Meng Hulu Architect vs Hindsight Editor
Have you ever thought that a silent person in your youth might be remembering everything about you in his own way?
In the third year of her marriage, Lin Weixi found a green notebook at the bottom of the junk box.
There were no words of love in it, only architectural terms that she couldn't understand: "Today's smile load exceeded the standard." "The third row by the window has the best lighting coefficient, which is suitable for her to be in a daze."
She suddenly remembered the boy in high school who always had chalk dust on his sleeves.
Thinking of the only time he responded to her anonymous post with his real name: "I'm here, don't be afraid."
Recalling the time she asked "what if" in front of the bathroom mirror at the class reunion, he said calmly: "There is no if."
It turned out that those things she thought were accidental - he happened to be in the library, the orange candy he handed over, his distraction when looking at her seat - were all his carefully calculated "observations".
And she didn't get this "structural diagram" from her youth until she put on her wedding dress.
This is a story about "if only I had known earlier".
About discovering after marriage that I had been loved by someone so seriously, quietly, and in his own unique language for my entire youth.
Dual Timeline｜Secret Love in Architectural Terms｜Married Female Protagonist's Perspective｜BE Aesthetics
"We were never together, but you lived in all my drawings."
Purpose: Reconciliation with oneself is the ultimate issue of growth.
Reader comments
After reading these three chapters, I felt that my heart was blocked and a little warm, and I couldn't explain it.
Let's talk about the prologue first. When I saw Lin Weixi squatting there opening a box in the middle of the night, I immediately took over. Who doesn't have a box like this at home? It's filled with things that I thought were important in the past, but later forgot, and one day I suddenly dug them out and were stunned for a long time. The author writes about the way dust floats in the light, the corners of the "Five-Year College Entrance Examination" are curled up, and the little pencil question mark on the paper - it's so real. It was so bad that I seemed to smell the smell of old cardboard boxes.
But what really made my heart skip a beat was the green notebook. I got goosebumps when I saw "The new deskmate has not noticed yet, follow-up observation". That feeling... Is like a camera that you thought had been turned off a long time ago or even forgotten where it is. Ten years later, you suddenly receive a video and find that it has been filming you quietly. Take pictures of when you are nervous, when you laugh, when you have low blood sugar. Lu Chiji's words were as calm as a robot, but the calmer they were, the more terrifying they were, because underneath they were all suppressed emotions. The sentence that irritated me the most was "She smiled, but the reason is unknown." In just seven words, I read a lot: he was observing her, he noticed that she smiled, and he wanted to know why she smiled, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only write it down. There was also the phrase "observation terminated" on the day after the college entrance examination, which made my nose sore. It seems that a person's youth has quietly come to an end with such a cold word.
Then comes chapter one. I read this chapter very slowly because there are so many details, and every detail seems useful. The chalk dust that couldn't be washed away had simply become Lu Chi's trademark. The author doesn't directly say how hard he worked, but that sleeve says it all. When Lin Weixi was called upon in math class, I dug my toes into the ground. It was so embarrassing, but who hasn't experienced it? It is this kind of embarrassment of ordinary people that people can relate to.
My favorites are actually two small places. One was to borrow a tennis racket from the equipment room and touch it with my fingertips. The author writes that Lin Weixi thought it was static electricity and retracted her hand in panic. But when it comes to the time when Lu Chi was writing notes at night, he said, "That kind of fine hemp, like an electric shock." Only when I saw this did I realize, oh, it's not static electricity. He wrote about the real, slight tremor on the skin of a young person when he meets someone he likes. He used the word "electricity". The other one is at the end. Lin Weixi was riding his bike home and suddenly wondered if Lu Chi's book on architecture talked about "what kind of house people are willing to stay in for a long time." This is such a good question, so silly yet so sincere. She had begun to want to understand him now, in her own way.
Chapter 2, The Library, is my favorite chapter among the three chapters. The atmosphere is so great. Afternoon sunshine, bookshelves, dust, silence. The two people stood there talking, each sentence was ordinary, but it seemed unusual. Lu Chi said "how space affects people's emotions", which sounded like he was talking about a book, but I always felt that he was talking about something else. He said, "The distance between two people depends on how close they are to feel comfortable and how far away they feel alienated." Is this really just talking about architecture? When Lin Weixi said "liar", he actually smiled, although it was very shallow. I can feel here that this boring gourd is not really cold, he has emotions, but he hides them deeply.
There is one place in this chapter that I was particularly anxious to read. Lin Weixi was caught peeking into her notebook, and Lu Chi told her to "just pretend she didn't see it." I shouted in my heart: You should say something else! Say, "Actually, I remember this because..." You can say whatever you want! But he didn't say it. The same goes for Lin Weixi, who is obviously very curious but has a tough mouth. The two of them just missed their first chance to talk. I'm so anxious.
But in a hurry, I feel that youth may be like this. There is not so much bravery and straight goals, but there are so many temptations, dodges, misunderstandings and regrets. What's great about the author is that he doesn't write these things in a ridiculous way, they are just ordinary little things that happen every day, but when put together, they become a wider and wider river between two people.
After reading three chapters, I have a very real impression of the two protagonists. Lin Weixi is not the kind of heroine who makes a fuss. She is a bit strong and cares about face (otherwise she would not hide from Lu Chi because of the post bar thing), but she is also very delicate and can notice the chalk dust and treasure the candy wrapper of a candy. Lu Chigengjue spoke very little, but his notebook was his mouth. He expressed it in a very stupid and straight man's way: I take everything about you very seriously, so much so that I have to write it down like an experiment.
What I want to know most now is what will happen when they meet at their class reunion. It's mentioned in the prologue, but not detailed. According to this tone, it's probably not going to be some crying or passionate confession, maybe just a few more regretful conversations. But I just want to see it.
Overall, these three chapters don't start off with a bang like some novels. It is very light, like tea brewed for the second time. The color is not strong, but the flavor will slowly seep out. It talks about an experience that most people have had: they didn't understand when they were young, but they understand in middle age. Those unspoken words eventually turned into a yellowed notebook, which was discovered by another person late one night, and then he let out a soft sigh.
I'll keep watching. Even if I feel a little bored watching it, I still want to see how these two people get to the "no if" ending step by step.
Lu Chi made up his notes at night, "She has beautiful eyes." This sentence is simple but touching.
After reading these three chapters, I felt that my heart was blocked and a little warm, and I couldn't explain it. Let's talk about the prologue first. When I saw Lin Weixi squatting there opening a box in the middle of the night, I immediately took over. Who doesn't have a box like this at home? It's filled with things that I thought were important in the past, but later forgot, and one day I suddenly dug them out and were stunned for a long time. The author writes about the way dust floats in the light, the corners of the "Five-Year College Entrance Examination" are curled up, and the little pencil question mark on the paper - it's so real. It was so bad that I seemed to smell the smell of old cardboard boxes. But what really made my heart skip a beat was the green notebook. I got goosebumps when I saw "The new deskmate has not noticed yet, follow-up observation". That feeling... Is like a camera that you thought had been turned off a long time ago or even forgotten where it is. Ten years later, you suddenly receive a video and find that it has been filming you quietly. Take pictures of when you are nervous, when you laugh, when you have low blood sugar. Lu Chiji's words were as calm as a robot, but the calmer they were, the more terrifying they were, because underneath they were all suppressed emotions. The sentence that irritated me the most was "She smiled, but the reason is unknown." In just seven words, I read a lot: he was observing her, he noticed that she smiled, and he wanted to know why she smiled, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only write it down. There was also the phrase "observation terminated" on the day after the college entrance examination, which made my nose sore. It seems that a person's youth has quietly come to an end with such a cold word. Then comes chapter one. I read this chapter very slowly because there are so many details, and every detail seems useful. The chalk dust that couldn't be washed away had simply become Lu Chi's trademark. The author doesn't directly say how hard he worked, but that sleeve says it all. When Lin Weixi was called upon in math class, I dug my toes into the ground. It was so embarrassing, but who hasn't experienced it? It is this kind of embarrassment of ordinary people that people can relate to. My favorites are actually two small places. One was to borrow a tennis racket from the equipment room and touch it with my fingertips. The author writes that Lin Weixi thought it was static electricity and retracted her hand in panic. But when it comes to the time when Lu Chi was writing notes at night, he said, "That kind of fine hemp, like an electric shock." Only when I saw this did I realize, oh, it's not static electricity. He wrote about the real, slight tremor on the skin of a young person when he meets someone he likes. He used the word "electricity". The other one is at the end. Lin Weixi was riding his bike home and suddenly wondered if Lu Chi's book on architecture talked about "what kind of house people are willing to stay in for a long time." This is such a good question, so silly yet so sincere. She had begun to want to understand him now, in her own way. Chapter 2, The Library, is my favorite chapter among the three chapters. The atmosphere is so great. Afternoon sunshine, bookshelves, dust, silence. The two people stood there talking, each sentence was ordinary, but it seemed unusual. Lu Chi said "how space affects people's emotions", which sounded like he was talking about a book, but I always felt that he was talking about something else. He said, "The distance between two people depends on how close they are to feel comfortable and how far away they feel alienated." Is this really just talking about architecture? When Lin Weixi said "liar", he actually smiled, although it was very shallow. I can feel here that this boring gourd is not really cold, he has emotions, but he hides them deeply. There is one place in this chapter that I was particularly anxious to read. Lin Weixi was caught peeking into her notebook, and Lu Chi told her to "just pretend she didn't see it." I shouted in my heart: You should say something else! Say, "Actually, I remember this because..." You can say whatever you want! But he didn't say it. The same goes for Lin Weixi, who is obviously very curious but has a tough mouth. The two of them just missed their first chance to talk. I'm so anxious. But in a hurry, I feel that youth may be like this. There is not so much bravery and straight goals, but there are so many temptations, dodges, misunderstandings and regrets. What's great about the author is that he doesn't write these things in a ridiculous way, they are just ordinary little things that happen every day, but when put together, they become a wider and wider river between two people. After reading three chapters, I have a very real impression of the two protagonists. Lin Weixi is not the kind of heroine who makes a fuss. She is a bit strong and cares about face (otherwise she would not hide from Lu Chi because of the post bar thing), but she is also very delicate and can notice the chalk dust and treasure the candy wrapper of a candy. Lu Chigengjue spoke very little, but his notebook was his mouth. He expressed it in a very stupid and straight man's way: I take everything about you very seriously, so much so that I have to write it down like an experiment. What I want to know most now is what will happen when they meet at their class reunion. It's mentioned in the prologue, but not detailed. According to this tone, it's probably not going to be some crying or passionate confession, maybe just a few more regretful conversations. But I just want to see it. Overall, these three chapters don't start off with a bang like some novels. It is very light, like tea brewed for the second time. The color is not strong, but the flavor will slowly seep out. It talks about an experience that most people have had: they didn't understand when they were young, but they understand in middle age. Those unspoken words eventually turned into a yellowed notebook, which was discovered by another person late one night, and then he let out a soft sigh. I'll keep watching. Even if I feel a little bored watching it, I still want to see how these two people get to the "no if" ending step by step.
Lu Chi made up his notes at night, "She has beautiful eyes." This sentence is simple but touching.