Many years later, Zhou Tingche and Ji Sheng were leaning on the railing by the river drinking beer on a dark and windy starry night. A bridge was built over the river, and there was a lot of traffic on the bridge. The dim street lights shed soft light into their bright pupils.
"You know, when I first saw Zhiqiang, my first reaction was not a heartbeat, but the feeling that I had lived for so long just to wait to see her, and it seemed that I could never look back." Zhou Tingche said softly, looking down at the sparkling waves on the river. The night breeze caressed their mature and angular faces, their neat short black hair, and their tall and straight bodies. That was the look that the women they loved loved so much.
"Why am I not?" Ji Sheng replied slowly, thinking of Lou Xiaoqian's stupid piggy look, helpless and resigned.
"But..." Zhou Tingche looked back at him and met Ji Sheng's eyes. The two immediately understood and smiled at each other. The clear sound of clinking glasses was heard. With the same movement, he poured the bitter beer into his throat and drank it silently.
The moonlight is intoxicating, and people are even more intoxicated.
When they first met, Zhang Zhiqiang and Lou Xiaoqian laughed loudly as if there was no one around, which seemed presumptuous to others, but in the eyes of these two love-struck people, such innocent, hearty laughter, as if they didn't care about anything, such smiles that were not charming but had already shattered the lonely city in their hearts, were worth cherishing for a lifetime and guarding with all their strength.
However, I would rather be reduced to mud and ground into dust.
However, I clearly know that I can turn back, but I am willing to stick to it silently.