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In September, we went to drink a bowl of sesame paste

In September, we went to drink a bowl of sesame paste

By Almalika AshshakurPublished 11 months ago 6 min read
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Food is a net, expanding its territory. In this net, sesame paste will undoubtedly be listed as the most primitive food, but it is also the most fashionable, because it has the most diners and the highest loyalty of diners.

They were two of them.

It was a time when material life and spiritual life were quite scarce. However, the poor soil does not prevent the seeds of their love from bursting out of the soil and budding. A new film is on at the cinema. He asked her to see it. It was the first time he'd ever asked her out and the first time she'd ever been asked out. Perhaps out of novelty, perhaps out of the simplicity of the age, they all went early.

On the second bench on the east side of the square, they arrived at about the same time. Two hours before the movie starts, they decide to walk around. The square is not large, but very lively, a few osmanthus trees around the flower bed, refreshing osmanthus, they were talking excitedly, only happy, and later according to his memory, but can not remember what they said that day.

They walked around the flowerbed in the center of the square for an unknown number of times until she said she was hungry and wanted a bowl of sesame paste. The small shop selling sesame paste was right next to the cinema, and they took a seat near the door, which was her idea: so that they could drink sesame paste and smell the fragrance of osmanthus flowers in the square. He still remembers that when she said this, the bridge of her warped nose was slightly closed, and her eyes were like a lake with waves, full of deep feeling.

Small pottery spoon, with emerald green pattern, a satiny hand picked it up. She picked up the bowl to sniff said, smell, both sesame flavor, and osmanthus fragrance, the owner of this store is really too will site! The boss is really good at business, a bowl full of paste, sweet enough, but also thick enough, they only drink the spoon and bowl are showing their true colors.

He's still grateful for that movie, because it was a war movie, and a shell was coming from the screen toward the camera, and he grabbed her hand, telling her not to be afraid. He held his hand very weakly, his heart was shaken, and the release of emotion was more violent than the explosion of the cannon ball. She did not avoid as he imagined, he was a little more pleased, has already forgotten the plot, only found that her hands sweaty that day, may be attributed to the bowl of sesame paste, because on the way to send her home, he subconsciously smelled, um, there is a faint osmanthus fragrance, but also a thick sesame paste incense.

The war film they watched was later played over and over again on television, and he vowed to watch it from beginning to end to make up for his negligence that day, and every time he was distracted. In retrospect, the film is still so incomplete. Later, he often faced mushy things to look at God, such as fast cooking porridge, meat grinder exports in the market, the picture of debris flow on TV...

So, every week, they go to see a movie, even if there is no new movie, probably because they can hold each other's hands in the dark theater, until he sent her to the door of the moment, only reluctantly part; It may also be in order to drink a bowl of sesame paste, their interest was so good that he often encouraged her to have another bowl, she would shake her head nine times out of ten, and he deeply understood at this moment that this did not mean that she refused to his other requirements. The next September, in the small shop selling sesame paste, he proposed to her, she did not refuse, just as that day in the dark cinema, he secretly kissed her, she did not dodge.

In the 12 months of the year, they feel that September is always very short, because the fragrant sesame paste mixed with osmanthus has not been drunk, the osmanthus flower period has passed. He has always been a creative person, in order to make up for the lack of sweet osmanthus fragrance of sesame paste, he would pick a lot of osmanthus flowers every September, and then dry and collect them, and then, every time he drank sesame paste, he would magically sprinkle a few pieces in her bowl, so that she could be surprised to drink satisfied every time.

This love road, they have been walking until the 20th year, that September, a girl disrupted their lives. The girl used to be his student and pursued him like crazy, asking him out every weekend, but he always refused. Although he refused, but his heart was disturbed, gradually a little absent-minded, often inexplicable daze, she seemed to see the way, because he had not taken her to drink sesame paste in the small shop next to the cinema for a long time. However, she did not ask too much, for him, she is so trusted.

Another weekend, the girl asked him again, he hesitated again and again, and finally did not refuse. At 6 p.m., he went to the cafe according to the place the girl said. Under the ambiguous light, the girl ordered a large number of colorful ice porridge, ice porridge with two spoons, he did not dare to look at the girl's eyes, just roughly scanned the people in the cafe: Men and women of all colors, each holding a small plastic bowl as thin as a cicada's wings, then the men scoop colorful ice and fruit pulp into each other's mouths by the spoonful, and then occasionally let out the ladies' giggles. His face flushed. That day, he did not scoop up the ice porridge to feed the girl, his face is more than the fire burning hot, in order to suppress the fire burning embarrassment, he ate five servings of ice porridge. The girl was overjoyed, thinking he was satisfied with the ice porridge he had ordered. The girl asked him bluntly, people say that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first capture the man's stomach. Are you surrendering to me by eating my five ice gruel in a row?

She giggled like the other ladies in the cafe, and he symbolically manipulated his facial muscles into a laughing gesture. Where does the girl know, at this moment, his forehead has oozed a little bean big sweat grain.

That night, as soon as he got home, he fell asleep, tossing and turning in the middle of the night. In the dream, he was covered with something heavy in his eyes, and there were swamps under his feet. He struggled for a long time and could not get away. He reached out to wipe something on his eyes, and it flowed into his mouth.

Wake up, he had a high fever of 40 degrees, the eyes are full of tears, on the forehead, beside her as a wife, she applied a cool towel for him, her sweaty hands also kept touching his cheek, he burst into tears, want to say what, but she covered her mouth, she said to him with concern, you stray into the youth debris flow, is I save you on the shore...

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