Post-80s Siege

what do you love me for?

You are full of energy, you never have a gloomy look in your eyes, and your heart is full of hope. I love you just because you are you.

Just because I am me? So, let's fall in love!

Shanghai in June is like a steamer, the midday sun keeps the air still, and it seems that the faint heat from the asphalt road is rising a little bit. There is no wind, and everything around is still, the leaves, the clothes drying in the alley, the advertisements on the street lamps, and even the long hair of the girls in a hurry.

At the entrance of Super Brand Plaza in Pudong, there stood such a girl in the crowd, tall, thin, and casually dressed. Quiet and indifferent, in stark contrast to the rushing crowd around. She stood in the sun without an umbrella, and the strong ultraviolet rays shone on her fair skin.

In the shade, a man with a briefcase silently watched the girl, like a beautiful picture. She walks up and down from time to time, and sometimes fiddles with the straps of her big shoulder bag. Standing under the sun in this weather requires not only courage, but also physical strength. The man thought, if the girl continued to stand, she would suddenly collapse from heatstroke at some point, then he could rush over to save the beauty. A glimmer of pride and a kind of expectation flashed in the man's eyes, this kind of expectation is common to the eyes of all kinds of men and women living in Shanghai, that is - looking forward to an affair all the time.

The girl in front of her was so quiet that she shouldn't appear in this bustling city. Delicate and quiet, she seems familiar, like a female painter in a square in Europe in a movie. The man lit a cigarette and continued to appreciate it silently, when he suddenly heard a very vulgar and loud cell phone ringtone that could be heard very clearly around him. "Grandpa, your grandson is calling you! Grandpa, your grandson is calling you." The voice stopped after the girl pressed the answer button, followed by a Beijing-style voice, "Girl, how long have I been waiting?" It’s almost here. Ah? Arrived? Where? Alright, I see, hang up.” Then, in the eyes of the man, the girl rushed towards a shiny black car at a speed similar to that of Liu Xiang. After the door slammed, the long black hair disappeared, and the black BMW drove into the river of cars and slowly left the man's sight.

As if waking up from a dream, the man pinched out the cigarette and looked up at the scorching sun, as if awakened from a nap. Yes, here is always Shanghai, the most prosperous city in China, that girl... the man smiled, looked at his straight suit in the window glass of the shopping mall, and left silently.

The sun shone unscrupulously on the earth, and the road surface was scorched hot. In the dry and hot air, tall buildings and vehicles, the Huangpu River seems to be slowly conquered by the scorching sun, exuding the same heat. In the static heat wave, only the tired vehicles on the road and the gradually rising temperature of the Huangpu River are always using different energy. Speed forward.

At this moment, the owner of the car, to be precise, the driver is fiddling with his hair while waiting for a red light, a flawless face is reflected in the rearview mirror, and the thin voice permeates the spacious car like cotton candy. in space.

"Why are you in a hurry? How long will Coco wait for the luggage? It will take a long time to wait for domestic luggage at Pudong Airport, let alone international ones. Why don't you find a cool place to wait for a while, so you won't be afraid of heatstroke?" Yawen smiled. Looking at Su Wei who was sweating profusely.

"Hey, Yawen, Coco just asked us to pick up the plane. Didn't you say why you came back? I haven't seen an international student who can go back to China once every three months." Su Wei took out a pink oil-absorbing tissue from her bag, facing the mirror, Gently press an oil-absorbing tissue onto your nose.

"Baby, this fully shows that in the 21st century, more and more Chinese students studying abroad find that Shanghai is better than Sydney, so they spare no effort to contribute to the aviation industry."

"I always feel that there is something wrong with this girl. In the past, she only came back once every six months."