September's High Heels (Student Campus Adult Fiction)

one

In July, with the cool breeze of early summer, gardenias quietly bloom.

"The night is beautiful tonight, and the summer insects are singing for me." With wet hair, she jumped onto the back seat of Ah Hang's bicycle.

Ah Hang handed over a gardenia with green leaves that had not yet bloomed: "I sing much more beautifully than them!"

I have always believed that flowers are elves that carry people’s previous lives, and my previous life must have been a gardenia. "So you've always known what I love."

"Including the ones you love."

Suddenly there was a turn, and in panic I instinctively hugged Ah Hang's waist tightly. The wind blew, bringing with it the faint fragrance of his hair, the scent of Ikalu. I like it.

He sang the song "Bewitched" softly, with a hint of sadness, like the fragrance of hair in the wind.

"It's been three years. It's been three years. Haven't you forgotten him yet?" The flower in her hand fell on the dark asphalt road.
The car drove away.

This square is a place we used to come often, with neon lights, fountains, grass, and crowds. There is also a long corridor. White, with countless lush vines winding around, the branches entangled with each other, moving and lingering. "I really miss this place!" I murmured. "Yes! There is also Yongqing who is missed!" Ah Hang was full of jealousy.

I couldn't argue that I was being honest with him, even if I said nothing. And he knows everything.

Ah Hang stood in front of me and looked at me with infinite tenderness. This is the first time I look at him closely. His face is clean.
Her eyelashes are very long, the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, and her hair seems to have grown a little longer and looks very soft. It was this big boy who loved me for six whole years and never left me. Is he possessed by a ghost? Still myself. Maybe I should let go of everything and cherish the person in front of me.

The two of them looked at each other stupidly. What was he thinking about? I stretched out my cool hands to smooth his slightly wrinkled brows.
But he caught her all of a sudden: "Your palms are full of the fragrance of flowers." "But I ate the flowers." "Huh?"
He pretended to be surprised and said, "I want to eat too!" and put his lips into my palm.

The night wind started to blow again, and Ah Hang held me in his arms. "I don't know what to do with you. I want to just crush you to pieces."
When I smelled the fragrance of his hair, my eyes became wet.

The scenery here is the same as yesterday, and the only one who loves me as much as yesterday is Ah Hang, the only one. That unforgettable memory and Yongqing, who once loved me deeply, disappeared forever like that gardenia in the dark night many years later.

two

My seven-day vacation passed quickly, and Ah Hang saw me off to another city, Shanghai. I can't remember how many times he has sent me off. He bought a lot of fruits for me as he did in the past. I found that he had never bought a platform ticket, and finally I couldn't help asking him. He said: I have sent you thousands of miles away, but we must eventually part. I feel relieved as long as I see you check in, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to help but jump on the train to follow you. Looking at his expression when he spoke, it seemed like he was serious but also like he was joking. Haha, I smiled foolishly. Whenever he sees me smile like this, Ah Hang would always respond with one sentence: If you smile again, I will molest you! I would stop that idiotic laugh immediately. I imagine that Ah Hang would not be like this.
Such people can only be molested and never have the courage to molest others.

It was very strange today. He didn't react at all. Instead, he said a lot of sour words, such as be careful on the road, to contact him anytime, and to come back if I missed home. Has our relationship really changed? We were buddies before, but what about now? Is this sour, clean big boy in front of me the one I will love for the rest of my life?

I returned to Shanghai for the Nth time, walking on the familiar road, the only feeling I had was the desire to escape, thinking that no matter where I went,
Just get away from here, if I can. Yes, I mean if I could, I can’t leave now, and I can’t leave it behind, no matter if I’m rich or poor, sad or happy, until one day I die in a foreign land.

How could Ah Hang know the reason why I stayed in this city? How could I bear to tell him that Yongqing and I were in the same city and even worked in the same company.

I didn't expect all this.

I worked overtime very late that night. I left the company and couldn't get a taxi. Someone called me. I turned around and saw
When I saw him, I was so surprised that I couldn't speak. He said, "Let me take you there." Then I saw his black Mercedes-Benz. The car was filled with the scent of oranges, and the seat cushions and pillows were also orange. There is a McDull pig hanging on the front windshield. I touched it and it cried out: I love you! I love you!

"It's been two years, are you okay?" Yongqing broke the silence.

"Okay. What about you?" In fact, his car was enough to tell me that he was living a good life and got what he wanted.

"In fact, I knew it when you just came to the company, you know? When I saw you for the first time, I felt like the first time I met you, my heart was beating fast. After leaving you and before meeting you again, I almost didn't know that my heart would beat again. I knew I couldn't escape. I didn't dare to look for you. I was afraid that you would always blame me."

I am speechless.

Yongqing, still the Yongqing who loves me.

Yongqing was my classmate in college. After a whole year of love, we graduated. He chose to go to Shanghai, while I stayed in the city where the school was. He asked me to go with him, but I didn't. At that time, there was Xiaoqiu, a very good sister who grew up with me. She had relationship problems, so she lived with me for her. I gave up on love.

Neither of us blamed the other, perhaps our love was shallow at that time. This kind of love is also free.

"Weiwei, let's start over, okay?" When we arrived at our residence, he asked me in an apologetic voice before leaving.

Looking into those deep eyes, it is real. I shook my head gently. "I have never blamed you for anything. I have thought countless times that one day I can see you again and love you again. But... when all this is really in front of me, I can't accept it. Now, I don't want to love anymore." At this moment, his face was haggard.
Eager to argue about something. "Don't say anything. Don't regret the choice you made." She interrupted him without giving him a chance to speak.

Watching him leave sadly, my heart went blank. Thinking about tomorrow and how to face him the day after tomorrow.

The song "Still Hurts" was played over and over in the record store across the street: It still hurts, I still remember your smile, how heavy the memory is, I would rather it had never happened, It still hurts, I still see you let go, how beautiful the memory is, it hurts my heart, my heart.

three

After the company dinner on the weekend, several colleagues went to a teahouse. Designer Ken was the most active person in the afternoon tea, and Yongqing also came. This made several beautiful colleagues ecstatic. In their eyes, Yongqing is a rare career-oriented good man. I could clearly hear myself laughing in my heart.

Yongqing undoubtedly became the protagonist of the day. People kept courting him. I just buried my head in drinking a glass of lemonade. As sour as the smile in my heart.

"Mr. Qi, you are so capable in the IT field. I'd like to ask you for advice someday!" This is Amy's voice. She looks very much like Xiaoqiu. Sometimes I often mistake Amy for her. It feels like going back to the past, to the ignorant age, ignorant love and separation.

"Amy, you are too polite. It's not really asking for advice. I only know a little bit, but I will try my best to help if I can." I looked up at him in surprise. I was very surprised by the always cold and aloof Yongqing.
When did you become poor?

"Mr. Qi, you are so humble!" Followed by a string of silver bell-like laughter, which was different from Xiaoqiu.
This is also the reason why, although we have a good relationship, it is still not as good as that between Xiaoqiu and I. Flattery is in her bones.

He looked at me with a pair of evil eyes. Are you demonstrating to me? Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my teeth, I guess it was a "gritting of teeth" feeling.

"Mr. Qi, where is your girlfriend? Why don't you bring her here for everyone to meet?" This poured cold water on Amy when she was most excited. However, I regretted it as soon as I said it. Whatever he said had nothing to do with me.

"He Wei!" Amy touched me with her arm. "What are you talking about? Everyone knows that he is a famous bachelor in the company! I've been here longer than you, and I don't know?"

I just watched him and saw how he tried to smooth things over and cover up his lies.

"Actually..." Before he could say anything, Ken spoke up: "Yongqing and I are best friends, and I know everything about him." Everyone knows that he is the most gossipy person in the company. "Although Yongqing is a single nobleman, he has a first love girlfriend named Weiwei, who was his college classmate. Due to some misunderstandings, the two lost contact. He has been looking for that girl."

I drank a glass of lemonade in one breath, and it almost made my teeth fall out. I had never felt so embarrassed before.
Ken continued gossiping at this time: "Hey! What a coincidence, we also have a Weiwei here." Everyone present was looking at me, and I panicked: "Isn't it just 'Weiwei'? What's so strange about it. Why don't you ask him what Weiwei's last name is?" They all looked at him again.

What I heard next was enough to break me down: "His last name is He. Weiwei, stop hiding from me, okay?"
The sound was so ethereal, as if it came from a very far place, and then gradually came closer, turning into a colorful balloon and suddenly exploding in my ears.

Almost escaped. He ran very far and no one chased him. Is he just teasing me? I wanted to embarrass him, but in the end I was the one who was embarrassed. A person was wandering aimlessly, taking turns in the streets and alleys, not knowing where he was. It started to rain, not densely, but in small drops, hitting my face and shoulders.
Cool.

Suddenly I wanted to look back, and I saw him standing not far behind me. With a smile on his face. The air is filled with the familiar atmosphere of the campus. It was like going back to the day of our separation two years ago. We were standing there just like we are now, separating each other into two different worlds.

Four

We went to the city where the university was located on a weekend.

Just like when we were in college, he rode his bike through the city with me. That square, that corridor, those vines, nothing has changed. We met here on Mid-Autumn Night three years ago, along with Ah Hang. At that time, Ahang had been pursuing me for two years. In front of him, I was always a naughty child. I would not give in to him in anything and would not even give him a chance.

I still remember that day, the wind was light and the clouds were thin. I sat on a stone bench in the corridor, swinging my legs, and told him about my love for Yongqing. He said nothing, with a stern face, and walked away. As I was walking, he came back and sat down next to me without saying a word. For some reason, his expression at that time made people feel a little painful, like a wounded child. I was so hard-hearted at that time that I couldn't feel the pain in my heart.

Yongqing held my little finger, walked under the moon, and called me softly: Weiwei, do you believe in fate?

I looked up at him, he was so tall.

"Weiwei, I have dreamed countless times that I am here. I dreamed that those entwined vines fell down one after another, climbed up my limbs and entangled me. I kept climbing up along the invisible support. I felt like I had reached the top.
Then he took a leap. I always feel scared after waking up, and I don’t know what this dream means. Until I saw you in the company, I believed it was fate that we would be entangled together for the rest of our lives. ”

"Do you believe it?" He stopped and looked at me.

"Believe!" I wanted to say, I have been having the same dream and it has never stopped.

"If I were given a second chance, I would definitely not go to Shanghai. I would rather stay here with you until the end of my life." He said seriously.

"If all the ifs were true, if we had never met, we wouldn't be standing here now."
Instead of believing in fate, it is better to believe in love. The true love is the one that can accompany each other until old age.

five

Yeats said: All that is beautiful must eventually float away.

The same was true of our love. This happened half a year later. The so-called warmth of love only warmed each other for half a year. Most men are promiscuous, and Yongqing is no exception. He is just a human being, and I don't despise him. After all, I helped him get rid of a dream that had been haunting him for two years. When he woke up, everything was back to normal.

I was promoted to department manager. Although I have not been in the company long, my performance is obvious to all. I am the best and only candidate. These are Mr. Ju’s original words. At this moment, my grandfather, who loved me a hundred times, passed away, and I rushed back regardless of everything. My mother said that my grandfather passed away on a crane, and that relatives should not be sad when someone passes away at that age.

Three days later, I returned to Shanghai. On the way to the company, I received a call from Amy, who asked about my situation with concern.
I told her I was already in Shanghai. She held a birthday party at her residence and invited me to join her. So she went to the department store and bought the bracelet she had always wanted. The doorbell rang and Amy was in her pajamas.

"Come in!" Amy hugged me and sat down on the sofa.

"Isn't it a birthday party? Why is there no one here?" I noticed there was a cake in the living room.
Champagne. It's like preparing for a candlelight dinner. I don't understand.

"It's going to be night, so I asked you to come over and help take care of it."

"Happy birthday! I remember you said you liked it, so I'll give it to you as a birthday present." I took out the bracelet from my bag and wanted to put it on her, but I noticed that she was already wearing the same one on her wrist. "No way, you already have it?"

"Thank you! My boyfriend gave it to me. It's okay, we make a perfect match!"

Flipping through a magazine casually, "When did you get a boyfriend? Why haven't you mentioned him before? Do I know him?"

"Yes, you'll know when you come."

As he was speaking, the doorbell rang. She ran to open the door.

The door opened and a big bouquet of roses appeared. A sweet kiss and a "Happy Birthday!" I smiled silly. But the smile froze on my face and I stood up suddenly. The name that I had called countless times, I couldn't say it out loud now. My stomach was churning and I almost fainted.

This man whom I once loved deeply, and this friend whom I once cared about, betrayed me together.
"Weiwei!" The trembling voice woke me up. It was this word "Weiwei" that called me into the love he had woven, a love that could not be more hasty.

I picked up the bracelet on the table and stood in front of Amy. She looked provocative. I smiled bitterly in my heart: "Did you call me here just to let me see such a scene? You don't have to. I won't compete with you for such a man.
He is just right for you! I think this bracelet is redundant. If you don't like it, you can throw it away. It would be better if I threw it for you! "He raised his hand and threw it into the trash can at his feet.

Along the way, I stumbled and bumped into things and bruised my feet. My proud self-esteem was still there just now, but now it and my heart are shattered. I have not experienced these things, and I didn't know there is betrayal in this world.

I returned to the company and knocked on Mr. Ju’s door. Another seven-day vacation. Mr. Ju is an old man over fifty years old and very kind. He told me that my grandfather was old, and relatives shouldn’t be sad when someone passes away at this age. Why are his words the same as what my mother said? When I turned to leave, he stopped me and said, "He Wei, I hope you don't take this promotion to heart. You know I have always admired you. This time it was entirely Mr. Qi's idea. It doesn't matter.
Keep up the good work! ”

"Promotion? Mr. Qi?" I thought I had heard it wrong.

"Yes, he was the one who promoted Amy. After all, I am about to retire and can't make the decisions anymore. I will rely on you young people in the future."

I was completely numb.

six

Seven days later, the old man sitting in this seat has retired and was replaced by Mr. Qi. I handed in my resignation, but he disagreed and explained what happened between him and Amy: "I'm sorry! I didn't know you would go that day.
I didn't even know that Amy would carefully arrange a scene for you to watch. I didn't expect it. I really don't want to. I promoted her.
Just gave her what she wanted, and you said you didn't care about it. The one I love is always you. ”

"I should be thanking her. Without her, how could I understand what you mean by 'always'?"

I returned to the office and packed some personal things. There was a box of Haagen-Dazs on the table. I asked my colleagues and they said Amy treated me. I threw it into the paper basket and left amid everyone's astonished gaze. I began to miss that kind old man. He was the only sincere one here.

The month of August still has the restless atmosphere of summer, but the sky is much bluer. Xiaoqiu has settled down in Shanghai. Her husband is a businessman and they own a house and a car. I am very happy for her. After all, she is no longer the little girl who foolishly gave everything to a married man two years ago. When she knew we had reconciled and broken up again, she just sighed and couldn't say a word of comfort. She also knows that since this love can only result in a sigh in the end, I don't need any comfort.

This month I have traveled almost all over Shanghai, this city that has left a deep impression on me. In the end, all I want is to inject its breath into my bones and then forget it.

The moonlight is bright as I walk alone on the Bund. Dreamlike fireworks rise on the beach. I cry every time I watch them. I feel that is me, the exact me.

The cell phone rang. It was a text message from Ah Hang: My longing for you is like the full moon, which dims in brightness every night.

"Walking through a long string of the past is like watching a fireworks show, gorgeous, confusing, dazzling, and short-lived. It has gone far away before I have time to sigh." In September, I was hurt by love in the noisy city. I took off my tired high heels and walked alone in the midnight, leaving the prosperity of the entire city behind.
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