My girlfriend is from the future!

"It seems that going out for a walk is still very useful, so what are we going to do next? My suggestion is that it is best... to avoid some crowded places. After all, there are many people to see, and there may be something on the hot search tomorrow. The two of us."

He Tianran followed Wen Liang with his hands in his pockets. Although he didn't find any fans or passers-by taking pictures after he came out of the hot pot restaurant, with the popularity of Wen Liang and himself, it would only be a matter of time before he was spotted and recognized while walking on the street. The question is, the girl's ostentatious behavior just now didn't attract too much attention from others. She was lucky.

But there is one thing to say, when celebrities go out on the street, especially in a big city like Hong Kong City, if there are no shots of quarreling with each other, or there are groups of bodyguards surrounding them, as long as they consciously avoid it, if they want to attract attention It’s really not an easy thing to attract the attention of non-fans.

After all, who would have thought that the passerby he passed by just now would be a hot new actress?

Wen Liang suddenly slowed down his pace, walked side by side with He Tianran, and asked:
"When you and Cao Aiqing were dating in Hong Kong City, what was the most memorable place in your memory?"

He Tianran didn't expect that she would suddenly talk about this and frowned:

"What do you ask for this?"

"Don't you belong to me tonight?"

The man was silent for a moment. Seeing that he didn't speak, the woman had no choice but to smile and said:

"Don't worry, I am also a person who abides by the rules of the game. Ever since Cao Aiqing went to Shanghai to meet me last time and you later left my house, I have understood that I know very little about the relationship between the two of you. Now I have I no longer regard her as my imaginary enemy, I am not a person who cannot afford to lose, I just don’t want to lose in this love."

He Tianran sighed after hearing this, thought for a while and asked:

"Do you know Zhaoxia Road?"

"You know, the seaside. Every New Year's Day, young people in Hong Kong like to go there until midnight to release balloons and fireworks, and then stay vigil on the beach to wait for the sun."

"you've been to?"

Wen Liang smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"Speaking of which, it has been almost ten years since my family moved to Hong Kong City. I have been to the beach many times, but I have never stayed overnight during New Year's Eve."

"why?"

"There are so many reasons. I just didn't want to go because there were too many people, I couldn't get a taxi back, and it was far away from home, so I just didn't go. When I wanted to go, I didn't have time and my friends weren't around, so I didn’t go there either, and what’s so strange about this? It’s like I often fly to the capital to attend events and film movies, but I’ve never climbed the Great Wall…”

After Wen Liang finished speaking, he asked:
"So, the place where you and Cao Aiqing made love was at the beach on Chaoxia Road?"

He Tianran nodded:

"From the third year of high school until Ai Qing went to study abroad, every New Year's Day I would meet up with her friends and go there together to celebrate the New Year."

"..."

Wen Liang stared at the road ahead and whispered in an indifferent tone:

"Well - you will be together on the first day of every year. This is really a very romantic thing."

Then, she stopped and stood on the street and raised her hand. A taxi in the distance was about to pass by. When she saw someone's greeting, she slowed down and drove towards the two of them.

He Tianran, standing behind Wen Liang, asked in surprise:
"You want to go there now?"

Wen Liang turned his head:
"You and Cao Aiqing have this day every year, but you and I, maybe... it's just this day. Of course I will go, if..."

The taxi stopped in front of the two of them. Wen Liang hesitated, stepped forward, opened the door, and asked:

"what if?"

Wen Liang got into the car and confirmed to He Tianran, who was still standing outside the car:

"Let's talk about it when we get there. Will you go with me today?"

……

……

"Can you shoot?"

"Can shoot."

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city at night, the silent seaside amplifies all sounds and voices. The bright moon hangs high, and the calm sea surface is blown by the night wind into thousands of sparkling wrinkles, which are filled with deep orchid waves. , spotless, gently swarming up the coast and then retreating, murmuring "sand-sand-".

The picture on the mobile phone that He Tianran raised showed a blue coast and a charming girl with her hair blown away by the night wind.

In such a low-light environment, the photosensitive element of the mobile phone is naturally not as good as professional shooting equipment in restoring the scene in front of you. And when the ISO is raised, the picture that the mobile phone can freeze is even more full of color. There is noise and smearing, the overall picture sharpness is reduced, and details are blurred.

But in such an equipment environment, He Tianran found a grainy style similar to film through software settings and composition.

As soon as he pressed the shutter, the flash of his mobile phone suddenly flashed. After a momentary exposure, he froze this second.

This is a half-length photo. The portrait occupies most of the photo. Under the illumination of the flash and the moonlight, the warm skin looks particularly white. Her head is slightly tilted, and her eyes are looking directly at the camera. Her hair flew up in the wind, covering some of her eyebrows and cheeks, presenting a messy beauty.

However, the interruption of the night breeze did not seem to blow away the stubbornness and affection contained in her bright eyes. Instead, the shadow of the fluttering hair made her even more affectionate.

He Tianran took the phone in his hand, took a look at it, and then handed it back to Wen Liang.

Taking pictures was a warm suggestion after the two arrived at the beach. As a director, one of He Tianran's strengths that has been praised by netizens since his debut is that he is very good at discovering the beauty of actors in the lens, which is different from that in ordinary movies.

Most of this beauty does not come from the character's height, weight, or clothing, but from He Tianran's simple and good ability to capture beautiful moments stemming from emotions.

This is He Tianran's innate talent. On the set, he may need to guide the actors into the state he wants, but now when facing Wen Liang, this step is not needed.

Because they are in such a mood.

"Tell me, when you and Cao Aiqing come here to watch the night in the future, will you think of the photo you took of me tonight?"

Wen Liang looked at herself on the phone and asked deliberately, and He Tianran's answer was very direct:
"will not."

"why?"

The girl asked angrily, and He Tianran was helpless. He turned his head to look at the sea under the moonlight and replied:
"Let me put it this way, just like the snow-capped mountains you have been talking about, the symbolic meaning of Ai Qing to me is the sea. So when I talk about mountains, I can think of you, and when I talk about the sea, I can only think of her."

"Oh, what a romantic metaphor."

Wen Liang stood side by side with He Tianran with his hands behind his back.

In front of the endless coastline, both of them became extremely small, as if they would be swallowed up by the waves in the next second.

He Tianran sat down, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. When he left, he took it from Xue Yong. He didn't know why he was so addicted to cigarettes when he was near Wenliang recently. Maybe it was because of his mood swings. When getting along with this woman, he always needs a little nicotine to maintain his calmness.

After taking a puff of cigarette, He Tianran said calmly:

"Disappointed?"

Wen Liang glanced down at him and sat down without speaking.

"I know you came here because you wanted to do something that would remind you of me when Ai Qing and I come here in the future, but this is counterproductive to me. It will only make me feel better when I am with you at this moment. I think of her even more. You are both two very good girls, but in my heart, you are two completely different images. No one can replace the other. I chose her, not to mean that you are bad, I just... "

The man's voice rose and fell calmly with the turbulence of the waves. When he said this, Wen Liang slowly turned his head, and their eyes met.

"I just... favor her more."

The man said the answer from the bottom of his heart, but this answer was not surprising to Wen Liang.The girl folded her hands around her legs and buried her head in her knees, leaving only her crystal clear eyes exposed.

After a while, she said softly:

"People's hearts are biased, right? Moral selfishness is really cruel..."

Moral means that He Tianran is willing to tell her this clearly; and selfish means that he is unabashedly partial to Cao Aiqing.

At this point, the two of them were speechless as they listened to the sound of the sea.

For a moment, Wen Liang looked sideways at He Tianran again. The man's tobacco was half burned, and his expression was full of melancholy. He didn't know what he was thinking. The woman withdrew her gaze and advised:
"I heard from Sister Taozi, haven't you quit smoking? Why do you smoke again when you see me? This makes me feel that you are unhappy after seeing me."

He Tianran was stunned, "Do you think so?"

Wen Liang nodded slowly.

"I'm not unhappy..." The man first expressed his feelings, then thought about his words in his heart, and said slowly:
"There are two views on smoking. I agree with the second one, but I will talk about the first one first. It is Freud's theory. He said that smoking is related to nature, love, and kissing, because people start from babies. It retains a natural instinct to suck, and people actually still retain this need after adulthood, but because they can’t get kisses, they smoke.”

"This is quite in line with the dirty impression you had on me before when you threw away your own morals, so you are... suppressing your thoughts about me by smoking?"

Wen Liang hits the nail on the head.

He Tianran smiled: "I said, I agree with the second option."

"Tell me about it."

"This second type was proposed by the great director Woody Allen. He said that actually I don't like smoking, but I am really obsessed with my posture and demeanor when I smoke. It's so handsome, so I smoke. .

You see, great directors all think so, especially in movies. Look at Tony Leung, Leslie Cheung, and even Wang Baoqiang smoking a cigarette can be included in the textbooks of film schools, let alone me, so I agree with the second kind! "

"..."

At this moment when the relationship between the two of them was gradually falling into a low point, Wen Liang was caught off guard by He Tianran's sudden cold humor. In the end, she couldn't even laugh or not smile, so she could only spit out emotionally:

"Bah! What does this have to do with smoking? Also, He Tianran, don't talk nonsense! This paragraph is not in the textbook of our acting department!"

"Hahahaha~"

"Humph……"

Seeing that the atmosphere had improved, He Tianran calmed down and said:
"By the way, this is the way we should get along."

Wen Liang lost his voice and said:
"You're not wrong, He Tianran! Just now I just asked you to take a picture of me, and then after you took the picture, you sat down nervously and said that I was disappointed. Did you think you were a hesitant prince after smoking a cigarette? You If I were less pretentious, maybe I could feel better~!"

He Tianran responded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'm not being pretentious. Now I'll help you analyze your current needs rationally. You can answer right or wrong, okay?"

"Row."

He Tianran had a cigarette in his mouth and simply lay down on the beach regardless of his image. He looked up to the sky and thought for a while. After a while, he rested his head with one hand and held Yan with the other and said:
"Before coming here, you said 'what if'. Before you could finish your words, I guess you wanted to say that if you were at the place where I fell in love with Ai Qing, you would have left me some indelible memories. Will I remember you forever?"

"……Correct."

Wen Liang did not deny it. Just like He Tianran's previous answer, He Tianran would remember coming to the beach with Cao Aiqing every year to welcome the sunrise of the new year, but he would forget the original journey with Wen Liang. This is A knot in her heart.

So on such a rare and satisfying night, Wen Liang naturally wanted to leave an unforgettable memory for her and He Tianran.

However, she underestimated the love significance of the silent sea in front of her to He Tianran.

"Okay, then the core appeal is very clear now. You just want me to remember the night I spent with you at the beach forever. Returning to the specifics, it is what we have to do to make We were deeply impressed. It would be best if I limped along the beach many, many years later. Even if I was holding Ai Qing's hand, followed by my children, and carrying my grandson on my shoulders, I would still endure it. I can’t help but think of the night I spent with you. This is what you want to achieve, right?”

Wen Liang raised his eyebrows angrily at the scene he described, but without comment, he just said stiffly:
"So, do you have any ideas?"

"Hiss... think about it, think about it, it's a bit difficult, let me think twice."

He Tianran always seems to have the ability to concretize some abstract emotional needs and then solve them, and in the end, others can't find anything wrong.

The cigarette in his mouth had burned to the butt. He stood up again, put the cigarette butt into the sand and extinguished it. He wanted to throw it away, but he felt that it was unscrupulous to do so. When he was distressed, something happened to be nearby. Flashed.

He looked closely and saw that it was a beer bottle half buried in the beach. The beach here is very commercialized. Not far away is the lively Zhaoxia Road. There is also an amusement park nearby, which is not only for people who come on New Year's Day. There are usually a lot of people here for barbecues and parties at the beach.

He Tianran stood up and walked over, picked up the wine bottle, and put the cigarette butt in. But just such an action gave him an idea.

"Hey! I thought of something. If we do it together today, it will definitely be unforgettable for both of us. Ai Qing can't even function next to me!"

He Tianran quickly walked back to Wen Liang and shouted loudly. It could be seen that he was really excited about his idea.

Infected by his emotions, Wen Liang became very interested and asked:

"What what?"

He Tianran gently threw the beer bottle upwards, and the bottle circled twice in the air before returning to his hand. Then the man handed the bottle to the girl, grinned widely, and said three words loudly: A big character:

"Pick up rubbish!"

"... what... what?"

"Pick up trash!"

What He Tianran said was upright.

In this world, there are thousands of love affairs. Because lovers and people who are in love with each other need to resort to intimacy, they have created many behaviors and deeds that make the listeners moved and the listeners moved, which can be called "romantic".

However, "picking up garbage" is just three words. This kind of behavior full of moral cultivation and noble sentiment appears at this moment. In this situation, not to mention Wen Liang was so shocked that he couldn't say a word. Even if the entire love world is considered, this behavior is explosive and shocking enough!

Perhaps, this kind of behavior has gone far beyond the narrow categories of "love" and "romance" and has reached a moral level that is admirable.

Even in the dark night, Wen Liang's face visibly turned from white to red, and then from red to green. After listening to He Tianran's suggestion, she felt as if she was holding a breath and her chest was rising and falling, and she was so desperate. He Tianran held the wine bottle and waved it in front of her eyes very proudly, like a child who got [-]% on the exam holding a test paper, looking forward to praise and signature from his parents...

Of course, what he got in the end was not any praise, but a curse that even the beautiful woman couldn't hold back:
"Hey - Tian - Ran -!! You must be fucking sick! It's rare for me to have a night like today when you let me accompany you to pick up garbage!!!"

Wen Liang stood up immediately, so angry that he didn't care about the image and just punched him. He Tianran was beaten so hard that he screamed and ran away. He kept moaning and begging for mercy, but these seemed not enough to vent Wen Liang's anger. Liang's anger and He Tianran's determination on "picking up garbage".

The two of them ran and fought. Their nonsense disturbed the silent sea and the stars in the sky. They ran like that for five minutes. In the end, the two of them stopped by the trash can under the seawall, panting.

He Tianran was beaten so hard that he shrank his head, threw the bottle in his hand into the trash can, and kept muttering:

"Oh, what a pity. Think about it, I am a second-generation rich man worth over [-] million, and you are a popular new starlet. We met together at night to pick up garbage at the beach. Just this scene, this moral consciousness, No matter how seasoned the paparazzi is, they will shed tears after watching it. After returning home, they don’t know how to write a press release. Tsk, tsk, tsk... As the parties involved, we can’t remember it forever? What a pity, what a pity.”

Wen Liang put her hands on her hips. She was breathing rapidly. She didn't know whether she was angry or tired. Her phoenix eyes were shining and burning. He Tianran didn't dare to look at them. She was about to leave in disgrace when she saw Wen Liang. Suddenly he raised his hand and said sternly:

"Wait a minute! Your morals are high, right? You'll never forget it, right? OK! I'll make it happen for you. Come on, this pocket can hold a lot!"

Having said that, Wen Liang directly took off the disposable plastic bag hanging in the trash can. Just kidding, the trash cans at the beach are half a person tall, and the capacity of the garbage bags is also the same. The quality is good and can hold over a hundred kilograms. It’s not a problem at all, but if it really needs to be filled, when will it be filled?
Wen Liang's mouth was fierce and he said plausibly:

"I will keep an eye on you tonight! You are responsible for picking up, and I am responsible for watching! By daybreak, if you pack one less item, I will punch you! If you like picking up trash so much, I will let you pick up enough at once! "

When He Tianran watched Wen Liang take out the garbage bag, he stood there numbly, his soul seemed to float out of his mouth~ (End of this chapter)