14 years time difference

Chapter 17 5-2

The spring rain in Jincheng has been falling for two consecutive days. Most of the time, the rain is not heavy, and it stops occasionally. After a while, it starts to fall again and again.Water is everywhere, one puddle after another. Meixi South Road is low-lying and the water is deep. Lin Zhique walked back from the bus station under the bridge to Dusi’s house. It was the pair she wore from 2019, her only pair of shoes.So, at this very moment, she was sitting on the sofa in the living room with the Dusi people, blowing shoes with that old hair dryer and watching TV at the same time.

"Legend of Sword and Fairy" was playing on TV, but the roar of the hair dryer was too loud, as if watching a pantomime.

Dusi was sitting next to her, hugging his knees, obediently, turning his head to talk to her from time to time, but the noise was too loud, and he swallowed the words again. Later, he focused on Watching the silent TV with my knees in my arms, I seem to be very engrossed in watching it.

The shoes were still heavy after blowing for a long time, only the surface felt a little dry, Lin Zhique simply stopped blowing, put the hair dryer and shoes aside, and asked Du Siren what was the cause and effect of what was happening on TV, Du Si The man replied falteringly, er, it seems that it is... and he can't tell why.

She couldn't answer, so she picked up the remote control and said it was not good-looking, and she wanted to change the channel.

The next station, an infomercial, is peddling diet pills.On the next station, the evening news rebroadcast. In 2005, there were not enough TV programs. After the time of evening prime-time TV series, there were not many good-looking ones.The TV set in Du's living room is an old-fashioned 4:3 large screen. Compared with the thin and light widescreen Lin Zhique is used to, it looks very bulky. Mostly, I watch it with her mother occasionally when I work overtime in the living room at night. Unlike when I was a child, each station broadcasts what at what time, and which one will take over when the show is over. few.

Switching to the provincial TV station, it happened to be rebroadcasting the audition program of "Love Girls", which was the episode that Lin Zhique watched with Lu Shan at the boutique video store at noon.Du Siren seemed very interested, and leaned forward, saying that today both Lu Xiaohua and Xu Wenjing said they would sign up for this competition.

Lin Zhique ignored her and said coldly, "Let's watch "Legend of Sword and Fairy" instead."

For a moment, she thought, if the thread was cut off at the beginning, wouldn't it be torn to the final broken end?

Du Siren pitifully turned her head and begged: "Wait for a while. If you switch back now, "Legend of Sword and Fairy" must have finished." She held the remote control, and Lin Zhique reached out to grab it: "Where is it over? You are talking nonsense. Change back quickly, I want to see Liu Yifei." Du Siren hid the remote control behind him, and then raised it very high, intentionally keeping Lin Zhique out of reach, the two fought together, Lin Zhique turned to Du Si People pinched and pinched, Du Siren laughed loudly and begged for mercy repeatedly: "Okay, okay, change it now, change it now!"

"Change quickly." Lin Zhique instructed.She retracted her body and sat down, feeling that the movements just now were too familiar and a little embarrassing.

Switching back to the channel just now, the ending song of the record has already started, and Du Siren is very proud: "Look, I'll just say it!" Then quickly press to the provincial TV station.Those contestants with all kinds of strange shapes that Lin Zhique had seen during the day, those who faked guitar, those who danced pole dance, those who couldn't find their tune, those who suddenly dropped their waists while singing, appeared on the stage one by one.

Different from Lu Shan's indifference and sarcasm, Du Siren is born to be a super cheerleader. No matter who is on the stage or what kind of moth, she can always boast a few words from the bottom of her heart, saying that the typhoon is very good, the hairstyle Good-looking, with a thin waist... It seems that she is born to only see the good points of others.

Chen Jia appeared.Holding a guitar, she bowed and said, hello judges and teachers, my name is Chen Jia, and I am from Nancheng, Guangdong.Then she began to play and sing a Cantonese song, which was "Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter" by Leslie Cheung.

Only this paragraph, Du Siren read without saying a word.

Lin Zhique said lightly: "I guess this person will win the national championship."

After Chen Jia sang half of the song, the judges on TV were praising her.

Du Siren nodded, "Sings beautifully." She paused, then said very firmly, "However, I guess she is the runner-up, and the champion is Lu Xiaohua."

Lin Zhique disagreed: "Then I'll bet you."

Du Siren firmly supported his good friend Lu Xiaohua: "What are you betting on?"

Before the words were finished, Chen Jia on the TV screen was unanimously approved by the three judges, and went straight to the top [-] in the competition area. Du Siren's jaw dropped in shock, and Lin Zhique said triumphantly, "How is it? Do you still want to bet?"

Du Siren said guiltily, "It's a small bet."

"Okay, I'll tell you when I win." She didn't think of anything to bet on, but she just liked to bully people casually.

"Then you lost?"

"I won't lose."

At this moment, the landline at home rang, and Du Siren picked up the phone. It was Lu Xiaohua, who shouted excitedly: "Have you watched TV? Chen Jia is so handsome! I have decided, and I will To sing "Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter"!"

Dusi's head was full of black lines: "Do you speak Cantonese?"

"So what if you don't? Music doesn't distinguish between languages, okay? Oh my God, Chen Jia is so handsome! If I go to the competition, I'll get to know her!" Lu Xiaohua screamed excitedly from the other end.

Du Siren hung up the phone, very dissatisfied: "This Chen Jia, can he sing so well?"

Lin Zhique nodded: "Sing well, look better."

On TV, the next girl from a minority ethnic group who sang a folk song, with dark skin, big arms and round waist, sang loudly.When Du Siren saw it, he muttered, "I think this one is better!" As a result, the ethnic minority sister was signaled by the judges to ring the bell, and she was eliminated before she finished singing.

The show only lasted for 45 minutes. When it was over, the clock on the wall was nearly eleven o'clock. Lin Zhique said "I'm going to sleep" and got up to go back to the room. Du Siren said to her behind her: "Good night. " She didn't answer, just waved her hands casually.

After closing the door, she sat down at the desk again, rubbed her temples, took out the mobile phone from the drawer, turned on the screen, and stared at it for a while.Her screen saver was her work schedule, which was still stuck in the week before she came to Jincheng.

B-end docking meeting; version 7.0 indicator tracking; user feedback for one week after launch...

Now all this is far away from her, and it seems especially strange.She is a clerk in a video store, responsible for cashiering and sorting out the cabinets. She tells customers eighteen times a day: Jay Chou's CD is in the first cabinet, which one to buy if you want to listen to SHE's "You Are Electric, You Are Light", "Contemporary" The poster for "Song World" was packaged by the magazine, so I can't specify which star I want...

In the empty drawer, apart from her mobile phone, there was still only the small black box I saw last time.

She hesitated for a moment, then took out the box and opened it.

It is a beautiful diamond ring.

At this time, she heard Du Siren calling her from upstairs: "Sister Zhi Que."

Du Siren yelled one after another, so she had no choice but to cover the box and put it back in the drawer.She got up, as if she was dealing with a child, and said in a long voice: "——what's the matter?" She opened the door and went upstairs.

Du Siren hung half of his body on the stairs, watching Lin Zhique come upstairs.

She led her to see her room, and Lin Zhique entered without knowing it: "What's wrong?"

"Look."

She heard dripping water somewhere.Tick, tick, rhythmic ringing.

It turned out that there was a place in the room where the ceiling was leaking.The Dusi people had already taken a water basin and put it on the ground to catch it. The water splashed down, and the sound was especially loud in the silent night.

"Why don't you find someone to fix it?"

"It has been repaired several times. The house is a bit old, and it starts to leak again every rainy season."

"Oh." Lin Zhique nodded, "Then why did you ask me to come up here? I don't know how to repair."

"Water dripping all the time, it's too noisy."

"Ok?"

Du Siren smiled cutely: "Can I sleep with you for one night?"

"Why do you want to sleep with me? Can't you sleep in your parents' room?"

Lin Zhique turned and went downstairs, followed by Du Siren.

"Their room has not been made, and it has not been cleaned for more than half a month. It is very dusty."

"Then why don't you wear headphones and listen to music while sleeping?"

"No, there is radiation, and you will get brain cancer."

While speaking, she followed her into the room, the desk drawer was still open, Lin Zhique walked in front of Du Siren, and closed the drawer nonchalantly.

Du Siren voluntarily lay down on one side of the bed, and the quilt she found for Lin Zhique was big and soft enough to sleep two people.Lin Zhique had no choice but to let her lie on the other side with the lights off, and closed her eyes. The tiredness from a day's work suddenly overwhelmed her, and she felt like she was falling in the dark...

However, Dusi's voice suddenly sounded in the air.

"Sister, do you want to listen to the radio?"

Lin Zhique suddenly woke up again.She wanted to strangle the Dusi people.

"I want to sleep."

"Going to bed so early? Listen to it for a while, today is Tuesday, and there is "Voice of the City"."

"Then you go get the radio. Don't come in when you're out."

"I brought it."

Lin Zhique opened his eyes and adapted to the darkness for a while. With a faint moonlight, he saw Du Siren took out a walkman from nowhere and was groping to separate the entangled earphone cables carefully.Lin Zhique hates wired earphones. Her patience is very limited. If she cannot untie the earphone cable for more than 5 seconds, she will go crazy. Dusiren is the opposite of her, who is born with patience and patience.

Dusi fumbled in the dark to insert an earphone into her ear.Her hand was warm, brushing her cheek as she groped.

"Voices of the City" seems to be a program for requesting songs by letters. The contents of the letters are mostly about the troubles of secret love, the pressure of work and family, wishing for a smooth exam, and then ordering a love song or an inspirational golden song.

There was a letter saying that my family did not agree with my relationship. In the third year after we broke up, my ex-girlfriend got married. When I wrote this letter, I was returning from her wedding.

"...I am really happy today. This is the most important day in my life. I am happy for myself, not for her. I am happy for the person I love and finally got the happiness she wants, and Feeling happy... Maybe it's because she got happiness first, so I don't feel so guilty."

At the end of the letter, I ordered a song called "Friends First Day Cover".

There is nothing new under the sun.In her ears are the anchor's soft chanting, and the ordinary and long-winded worries of the audience's letters. All these are getting farther and farther away from her, turning into incomprehensible characters, floating in the dark sky, and she is falling... …

As a result, Du Siren suddenly said again: "Sister, do you think I should also sign up for "Love Girls"?"

Lin Zhique was awakened again.

She resisted the urge to strangle Du Siren, and after a long while, she managed to utter a word: "...do you like singing?"

The Dusi people seemed to think about it seriously, "I like to dance. It's also good to sing."

"But it's a singing show."

Lin Zhique especially remembered that summer, she held up the cardboard she made for Chen Jia, and several other classmates who also liked Chen Jia met Du Zhian in a shopping mall near the school. People and horses, holding a large poster of the Dusi people, are looking for passers-by to solicit votes.

She still remembers mocking Du Zhian, hey, Du Zhian, can your aunt sing?

Dusi said: "I know. I just think it feels good to stand on the stage." There was the rustling sound of pillow fabric being rubbed in the darkness, and Dusi seemed to turn around to face her, "Go up The last time I danced in a bar and you didn't see it."

"Didn't I go?"

"You said you forgot."

"Seems to be."

"Okay." The Dusi people were a little discouraged, and then they cheered up and said: "But there are so many people watching me dancing, and there is a feeling of light hitting my body... I can't tell, it's really good."

"Are they watching? They're just drinking too much and dancing with demons." Lin Zhique poured cold water on it.

"..." Dusi put his arms under his head and moved closer to her, "Is my singing okay? It's not bad."

"I don't know, you sing and listen."

Du Siren cleared his throat very seriously.

She hummed softly in the dark: "...Akississtillakiss, Asighisjustasigh. Thefundamentalthingsapply, astimegoesby..."

She has no skills in singing, but it's not ugly. Her voice is a clean mezzo-soprano, not clear, and occasionally a few words are sung in a low voice, which is like her personality, gentle and generous.

She sang a few lines and asked nervously, "How, how?"

Lin Zhique replied in his heart, it sounds pretty good.

But she only said: "Aren't you going to graduate soon? Do you have so much time to participate in the competition?"

"Hmm... yes." Du Si was a little disappointed.

"What will you do after graduation?"

"I don't know. My father asked me to work as a clerk in an agency. I don't want to go."

"What's wrong? A state-owned enterprise with good benefits and leisure."

"I can't say there's anything wrong with it, but I just don't want to go."

Outside the window, it started raining again.Tick, tick, tick.

Dusi said again: "If I go to the competition, will you vote for me?"

Lin Zhique replied indifferently: "I don't have a mobile phone, how can I vote for you. Sleep."

"Oh……"

Du Siren carefully took the earphones away from her ears, turned off the Walkman, wound the earphone wires neatly around the machine, got up a little and put them on the bedside table, and then lay down on the bed again.

Lin Zhique recalled the draft in 2005. Although it was popular, the star-making model was still immature. Even if it reached the top ten in the country, by 2019, only the top three would still be active in the entertainment industry. There has been no news, and even no trace of this person.And the Dusi people... In 2019, the Dusi people have been to another world for many years.

In her gradually drowsy consciousness, a certain memory that had been faded away became clear at the junction of dream and reality: loud crying, silent tears, obviously she is a close relative of flesh and blood, but she seems to be out of the mood free.

On a spring night in 2005, when Du Siren was lying beside her, breathing evenly and softly, Lin Zhique suddenly felt that she was cold-blooded and selfish back then. She realized that the young and beautiful girl beside her, her life The countdown has begun.In the chaotic doze, she unconsciously held the hand of Du Siren under the quilt, as if she wanted to keep her desperately.

Dusi seemed to be taken aback, but just let her hold it without moving.

She sank into the dream of the spring night.

Dusi held her hand and lay on his side, looking at her profile in the dark.She can't eat spicy food, and she's not acclimatized these days. She has a pimple on her nose, which is especially conspicuous on the tip of her pretty nose.Her hands were a little cold, even though they had been placed under the quilt all the time, they didn't warm them up.The rain outside the window hit the ground, as clear as a heartbeat.

In the spring night of 2005, people in Dusi can only remember so much.

And she fell asleep, she didn't know it.