There are some accidents in life, which seems to be common. Only in an accident can we realize the truth of living in the world. It's sad that Ruirui has been used to this kind of life. Maybe the world is also in favor of accidents.
With a hand on his shoulder, Ruirui hurriedly turns around and is disappointed to see Xiaomei's face. This is Xiaomei's wordless consolation. Ruirui knows very well, but he doesn't know when to meet her. Are you the same? Is there such a person who can accompany and comfort you, just such a person who can speak.
Back at the coffee shop, Xiaomei sees the helplessness in Ruirui's eyes when she meets again. Ruirui, who picks up her luggage, is ready to go back on her own. "Don't be overwhelmed by these difficulties. There is still a chance. Come on. If Xiaodou is ready, she will contact you." Xiaomei encouraged. "Hmm." Although there are few responses, Ruirui still insists on himself. Without a proper persistence, many things cannot be complete.
Because it was the weekend, Ruirui didn't want to disturb the business of the coffee shop, so he quietly ordered a glass of lime water to take away. Along the way, the sour and sweet taste was just like his mood at this time. Everyone had a journey on the subway. We had to leave in a hurry and wait for the next chance meeting, or it was just a flash in the pan.
The autumn osmanthus bloomed early this year. At the moment before returning home, Ruirui smelled the fragrance of the flowers, which was as cold as wine. He wanted to drink the osmanthus wine that his father had always prepared. He vaguely remembered that in the only days when he was a child, his father was alone in the closed door room and dropped a cup. Maybe he was not in a good mood. As soon as he entered, he smelled the sweet scented osmanthus. This familiarity made Ruirui feel more at home. His mother should also be worried about his safety abroad. When I got home, I talked about the foreign scenery with my mother, but only hid the last part of the process, so that she could rest assured that she was back safely.
All of a sudden, Ruirui wanted to keep a diary. For him, who hadn't written for a long time, this idea seemed a bit strange and irrelevant. I don't know who would influence him. However, Ruirui just wants to record his idea at this time. Maybe this idea can become a source of material, which may also become an inspiration to help improve the design concept. He began to paint on paper, back and forth, while writing and painting, letting his thoughts grow freely and releasing his inner world with the tip of his pen.
The final finished product seems to be an unfolded picture. There is a street with a row of osmanthus trees on both sides. There are some stores on the street, and some people are appreciating osmanthus flowers... Ruirui doesn't know how to describe this content. He thinks it seems like a story with plot. He doesn't know whether it is the beginning or the end. After all, it is an unfinished product, just a prototype. This is the scene in his mind. It is so beautiful that Ruirui is intoxicated with his imagination and cannot extricate himself. Only when it was late did he wake up under the real starry sky and go to bed quietly. Before going to bed, I was not busy looking at my mobile phone. WeChat seemed to be quiet.
I don't know what's going on with Xiaodou. I think she's still on the way. I hope she can arrive safely. Will she return my message?
As Ruirui was worried, Xiaodou didn't ask for her mobile phone back. She strongly asked her father to give it to her on the plane, but his reason was that he would give it back to her when he was ill, and he couldn't use his mobile phone on the plane. Xiao Dou had to calm down and read safely. The title of the book she read is Love in the Cholera Period. This is not the first time she has read this book, but every time she reads it, she always has a different feeling. For example, this time, she can feel her own understanding of love from the heart, and the love in the book, in the midst of cholera, war, and even man-made destruction, makes itself and death two opposites, It also forms a proper unity - love is not great, even small. In Xiao Dou's view, the description in the book is also secular and obstructed. Maybe the author's view is a different interpretation, which explains the embodiment of such a sense of the times. We are now free from food and clothing, and there is no such extraordinary period given by the times. Maybe our love will return to calm, and let time slowly erase the edges and corners of relative passion to achieve another kind of unity. Xiao Dou closed the book, took a deep breath, and took a furtive look at his father, who was still staring at the news in the newspaper. Xiao Dou began to have a good rest.
It will take more than 20 hours to stay in the sky. There is still a long time to go. It's a funny fate to be separated from the Pacific Ocean. Xiao Dou doesn't know what's going on with Rui Rui over there, but she decided to return a message to him as soon as she got well. This is a secret promise. If the whole universe is like a room, this secret will be the light of the desk lamp in this room. There will always be a time to fill this room. She also looks forward to the arrival of this time. Nothing is immortal, just like time will grow old, but what will be precipitated?
The next day, Ruirui together received a short message from Xiao Liu, said a lot of words, and summed up four words: safe arrival. Ruirui narrowed his eyes, and the sleepy insects were still on him. He didn't want to get up. But the alarm clock woke him up at the same time. He just got up and turned off the alarm clock as before to start a new chapter of the day.
When he got to the bathroom, he looked at his face while brushing his teeth. He always felt how old he was in the past few years. In other words, this is just a butcher's knife. Time always washes him away, and more of his energy is wasted. But there are still some things left for him, that is, his view and attitude towards the world. He is like a boat drifting in the endless sea of life. I don't know where he is. Without the guidance of a lighthouse, Ruirui will keep moving forward. Even if dangerous waves come to him, at least the long lens will be far away and the sun will still be bright.
Having solved the breakfast prepared by his mother, he went to the desk, smiled, put away the achievements of yesterday and put them on the shelf next to him. Usual to open the computer, Ruirui's purpose is very simple. He wants to send some company resumes to see if he can have an interview. As soon as the recruitment website was opened, a large number of companies with good prospects emerged. They are recruiting designers at this time.
Suddenly, Ruirui found an unread message lying quietly in his inbox. It was the message of the day before. He quickly opened it. It was an Internet company. After checking the company's background, Ruirui was surprised that it was a project invested by Su Group. It is said that Su's Group is quite famous in the local area and is a large enterprise. In the letter, the company expressed its interest in Ruirui and hoped to have a look at his resume. Ruirui replied without much thought, and then sent out his resume. This may be an opportunity for him, but he didn't think much about it. Only by casting more nets can he catch fish. He began to browse other companies again.
Ruirui's opinion is also quite strange. Life will not give you a bear's paw when it gives you fish. Anyway, you should welcome the opportunity yourself.