Han Lu had come to Japan on vacation many times, and she had tasted almost all kinds of cuisines. However, this was the first time she tasted such an original dinner. Zhang Heng didn't add any seasonings, and it tasted pretty good.
Although there was still a slight fishy smell, perhaps it was because of the primitive cooking method, the seafood's original freshness was preserved intact.
"A friend told me that nature is like a treasure house. No matter where you are, as long as you pay attention to your surroundings, you will always find shelter and food to fill your stomach," Zhang Heng said.
"Well, if the world suddenly ends now, I'm sure your friend will be the last to die," Han Lu said as she scooped some seafood soup with the lid of a thermos cup and blew on it.
It was almost dusk, and the sun was about to sink into the sea. The sunset glow plated the sky with a layer of gorgeous red. Coupled with the fishing boats returning to port in the distance, it was an indescribably touching scene.
Han Lu waited for the seafood soup in her hand to cool down a little, took two sips, and said, "I've decided to spend some time here for a few days every year. What about you? Do you want to come with me?"
"I don't know if I'll have time," Zhang Heng said truthfully.
In fact, he had already realized something on New Year's Eve. The conversation with Han Lu on the plane only indirectly confirmed his crazy conjectures.
It was very likely that he was not related to his current parents by blood.
Zhang Heng didn't know how other people would react to such news. Many people had heard their parents make jokes when they were young, such as' we picked you up from the trash can 'or' we gave you a free phone charge '. After that, you would be depressed for the whole day, feeling like something precious had been taken away from you.
Fortunately, it wouldn't take long for your parents to pick you up, smile, and tell you that Mom and Dad lied to you. At that moment, it would feel like the sun was shining through the window again, and you would feel relieved.
Sometimes, however, a story might not always usher in a happy ending.
ending。
For example, right now, Zhang Heng could clearly feel that his emotions were gradually fading away from him. It was getting harder and harder for him to feel the changes in his emotions. Even so, when Zhang Heng received the news, he still felt sad for the first time in a long time.
The sadness was not strong, even less than the melancholy that ordinary people felt after failing a course. At best, it was as if a shallow wound had been inflicted on him. However, this wound would remain there forever, unable to heal.
And now, Zhang Heng was forced to face a new problem.
Who exactly was he, or rather … what was he?
There was no doubt that the scientific expedition in Greenland eighteen years ago had something to do with him. If he was really picked up by his current parents in no man's land, considering the harsh and extreme environment there, it was almost impossible for a human baby to survive.
The old man in the Tang suit, or rather, Kronos, had single-handedly planned the meeting between his parents and him. In other words, he obviously knew everything that would happen later. Zhang Heng did not know if Kronos had secretly done something to his upbringing. If that was the case, then his life had been arranged a long time ago, just like Truman in "The Truman Show." And what was the purpose of Kronos, who had been playing his guardian angel from beginning to end?
Zhang Heng had a hunch that all these questions might be answered after his next trip to Greenland. However, the answer might not be what he expected.
This was also the reason why Zhang Heng agreed to come on vacation with Han Lu. This might very well be the last chance for him to enjoy the natural scenery and relax without any distracting thoughts.
"Your biggest weakness is that you are too honest," Han Lu said, finishing the seafood soup in the lid of the thermos in one gulp. "Also, he is my best friend's son."
"…"
"Forget it. I know that we are people from two different worlds. I have to admit that the sense of mystery and danger in you is also a big reason why I am attracted to you. No, not just me. Shen Xixi and the girl named Meinan are also attracted to you … We are like moths flying into a flame," Han Lu said. "I'm just curious. Is there really someone in this world who can understand you?"
Zhang Heng was silent for a while. "Something happened to me, and I am trying to figure it out. Before that, I can't deal with emotional problems."
"Uh-huh," Han Lu snorted and said noncommittally, "Have I told you my first love story?"
"This is the first time."
"If you are willing to listen, when I was in high school, I fell in love with a boy in my class. He wasn't tall, nor was he particularly handsome. He didn't seem to have any particularly outstanding talents, but I don't know why I liked him very much. There was no reason for it. He was pleasing to the eye, especially when he talked to me." Han Lu closed her eyes. "His voice was like the sea breeze now, gently and warmly blowing on my face.
"One day after school, I was on duty. After cleaning the classroom, I turned off the lights, checked the doors and windows, locked the door, and left the classroom. I saw him at the corner of the second floor. He stopped me and handed me a book of Borges' poems with a blushing face. Oh, he liked Borges. Although it seems silly now, the point is not the poetry book, but the note inside. I guess it was a love letter he wrote to me. "
"Did you accept the love letter?"
"No." Han Lu shook her head.
"Why?"
"Because I felt that I wasn't ready yet. We were too young, and I wanted to see the outside world and escape from my mother's control. I wanted … to become better, and then I would come back and accept the love letter." Han Lu paused.
"At that time, I was busy planning for our future. I was full of longing, but I forgot that some people are gone once you miss them. And to be honest, even if he is still waiting for me now, I don't like him as much anymore. Looking back now, he is indeed quite ordinary. After returning to China, I asked someone to inquire about him. He didn't do well in the college entrance examination. After graduation, he used his family's connections to enter a state-owned enterprise. Now, he is probably a small leader or something. It's not bad for ordinary people, but it really doesn't appeal to me …
"However, I still think about him from time to time. I wonder what would have happened if I had accepted that love letter. Of course, I know that young relationships don't last long. We would probably break up like other couples in the cold war. But I just can't stop thinking about it. If there really was an ending, we would get married, have children, and live an ordinary life together. It doesn't seem bad at all."
Han Lu put her feet into the sea and stretched comfortably. "I'm just giving you a piece of advice. You can't deal with everything before you talk about love. Love is like ice cream. If you don't eat it, it will melt."
"Thank you," Zhang Heng said. He did not explain that his problem was related to love. In his current situation, no matter who he chose, he would lose all his love in the end.
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