The stars were twinkling and the lights were shining.
Su Qingjia blinked hard to clear her eyes. The young man's sincere confession pierced her heart, and tears rolled down her face.
Carlos's chest was heaving up and down, and the tattoo on his left chest was very eye-catching under the young man's fair skin.
"Su Qingjia." The first half was in Spanish, and the second half was in Chinese. The black mark was still very clear, and it had been tattooed not long ago.
Carlos stared at her and said slowly,"
"Bella, I know I'm not good enough. I'm not good enough. I still have a lot of shortcomings, but I'll grow very tall. I'll become very strong. I'll learn Chinese well. I'll practice Chinese characters well.”
"Even though I don't know what kind of person you will like in the future, I will try my best to become someone you like. I won't go to nightclubs, I won't smoke, I won't fight with others, I won't skip class, I won't gamble. I will take good care of my hair so that it doesn't look like a bird's nest. I will take good care of the ivy you gave me and make it full of vitality. I will work hard to listen to piano music and understand music knowledge…"
"Maybe five years later, you won't like me anymore. It's fine, because I'm not the best choice for you. Maybe ten years later, you don't like me, but it's fine, because I can't give you the best life. Maybe twenty years later, you don't like me, but it's okay, because I'm getting old and not worthy of you. Maybe after 50 years, you don't like me anymore. It's okay. I'll be with you this time because you're getting old. Those who love you will leave you, but I'll still love you.”
"I don't know what China is like, I don't know what America is like, but I know, Bella, no matter where you are, in my heart, you will always be the most beautiful.”
Su Qingjia tried her best to hold back her tears and stop them from flowing. However, it was as if a huge hole had opened in her heart, and she could not fill it no matter how hard she tried.
Carlos approached her step by step, and his shadow slowly grew longer under the light." Bella, I don't know how to speak. I often make mistakes and make you angry. I'm not smart enough to always ask you to tutor me. I know that sometimes I'm too childish and immature, but I'll change all my bad habits for you.”
Su Qingjia was gently held in his arms. She could feel the warmth of his chest. His beating red heart interweaved with the cicadas in the dark night. Her ear was pressed against the left side of her chest, and she seemed to hear his heart saying to her,
"Su Qingjia."
"This is the first time I've hugged you without your permission. I hope you won't be angry.”Carlos quickly let go of her hand. He lowered his head, his eyes sparkling." Bella, go back and rest. I wish you a happy life in America."”
Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Carlos reached out and pulled up her cardigan." Look at me. I made you cry again. It's cold tonight. Don't catch a cold. Let's go. I'll watch you leave."”
"Will you send me off tomorrow?" Su Qingjia choked.
The little golden retriever smiled brightly, but it also seemed very lonely." Of course, I'll definitely send you off. When you come back, I will be the first to pick you up. Let's go, it's getting late."
Su Qingjia turned around, and the shadows of the two were separated. When they reached the door, Su Qingjia looked back and saw the young man waving at her with a smile.
*
At the beginning of October, a heavy rain washed away the heat of Barcelona. The parasol trees were so green that they looked like soldiers on a farewell ceremony.
At Anplatt Airport, the flight to the United States was about to take off. Su Qingjia was going through the security check.
Bella, what are you looking at?" Ming Ling looked at her daughter who kept looking back and asked.
She was about to board the plane, but the person she was waiting for had not arrived yet. She shook her head at Ming Ling and said,"It's nothing. I'm just looking around. It'll be a long time before I can see it again.”
Su Jingkang stroked Su Qingjia's long hair and said,""Daddy and Mommy will visit you often if they have time. Don't worry. Even if Daddy doesn't have time, Mommy will definitely accompany you.”
"Baby, don't think like that. Don't you still have a holiday? You can come back during the holidays. Mommy will make you your favorite food, okay?”Ming Ling squatted down. Her smile was beautiful, but her red and swollen eyes still revealed her emotions.
Louis comforted the couple."It's fine. Don't you trust me? I'll take good care of Bella. She'll be fine in America. Don't worry. If it's the holidays, I'll bring her back with me. By then, I won't be able to eat less.”
" Yes," Su Jingkang nodded." Then I'll have to leave it to you. Bella is still so young. Sigh."”
The announcement at the airport had sounded. Su Qingjia and Louis had to leave.
Ming Ling and Su Jingkang waved at them. Their tears finally rolled down.
Su Qingjia looked back again. There were many people waiting to pick her up and send her off, but she still couldn't find the person she was looking for. She gathered her thoughts, waved at her parents, and walked out with Louis.
" Bella, wait, wait, Bella..." Carlos 'voice came from the entrance. Su Qingjia turned around abruptly.
The young man's blond hair was a little messy. He was sweating a lot and his cheeks were flushed. Speed was his advantage. In a short while, he ran to the railing.
"Bella, wait, just a moment, just a moment, okay?”He pleaded with Su Qingjia while panting.
After getting Louis 'permission, Su Qingjia quickly ran over." Carlos, you're finally here."”
Carlos smiled weakly. He handed over the cup in his hand and said,""I promised to send you off. Bella, can you promise me a small request?”
"What request?" Su Qingjia took the cup and said.
"This is the spring water I got from the Canaretes Fountain. Bella, can you drink it?”The young man's voice was filled with anticipation. Although he was already very tired, his eyes were still shining brightly.
Su Qingjia knew the story. There was a magical fountain next to the Plaza Catalan called Canareste. According to legend, anyone who drank the water there would definitely return to Barcelona in their lifetime.
Su Qingjia's eyes were a little wet. She lowered her head and opened the cup. She drank all the spring water in one go and then returned the cup to Carlos." I will come back. I promise you."”
Louis began to urge her, and Su Qingjia looked into his eyes and said,""Carlos, goodbye. I wish you better and better, and your dreams will come true.”
The blond youth's ears were a little red, like a small red fan waving." Yes, I will, Bella. I wish you all the best."”He stuffed a letter into Su Qingjia's hands, then took a few steps back and waved at her." Goodbye, Bella."”
On the plane, Su Qingjia opened the letter. There was only a photo inside. It was a photo of Carlos 'chest tattoo. The black and white colors formed an extreme impact. Su Qingjia put the photo in her backpack and tucked it away with a book.
*
After returning from the airport, Carlos went to the Plaza de Colombo for a long time. He bought something to feed the seagulls by the dock. Some of the seagulls pecked at the food and flew away, while some were bold enough to continue pecking.
Back then, this was where Colombus set off for the New World, America. Carlos knew that the United States was on the other side of the sea, but he sat here and looked at it for a long time. The horizon was always so calm.
He placed his hand on the left side of his chest to feel his heartbeat. The tattoo was slightly hot.
Before Bella left, he went to Rambla Avenue alone. Bards and performers were still tirelessly showing off their specialties to passers-by. There were wandering singers playing guitar in the alleys along the street, and the classic song " Mucho " was rearranged.
Outside the bar, a young man who had drunk a lot of cold beer expressed his love to a beautiful girl. The girl agreed excitedly with a red face. They walked into the tattoo parlor together and got couple tattoos.
Carlos suddenly had an inexplicable urge.
As the guitar player sang, he walked into the tattoo parlor and asked the tattoo artist if he could tattoo a sentence for him. The tattoo artist smiled and agreed.
After taking a shower, he was brought to the tattoo site. He wrote the content of the tattoo on a piece of paper and taught it to the tattoo artist.
The tattooist asked him what the words at the back meant. He told the tattooist that it was the name of the girl he liked. The tattooist smiled and said,"I guess so."
After the disinfection, the skilled tattoo artist began to operate the machine. The tattoo needle pierced holes on his body, and black ink was injected into his skin. It was a little painful and a little cold.
The song " Mucho''was still repeating. He could only hear a little music and then he hummed along in his heart.
The pain caused by the tattoo was much more than he had imagined, but Carlos felt that it was all worth it.
When he was learning Chinese, the black-haired girl told him that her name came from a Chinese poem. Although he did not understand it, he still tried his best to remember it.
In Chinese, the passage was described as such," The heavy lake is stacked with clear and beautiful flowers. There are three autumn osmanthus seeds and ten miles of lotus.”
Bella told him that Qing Jia meant beautiful.
Bella was sitting in front of the window of the small classroom when she said that. She was as beautiful as a painting. He felt that Bella's name was really good, really good, really like her.
He thought that even if the lotuses bloomed in summer and the fragrance of the laurel trees in autumn could not compare to Bella's beauty.
Before he knew it, the tattoo was done. The tattoo artist wiped the blood off his chest and washed away the excess paint.
Five days later, the tattoo was completely healed. Carlos could not wait to find his black-haired doll.
He wanted her to see his tattoo and see his love for her.
The night wind was chilly, but he didn't feel cold at all even though he was only wearing his coat.
He unzipped his shirt and revealed his heart to the girl he loved.
The first time he hugged this girl, he pressed her ear to his left chest. Tears stained his skin, burning like a fireball.
He hoped that she could hear his heart and feel his burning sincerity.
I tattoo you on my heart, I put you in my heart.
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