Chapter 93: The snow in Huadu fell intermittently for a long time during New Year's Eve...
The snow had been falling intermittently in Huadu for a long time. On New Year's Day, the sky cleared up unexpectedly, and the golden sunlight fell on the snowy ground. The winter wind was still cold, and did not change with the appearance of the sun. The sunlight fell into people's eyes, and the golden color made the world in front of them become warm.
New Year's Eve
Qiao Zhizheng's school was on vacation, the crew was debugging the equipment and setting up the new scene, and the company didn't assign her any important work.
Qiao Zhizheng unexpectedly had some free time.
In fact, it’s not that there is no work available for her. This year, a local New Year’s Eve party invited her to sing a song.
The New Year's Eve party crowds are bigger, if not smaller, than usual. There are couples cuddling in front of the TV, families chatting over melon seeds after dinner with the TV as background music, and fans intently waiting for their idols to perform...
This is a good opportunity to attract popularity and traffic.
Qiao Zhizheng hesitated for a few minutes, but still shook his head and refused.
Ding Qian asked in surprise: "Can I ask why?"
Qiao Zhizheng's eyes flickered, and she heard something she'd casually said, "...The New Year's Eve countdown looks like it would be fun, but it's a shame I never had the chance to go."
What Qiao Zheng said about "never having the chance to go" refers to the time from the age of 18 when she entered the entertainment industry to the age of 28 when she achieved success and reached the peak of her life, plus the few years she spent ten years ago after traveling back in time.
In fact, as long as you make up your mind, there is always a way to get there.
There are many factors that influence this determination.
First of all, Qiao Zheng is a star, and a very popular one at that. If she rashly mixed in with the crowd to participate in the New Year's Eve countdown and was recognized, the consequences would be unpredictable.
Secondly, Qiao Zheng's life is filled with loneliness, with friends and family scattering. In order to prevent herself from being overwhelmed by loneliness, every time a job like this New Year's Eve event comes her way, Qiao Zheng will accept it without hesitation.
In the end, it's still loneliness. If you really want to find someone, there are plenty of people willing to accompany Qiao Zheng to the square to countdown for the New Year. It's just that Qiao Zheng doesn't want to go with them. She is very wary of people. Her past experiences have made her a person who is warm on the outside but cold on the inside. Although she seems easy to get along with, if someone shows the slightest intention of entering her personal territory, Qiao Zheng will stay away without hesitation.
Qiao Zheng can chat and laugh with old friends, but old friends also have their own lives and activities. They have families who love them, friends who are willing to help them, and partners who live happily with them.
Qiao Zheng couldn't fit into their atmosphere. Their atmosphere was open to Qiao Zheng, but Qiao Zheng pretended not to see it and closed the door as she passed by.
It was a very warm feeling, like a flame to a moth. Qiao Zheng refused to indulge herself in the past. They were surrounded by love and care. Even if Qiao Zheng could be lucky enough to feel it for a moment, she would immediately be pulled back into the ruthless cold reality. Qiao Zheng did not dare to try.
Just like the story of learning to walk in Handan, a man from Yan heard that the people in Handan of Zhao walked very gracefully, so he went to Handan and imitated the people's walking posture. After learning for several months, he still couldn't grasp the essence of it, and his walking became more and more awkward. In the end, he failed to learn the graceful walking posture of the people in Handan, but instead forgot his original way of walking and could only crawl back to Yan.
Qiao Zheng didn't dare to touch their wonderful lives. She knew how normal people lived, but she herself couldn't live a good life.
On this cold December day when Qiao Zhizheng was with me, when Qiao Zhizheng accidentally saw the "New Year's Eve Countdown", there was a regret in her tone that she herself did not even notice.
At that moment, Qiao Zhizheng suddenly had a vision of another Qiao Zheng, the Qiao Zheng she had never seen before. On the busiest day, she looked out at the lights of thousands of houses, but not a single one was lit for her. Turning her head and looking behind her, she was only accompanied by the cold lights in the room.
Qiao Zhizheng thought, then I must fulfill her wish.
Once you make up your mind, things become much easier.
Work? She makes so much money that this is not a big deal. Her fans' love for her will not diminish just because she doesn't sing this song. The fundamental source of her position in the entertainment industry is her acting skills. She doesn't need to rely on this evening party to increase her popularity.
Time? Of course, there was time. It automatically freed up, without Qiao Zhizheng having to negotiate or arrange it. It was such a coincidence. With this idea in mind, the goal was achieved without any effort. Perhaps even God was helping them.
Will you be recognized? That’s not something you need to worry about.
Qiao Zheng has superb makeup skills. After her skillful filling and modification, the person in the mirror is completely changed.
The small nose became wide and blunt, the complexion changed from fair and smooth to slightly yellow, the originally clear facial lines became rounded, and the eyebrow pencil outlined the eyebrows in a circle, becoming wider and thicker.
Qiao Zhizheng looked at the person in the mirror. The face was still the same, but there was something extra on the face, something blurred. Qiao Zhizheng didn't know what was going on at the moment. She excitedly asked Qiao Zheng how she did it. It could be said that the face had been completely transformed.
If you look closely, you can still see that this is Qiao Zhizheng's outline. At a glance, you can't tell that the person in front of you is the same as the shining star on the screen. At most, you can say that their height and temperament are similar.
Qiao Zheng tied the long hair hanging down behind Qiao Zhizheng's head into a small braid, fastened it with a ribbon, and wrapped the fingertips around the gauze end of the ribbon to tie up the entire finger. Even the most delicate and good-quality ribbon would appear rough when rubbed against the tender flesh at the base of the two fingers, causing a fine and dense itch that made people unable to resist scratching, but scratching would only make the itch deeper into the skin and flesh.
The small braid fell from the palm of her hand, and the hair tied with a ribbon swung in the air in a playful arc and swayed gently on her back. Qiao Zheng let the itch go, and the itch on her skin dissipated. She picked up the hair that had accidentally slipped away, put it between her lips and kissed it.
Qiao Zhizheng didn't notice Qiao Zheng's little movement. After straightening out the wrinkles on her clothes that were accidentally squeezed out, she looked up and bumped into the gentle eyes of the person behind her in the mirror.
Qiao Zhizheng subconsciously wanted to look back, but one hand gently pinched her chin to prevent her from looking back and made her look at the mirror.
Qiao Zheng's head fell on the top of Qiao Zhizheng's head, then slid down along the right earlobe to her shoulder, with the side of her face pressed tightly against the earlobe.
It was too close, and my right ear seemed to be blocked, so I couldn't hear what Qiao Zheng said.
Qiao Zheng repeated it again, but she didn't move her head to free her right ear. She just spoke the words clearly, slowly and firmly, so that her left ear could also hear it -
"Fortunately, I'm not Jiang Ci, and you're not Jiang Ci."
Mirror flowers and water moons are fragile, but the fireworks of the world are real.
Both of them love themselves, but Jiang Ci can only see Jiang Ci in every mirror, while Qiao Zheng can pinch Qiao Zhizheng's chin at this moment, feel her body temperature, their moist breaths intersecting together, and the heartbeats in two different bodies are in the same rhythm.
This is real existence.
Qiao Zheng used to be used to disguising herself. After traveling back ten years, she took advantage of the fact that no one knew her, so she took off the mask on her face, revealing her true emotions, and looked cold and indifferent all day long.
She was also cold at this moment, but upon closer inspection, there was deep tenderness in her eyes, and the tenderness kissed another person's eyes. Qiao Zhizheng opened her eyes, and there was undisguised burning passion in her eyes.
Qiao Zheng wanted to kiss her, but was stopped by a hand.
Qiao Zhizheng sang in a dragging tone, her voice as sticky as honey, sweet enough to touch one's heart.
"Stop kissing me, stop kissing me! If you keep kissing me, my makeup will be ruined. All the work you've been working on for half a day will be wasted. It's getting late, and the traffic is bound to be very congested. We need to get there as soon as possible."
Qiao Zheng felt sad, not because of the lively activities that would follow with so many people, but because of the person in front of her who took every word she said to heart, heard her unspoken regret and was willing to take action for it.
There is nothing fun about the New Year's Eve countdown. It's just standing in a huge square, looking up at a huge screen, watching the numbers on the electronic screen count down, the crowd cheering, breathing in all kinds of complex smells mixed together in the biting cold wind, people crowding and crowding, it's all people, people, people, people. There's nothing fun about it.
But if she were to go with the person in front of her, even if there were crowds of people around, Qiao Zheng would just have to hold Qiao Zhizheng's hand tightly, interlocking their fingers. Perhaps the cold wind would chill the exposed skin, but her palms would still feel damp and warm.
They fell in love in a sea of people, surrounded by unfamiliar strangers coming and going, who came from different places. Unless there were any accidents, these strangers would never have any other contact with them except this time, and would not know that these two people were shining stars who had appeared on the screen. When looking through the memories of this day, they might remember that they had met a same-sex couple in the crowd on New Year's Eve, they held each other tightly, and the crowds came and went, and they were also part of the crowd.
There is a large LED screen in the shopping mall square. The red numbers on the screen become smaller and smaller, and people's cheers are thrown into the sky.
"10!" I don't know who started it, and then countless voices merged into an orderly countdown. The neat countdown was mixed with many other voices - men and women who were full of expectations for the future, children brought by their parents to feel the lively atmosphere and laughter, deep friendship, romantic love, companionship of family... all kinds of emotions were mixed in the shouts.
“9!”
Qiao Zheng looked at Qiao Zhizheng, and Qiao Zhizheng looked back deeply.
“8!”
——This is the only love I will have in my life.
“7!”
Qiao Zhizheng held Qiao Zheng's hand tightly, and the biting cold wind was driven away by the hot air exhaled by people.
“6!”
——She hated me at first.
“5!”
——When she was in trouble and lying in the hospital bed, angry and confused, I thought she was going to abandon me too.
“4!”
——At that moment, I actually hated her.
“3!”
——She once hated me, too.
“2!”
——But she later loved me as much as I loved her.
“1!”
——I will always love her.
Qiao Zheng whispered back, "I will love you forever too."
"Happy New Year!"
When you let go of your hands, countless red balloons fly into the sky, covering the cold and lonely night sky with a festive red quilt.
Under the rain of balloons, Qiao Zheng and Qiao Zhizheng kissed deeply, just like many ordinary young couples in the square.
——I know how to live.
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