Basically, the weather in Guangzhou is very hot, sometimes even scorchingly hot. When my stomach feels a bit strange. When your stomach feels strange, it means you are definitely going to the toilet. It's really deadly. The feeling of stomach pain is like having thousands of horses galloping inside, and my expression is very distorted. But then my phone actually rings, I answer it, it's Awen, that beast.
"Rat, are you dead asleep?"
"Ah, you're just so good at picking times
What are you doing?"
"Horse, my poop is boiling."
"Oh, I see."
Then that beast whistles on the other end of the phone.
"Hey, are you crazy? I'm not having urgent need to urinate, why are you whistling!"
"I just want to let it all out in one go."
In this world, it's really hard to find another person as beastly as him. If I have to pick someone out, it would only be my other friend, Qi Hong. At that moment, I couldn't care less about what I was doing, I immediately organized a duo for them, naming it "The Two Beasts".
"Where were you just now? No one answered the phone, and your mobile was unreachable."
"Oh, I was out, my phone just ran out of power."
"Where did you go? Who did you go with?"
"I went out with her. Just Cheng Zhaohan!"
"What? Is she around?"
"At her place."
"I can't help but BS you, didn't you ask her if she wanted to come over to your place?"
"Why should I come here to tidy up the room?"
"Oh, of course you should ask her if she has any moral compass."
"Moral compass? Why ask that?"
"Rat, if she doesn't, then you could..."
I had the urge to hang up again. A very strong urge.
"Where did you go with her again?"
"Again? Why use the word 'again'?"
I didn't know how to say it. I forgot why I went to look for her, I forgot what I said, everything forgettable I've forgotten. I only remember one thing. Or rather, one image: the milk tea in her hand. When I sent her home for the second time, I remembered deeply, deeply... Thinking about the milk tea, thinking about that scene...
Basically, the weather in Guangzhou is very hot, sometimes it's scorchingly hot. Leaning on the balcony, looking at the vast night sky.
I realized that my brain function speeds up with rising temperature. Especially in such hot air. The cold wind on the road earlier, alternating with the heat, made me confused about what to think. I only knew that when I stood in that familiar place, I was still thinking of Li Zhiyuan. I was still thinking of her, even though the person beside me wasn't her.
It's so hot, the weather in Guangzhou is always much hotter than expected, especially since Li Zhiyuan left me.
This heat that makes people restless makes me involuntarily want to light a cigarette, letting it expand my lungs, fingers, and body. That airflow passes through my heart, penetrates my lungs, and then gets exhaled. Would it also expand my heart? I'm not sure.
On the way back home with Cheng Zhaohan, I kept looking at both sides of the road. Very focused, although being focused on something is good, being too focused has its risks.
I was too focused on the scenery on both sides, almost leading to an intimate encounter with a bus, if it weren't for her pulling me back.
I sent her back to her dormitory for the second time. Same night, I sent her upstairs again.
"It's late, better get some sleep."
"Um, thank you so much today."
She threw the milk tea cup into the trash can and smiled at me. I looked at her actions, not knowing what to say.
"There's something I don't know whether I should say or not."
She suddenly spoke, drawing my attention back to her.
"It's okay, you can say it."
"You seemed to be in a hurry just now."
She stared straight at me, almost exposing a crack in my soul.
"No, I wasn't in a hurry at all."
"But, you should know that you almost got into a car accident just now."
She felt like a policewoman, interrogating my crime.
"Do you know, that's very dangerous." She pouted and flicked her hair.
"I don't like people who don't watch out for cars while crossing the street, I don't know what you were thinking."
"I wasn't thinking about anything, I don't like that either."
I looked at her seriously, very seriously.
"But you didn't watch out for cars properly."
"That's because I hate people who don't watch out for cars while crossing the street so much."
She still pouted and flicked her hair.
"So whenever I see someone crossing the street without watching out for cars, I will chase after them to tell them that it's not acceptable."
She came over and tapped my head.
"You're good at making excuses,"
I touched my head, feeling quite innocent.
"That's not acceptable. You must admit your mistakes when you're wrong."
"Yes, I understand."
"Next time you shouldn't do that, understand?"
"Yes, I understand."
She smiled and nodded.
She looked at me, those eyes staring straight at me, making me feel awkward and unsure of what to say.
The atmosphere felt a bit tense. It seemed that any mistake could lead to uncontrollable events. I searched my mind but couldn't find any topics to converse about.
Seeing me like this, she seemed to be worried about my embarrassment and said, "You're really a good person, thank you so much."
She took a deep breath and smoothed her hair.
"It's getting late now, better go back and rest early."
I nodded and waved goodbye to her.
"Alright, see you later, sleep early."
"Um, you too."
Then I prepared to go downstairs, took a step, and she called me back.
"Remember to watch out for cars when crossing the street."
I smiled, nodded and waved. Then she turned around, and I went downstairs.
Basically, the weather in Guangzhou is very hot. Sometimes, it's scorchingly hot. Looking at the messy table with a restless mood.
This is quite a headache-inducing problem. I almost forgot that I am a college student. Being a college student isn't as enjoyable as imagined. For a history student, every day is busy.
Busy being bored. Yes, busy being bored. Basically, wandering around aimlessly, wasting my time. That's basically it. All required courses, elective courses, research, experiments, none of these matter. Just busy being bored, very busy. Busy to the point of chaos. However, there are always exceptions. As they say, formulas are rigid, but applications are flexible. There's something called midterm exams. Damn midterm exams.
I almost forgot that I am a college student, but damn midterm exams reminded me harshly. As a student in the history department, damn midterm and final exams cannot be ignored. Usually idle enough to drip water, it's for building strength. But if you ignore these exams, there are only two words to describe it—suicide. Yes, like someone with a twisted neck playing rock-paper-scissors. Suicide. So I look at my messy table with irritation, feeling a strange headache. Right now, I truly feel overwhelmed.
I need something to refresh me, otherwise, I might accidentally surrender to my messy table. So I put on my coat, grabbed my wallet, opened the door, and closed it. Exams are really a very headache-inducing thing, so I open the door again. Due to the headache, I almost forgot to bring my keys. If I forgot to bring my keys and went out like that, the following events wouldn't be described by just "headache".
When I arrived at Shihuiduo, I wandered around like Grandma Liu, capturing the food supply for my entire evening. With food, of course, I must also have some delicious drinks, so I headed to the beverage section. Just as I was about to grab my favorite Uni-President green tea, I vaguely sensed a killing aura coming from behind me at a 45-degree angle. It seemed like someone's gaze was fixedly staring at me. A gaze full of hostility. I didn't dare to take it lightly, enhancing my senses to the limit. Then I slowly turned my head, slowly. It stared at me, unblinking—Uni-President milk tea.
I looked down, at the green tea in my hand. It was looking at me with the eyes of a stray dog, as if sensing my intentions. I am a very persistent person, I always have been. The green tea I've persisted in drinking for six years, ever since I bought my first can of green tea for Li Zhiyuan. Persisting in drinking green tea that accompanied me, now I have no choice but to duel with that can of milk tea filled with killing intent.
"That is an expectation, an expectation for the future."
I heard Cheng Zhaohan's words again. How I wish to know the "taste of the future" she mentioned. However, I couldn't abandon my persistence, my persistence for green tea. Perhaps what I persist in isn't the taste of green tea, but the taste of memories. My memories with Li Zhiyuan.
So sour, so sour. I looked at the green tea, and also at the fresh milk. I raised my hand and waved at the green tea. The shopkeeper looked at me, his expression like looking at rare animals in the Muzha Zoo. Maybe I am a bit strange, maybe a bit.
"Being too persistent is a kind of suppression. If you suppress too much, you'll ignore other tastes."
I heard Cheng Zhaohan's words again. I left the green tea and walked to the side of the milk tea. I raised my hand and picked up a drink—green milk tea.
I still couldn't give up my persistence. I still couldn't ignore my memories with Li Zhiyuan. I want to taste, to taste the taste of the future. But when I reached out, what I took out was green milk tea. Between memories and the present, I couldn't make a decision. So I chose the flavor that combines both, the flavor at the intersection of the cross line, a flavor I have yet to know...
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