just passing by you

Chapter 27 Palm Lines (1)

Neither he nor she could tell how it all started.It seems that when he was young, a lot of people gathered around to read palmistry. The "psychologist" said that he had signs of rising to the top and flourishing, but in love, he needs to find an ordinary woman who is willing to sacrifice to complement him, otherwise he may be a great weapon. impossible.The lines on her palms are clean and clear, without any branches, so the "photographer" said solemnly that she has helped her husband in this life, and she has no achievements, but she will be a good housewife who cares for her husband and raises her children.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.Amidst the ambiguous laughter from the group, they raised their heads inadvertently, and the moment their eyes collided, both of them engraved the person opposite into their hearts.

At that time, they were only fifteen or sixteen years old, and their love pox had just started, but they also loved purely and persistently.So even though he was admitted to a key high school, she was forced to drop out of school because of her family background, but in the past three years, she was still sincere, and she would have endless things to say to each other every time they met.Even after he went to Shanghai to study at university, he said goodbye to her at the station, and lovingly scratched the tip of her nose, saying that you were destined to be a helper, so you are not allowed to get off the bus halfway!She firmly remembers every word in her heart, and weaves the overflowing feelings into fine wool, puts them into delicate insoles, and embeds them on the weekly letter paper.Also, in the remittance secretly sent to him without telling his family.But in the end, she was still no match for the obstacles of her parents and relatives, saying that she was too stupid to waste her good youth on a person with wings, and she didn't want to think about how a humble junior high school student could be worthy of a prosperous talent ?

She resisted desperately at first, thinking that it was clearly written in the palm lines, they were destined to be inseparable from each other, such a gap was nothing.As long as, as long as they love each other.Later, her mother received her monthly salary in advance privately, and introduced a pretty good guy to her. In her heart, in the days when there was no news from him, the guy who wanted to fly out to find him Put away your dreams, and live a practical and secure life in front of you.

Two years later, he graduated from university and found an unsatisfactory job in Shanghai.When I came back to visit relatives during the holidays, I ran into her as a cashier in the supermarket.In the noisy crowd, the two touched another happy heart in an instant, just like when they knew the secret in their palms many years ago.It was she who ran over desperately first, hugged him, and cried loudly in front of many colleagues. Only then did he pick up the love that had cooled down and ignite it with the passion that had just been collided.

Finally, as arranged in the palm lines, she and him had a small and warm home in a faraway land.He only takes care of his job every day, everything at home, even when he should change his underwear, when he should trim his nails, and when he should polish his leather shoes, he doesn't need to worry about the slightest bit.With her, the house will always be bright and clean, tidy and fresh.When he goes out to work, he will always be methodical and undisturbed.Such devotion to work every day made him quickly entrusted with important tasks in a company that was not very satisfactory.After getting the news of the promotion, he dragged her around the busiest commercial street in Shanghai and asked her to pick out some clothes he liked.But in the end, he bought what he needed, and he felt guilty, but she only smiled and comforted him: I don’t go out to work, and I don’t need to dress so well, as long as you can work hard, it will be my greatest happiness.

They lived like this day by day.Occasionally, when she goes shopping for vegetables and sees a Shanghai man with a happy face on the street, cooking for his wife at home, she will slightly squint her eyes, imagining that she has such a man who is willing to work hard for daily necessities.And, at the company's party, when he saw his colleagues talking about elegant and noble wives, he would also think that if he married a woman who matched his level, maybe he would not be lonely at the party, and he would not need him alone in life People work so hard.But it's just thinking about it this way, the belief of striving for the imagined happiness, let him and her do their own work, but they ignore the strangeness and alienation brought by the gap.

Many years later, he succeeded in realizing his dream of becoming a successful person.And she, in the house that grew from small to large, lost her appearance.At the class reunion in middle school, they met the "looker" again, reading palms among the laughing crowd.The fate of many people is completely opposite to what he judged based on the palm lines.Including, him and her.Years of housekeeping made her clear and organized lines become messy.It was him who, under her meticulous care, maintained his hands more and more moist.The physiognomist pointed to her hand and said, you must have a husband who is as comfortable as you with living a common life.And he also has a noble lady with similar interests and a heart-to-heart.Others still only treated it as a joke, but at almost the same moment, he and she felt a slight pain in their hearts.

But he finally didn't tell her that in his first year at university, he had written such a sensible letter, analyzing the differences between them one by one, but he only learned of such a letter on the day of his marriage. The letter was burned by her mother before it was opened.And she never told him that what she had been longing for all along was not a "helper", but the love of ordinary people for a lifetime.

But no one expected that a joke, a love affair collided in the ambiguous laughter of the crowd, finally made the two hearts, so lonely, walk through the beginning of passion, a life that shouldn't be hand in hand.

Love is like the foam of beer.

He lives across from her.But separated by a wide road with turbulent traffic, they seem to be separated by thousands of miles, and they can't find a bridge leading to each other, nor can they find a dot of intersection and symbiosis.They occasionally look at each other, but what they see in their eyes is only the towering building on the opposite side. As for the lonely person leaning against the window in the tall building, it is just a dark flower on the gorgeous clothes. It's just in the dark, each other, invisible.

But they have the chance to meet often.They work together in a 30-story building, she is on the 15th floor, and he is on the 16th floor.There are 30 steps on each flight of stairs, but they rarely meet at the top of the stairs.Because they belong to different companies.She goes to hand in the report every day, and she has to take the elevator and go down.And he reports to his boss every day and wants to go up.For a year, they were strangers to each other.Every day when she came to work, at the elevator door, she would see a man with a clean face, staring intently at the numbers on the elevator that were descending or ascending.And if he got off work on time, he would also see a woman with an indifferent expression, in the small and closed elevator, with her head slightly raised, watching the red numbers descending one by one.

For lunch, without exception, they will call and order takeaway.If a takeaway shop happened to be called at the same time, the delivery lady with a sweet smile would, after delivering it to her, climb up [-] steps and hand over another boxed lunch to him.If they were careful with each other, they might smell the aroma of his favorite fried eggs from their meals, or the elegance of the celery lily she was obsessed with.But they often look at the computer while eating, or answer one phone call after another.They don't have time to sit down and enjoy a lunch quietly, even if they savor the fragrance of rice when they enter the mouth.The nine-to-five life makes them feel like a snail with a heavy load in this bustling city. They have no mood except to lower their heads and rush on the road. , Take a look at the stream splashing with waves.

If there was no reception held by the two companies because of a common theme, perhaps they would never have stayed for a moment for each other.It was that reception that made them sit together.The people at the table were all strangers, so in order to break the embarrassment of the silence, when he picked up a piece of sashimi, he smiled at her and said: What do you usually do after get off work?Then she turned her face, looked at this gentle man, and said with a faint smile: Sometimes she likes to go to a coffee bar called "Listen to the Rain in front of the Steps", sit for a while, drink a cup of coffee, and read a book; but Most of the time, I like to be at home, listening to music and surfing the Internet.For the first time, he discovered that this woman he often met had a charming smile.At least, at that moment, he thought she was beautiful. When she spoke, she tilted her head slightly, her clear eyes, curly long hair, and face with light makeup. Because she drank a little wine, a little bit of drunkenness floated up. Let him have a momentary trance, it seems that all this is just a gorgeous dream.

He really wanted to keep this dream alive.For the first time, he threw away his usual reserve and pride, raised a glass of wine, and said: Thank you for this reception, let us meet here, and have such a pleasant chat.She froze for a moment, turned her head and saw a fire burning in his eyes, almost audible, the tongues of fire were entwined, and he was screaming passionately and happily.Her heart was taken away by an invisible hand, such a powerful hand that she had no time to resist.She heard him say: When you are free, when I ask you to go to the front of the steps to listen to the rain, remember to appreciate it. I am looking forward to sharing such a leisurely time with you.Her head, gently, nods down.

After returning home, she slept until noon, only to wake up drowsily, seeing the things thrown on the ground, remembering that at the banquet last night, she seemed to have drank a lot of wine, such a long dream, did not let the wine, After dispelling it, the flames burned even more intensely, making her no longer even have the strength to dodge.She finally knew that she fell in love with this man with bewitching eyes.

Two days later, we met again in the company's building.She worked up her courage, stepped forward and said: Hi, good morning.She thought he would cast the same warm eyes over him.However, there was nothing, he just nodded indifferently as if he was greeting his subordinates just now.In his indifference, she turned around, withdrew from the queue waiting for the elevator, and quietly walked up the stairs opposite.She climbed to the 16th floor step by step, and when she walked to the door of the office and took out the key, she realized that there was an extra floor.Turning around and going back, I saw him coming from the other end of the long corridor from a distance.Instinctively, she wanted to escape, but found that he was one step ahead, pushing the door and entering the cubicle closest to her.At that moment, she lost the desire to escape instead, and let her feet, coldly, step by step, walk down the stairs and enter her safe shell.

Since then, they still have many chances to meet each other, pass by each other, or see each other's clothes drying on the opposite side in the high-rise rented building.But there is no chance to be as drunk as that night.He didn't ask her to listen to the rain before the steps, drink a cup of coffee, and read a picture book as he said.And she, in the day-to-day waiting, finally lost her patience, and forcibly deleted the night that was in her heart and refused to retreat.

(End of this chapter)