Written in the front: This is Parallel Fan, they are not in Beijing North, they are studying high school in Nanjiang, and they are not as easy-going as Zhou Jingze. It's them in another world, and what Hu Qianxi always remembers is: find him.
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Xiaoman, the city of Nanjiang has fallen into a long rainy season, with humidity every day and heavy rain every night, the clothes are often not dried, and the musty smell of rainy days is still there when they are taken off the clothes rail. You need to take them to dry one by one .
The ground is wet, the walls are also wet, returning to the southern sky, even people's moods become damp and gloomy.
At nine o'clock in the evening, a boy was standing in front of a house. He was tall, wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, sweatpants, and white sneakers. He was carrying a schoolbag alone, and looked down at the time. Amidst the red group messages, he indifferently He replied "No".
After the news was sent out, friends and friends wailed.
At the same time, the boy stretched out his hand in his trouser pocket, and the black schoolbag strap slid all the way to the protruding wrist. At the same time, he kicked open the door, which made a "bang".
The lights were bright inside, but there was no one there.
Sheng Nanzhou threw his schoolbag on the sofa, took out a can of cold beer from the refrigerator, sat back on the sofa again, and pried open the tab with his index finger. With a "click", white foam gushed out.
He raised his head and took a sip of beer, his Adam's apple rolled slowly, and looked casually at the coffee table, there was a note. The boy leaned down and took a look.
Mom and Dad went on a trip again, and they also brought Shengyanjia this oil bottle. Sheng Nanzhou didn't have to think about it, Ms. Ge's stereotyped reasons for asking for leave were either curly hair got athlete's foot or head lice.
His brother is so miserable.
Thinking of this, Sheng Nanzhou laughed and continued drinking.
After he came out of the shower, he turned his head sideways and wiped his hair with a towel casually while going upstairs. Downstairs, the table across from the refrigerator was piled with about ten beer cans staggering to and fro.
With a "snap", the orange floor lamp by the bed was turned on, pouring warmth into the floor.
Sheng Nanzhou sat in front of the bed habitually, opened the medicine bottle, poured out two pills, threw them into his mouth and swallowed them with difficulty, then lay down on the bed.
He has been suffering from insomnia for six or seven years. He often cannot fall asleep all night long. He has to rely on drugs and alcohol to have very light sleepiness.
Ms. Ge had a lot of headaches when her son got this disease. She stared at Sheng Nanzhou and said in a serious tone: "My son is handsome and sunny. He is only seventeen years old and he is in the blooming season. How can he suffer from insomnia? Come on, son, are you It’s not that there is something hidden, tell mom about it.”
Sheng Nanzhou was playing a game, and he didn't take his eyes off the screen for a moment. Hearing this, he paused: "There is indeed a secret."
"What?"
"My card is restricted for consumption." Sheng Nanzhou said slowly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a white pillow was thrown straight at the back of Sheng Nanzhou's neck.
Sheng Nanzhou pretended to let out a painful "hiss".
Sheng Yan Jiazheng half-kneeled on the ground to play with Lego, and yelled after hearing it:
"Mom, I can answer this question. It's called heart disease on TV. There must be someone living in my brother's heart!"
After saying this, Little Curly got a slap on the back of the head, and Ms. Ge was distracted: "What the hell TV are you watching every day!"
The mother and son were noisy, Sheng Nanzhou sat on the carpet and suddenly lost interest in playing, the game screen displayed the word failure, surprisingly, he did not refute and smiled.
He does have someone in his heart.
It was just in a dream, for many years. She often came to him, talked to him, and teased him when he was unhappy. The two went to many paradises together in their dreams.
But Sheng Nanzhou couldn't see her face clearly.
He actually wanted to see her.
That night, she came to his dream again. She was wearing a lemon yellow polka-dot skirt, with a bright smile, like a light bubble that would disappear at any time.
She led Sheng Nanzhou to a large sunflower field, and the two sat on a bench. The girl suddenly said, "I'm leaving."
Sheng Nanzhou's heart tightened, and he asked, "Where are you going?"
"I don't know." The girl stood up.
She was about to walk forward, when Sheng Nanzhou grabbed the girl's arm, locked her eyes tightly, and asked, "Can we see each other again?"
"Yes, I will come to you." The girl looked at him with a smile.
Immediately afterwards, Sheng Nanzhou found that the girl in front of him was slowly becoming nothingness, and he was holding her wrist tightly like quicksand, and he couldn't grasp it no matter how hard he tried.
A large piece of golden light appeared, and the person in front of him gradually disappeared, and he looked back at him, showing a warm smile, and then disappeared.
Sheng Nanzhou's heart was shaved off bit by bit with a blunt knife, and the pain spread to all organs. The pain was so intense that he couldn't move. This feeling was very familiar, as if he had experienced it before.
He suddenly couldn't breathe, and fragments flashed through his mind.
The hospital, the white walls, the oxygen mask, she was crying.
Sunny days, sunflowers, tombstones, she is saying goodbye to him with a smile.
Sheng Nanzhou ran forward desperately, trying to find her. The surrounding golden sunflower fields fade away like a movie scene switch, and become endless black and white. The surrounding area was desolate, and there happened to be a flower in front of him, and he was about to approach it.
The stone under his feet slipped, and when he lowered his head, he saw an abyss, a place where no one was there.
Like a flashback, with a "boom", Sheng Nanzhou wanted to wake up from his dream, but couldn't, and finally saw a Buddha statue, a bodhisattva with lowered eyebrows, compassionate to the world of mortals.
The whole person fell down uncontrollably.
At the moment when he fell, his last thought was.
God, if I can, let me find her first.
There was another "bang", a thunder rolled down from the sky, a heavy rain suddenly fell outside the window, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the wind slapped the window violently. Sheng Nanzhou woke up from the dream panting heavily, taking in big gulps of air, he knew he could get out of that dream, but he didn't open his eyes.
A tear fell from the corner of his eye.
The next day, Tuesday, surprisingly, the rainstorm had just stopped, and the sun came out in a place where it had been raining for more than a month. The oily green leaves are washed by the rain, the fragrance of flowers is wafting, and the birds are hovering on the telephone poles, chirping.
Not surprisingly, Sheng Nanzhou missed his morning reading because he didn't sleep well last night. When he walked into the classroom, there was a lot of noise inside, either boys and girls bickering, or someone wailing while copying homework.
Sheng Nanzhou walked into the second-to-last row of seats near the aisle in the classroom, stuffed the black schoolbag into the drawer, stretched out his feet and put down the crooked chair, sat down, and immediately lay down on the table.
Several boys who were chatting diagonally across gave him a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "Master Sheng, you are late, how do you manage to step on the spot every day without being caught?"
"Publish the book, Master Shengda." Someone said.
Sheng Nanzhou was so sleepy, his head rested on his arm, his school uniform collar was askew, he didn't bother to raise his face, he gave the boy who was chatting with him the middle finger, and then fell asleep again.
The classroom is noisy, which can be described as jumping around. The chasing students occasionally bump into the table, and the corner of the table rubs against the ground to make a sharp sound.
As soon as the old class led a student into the classroom, his face was covered by a rag flying towards him, and fine chalk dust floated on his head with only a few sparse hairs left.
The air froze for three seconds.
Immediately afterwards, the classroom erupted with laughter that toppled the roof, one wave after another, and some people laughed so hard that they covered their stomachs and fell to the ground on the spot.
The old class scolded his mother in his heart, but pretended to be calm and removed the rag, walked up to the podium, tapped the table with a ruler, and shouted: "What is the noise? Whoever eats self-heating hot pot in the morning should immediately Throw it away, believe it or not, I'll kill you! Those two boys in the corner who are still fighting, you go back to junior high school. And you, still copying your homework? Do you think I'm blind—"
After the old class rectified, the classroom was visibly quiet. He cleared his throat and said, "Let's talk about business. A new classmate is transferred from Beijing North today. Come, let me introduce myself to you."
The girl nodded and wrote her name on the blackboard with a sweet smile: "Hi everyone, my name is Hu Xixi..."
The classroom that had finally quieted down became noisy again, especially the boys, who were visibly agitated, and discussions continued one after another.
The person next to him pushed Sheng Nanzhou's shoulder and said excitedly, "Brother Zhou, we have a new little beauty in our class. Damn, she's really pretty. Take a look."
"This girl looks like she came out of a cartoon, her eyes are so big, girl with big eyes."
"Looking at this temperament and appearance, I feel like a little princess who grew up spoiled at home."
The girls were talking about it, saying: "She is so energetic when she smiles, I want to be friends with her."
"She also looks good in Japanese style, and I like her skirt." Someone said.
Sheng Nanzhou originally wanted to try his best to get himself into a dream and find her, but there was too much noise around him, he was half awake, and his heart was already on fire.
"Don't look." Sheng Nanzhou's voice was hoarse.
"This girl is pretty good looking, even more beautiful than Meng Ling, the school belle who chased you. Why don't you take a look?" The boy next to him pushed him again.
Sheng Nanzhou's face was half lifted from his arms. They thought that Young Master Sheng wanted to take a look at the new transfer student, but he just turned to sleep in a different direction, with his face facing the window. The young master's low voice revealed impatience and indifference:
"Not interested in."
The class bell rang at the right time, and the old class symbolically knocked on the podium with a ruler, and pointed to the position of the fourth group: "There is still a vacant seat over there, you can sit there."
Hu Qianxi looked over and happened to be sitting in front of Sheng Nanzhou. She nodded, with a smile on her lips, and replied, "Okay."
Hu Qianxi was holding her blue schoolbag and walking towards her seat. The overweight schoolbag hit her calf wearing white knee socks, making a "slapping" sound, which made people turn their attention to her calf , solid and white, like a piece of white jade cut out of thin air.
Sitting in front of the boy, she didn't know why, when she took out the book from her schoolbag, her fingertips trembled a little, and her heart beat faster.
Hu Qianxi's deskmate seems to be a very quiet and introverted girl with obedient eyes like a deer. Seeing this, she immediately helped tidy up the desk.
"What's your name?" Hu Qianxi asked with a smile.
The girl wiped her hands on the table with a tissue and said in a low voice, "My name is Xu Sui, you can just call me Sui Sui."
Hu Qianxi's face brightened, and then she explained seriously, her voice soft and waxy: "It's the age of Years Years Years Years."
Thick and curly eyelashes drooped down, disappointment flashed past, and he said to himself: "It's just one word short."
Xu Sui didn't hear clearly, so he leaned over and asked, "What?"
"It's nothing." Hu Qianxi regained her composure, and pulled out a row of long strips of Skittles from her schoolbag and stuffed them into her arms. Well, the voice was crisp and clear, "No, I'll give you Skittles. I used to go to college—"
Xu Sui looked at her ignorantly while holding a long strip of Skittles. Hu Qianxi sighed in her heart, then smiled and said, "I saw it in a TV show. After eating this candy, we are good friends."
"Okay." Xu Sui laughed.
After everything was tidied up, Hu Xixi propped her chin and elbows on the book, her eyes rolled around, and she just wandered into outer space in the second half of the class.
After the get out of class bell rang, the classroom returned to a state of disorder, and the students began to fight. Hu Xixi took a breath, and took out a box of coconut-flavored yogurt from her schoolbag, with ice mist still attached to it.
Hu Qianxi turned around and looked at the boy sleeping on the table, with disheveled hair and a rebellious "don't mess with me" air all over his body, his throat was dry, and he couldn't help feeling nervous: "Hello, I It's called Hu Xixi."
No one responded.
Hu Qianxi wasn't sure if he heard it, she tightened her hand holding the milk carton, and caught a glimpse of his ears moving, so she heard it.
"Please drink it, you will be in a good mood after drinking it for a day." Hu Qianxi put the yogurt in front of his table, with a small smile on her lips.
Not long after, someone shouted at the back door: "Sheng Nanzhou, look for the school belle!"
Hu Qianxi thought that this school belle would get the same cold treatment as herself, but unexpectedly, the boy in front of him raised his face slowly, stretched his neck and made a "click", and rubbed his face vigorously without lifting his eyelids For a moment, without even looking at her, she stood up and pulled the stool away and walked out.
His elbow knuckles inadvertently touched the yogurt on the table, and with a "pop", the milk fell to the ground. However, the instigator went out with his pockets in his pocket.
Hu Qianxi stared at the milk on the ground a little discouraged, raised her eyes to Sheng Nanzhou's back and cursed in her heart: "Big pig!"
Just when Xu Sui came back from the toilet, Hu Qianxi took her arm and said, "At the same table, let's go outside to have a hair dryer, shall we?"
"Okay." Xu Sui was a little confused, but he still agreed.
Said to go to the corridor to have a shower, Hu Qianxi kept staring at the far left direction, and saw Sheng Nanzhou talking with a girl with waist-length hair, the shadows of the two were leaning against each other, so angry that their eyes would burst into flames .
Xu Sui seemed to understand something, and asked, "Do you like Sheng Nanzhou?"
She thought that Hu Qianxi would deny or be shy, but she didn't expect her to admit generously: "Yes, I still have the idea of chasing him."
Xu Sui opened her eyes wide, and it took her a long time to digest the news. She kindly said, "But—"
"Sheng Nanzhou is very popular in school. He is handsome and has a good personality. Everyone is willing to play with him, but he is very cold to girls. Except for Meng Ling, she has a scar on her forehead. It is said that it is because of Sheng Nanzhou's injury. .Strangely, the two are not together either, but they have a great relationship."
"How's it going?"
"Let's put it this way, Sheng Nanzhou has a team at school, and Meng Ling is the cheerleader of the basketball team." Xu Sui said.
Hu Qianxi took advantage of the situation and looked at the two people who were talking. Although the boy looked impatient, he kept his head down and listened to the girl, feeling sour.
No one expected that in just one noon, the conversation between Hu Qianxi and Xu Sui in the corridor was spread. Transfer to another school.
Hu Qianxi laughed angrily when she heard that, but she didn't bother to refute.
The princess chases the knight, which is cheap for him. Hu Qianxi said silently in her heart.
When this word reached Sheng Nanzhou's ears, he was playing in the basketball hall. Jiang Kai sat on the steps and wiped his sweat with a towel beside him, jokingly said:
"Master Sheng, what do you think the little princess wants to chase after you?"
Sheng Nanzhou jumped and smashed the basketball into the basket, and the ball went in steadily. He was lying on the floor, the ball rolled to the side, his eyelashes were still stained with sweat, and his voice was faint: "I have no idea."
Jiang Kai shrugged, said nothing, took out a carton of milk from his schoolbag, inserted the straw into the aluminum foil, and was about to drink it. Sheng Nanzhou walked towards the steps with a basketball in his left hand, caught a glimpse of the coconut-flavored milk in Jiang Kai's hand, paused his gaze, lowered his voice, and asked, "Where did it come from?"
"Oh, this, I helped Xixi move the book this morning, she gave it to me." Jiang Kai shook the milk in his hand at him.
I don't know why, Sheng Nanzhou heard the word Xixi very harshly, and when he saw the box of milk, he felt even more depressed.
Without thinking about it, he threw the basketball in his hand, wiped the milk in Jiang Kai's hand, and smashed it against the wall. With a "pop", the milk fell on the ground and could not be drunk.
Jiang Kai was about to get angry, but Sheng Nanzhou walked from the direction of the door without looking back, and said: "Will you eat or not, please."
"Eat, eat, eat!" Jiang Kai followed up like a dog, and immediately forgot about the box of milk.
Hu Qianxi is not very good at chasing people, and she is also reckless and clumsy when chasing Sheng Nanzhou. Give him breakfast every day, although he never eats breakfast.
Bring him water while playing, and strive to go home with him after school. In front of him every day, someone taught her to play games and do homework.
Sheng Nanzhou was so annoyed that she was like a piece of brown candy that couldn't be shaken off.
This matter spread throughout the school, others laughed at her, and Hu Qianxi, like a normal person, happily pursued Sheng Nanzhou and became his little tail.
Until one morning, Hu Qianxi forced him to drink porridge and soiled his T-shirt, and in the fourth class, she accidentally broke a wing of the airplane model that Sheng Nanzhou had worked so hard to fix.
He finally got angry, his tone was impatient, and there was disgust and indifference between the lines: "Is there any end? I don't like you, and I won't in the future. Please stay away from me."
After saying this, Sheng Nanzhou regretted it, because the girl who always loved to laugh in front of him completely quieted down, her eyes were like little rabbits, slowly turning red with a layer of watery light, his heart shrank a little.
"I'm sorry." Hu Qianxi's voice was very soft.
After speaking, she ran away.
The next day, Sheng Nanzhou's desk received a new airplane model.
For a whole week, there was no longer breakfast on Sheng Nanzhou's table. During class, no little head would turn around and tell jokes to make him happy, and there would no longer be a little tail behind him wherever he went.
Sheng Nanzhou was much cleaner, but he also became irritable. During this period of time, his sleep has obviously improved a lot, and he no longer suffers from insomnia. The girl in his dream has disappeared, and the dream is... Hu Qianxi.
Seeing her smiling at other boys made him angry, and seeing her stop looking for him made him feel awkward.
He felt very strange.
On Friday, Hu Qianxi was ordered to go home because she was called to the office, so she had to go home alone. At six o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark. Hu Qianxi came out of school with her schoolbag on her back, and was frightened when she passed the back street and the alleys of South Road.
The rumors in the school went crazy, saying that there are many lewd men with exhibitionism on this road, and they specifically intimidate female students.
The street lights were dim, and the shadows of the trees fell down, making people palpitating. Hu Qianxi passed a billiard room and continued to walk forward. As soon as she entered the alley, the light was half dimmed, and the gloomy atmosphere made people panic.
Unexpectedly, a man suddenly rushed out and smiled obscenely at her, and was about to walk over, his right hand was still holding on to the zippered pants, and was about to pull them down.
Hu Qianxi clenched the strap of her schoolbag tightly, and tears welled up in her eyes. Just as she turned around and ran, a black shadow enveloped her. Someone leaned behind her and covered her eyes. Sweep wide palms.
"Close your eyes." Sheng Nanzhou's voice was clear.
Hu Qianxi heard the faint bath liquid on his body mixed with the smell of saponins, which was inexplicably reassuring, and then nodded.
Sheng Nanzhou covered Hu Qianxi's eyes with one hand, held a brick in his left hand, and threw it at the calf of the man who was fleeing in a hurry. There was a scream in the empty alley, and the wretched man ran faster with his lame leg.
Five minutes later, Sheng Nanzhou withdrew his hand, took a step back, and said with a cool face, "Let's go."
Unexpectedly, the girl hooked his sleeve with her fingers, took out a sunflower badge from her pocket and handed it to him: "Thank you."
Sheng Nanzhou took it and put it in his pocket, and was about to leave, but the girl grabbed him again, and he was forced to lower his head, staring at a pair of eyes as bright as grapes, and was stunned.
Hu Qianxi looked up at him, always smiling, with a solemn tone, and said seriously, "Let's get to know each other again."
"Hi, my name is Hu Xixi, Qian is Qianhong's Qian, and Xi is Princess Xixi's."