The Cost of Love.

That was also my first time going online. He helped me apply for an email account, taught me how to send emails, how to search for information, and even how to enter chat rooms and chat with others. I was in a good mood and found it very interesting, laughing all the time. Colin looked at me and said, "You're such a silly girl!"

I feel deflated. I don't want to argue anymore. At least Colin's words allowed me to salvage some self-esteem, it's not that I don't love, it's just too late, isn't it?

I quickly agreed, fearing that he would regret it. Actually, the homepage and such are not important to me at all. The key is that I will have many opportunities to interact with him.

I never thought that one day I would willingly want to learn how to sing for someone. That person is Colin.

This is not bragging, it is absolutely true.

Colin couldn't say a word for a long time.

I just like to listen, that's all.

A warm hand was placed on my shoulder, and then I heard a sigh, followed by Colin's gentle voice: "Go, how can I bear to?"

Purple Yi," Colin said helplessly, "You are really willful!"

Of course, what I hope for more is to listen to the songs that Colin likes together.

I think my wife has noticed something.

I buried my face in the palm of my hand and said in a muffled voice, "Don't scold! You can drive me away, and I won't look back, really. Go ahead and drive me away!"

"This is how celebrities are!" he replied to me.

Yes? Otherwise, why would you buy a computer?

Give me a gentle trap and a burning love.

Oh, so serious?

"真是个孩子。" 柯林摇摇头说: "别闹了, 好不, 紫怡?"

You like it. I answered for him: "Otherwise, you wouldn't hide from me, and you wouldn't come so quickly. At least you're worried about me, afraid that I'll really jump from here! Isn't that right?"

Then, we each took our tickets and walked out of the airport like strangers, blending into the crowd and heading home separately.

It's not excessive, but I don't know how to do it!

Next to the poem, there is a small red rose, blooming, closing, and blooming again.

Just treat him as an old friend, let me feel sorry for him, let me worry about him.

Actually, it's quite normal for someone like Colin at his age to get married and have children. I should have thought about it a long time ago. But when the reality was presented to me, I still found it a bit hard to accept.

Is it too much to ask for you to sing me a song while I work for you?

Will you jump if I really don't come?

Do you still remember the dreams of your youth, like a flower that never withers?

I haven't listened to music for a week. When I met some boys elsewhere, they all asked me, "Hey, what's wrong with you? Did you just break up?"

Are you mocking me? I raised the bag of french fries in my hand and threw it at him. This time he reached out to block it. His hand gently grasped my wrist with a very light force, but I couldn't move.

I have resumed going to the stairwell classroom to listen to music, and successfully learned a nice song, which is a song sung by Zhang Aijia called "The Price of Love".

Colin hasn't come to see me for a long time. He said he's busy for a while. The matters of my website have also gradually come to a standstill.

Every passionate song sings unintentional promises for you.

It's very simple. Colin said, "Because I'm not a writer, I'm afraid I won't write well!"

I sat quietly to the side and watched Colin work for me. I enjoyed seeing him work diligently, his expression on his face was truly captivating. I just kept watching without saying a word. Colin didn't say anything either. The room was extremely quiet. I sat on the tall writing desk, with only my two legs swinging in the air.

I lazily said "okay" and hung up the phone, throwing it far away.

Although I am not very confident.

Why?

Do you love me? I won't spare him.

Of course not! I smiled and took a sip of coffee, saying, "Is my life really that worthless?"

I am such a stubborn silly girl. I used to naively think of myself as a master of love affairs, but when true love really came, I acted foolishly and made myself feel sorry.

I am really feeling somewhat desperate, with a definitely wooden expression on my face.

When I woke up the next day, the sunlight had already spread into the room. I found myself lying in Colin's arms, and my face blushed shyly. Colin seemed to have woken up at that moment too. He looked at me and his gaze didn't want to leave. Then, almost unexpectedly, he kissed me.

Finally understand the feeling of heartbreak. It really is like a serious illness.

Once, for several days, there was no news from him. His phone was also unreachable, and there was no response to my messages. When I called his workplace, they only said he was not there. Finally, he made an appointment with me. I was almost overjoyed and dressed up carefully for the date. However, Colin seemed to be in a bad mood. After a while, he finally said, "Ziyi, please don't call me as often in the future, and temporarily stop writing letters."

Why? I asked, feeling as if I had been struck by lightning, with great displeasure.

I don't care! I said, "I don't care about anything, as long as you love me."

I playfully said, "Godson?"

"How is that possible?" Colin said, "To use the words from your article, there are many types of encounters in this world, but there is one type of encounter that is better off not happening."

However, I never sing. Every time they tease me and say, "Hey, come and sing!" I feel particularly shy, unlike my usual self who is free and easy. In fact, my voice is very pleasant, and I can recite and give speeches very well. In short, if I participate in this kind of competition, I can only compete for second place with others.

"Writing?" Colin looked at me with great interest.

That was the first intimate contact between me and Colin.

After saying these two things, he left without looking back. I cried out in pain, with no one to comfort me.

I forced a smile and laughed. It felt like there was a fire burning inside me.

Lu Da You's concert was held as scheduled. However, Zhang Aijia did not come. It is said that her son was kidnapped, so she was not in the mood. There are always people in this world who are not satisfied. Even outstanding individuals experience disappointment and pain. I went to Lu Da You's concert alone, and the seat next to me was empty.

How could this be? He was obviously very surprised.

Why are you afraid of writing letters? Why? I asked persistently while munching on my fries.

I felt my hatred towards Colin vanish in an instant.

In the following days, Colin accompanied me almost all the time when he was not working. He no longer had any excessive behavior, but he would kiss me carefully and call me "silly girl" softly in my ear. It was a chaotic and intoxicating time, like a long and lonely dream that I didn't want to wake up from.

Finally unable to bear it, under the pretext of wanting to go online but not knowing how, I asked my father to ask Colin for help again. Colin quickly came after receiving the call. That day, the sky was drizzling lightly, and I watched him slowly approaching from a distance through the transparent glass window, without an umbrella. He was wearing a sharp black suit. I inexplicably felt like crying.

When Colin called me, I was already sitting in the coffee shop on the 17th floor of the Guomao Building. Colin said, "What's wrong, girl? I have an important client here, I can't come!"

I said, "I'm hungry. I want to eat something."

During those days, I also developed a liking for a poem by Gu Cheng. The title of the poem is "I Am a Willful Child". Because I have always been a willful child. The longing for Colin made me restless. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I finally sent countless text messages to his phone online, telling him where I would wait for him and that I had something important to discuss with him.

There are no more sparks in my heart, let the past go with the wind.

One time I couldn't help but say to him, "Colin, could you also write me a letter, otherwise my mailbox is useless!"

Everyone says I have high standards because I haven't been in a relationship until my junior year. But it's undeniable that I have had countless beautiful fantasies about love. After meeting Colin, these fantasies became intertwined with him and couldn't be separated. For example, his appearance. I have never seen a man with such sharp features in my life. It's as if his eyebrows and nose can speak. My heart can't help but beat faster when I see him. Another example is his talent. He works for a famous computer company and is said to be involved in software development. The first time I met him was when my dad invited him to our house to install a computer. As a computer idiot, I was amazed at how proficient he was and how quickly he fixed everything. He patted my shoulder and said, "Okay, you can surf the internet at home from now on!"

Let it idle if it's of no use! Colin said while scanning the novel for me, "The thing I fear the most is writing letters, please spare me!"

Do you want to have your own personal webpage online?

I can't control myself, and then I said, "If you are really that spineless, I regret falling in love with you!"

Many days later, I visited my own website and found that Colin had made some careful updates. On the title page of "Soliloquy," there was an additional poem. The poem goes like this:

As I listen, I can't help but foolishly wonder if I will have a future with Colin. When night falls, there will be a lamp specially lit for him and me, and this imagination softens my heart. It was during those days that I deeply understood two idioms related to the word "one": love at first sight and wishful thinking.

Do you like me?

Every time I want to contact him, I think of his two prohibitions, and my heart feels like a knife cutting back and forth. I often think that Colin is not wrong to protect his own family, what's wrong with that? But what have I done wrong? Is it the inevitable end of loving someone foolishly and having my self-esteem trampled on at will?

Let's go, let's go, let's go. It is inevitable in life to experience pain and struggle.

Purple Yi," Colin said slowly, "I have always treated you like a sister!"

"Silly girl," Colin said, "Can I speak of love lightly?"

Let my cold heart have a longing for home.

When listening to music, I like to sit on the table, nodding my head slowly, watching their slender and powerful fingers plucking the strings. The boys' voices are extremely clean and pure, but the songs accompanied by guitar always seem to have a hint of sadness. I immerse myself in a mood that I like, until the bell for evening self-study rings mercilessly.

Colin remained silent, looking at me with tolerance.

Colin was embarrassed by what I said, his face turned pale.

But still like Colin, obsessed with everything about him. Always want to see him and hear his voice, yearning for him, incurable. The boys in the classroom on those days are still singing Luo Dayou, especially the song called "Secret Love". When the boys sing, there is a somewhat hysterical sadness. I remembered Colin once told me that he really likes Luo Dayou, who moved their generation. I asked my friend who works at the TV station early on to get me two good seats. I want to invite Colin to go with me, I hope he won't refuse me.

I feel overjoyed just thinking about it.

"How could it be impossible?" I said, "What in this world is impossible?"

Colin said: "It's Ziyi. I'm on a business trip in Beijing now!"

The concert of Luo Dayou has been talked about a lot. I heard that Zhang Aijia will be one of the guests. She is a woman whom I like and admire. I have watched her movie "Heartbeat" and was deeply moved. I also know that she and Luo Dayou used to be a couple. I am looking forward to the concert, as I really want to see what love turning into friendship would look like after so many years.

... ....

I looked at him and said word by word, "You can't give me a future anyway, so what am I afraid of!"

But I know clearly that love has been in my heart.

Let's go, let's go, let's go and find a home for our dreams.

Colin pointed to it and said to me proudly, "My son, nine months."

And sometimes.

At the moment when the plane arrived in my hometown, I carefully observed Colin's expression, which had a serious and tense demeanor that I couldn't bear to witness. Colin asked me, "Did you remember what I said, girl?"

Okay. Colin stood up and said, "Remember, no phone calls, no letters!"

"You have no courage!" I shouted loudly at him.

Sometimes I would pick one or two songs and sing them to myself in a place where there is no one. There are countless songs about love, but it seems that I am dissatisfied with every single one. I am extremely picky.

In that voice, there was nothing but love, and a current of electricity spread all over my body. I knew I was getting close to happiness. I wanted to hold onto it tightly and not let it slip away. Even if it's just a moment, it's enough for me!

Perhaps I will still think of him occasionally, and occasionally I cannot help but miss him.

I softly hum this song in a deserted place, and I realize that I actually sing quite well. If given the chance, I would like to sing it for Colin, as the price I paid in the past has made me mature, elegant, and sensible.

"Isn't it too late?" Colin continued, with a hint of sigh in his tone.

关切是问。

After that, I often met with Colin to discuss design issues on my website. Of course, we also chatted about other things. Talking with Colin was particularly interesting. He had a lot of fresh vocabulary, but he never seemed to be showing off. I enjoyed watching his fingers move the mouse. Compared to those playing the guitar, his movements were more stable. When I was with Colin, I often indulged in endless daydreaming. Sometimes, I would send him a short message on his phone or write a brief letter online with a thank-you card. However, Colin never replied. The email address he had given me remained empty and lonely.

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He looked at me and said, "You're such a silly girl."

Accompany me through the wind and rain, witnessing the impermanence and vicissitudes of the world.

Thus, I cut off contact with Colin.

He took it seriously with both hands, shook his head and said with a smile, "I never thought Professor Ren's daughter would become a writer!"

Actually, as soon as I got home, I forgot about my promise. I started to miss Colin like crazy and realized that I couldn't even go a minute without him. Even though I knew he was at home, I still called him. I just wanted to hear his voice. So, I pretended to talk to him about my website and Colin's voice was extremely formulaic: "Oh, it's Ziyi. I just got back from a business trip. Your matter will have to wait a bit. Say hello to Professor Ren for me!"

Go to hell! I punched him. He didn't even dodge. I threw a heavy punch at him. To be honest, I didn't expect him not to dodge. I hit him hard right in the chest, and he grimaced in pain. I quickly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you not to dodge!"

Let's go, let's go, let's go. People always have to learn to grow up on their own.

Knowing that Colin has a wife, it was on a Friday afternoon.

"Are you going online?" I asked.

Meeting Colin was the most beautiful moment of my life.

Ren Ziyi. I said to myself: "You're finished!"

In fact, Colin arrived in just 10 minutes. He sat down and stared at me, saying, "You! Tell me, what's going on? Are you looking for death?"

All sincere and infatuated words will always remain in my heart, even though he is no longer there.

I don't know why, but suddenly I really want to go to Beijing. This idea came to me in just one second, and once it came, I couldn't suppress it anymore. I lied and said a magazine invited me to Beijing for a book launch, and the lie went smoothly. Then I took the express train to Beijing.

Is this how all writers are? Colin also laughed, "Do you enjoy playing such pranks?"

I hate the sound of Colin, even though I know he can't help it.

The price paid for love is always unforgettable.

Yes, yes! I've just been through a breakup! My heart is in a mess, and my eyes are restless. I haven't even learned a song yet, and the person who wanted to hear me sing has already disappeared from my sight!

If there is no news.

Yes," Colin said, "I'm afraid of her!"

I did not go to find Colin again.

Although it is early autumn, there is already a hint of coolness in the Beijing night. I had a long conversation with Colin, and he said he had never seen a girl like me before, like a fairy who had fallen to earth, making people both frightened and fond of me. Of course, he also talked to me about his family, his wife, his son, and his career. After endless topics, Colin held me in his arms and we fell asleep without doing anything.

Are you afraid of her? I asked somewhat sourly.

Okay, okay.Colin said, "It's hard to explain when you run into someone you know!"

Colin is my father's student, and of course, he can also be considered my fellow alumnus. However, he has already been working for a long time. I have never asked Colin how old he is. I guess he should be twenty-nine. Or maybe thirty? I think this is not important to me. What is important to me is that from the moment I first saw him, I fell in love with him.

Colin remained silent, and I regretted it again. I took the initiative to kiss him to apologize, but he responded to me very stiffly. Then he said to me, "Ziyi, you also need to listen to me. Sometimes, passionate love can burn everything down!"

"Whatever you want to achieve, just tell me, and I can make it happen for you!" Colin said to me. I gave him an exaggerated smile, showing all my teeth.

I cried even harder.

Colin was amazed at my complete lack of knowledge about computers, and he couldn't believe that I had been writing on a computer for a full three years.

"Of course," Colin said.

Colin looked at me and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Why are you so good to me? I'm taking advantage of it.