"Running, to me, is like a special ritual. A ritual that only a few people can share together."
Kou Kou gradually stopped.
From jogging to walking to adjust her breathing, she walked to the fence of the nearby tennis court. It was like going upstream along the long river of time, and the memories she once took for granted slowly emerged from the bottom of her heart.
The true sense of ritual is not something you only do once in your life.
It’s not about eating foie gras with silverware in a fancy restaurant, it’s not about walking out of the theater in your best evening gown and excitedly waiting for the tuxedo waiter with a little tail on his butt to bow down for you. Open the heavy door of the black Mercedes.
But do what you do every day solemnly, solemnly and seriously.
This young girl who likes to jump around and always has a smile on her face, her demeanor at the moment is solemn and almost simple or sacred.
Gu Weijing remembered reading Haruki Murakami’s article before.
Haruki Murakami is also a super enthusiast of running.
There are only three things that I treat most seriously and obsessively in my life. One is jazz, one is Fitzgerald, and the other is morning jogging every day in rainy weather.
He loves long-distance running quietly alone.
Murakami mentioned that running, for him, is a process of enlightenment and self-thinking, a person’s asceticism, and “the most effective metaphor for life.”
Gu Weijing didn’t know.
In Kou Kou’s mind, does running have a similar important meaning?
Some people go to bed with others like eating and drinking, but they never say love in their whole life.
There are also some people who talk about love every day, but are stubbornly unwilling to share their soul-touching music with the people closest to them, share the football field they often went to with their father when they were young, and share their first love. An apple tree planted together
It is the untouchable pure land in their hearts, the most secret private space behind layers of curtains.
He just felt it simply.
The feeling that Koko exudes is very similar to Haruki Murakami’s words, with a long-forgotten smell, tender nostalgia, and harsh pain.
As white as clear water, almost transparent, so light that it almost does not exist in the world.
The pink color on her body is not the color of her clothes, but the phantom light left by the setting sun passing through the transparent girl at sunset.
"There is also such a small venue surrounded by barbed wire in the municipal park. It was once a gateball court built for the elderly. It has been abandoned for many years. My mother used to use the pillars there to press her legs. ”
She walked to the edge of the tennis court and did not press her legs. Instead, she put her fingers between the elastic wire fences, leaned forward, and passed the tip of her pink nose through the gaps in the wire fences. There were waves of light flowing in his eyes.
"Gu Weijing, do you know?"
"Every time we finish running, she looks at me eating chicken chop rice. When he said that I would grow up quickly and be beautiful, just like the magic in fairy tales. "
Kou Kou turned to look at Gu Weijing, "At that moment I will believe that she was really awake to me and the whole world in those few seconds, just like in a fairy tale. Like magic. "
Gu Weijing nodded very gently.
"Will you always run with me?"
A few seconds later.
Gu Weijing shook his head.
It is really cruel that he chose to withdraw coldly just after sharing such precious feelings with you.
Cruel.
Gu Weijing felt in his heart that his behavior was worthy of being dragged down with a guillotine.
But he thought carefully for a few seconds. , resisted the temptation and didn’t say, “If it’s just running, it doesn’t matter. ", "I have to get my girlfriend's consent first. "These bastard words.
It's just running.
Don't lie to yourself.
This is not the same concept as a birthday party.
Gu Weijing would be happy. Sakai Katsuko dressed up beautifully every day and went out with Kosatsu Taro. When she came back with a flushed face, she told him, "Yeah, Dalang, don't think about it. We are just going for a run." . ”
He is not the kind of chauvinist who forbids his girlfriend to have personal interactions with all members of the opposite sex.
But this kind of ambiguous temperament is explosive.
Gu Weijing knows that it is difficult for him to bear it, let alone be happy.
Since he can't bear it himself, he can't ask Miss Sakai to endure it.
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It’s not all about Shengzi’s feelings.
Who wouldn’t like a cute girl like Kou Kou?
He knows very well. If we keep running together, we will only run further and further, sliding inexorably towards the edge of the boundary.
He has gone too far in a field that should not belong to him.
If you don't leave, it will only hurt Kou Kou even more.
Gu Weijing thinks he is going too far, but if he doesn't explain everything clearly, it will only hurt him. Trying to enjoy this ambiguous atmosphere.
He felt that he was going too far.
He didn't look down on such a cowardly self at all.
He opened his mouth and said "no". , which requires more courage than muddle along.
Koko didn’t say anything.
She just turned her head back with sad eyes.
A moment later.
A soft song sounded beside the small stadium.
"Idnight, notaundfrotheavent midnight, the streets were silent"
"hastheoonostherory. Has the moon lost its memory?"
"sheissigaone only smiles alone"
"under theight light"
"theithereavesectatyfeet my feet are piled with dead leaves"
"andthedbegstooan wind begins to sing its lament "
"ory, aaonetheoonight recalled, the lonely shadow under the moonlight, how beautiful the past was
""
Gu Weijing recalled it.
This song is very popular, and Mona is also an artistic girl who will invite him to her home to watch musicals and stage play CDs online.
It doesn’t take much effort for him to hear it. This is the episode of the most famous aria of the stage musical Cats, which broke box office records on Broadway and London's West End respectively.
It comes from the Sanskrit and Memoirs of the British poet Thomas Eliot. An eight-line poem inspired by oriental culture.
The main idea is that an old cat with great charm in the past is recalling the beauty of his past.
A song about the past under the moonlight. Song.
After raising the cat Mi.
Gu Weijing had serious doubts about it.
She recounted her memories. It shouldn't be about sad and self-pitying love.
It should be about the happy past of committing evil acts on the banks of the Yangon River, guarding cans in a fierce battle with Old Man Wu, and baring his teeth to scare the Chihuahua at the house of the lady in the canteen next door. .
This song once filled Gu Weijing’s heart with the smell of canned beef and the panicked shouts of dogs.
Now. The smell of cheese in the can and the noise of the poor Chihuahua next door gradually faded away in Gu Weijing's heart, and the powerful voice passed through his ears.
Koko's singing voice was so cold. , so pure, so sad.
The notes sung did not disappear.
But they seemed to be piled up at their feet, covering them layer by layer. .
Gu Weijing seemed to be swept over by invisible sea water, and his whole body was suspended in the peaceful ocean of singing, drifting, drifting, drifting into the distance.
He was also affected by the singing. Also present were the men and women who were playing in the tennis court.
The boy and girl, who looked like a couple, put down their rackets and looked over. They listened intently, letting the tennis balls bounce around their feet. times, and finally rolled into the bushes on the side.
Gu Weijing didn’t know whether it was herself or her mother. He didn't ask.
Until Kou Kou finished singing this short song adapted from the eight-line poem, the power of the voice still pressed down on him coldly, making him unable to speak. < /p>
The entire tennis court seemed to be frozen by her voice.
"Gu Weijing, you have something to say to me today, right?" Kou Kou suddenly asked.
Gu Weijing nodded.
"Do you have to say it?" Kou Kou suddenly asked. Kou asked.
Gu Weijing continued to nod.
“But I don’t want to hear it at all. "
Koko raised the corners of her mouth, as bright as the moonlight.
She smiled again, and a lively and vivid expression suddenly appeared on her cheeks again, like flowers blooming together. In full bloom.
Not only the boys are excited.
The girls on the tennis court are also looking at it with a smile. He walked in through the small iron gate, gently put his arm on the girl's shoulder, and whispered a few words to the other person.
The two of them whispered and joked in a way that no one else could hear. >The girl bumped Kou Kou with her shoulder and pointed her finger in Gu Weijing's direction with a sweet smile. Kou Kou poked the girl's face with her finger.
Another burst of laughter was like a silver bell.
"Let my sister use the venue," Kou Kou requested, "Let me pay for it. "
"It's okay, it's okay. I've paid and I can treat Miss Kou Kou to play. It's something worth showing off on S." "The girl seemed determined to treat her.
He trotted over and swiped a few times on the card machine on the side.
Dulwich's tennis courts are extra.
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There is no distinction between indoor and outdoor training.
The venue fee for ordinary students is 120,000 kyats per hour.
That translates to about fifty or sixty US dollars, which is a personal trainer. If you play a lot, you can easily spend two to three thousand dollars a year.
This price is comparable to Bangkok. It's a lower-middle-class hotel, and it's a student-friendly price. It's certainly super expensive in Yangon, but most of the families of Dulwich students are from the upper class and can afford it.
The venue is in short supply. .
You have to make reservations on your mobile phone for popular venues, and tennis elective courses are sold out as soon as they are put on the market every year.
Coco is indeed. Charming.
I asked for the venue in just a few words, and even the racket was left behind.
“Here, the lockers over there are connected at the top. Two, the one on the left is my password is 363, and the one on the right is his password is 812. I've renewed your subscription for two hours, have fun. Just put the ball bag in it after playing, or just leave it outside. No one in the school should take it. "
The student girl hugged Kou Kou again.
"Let's go, Kou Kou wants to play here, you are not a light bulb, leave the racket to others, hurry up . ”
She looked at Gu Weijing outside the stadium’s barbed wire fence playfully, made a cheering gesture toward Kou Kou, then walked over and saw her girlfriend and Kou Kou hugging each other there. Hug, I don’t knowShould he find it so enjoyable that he would never leave, or should he feel that the frightened boy with chills on his back was dragged away unceremoniously.
Kou Kou held the tennis racket in one hand, stretched out a finger towards Gu Weijing, and gave him a hook.
"Hey, come here." The little heroine said in a commanding tone.
Gu Weijing did not move.
Kou Kou twitched the corner of her mouth.
"Let's make a bet."
When Gu Wei couldn't handle it, Kou Kou took the initiative to walk over and said through the barbed wire fence, "You are a boy, you should treat yourself Have confidence. Come here for a run every day, and after that, we’ll play a game of tennis together. If you win, I’ll listen to you.”
Koko’s tone softened. He asked pitifully, "I don't ask for anything else, just listen to what I have to say and we can continue running tomorrow, okay?"
Gu Weijing shook his head.
"I can sing to you," Kou Kou murmured softly.
"It's okay to ask your girlfriend."
Gu Weijing was so guilty that he couldn't stand it anymore. He wanted to run away and didn't want to look at Kou Kou's eyes. .
He felt in his heart that he was really the biggest fool in the world.
But he still stood firmly on the spot, like a puppet being manipulated on the stage, turning his head stiffly and stubbornly.
The wind blew, and the bent ears of wheat in the rice fields covered the ridges.
The light in Kou Kou’s eyes dimmed, and the clear luster disappeared from her rippled eyes.
Some words.
It’s not that you won’t listen if you want to.
She can run so fast that the opponent cannot catch up, she can work hard to win every ball game, and gain a small moment of companionship and happiness in her heart.
But she has lost some things.
If she loses, there is no way to win back. That is the verdict of her feelings.
Just like some people in the past, it doesn’t matter if she doesn’t want to break up, she doesn’t have to break up.
Gu Weijing said nothing.
The moment you can see his eyes.
She knew that the other party had actually finished everything he said.
Gu Weijing opened his mouth, trying in vain to apologize.
Words are pale.
Beyond pale words, Gu Weijing didn't know what he could do.
"You really like playing tennis with my boyfriend so much?" A cold voice sounded from his ears, and Gu Weijing was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat.
tf
His hands and feet were cold and his lips were dry.
It looks like the wife of the first wife who was sent home for ward rounds just caught the scumbag who was not knowingly hooking up with other girls while the wife was not at home.
He turned around in slow motion.
I saw a girl wearing a red knee-length pleated skirt and a red lily standing not far from him. Standing next to him was holding her hand and wearing high heels and sunglasses.The blonde aunt pushed it to her forehead.
The two people, one large and one small, looked at him coldly, and then rolled their eyes at the same time at a very high synchronization rate.
Even when Miss Katsuko rolls her eyes, she does so softly, innocently, and super cute.
But that’s not the point
The point is that Xiao Gu felt an overwhelming aura coming towards him, which made his lips tremble.
This moment.
Gu Weijing finally felt that Shengzi was really Mrs. Sakai’s daughter.
This is how Uncle Sakai felt when his wife caught him eating donuts.
It’s really scary
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