September high heels

In January and July, in the cool breeze of early summer, gardenias bloom quietly. "The night is beautiful tonight, and the summer insects are singing for me." With her wet hair loose, she jumped on the back seat of Ah Hang's bicycle. Ah Hang handed over a gardenia that had not yet bloomed and had green leaves: "My singing is much more beautiful than theirs!" I have always believed that flowers are elves, carrying people's past lives, and my past life must be Gardenia. "So you have always known what I love." "Including the person you love." Suddenly, I turned a corner, and in panic, I instinctively hugged Ahang's waist tightly. The wind blew, and the faint fragrance of his hair floated, which was the SMell of Ikaru. I like it. He sang the song "Ghosts Bewitched", softly, full of a touch of sadness, like the fragrance of hair when the wind blows. "It's been three years, haven't you forgotten him after three years?" The flowers in his hand fell on the dark asphalt road, and the car sped off. This square is a place we often visited before, with neon lights, fountains, grass and crowds. There is also a long corridor. White, entwined with countless lush vines, the branches are tangled, touching, and lingering. "It's so nostalgic here!" I murmured. "Yes! There is also Yongqing who is nostalgic!" Ah Hang was full of jealousy. I couldn't argue that I was honest with him, even if I didn't say anything. And he knows everything. Ah Hang stood in front of me and looked at me with infinite tenderness. It was the first time I looked at him so carefully. His face was clean, his eyelashes were very long, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his hair seemed to be a little longer and looked very soft. He was such a big boy who loved me for six full years and never left me. Is he obsessed? Still myself. Maybe I should let go of everything and take pity on the people in front of me. The two looked at each other stupidly, what was he thinking. I stretched out my cool hand to SMooth his frown, but he caught it immediately: "Your palm is full of flower fragrance." "But I ate the flower." "Huh?" He pretended to be surprised: "I want to eat too!" As he spoke, his lips pressed into my palm. The night wind picked up again, and Ahang held me in his arms. "I don't know what to do with you, I just want to crush you into pieces." SMelling the fragrance of his hair, my eyes got wet. The scenery here is like yesterday, and the only one who loves me like yesterday is Ah Hang, the only one. That unforgettable memory, together with the Yongqing who once loved me deeply, disappeared forever like the gardenia in the vast dark night many years later. 2. My seven-day holiday passed quickly. Ah Hang sent me off to another city, Shanghai. This is the first time I have given him a gift. I can’t even remember it. He bought a lot of fruits for me to take with me as before. I found that he had never bought a platform ticket, so I finally couldn’t help but ask him. He said: I will give you a gift from thousands of miles away. , we must finally say goodbye. As long as I watch you check in and get in, I feel relieved, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to help but jump on the Train and go with you. The expression on his face when he spoke seemed to be both serious and joking. Haha, I giggled. Whenever he sees me SMiling like this, Ah Hang will always say in reply: If you laugh again, I will molest you! I'd stop laughing like an idiot immediately. I imagined that Ahang would not be like this. This kind of person would only be molested by others and would never have the guts to molest others. What's strange today is that he didn't respond, but he said a lot of things about being careful on the road, contacting him at any time, and saying that he would come back if he missed Home.Mother-in-law, what a long-winded and sarcastic talk. Has our relationship really changed? We were buddies before, what about now? Is this sour, clean boy in front of me the one I will love for the rest of my life? Returning to Shanghai for the nth time, walking on a familiar road, the only feeling I have is that I want to escape, thinking that no matter where I go, as long as I can escape from here, if possible. Yes, I mean, if I could, now I can't leave, and I can't leave it behind, no matter whether I am rich or poor, whether I am sad or happy, until one day I die in a foreign land. How could Ahhang know the reason why I stayed in this city? How could I have the heart to tell him that Yongqing and I were in the same city and even worked in the same Company. I didn't expect all this. I worked overtime until very late that night. When I left the Company and couldn't wait for a taxi, someone called me. When I turned around and saw him, I was so surprised that I couldn't speak. He said I would give it to you, and then he saw his black Mercedes-Benz car. The car was filled with orange fragrance, and the seat cushions and pillows were also orange. There is a McDull pig hanging on the windshield in front. I touched it and it cried: Loveyou! Loveyou! "It's been two years, how are you?" Yongqing broke the silence. "Okay. What about you?" In fact, his car is enough to tell me that he is living a good life and got what he wanted. "Actually, I've known about you since you first came to the Company, you know? When I first saw you, I still felt like I met you for the first time, and my heart beat wildly. After I left you and before I met you again, I almost didn't know that I was still there. My heart will beat again. I know I can't escape. I'm afraid you will blame me all the time. Yongqing is still the same Yongqing who loves me. Yongqing is a classmate in college. After falling in love for a full year, we graduated. He chose to go to Shanghai, while I stayed in the city where the School was located. He asked me to go with him, but I didn't. At that time, there was Xiaoqiu, a very good sister I had grown up with. Her relationship was not going well, so she lived with me for her sake. I gave up on love. Neither of us blamed the other, maybe our love was shallow at that time. This kind of love is also free. "Weiwei, let's start over, okay?" He asked me in an apologetic voice when we arrived at the residence and before leaving. Looking into those deep eyes, it is real. I shook my head gently, "I have never blamed you for anything. I have thought countless times that one day I can see you again and love you again. But... when all this is really before my eyes, I can't accept it. Now, I don't want to love anymore." His face was haggard at this moment, eager to argue. "Don't say anything, don't regret your choices." He interrupted, without giving him a chance to say anything. Watching him leave lonely, my heart went blank. Thinking about tomorrow, how to face him tomorrow. The record store across the street played the song "It's still aching" over and over: It's still aching, I still remember your SMile, how heavy this memory is, I'd rather not have it, it's still aching, and I see you letting go, how beautiful this memory is, It hurts my heart, my heart. Three weekends after the Company dinner, several colleagues went to the teahouse. Designer Ken was the most active person in the afternoon tea. YongqingHere too. This made several beautiful colleagues ecstatic. In their eyes, Yongqing is a rare career-oriented man. I clearly heard myself laughing in my heart. Undoubtedly, Yongqing became the protagonist today. People kept showing their hospitality to him. I buried myself in drinking a glass of lemonade. As sour as the SMile in my heart. "Mr. Qi, you are so capable in the IT field. I will ask you for advice some other time!" This was Amy's voice. She is very much like Xiaoqiu. Sometimes I often think of Amy as her. It feels like I am back in the past, when I was an ignorant age, ignorant about love and separation. "Amy, you are too polite to ask for advice. I am only scratching the surface, but I will try my best to help if I can." I looked up at him in surprise, feeling very strange about the always cold and aloof Yong. Qing, when did it become "poor"? "Mr. Qi, you are so humble!" followed by a string of laughter like silver bells, which was different from Xiaoqiu. This is also the reason why although we have a good relationship, we are never as good as Xiaoqiu and I. There was flattery in her bones. But he looked at me with a pair of evil eyes. Are you demonstrating against me? Suddenly I felt my teeth hurt so much, I guess it was "gritting my teeth". "Mr. Qi, where is your girlfriend? Why don't you bring her to let everyone get to know her?" When Amy was most excited, he poured cold water on her head. However, I regretted it as soon as I said it. Does it have anything to do with me if he gives any answer? "He Wei!" Amy's arm touched me: "What did you say? Who doesn't know that he is a famous single man in the Company! I have been here longer than you, and I don't know yet?" I just looked at him. Him, look at how he SMoothes things over and lies. "Actually..." Before he could speak, Ken spoke: "Yong Qing and I are best friends, and I know everything about him." Who doesn't know that he is the most gossipy person in the Company. "Although Yongqing is a single aristocrat, he has a first love girlfriend named Wei Wei, who was his college classmate. Due to some misunderstandings, the two lost contact. He has been looking for that girl." I drank a glass in one breath. Lemonade, almost sour to the point of losing my teeth, there has never been a moment as embarrassing as now. Ken continued to gossip at this moment: "Hey! What a coincidence, we also have a Weiwei here." Everyone here looked at me, and I suddenly panicked: "Isn't it just called 'Weiwei'? What's so weird about it?" "Why don't you ask him, what is Weiwei's last name?" They all looked at him again. The words I heard next were enough to make me collapse: "His surname is He. Weiwei, stop hiding from me, okay?" The voice was so ethereal, as if it came from a very far away place, and then gradually got closer and turned into Beautiful balloons suddenly exploded in my ears. Almost escaped. He ran far away and no one chased him. Is he just playing tricks on me? I wanted to embarrass him, but in the end it was myself who was embarrassed. A person wanders endlessly through streets and alleys, twisting and turning, not knowing where he has ended up. Big raindrops fell from the sky, not densely, and they hit the face and shoulders with a cool feeling. Suddenly I wanted to turn around and saw him, standing not far behind me. With a SMile on his face. The air was filled with the familiar atmosphere of campus. It's like going back to the day we parted two years ago. We are standing and talking about it just like we are now.Standing next to each other into two worlds. 4. We went to the city where the university is located on a weekend. Just like when I was in college, I rode a bicycle and took me swaggering through the city. The square, the promenade, and the vines, everything remained unchanged. On the Mid-Autumn Festival night three years ago, we met here, together with Ah Hang. At that time, Ah Hang had been chasing me for two years. In front of him, I was always a naughty child. I would not rely on him for anything, and would not even give him a chance. I still remember that day, when the wind was calm and the clouds were light, I sat on a stone chair in the corridor, dangling my legs, and told him about my love for Yongqing. He said nothing, kept a straight face, and left. After walking, he came back and sat down next to me silently. At that time, his expression looked slightly painful for some reason, like a wounded child. I was so hard-hearted at that time that I couldn't feel the pain in my heart. Yongqing held my little finger, walked under the moon, and gently called me: Weiwei, do you believe in fate? I raised my head and looked at him. He was so tall. "Wei Wei, I have dreamed that I am here countless times. I have dreamed that those entangled vines have fallen down one after another, climbed up my limbs and entangled me. I kept climbing up along the invisible support. I felt like I was climbing. I reached the top and jumped. I always had lingering fears after waking up, not knowing what this dream meant. Until I saw you in the Company, I believed that this was fate and that we would be intertwined for the rest of our lives." "You believe it. "?" He stopped and looked at me. "Letter!" I wanted to say, I also had the same dream and it never stopped. "If I had to choose again, I would definitely not go to Shanghai. I would rather stay here with you until the end of my life." He said seriously. "If all the ifs could be true, if we had never met, we wouldn't be standing here now." Rather than believing in fate, it is better to believe in love. The only true love is the one who can acCompany you until you grow old. Wu Ye Ci said: Everything that is beautiful will eventually float away. The same is true for our love, which happened half a year later. The so-called temperature of love only warmed each other for half a year. Men can be promiscuous, and Yongqing cannot escape it. He is just a human being and I do not despise him. After all, I helped him get rid of a dream that had haunted him for two years. When he woke up from the dream, everything was as usual. The department was promoted to Manager. Although I had not been in the Company for a long time, my performance was obvious to all. I was the best and only Candidate. These are Mr. Ju’s original words. At this time, the grandfather who loved me a hundred times left me, and I rushed back at all costs. My mother said that my grandpa went there by Hexian, and relatives of people going there at this age should not be sad. Three days later, I returned to Shanghai. On the way to the Company, I received a call from Amy, who asked about my situation with concern. I told her she was already in Shanghai. She held a birthday party at her residence and invited me to attend. So she went to a department store to buy the bracelet she had always wanted. The doorbell rang, but Amy was wearing pajamas. "Come in!" Amy hugged me and sat down on the sofa. "Isn't it a birthday party? Why is there no one there?" I noticed there was cake and champagne in the living room. It's like preparing a candlelight dinner. I don't understand. "It's going to be tonight, so I asked you to come over and help take care of it." "Happy birthday! I remember you said you liked it, so I'll give it to you as a birthday gift." I took out the hand from my bag.He wanted to put the chain on for her, but noticed that she was already wearing the same one on her wrist. "No way, you already have one?" "Thank you! My boyfriend gave it to me. It doesn't matter, they make a perfect pair!" Flicking through a magazine, "When did you get a boyfriend? Why didn't I hear you mention it? "Do I know him?" "Yes, you'll know when you get here." Just as he said that, the doorbell rang. She ran to open the door. The door opened, revealing a large bouquet of roses. A kiss and a "Happy Birthday!" I giggled. But the SMile froze on my face, and I stood up suddenly. The name I had called countless times, but now I couldn't say it out loud. It was so turbulent in my stomach that I fainted several times. In front of me, the man I once loved deeply, and the friend I once cared about, betrayed me together. "Wei Wei!" This trembling voice woke me up. It was also this "slight" that originally called me into the love he weaved, a love that could not be rushed. I picked up the bracelet on the table and stood in front of Amy. She looked provocative. I SMiled bitterly in my heart: "Did you call me here just to let me watch such a scene? You don't have to. I don't know how to deal with this kind of man." I'll grab it from you, it's just right for you! I think this bracelet is unnecessary. If you don't like it, you can throw it away. It's better if I throw it away for you!" He raised his hand and threw it into the trash can at his feet. Along the way, I stumbled and bruised my feet. My proud self-esteem was still there a moment ago, but now it is shattered along with my heart. I have never experienced this, and I don’t know that betrayal exists in this world. Return to the Company and knock on Mr. Ju’s door. Another seven-day holiday was granted. Mr. Ju is an old man over fifty years old and kind. He told me that my grandpa is old, and relatives should not be sad if he passes away at this age. Why did his words sound the same as what his mother said? When I turned to leave, he stopped me: "He Wei, I hope you don't take this promotion to your heart. You know that I have always admired you. This time it is completely Mr. Qi's intention. It doesn't matter, continue. Work hard!" "Promotion? Mr. Qi?" I thought I heard it wrong. "Yes, he was the one who lifted Amy up. After all, I am about to retire and can no longer make the decision. From now on, I will all rely on young people like you." I was completely numb. Today, six or seven days later, the old man sitting in this seat has retired and been replaced by Mr. Qi. I submitted my resignation, but he disagreed and explained what happened between him and Amy: "I'm sorry! I didn't know you would go that day, let alone that Amy would carefully arrange a show for you. I didn't expect it. I really I didn't want to. I just gave her what she wanted, and you said you didn't care about it. "I should be grateful to her. How could I understand you without her." The so-called 'always'?" I returned to the Office, packed some personal things, and there was a box of Haagen-Dazs on the table. I asked my colleagues around me that it was Amy's treat. I threw it into the paper bag and left in the astonished eyes of everyone. I began to miss the kind old man. He was the only one here who was sincere. The season of August still has the impetuous atmosphere of summer, but the sky is much bluer. Xiaoqiu is settled in Shanghai. Her husband is a businesSMan, owns a house and a car. Very happy for her, BiAfter all, she is no longer the little girl who foolishly paid for a married man two years ago. She just sighed when she found out that we made up and broke up again, but she couldn't say a word of comfort. She also knows that since this love can only be exchanged for a sigh in the end, I don't need comfort. I have traveled almost all over Shanghai this month. This city is unforgettable for me. The last thing I want is to inject its flavor into my bones and then forget about it. The moonlight was shining brightly, and a man was walking on the Bund. Fireworks are as gorgeous as a dream rising on the beach. Every time I watch the fireworks, I cry. I feel that that is me, just like me. The phone rang, and it was a text message from Ahang

: Lovesickness is like the full moon, its brightness diminishes every night. "Walking through a long series of pasts is like watching a fireworks show, gorgeous, confusing, dazzling, and short-lived. It is already far away when there is no time to sigh." In September, I was hurt by love in the noisy city, Take off your tired high heels and walk alone in the middle of the night, leaving the prosperity of the entire city behind. This article is really awesome! marvelous