14 years time difference

Chapter 53 13-3

The people from Dusi packed up the last few balls of clothes that Lu Xiaohua left in the closet, and the whole dormitory became empty, with the wooden bed exposed, and only a few hard-to-scrape adhesive marks left on the tabletop.

Lin Zhique sat on the table, wiping off the drops of water that were about to drip from the hair that had just been washed.

She lied to Du Siren that the mobile phone was damaged by the aunt next to her who accidentally spilled water, and she had already sent it for repair. After the graduation ceremony, she abruptly dragged Du Siren to the video store, closed the shutter, and the two tidied up. One day shelves.

Director Li is in Beijing, participating in the graduation season film festival of his alma mater, the timing is really good.

Du Siren is still faintly upset by the handwriting on the CD, laughs less, and is not as verbose as usual, but Lin Zhique thinks he is the fox who is best at taking advantage of other people's preferences, and first coaxes her to say that he may not be able to deal with the messy goods in the store Classify, and then listen to her command according to the order, and finally add a few praises in an ambiguous tone like admiration, so that she will stay by her side obediently all day.

It may also be because Dusi people are fools who are not stingy about favoritism and don't care about how this favoritism will be used.

The fool stood in front of the window without saying a word, waiting for the sunset to slant and reflect golden light on the top of the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

With a very gentle sentimentality in her voice, she whispered, "I graduated."

Lin Zhique looked at her back.

This is the time to step up and hug.

It was the moment when I should put my warm cheek against the side of her neck and say happy graduation to her in a comforting tone.

However this will never happen.

Only the usual unserious tone said lightly: "Then I wish you a happy graduation."

"I won't be able to see the sunset here anymore."

"Shouldn't have seen it."

"why?"

"Didn't you give it to me? Why do you keep looking at my things?"

Du Siren turned around and looked at Lin Zhique helplessly.

She said softly, "Then I have to watch you."

They stared at each other for a few seconds in the dusk that dazzled half the room.

Du Siren suddenly said, "I don't like him."

She was the first to look away, unable to hide her disappointment, and then took out a bunch of keys in her pants pocket: "Come on, I'll return the keys to the aunt downstairs."

Lin Zhique remained motionless.

"You go take a shower."

"Ok?"

"I said, after you take a shower, we will go to check out."

Du Si was puzzled: "I can go home and take a shower."

"Don't go home tonight."

She can't go home, and it's best not to get in touch with more people until tomorrow night.

"what?"

"You sleep with me tonight."

"Ah?" Du Siren's eyes flickered and he stuttered, "Why?"

"Didn't you ask me what I mean? I'll tell you tonight."

The weather is getting hotter.

Lin Zhique stretched out his hand to brush the long wet hair on his shoulders, feeling that this behavior was very humble, as if he was afraid that some bad fantasies would not appear in the mind of Du Siren.

That's what she did.

When Lin Zhique woke up from the self-study class preparing for the final exam, the corridor was extremely noisy.The bell for the end of get out of class had already rang, and the students were in a mess. In her eyes, it was like a group of ugly big-headed fish hopping to the outside of the classroom, not knowing what happened outside.

She pricked up her ears to listen, and amidst many young voices whispering or loudly discussing, an enraged middle-aged man suddenly yelled and cursed loudly, but it was difficult to distinguish the content. She only heard a few key words intermittently: money Where did you spend it, you will be killed if you don’t tell me, you will lose money...

Lin Zhique swept the papers and workbooks on the table into his schoolbag, and at the bottom was a photocopied excellent model essay: "Ten years later, I look forward to it", class one (6) of junior high school, Du Zhi install.She didn't even want to read it, so she folded the model essay a few times asymmetrically and stuffed it into her schoolbag.

The students crowded around the guardrail of the corridor and looked down.

She walked behind them and heard them saying, "What class is that? The classroom of Class 6?"

The teaching building has three orientations. Standing on the upper floor, you can clearly see the external corridors of the classrooms facing the other two orientations downstairs.

Lin Zhique also leaned over to take a look.

The man downstairs was holding his belt, scolding like he was not relieved, and suddenly started chasing and beating a female student. From one end of the corridor to the other, the students along the way scattered in shock. In just ten seconds or so, the beaten The girl squatted down with her head in her arms, curled up in a ball silently, and let the belt pull on her body, making a few slaps, and even the sound of cutting the air was extremely sharp. A female classmate standing in front of Lin Zhique seemed to have been beaten. The same subconsciously hugged his shoulders.

The students were discussing.

"Who? Dare to beat someone like this in school?"

"Looks like her father."

"Has anyone called the teacher?"

The man pulled something from the girl, and the girl jumped up to fight him, and then he tore the paper, and he cursed: "What kind of bullshit signature, watching dubious people on TV all day long !"

The girl finally made a sound, crying out heartbroken: "Give it back to me!"

The belt snapped and continued to dance.

The female classmate by the guardrail said: "Oh my God, what is that? A school card?"

Lin Zhique turned around and shouted, "Teacher! Where's the teacher?"

She shouted and ran to the stairs.She knows what it is.The girl who was beaten was Xu Xinan.

She ran downstairs, rushed to the teacher's office in the opposite direction, pushed open the closed door, and shouted recklessly: "Teacher! Someone beat someone in class 6!" There was a class meeting in the office, and the teachers were all stunned Turning her head abruptly, she didn't have time to elaborate, she turned and ran to Xu Xinan again.

When he ran straight to the middle of the corridor, another figure ran from the direction of the bathroom, stopped in front of Xu Xinan, and was also severely whipped by the blind belt.

The man screamed.

It's Du Zhian.

Du Zhi'an yelled: "It's against the law to beat someone! I'll call the police and arrest you!"

The man scolded her: "You report it, I see which policeman would dare not let me discipline my child? Go away!"

Du Zhian was more than a head shorter than him, held his head high, and answered clearly and loudly: "I won't go away, try hitting me? If you dare to touch me, I will make my father sue you!"

It really is Du Zhian who can say it.

The other students finally came to their senses, a few taller boys surrounded him and stood in front of Xu Xinan with Du Zhian, trying to persuade him.

Another sound came from behind, and someone shouted: The teacher is here!

That tone was like a savior finally descended from heaven.

Lin Zhique opened his throat and shouted across the crowd: "Xu Xinan! Run!"

She didn't know if Xu Xinan, like her, hated being saved by anyone, and would rather rush to the sky alone.

Xu Xinan turned his head and wiped away his tears.

Then she turned and ran, halfway down the hallway amidst her father's yelling, to the exit leading to the atrium.Lin Zhique followed behind her, and the two of them ran across the crowded atrium and the long school road outside the teaching building.The cars coming to pick up the students filled the road outside the school gate, honking their horns one after another. Xu Xinan was running so fast that Lin Zhique stopped several times to take a breath.

They ran across two crossroads one after another like this, and finally came across a red light, Xu Xinan stopped in front, knelt down and cried.

Lin Zhique also stopped a few meters away.She didn't know what comforting words to say, so she just stood not far away, silently watching her cry.

The red light turns green, then turns red again, pedestrians stop, look sideways, and walk forward indifferently.

I don't know how much time passed, Xu Xinan wiped away her tears, stood up, straightened her thin back, as if taking a deep breath, then turned around, opened a pair of red eyes, grinned with a row of white teeth, and said to Lin Zhi Magpie said, "Are you waiting for me? I'll treat you to ice cream."

The beds in the warehouse are narrow, but fortunately Dusi is very thin, and he seems to have lost weight recently because of his busy schedule. When the two of them lay down, they could not get too close to each other.

Du Siren lay flat at first, then tossed and turned several times. There was only a very dim desk lamp on in the room.

She looked at the ceiling and finally choked out a sentence: "What are we doing now?"

Lin Zhique replied, "Sleep."

"...It's only eight o'clock."

"..."

Lin Zhique thought the same thing, going to bed too early and getting up early tomorrow, there is no guarantee that Du Siren would run out and mess up her plan.

Damn 2005, there are no mobile phones to play.

So she directed Du Siren to move Director Li's DVD player and small TV in, and the two of them went to the shelves that had just been sorted out today to choose movies to watch. 50 First Loves", "If Love Has God's Will" and "The Love Between Humans and Ghosts Is Unfinished".

The people of Dusi put all love movies in one category, which is very easy to find.

Lin Zhique turned his head and pulled down a set of discs from the shelf of the ancient costume TV series.

"look at this."

A set of "Han Zhu Ge Ge".

Du Siren said with disgust: "...No."

So Lin Zhique pulled it off again.

"Then this."

"The Story of the Cooking Class".

"...Then I'd better watch "My Fair Princess"."

Du Siren obediently inserted the disc into the disc player, and leaned close to her, and the two of them sat on the bed together, hugging their knees and watching Little Swallow doing hard work in the Black Chess Club.

Lin Zhique pretended not to notice: "Have you finished memorizing the lyrics?"

The whole day's plan still stuck in her heart like a huge thorn.She actually had some self-doubt faintly, not knowing if what she did was right or not.

She has very little self-doubt.

Du Siren replied: "I've finished memorizing, I can sing this song."

"What song is it?"

The Dusi people are tricky: "I sang it for you."

Lin Zhique didn't buy her account: "Forgot."

"It's Stubborn."

It was the song that Dusi people sang to her on the phone on the first day she moved here.

For her, it is already an inspirational golden song from the old days, a song that she only listened to when she was a child, and never appeared in the playlist of her mobile phone on weekdays.But she still remembered the wide and clear voice of Du Siren on the phone that night, which was as clear as the melody of this song.

She finally allowed a gap in her heart to soften, and Ying Dusi said, "Touch under the pillow."

Dusi reached out and took out the "God's Children Are Dancing" from under the pillow.

Lin Zhique said, "I forgot to tell you what I left for you before."

"When?"

"The night you said you would buy it."

The corners of Dusiren's mouth raised cutely when he spoke, as if deliberately suppressing his smile, he spoke in a serious manner: "But I already have one, what should I do?"

Lin Zhique copied someone's answer: "One piece for listening, one piece for collection."

"There's no writing on this one." Du Siren looked down and saw that the plastic cover was still intact.

"Of course not, how can you write on the product you want to sell?"

"……what?"

Lin Zhique smiled: "I sold it to you, go to the cashier to pay the money tomorrow."

Du Si got angry, and immediately took all the orders in a good temper: "That's good." She lowered her head, and moved the plastic film outside the record obediently, "Then you have to write me a congratulatory message. You gave it to me." , not writing for someone else."

"Write what?"

"Of course you have to think for yourself."

She backhandedly stuffed the record back under the pillow.

The two watched a few episodes of TV series, each absent-minded, and finally turned off all electrical appliances and lights, and lay down together in the dark.

I don't know whose breathing is restless, it's hard to tell.

Lin Zhique closed his eyes, wishing he could fall asleep immediately.

If you continue to remain silent in the darkness where there are only overlapping breathing sounds, it seems that something that should not happen is about to happen at any moment.

Apparently, the Dusi people thought the same way.

She said, "You haven't said it yet. The words on the CD."

"Oh..." Lin Zhique thanked Du Siren for breaking the silence, and said perfunctorily, "It's not interesting, I didn't know he was going to give it to you."

"……that's it?"

"that is it."

Dusiren turned to face her.

"...What if you knew? Would you write for him?"

The bed was too narrow.

Lin Zhique didn't answer, just said: "Turn around."

"what?"

"Turn around and turn your back on me."

Her tone was strong, and Du Siren turned around obediently.

She turned her head, her eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and she saw her shoulder blades wrapped in thin cloth.

This is much safer.

The Dusi people said: "They said that I will be the champion the day after tomorrow."

It should be.

Du Siren went on to say: "It doesn't feel very real, and I'm looking forward to coming soon the day after tomorrow. It's like a dream."

Lin Zhique was silent.

"Do you know when I first wanted to participate in a competition? That day, I received a flyer in school, the day I met you. Let me tell you this," she said, Turning over, looking at the ceiling, "Two important things happened to me that day."

The Duce put one arm behind his head.

"Which one is more important?"

When the words were asked, even Lin Zhique himself was a little taken aback.

Which is more important?Did you meet me, or did you discover that you have dreams in life?

Before Du Siren could speak, she denied it first: "Pretend I didn't ask."

"why?"

"That question doesn't make sense to answer."

In Lin Zhique's outlook on life, no one else or any relationship is more important than her own life. Therefore, she not only refused Du Siren's answer, but also felt that it was very funny for her to ask this question.

Du Si turned his face away.

"Then you say, which is more important, the left atrium or the right atrium?"

Lin Zhique closed his eyes.

She thought, don't make such a big metaphor casually.

"Didn't I tell you to turn around?"

"……Oh."

Lin Zhique looked at Du Siren's shoulder blades again, her hair was soft and scattered on the pillow.

This is the moment when he should lean up and wrap his arms around her waist, put the tip of his nose on her shoulder, and the two of them fall into a deep sleep together.

However, this will never happen.

Lin Zhique asked: "What if you don't win the championship the day after tomorrow?"

"No champion? Then the runner-up is fine too. Surely there is no No.3, right? As long as you get the top three."

"So you want to win?"

"I think. I really want to win. It seems that I have never thought about it before. I used to play basketball on the school team. The coach always criticized me, saying that I have no desire to win, I always click to the end, and I don’t play hard enough. On the court It’s not the same feeling as it is on stage, and it’s not the same feeling during this time.”

Du Siren chattered in bits and pieces.

"You know? I don't seem to have had any really unhappy experiences. Since I was a child, I think everything around me is good, and I can accept it. If the teacher asks me to participate in the art performance, I will go. Also, I was told that I was tall and told me to play basketball. I thought it was fun to play. In the third year of high school, everyone said that my cultural class was not good, so they told me to take the art test, so I went. No People force me, I am willing to do these things, and I think it is very interesting, but it is different from this time. It is like all the forks I encountered before are broad roads, whichever way I take is the same, halfway through Turn back and choose another one, the same. Only this time, I don’t know if it will be the Kangzhuang Avenue, how long it will take, or if it will be a dead end? But if I don’t go, it will disappear, and it won’t be waiting for me at the same place. I've never been more eager to know where the road leads. I've rarely been unhappy before, but I've never been happier than I have been during this time."

Lin Zhique had nothing to say, but kept silent and closed his eyes.

Du Siren said softly, "Are you asleep?"

Seeing that she hadn't responded to her for a long time, she turned over and lay face to face with her.

She heard her say softly, "Good night."

Her tone was like one morning when she opened the window and whispered good morning to the birds on the nest of ginkgo trees.

Memories about her that day flooded into her heart, the slowly flowing stream, the morning market by the stream, the steaming sweet soybean milk at the morning market...

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Zhique opened his eyes.

dark.The darkness recedes a little.

In her narrow vision are her too close nose and drooping eyelashes.

She was suddenly angry, and she didn't know why if it was her, that Du Zhian cared so much, why didn't she travel over and get entangled?

What's even worse is that she would be entangled in this kind of thing.

How could she be so easily shaken?

How could I listen to what she said so easily? Is there any dream like the right atrium in this world, is there any path that must be taken, and there is even a little bit of expectation to go to the end with her to see it? ?

She couldn't fall asleep, or she slept very lightly, and her thoughts continued to be entangled in a dream.

Fortunately, it was around the summer solstice, and the night receded quickly, and the morning light fell along the hem of the small pale yellow curtain.

Lin Zhique opened his eyes, put his palm against the temple of the migraine attack, and reached out to shake Du Siren awake.

"Get up quickly."

Du Siren replied dimly: "Is it dawn? I seem to have just fallen asleep."

Lin Zhique said: "Get up quickly and go to win the championship."