The recruits trained for three months. The high-load training and strict military regulations made the recruits breathless. Too sore to sleep.
In the dead of night, Yue Xiao can miss Wen Ai unscrupulously, and think of dawn whenever he thinks about it.
Three months later, these recruits left their respective companies and were finally able to call home. Few families had spare money to install landlines. When Yue Xiao was led to the phone room by the squad leader, there were only four or five people in line in front of him.
Father An answered the phone. After the father and son spoke briefly, Mother An took the receiver over and asked a lot. Wen Ai has already gone to school, but the couple bought him a big phone, An's mother told Yue Xiao Wen Ai's mobile phone number, and Yue Xiao only listened to it once and remembered it firmly in his heart.
Although the big brother is rare, it is as heavy as a brick. Wen Ai basically does not carry this thing with him, not to mention it is easy to be coveted by others, and he has little time to use it. Every night at seven o'clock, he picks up Anfu An Mother's phone will do.
When Yue Xiao called Wen Ai for the first time, Wen Ai didn't pick up the call. After he came back from the library, he saw the missed call record on his mobile phone. He dialed back according to the call. When he heard that it was the army, he immediately understood It was Yue Xiao calling.
Wen Ai started to carry the bulky mobile phone with him, even when he went to buy a bottle of milk downstairs in the dormitory, he never forgot to hold it in his hand.
A week later, Wen Ai was sitting on the edge of the bed wiping his hair. As soon as the big brother on the pillow made a sound, he immediately picked up the phone.
"Hello?" Yue Xiao was a little surprised at his answering speed, "Yunyun?"
Wen Ai: "It's me."
In fact, Wen Ai has always been brooding over the fact that he almost cried on the day of the farewell, and didn't know how to face Yue Xiao, but fortunately, he could only hear the sound and see no one, which greatly eased his embarrassment.
In the north, steamed buns and noodles are the main food, Yue Xiao was worried that Wen Ai would not get used to it, so he asked him how the school food was like when he came here.
"It's not that exaggerated." Wen Ai explained while wiping his hair, "There is also a rice window in the cafeteria, not only to take care of the students from the south, some northerners don't like to eat steamed buns either."
"That's good." Yue Xiao was relieved and said with a smile, "Our army eats steamed buns for three meals. No matter where they come from, they all gobble them up when they are hungry. The steamed buns on the table are all served in basins!"
Wen Ai: "Then have you ever robbed them?"
Yue Xiao deliberately exaggerated: "It must be overtaken!"
"Pfft—" Wen Ai was amused, "Is the training very hard? I heard that you are not allowed to take a bath?"
"During the recruit training camp, there were restrictions on bathing, but now that I'm in the company, I can go to the bathhouse." Yue Xiao paused, "Your school is also a public bathhouse, right?"
"Well, you have to queue up at night, but many people use the washbasin to take the order, but if you encounter someone who is not qualified, just kick your washbasin over, and the soap can roll all the way out of the bathhouse." Wen Ai's tone was brisk, "I Didn't you just come back from the shower, if you called a few minutes earlier, I wouldn't be able to answer your call again. "
"The hair is still wet?" Yue Xiao said, "Hang it up, go and blow it."
"No, no, no." Wen Ai called out quickly, "I dried it with a towel, it's fine."
Yue Xiao was also reluctant to hang up, and glanced at the call time: "Then finish chatting for the remaining one minute, and the troops are only allowed to call for three minutes."
Wen Ai nodded: "Okay!"
Yue Xiao looked down at the little bamboo horse in his palm, his gaze was gentle: "Tell me about your affairs."
Wen Ai: "No, I want to hear from you."
They both want to know about each other's life, and want to know how the other is doing well, but time waits for no one, and the phone is hung up on time. Before hanging up, Yue Xiao said that he would call him at this time every Friday night.
"Yo, so happy?" Wen Ai's roommate just opened the door and came in, saw him sitting on the bedside holding his eldest brother, and teased, "The family sent you money again?"
"Ah, what?"
The roommate took a mirror and put it in front of him: "Look for yourself, what does Le Cheng look like?"
Wen Ai looked at himself in the mirror, with a big smile on his face, and a look of joy on his brows.
He touched his face embarrassingly: "Well, the family sent money."
Yue Xiao can make phone calls twice a week, he calls home on Wednesday, and calls Wen Ai on Friday.
In just three minutes, there was too much time to say a lot. Every time when it was almost time, the two of them would unconsciously speed up their speech. When they hung up the phone, the melancholy and longing in their hearts became stronger than usual.
During the winter vacation of her freshman year, Wen Ai took the train home. Two hours later, the train stopped at a certain station before it could leave the province.
Wen Ai moved closer to the window, his eyelashes almost brushed the glass, Yue Xiao got off the train here, and now he is in a certain place in this city, since they parted, they have never been closer.
Wen Ai looked at the gray sky, lifted the window, took off his gloves, and stretched out his hand.
Yue Xiao is training right now
Also feeling such dry air, blowing such a biting cold wind.
"What are you doing?" The uncle next to him sneezed, and spoke in dialect to Wen Aibiao, "You youngsters are not afraid of the cold, we can't compare to you!"
"I'm sorry." Wen Ai withdrew his hand reluctantly, and pulled the window tightly.
The train whistled a long time and slowly drove out of the station.
The scenery outside the window quickly reversed, Wen Ai lowered his head sullenly, and he was getting further and further away from Yue Xiao.
On the night of New Year's Eve, Yue Xiao called home, Father An turned on the speakerphone, and the whole family paid New Year's greetings to each other.
On the fifth day of the lunar new year, Wen Ai and a few friends who grew up together made an appointment to have dinner at the mutton restaurant on Huaqi Road. When passing by a small stall selling firecrackers, Wen Ai stopped to have a look, and the stall owner asked him enthusiastically Which one do you want to buy, Wen Ai glanced at the pile of errands in the middle of the stall, shook his head and walked away.
Yue Xiao never let him play this game, now he really doesn't dare to light the wire.
Last year, the Shabu Mutton shop expanded its storefront, renovated it, and relocated several private rooms. Wen Ai walked into the reserved private room, Chen Feiyang and Luo Dongdong had already arrived, the three of them sketched on the menu, and after almost ordering, Miao Miao came in with her boyfriend on her arm.
A group of people chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was very high.
"Come on, let's go!" Luo Dongdong picked up a bottle of beer and touched Miao Miao's boyfriend. After taking a big gulp, he said to Wen Ai, "Why don't Xiao Zhuzi also have a bottle of beer?"
Before Wen Ai had time to refuse, Miao Miao opened her mouth first: "Hey, hey, don't come to Guan Yunyun, let Yue Xiao know that he will definitely punish you!"
Luo Dongdong waved his hand: "Isn't Brother Ma in the army? Besides, he took care of me, and I still have backup!"
Luo Dongdong elbowed Chen Feiyang next to him: "Isn't it, fat man?"
When Chen Feiyang was stabbed like this, the fat mutton just put into his mouth fell into the bowl: "Take it easy, it almost fell on the table."
"Didn't you just pick it up and eat it when it fell off the table?" Luo Dongdong teased him, and said to everyone, "Eat with your belly open. This meal is a treat for me and Feiyang."
Luo Dongdong and Chen Feiyang are both working now, financially independent, and rent a house together. They want to pay, and Wen Ai and Miao Miao, who are still in school, are not polite to them.
At the end of the meal, Luo Dongdong and Chen Feiyang went out to the toilet and didn't come back for a long time. Miao Miao and her boyfriend were tired of being together, Wen Ai felt that his light bulb had a full three kilowatts, so he found an excuse to come out to get some air.
The road from the private room to the lobby has many turns and turns. When Wen Ai was led in by the waiter just now, he didn't remember the way. He walked around for a while and didn't go out. Instead, he bumped into Luo Dongdong and Chen Feiyang at a deviating corner—
Kiss the scene.
The two hugged each other, sucking each other's lips, and they could still see their tongues flicking from time to time.
Wen Ai was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly turned around and ran back, without paying attention to the direction, instead running all the way to the gate of the hotel.
Wen Ai calmed down after being blown by the cold wind outside.
Although Luo Dongdong and Chen Feiyang were rivals in love at the beginning, their relationship eased a lot after junior high school. He and them were not in the same school in high school, and he didn't pay attention to this aspect when they usually went out to play. Unexpectedly-they became a couple.
Wen Ai patted his face, but there was nothing to be shocked about, he and Yue Xiao didn't...
It's just that it hasn't been pierced.
Wen Ai sat on the plastic chair placed in front of the store, looking at the hotel lobby through the glass. The guests at each table are talking and laughing, eating and drinking. The soup pot is continuously rising with white steam, and there are small bubbles bubbling on the surface. The picture is very warm.
Wen Ai was upset, he was alone, sitting here blowing the cold wind, no one cared and no one greeted him.
Wen Ai took out the big brother from the backpack, today is not Friday, but now he really wants to talk to Yue Xiao, and miss Yue Xiao's meticulous care.
"I'll count to five." Wen Ai said loudly to his eldest brother, "If you call, I will reluctantly tell you that I miss you."
Wen Ai stared intently at the small black and white screen of the mobile phone: "Five, four, three, two—"
"Ding ding ding ding—"
The sudden ringing of the bell made Wen Ai almost throw his eldest brother to the ground. He was overjoyed and quickly pressed the answer button, excitedly saying: "Hello!"
Mother An's anxious voice came from the receiver: "Grandma Wang fell on the stairs, and your father and I are driving to the hospital, hurry up and take a taxi!
When Wen Ai rushed to the door of the operating room, he happened to see the nurse pushing out Grandma Wang who was covered in a white cloth, and his buzzing brain exploded instantly.
Grandma Wang passed away. This kind old man who participated in his whole childhood and gave him family comfort is gone forever.
When Yue Xiao called, Wen Ai was kneeling in front of the mourning hall.
"Grandma is gone... gone..." Wen Ai cried, "Yue Xiao, did you hear, grandma is gone!"
Yue Xiao was silent, he knew that it was useless for him to say anything at this time, what he should do most was to hug Wen Ai into his arms, and tell Wen Ai that he was still there. But the reality is that he can only sit in the telephone room thousands of miles away, listening to Wen Ai's mournful cries feebly, unable to give him any comfort.
"Yue Xiao, Yue Xiao, Yue Xiao..." Wen Ai's voice was hoarse from crying, as before, he kept calling Yue Xiao's name whenever he had something to do.
Yue Xiao quickly responded, "I'm here."
"You're not here! You're not here!" Wen Ai shook his head vigorously, "Why aren't you here! Woohoo, why aren't you here..."
"I'm sorry." Yue Xiao's heart ached as if it had been crushed, "I'm sorry, I couldn't be with you—"
The phone was cut off.
Yue Xiao raised his head, and the squad leader's finger was still pressing the on-hook button: "Three minutes are up, and there are still comrades waiting behind, military regulations are military regulations."
Yue Xiao gave up his position exhaustedly.
Grandma Wang's departure dealt a great blow to Wen Ai, but no matter how deep the scars were, they were only engraved on the beach. After being washed away by the tide of time for a long time, they would naturally fade away.
In the next semester of her sophomore year, Wen Ai's 20th birthday is approaching, and she is thinking about which restaurant to treat her these few days.
After class was over this day, Wen Ai was slowly packing his schoolbag when a classmate came over and patted him on the shoulder, saying that someone was looking for him outside.
Wen Ai zipped up her schoolbag, hugged the confiscated books into her arms, and ran to the door of the classroom.
Wen Ai was stunned.