Thursday, March 17, 2011

Goodbye , bound

  Chengdu, I finally leave you. Is in the moment, I boarded a train north, like a sad ice cream is transported to a place farther away from you.

forgive me, when I thought that eventually dismembered Verge, you will be invisible in the records than you write my story?

seven years, I finally unplug the mystery of your windows settings and fled in another city. You will not find me, he would not, I will not be locked up, a man crying like crazy.

you to the weight of a city called I learned to bear and loneliness.

I disabled youth as a broken thanks to you, willing you high above the altar where a dried fruit.





01

you remember?

Hey - so to speak with the city, I was so silly about it only. Mountain train zooming by sporadic flickering candle in the distance of lightning out of a giant long cracks, such as split to my heart.

you remember? Seventeen-year-old me,vibram 5 fingers, standing on one end of Jinjiang River, is a man in his arms.

Perhaps you have seen many such scenes, but I believe only you can see that time my mood. I have always believed that a city has its own blessing of God. So, God, Chengdu, God, you knew from that day on, I will fall in front of you, begging to you.

you remember?

Hey - you must remember it, right? Man ten years older than me. That year, he has not married. His handsome face I am afraid that captured the hearts of many women can. But he happens to come in front of me. Perhaps, before that, he used to be the worship of both women and men to the next full of boundless emptiness success.

you remember? Twenty-seven, he said to me that night, he gave me one year, never missed.

Perhaps you have seen him and other boys said so. But please believe, that moment, I am so touched. I think our first meeting, and then a year's time, I moved this. So, do you have on that day quietly snicker, laugh at my ignorance, laugh at my breathing even that fast.

you remember?

I'm asking you, my love. That day my father and go to your organization's banquet, I sat in the audience. My father said to me, to you to learn, young and promising, a talented. Fireworks in the garden after dinner, when you come to chat with his father, and then politely shake my hand.

I admit that your hand is my hand touched the soft, warm and soft. Your finger than I thought it would be fair. You gently holds my hand and asked my name, told me that I look good long.

you remember? Sophomore summer I said I can not play. You say, so I graduated from high school took me to the Hainan Tourism. Yes, you did. But you forget, then we have a lover, you're not my father's friend. So, when you told me those words at the beach, I would run away angry.

I always thought that love would be a fit of anger after the manufacture of small happy things. Perhaps I was wrong.

you remember?

Hey - do not ask myself. The whole train in addition to myself, no longer was a question and answer. There are nine hours, she arrived at the destination.

that day, when he tells you he likes you, why you are dumb voice suddenly lost? When he said that when he spent a year to find you, why would you move? When he suddenly kissed your lips, you Why did he suddenly think of a rock singer, singing, stick your tongue is a delicacy I? Why did you let him hold you firmly, and then you posted on his hot chest, listening to his heartbeat?

you rarely forget, six months ago, your father and his business conflicts have diplomatic relations yet? You rarely forget, your father because he lost a lot of highly profitable projects yet? You forget how you scolded him in front of your father's it? You forgot you were before that, saw the newspaper reports on his anger and then tore up the newspaper? If you forget your father know that you come together, but ... ... you forgot?

Let me answer you. I forgot.

that day.

the first time I wear a little suit, his father said that the party has provided the invitation. I first saw this in the suburbs of European house. Food on the table very well, I admit, a 26-year-old man who can do this level is really low. So when his father praise him, I relied on the cooperation.

light, you stand before a microphone and said non-standard Mandarin, such as Hong Kong and Taiwan after more than to see the film sequelae. Your lips are thinner than the average man, the color is very light. As a result, your teeth look very neat, full of vitality. Part of your eye has some bending backwards, it is the most beautiful lines on your face. Especially when you smile.

father took me very little business on the entertainment scene. That day is to let me learn from you.

so I came.

that day.

you hold me off the sidewalk, took me to the Jinjiang Hotel room. Put in your bath water for me,mac makeup, I've been shaking. You should see it. So, you comfort with the language of a gentleman like me, then I am going to take a bath, when I arranged for a reason to worry.

you close the door,blackhawks jerseys, buy orange juice. I never said I like to drink,mac brushes, you do so.

water crossed my forehead, I am hard to calm themselves. The mirror, I see my straight, there is a can not be said to the fear and unable to bear the impulse.

so many years, I still say, Jinjiang Hotel towel is the most people comfortable towels. Thickness and flexibility are very moderate. When I was around him when you open the door, you told me that you like this towel, clean and warm. That day, I lay your wet arms.

so I laughed.

that day.

his father called and said you have to take me to the Hainan Tourism. His father answered the phone, I sat on the sofa. I saw the father's face was like suddenly pushed the freezer, frozen him. You say, you are promised me a year ago, you want the father's consent. You said your company a lot of people go, just take me too.

father hung up the phone told me the call, and then said: While Li Yuzhe not a good business partner, but still a very worth learning the big brother. Would you like to go?

night, I secretly bought me open your cell phone, give you a text message. Sleep has been music. That day, I think I finally grew up.

I believe so.

03

I like our home. Now, you still remember the first day we moved in to look? You wear gray designer scarves, opened the window, tell me: When you feel bad, look at the following will be a busy rare quiet. You hold me up from the sofa, let me see the scenery. I heard the whiz of the truck opened, leaving a huge silence, grow happy.

I like our curtains. Many times, you're not, I feel through the white curtains of lights outside the window. Yun Huang colors make me calm down soon. I will sing softly some of your favorite songs, always holding hands in the refrigerator on your first left me a note.

I like our easel. Every picture you paint I have on the back of the wardrobe, I'll write down the time and place, always in the final write with terry. You tell them that you always have lots to talk about college topic I can touch in the middle of these topics then you are sad and lonely. Perhaps the most elegance in your age, there are many more heart than my people, man or woman in your easel next to the talk of your love.

I like your shirt. Each shirt is very dry flat back, you put on go, spraying perfume always give me a great sense of beauty. I appreciate your way, constantly chasing, I would like you to wear clean, with a light fragrance in the crowd.

I like your toothbrush. Placed upward, for once a month. When you throw away will be wrapped in white tissue paper. This action, was infatuated with me. I think you know how elegant man. So, every time we kiss, I feel your teeth extra Yurun.

I like your tie. Arranged by color in the closet, such as washing after cutting in the city of neon. Every time you tie the mirror, I would secretly look at you. You always giggle at me from the mirror, then turned and kissed my neck.

I like your lips, pink lips.

I like your ears, close to the ear when I can see a very light very thin white hairs.

I like your chest, fitness after the symmetry gave me a sense of security unmatched.

I admit, I like everything about you.

Yu Zhe, I am Terry.

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