The Sweetness of the Seventies

He Tiantian has been sitting on the ground, in a daze, immersed in the pain of memories, unable to extricate herself.

"Aunt, why are you sitting on the ground?" Zhou Zhicheng sat and looked at his aunt He Tiantian who was sitting on the ground, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

He Tiantian woke up with a start and said: "I...I'm fine...I'm fine..." While talking, He Tiantian quietly put the recorder in the pocket of her coat.

Zhou Zhicheng helped his aunt He Tiantian to rest in the living room, poured a glass of water and said: "Aunt, drink a glass of water. If you feel uncomfortable, just say it and I will take you to the hospital."

"Maybe I didn't sleep well last night, but it's nothing serious. You are covered in sweat, go and wash up quickly." He Tiantian kept her head down as she spoke, not wanting Zhou Zhicheng to see her helpless and resentful expression. .

In this family, she is an outsider, and they will not turn to her at all.

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower. Aunt, if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me." Zhou Zhicheng grew up in his grandmother's house and was very close to his aunt He Tiantian.

After Zhou Zhicheng left, He Tiantian returned to her bedroom with trembling legs and listened to the words in the recorder again.

He Tiantian burst into tears, choked silently, kept sobbing, and could hardly breathe.

She has been like a clown all her life, living in lies carefully crafted by others.

Only now did she understand why she had not seen her parents, leaving them to die with eyes open and hatred.

Now she finally understands that her childhood sweetheart has not abandoned her.

Only now did she understand why the Qi family was harsh on others but "generous and tolerant" to her, a childless person with a foreign surname.

God, what a fool she is!

He Tiantian felt extremely guilty, and her eyes unknowingly fell on the dressing mirror beside the bed. The woman inside is no longer young, her skin is fair, but there are spots and wrinkles on her face. Those bright eyes are no longer as bright and clear as when they were young, and there are a few strands of white hair faintly appearing in the hair.

He Tiantian stretched out her hand to touch her face and murmured to herself: "I'm already old..."

After living in lies for so many years, she suddenly understood the truth of the matter. She hated herself and even more hated the Qi family who had deceived her.

He Tiantian felt like she was here, suffocated by lies, and there was a voice in her head, urging her to escape from this prison made of lies.

He Tiantian put the voice recorder in her bag and left the house.

My mind went blank, so I walked to the train station without realizing it, bought a ticket to Nanshi, and got on the train.

She wanted to visit her hometown, where her parents once lived, and look for memories of her childhood, because only that time and place had the most real experiences in her life, and it was also the happiest time in her life.

Nanshi is about four hours' drive from Huaishi. This is the speed of high-speed rail. In the past, it would have taken a day and a night.

He Tiantian sat in the car, lying on the small table in front of her, crying silently. The cell phone ringtone in the bag rang over and over again.

"Sister, your cell phone is ringing!" a middle-aged man next to him reminded him. He thought He Tiantian was asleep, so he reminded her loudly.

He Tiantian lowered her head and took out her mobile phone. When she saw the two dazzling words "husband" on the mobile phone, she suddenly felt extremely ridiculous and ridiculous. She did not answer the phone and turned off the phone...

When the middle-aged man next to him saw this, he saw that there was a conflict. He pretended not to notice and continued talking to the other person.

Looking at the black screen, the tightness in He Tiantian's chest lessened. No matter what, she would never forgive the Qi family.

The train arrived, and He Tiantian got off the train with the crowd and left the train station. Nanshi was already very different from what she remembered. It was more than ten years ago since I last came to Nanshi.

Standing in the crowded square, there are business people in a hurry, lovers discussing their itinerary intimately, people with their families sitting on newspapers and waiting for the bus, and elderly people, children and others holding small bowls and begging everywhere. Disabled people.

In this large square, you can also see all kinds of life. Some people do it to survive, and some people do it to live. But no matter who they are, no matter how hard or tired they are, they are still living in the real world.

He Tiantian used to think that she was relatively lucky, but now she found that she was the most miserable, like a shadow puppet, controlled by others, without freedom or self.

He Tiantian looked around and her eyes fell on the large LCD display hanging in the square. A host was interviewing the richest man in Jiangsu Province.

This person is Huo Yingjie. He Tiantian also knew him, or to be precise, he knew Huo Yingjie when he was young.

This man's appearance has not changed much. Time seems to have been very kind to him and has not left too much frost on his face. He has a heroic square face, thick black eyebrows, straight nose, and his eyes are still the same. Wisdom seems to be able to see through people's hearts, and an inadvertent smile can always warm people's hearts.

The death of her parents made her extremely sad. When she needed comfort the most, she received the rupture letter written by someone Qi Jianguo asked someone to imitate Huo Yingjie's handwriting. In her heart, she hated herself for being useless and Huo Yingjie for being unkind and unrighteous.

In that era, compared with life, feelings are even more insignificant and humble. She chose not to trust, chose to give up, and completely fell into the trap of lies.

After all these years, when she dreamed back at midnight, she still hated Huo Yingjie, hated his ruthlessness, hated him for breaking his oath and changing his mind when he saw something different.

Now she knew she was wrong.

Once you miss it, it will be lost forever!

Staggeringly, I walked out of the square, called a taxi, and said a place name in my hometown dialect that had changed: "Master, go to Big Elm Lane!"

The taxi driver was an old driver. From He Tiantian's local accent, he could tell that He Tiantian had been away from his hometown for many years.

"You haven't been back for many years, right? That Big Elm Lane is about to be demolished, and Huo Yingjie, the richest man in Jiangsu Province, wants to build a villa there." The taxi driver was very talkative, explaining the changes in Nanshi over the years while driving.

He Tiantian looked at the receding buildings, trees, and low-rise buildings in his memory, which were completely different and dizzying.

Even though He Tiantian didn't speak, the taxi driver was still very talkative.

Listening to the familiar local accent and looking at the different environments, the restless and resentful heart also calmed down.

"We're just ahead." The taxi driver said, "Big Elm Alley is most famous for the two big elm trees at the entrance. It is said that there are hundreds of them and they have been there since the Ming Dynasty. Now the big elm trees The alley is about to be demolished. When the local people negotiated the demolition, they specifically included these two trees in the negotiated contract. They said that these two trees have been hundreds of years old and have become fine. The local people in Fuyin can demolish them. , but these two trees cannot be cut down.”

The taxi turned a corner in front, and the two tall elm trees were as lush as ever and growing upwards.

When I was young, in the summer, many people would move their small dining tables under the trees to enjoy the shade while eating.

On weekdays, these two big elm trees are also the children’s favorite place to play. Little boys roll hoops and marbles under the tree; girls like to throw sandbags, hopscotch, and throw handkerchiefs.

In the evening, the adults came out to chat, brag to each other, and talk about the big stories. The East family has parents and the West family has shortcomings. It was very lively.

Unless it rains, there will be a lot of laughter and laughter under these two big elm trees.

"Sister, here we are, a total of twenty yuan." The taxi driver smiled, "Are these two elm trees bigger?"

He Tiantian nodded and said: "It's very big! Thank you!"

He Tiantian paid and got out of the car.

I walked under the big elm tree and looked up at the tall branches and leaves. The big elm tree was still a strong and vicissitudes of life, but the people were no longer the same people.

Things are different and people are different!

She now has a deeper understanding of this word!

He Tiantian entered the alley between two large elm trees. The alley was still as narrow and long, but the bluestones on the road were not as bright as before, and layers of dark green moss grew near the wall.

The people in my memory came and went, and the laughter and laughter disappeared. The families on both sides have moved out, leaving only dilapidated old houses and weeds on the ground.

He Tiantian's eyes were sour, and she looked around. The loneliness of Big Elm Lane, like her life, had lost its luster and vitality.

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