My girlfriend is from the future!

"Don't you know everything about what happened after the rebellious period?"

Cao Aiqing put the phone back into his pocket and put his hands into the bag. He Tianran smiled knowingly, left the chair and walked to her. He also put his hands into the pockets of the girl's coat. The two of them used this to keep warm, like They hugged each other close to each other and were intimate for a moment.

"How about this table? Or should we go shopping again?" He Tianran lowered his head and asked.

"I think it's okay, but you can continue to go shopping with me a little longer~" the girl said playfully.

"Hehe~ OK!"

He Tianran rubbed Cao Aiqing's delicate cheek with her chin. The scratching feeling of the slight stubble made her couldn't help but complain:

"You didn't shave cleanly this morning~"

"Maybe it grew during the day?"

"It can't be so fast!"

After saying that, the two took their hands out of their pockets, but their left and right hands were already clasped together smoothly.

The two of them have known each other for too long. In the ten years from the age of sixteen to twenty-six, the two of them almost occupied their entire youth. This is a kind of love song that you can only listen to during this period. , whether the content is sad or happy, you will always be the youthful memories of such a person.

They have witnessed all the changes in each other in the past ten years, some of their habits, hobbies, and personalities in life. They are familiar with each other, maybe better than themselves. If you can't remember the past memory clearly, another person can fill in the details in time.

He Tianran still clearly remembers that the winter of his senior year in high school was very cold, and there was heavy frost and dew in the morning. They came out of the breakfast shop outside the campus gate, and the girl took a bite of the bun in her hand, and a burst of hot air came out of her mouth. That kind of cuteness and haziness; I still remember the countless late nights in college, when the two of them came out of the library and went back to bed on the same boulevard, the girl was talking about her dream of studying in the UK, the street lights were dim, The ambiguity when their shadows gradually blended together; I still remember two years ago, they sat side by side by the Thames River at sunset, looking at the Palace of Westminster and Big Ben in the waves, and spent a night in a foreign country. Unforgettable birthday.

There are countless such things, and in these memories, ten years have passed by in the blink of an eye, and He Tianran couldn't help but say:

"Ai Qing, I had a drink with Xue Yong a while ago. When we talked about the class reunion, he said that future gatherings like this would be calculated in units of 'ten years'. Tsk tsk, when I think about what happened in the past on the day of the reunion, Everything has to be added with a prefix, such as how I was ten years ago, let alone, I am really not used to it... Well, we have known each other for ten years, but you seem to have never changed in my impression, and My changes have been huge... ugh~"

He Tianran sighed as he spoke. Cao Aiqing stared at her lover's face and said nonchalantly:

"Really? I don't think so."

"Didn't you just tell me that I was pretending to be mature?"

"You used to like to pretend to be weird, ah no~ At that time, it should be called... chuunibyou! I've long been used to it, but now it's just a different form. What's wrong with you today? You feel so much."

The girl was very attentive, and when she heard her describing the changes in people's lives over time as another form of chuunibyou, the man laughed and said:

"Maybe I met a new friend today, had a little drink, talked a lot, and you said I was pretending to be more and more mature, so I suddenly felt a little bit more sympathetic. But you compared 'maturity' to an adult's second grade. Sick, this is really wonderful."

"That's right, um..."

As the topic deepened, Cao Aiqing thought as he walked, and then said:

"Actually, everyone is like this, isn't it? When they were young, they hoped that they could grow up quickly and become an adult and be able to take charge of their own affairs. But when they become adults, they still lament how precious their youth is."

He Tianran nodded in agreement and joked: "It seems that Ai Qing is still several ranks higher than me in terms of pretending to be 'mature'~ After such a comparison, I feel that I am indeed a bit naive."

"Humph~"

Although being called "mature" by a slovenly man who hadn't even shaved his beard made the young girl feel a little uncomfortable, but seeing her lover's mood improving, Cao Aiqing did not retaliate against his joke, but was just cold Cold snort.

Fortunately, He Tianran noticed the inconsistency in his words when he said these words. He took advantage of the situation to reveal the worries in his heart and said in a deep voice:

"Actually, Ai Qing, I was quite scared before I returned to China..."

"What are you afraid of?"

He Tianran did not answer for the time being. It turned out that unknowingly, the two of them had walked to the exhibition area related to the bedroom.

Here, chic art paintings are hung on the surrounding decorative walls. The designs of carpets and curtains complement the bedding, creating a warm and harmonious space. The designs of the beds range from classic Nordic simplicity to modern multi-functional bed frames. Everything is available. The fluffy duvets and soft sheets exude a light fragrance, as if inviting people to immerse themselves in a comfortable sleeping atmosphere. Many pairs of customers gently try to sit on a bed and feel the mattress. Soft and supportive, their eyes wandered among the furnishings beside the bed, seeming to be looking for their own home inspiration.

It has to be said that the bed is indeed the most relaxing piece of furniture. Although the bed was not on their shopping list this time, He Tianran still walked over and chose one of the beds to sit on the edge. down, and then the whole person fell back as if relieved, and the whole upper body lay on the soft mattress.

The man lying on the bed felt his girlfriend silently following him to the bedside and sitting down. At this time, he stared at the ceiling and said as if he was answering or murmuring to himself:

"What are you afraid of...Afraid that I am not the He Tianran you remember..."

"Why do you think so?"

Recalling the night when he and Wen Liang played the "acquaintance game" not long ago, and remembering the girl told him about a past that even he had never remembered, He Tianran put a hand on his forehead, with a little confusion in his tone, and said slowly:

“Because sometimes I’m not sure what kind of person I am anymore…

To tell you the truth, Ai Qing, since I was admitted to film school and established my own company, the evaluations of people around me have gradually become a bit strange to me. It’s funny to say that now I am engaged in the film and television industry that I like. , but throughout the year, except for invitations from others, the number of private visits to the cinema can be counted on one's fingers.

I began to get tired of talking about anything professional-related in situations other than work. I don’t know when. I am so hungry; now, the business cooperation I have to negotiate and the wine games I have to deal with in a year are far more than the books and movies I have read in a year, and in these businesses, most of them are what I am learning. What I learned while directing went completely opposite directions.

This often makes me fall into a kind of worry. These things that I don't like have made me who I am now. They have made me accustomed to such a state, which has led me to gradually become more and more interested in fighting for the cause I love. The words "lifelong" make me feel numb, and the so-called enthusiasm seems to have cooled down...

Of course, this is just a myth I encountered in my current life and career. Life has to go on no matter what, so I bring the topic back to us..."

Cao Aiqing was puzzled: "We?"

He Tianran smiled:

"Well, we.

Ai Qing, you are the origin of my dream. It was precisely because your persistence in architecture infected me and prompted me to embark on this path, and finally moved you, so this has also become what I am afraid of, because I am afraid that I will not be able to do it now. Laxness and change in this enthusiasm will affect your view of me. ” ˆ ˆ He Tianran would not mention these extremely personal emotions and myths to anyone. If he did, then this person could only be Cao Aiqing.

After all, she is the person he trusts most in his life and is the person closest to his soul.

After hearing the words, Cao Aiqing pondered for a moment and shook his head:

"Naturally, if we are a couple, I may be attracted by your achievements and high spirits; but if we firmly believe that each other is a lover who will stay with you for a lifetime, then I should not define a certain period in your life. Or put a label on it..."

"why?"

"Because those are all for outsiders to see. You used to be naive, but now you are mature; you used to be frustrated, but now you are successful. And as I just said, children want to become adults, and adults want to retain their innocence. There are too many people who want someone to be both. Some things can be eternal and beautiful forever; and I hope that some things can always be held in my hands and not let them slip away from my fingertips. This kind of thinking is at best a pure wish, and at worst it is greedy desire. But time is always fair. People always have to adapt to the changes of time and environment, and then... survive tenaciously in the world that they can come into contact with.

Some people like your youthful and passionate past, while others hate your current mature and prudent attitude, so you are not sure what kind of person you are anymore, but it doesn't matter naturally, it really doesn't matter.

Because these changing nodes in life can only be nodes, because I know what kind of person you are from the beginning to the end, because from the moment I plan to spend my life with you, the measurement unit of our feelings is It’s no longer three years, five years, or ten years, but a lifetime…”

Speaking of this, Cao Aiqing also lay down. She turned her head and said with an innocent smile:

"So, if you put the small changes and confusions we have encountered so far into this unit and measure it, don't you think that the whole person feels a lot more relaxed~!"

The two looked at each other, with soft light reflecting back and forth in their eyes. He Tianran opened his arms, and Cao Aiqing raised his head and rested his head on it naturally.

The man asked: "Since when did you dare to decide your life?"

The girl said: "From the day you sent me to the airport to go to England, I still remember your appearance at that time. You looked like a martyr going to the execution ground. But in the end, you only said one sentence...wait for me to come back."

The man continued: "Then you said trust me. You know, you just said trust me, and I have been waiting for you for more than three years~!"

The girl smiled and said: "Then you know what I use to be sure."

"Hey~"

He Tianran's heart was filled with infinite sweetness, but he was only distracted for a short while when he heard Cao Aiqing muttering in his ears:

"Actually, before making this decision, I asked myself three questions. If the answer to any of these three questions was not yes, I would not have returned to China so early."

"what is the problem?"

"Is He Tianran a motivated person? Is he a kind person? Is he... a person worth trusting?"

"What's the answer?"

"Huh? Who do you think the big baby is lying in your arms now?"

He Tianran's knowing questions made Cao Aiqing act coquettishly.

"Oh, I don't know. Why did my eyes suddenly go blind? Let me touch them. Hey... Hey, this little face is so tender. It looks a bit like Senior Bai Lingye. Is that you, Senior?"

He Tianran deliberately raised his head and looked at the ceiling to pretend to be blind. The hand under Cao Aiqing's head was raised, and his palm rubbed her cheek. Under this teasing, the girl did not let him go. Cao Aiqing's head Once he turned it over, he pointed his thumb at the claw of An Lushan and opened his mouth to bite it!

"Hi~!"

There were people around now, so Cao Aiqing lowered his mouth and stopped, otherwise He Tianran would not have simply taken a breath of cold air.

His eyes that were pretending to be blind suddenly regained sight, but when he looked at Cao Aiqing who had a proud expression next to him, the bitten finger only had the warmth between his teeth, and no pain at all.

"No trouble, no trouble, no trouble, why did you ask yourself these three simple questions when you returned to China? Are you not afraid that time has changed and my character has collapsed? And these questions seem to conflict with what you just said."

Cao Aiqing held He Tianran's fingers with both hands, gently rubbed the place where he had just been bitten, and said in denial:

"Conflict? No, kindness, motivation, and trustworthiness are not personality labels that only exist for a year and a half. They are the foundation of your human nature. Whether you are cheerful and introverted, fail or succeed, these foundations Color is the main color in your life He Tianran, so no matter how the external environment kneads you, no matter how the years toss you, no matter whether your personality is cool or warm, I will recognize you, like you, and fall in love with you...

What's more, life is so long, how can there be any "personality"? We often compare life to things we are familiar with, such as movies, novels, the breeze in the mountains and the bright moon on the sea. It can be compared to anything, but any metaphor is wrong. Only when we live in it can we understand the true meaning. It’s like…well…”

"Like what?"

Cao Aiqing suddenly wrinkled his little nose and sniffed He Tianran's fingers.

"It's like your finger...did you smoke behind my back again today?"

"No, no, no! I swear! I drank, not smoked! Absolutely not! You can add one more to your three questions. Just ask you, am I, He Tianran, trustworthy?"

"Well... you reminded me of this~"

"...It's not a baby, do you mean it!"

What exactly is the so-called "true taste of the world"?

For the current He Tianran, it is the mess at work, his increasingly mature face and growing stubble, his fear of the future life when passing by the desk and the baby room, and the lingering words about dreams on his fingertips. The smell of tobacco and alcohol at that time is the sweetness wrapped in the layers of trivial matters in countless ordinary days. (End of chapter)