(This article he)
The world praises love, but never acknowledges the love between them.
During that bone-chilling winter in Changsha, like all ordinary lovers, they cooked noodles, quarreled, and hugged each other to keep warm in a small rental house, trying to steal a piece of life that belonged only to each other in this huge and noisy world.
He thought that as long as he didn't ask questions about the future, as long as he didn't mention the words "parents" and "marriage", this period of time could be extended indefinitely.
Until that afternoon in 2006, the other party opened the door with the blind date's information and laid out the "normal" escape route naked in front of him.
There was no hysterical questioning or bloody betrayal. In this relationship that was destined to never see the light of day, he couldn't even say "Don't go". He could only watch his lover move step by step towards the "heaven of home" without him for the sake of worldly responsibilities.
So, he set a long and cruel deadline for himself.
He said he would wait until he was thirty-five. If he doesn't come by then, he'll find someone else.
But later, the water in the Xiangjiang River was too cold, and he failed to survive until that age.
This was originally a story about love and compromise, and also about the regret of being sober and sinking.
Reading Guide
A tribute to Nan Kang Bai Qi and "I Wait for You Until I'm Thirty-five".
Third-person perspective, derived from fan fiction, no bloodshed, no deliberate sensationalism.
If I don't write the be ending, the ending is happy.
May the years be peaceful, and may everyone who loves each other in the dark have an open and honest embrace.
Don't be afraid, this time, the Xiangjiang River is not cold and there are lights on the way home. He really took him home.
Purpose: Use words to make up for the shortcomings of reality, write a sincere emotion that transcends secular prejudices, and convey the yearning for freedom.
