我爱了你那么多年他们叫我小妖精。

作者:曾雪寒人气:184更新:2021-07-14 17:26:05

 

  我还是我的时候 ,你还是不是你 。
  你给的致命曾经 ,让我毫不犹豫的一脚踩进遇见你的流年 。
  流苏般的十六岁被轻轻踏碎,惊醒了多少往事如烟。
  我们之间,原来仅一朵花开的时间。
  倘若一失去消息 ,就如沉船后静静的海面 。其实,也是静静的记得。
  长大,只是一瞬间的事。
  -----写在前面
  
  她低着头紧紧的攥紧拳头 ,捏着一手心的汗珠 。
  
  昏暗的灯光闪烁迷离,震耳欲聋的音乐像是要把墙壁都震碎般疯狂摇曳。他优雅的坐到她身边,下巴抬的高高的 ,似笑非笑。他伸手去抓她的手,她下意识的躲闪 。他的脸上迅速闪过一丝愠怒,瞬间恢复正常。他温柔的靠近她:“小木 ,牵下手也不让么?这都是正常的…… ”小木把手藏到身后,头低下一言不发。余光收尽眼底的画面早已让她羞红了脸 。此刻,她再也呆不下去 ,她起身欲逃。一只瘦弱有力的胳膊拉住了她:“到哪去? ”她倔强的挣扎 ,和他僵持着。
  
  斜对面沙发上,香艳的画面还在上演 。一男一女正紧紧拥抱着沉醉在热吻中 。激情之余,两人顺势倒了下去。女生的衣衫越来越凌乱 ,整个画面也越来越不堪。
  
  那一瞬间,小木突然很想呕吐 。
  
  他猛的松开手,冷冷的看着小木:“你看看别人 ,你什么时候能机灵点。你自己好好想想。”他走出去,门关上的瞬间,她看见门口梨花带泪的长发女生 。她心里跳跃着轻微而细碎的疼。
  
  过了一会 ,他和长发女生一进来坐在她边上。“想好了么?”他竟对长发女生的到来没有任何解释 。她不语。想好?什么叫想好?像对面躺着的那一对一样?“好吧,我想,我们还是比较适合做朋友。 ”他潇洒的开口打断她的胡思乱想 ,牵起长发女生的手,似乎还对她扬了扬,转身离去 。
  
  她的心 ,一点点薄凉。那彻骨的寒意 ,将心脏拉开一个大口子,风呼呼的往里吹,连带撕扯着心尖柔软的疼痛。
  
  走出KTV ,好朋友晶晶一副乖巧的模样:“咱们回学校吧 。”小木厌恶的把脸转向一边,淡淡的说:“还有一个扣子没扣 。”晶晶安之若素的“哦 ”了一声,轻巧的扣上了扣子。
  
  小木突然很绝望。
  
  这个平日里如此甜美乖巧的女生 ,竟当着自己面和陌生男子如此放荡 。并对自己没有任何解释。哪怕她说一句她很帅,哪怕她说我对他一见钟情。
  
  为什么 。明明和他认识那么多年,可是 ,说离开就真的离开。
  
  为什么。明明和她好的如胶似漆 。可竟发现她是个这么不检点的女生。
  
  是不是一定要这么残忍。
  
  是我突然不熟悉这个世界,还是这个世界我从来就没熟悉过 。原来,只有我透明的跟傻子一样。小木疲惫的想。
  
  小木开始疯狂的想念他 。从穿开裆裤一去玩耍到如今 。纵使回忆烧成灰 ,都残留着他的影子。如果你已经不是你,那么我变成另外一个我又有何不可。
  
  小木抓起衣服向外冲去 。晶晶在她身后喊道:“小木!你相信我么?”
  
  小木停在原地,沉默良久:“相信。”
  
  她出现在他家门口的时候 ,他玩味的笑了。
  
  “怎么 ,有事? ”他倚着门懒懒的说 。
  
  “嗯唔。”她从喉咙里发出两个模糊的音节。
  
  长发女生穿着松垮的睡衣出现在他身后,一脸敌意的盯着她 。她突然就感到很悲哀,谁能留住已经陌生的他。是你睡衣下的身体 ,还是其他若干个睡衣下的身体。
  
  她进屋,悲伤在脸上流转 。明明知道他已不是他,可还是挪不开步子。好吧 ,如你所愿。她以最快的速度褪去身上的衣服,一丝不挂的站在他面前 。他们愣了,随即笑了 。朗声大笑。笑声是一枚枚果子 ,挂在树上,被她十六岁的身体摇落下来,碎了一地的果肉汁水。她在巨大的羞辱中不见天日 ,她抑制住眼中的泪水:“她能做到的,我也能做到 。你,其实还是喜欢我的对不对?我们 ,认识那么久了……”他微笑着转过脸去抚摸长发女生的头发 ,从头发到脖颈,抚的那样细致。他轻轻的说:“对呢,认识了那么久 ,我连你的手都没有牵过……是你太迟钝,还是我太邪恶…… ”他修长的指尖轻轻掠过长发女生的肩膀,女生的睡衣顺势滑落。胴体一览无余 。
  
  小木突然有种眩晕的感觉。不知道是那饱满的身体与自己干瘪的身体的对比 ,还是他看她那贪恋的眼神。他走到小木跟前,拾起地上的衣服披在她身上,用他一贯温柔的语调讥诮的说:“小木呵 ,你还是什么都不懂 。”
  
  小木行尸走肉般穿好衣服,死灰般的心竟感到些许的轻松。是因为终于清醒?还是因为已无法挽留?
  
  第一次爱的人,面目还没有全非 ,却如同隔着汪洋大海。
  
  她转身,对他凄凉的莞尔一笑 。那是一种骤然悲伤到极至而又强颜欢笑的坚强。她转身。消失在他的视野中 。
  
  回到宿舍,晶晶的便条早已恭候多时 。
  
  亲爱的小木:
  
  总会出现那么一个人 ,瘦削而优雅的站在树下 ,一脸温婉如玉的笑容。他会对你说:“嘿,我想疼你呢。”
  
  宝贝,有些人 ,你永远不必等 。就像有些事,你永远不必知道。
  
  字条的末尾是歌词:如果你也听说
  
  会不会相信我
  
  对流言会附和
  
  还是你知道我还是我
  
  跌跌撞撞才明白了许多
  
  懂我的人就你一个
  
  想到你想起我
  
  胸口依然温热
  
  小木的眼泪哗啦啦打到纸上,墨迹蓦地晕开 ,模糊了双眼,模糊了疼痛。
  
  有时候,青春是场兵荒马乱的闹剧 。所有人都认为自己是最悲情的主角。到最后才发现 ,连配角都是自己。
  
  而那青春时的玩伴,再怎么臭名昭著,再怎么十恶不赦 ,她依旧会心疼你的心疼,明白你的明白 。就像自己,不也毫无条件的相信她了么。
  
  也许 ,有些事真的不必知道吧。
  
  谢谢我曾爱过你 ,像爱过一些真知道灼见,像爱过一些歪理邪说 。在写给他的最后的信的末尾,小木轻轻写下这行字 ,折叠起来。
  
  那个美丽的早晨,小木捏着信走在落叶飘零的小路上。看摇曳的落叶倔强的在空中翻卷摇摆,然后才心甘情愿的成为人们脚下那不经意的一声脆响 。那是一种有所坚持的美感 ,像爱情 。
  
  一个从小学到如今一直同班的男生迎面走来,那是个腼腆 、不爱说话的男生。男生漫不经心的问:“呀,送信呢 ,里面写的什么呀? ”
  
  小木没有责怪男生的不礼貌。她眯着眼睛迎着温暖的阳光,口齿清晰的说:“我爱了你那么多年 。 ”男生看着小木的侧脸,被阳光照的几乎透明的耳朵熠熠生辉。
  
  十七岁生日的时候 ,小木收到男生的礼物,竟是一只可爱的小兔子。
  
  小木说,你怎么知道我喜欢小兔子?
  
  男生眼中的柔情百转千回:”你爱吃苹果 ,你不喝隔夜的水 ,你喜欢紫色,你不吃辣的东西……”
  
  小木惊讶的看着他:“你……为什么? ”
  
  男生淡淡的说:“我爱了你那么多年 。”
  
  小木的心里渐渐薄凉。像是沐浴在清凉的水雾中。一滴滴的清凉从舌尖颤动到心尖,融化成一片湿热的浅浅湖泊 。
  
  啦啦啦啦 ,唱一首歌都是好的。哪怕没有人知道我快活的原因。
  
  长大,只是一瞬间的事 。

 

 

 

英译版本:

When I am still, you are still not you.

You gave the deadly, so that I didn't hesitate to step on the year of the year.
The sixteen year of the stream was gently crushed and woke much about the past.
We have the time to open between only a flower.
If a message is lost, it is as quiet as the sea. In fact, it is also quiet remember.
Growing up, just a moment.
----- Write in front

She lowered his head tightened his fist and pinned a hand of sweat.

The dim light flashes blurred, and the deafening music is like a madness of the wall. He is elegant to sit by her, and the chin is tall, it is like laughing. He reached out to grab her hand, her consciousness dodge. His face quickly flashed a trace of anger, and instantly returned to normal. He is gentle close to her: "Small wood, don't let it go? This is normal ..." The small wood is hidden behind him, and the head is low. The picture of Yu Guangchang has long been shameless. At this moment, she still can't stay, she got up. A thin and powerful arm took her: "Where is it?" She was stubborn, and he was stalemating.

On the opposite sofa, the fragrant picture is still staged. A male and a woman is hugging into the hot kiss. In addition to the passion, the two went down. The girl's clothing is getting messy, and the entire picture is getting worse.

That moment, small wood suddenly wanted to vomit.

He slammed the hand, looked at the small wood cold: "You see someone else, when are you moving? You think about it." He went out, the moment on the door, she Long-haired girl who saw the pear flower with tears. She jumped with a slight and fine pain in her heart.

After a while, he and long-haired girls sat on her. "Is it good?" He did not explain anything to long-haired girls. She didn't speak. decided? What is it? What is the one lying on the opposite? "Well, I think we are still more suitable for friends.". "His chicked interrupted her cranky, and took the hands of the long-haired girls, it seems to be Yang Yang, turned to leave.

Her heart, a little bit is cool. That kind of chill , Pull the heart open a big mouth, blow in the wind, and tear the soft pain in the heart.

Go out KTV, good friends crystal, a good appearance: "Let's go back to school. "Small wooden disgusting face turned to the side, said faintly:" There is still a button without buckle. "The" Oh "of Jingjing Ann, the lightweight buckle.

Xiaomu suddenly desperate.

This sweetly and well-behaved girl in this week, actually goes with himself and The unfamiliar man is so unfold. Even if she said she is very handsome, even if she said that I have seen him at first sight.

Why. Obviously, I met so many years, but, I said that I left. Depart.

Why. Obviously, it is like a glue. It can be found that she is a girl who is not a point.

Is it so cruel.

I suddenly I am not familiar with this world, or I have never been familiar with this world. It turns out that I only have a transparent with a fool. The small wood is exhausted.

Xiaomu started to miss him, from wearing a trousers Today. Even if she recalls burning into a gray, she remains on your shadow. If you are not you, then I turn another one, I can't.

small wood grabbed the clothes outwards. Crystalline I shouted behind her: "Small wooden! Do you believe me? "

Small wooden parked in place, silent:" I believe. "

When she appeared at his door, he laughed in his taste.
" How, is there? "He leaned his door.

" Well. "She issued two blurred syllables from the throat.

Long hairAfter the girl wearing a loose pajamas, he stared at her. She suddenly felt very sad, who can retain him that is strange. Is your body under your pajamas, or the body under other pajamas.

She entered the house, sad in her face. I know that he is not him, but it is still not going to step. Ok, if you are willing. She faded her clothes with the fastest speed, and she did not hang in front of him. They were stunned and laughed. Laughing. The laughter is a fruit, hanging on the tree, being shaken by her sixteen year old, broken a juicy juice. She didn't see the day in huge humiliation, she suppressed the tears in the eyes: "I can do it, I can do. You, actually like me, don't you? We have a long time ..." he Smiling and turning with the face to touch the hair of the long hair girl, from the hair to the neck, and carefully. He said softly: "Yes, I have met for so long, I haven't worked hard ... It is too slow, or I am too evil ..." He sleeplely finished with long hair girls Shoulder, girl's pajamas slipping. There is no more than a list of carcasses.

Xiaomu suddenly had a feeling of dizziness. I don't know if it is the contrast of the body with my own dry body, or he looks at her greedy eyes. He walked to the small wooden, picking up the clothes on her body, saying that he consistently gentle tone: "Small wood, you still don't understand anything."

small wooden walking dead clothes And the powerful heart is a little relaxed. Is it because I finally awake? Still because I can't stay?

The first love, the face has not all, but it is like a sea of ​​marine.

She turned, smiled by his bleak smile. That is a strong sadness that is extremely sad and strong. She turned. Disappearing in his field of view.

Back to the dormitory, the crystalline note is already waiting for a long time.
Dear Small Wood:

There will always be such a person, thin and elegant standing under the tree, a smile of jade. He will tell you: "Hey, I want to hurt you."

Baby, some people, you will never wait. Just like something, you will never know.

The end of the line is the lyrics: If you also hear

will believe me

附 流 附

or you know that I am still me

The fall crashed and understood a lot

I know that people will be a

I think you think of me

The chest is still warm

Xiaomu's tears slammed into paper, ink, blurred, blurred pain.

Sometimes, youth is a farce of the venue. Everyone thinks that they are the most sad protagonist. Finally, I found that even the role is myself.

And the playmates in the youth, how to not be unbeaten, how to be very bad, she still feels distressed, understand your understanding. Just like it, I don't believe in her unconditionally.
Maybe, some things really don't want to know.

Thank you, I have loved you, like love, I really know the burns, like a little evil. At the end of the last letter written to him, the small wood lightly wrote this line of words and folded.

The beautiful morning, small wooden pinching on the small way of falling leaves. Looking at the swaying roll swing in the air, then I will be willing to become a unhappy crisp on the foot. That is a beautiful feeling, like love.

A boys who have been with class have come to work, it is a boy who doesn't like to talk. The boys are unhappy: "Yeah, send letters, what is written in it?"

Xiaomu did not blame the boy's impolite. She squinted his warm sunshine, and said clearly: "I love you for so many years." The boys looked at the side face of small wood, and was almost transparent by the sun.The ear shines.
When the 17th birthday, Xiaomu received a gift from boys, and was actually a cute little rabbit.

Xiaomu said, how do you know that I like a small rabbit?

The tenderness in the eyes of boys back: "You love to eat apples, you don't drink overnight water, you like purple, you don't eat spicy things ..."

small wood surprised Looking at him: "You ... why?"

The boys said softly: "I love you for so many years."

Xiaomu's heart gradually cool. It is like bathing in a cool water mist. A drop of coolness from the tip of the tongue to the tip, melting into a shallow lake of a wet fever.
La la la, sing a song is good. Even if no one knows my happiness.

Growing up, just a moment.




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