with a rainbow in the middle of the cover and a paragraph in English next to it:

    who knows how long i have loved you

    The envelope said:

    to: Ye Xiao

    For me?  I was stunned for a while, and immediately opened the envelope.

    Ye Xiao:

    It's the first time to face you in this way, you will definitely feel familiar when you see this beginning, right?  Hehe, the one named Yawen also used this method to say goodbye to her loved one for the last time.

    Indeed, when you can read this text, I am no longer in Shanghai. As for where, I don¡¯t know.  I told the person who bought our house that if someone named Ye Xiao came to see me, I would give you these things.  But since you can read this letter, it means that you really came to me.  However, we may never see each other again in the future.  Sorry, I don't have time to say goodbye to you, and I don't have a chance.

    Although I have only been with you for one month, this month has been the happiest month I have had in the past three years.  I found that I gradually fell in love with you, and even I couldn't believe that I would fall in love with a man in a month.  I'm not sure if my performance will make you think I'm a very caring person?

    I have never shown it to you, and now there is no more time for me to explain this relationship to you. I have recorded all the feelings of these days in this book. Out of my selfish thoughts, I really hope  You can read it to the end, so that you can know what kind of person I am.  How I wish you could tell me something after reading my diary, I believe in you.

    I don't know how to express my emotions after reading it, crying loudly?  Or lie on the ground and beat your chest?  In the end, two cold laughs came from his nasal cavity.  I am always caught off guard by unexpected things.  Wipe away a little bit of dust on the diary, "who knows how long I have loved you." Read this sentence softly.  Opening the diary, the first few pages of the book are almost full of densely recorded, and some pages in the middle are crumpled, as if the traces of tears have been dried.  Under the yellowed light of the balcony, this book seems to have aged.  After closing the book, I touched the cover, and then smelled it, hoping to find some slight smells, but only the smell of wood pulp and glue came into my nose.

    Turning back to the first page again, the lines of writing are very green.

    August 31, 2006

    ?School will start tomorrow, I really don't want to go to school, I don't want to see that bitch Wang Li.  That hateful face makes me want to vomit every time I see it, I really want to tear that face apart.  I really can't figure out why she always fights against me?

    It's not easy to have a peaceful summer vacation, but the good times are coming to an end soon.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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