Knight of the Blue Lagoon (The Past of Tao v)

15. Tao (Tao’s Past i)......

Tang Jiahui looked at the shoe cabinet and said breathlessly:"Find me a pair of shoes to change.""

"Why are you here?"The teacher was surprised and opened the shoe cabinet.

Tang Jiahui took a look inside the shoe cabinet with joy on her face:"Can't I come?"

After saying that, Tang Jiahui hugged the teacher directly, as if seeing the lover she had been looking forward to for a long time. This hug made the teacher feel heavy. Tang Jiahui walked directly into the living room, saw the cup on the table, picked it up and took a sip. Teacher The suitcases were neatly arranged by the door.

Tang Jiahui looked at the teacher's residence. There was not much furniture in the living room, sofas, floor lamps, no TV, no coffee table, and a dining table at the other end. There was no decoration on the walls, and each room was decorated They are all very simple. The bay window in the living room is very large, giving a huge view, allowing the room to blend with the night, reflecting each other with the boiling wine in the body, making people drunk, the night is drunk, and people are drunk.

The teacher took out another crystal cup, come to the roof of the building together, put the wine glass on the protective low wall on the roof, and bathe in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Look how beautiful it is, isn't it?"

"Well, do you often watch the sunset alone like this?"

"Call me by my name, don't call me that, this is not a school."

Tang Jiahui nodded happily.

"The haze in the past few years made people lose hope, but today's sunset is so beautiful. Shouldn't we see such a beautiful scenery? Look at this world, every grass and thing, even half a brick lying next to the wall or a piece of grass in the gap, are all so beautiful. As long as you calm down and look at it from a different angle."After Dao Zhi finished speaking, he looked at Tang Jiahui. Her hair was scattered in the sunset, emitting golden light.

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Tang Jiahui nodded slightly, the wine made her full of passion

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"what's on your mind?"Tang Jiahui is also thinking about something.

"Nothing, what about you? Did you have a good holiday?"

"good very good."Tang Jiahui looked at Daozhi and took a long time to answer.

"What are you busy with during the holidays?"

"Organizing my novel."Daozhi looked for the changes after separation from Tang Jiahui's eyes.

"What's the name of the novel?"

"《Dusk Shadow Morning Dance》"

"When you finish sorting it out, be the first one to show it to me, okay?"

"OK!"Daozhi answered softly, thinking about how the future and the past could meet.

Daozhi looked at Tang Jiahui and saw a transformation

"Again."Daozhi's gaze aroused Tang Jiahui's possessiveness.

Afterwards, he became quiet again. Daozhi thought of the past scene and his ideals at that time. Tang Jiahui was also thinking about his past.

"How long have you been abroad?"Tang Jiahui suddenly asked

"10 years before and after"

"so long?"Tang Jiahui stroked his legs. They were strong and slender, and she could feel that he had walked a long way.

"It's been a long time, but my best 10 years were spent in that unfamiliar environment.

Tang Jiahui raised her head and said seriously:"I think now is your best time.""

What Tang Jiahui doesn't understand is that in Tao Zhi's current view, those 10 years are full of regrets. It is the regrets that make him sigh that that period was a kind of beauty.

"Maybe, every time is the best, as long as you live with your heart."

Daozhi knew very well what Tang Jiahui meant. Their meeting was the most beautiful. No matter how successful they were, the lack of love in life would always be shortcomings. The reason why Dao answered like this was because there were too many uncertainties in the world, and he had experienced too much Many things have been gained and lost. The more things I consider, the more careful I become in speaking.

"Many people don't want to come back. Why did you come?"

"why not?"This is a question that Daozhi often encountered in those years, and he was a little tired of answering it. When he first came back, he would still talk about his thoughts, and then Daozhi became more and more disdainful. Not everyone is worth talking to. Conversation is actually rare. Gradually, even this disdain disappears, and everything becomes normal. Everyone’s cognition is different, and their choices will not be the same. It is everyone’s responsibility to choose their own living environment. Freedom is beyond reproach and requires no explanation.

But for Tang Jiahui, Daozhi felt that he could talk about it, and asked:"Isn't it good here?"

"We are still a developing country, not as wealthy as foreign countries, and the environment is not as good."Tang Jiahui

"This is the case now. The quality of life in the West is generally better. Just because they are rich does not mean that we will be rich too. Even if we go there again after we get rich, Western society was not built by us after all. We are always guests. It’s okay if others welcome you, but what if they don’t? Some choose to go abroad because it is their right and their freedom. The West is not necessarily good for everyone. Zeng Jin’s dream is gone, and nationalism is on the rise everywhere. First-rate and second-rate people can only show their second-rate and third-rate value abroad. Now more and more of them choose China, and third-rate and fourth-rate talents will speak for the West. Sadly, there is still a type of superstitious people who are stupid, ignorant and have no bottom line."

"So are you considered first-rate or second-rate?"Tang Jiahui.

Daozhi thought seriously for a moment and sighed:"Me? Which category am I? Which category can't be said?"

【The content here is not idle and the paragraphs have been deleted.】...A sneaky bad boy. It's always good to be young. Only when you are young can you have dreams. Youth is infinitely beautiful." Daozhi stroked Tang Jiahui's belly, and then said

"For literature, isn’t the cultural environment abroad better?"Tang Jiahui

"Humanities pay attention to the soil, and the soil is your own nation. Only in your own soil can you take root, sprout, bloom and bear fruit." Daozhi explained.

As he talked, he fell asleep. In the middle of the night, the two of them suddenly woke up.

"hungry."Tang Jiahui

"what do you want to eat?"

"Will you cook it for me to eat?"Tang Jiahui smiled

"OK.

Daozhi got up and went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator:"Is there any pasta?" OK? Or rice?"

"Of course, pasta."Tang Jiahui followed to the kitchen. The kitchen was well-equipped and very tidy.

"Do you usually cook for yourself?"Tang Jiahui

"You can cook for yourself when you are not too busy, can you?"Daozhi believed that cooking could bring about the most essential happiness in life, so he put the noodles into the pot.

"Nope."Tang Jiahui looked at the kitchen carefully.

"Is there anything not to eat?"Daozhi took out the beef from the refrigerator.

"No"

"Do you like ketchup or black pepper?"Dao Zhi turned around and asked Tang Jiahui behind him.

After a while, it was brought up. On the large glass dining table, there were two huge plates. Under the light, they were white and shining. The red plate lay in the center of the plate, and two plates beside it. Broccoli is like red flowers with green leaves. The noodles can be so delicate and elegant. Even if you are not hungry, you will be hungry after seeing it.

Tang Jiahui went up to smell it and could see the aroma of hot tomatoes in the fragrance of parsley. It spirals up in the middle. The aroma enters the body and warms the heart. The night wine will stay drunk, and the body will be drunk and the heart will be even more drunk. This is no less than any restaurant. There are chopsticks on one side of the plate and a knife and fork on the other.

"Why are chopsticks and knives and forks together?"Tang Jiahui felt very strange.

"This is Western food, you should use a knife and fork, but we use chopsticks"

"So should I use chopsticks or a knife and fork?"Tang Jiahui became confused.

"Depending on what you like, you should use knives and forks for Western food."Daozhi picked up the knife and fork

"So if you use a knife and fork, why do you need to take out the chopsticks?"Tang Jiahui is still curious.

"How can we throw away tradition so easily?"

"Can I take a photo?"Tang Jiahui

"Of course, I made it for you."

The photos on the phone are as beautiful as paintings. Tang Jiahui sent the photos to Moments and added a few words below:"With meals like this and a delicious life, what else do you want in life?"Tang Jiahui looked at the picture. He was so particular about how a plate of noodles could be made so elegantly, unintentionally revealing his taste. Tang Jiahui looked at what Daozhi had done for her, which made her impeccable, very happy, and full of happiness.

"Who was the child in the photo on your phone that day?"Tang Jiahui

"Princess Jinwen, and Prince Louis."Daozhi replied with a smile.

"Find other people's children to drink and stop me."Tang Jiahui smiled

"Not someone else's child"

"Ha ha ha ha……"Tang Jiahui laughed.