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Chapter 4

Saturday, October [-]th

The temperature dropped sharply, and the sun was still shining brightly before the holiday. From the beginning of October, it was cloudy and rainy. Short sleeves were replaced by long sleeves, and one-piece suits became two-piece or even three-piece suits.I made an appointment with Wan Xinghua to play together the day before yesterday, but because of the rain, I could only stay at his house and do my homework for a day.We went to Bagejing Park near his home yesterday when the rain stopped for a while. We walked slowly along the tree-lined road covered by dense leaves, and the air was filled with the smell of mud after the rain.The ground is wet, and if you don't pay attention, you will step on small puddles.Although the head is covered by leaves, the rain accumulated on the branches and leaves occasionally drips unexpectedly, falling on the clothes or bare skin, bringing a burst of coolness.

Wan Xinghua caught a snail from somewhere and brought it in front of me to scare me. The skin that came into contact with the snail was sticky and sticky.That feeling really can't be described in words.Wan Xinghua seemed to be delighted by my embarrassment, and couldn't help laughing.I was so angry that I looked around and caught a snail from the edge of the flower bed and threw it on him.In the end, he was no better than me. He yelled and ran forward, and then accidentally stepped on a puddle. The splash of water wet the upper of his shoe, and he jumped and ran away with one foot in fright. , begging for mercy.

"I was wrong I was wrong!"

I laughed for a while, and stopped teasing him, took out a few pieces of paper from my pocket, walked over to him and asked him to shine his shoes.

We originally thought of several places to play, but we had to give up because of the inconvenience of traveling due to the rain. In the end, we just spent time at Wanxinghua's house and Bagejing Park.But thanks to the rain, the homework was done at Wan Xinghua's house, so today I can go back to my alma mater with Ye Aichen without any burden.

Today's weather is also very good. Although it is still gloomy and the temperature is not too high, at least it has not rained compared to the previous few days.

Ye Aichen and I made an appointment downstairs at my house, and then we drove to school together.The station is some distance away from the school. After getting off the bus, we walked for about 10 minutes to reach our destination.

Because of the National Day holiday, there is no one in the school, only the security guard is still sticking to his post.I haven't been back to see it for two years, and the security guard has a new face.

I was still thinking about how to explain to the security uncle so that he could let us in, but Ye Aichen pulled me away from the gate, walked to the flowers on the right, pushed the small iron gate with my hand, and then Taking advantage of the gap when the security guard turned around to catch the water, he dragged me through the small iron gate, and stopped when the security guard couldn't see it.

I took a few breaths, feeling my heart was still pounding, looked up at Ye Aichen, and felt that he was similar.As if sensing my gaze, he also looked over and smiled at me with his white teeth bared.Seeing him smile, I couldn't help laughing too.

"How do you know that small iron gate is open?" I asked casually as we walked slowly in the school after laughing.

"I heard from my classmates before that the door is usually only hidden and will not be locked." Ye Aichen said, "The security guard is a bit fierce and not easy to talk to, even if you tell him that we used to be students here and ask him to let us in. He certainly won't."

"Oh I got it.

The school is not big, so we walked past the cafeteria and canteen. In the past, there used to be a lot of people lined up at the food pick-up counter. Now it is deserted, and the canteen where I bought countless snacks is also closed.I remembered that I bought a bunch of ice cream here with my cousin on Children's Day, and suddenly I missed the taste a little bit.Go forward, pass through the flag-raising platform, go up the stairs next to it, and you will arrive at the open space in front of the teaching building. Go left and there are dozens of open-air steps leading to the second floor of the teaching building. Go up and turn right. Where the principal works, turn left and walk down a few steps to a small garden. We used to play hide-and-seek there before. Go straight about 50 meters to the bathroom.On the right side of the principal's office area, there is a long staircase leading to the back of the teaching building, which is paved with bluestone slabs.The tree behind the teaching building is very tall, almost as tall as the teaching building, and I don't know how long it has lived.Under the tree are a few old-fashioned table tennis tables, roughly built with stone slabs, covered with dead leaves.When I passed the playground just now, I saw an area marked out on one side, where there are new table tennis tables. These old table tennis tables must have been out of use.Going forward along the billiard table is the wall, but there is a passage between the teaching building and the wall that two people can pass side by side, and from there you can go back to the front of the teaching building.In front of the teaching building, there is a lawn flower garden, interspersed with several paths paved with cobblestones.There are stairs in the middle of the teaching building for students to go upstairs, and on the opposite side of the stairs are steps leading down to the playground.Walking into the teaching building, the dark green iron handrails still look mottled, and the green paint on them has almost peeled off, revealing the original iron color.There are six classes on each of the second and third floors, from grades 40 to [-] and grades [-] to [-]. On the first floor are computer rooms and music classrooms.There are still not many desks and chairs in the classroom, and there are only more than [-] students in each class.Looking in from the window of the fourth grade classroom, the wooden desks are still the same as in memory, with a little pit, and some of the desktops are painted with messy pictures. Looking out from the opposite window, you can see the tall big classroom behind the teaching building. Tree.Probably because of carelessness, the windows at the back of the classroom were not all closed, and the leaves and rainwater from the open windows were carried in by the wind, making the area dirty.When they come back from vacation, the students sitting there may complain, after all, they need to clean up.

Walking to the sixth grade classroom on the third floor, I remembered that one year I went to my cousin to deliver something, and when I walked to the door of her classroom, I saw that the desks of the sixth grade students were full of books, and the students were immersed in reading books and doing their homework. , At that time, I thought they were all so powerful that they could deal with so many textbooks, and I vaguely felt that anyone who could do this kind of thing would be a very accomplished person.It wasn't until I was in sixth grade that I realized how common it was to do this kind of thing.After all, everyone is like this.

After coming down from upstairs, Ye Aichen suggested that we go to the music classroom to play for a while.He walked to the window at the back of the classroom, put his hand against the glass and pushed it in, then pulled it to the left, and repeated the same action. After a while, the window was opened by him.He put his hand in through the window, reached for the lock, twisted it, and the back door opened.After he closed the window, I followed him in.

"How did you open it?" I was a little curious.

"The latch on that window has been severely worn out over time. If you touch it a few more times, it will loosen, and you can push it open with a little force." Ye Aichen put down the latch on the window, closed the back door, and stood in front of the podium. I sat down in front of the piano, opened the cover, and pressed a few notes, which shocked me.

"Want to play?" he asked me.

"What if the security guards are called in?" I was a little worried.

"Don't worry, it won't." Ye Aichen played a few more notes, "I've closed the doors and windows, so the noise won't be so loud. Besides, there is still a distance from the security room, and the security guards won't Patrol, he can't hear."

Seeing that he was so confident, I was a little moved and sat down beside him.

"But... I don't know how to play." I haven't learned to play the piano, and I just think it's a little fun to play.

"Nor do I." He said, pressing the keys randomly. Although it was a bit messy, I thought it still sounded a little nice.I was eager to try it, and after he pressed it for a while, I tried to put my hand up, imitating the posture of the musician I saw on TV, and pressed it in a serious manner.

"Ah!" As if remembering something, he suddenly stopped his hands and turned his head to look at me, "Speaking of which, I seem to know how to play "Little Star". I learned it from my teacher before, but I don't know if I still remember it. It is." He finished, trying to play.I put my hand away and watched him play.

After repeated attempts several times, I could hear the tune of "Little Star".Ye Aichen played while humming the tune, moving his fingers back and forth on the black and white keys.

As if he had almost mastered it, he stopped and said happily: "It should be like this. I'll teach you. Although it may not be right, it's all for playing anyway. It's okay."

He taught me which keys to put my hands on and how to press them.This piece is relatively simple, although we may not be completely correct, but the general tune is still there.After studying for a while, I will get almost the same.

"Let's play together once."

With four hands on the keys, Ye Aichen shouted "one, two, three" and the four hands moved together. "Little Star" whirled in the empty classroom, and the ding ding dong dong sounded very nice. I secretly thought, we have played four hands.

"I remember that when Teacher Chen taught us "Listen to Mom Talking about the Past", you cried." Ye Aichen suddenly said with a smile, "Your eyes are red after class."

"I said it all, I did that because of yawning."

This incident was often used as a joke by classmates. I have explained it many times, but it seems useless.I was very sleepy during the music class that afternoon. Teacher Chen sang while playing the piano like a lullaby.I am the kind of person who will shed physiological tears when I yawn. After a class, I finally finished class. I don’t know how many tears flowed, and my eyes became red. When my classmates saw them, they said that I was passed away. The story moved everyone to tears, I said no, but no one believed it, they just cared about making trouble, and in the end I just let them go.

"Yes, yes, I understand." Ye Aichen's words were perfunctory to me, with a smile on his lips.But I didn't take it to heart, I'm used to it.

We played for a while, drawing and writing on the blackboard.Feeling that it was almost time, I wiped the blackboard clean, closed the violin cover, checked that there was nothing missing, and left through the back door.

Same as when I came here, Ye Aichen dragged me out of the school through the small iron gate while the security guards were not paying attention.

Looking at the school not far away, although I regret not being able to take graduation photos here, Ye Aichen accompanied me on this trip, following the footsteps I walked before, and listening to him tell me what happened after I left I feel that regret seems to be gone.

Goodbye.

I said goodbye silently in my heart.

We walked towards the platform, halfway there, Ye Aichen asked me if I wanted to go back to my hometown.I thought about it, I had enough time and the road was not too far away, so I agreed.

The garden in front of the gate has been dilapidated, and most of the flowers and plants inside are covered by weeds, and only the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus can be smelled from the air.Walking along the bluestone-paved road into the yard, the gate of the house is closed, and the stone slabs in the corner are covered with moss. The flower pots where jasmine flowers were once planted are bare, except for a few bamboo leaves floating from the back of the house.The body of the water well pressurizer is rusted, and the pressure rod, which was shiny and smooth due to normal pressure water, has become dull and dull, and the parts connected to the body are also rusty.If you want to press the water now, it is estimated that there will be rust.It has not been lived in for a long time, and it is no longer as lively as it used to be.

"I remember there used to be a swallow's nest here." Ye Aichen said, pointing to the house under the eaves.I looked along his hand, the swallow's nest was still there, but now there are no swallows living there.

"In the past, you used to collect clam shells and put mila shuila in them and put them on the tree in front of the door for the birds to eat." Ye Aichen's eyes bent when recalling interesting things. "Then change it every few days. I remember that my aunt had nothing to do with you at that time. You didn't listen to me telling you not to waste rice like this."

Because at that time, I really wanted to give Xiaoniao some help.Of course, the element of playfulness is not ruled out.

There was nothing to see, we stayed for a while and left.

"Thank you." I said when I got out of the car and said goodbye to Ye Aichen. I am very grateful to Ye Aichen for inviting me to go back to school.

"It's nothing." Ye Aichen waved his hand, "See you at school." He said.

"Ah."

See you at school.