Chapter 68
Chapter 68
The new semester in Jiangnan starts, the weather is a little cold, I stay at home, lazy and don’t want to move, my mother tells me all day long, telling me to go out for a walk.
I wandered around the community and saw that the grandson my aunt held last year had already learned to walk, and the gardener was pruning the flowerbed with scissors. I stood there and watched for a while. If catkins came back, would she know? The flower beds have been pruned and pruned.
I probably don’t know, forget it, or I told her to forget it, I took out my phone and wanted to take a picture, the uncle just held up the big scissors, looked up and squinted at me, the green leaves on the scissors hadn’t fallen off, press down At the moment of the shutter, a strong wind blew up, swirling the broken leaves and blurring the whole picture.
I sent this photo with an imperfect composition to Liu Xu, hoping that she would know that it is going to rain here.
Looking up at the sky, it was gray and gray, like it was going to rain. I continued to raise my head and found my house habitually. I replaced the balcony with new potted plants. If the potted plants don’t survive the early spring, I will Let catkins throw it away for me.
Or we drop it together, which is fine, I think.
Let's see if a person named Liu Xu suddenly popped up next door, bent over the balcony, and waved to me. She called my name so gently forever.
But I know that catkins will never appear so suddenly, she always tells me in advance that she is waiting for me at a certain time and place on a certain day of a certain year.
So I will never be surprised by her appearance. It's just that she leaves occasionally. I don't understand why people are so flustered.
If Liu Xu's mother hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that Liu Xu would fly abroad every winter vacation, and she would come back next spring.
Speaking of the reason why it is easy to forget, it is probably because Liu Xu didn't say goodbye to me. She didn't even say goodbye, so she walked away quietly. I was really afraid that she would never come back.
The plane rumbled over my head, I blinked, on this plane, is there a person named Liu Xu who knows that I am thinking about her, I really want to miss her, but no matter how hard I try, I can’t cross the Pacific Ocean hug her.
I lowered my head and flipped through the phone, opened the chat message, slid my fingertips all the way down, found Liu Xu, sent the message, and stopped seven days ago.
Liu Xu's profile picture is gray, her personality signature is still the same, lying there like a dead body, the space has been covered with a layer of dust, I don't know when she will remember, pick up the broom and clean it.
Also occasionally think of me.
I took the mobile phone and pressed the shutter against the gray sky. The moment the picture was frozen, I heard the sound of the wind was very loud, and someone vaguely called my name again.
Post a new post, the words and pictures are very sensational, they are all the words and pictures used by Liu Xu last year, but the angle of the picture is slightly different, she is standing on the balcony to take the blue sky and white clouds, I am standing on the ground to take the picture What does it matter if the sky is overcast and cloudy, it's all the same sky, isn't it?
——Last night, the stars and the wind last night, for whom did the wind dew stand at midnight.
When I saw this sentence last year, I was riding a bicycle on the road to the photo studio. Halfway through the ride, I turned around by chance and saw catkins standing on the balcony. From a distance, I felt that the corner was full of melancholy.
I looked at the photos with joy and added filters to have different colors, and then printed them into paper with colored ink, cut them into neat rectangles, handed them to my palm, and put them into a photo frame.
Those days when the wind was blowing like a small sailboat, and the throbbing of young minds were all related to a person named Jiang Chuanfeng, but now I repeat the details of those days, and all I can think of are catkins.
I typed the last period of this poem, pressed the send button, and Qu Xiaoxiao came over and complained why I ignored her. I smiled and said that the wind was too strong and I couldn't hear her.
Qu Xiaoxiao didn't mind too much, she just said, if you're still standing here in such a strong wind, you won't be fooled.
Everything is excusable, thank her for taking it seriously.
Qu Xiaoxiao has been looking for me more and more frequently these days. It might be a bit inappropriate to say that. If I change this sentence a little bit, I should be able to directly feel how much the relationship between me and Qu Xiaoxiao has developed. Incredible.
Recently, I spend more and more time with Qu Xiaoxiao. It is no exaggeration to say that I spend more time with her than I spend with Mathematics Lord.
I admire Qu Xiaoxiao very much. She can come to my house on time every day, go to school with me, and accompany me to do self-study until ten o'clock in the evening every day, and then ride home by bike.
I don't know how she understands me, she seems to have witnessed my whole growth, from shallow to deep, knows my likes and tastes, if she didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that I don't like fish.
But in fact, I have eaten fish, and I made it by myself. I have forgotten the taste. I only remember the rain that day, the movie that day, and we watched the end of the play in bed that day.
The ending song of the movie played, and I learned to sneak in the dark, waiting for her to leave. Liu Xu was silent for a while, lifted the quilt and went home, the sound of rain was still so loud, I was really worried that her clothes would all be wet, so cold.
Later, I told my mother about this movie, and my mother asked me how the ending was. At that time, there was a brief blank in my mind. Back and forth, I lifted the corner of the quilt and saw the back of Liu Xu leaving, her feet. Touching the rainwater floating over from the balcony, I stepped over without hesitation.
Like farewell.
Qu Xiaoxiao sighed inwardly at An An's distraction. She repeated this sentence a few times before the other party responded. The wind at the end of winter blew over, and her hair covered her eyes.
She suddenly understood that An An's hair had grown longer, and her heart was full of tentacles, but if she didn't say something, it would be too late.
There are still so many people in the North Gate Square of CUHK, and the flowing clouds and rosy clouds cover the green shade. Qu Xiaoxiao and I rode bicycles around the square again and again. Qu Xiaoxiao rode faster than me. Seeing her figure, I was wondering when she rushed over from behind.
I was unsteady, and the two almost fell to the ground. Qu Xiaoxiao patted my head and smiled, and said, "An'an, are you unhappy?"
I shook my head and said, "No."
"Then why do you always look depressed?"
"I've always been like this."
The conversation was over, Qu Xiaoxiao ran to the convenience store next door to buy two bottles of water, I sat on the steps, looking up at the floating clouds in the sky, thinking of this time last year, I always sighed, after the first year of high school, there is still There is the second year of high school, after the second year of high school, there will be the third year of high school, after the third year of high school, there will be after, time is like running water, there is no end.
Thinking about it now, in fact, I have been walking on the edge of the end of time, walking so far, forgetting that we are just going around in a circle, the starting point is also the end point, but I feel afraid and hesitant.
"The years are long, and the clothes are thin." Liu Xu, who was sitting next to me, suddenly said something. I was wondering when she had literary talent, so she smiled mischievously and said, "The lyrics are here."
Then she sang.
It turned out to be very happy, but I didn't realize it
If you can forget longing for years, long clothes and thin clothes
No matter where you are, don't assume you might be by your side
I can also travel to foreign countries to eat and drink without worry
She sang, and I listened, but no matter what I couldn't understand the six words 'the years are long and the clothes are thin', Liu Xu sang so beautifully, I should know, I don't know if she would like to tell me.
In the first month after school started, Qu Xiaoxiao and I just entered the subway station from the North Gate Square of CUHK, when it started to rain in Guangzhou, and when we walked out of the subway station, it started to rain even harder.
"Or, I can just go home by myself, you go back first, so as not to get bigger and bigger." I gave her the umbrella and said, "You take the umbrella, anyway, my house is not far away."
If Qu Xiaoxiao accepts my proposal, she won't be Qu Xiaoxiao, "Let me see you off, take you home, and then I will go home."
"This..." I raised my eyes to look at the sky, worried that the bus system in Guangzhou would be paralyzed and the roads would be severely congested, and it would be very troublesome for Qu Xiaoxiao to go home.
"I'll see you off." Qu Xiaoxiao insisted.
The road was really long, and it rained heavily. I thought about it crackling, and suddenly, I remembered that I had held the same umbrella with Jiang Chuanfeng and escaped the same rain.
It's just that the umbrella I threw in the stairwell with courage at that time, is it rusty now?
I habitually turned my head to look, and always felt that in the white mist of rain and fog, someone watched me leave without mentioning the promise I had made with her to go home together.
After I left, catkins were still waiting for me. I forgot how long I had been waiting. At that time, I was walking back along the road. There were no fireflies in the sky in early winter. The lights were flickering after the rain. I put away the Jiangchuan wind Umbrella, across the wide gray road, I saw catkins.
She sat there, the bus passed in front of her, and the exhaust fumes sounded like the heart of the city whimpering, which made people feel uncomfortable.
The lights in the distance hit her toes, stretching the time for a long time. The colorful trees were silent, and there was no wind or rain.
I was a little dazed watching it. Turning back at that time could not save anything, it could only prove that I remembered it thoroughly and left easily without feeling guilty.
Looking back now, I shouldn't have let Liu Xu wait for me, I did something wrong.
Qu Xiaoxiao asked me what I was looking at, I shook my head, looked away, and said, nothing.
When I walked to the entrance of the community, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, the doorman was reading the newspaper again, the glass windows were covered with fog, and he was vaguely seen turning the pages of the newspaper.
A child passed me with an umbrella, and I took a closer look. It was the child who was confessed on Valentine's Day the year before last.
He seems to have grown a lot taller now. I don’t know if he will still receive love letters and confessions from girls. Do he still remember the little girl named Zhang Chuchu? Give me fairy wands.
The child pushed open the door of the security room and walked in. Through the fog, I couldn't see it clearly. There was fog curling up vaguely, and the spray on the glass was very beautiful.
Originally, it should be fine for Qu Xiaoxiao to send me here, but she didn't leave, Qu Xiaoxiao didn't have any emotions, she looked at me very sincerely.
"An An."
"Ok?"
Her confession appeared without warning, like a thunderbolt, the white light that split out distorted the surrounding scenery, and her voice was whirling through a curtain of rain.
Qu Xiaoxiao said she likes me.
I was stunned, Qu Xiaoxiao said a few more words, maybe it was raining too much, I couldn't hear it clearly, I only saw the expression on her face proclaiming that she likes me.
In order not to disappoint Qu Xiaoxiao's previous foreshadowing, I calmly accepted this fact, as if I had predicted it early, so I wouldn't panic too much.
After stepping on the elevator, I slumped there with some powerlessness, thinking about the phone in my pocket, it was Qu Xiaoxiao's news, as if she was afraid that I wouldn't believe it, she repeated and expressed it over and over again.
I responded with three words very calmly, I know.
No more.
The author has something to say: This chapter...was written in a hurry.
Originally, I wanted to lay the groundwork carefully, bring out the small details in front of everything, dig out the memories, and the psychological process of the characters in the story will be much fuller.
But now I'm just... unfinished?
This chapter is the content of ten chapters being compressed!I feel really sorry for all the content I wrote earlier...
Eh...don't care.
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