This is a story from one day in the past, during the winter vacation.
Although the small city in the north has just passed the New Year's Eve, as a frontier, a large number of people have returned home. In the low temperature of minus 30 degrees, it still looks a little deserted under the snow, which is no different from usual .
If I have to say it, there are some red firecracker debris in the snowdrift on the side of the road...
Then there is the community on the fringes of the city. The officials living in the villa next to it have not been drawn in because of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. In winter, it is only in the warm and bright sunshine.
All the doors on opposite sides of a unit building are open, and the two neighbors look like they are about to go out. Some tall and thin men are supporting the figures with inconvenient legs. Qi Bao explained to the two 'left-behind children' in the house:
"Xiaoran, there are still leftover dishes from last night in the refrigerator. You and Fangran can heat it up at noon. You two don't stay at home all day. You can go out and have fun together. Then let's go."
Standing at the door quietly watching the woman chasing the other two who had gone down a long time ago, the slender girl in a white soft sweater closed the door, and then looked at the figure standing at the door of her own room, which she also heard,
His hair was a little long, and his indifferent eyes looked a little quiet.
"Did you hear that, Aunt Fang told us to go out."
The girl's legs under the black tights were slender, Fang Xiaoran squatted at the door and tidied up the slippers, and said casually in a flat voice.
"Um.."
Lowering his eyes, he nodded in reply and looked away, then paused for a moment before speaking slowly, as if hesitantly speaking, he didn't know how to talk to the other party:
"Then...do you have a place you want to go..."
The moment he heard what he said, the movement of standing up stopped indiscerniblely, and then Fang Xiaoran's voice, with his back turned to him, suddenly became even less fluctuating, and he uttered a word flatly.
"without."
Then he turned around and walked to the sofa, picked up the unfinished book on the coffee table and sat directly near the window.
The sun is shining brightly on her body, the sky is clear and the scenery is far away. It is indeed a good time to read a book.
But it seems that he heard the sudden indifference of the word just now, he opened his mouth and finally couldn't say anything, so he had no choice but to turn around and go back to his room.
There was no unnecessary chat, rather than saying that both of them were taciturn, it was more precisely because of the estrangement left over from the past, it felt a bit unnatural to speak to each other,
But for the siblings since high school, this has been the norm.
Obviously it is my own home, but I can't seem to get out of the room. I sit at the desk and look at the piles of college entrance examination materials and exercise papers. I escaped from these things during the short winter vacation and flipped through them subconsciously.
Can't keep up with the first echelon's results...
I was thinking about all kinds of things in my head, staring at the clock hand on the table beside the table in a daze, letting the time pass like this, until I remembered the conversation just now, and I could hear the sound of pages turning outside the door.
Did I say something wrong just now
Wouldn't it be better to just say where to go
Glancing outside the door, he couldn't go out to continue the topic just now. He sighed unconsciously and slowly lay down on the table.
It's like this again
Since the two of them were not in the same class last semester, it seems that this time of not talking to each other at home has become more and more common.
The already short day in winter seems to make the morning time shorter because of the annual vacation and the leisure time. Unknowingly, since the parents of the two have left, it is already time for lunch, thinking about the transfer student who came before him. On the table, I heard footsteps in the living room coming to my door.
"I'm going to heat up the meal. What would you like to eat from yesterday's leftover dishes?"
As if passing through his room door, Fang Xiaoran stood at the door and looked at him and asked, making him sit up straight on the chair when he was lying on the table, opening his mouth and stuck for a while, not expecting that she would come to ask him Then he opened his mouth and said:
"Ah anything."
Then Fang Xiaoran glanced at him, walked into the kitchen without saying a word and opened the refrigerator. There was a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner left over during this period of time. He took out two dishes that he didn't like to eat and put on an apron. She can't even do the housework well, and she has long been proficient without knowing it.
As if he had obtained permission to leave the house, he felt that the stagnation just now had slowed down a bit. He walked out of the bedroom, glanced at the kitchen and sat on the sofa in the living room. The book Fang Xiaoran just read was placed on the coffee table.
"Career Determines Life"
Are you already reading this book...
Slightly stunned, the taciturn young man remembered that the teacher said that after the next semester, there will be experts to give lectures on major selection and employment.
Compared with the shady and cool bedroom, the living room is warmer in winter. Sitting on the sofa, although there are only two people at home, I always feel a little awkward and uncomfortable, but listening to the sound of lunch in the kitchen, the sun is shining outside the window,
Plain or somewhat reassuring.
"It's ready, let's eat."
Fang Xiaoran, who took off his apron and wiped his hands, looked at him and said, the two sitting at the dining table, who only had the sound of bowls and chopsticks, kept quiet until he heard Fang Xiaoran sitting opposite him calmly. Ask casually:
"Have you decided where to apply for the university?"
The high school courses have all ended early, and the first half of the last year of senior high school has ended. In the second half of the semester, there are only candidates for various mock tests and exercises. If there are no major accidents, the results have basically been finalized. It will not be too exaggerated to improve,
So everyone has basically started to think about which city they want to go to and which university they want to go to.
The key to life cannot be lost.
Knowing that this was a question she asked casually, not wanting the air to be too quiet, this was the only topic the two of them could talk about.
So after a pause, he chewed the rice in his mouth and answered simply in silence.
"L.A. City, I plan to apply for the university there."
"Why Los Angeles."
"My current grades are better than choosing a school or a city."
"You plan on graduating and staying in the..."
"Well, probably."
"Is it... "
The plain conversation ended very plainly, without saying anything more.
After packing up the bowls and chopsticks and putting them in the kitchen sink to soak, he glanced at the girl who was sitting back in the living room to read a book, and hesitated for a moment.
Instead of going back to her room, she leaned against the sofa on the carpet in the living room. Seeing his movements, Fang Xiaoran glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, without saying a word.
The distance between the two is very close this time.
He touched the remote control and felt it carefully. The girl didn't seem to object. He turned on the TV to replay the channels of various evening parties in the past few days, and then turned down the volume a little.
Seeing that she didn't leave, he was relieved for some reason.
Leaning on the sofa and sitting on the ground behind the coffee table, the figure sitting behind him is reading a book. The two of them who are quiet in the room are not talking to each other, but they can be divided into embarrassing and relaxing. of two,
It now appears to be the latter.
Then the afternoon sun was even more dazzling, the floor heat made the carpet warm, the lively programs on the TV were playing, and the quiet sound dispelled the loneliness in the room.
It's a very ordinary day, I didn't go anywhere, and the brothers and sisters who rarely greeted each other, just spent the day like this,
Although it is plain, it is also very reassuring.
Let the long-term rigid relationship between them ease a little on this day.
"Aunt Fang and the others seem to be coming back late at night, what do you want to eat?"
"Well, anything will do."
...
...
It’s just that when I sat back at the desk in my room at night, I saw the bookshelf that I turned over in the morning, and there was a notebook that I hadn’t seen for a long time that was about to be turned back. After I opened it subconsciously, I saw the first page on it. The most conspicuous sentence in innocent words,
'I want to be a hero. '
Then silent for a few seconds, he slowly tore off the page,
Tossed in the trash.