That year, I was 2 1 years old and she was 18 years old.
Her name is XX Hong, and everyone calls her "Hong". Red is pure, lovely and beautiful.
I met Hong Pingshui at my classmate Lu's house. Hong is a colleague of sister Lu. I met Hong for the first time. Her elegant long hair, beautiful face and shy smile left a deep impression on my heart.
On that day, I remember wearing a pair of apple blue jeans and a fashionable short-sleeved T-shirt, talking to the red edge sitting on the sofa on one side of the living room and sitting on the opposite sofa. As soon as I sat down, I felt something was wrong and sat on something. I immediately got up and turned around and found a yellow Chaozhou orange completely squashed by me, and there was still a lot of orange juice flowing on the leather sofa. The back of my inferior brand blue jeans was dyed a large pale yellow, which was unsightly, and I suddenly blindsided. At this time, there was a string of loud silvery laughter behind me, and I couldn't help looking at it. It is red, and I notice that red is so pure, lovely and beautiful. That string of loud silvery laughter drowned out the laughter of others present. It was beautiful, just like the sound of nature turned into Cupid's sharp arrow and shot through my heart. I turn grief into joy and laugh with it. I hope my laughter can also turn into Cupid's sharp arrow and shoot through my heart as soon as possible.
Kara 0K was the most popular song of that era. At Aluga's house, I always like to sing love songs with Hong: from the shy rose blooming quietly to loving you for 10,000 years, from the wedding vows to crying, from the light rain in March to the wet heart, from 1999 daughter red to providence.
On that night with the moon and stars, I sincerely presented twelve bright red roses to Hong, and then Hong threw herself into my arms happily. I hugged Hong tightly and refused to let go for a long time. Hong asked me, "Why are these flowers plastic roses?" I said, "Plastic roses will never wither and will always be beautiful, just like you are in my heart." At the same time, I prepared a delicate and beautiful blue vase so that Hong could put flowers in her boudoir and see beautiful roses every day.
The days together were so romantic and beautiful: Hong and I went to the fields to pick rape flowers, to the back hill to pick them, to play in the welfare park, to play guitar on the roof of Alu's house, to climb the Daguishan Mountain behind Guishan Village, to pick lotus flowers in the lotus pond, and to sing birthday songs for me by lighting candles around the cake. .............................................................................
The romantic and beautiful days passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, several months passed. One day, several of us went to the ancient temple to play in Biefeng, and asked God for advice in the temple. Hong and I hope that lovers will get married, so we go to worship Buddha. We shake the sign, and the result is a bamboo sign as the next sign. After the explanation of the temple master present, the two were doomed to be unable to form an iron branch and be together.
At that moment, Hong was silent and sad, and I was speechless and heavy-hearted. I have been asking myself in my heart: will my beautiful girlfriend not belong to me in the future? Will she be someone else's wife? I don't know how long it took, but I finally spoke: "Hong, we don't believe what he said. He talks nonsense. Maybe we will be together forever. " Hong looked up at me and forced a smile. I smiled back at her and reached out and held her in my arms. At that moment, Hong and I hugged each other tightly, as if afraid that if we didn't hug each other tightly, we would lose each other.
The next day, Hong told me that I heard that there was a witch in the third village of Dengtang who told her fortune very accurately. I want to go there to calculate. After Hong calculated my birthday and hers, she told me happily that birthdays were suitable for us, and I told Hong happily that they were suitable. I really hope that fate will not force us.
On the third day, we were not together.
On the fourth day, Sister Lu told me that two big pigs of the Hong family were found dead in the pigsty this morning, and their family didn't know why. Those two big pigs were fine yesterday. Is this a coincidence? Or is it an ominous sign? I don't know, my heart is heavy. On this day, I didn't contact Hong, and Hong never mentioned her big pig to me again.
A few days later, Hong Xiao told me that her grandmother went to the moon pool in Fengxi to tell our fortune, and the result was smooth. I also smiled at her and held her in my arms, but it seemed that I was just unhappy and had a sense of foreboding. I wonder if fate will be kind to us.
Although I have heard of such a thing before, a long time ago, the ancestors of my village and Hongcun (the border between the two villages is adjacent) did not know what contradictions and disputes triggered an armed fight, and both sides suffered casualties. The' ancestors' of both sides cast a spell: it probably means that villagers in the two villages are not allowed to marry in the future, and offenders will have no good results.
However, because of my higher education, I don't seem to think this is the same thing. How can the contradiction forged by ancestors be traced back to the present? Is this fair to innocent men and women entering a new era? Now is a new society, isn't it advocating freedom of marriage?
Maybe it was God's arrangement that I met Hong, or maybe it was fate that I fell in love with Hong. My parents don't know Hong either. They only know that I have a girlfriend, and I don't want to tell them more. I have the right to pursue my freedom of love and marriage.
Soon, something unexpected happened. I wonder if it's from heaven. Or an accident?
My affair with Hong was exposed: Hong had a female colleague in my village who secretly told my cousin about us. My cousin and my family are neighbors, and she also told my parents everything about us.
That night, when I came back for dinner, I saw my parents' faces tied tightly. My mother looked at me angrily. My father looked straight at me, coughing, ready to cross-examine me. I had anticipated what he would ask. He didn't ask me many questions, but he told me many questions. At this time, my brain is swollen. I only remember my father's two words: you can't associate with her now, you have to break up; If you want her, you should never come back. This will not be your home, we will not recognize you as a son, and we are no longer your parents.
One is my parents who gave birth to me and raised me, and the other is my beloved red. Choosing one side means that there is no other side. Why is reality so cruel? If everything is providence and fate, no one can escape, and I can't hide my love for red, so I am at the mercy of fate.
I was swept off my feet in those days, and I always felt that I didn't look like a human being or a ghost.
In those days, I always hid in Alou's home, sat in this familiar living room, and watched MTV's Daughter Red1999 over and over again. The picture appeared repeatedly: a beautiful girl in a red coat, and her 18-year-old blushed like a lotus.
At that time, I repeatedly answered the repeated question of Ah Lu's old mother: "Do you think that girl (referring to the girl in the sedan chair) really looks like red?" A: "Yes"!
In those days, I was silent ...
In those days, I will choose between love and life. ...
In those days, I had mixed feelings about how to face fate, reality, my closest relatives and parents, my favorite red color and my promise. ...
It was raining in Mao Mao that afternoon, and Hong and I sat together. She was still wearing that dress, as pure, lovely and beautiful as ever. Being with the person I love most is the happiest thing, but this time, I am full of sadness, and I only have a reluctant smile on my face, which is unnatural and uncomfortable. I always want to stop talking many times. Unconsciously, I saw that Hong seemed to read my mind. The happy smiling face that she always saw when she was with me disappeared and suddenly became silent. I finally said, "Hong, my parents didn't agree with us the other day …" I just said "No", and Rhett sat down with tears in his face. My hands were wet with red tears. I held my red face in my hands and kissed my tears with my lips. It tastes bitter. I don't care. I just want to dry the tears from her face. ...
I don't know how long it has been, but I have to say something. Hong stopped crying at this time and wiped away the tears left in the corner of his eyes with his own hands. Looked up at me and said, "I won't blame you, but we can't be together." We can't be husband and wife, so let's become brothers and sisters! " So that I can travel frequently in the future. "I didn't promise you at that time, but my heart still dared not touch the magic mask of our ancestors' spells, just saying,' It's better for us to be special friends than ordinary friends!' If it were today, I would definitely give Hong a different answer.
In the evening, the rain was still falling, and dusk was approaching. I sent Hong away and watched her figure fade away and disappear into the night. I heard the familiar song "Daughter Red in 1999": You woke Wu Peng's boat, and it was calm. Your 18-year-old face reflected the sun like a lotus flower ... A beautiful girl in a red coat was sitting in a sedan chair. I know, that beautiful girl is getting married, and it's not me she's marrying.
For several months after we broke up, Hong and I kept in regular contact. One day, Hong told me that she had a boyfriend who helped people buy and sell ceramic products in a nearby village. I looked at Hong and wished her, "I'm glad you have a boyfriend", but I don't know why, but I'm really not happy. A few days later, Hong brought her cousin (not from the same village as Hong) and said that she would introduce him to me. Hong's cousin is not as beautiful as Hong, but she is also pure and lovely. After this meeting and conversation, she may have no feelings, no fate, or the emotional pain between her and Hong has not healed ... I can't tell myself clearly, but I have no contact with her anyway.
Then something unexpected happened, and I don't know the details. Hong told me to the effect that Sister Lu and her brother-in-law had a conflict with Hong, and the two sides had turned against each other and stopped seeing each other. After listening to this, I really feel helpless. One is my former lover, and the other is my old friend Alou's sister. At that time, I could only comfort Hong. What else can I say?
Soon, I joined the work and went to Hong's house several times, but I only met Hong three or four times. During this period, Hong and I agreed: "When we get married, we will give each other one month's salary as a wedding gift." Once, Rhett's mother saw me riding that old bike and told me that your cousin's house had just finished building, and your money was borrowed. Otherwise, she really wants to lend me more than 10 thousand yuan to buy a motorcycle for her own travel. I said happily, no, thanks for asking! On another occasion, Hong's younger brother didn't get high marks because he failed to pass the exam, and I happened to be at Hong's house. After understanding, I took Hong's younger brother to Mr. Huang, my head teacher in high school, to help him go to high school.
One day, I went to your house to see you, and you happened to be at the door with your colleagues to your boyfriend's house. You asked me to come to your house, but I was in a hurry and didn't have time to accompany you. Your mother said to you, "Hong, how could you do this? Don't you accompany others to sit? " I said, "Hong has something to go, so I'll just sit by myself. It doesn't matter. " Looking at the familiar background where Hong rode away by bike, I was full of thoughts: the familiar song "Daughter Red 1999" seemed to ring in my ears again ... The beautiful girl in the red coat was getting married, and so was my beloved girlfriend Hong. "Come in and sit down." Red mother's urging interrupted my thoughts again. I came into your house, but I didn't sit long before I left because you weren't there.
I rent a house in the city because there is no single dormitory in the unit. Hong once came to my rented place to look for me. At noon that day, we went to a small restaurant near the West Lake for dinner. I remember you almost fell down when you went downstairs. I quickly grabbed your hand by your side. It is too dangerous! At that time, my heart was beating badly! I'm glad I turned the tables. Then one holiday, you called my BB machine and told me that you were coming to see me. Because I happened to be very busy that day, our meeting fell through.
After that, why didn't I contact Hong again? I can't remember clearly, and I can't figure it out now: maybe the communication and traffic conditions were backward at that time. At that time, I only had a BB, and Hong's family didn't have a phone. I have an old bike, so does Hong. Maybe Hong has a boyfriend, maybe I have a girlfriend later, or maybe I didn't promise Hong to become sworn brothers when I broke up with Hong. Maybe I forgot my promise to Hong when I broke up with him: "We will be better special friends than ordinary friends." ...
How time flies! It's the end of 2005 in a blink of an eye, because the attention to Hong has doubled, and there is no news of her at all. I wonder if Hong is okay in another country. Without any communication, on that day, I decided to go to Hong's hometown by motorcycle, so that I could meet Hong's old mother and learn about Hong's situation. The motorcycle drove on the familiar village road and arrived at Hong's hometown. The two bungalows in the alley were dilapidated and the doors were closed, as if there were no signs of living. What should I do? I remembered that Hong told me in an encounter after breaking up with me that her family had two plots of land outside the village road, and she wanted to go to Gai Lou the next year. At that time, Hong also said to leave another room for me when the building was built. But I don't know the exact location of the building. I walked out of the alley and found a familiar canteen in the alley. When I went up to ask, the old people knew that the Hong family had moved to a new building outside the village road. He doesn't know the exact location. Now these two bungalows are rented to a couple of migrant workers from other provinces. Unwilling, I went back and knocked on the doors of these two bungalows, but no one answered. Disappointed, I am ready to leave. At this moment, a middle-aged woman came out of the alley. On the way, I wonder if this is another arrangement from heaven. This warm-hearted man was sent from heaven.
As soon as I entered the door, Hong's mother recognized me at a glance: "You are XX, the person who used to be with Hong". I said, "OK, auntie". I saw that my aunt was obviously old, but her passion for me remained the same. I remember the last time I went to Hongjia was at the end of 1997. After all, nine years have passed, nine years! If it is a newborn baby, he is nine years old now. Chatting with my aunt, my aunt thought at first that Hong and I had been keeping in touch. I said no, and then I listened attentively to her intermittent introduction: Hong and I broke up and got married at the beginning of the following year (that is, 1998). The married person is a person who deals in ceramic products. I don't know him, nor have I seen him. I only hope that this happy man will be kind to Hong all his life and not hurt him. I said to menstruation, "As long as I live well, I will rest assured." . After Hong got married, she gave birth to two children, a boy and a girl. Now she and her husband are selling ceramics in Dongguan. Business is good. Two children took them there to study, and they only went back to their hometown on traditional festivals. Now the Spring Festival is coming, and Hong will be back in half a month. When you come for the Spring Festival, you will see Hong. ...
It's almost noon in a blink of an eye, and menstruation wants me to eat. I politely refused to leave, and menstruation said to me, "How kind of you! I won't come until today. I don't know when you will come again. " I comforted menstruation and said, "I will come when I am free, and I will come again." My aunt told me that if I hadn't left a phone call to contact Hong, I still regret the sentence I received at that time: "No, I'll come and sit down when I'm free."
Now, I haven't heard a word about Hong's recent situation. Why didn't you leave a convenient phone number when you went to Hong's mother's house last time? My heart is full of contradictions: stranger or retreat? Or are you afraid that hearing that silvery sound will touch the scars that are easy to get hurt in your heart?
On a Sunday in June 20 13, I was driving the car I just bought. As a new driver, I need to drive around and practice my driving skills. After going to my hometown for a while, I drove to the neighboring village-Hong's hometown. I want to see Hong's mother. The last time I went was in 2005, and now it is 20 13. Is it a coincidence? Or is it providence? I don't understand, but I know: nine years plus nine years equals eighteen years, and I haven't seen red in eighteen years. Eighteen years ago, eighteen-year-old Hong fell in love with me and broke up with me. Just turned 18, she soon got married, just like the beautiful girl in a red coat who was about to get married at the age of 18 in Daughter Red in 1999, floating from village to village like a weed.
The car drove into the narrow village road, and there were vendors standing on the roadside. One car must drive carefully, but two cars are more difficult to drive. I looked for the Red Mansion while driving, but I couldn't find it until the end of the road. So I decided to turn around and drive back to find it, but I couldn't find it from the end of the road to the end. I wanted to find a place to park my car nearby, and then I got off and walked to find it, but I found that the parking place was far away. Look at the time. Towards evening, I stopped looking, so I drove straight back to the city.
I turned on the car radio and tuned to the traffic music channel. Just now came the familiar song "Daughter Red in 1999", with beautiful melody and lingering sadness, which quickly brought me into a scene, intoxicated me, evoked my hidden feelings and touched the most sensitive string in my heart. I couldn't help singing along:
Rocking Wu Peng's boat,
Smooth and smooth,
Your eighteen-year-old face,
Like lotus flowers reflecting sunlight, with different colors. ...
Full of daughter red,
Love is always so strong ...
Eighteen years of lovesickness,
When you say nothing ...
Jiujiu's daughter is popular,
An eighteen-year dream ...
Jiujiu's daughter is popular,
Always drunk in my heart.