On the basketball court, the boys were fighting for each other. The bronzed complexion exuded by the sun exuded vigorous vitality. Even the occasional swear words made people want to smile. This is a unique gesture of youth.
On the side of the basketball court, there were groups of girls in groups of three or five, shouting and applauding for a while as they ran on the court.
Luo Qiqi looked at them and smiled, would they also lie? He clearly cares about him, but cheers for another person. Just delivering a bottle of drink, but doing it like a spy job, racking your brains to avoid everyone's attention.
The basketball rolled to Luo Qiqi's feet, and some boys strode to chase the ball. When Luo Qiqi bent over to pick up the ball, she suddenly remembered that this scene had happened before. The striking resemblance made her think that when she straightened up and sent the basketball out, she would see Zhang Jun. She understood that he deliberately hit the ball, and he also knew that she understood, her eyes were secretly sweet, as if she had the happiest secret in the world.
But no!
There is no boy who doesn't watch football, but keeps watching her. The same venue, the same noise, the same basketball, but ten years have passed.
She handed the basketball to the unfamiliar boy, the boy smiled, thanked him, and strode back to the court.
Luo Qiqi silently left the basketball court and walked out of the campus.
When leaving the school, the young guard greeted Luo Qiqi: "Get off work? I left early today."
"Yeah, go back early to buy food and cook."
Luo Qiqi stood outside the school gate, looking at the crowds of people on the street, thinking that the last time I stood here was ten years ago, and suddenly I felt infinite sadness. she does not know.
Looking back, the setting sun was shining on the school gate. The students came in and out in twos and threes. Two girls in high school uniforms pushed their bicycles out of the school gate, talking and laughing, discussing where to meet in the evening.
Luo Qiqi stared at them until they were gone.
Are they really close, or are they superficially intimate? Will they admire each other and envy each other? Ten years later, when they look back on their youth, are they warm or bitter when they think of each other
Qiqi stopped a taxi to go back to the hotel, and called Yang Jun as soon as he entered.
Yang Jun asked, "When will you arrive in Beijing? The house has already been cleaned up for you, and I'll be waiting for you to check in and have a long talk with you all night."
"It will be over in a few days, I want to trouble you with something."
"Say!"
"I know that you have a close relationship with your high school classmates. Can you help me check Guan He's contact information?"
"No problem, she's from (4), right? I have a lot of (4) buddies. I'll check it out for you. I'll call you when I find out."
Qiqi didn't have a mobile phone, so she didn't dare to go out to eat while waiting for the call, so she ordered dinner to the room, watching TV while waiting for the call.
More than three hours later, after eleven o'clock, Yang Jun's call arrived.
"After graduating from high school, Guan He seldom contacted her high school classmates. I asked several classmates, and the classmates asked them again. Only one of her email addresses was found. I don't know if it can be used. You can send one first. Give it a try, and if it doesn't work, I'll help you find a way."
"Thank you."
"Don't be so polite, have fun, take a few more photos, and we'll talk after Beijing."
"Um."
After hanging up the phone, Qi Qi immediately turned on the computer and logged in to the mailbox, but kept staring at the email screen in a daze.
At that time, she was young and high-spirited. She only looked forward and did not understand Guan He's thoughts carefully. In fact, she wrote that letter with deep guilt and begging for forgiveness. It was just because she was too proud that she put herself first. The position of not being forgiven seems to be so that you don't have to care whether Qiqi forgives her or not. But can you really care? If you don't care, why stay with Qi Qi on the day the college entrance examination is released? Why do you have to write that letter to analyze your own heart
Qi Qi's lack of reply is just a free and easy way to abandon the unpleasant past for Qi Qi, but what about Guan He
Qi Qi didn't know if Guan He would still think of the past. If she still remembered, then when she heard "Seeing the Smoke Again" and saw others rollerblading, the memories would be bitter, but at that time. , they once wanted to engrave that as the best memory in their minds, a beautiful story that they could tell their daughters gently.
Qi Qi started typing.
Guan load:
My name is Luo Qiqi, and this is a letter that is many years late. Maybe it's not necessary, but if I don't do it, I can't feel at ease.
After Zhang Jun and I broke up with me, I seemed to care less and forcibly suppressed the sadness with loud laughter. In fact, I had a hatred for him that I didn't even notice. I hated him for betraying my feelings. He doesn't like me anymore and hates that his promises have turned into lies, so I will deliberately laugh in front of him casually, go home with Shen Yuanzhe on purpose, and deliberately make others misunderstand that Shen Yuanzhe and I are in a relationship. Tell him with actions, who cares if you like me? Without you, I am happier, and without you, there are others who care about me.
However, because the grief that was forcibly suppressed has never been released, as time slowly fermented, the more I wanted to forget, the more I couldn’t forget it, but I didn’t have the courage to turn back and could only move forward.
These past few days, I was in my hometown, sitting on the campus where we used to study together, thinking about these past events, and I found that my grievances and sadness were gradually calming down.
My breakup with Zhang Jun is indeed related to you, but it has nothing to do with you either. Maybe ten years ago, I said this sentence, you will not understand, but now I think you should understand what I mean. The love when I was young is very sincere, but the sincerity is clumsy, because immature clumsiness leads to hurt and hurt. The older you get, the more mature you will deal with love, but the sincerity and clumsiness that are unique to those first loves are only once, so as the years go by, all the hurts will be gradually forgotten, only the good will be remembered.
The more I recall these days, the more certain that Zhang Jun once loved me wholeheartedly, and I am very lucky to be loved like that by him. I lost him because I loved him clumsily back then. My pride, inferiority complex, sensitivity, and stubbornness hurt him, not because of you.
Guan He, you don't need to blame yourself for my breakup with Zhang Jun, please forgive yourself.
I also want to tell you a secret. I not only envied and admired you back then, I was also very jealous of you, and I also had a lot of dark psychology, although it didn't cause big damage, it was essentially no different from you.
We are not angels, and we are not perfect, but we still have to love and care for this flawed self.
I sincerely hope you live a happy life, because you are the most special existence in my heart, forever!
Luo Qiqi
After clicking the send button, Qi Qi smiled at the screen, and only hoped that when Guan He received this letter, he could also smile at the screen knowingly. Since then, when I can think of the past, even if there is melancholy, it's just melancholy.
Qi Qi slept very peacefully.
After getting up the next day, she began to look up Mr. Gao's contact information.
When she was in college, she also sent a New Year's card to Teacher Gao, and then she lost contact for some unknown reason.
It is not difficult to get the contact information of Teacher Gao. When she was in high school, Teacher Gao's husband was already the vice-principal of the technical school, and now he must have a bigger official position.
Everything was as she expected, and without too many difficulties, she got the office phone number of Teacher Gao's husband.
She dialed the phone number: "Is it Director Wang?"
"I am."
"Hello, my name is Luo Qiqi, I'm Mr. Gao's student..."
Before she could finish her words, the other party laughed heartily: "Luo Qiqi, the No. 1 scholar in the city's college entrance examination, and later went to Tsinghua University?"
"it's me."
"Gao Hui must be happy. I'll give you her mobile phone number, and you can contact her directly."
"Ok, thank you."
Luo Qiqi sat silently for a while, settled down his mood, and then called Teacher Gao. He was nervous about how to greet him. Unexpectedly, Teacher Gao called directly and said, "Qiqi, is that you? Pharaoh and me. Say you're back."
"Mr. Gao, it's me." Luo Qiqi's nose was sore, like a wanderer who had been wandering for many years, and finally heard the voice of his hometown.
"Qiqi..." Teacher Gao confirmed that it was her, but she didn't know what to say. She was silent for a while before saying, "I see that the TV ID is a local landline. Where are you?"
"I'm at the hotel."
Qiqi reported the name and address of the hotel, and after discussing with Mr. Gao, he decided to meet at a nearby western restaurant. You can have some coffee and chat, and then have dinner together.
Qi Qi arrived at the western restaurant half an hour early, and not long after she sat down, a short-haired woman walked in. She was already fat, but her smile was very bright.
Luo Qiqi stood up immediately, because of the respect from the bottom of her heart, she couldn't hang her habitual smile at all, and she was as nervous as a little girl.
Teacher Gao also checked Luo Qiqi from head to toe as before, as if to check whether she had painted red nails and secretly wore jewelry.
Teacher Gao asked Qiqi to sit down, frowning and said, "Why are you so thin? What do you eat every day? I heard that you have gone abroad. Are foreign food not delicious? Are you healthy? Do you exercise regularly? ?"
Luo Qiqi smiled. In Teacher Gao's eyes, the shrewd and powerful Luo Qiqi was just a stinky child who would not take care of himself.
She softly asked about Teacher Gao's current situation.
After Mr. Gao gave birth to a child, he was in poor health, so he retired from the front line of education and now works in the Academic Affairs Office. There is a six-year-old son who is learning the piano. Teacher Gao's main job every day is to fight his son's wits and courage, and let his son practice the piano for a while.
Qi Qi was very happy to hear it, knowing that the happiness of the person she is most grateful and respected in her life is the greatest happiness.
Qiqi and Teacher Gao chatted until after nine o'clock in the evening before they parted reluctantly.
When she left, she told Teacher Gao very solemnly: "Thank you, Teacher Gao, without you, my fate would be completely different." This is the first time Qiqi has expressed her gratitude to Teacher Gao. Only later did she understand a truth. She had to say what she was thinking, so that others would know.
Teacher Gao was not used to this kind of straightforwardness, so she was embarrassed to change the subject, but she could see that she was very excited and happy. Some students are grateful to her for life, and some students have changed their lives because of her. This may be the most glorious laurel in her teaching career.
Qi Qi was very happy that she told Teacher Gao her gratitude.
After returning to the hotel, Qi Qi's first thing was to check her mailbox.
There was no reply from Guan He. She didn't know if she hadn't checked her mailbox yet, or if her mailbox had been invalidated. She was a little disappointed, but then she thought that as long as she had the heart, she would definitely be able to contact Guan He, and she was not in a hurry.
After taking a bath, Qi Qi carried the cardboard box onto the bed and stared at it in a daze. It contained all the laughter and crying of her youth.
Ten years ago, under the pain, she sealed everything with resentment and wished not to think about it for the rest of her life. She also firmly believed that on the road ahead, she would meet better and wonderful people. Ten years later, after the precipitation of time, she She began to understand that these were the most beautiful things she had ever had in her life.
Xiaobo had long since forgotten her, and Zhang Jun had no longer loved her, but they had treated her cherishly, and that was the most important thing.
I don't know when I fell asleep last night. When I woke up in the morning, Luo Qiqi found that he had slept next to the box, and couldn't help laughing.
Wear contact lenses and light makeup. A large flower suspender skirt, a beige wide-brimmed summer hat, the most comfortable sandals, and a subtropical beige woven handbag, Luo Qiqi looked at herself in the mirror, nodded in satisfaction, and went out the door.
She went to the karaoke hall where she and Xiaobo spent countless days as if she were shopping. It was completely unexpected that the karaoke hall had disappeared. All the surrounding shops were demolished, and it was unified and planned to become a snack street.
Luo Qiqi watched as he walked, bought some snacks from time to time, and strolled to the end.
Outside the pedestrian street, many taxi drivers squatted on the side of the road, asking her if she wanted a taxi. She shook her head politely, and walked and strolled along a road that was three parts familiar and seven parts unfamiliar.
I got lost in the middle, but she went around, but she still got out. After more than two hours, she came to the place where the dance hall used to be.
It has been changed beyond recognition, and the "on the water side" of the day has long been found.
Because everything was expected, Luo Qiqi was not too disappointed. Following the flow of people, he walked slowly and looked at every corner with a smile, but there was always a trace of lingering melancholy deep in his heart. The ancients lamented that things were right and wrong, but they didn't know that the greatest sorrow was wrong, and modern people often have difficulty in even a little memory for condolences.
The four big characters "On the water side" suddenly jumped into her eyes when she was completely unprepared.
At that moment, her breathing almost stopped.
After a moment, she was back to normal. Only the name of the store is the same. The "On the Water Side" in front of you is a book bar with antique decoration, not a ballroom full of money. However, she couldn't help opening the glass door, opened the bamboo curtain, and walked into the bookstore.
A cool room is a completely different world from the outside.
I don't know if it was because of the time, or because the business was not good in the first place. There were not many customers in the store. The two clerks also had a kind of lazy leisure. When they saw her coming in, they only smiled.
Luo Qiqi walks while looking at the books on the shelf. The decoration style of the book bar is particularly like the winding path of a Chinese garden. The bookshelves and books are used to naturally divide the space into private small places, except for dotted everywhere. of greenery and no other decoration.
Unlike the general literature and art books, there are many books on financial management in this store, even boring microeconomics.
What surprised Luo Qiqi most was that in the innermost part of the bookstore, there was a boxy space with a billiard table. At this time, the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling were not turned on, and it was dark and silent, like another world.
She walked over, picked up the pool cue, and fiddled with it unconsciously, memories of the past flooding into her mind.
The waiter turned on the switch, and the lights on the pool table turned on, interrupting the picture in Luo Qiqi's mind. The girl smiled and said, "If you need anything, please call me at any time."
"Bring me a cup of Longjing tea, will you?"
"OK."
Luo Qiqi bent down, aimed for a while, then snapped the lever, and all the balls spread out on the table. She is not unfamiliar with the skills Xiaobo taught her.
After she played for a while, the waiter came over with green tea and put it on the high-footed round table in the corner: "Your tea is here, please take it slow."
Luo Qiqi asked softly, "What's your boss's name, do you know?"
The girl smiled apologetically: "I don't know, it's Sister Wang who manages it daily. The real boss is a friend of Sister Wang's husband, who occasionally comes to play."
"What does he look like?"
"Around 30 years old, not very tall, about 1.78 meters, looks very gentle..." The girl said with a smile: "Alas, I can't tell, anyway, a very spirited person."
"Does he have a tattoo on his back? In summer, even with clothes on, you can see a little if you look carefully."
The girl thought for a while, "Oh, yes, but I can't see what it is."
"Do you have his contact information?"
The girl smiled honestly: "How could I have?"
"Is Mrs. Wang there?"
"she is not here."
"Do you know when she will come?"
"She usually comes over in the morning, but sometimes after we get off work, Brother Zhai, just Sister Wang's husband, will come to play billiards."
Brother Zhai? The squid's surname is Zhai. Qi Qi was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered the enchanting surname Wang, but what were the real names of squid and enchanting? She couldn't even remember it at all, it turned out that this time had changed her beyond recognition.
The girl said, "Why don't you come tomorrow. Sister Wang usually comes around in the morning."
Luo Qiqi smiled and nodded: "Thank you."
Bend down and continue to play billiards, wondering while playing, why is it a bookstore? Could it be that after so many years, Xiaobo still can't let go of the fact that he didn't go to college
A picture, a few dialogues suddenly jumped out.