Chapter 109: Wish (8)

(8) Peak's wish

I returned to the world without knowing anything, and first heard the news of Feng's death. I don't know who he is or what it has to do with me.

Mr. Pei led me to his newly renovated three-bedroom apartment, which I thought was so cheesy, why did every room have a crystal lamp for the living room?

There can't be a chandelier on top of the bed, that's a notion, I don't know why. Just instructed Mr. Pei to move the bed around.

Three years later, I found the tape that Feng left me, but I couldn't find a machine to watch it out of. At that time, the family used VCDs. But the two cassettes read: "My Arashi" and "Everyone's Arashi".

I can imagine that a box is an image that would never appear on TV in a live interview, and the dubbing is a very nasal Sichuan dialect that I usually speak. The other box is a modeled picture and tuned Mandarin.

I was chatting with you in the comments that day, and I found that it had been raining all night and all morning, and I suddenly wanted to take a picture of the bird's nest to show you.

Normally, to achieve that effect, I don't know how to use dozens of tons of water to clean. It was the last day of the National Day holiday.

When I was photographing the Linglong Tower, a couple came to me and asked me to take a picture of them. I've taken more than 20 photos of the panorama and the whole body, the whole body, the close-up of the two heads, and then the panorama back, and they still have the same posture and one expression, so I have to return the camera to them.

I looked at the time display of my camera, just a minute had passed! Suddenly my whole body was numb, this is not me, this is Feng can only do it, any camera can be picked up and shot, standing in one place for a minute can take countless different photos, each composition is impeccable.

Could it be that ten years ago, Feng's soul entered my swollen body, and my soul had to be buried with Feng's cold body that was drained with blood?

So why do I love you?

Could it be that all I have in my body is Feng's blood?

I remembered Feng's full name, I sued you, the single name you originally wrote has been accented with him, you can't have the same word anymore, no.

Mr. Pei can indulge me to look for the peak, because the photos are all the beauties he likes, and they can feast their eyes. And you are different, you say: I already have someone I love, I am very sober, I only love one person for the rest of my life, and I want to go through this life with her.

This is also Feng's wish, he has fulfilled it ten years ago?

Mr. Pei: Their company advocates technology and people-oriented.

I think there will always be a time in any field of development when the standard of rigor must be strengthened. It's the same with literature, I think literature should be practical.

People have freedom of religious belief, and they should also have the freedom to use literature. If someone expresses their feelings and gets love with my love poems, then my value in the world is reflected. You don't have to give credit or express gratitude.

Like a believer, he does not accept these beliefs because he expects them to be satisfying, but because of these beliefs he is happy.

The process in which I am writing these words for you has given me great physical and mental satisfaction, and your applause after the words are formed is nothing more than your demeanor as a gentleman.