Chapter 505 I Love You (Please Subscribe for Monthly Tickets!)
When the birds disappear, the north is frozen.

Chu Jian came out of the library with her textbooks, walked along the bank of the Miuming Lake where there were large flakes of snow, and saw the plum blossoms in full bloom. She suddenly felt that time passed so quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the first semester of her freshman year was coming to an end.

During the nearly half year that I have lived and studied in this city, there are many things that left a deep impression on me.

She vividly remembers that when the train arrived at the station after more than 20 hours of riding on the first day of school, a loud voice suddenly came from the radio: "The train we are on is about to arrive at the heart of our great motherland - BJ!"

At that moment, she felt a surge of emotion.

When I first started school, my biggest feeling was that the study and life in college were not as tight as those in high school. There was a lot of free time, and everyone could use it as they pleased, which was the so-called freedom. However, does absolute freedom also mean unfreedom?

Sometimes I think so when I first meet someone.

During her subsequent college years, she saw many such examples.

When I first arrived in BJ, I would go shopping with my three roommates during the holidays. The streets of Huguo Temple were full of the bustling world, the coast in front of Shichahai was full of northern scenery, the Simatai Great Wall was majestic and steep, and the top of Xiangshan Mountain was filled with dry winds that swept in from Mobei over the Yanshan Mountains. It all made me intoxicated.

The most common places in BJ are probably the former residences of celebrities.

Chu Jian has been to many places, such as Mei Lanfang's former residence, Guo Moruo's former residence, and Song Qingling's former residence. After visiting those places, she naturally has a sense of desolation, intoxication, and a sense of history and the present. The nostalgic feelings seem to float over this century-old city all the time.

Later, she slowly realized that the BJ she saw now was not the BJ of ancient times. There were few traces of the Ming Dynasty left. Except for Deshengmen and Qianmen, the other towers were basically destroyed. Liang Sicheng once suggested that the old city be preserved as it was, but his suggestion was rejected except for the preservation of the Forbidden City.

As for the reason, it is that the old Chairman hopes that our country can have a modern world metropolis. He said that he hopes to see a field of chimneys below when looking down from Tiananmen Square.

I am happy to see the rice and beans rolling in the waves, and heroes everywhere in the evening smoke. Chairman Mao’s wish will probably never come true. But this does not hinder his greatness, nor does it prevent Chu Jian from taking the words he said when he was hesitating at the head of Orange Island, which seem to have been forgotten in the dust of history, as his motto: "The world is our world, the country is our country, and the society is our society."

Born in a miserable family, Chu Jian learned to be independent and adaptable to the environment. It didn't take her long to get familiar with the city of Beijing and the study atmosphere of Peking University. Soon she lived a life of three points and one line: classroom, library, dormitory, peaceful or bland like boiled water.

Apart from occasionally participating in activities organized by the Peking University Literary Society and feeling the charm of the city in the streets and alleys of the capital, she has devoted most of her energy to literary creation.

All in all, after one semester, Chu Jian felt that she had gained a lot and never fell behind in her studies. Her manuscripts were often published in the Peking University Literature News and the Literature Society's magazine "Sail". Because her poem "The Ruins, or the Sky of the Motherland" won the first prize at the city's National Day Poetry Festival, she was soon hired as a member of the Municipal Writers Association. The royalties she received were not much, but they were enough for her tuition and living expenses. When the remaining royalties reached a certain amount, she would mail them home to her mother.

The most important thing is that Chu Jian completed her first literary work, The Red Girl, based on her childhood experiences. She had been conceiving this novel for two years since high school. It was not easy to write, but at the end of 1995, she finally completed the first draft. There were still many things in it that she was not satisfied with or had not yet figured out how to express.

She wanted to show it to Yunqi first.

She wanted to show it to Yunqi first.

In Peking University, apart from my three roommates, I didn’t have any real close friends. But my three roommates were all quite outgoing, lively, talkative, and interesting.

Once, four boys from the Chinese Department invited several girls from their dormitory to go to Shichahai. Chu Jian refused, saying apologetically that she had to go to the library to read and study.

Liao Qi, the roommate, knew that the boys who organized the party really wanted to date Chu Jian. If Chu Jian didn't go, the boys would definitely lose interest and the party would be a mere empty promise. She persuaded Chu Jian, saying, "My dear sister! Let's go out and have fun together. Apart from attending classes, you spend every day in the library. How can you study so many courses? Don't you feel bored and lonely?"

I politely declined when I first met him.

She also didn't mind her roommates pointing out her character problems.

Because what's wrong with loneliness?
If you break these two words down, you can see children, fruits, animals, mosquitoes and flies, which are enough to support an alley entrance in the midsummer evening, bustling with people and brightly lit.

For this girl, in the loneliness in the brightly lit world that she has endured for more than ten years, perhaps the only thing that is indispensable now is Zhang Yunqi.

The two places are thousands of miles apart.

Many things from high school have slowly begun to fade away as time goes by. Those people I have said goodbye to many times in my life, I will never see them again.

Sometimes, Chu Jian would feel flustered. Even if she couldn't see him, she would call Zhang Yunqi every day. In fact, Chu Jian knew that it was not a good idea for a little girl to want to stick to him every day, but she still couldn't help thinking about him every day.

Once, Chu Jian asked Zhang Yunqi: "How long has it been since we last met?"

Zhang Yunqi did not answer her question on the phone, but asked her: "Chu Jian, do you know what I Love You means?"

When she first saw me, she blushed and said, "I love you."

Zhang Yunqi said, "No, I Love You means that we haven't seen each other for 116 days. The letter is short but the feelings are deep. Although I know that this call will be disconnected soon, I feel warm in this minute of hearing your voice." In fact, no matter whether it sounds good or not, Chu Jian has already lost her resistance to Zhang Yunqi's love words. At that moment, she felt that her hands could warm up the phone.

That night, when Chu Jian went to bed, her heart was full of sweetness, and she couldn't help thinking, he was busy and had no time for BJ, so why couldn't she go to see him?
This idea was just an idea at first, but as the weather got colder, it became stronger and stronger. Although the final exams were coming up, Chu Jian didn't need to review much. If it were just university courses, it wouldn't be too difficult for the students of this school. As long as they attended classes seriously, they would be able to cope with the exams. However, some students felt that it was too easy, and when the final exams came, they compressed a semester's worth of courses into one week of study.

At the end of December, Chu Jian asked for leave from his department counselor and flew to Lijin.

She did not tell Zhang Yunqi about this.

When we arrived at Huanghua Airport, there was a drizzle in the sky.

Compared to the dry and cold north, the air in this southern provincial capital is exceptionally humid, with refreshing mist everywhere. When she first saw her, she felt a familiar breath in this strange world. However, she didn't know the way, so she changed several buses, took many detours, and crossed many bridges before she arrived at the Dongfanghong Square of Shonan University.

The process was indeed a little troublesome, but when I first saw Yunqi sitting on the bus and traveling through the streets of this city, the scene that emerged in my mind was Yunqi's usual travels through this city. Many times, when we wander aimlessly in a strange city, we are actually experiencing the person we are thinking about from body to soul.

I fell in love with this city at first sight.

After arriving at the East Gate Villa, I guessed before I came that Yunqi might not be at home. He had so many things to do and was always very busy. Fortunately, I didn’t have to wait long before I met one of his roommates, Jin Shengze.

Jin Shengze is tall and has a very sunny smile. He is the type of boy that girls of their age like. He is also very sweet-mouthed. He calls her "sister-in-law" all the time, which makes Chu Jian's cheeks slightly hot.

There is a little girl's happiness in my heart.

Yunqi has already introduced her to his good friends.

Thinking about it, Chu Jian felt that she had not done well enough. She had not yet told her roommates that she already had a boy she loved. But she didn't know why, when her roommates talked about the boys they liked in the dormitory, Chu Jian always didn't want to say it, or she couldn't bear to say it. Those sweet things, those little joys she held back every day, were like a squirrel with a full cheek of nuts. She just wanted to keep them in her heart secretly and chew them alone.

Jin Shengze was an enthusiastic boy. After introducing himself, he said to her, "Sister-in-law, you must have been waiting for a long time. He must be busy with something. I'll call him back."

Chu Jian quickly said politely, "No need."

Jin Shengze was stunned for a moment, and probably understood the girl's little thoughts, then smiled and said: "I know where the key is, sister-in-law, please wait here for about twenty minutes."

With that, Jin Shengze turned and left. He returned to the northwest building of the girls' dormitory at Hunan University, found Zhao Yihan and asked for the key, then returned to the east gate villa and opened the door for Chu Jian. Jin Shengze said to Chu Jian, "You probably haven't had dinner yet since you came back from BJ, right? How about I take you out for dinner first?"

Chu Jian shook his head, smiled and said, "No, I'll wait for Yunqi to come back and eat with him."

Jin Shengze thought about it, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go back first. By the way, you should have a cell phone, right? Write down my phone number. If he doesn't come back, you can call me if you have any problems."

Say thank you when you first meet someone.

After Jin Shengze left, Chu Jian looked up at Lushan Mountain after the rain. The sky was gradually getting dark. In the dead of winter, there was a kind of quiet beauty.

She walked into the yard dragging her suitcase.

Zhang Yunqi had come here for the first time during the summer vacation when she first bought this villa. Although it was beautiful at that time, it was very empty. Now the house is full, as if there are traces of Yunqi left everywhere. She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt like she was at home.

Chu Jian opened the suitcase and took out the first draft of "Red Girl". She also placed the Peking duck and donkey rolls she bought on the dining table. Then she took off her coat, filled a basin with hot water, and cleaned the house. She washed the sweater that Zhang Yunqi had thrown on the sofa, brushed two pairs of dirty shoes, and emptied the full ashtray with a frown. When she was about to water the green radish in the vase, she heard a familiar voice outside the door: "Chu Jian."

Turn your head when you first see me.

Then, she saw Yunqi walking in from the door.

The joy of reuniting after a long separation just rose from the bottom of her heart. Before she had time to take a good look at him, he had already walked up to her quickly and hugged her whole body in his arms, with a smile of surprise and joy on his face: "You didn't even tell me you were coming back."

Chu Jian hummed softly and buried her head deep in his arms.

At that moment, the world seemed to become quiet. The dark night was filled with stars, and the wind blowing in from the door had a sweet smell. After a long time, the girl raised her head, her face flushed, and smiled with her lips pursed: "Do you know what I Love You means?"

"I love you."

"No, I Love You should mean that we haven't seen each other for 118 days. The letters we wrote are short but full of love. I can't see your face on the phone. Although I know I will be back to BJ soon, I feel warm lying in your arms for this minute."

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