When will you be back? I'll be waiting for you.

Chapter 1.

"I hear he's back."

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I remember a long time ago when I was having dinner with a bunch of friends, a friend suddenly told me that. I am not afraid to lose face when I say it. I liked a boy very much at that time. He had to fly to different places every day because of his work, and he could not stay in this city for a few days. I always ask my friend to help me find out where he is today, and then use my cell phone to check the time difference between that place and ours, pinching my watch and giving him "good morning", "good night" and "have you eaten yet" every day.

at that time, my friends liked to tease me and sometimes tricked me into coming back, as if it were an unpleasant mantra. As soon as I said that, I would run away and call him, and then there was a busy tone, but next time the spell still works.

that person comes back without a name or description, and that will automatically create the most conspicuous appearance in your mind. Even a casual walk has an excuse to be persuaded. I don't know where I can run into him. The man came back, so there was an expectation in his heart and a look in his eyes, which was a deadly spell.

I love to hear people say "come back", "go home" and "go back" as if everything is slowly returning to where they belong. like Akiba drifting down slowly, the bubbles in Coke gradually settle down, and I quietly cling to your arms waiting for your kiss to fall.

Chapter 2.

"I hear he's back." When Momoh said this to me, we were having coffee, and I saw a cappuccino Bubble on her lips. "he's back at last."

Momoh was twenty years old when he met him.

at that time, two people were called to drink by the same group of friends. Momoh didn't drink well, and the friends were half-drunk after drinking one by one. When it was his turn to drink with him, the boy poured Momoh's wine into his glass. People around him booed and said, "help others drink one more drink."

two glasses of wine have been linked ever since.

for a long time, two people called each other comrades-in-arms at a friend's wine bureau. It was a carefree day, Vancouver ushered in the warmest season, we have endless words, endless wine, and youth that seems to never disappear.

I asked her, what kind of person is he in your heart? She said that it was the first person to understand herself, as if he could know his tiredness at any time, and then gently told him to remember to rest.

"you know what? At that time, I was so tired, I didn't finish a lot of things, and there was still a mess at home. I was really tired. When he picked me up, he happened to see me cry and didn't ask what had happened, so he took me around the city many times until I calmed down. You know what? Some people don't say anything, as if they know what you need. There was a look in her eyes as she spoke.

later, when the boys wanted to go to the United States for development, they had a special dinner and said goodbye to us in turn. When we touched our glasses with Momoh, we all booed and said, "tell him not to go." Momoh smiled and drank a glass of red wine. In the days after that, we went on as usual, and sometimes we could see Momoh sending messages in our common group, "when will that xxx come back to see us?" This has been going on for five whole years.

I have seen Momoh's mobile phone. In those days, she kept it in her photo albums, out of focus, overexposed, and some short videos accidentally recorded in slow motion, which was occupied and refreshed by many new photos. It seems to be getting farther and farther away from us.

Chapter 3.

"he's back."

I thought I had forgotten. At that time, there was plenty of sunshine and Rain Water, the wind blew past the roar of speeding cars, and the full beer reflected the bar's neon lights strangely with Bubble. And he grabbed the glass and drank it and said, "I know you're tired, let's go back."

in the silent mobile phone screen, in the gradually stacked copywriting project, in the mailbox filled with work plans for today and tomorrow, she clicked on the familiar name.

-I'm back.

-I know you're tired alone. -Let me take care of you, okay?

know that man at the age of 20 and meet again at the age of 25. At first thought the established outcome, imagined the scene of reunion many times, even the tone and tone of the first sentence secretly practiced many times, and finally waited until he came back. There was a traffic jam on the way to the airport. I arrived almost an hour late. I saw him standing there at the far entrance, holding the suitcase in the same posture, and even the arc of the corner of his mouth did not change. I thought in a trance that it had been blank in recent years. Nothing has changed.

"I know you're tired." He hugged her, "so I came back."

I know. I know everything. I know everything about you.

to love someone is to know how hard she is after every tiredness, to know her tiredness every time she frowns, and to remember that she always forgets to take good care of herself, knowing that she only needs to be loved in the end.

long-term companionship is nothing more than to accompany you to slack off for a while when you are tired from such a long walk, and then accompany you to go further.

Chapter 4.

you always ask me what I like about you.

is there any reason to like you, just because I am very happy with you? And the reason for being very happy with you is probably that among tens of thousands of people, only you can understand my mind with one look in your eyes.

when will you be back? I've been waiting for you.