It was already past nine o 'clock in the evening when they arrived at Beizhou City. The Lantern Festival was coming soon. Colorful lanterns were hung on both sides of the street, forming two long lines that stretched to the Beizhou Square. Pedestrians walked to the square in twos and threes, talking and laughing. It was peaceful and warm.
The Lantern Festival that left the deepest impression on Lu Yiwei was when he spent it with Su Meng in Jiangdong City. Su Meng appeared in his life like an epiphyllum, leaving him with too many beautiful memories. But it was a dream after all. When he woke up, the person was still there, but the dream was far away.
Lu Yiwei welcomed the third important woman in his life. As for what the future would be like, he dared not imagine it, let alone promise anything.
When the car arrived at the gate of Beizhou University, Lu Yiwei was about to call Xia Jinhe when he suddenly found that she was already waiting at the gate. Seeing that she was shivering in the cold, Lu Yiwei sped up and jumped out of the driveway. "Why are you standing here? It's so cold. Get in the car."
Xia Jinhe's face was red from the cold, but she could not hide the enthusiasm in her heart. She said, "It's not cold. I think it's good. Look at the lanterns on the side of the road. It's so beautiful. Why don't you drop the car and we can walk together? "
Seeing that Xia Jinhe was so interested, Lu Yiwei said, "Okay, that's what I was thinking too." He quickly parked the car in the yard, quickly ran to Xia Jinhe, and lined up in the direction of the square.
At this time, several young women who looked like students came over and greeted Xia Jinhe, "Hello, Professor Xia!"
Xia Jinhe nodded and said, "Are you done?"
The female students chatted with Xia Jinhe while glancing at Lu Yiwei next to them. Finally, one of the female students could not help but ask, "Professor Xia, this is …"
Xia Jinhe looked back at Lu Yiwei and blushed. She changed the topic and said, "What's so fun about the square?"
"Don't interrupt!" Because Xia Jinhe and the students usually called each other friends, and their age difference was not big, the distance between them was shortened imperceptibly, so the students talked to her relatively casually. A few girls chattered, "Professor Xia, is this handsome guy your boyfriend?"
Xia Jinhe smiled shyly and said, "You said that you don't study hard and put all your thoughts into this. He's my friend, so it's fine."
"Oh." One of the girls purposely dragged out her voice. Suddenly, she ran to Lu Yiwei's side and grabbed his arm. She said to Lu Yiwei, "Handsome, I'm still single. If you don't mind, can I be your girlfriend?"
"Haha …" The girls rocked back and forth in laughter.
Lu Yiwei smiled like a gentleman and said, "Of course I can, but you have to be mentally prepared. I'm a pauper." Seeing the young and energetic university student, Lu Yiwei felt that he had crossed the generation gap and relived the carefree and happy time in the ivory tower.
The female university student did not retreat at all. She continued to tease Xia Jinhe, and her actions became even more exaggerated. "What's there to be afraid of? Love is noble. Mixing worldly things is so vulgar and full of the stench of money. My view of love is like Esmeralda and Quasimodo in 'Notre Dame de Paris', breaking through the shackles and worldly things to find the Quasimodo in my eyes. I'll be satisfied if I fall in love with him."
Love on campus was always full of innocence and fantasy, trying to find the pure love in their minds in reality. Lu Yiwei once had a crush on a grassland girl from Inner Mongolia, Tuo Ya. However, as soon as he returned to reality, he was like an unearthed bronze, quickly reacting with the oxygen ions in the air, becoming dim and losing its former splendor.
The female university student's words gave Lu Yiwei something to use against her. He smiled and said, "Quasimodo is an extremely ugly person under Hugo's pen. Are you saying that I'm ugly?"
"Haha …" The other female university students laughed again. Xia Jinhe's face turned red and white. He hurriedly stopped them and said, "Alright, although there is no class tomorrow, you guys should go back and rest early. Rest well and get ready for school."
The girl was choked by Lu Yiwei and couldn't speak. Before leaving, she crawled to Xia Jinhe's ear and said, "Professor Xia, I like this handsome guy. If you don't like him, keep him for me."
"Go and play." Xia Jinhe pretended to push the girl. His ear was burning as if it had been bitten.
"Haha …" The female university students burst into laughter again and staggered away.
After the students left, Xia Jinhe said embarrassedly, "Yiwei, don't be offended. They are all my students. I spoiled them too much and spoke rudely."
Lu Yiwei was infected by their atmosphere. He shook his head and said with a smile, "It's okay. I'm a little envious of them now. I really want to be like you, standing on a seven-foot podium to teach and educate people. This is also a manifestation of the value of life."
Xia Jinhe didn't reply. He pointed to the front and said, "Then let's go."
Lu Yiwei wore a khaki high-collared jacket today. His straight trousers were angular, and the shiny leather shoes on his feet were very fashionable. Lu Yiwei had a good figure and his outfit was very appropriate and well-proportioned.
The two kept a certain distance and strolled side by side on the sidewalk. From time to time, Xia Jinhe glanced at Lu Yiwei from the corner of his eye. Lu Yiwei's skin wasn't white. It was a typical Asian skin color. However, his sharp facial features were quite European and American. His deep eyes were matched with a pair of black-rimmed half-frame glasses. His high nose bridge was like an exquisite sculpture. From the side, he looked quite three-dimensional. The lines of his lips were very strong, and his sparse beard made him look more masculine. The light from the street lamps shone on Lu Yiwei's face, giving off a feeling of a phantom shadow.
Xia Jinhe's heart suddenly beat faster. She was attracted by Lu Yiwei's handsome appearance. In addition, the faint smell of tobacco wafted into her nose when he walked. Like estrogen, it stimulated the motility factor in Xia Jinhe's body. It gradually seeped out through every pore. She unconsciously felt hot all over and had an impulse to hug him.
On the other hand, Lu Yiwei looked calm on the surface, but his heart was as crazy as Xia Jinhe's. From time to time, he glanced at Xia Jinhe, who was acting gentle like a young girl. Her white skin looked even more crystal clear under the reflection of the street lamps. It was like a top-grade porcelain bowl, dyed with the color of peony. She was shy but not lacking in elegance. It was said that people's hearts were connected. When you met the right person in the right place at the right time, love didn't need to go through the test of time. One look from each other could determine a lifetime.
Lu Yiwei habitually smoked when he was nervous. He unconsciously fumbled in his pocket. When he took it out and was about to light it, he felt that something was wrong. So he asked Xia Jinhe, "Can I smoke?"
Xia Jinhe didn't object to men smoking, nor did she approve of it. She nodded to show her acquiescence.
Lu Yiwei lit the cigarette and took a puff in a natural and unrestrained manner. The smoke puffed out of his mouth and nose, drifting in the air and disappearing into the night sky. Every action of a man needed a specific environment to set off. If he smoked in a room, it might not be so beautiful. But tonight's night was like a curtain, infinitely magnifying the perfect image of Lu Yiwei, leaving Xia Jinhe a beautiful space for imagination.
Although it was late at night and the temperature was close to minus ten degrees, the atmosphere of the Lantern Festival did not affect the enthusiasm of the citizens. Families shuttled between the picturesque lantern show and posed for photos from time to time. Their faces were full of happy smiles. There were also some couples sitting on the bench by the roadside with tanghulu in their hands, looking at each other affectionately and sharing the delicious meal in the cold winter.
Lu Yiwei had a lot of things he wanted to say to Xia Jinhe, but he didn't want to ruin the atmosphere. Instead, he found a common point between them and talked about their university days. Lu Yiwei said, "I remember when I was in Xijiang University, I returned to school early before the end of the winter vacation. I rehearsed with a large group of friends in the dormitory and performed at the Lantern Festival Cultural Gala. Now that I think about it, I was full of passion and didn't feel tired at all. Haha. "
Xia Jinhe was also brought back to the campus. He said with a smile, "You were a famous senior in university. I guess there was no one who didn't know you. I clearly remember your wonderful performance in the debate competition and the play performance at the New Year's Day party. You acted so well that I can recite your lines now. "
Lu Yiwei was shocked. He stopped and said, "That's impossible. I don't even remember it. Which play?"
Xia Jinhe pretended to recall and said, "It's' Nostalgia '.' Hai Zi, no matter if you are alive or dead, sick or old, your roots are on the other side of the ocean. Please fulfill your wish. Even if you have to hold a cane, you must stagger into your mother's arms and kowtow three times in front of the graves of our ancestors. '"
He didn't expect that after so many years, Xia Jinhe could actually repeat his own lines. It was incredible. 'Nostalgia' was a play written by Lu Yiwei based on Yu Guangzhong's poem 'Nostalgia' when he was in university. It caused a strong reaction that year. After the school's party committee leader watched it, he strongly recommended them to enter the capital to participate in the competition. However, due to some reasons, it didn't happen in the end.
Poetry was a kind of emotional narration, while drama was a kind of interrogation of human nature. It more directly showed the collision of the characters' emotions to wash the dirty soul. In the era without video, drama was infinitely glorious. It was carried forward in the fertile land of the university and created many classic plays. As a top student in the Chinese Language Department, Lu Yiwei didn't forget to use the pen in his hand to record all the unforgettable bits and pieces.
Lu Yiwei sneered and said, "I didn't expect you to still remember. My mind is full of work now. I don't have any passion to touch these things. On the contrary, you have more time to realize the dream in your heart. I'm very envious."
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