Chapter 8 Duan Yu
It was the morning of 1063, Wang Yuyan placed a large piece of cardboard on the dormitory window, suddenly remembering the envelope Duan Yu gave to her that morning.
Wang Yuyan took out an envelope from her sports suit and opened it. A concert ticket floated out gently. Wang Yuyan was suddenly surprised and at a loss.
When Duan Yu handed her the envelope, Wang Yuyan was not pleased. She wasn't stupid and had received many love letters before, so she naturally knew what a boy putting an envelope in her hand might mean. Poor 'Flower' idiot only gathered the courage to hand over the envelope under infinite determination and Linghu Chong's coercion, but didn't notice that Wang Yuyan at that time just slightly furrowed her brow, and out of politeness didn't refuse.
Wang Yuyan had thought it would be Duan Yu's heartfelt love letter, but who knew it was just a simple concert ticket. And it was Mahler, the only Mahler she hadn't listened to - his Fourth Symphony.
The wind blew and she felt a chill all over her body, but Wang Yu Yan seemed a bit silly.
If Duan Yu had written a love letter saying "I love you for ten thousand years", Wang Yuyan might have raised an eyebrow and put it down. She received too many love letters, and if she were to sort them out and publish a book of the world's classic love letters, it would be almost complete - everyone copied from each other, still copying the classics of literary masters.
In fact, Lin Huichong also encouraged Duan Yu to send a passionate and moving letter at the same time. Yang Kang patted his chest and said that he would help Duan Yu write a classic love letter in consideration of their brotherly relationship. Unfortunately, Duan Yu was still too shy, so when it arrived in Wang Yuyan's hands, there was only a plain white envelope with no markings, a simple admission ticket - Mahler's Fourth Symphony, "Das himmlische Leben".
Wang Yu Yan put down the ox horn comb, her mind was even more chaotic.
Wang Yuyan didn't have many friends in her dormitory.
Being pretty doesn't necessarily mean it's wrong, for example, other girls' boyfriends come to the dormitory and after seeing Wang Yuyan, they can't help but talk to her. Ah Bi viciously asked her original boyfriend if Wang Yuyan was really that beautiful.
That poor brother was a genius in the physics department, and for several years at university he had been dealing with serious scientific standards. At this time, although he also knew what Ah Bi was asking, he couldn't thoroughly abandon his aesthetic views and conscience. So he nodded and said that Wang Yu Yan is very pretty. Later, Ah Bi broke up with that boy, I don't know if it has anything to do with the completely unaware Wang Yu Yan.
It's hard to come by a generation of outstanding talent, but once it appears, it can't be denied.
So the girls in the dormitory didn't like Wang Yuyan very much, and Wang Yuyan's best friend was still two years younger than her, Huang Rong. Huang Rong, on the other hand, didn't care about her beauty, she always thought she was the prettiest...
"What's wrong? I'm so annoyed." Wang Yuyan said with a slightly bitter face to Huang Rong, they were eating ice cream in a teahouse in Bianjing.
The worst thing about making friends is knowing someone's face but not their heart, like Wang Yuyan befriending Huang Rong. Huang Rong of course knew that Duan Yu had recently been acting like a fool, constantly reciting Pushkin in the dormitory. Moreover, there was also Guo Jing... When Guo Jing also whispered to Huang Rong's ear: "Alas, Duan Yu is still like that." Huang Rong also felt sorry for Duan Yu, but actually didn't mind occasionally betraying her friends.
Then Huang Rong bit her strawberry ice cream and said: "Well, let's go then. Duan Yu can't eat you in that state."
"It's really annoying," Wang Yuyan said, "and it's hard to get straight when talking about it..."
Wang Yuyan indeed underestimated Huang Rong. When she thought Huang Rong was just a child, Huang Rong had already almost defected to the enemy's camp.
"Anyway, going to the concert won't hurt anything. At worst, we can just tell him clearly after it's over." Huang Rong urged.
"Hmm," Wang Yu Yan still hesitated, "I'm afraid if I say no, he'll keep pestering me..."
"Good heavens!" Huang Rong exclaimed, "Just look at him, that face of his - what can he do to you? What are you afraid of?"
"Do you know him?" Wang Yuyan finally felt that Huang Rong's tone was a bit unusual.
Huang Rong widened her eyes and barely had time to cover her mouth: "Don't recognize him, probably another one of those guys..."
Wang Yuyan lowered her head and sighed.
"What kind of person do you like?" Huang Rong had no choice but to ask her back, Wang Yuyan just didn't speak.
"I dislike him the most among all those people." Huang Rong pouted.
Indeed, compared to Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan, the gap is too big. Even Huang Rong's persuasion would only let them go listen to a concert together? When Duan Yu first met Wang Yuyan, he seemed like he was dreaming, and this whole story seems like a pure fantasy.
Dreams are never real no matter how much you like them.
"If you want to refuse, then do it thoroughly." Huang Rong drank a cup of Fanta and knelt on the chair in front of Guo Jing's desk, smiling and winking.
"I... I didn't say anything." Guo Jing hastily clarified.
"Cut... it off!"
Guo Jing stretched his head over and let Huang Rong scratch his nose.
"Who says you're getting more and more foolish?" Huang Rong patted Guo Jing's head, "Duan Yu, Duan Yu, Wang Yuyan is going to the concert with him tonight, but she's actually planning to thoroughly disappoint him."
"Hey," Yang Kang chimed in beside him, "he borrowed those new leather shoes of mine. First time they're worn out and they get rejected, my shoes are really unlucky."
"Wait a minute," Huang Rong hummed, "Don't worry about your leather shoes, listen to me first. Wang Yuyan has a particularly soft heart, and you, Duan Yu, look so silly that Wang Yuyan will definitely not be able to bring herself to do it. If you look at it this way, being overly cunning and 'treacherous' is actually more dangerous."
"Alas, it's not my fault that I look like an old sly fox," Yang Kang suddenly realized, and couldn't help but feel a sense of regret.
"Classmate, classmate..." The brother who was studying hard at the next table finally couldn't bear it anymore and slammed his hand on the desk.
Four pairs of eyes shot onto his face, all fierce: "What's wrong? Can't you just talk without slamming the table?"
Yang Kang and Huang Rong said in unison, both looking sideways at the boy who clapped his hands on the table. Only Guo Jing quickly got up and beckoned: "Keep your voice down, keep your voice down, others are still self-studying."
"Studying is studying, what's wrong with that?" Yang Kang and Huang Rong both put on the same expression.
"Cut." Both sides glared at each other fiercely, Yang Kang and Huang Rong let out a breath from their noses together, shook their hands and turned their heads away.
"Let's go for a walk, I'm suffocating." Huang Rong dragged Guo Jing out without another word. Yang Kang scratched his head, put his hands in his pockets and lazily shrugged his shoulders as he strolled out.
The brother who was studying alone shook his head helplessly, with a hint of doubt - why wasn't Huang Rong going out with Yang Kang, but instead with Guo Jing? To some extent, Huang Rong and Yang Kang were similar like a pair of siblings.
Are clever girls fond of silly brothers? Do they like people who are completely different from them and take them to experience a completely different world?
A completely different... world?
Wang Yuyan believes there is a completely different world.
On a day when she had bruises on her arm, Wang Yuyan heard the little girl from across the building laughing and running back and forth. Behind her were her parents chasing after her saying don't run, don't go out to play anymore, it's time to eat. So she knew that this little girl was not in the same world as her, a world that only had 20 meters of straight-line distance from hers, separated by the luxurious double-glazed windows of her home. But just across these two layers of solid glass, that world would forever be just a shadow seen through the window.
Pressing her face against the cold window glass, she looked out at a warm yellow light. Dropping the heavy dark blue curtains, she heard again the dull sound from the living room - her mother's angry voice when she suddenly threw the book she was reading to the ground, not for the first time.
In the monotonous hum of the air conditioner in the dead of night, Wang Yuyan would also toss and turn, with some distant and vague dreams. Although she didn't dare to confirm it, Wang Yuyan's dream world seemed to be a replica of that book "Gone with the Wind" which she had read for six whole years. The Rhett Butler floating in the sky was the second man in her life, apart from Duan Zhengchun, who gave her a shock, and another reason was that Duan Zhengchun was the male lead in the movie version of "Gone with the Wind". (Author's note: The story about Duan Zhengchun and Wang Yuyan at Bianjing Elementary School actually came from Hollywood stars Marilyn Monroe and Clark Gable. Gable became famous after starring in "Gone with the Wind" during Monroe's childhood. After becoming famous, Monroe met Gable and said that she used to watch his old movies in the cinema when she was a child and would always call him "Dad". Gable shed tears in public, probably because he was moved by the bitterness of being an orphan girl without support.) Wang Yuyan remembered Duan Zhengchun's smile in the movie, taking off the cigarette with faint smoke from his mouth. That smile with a hint of evil intention made people feel that this person had some kind of power worth relying on.
Wang Yuyan had once thought that maybe there would be a morning with softer sunlight, when she opened the door of her home, someone would be leaning against the stairs at her doorstep, and then silently take her hand to lead her to see another world...
But this means that she has to leave Madame Wang alone, and even forever at home. Wang Xueyan also thought that this idea was somewhat rebellious and never dared to think more about it.
But the idea is like the seeds of wild grass that came with the autumn wind last year, its growth is not blocked by frozen soil and stones... it only needs the first gust of spring wind to blow over the soil above its head.
Murong Fu was born at this moment when the heavens, earth and human were all in harmony, and he was not as simple as a gentle spring breeze. When Murong Fu first appeared at Wang Yuyan's house, he was absolutely a tropical storm sweeping across the Pacific Ocean, carrying water vapor and warmth.