He drifted back to the night he was drunk, she dressed up as a car child naughty sitting in the driver’s seat to pick himself up. At that time, she had a gorgeous smile, just like the eye blossoms in the dark night.
How he wanted to keep that splendor in his life forever, but …
Now, he thought, all that can live long is the memory …
“Back to my place first?” Buckle up, he asked in a low voice. Trying to collect the tumultuous emotions in his heart. She nodded gently and said ‘yes’ in a rare, well-behaved manner.
Two people walked into the building side by side, but unfortunately the power was out at this moment. The elevator could not be used, so the two had to take the stairs. She was still very weak and was panting after a while. In the quiet, slightly dimly lit hallway, her breathing was unusually clear. neal Williams was content with this space, just the two of them, and he could take comfort in the fact that he was still in her world … …
“I’ll carry you.” Andrea Jones froze for a moment, and for a few moments she could only stare at the broad back, her heart tangled with various feelings.
Turning her face back to find her still dazed, Neal Williams laughed a little and urged her again, “Come on up. Hurry up!”
Secretly breathing a sigh of relief, she lightly lifted a step and bent down onto his back.
The temperature of each other, articulated together. Both men stiffened slightly at this moment, as if to mark the moment, and both were quiet for a moment. Until Neal Williams broke this silence: “Hold my neck, so you don’t fall.”
The voice is deep and resounds particularly well in the open space.
“… Oh.” Responding softly, she obediently opened her arms and wrapped them around his neck.
The first time I saw her, I was able to get to the bottom of her hair. Andrea Jones’ eyes could not help but heat up as she thought … many, many years later, she would never forget that there was a man who carried her upstairs step by step…. …
For a long time, you can only hear each other his footsteps, and the sound of each other’s breathing. Seems to be enjoying this moment, are reluctant, or rather, are not willing to break the rare tranquility of the moment.
“When do you plan to leave?” This time, it was Neal Williams who spoke first.
“… in five days.”
“… Hmm. I’ll have Marshall Johnson get your tickets ready.”
“No need.”
“Don’t say no to me.” Neal Williams’ voice was slightly astringent, and he paused for a moment before saying, “That’s all I can do for you.”
Heart a sour, she could not help environment arms, face pressed to the back of his neck. It was a while before she spoke softly: “Good …”
The sound, somewhat muffled.
However, the emotions of both people are so calm. After the boom, everything returned to the quiet, perhaps, this is life.
Andrea Jones can’t help but think of what her mother once warned her about, that life is always better in small ways than in big ones. If she hadn’t met Neal Williams and had married Lewis Brown, what would she be like now?
Andrea Jones didn’t bring anything with her here, except her own computer and the books she bought afterwards. These she had already organized in her suitcase.
However, looking through the closet, looking at the closet full of maternity clothes, and then touching her already flat belly, her heart still hurt with needles. The baby items that Bonnie Williams bought back from New York were taken out one by one, looked at them once, and put them away again carefully.
Sightline …
Touching the beautiful brocade box at the bottom of the cabinet, her eyes reddened slightly. Picked it up, dragged the luggage, and walked out of the room together.
Neal Williams was waiting at the door. When he saw her come out, he stood up straight and smiled reluctantly. She gave him a light smile in return.
“Is … all put away?” Glancing at the suitcase in her hand, Neal Williams asked astringently.
Would it be too fast to close? It doesn’t seem to take more than a few minutes …
“Well, nothing much, it’s been put away before.” She replied with a light smile, and before she said goodbye, her face was all quiet after a big storm.
With a deep-eyed look at her, Neal Williams wanted to say something, but, it seemed he didn’t know where to start. Only to nod, bend down and drag the suitcase in her hand, “… go.”
“By the way, this …” Andrea Jones spoke up.
He turned back around, slightly lowered his eyes, and saw the brocade box in her hand. It was the jade bracelet that she had worn on her hand every day before.
“Return the item to its rightful owner.” Andrea Jones said bitterly, solemnly handing the box back.
A sour look crossed his eyes as Neal Williams reluctantly lifted his lips and raised his eyes to look at her, “That’s the second time you’ve tried to give it back to me.”
Neal Williams reached out and took the box, opening it and scanning it, “You’re not going to keep it around as a souvenir?”
She shook her head, “No …”
He nodded, “Yes, actually … there is nothing to remember.”
As if it was a very unimportant thing, he ‘snapped’ the lid heavily and tossed it far away from the sofa. The box arced through the air, Andrea Jones worried jaws, until she saw the box lying unharmed in the sofa seam, she was relieved.
“Let’s go.” Without another word to each other, Neal Williams had turned around and was the first to walk out of the apartment.
When she reached the foyer, Andrea Jones paused for a moment. But, surprisingly, no longer have the courage to look around the place.
From today, everything, it’s over …
Andrea Jones went back to the house Mom and Dad left behind and stayed in peace and quiet by herself. The next day, she got her ticket. Marshall Johnson didn’t stay long, but left without saying anything.
On the penultimate day before the trip, Andrea Jones emerged from the vegetable market wearing large empty-framed glasses, a wide T-shirt and pants, hair tied up high, carrying a large bag and looking casual and lazy. When she arrived at the entrance of the neighborhood, she saw a familiar car parked there. The windows were down, and she could see the person she was familiar with sitting in the back seat.
He just sat there flipping through the papers in his hand, serious and focused, and didn’t notice her presence.
Without much thought, she walked over. Flexing her fingers, she lightly knocked on the car door. He was still focused on the paperwork and didn’t look up immediately when Marshall Johnson in front of him called up, “Second youngest, it’s Miss Jones.”
He seemed to come back to his senses at this point and looked up at her from his papers. The sun shone through and there was a fine golden glint in his eyes.
“Is it bothering you?”
Neal Williams closed the papers and set them aside, “Of course not.”
The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public. Andrea Jones was embarrassed by his smile and ruffled her hair, saying, “I’ve been too busy lately, so … no one recognizes me anyway, so this is what I look like.”
He looked at her with deep eyes and smiled, his hands pocketed in his pockets, “… pretty good.”
As if he was afraid she wouldn’t believe him, he added solemnly, “Really!”
At least, there is already a lot more energy than before. Seeing such a her, he can also feel at ease to let her go to New York alone …
“Is it leaving the day after tomorrow?” Neal Williams asked.
“… is.” Time flies …
“Bonnie Williams and Klein Williams and the guys don’t even know you’re leaving yet, so if you want to get together with them, I can put you in touch.”
Andrea Jones shook her head, “No need.”
Neal Williams cocked his head at her, smiling, “Sometimes you’re actually quite heartless.”
Andrea Jones forced a smile and didn’t take him up on the subject again, just asked as if casually, “What are you doing here? Did you come here for something?”
“Well, something’s up.”
As he was speaking, not far away, Garret Miller’s voice rang out, “Hey! I’m here!”
Looking sideways, he saw Garret Miller standing across the street, waving at him and Marshall Johnson.
Looks like it’s waiting for Garret Miller …
Andrea Jones was the first to draw back her eyes and smiled, “If you have something to do, go ahead and get busy, I’ll go back too.”
Neal Williams looks deeply at her, and then, with a nod, “Good.”
Before she said goodbye, she said hello before turning around. The moment she turned around, her hand subconsciously clenched the various shopping bags in her hand.
“Andrea Jones!” behind her, Neal Williams spoke again, calling her to a halt. She took a deep breath, and another, before slowly folding back, her face replaced with a light smile again.
The sunlight, his look is also that light, “The day after tomorrow I happen to be on a business trip, so … can’t go to send you.”
“… well, that’s okay.”
Then, this moment … is their eternal goodbye …
He smiled faintly, pulled open the door and got into the car. The car, in the direction of Garret Miller slowly drove away. For a long, long time, she just froze in place, until the car completely disappeared, she felt cold on her face.
Goodbye Neal Williams!
Goodbye! Her once roaring love!
It wasn’t until he was no longer visible that Neal Williams’ eyes drew away from the rearview mirror. Without a word, he seemed to have a headache and closed his eyes.
Garret Miller sighed helplessly, “You guys are awkward! You tell her honestly that you came here for her, you just want to see her, to hear her voice, to say goodbye to her, what’s not to like? You had to bring me and Marshall Johnson over to put on this show for you.”
“You be quiet, I have a headache.” He frowned and rubbed his hand over his brow.
Garret Miller snorted and poked his chest with a long finger, “You hurt more here.”
Neal Williams slapped his hand away and ignored him no more. Just cast his eyes far out the window. Looking at the rapidly receding landscape, all that ran through his mind was the image of her.
At the annual meeting, under the fireworks on the roof of the building, is a timid and panicked but intoxicated her.
At the hot spring, when she fainted and was carried to bed by him, she was weak and feeble.
When she was engaged to Lewis Brown, she was forced by him to be a difficult and hesitant her.
When she withdrew from the marriage and ran into his arms, she was the bright and brave one.
Each one of her, overlapping in his mind, was torn apart again, causing severe pain in his brain. He closed his eyes again and tried to banish it all.
On the last day of the trip, Andrea Jones took an early morning bus ride to a suburban cemetery.
Today’s weather is a bit gloomy. The quiet cemetery looked even colder. She held fresh white chrysanthemums and walked towards her mother’s grave.
From a distance, I saw a number of white chrysanthemums placed on the lonely graveyard, all not yet wilted, but I could see that the freshness was not the same. It looks like someone comes here every day to see mom.
Without having to guess, Andrea Jones already knew who it was. Except for Uncle Jiang, there will not be a second person.
She smiled faintly, set aside the flowers she had brought over, and moved to place the others in the very center.
Gently stroking the photo on the tombstone, “Mom, you should no longer be angry with Uncle Jiang by now, right? Look, he comes to see you every day, he’s afraid you’ll be lonely …”