There are no more students in the corridor.
Jian Bian Lin hurried out of the teaching building. Behind him, someone suddenly called him hesitantly: "Check Bian Lin?" It was a man's voice.
After a two-step slow walk, the border forest stopped. The man holding the book and lesson plan behind him had a subtle expression and sighed slightly absurdly: "It's really you."
At this moment, both the inspectorate forest and the outstanding senior high school math teacher behind him were in a daze. It seems that what happened in the winter of that year only happened yesterday, and it seems that nine years have passed.
When Chu Jian strolled around two times, my mother called and told Chu Jian to go home quickly, to help Uncle Inspection pick up two large-size couriers and feed the dog by the way.
No one answered the phone from the border forest.
When I first saw that I stopped the car and hurried home, I ran up the fourth floor panting. I was silly when I saw the treadmill and four boxes of fruits. He took the home inspection key from the refrigerator at home, opened the door, and instructed the delivery man to pile things up to the balcony.
When everyone left, I wiped clean the footprints on the floor and the ashes brought by the cardboard box, dried the rags, and saw the photo after passing through the bedroom.
There were too many photos of her and Jian Bianlin since childhood, but this one was the last of the two students' school days. From the New Year's Day gala that year to the day when the group photo was left, the two of them didn't say a word for almost half a year.
It was rare to snow at the New Year's Party that year. She was mysteriously called to the carport downstairs by the boys in the class. The whole teaching building was lively. The next class had been standing in a row of bicycles with the boy she had met in the cafeteria and basketball court. The end.
When the other party was speaking in a low voice, he nervously wiped off the heavy snow on the tail seat of a bicycle beside him, and Mu Ran was taken by his hand. "Then try..." she replied.
But within three days of the budding romance, Mr. Kan was out of school and, in the middle of the school year, beat up the boy. After school, students crowded around the huts, walking or pushing bicycles, to watch the flare-up. At first I was too scared to stop, I couldn't stop her, I saw the blood everywhere, She was afraid of something big, Finally rushed to the class to fetch half a bucket of cold water, I ran in panic, I threw myself at the inspection forest, I had to jump on.
She remembered the way he looked back at him in ice water at the time.
very scary.
In the vicious campus fight, the opponent's injuries were serious, and fractures were inevitable. Many examinations were performed, which was troublesome to deal with. On the one hand, Jian Bian Lin is the monitor of the key class and the person with the best grades. The teachers all want to make major things smaller. On the other hand, the parents of the other side are reluctant and refuse to pay compensation, as long as the school is severely punished.
In those few days, she lived in the dark, feeling guilty for her boyfriend, talking and talking in her grade, her parents sighed and checked the anxiety of her uncle. Finally, when I first saw him sneaking to the boy’s hospital, crying and apologizing, apologizing for the bodily harm he caused to the other party, and for the boy to help her intercede, step back and let the prosecutor pass this hurdle.
I don't know if her pleading played a role, or if the teachers tried their best to ensure that things got smaller in the end. In the end, neither family knew the cause of the violence on New Year's Day, and none of the three involved told the school and the parents the truth.
But various rumors still accompany her throughout her senior year of high school, and she was squeezed out to have no friends.
It was the darkest six months of her school days, so she deliberately failed the college entrance examination and went to Hainan, a long distance away, to separate from Lin Tian, who was studying in Beijing.
After college, Lin Bianlin often took a long train to visit her in Hainan, and she would hide far away. Although he would feel sorry for him running so far from north to south, he was still afraid of him, afraid that he would do something scary.
Until the Spring Festival of the sophomore year, when she came home, her mother said that her brother and the girl had a long-distance relationship, and that they had lost their relationship. Both parents asked Chu Jian to go to the other door to persuade her, but she hesitated for two days and found all kinds of excuses to avoid it.
But when he met the haggard Uncle Jian downstairs, he was still softened. After one and a half years of university, she grew up a lot. She thought that the absurd things of high school could pass.
That Spring Festival, she knocked on the door of his bedroom and saw someone sitting on the window sill asleep, and wanted to quit, but he was awakened suddenly.
He was just the slight movement of opening her eyes, and she was so frightened that she took two steps back.
…
After that day, for so many years, Prosecutor Bianlin never expressed his feelings for her.
His grades are gradually returning to the right track, and all scholarships are grade A. The university formed a band again, was signed by a record company, and was recommended to be an actor by his agent when the record market was down. In addition, he did have idol potential, and his career became more and more smooth.
Coupled with the first seeing that I was starting a business, the two did not have so much time to meet.
No matter how ridiculous things happened in middle and high schools, it has been so long.
She was quite optimistic even more than ten days ago, thinking that maybe his relationship has been erratic long ago, and someday will be a scandal flash marriage—
But after going around for so long, he completely returned to the original point.
Someone behind him opened the security door, and then footsteps approached.
Take a breath at first sight, don't irritate him, first sight, this is a big hurdle in life. Uncle Xian just happened, and he is going to have an operation again, don't irritate him.
Xian Bian Lin leaned on the door frame, looked over her, and was also looking at the man in the picture.
"I'll help Uncle Inspector collect things." The tone was relaxed at first, as if nothing happened just now, "Did you buy the treadmill? This kind of old house has poor sound insulation and cannot be used. You can hear running in the whole building. the sound of."
Prosecutor Bianlin was silent and didn't hear the same.
In fact, he knew why she came, so he called her mother specially just now.
"Wait until I put the fruits in the refrigerator before going back to the hospital," she thought for a while, "maybe I can't put it down, I will move some to put in my refrigerator, and then decorate to the hospital."
Prosecutor Lin's eyes were still indifferent, and he didn't say anything.
"But I don't know how to feed dogs, what does it like to eat?"
At first I saw that I was going to bypass him, but when I was wrong, I was blocked by him. She had a lingering fear, and immediately avoided, with a loud noise, and the back of her head slammed into the other door frame.
…
The whole world is quiet.
When the big white dog heard the sound, he rushed over, sticking his tongue out, and licking around the two people.
…
"Does it hurt?" He lowered his head and touched the back of her head, breaking the deadlock that had started since entering the door.
It's more than pain, tears came out, and it hits too hard, and my brain pushed out the suffocation in my heart just now, "Just now you asked me—"
"It's angry." He interrupted her and rubbed his palms. After feeling a little hot, he wanted to hold down where she was hit.
She avoided it.
If it hadn't been for the sudden knocking of her to Fan Zun just now, I would have avoided it.
"Inspect the border forest." She solemnly.
She must not know, every time she wants to talk to him seriously, she must first call him by name.
Inspection Bian Lin lowered his eyes, looking at the face he saw first, and her little tiger tooth that licked crookedly when changing teeth. She always said ugly when she was young, and she pressed back with her hand when she was a child, pressed hard, and pressed it when she was sleeping, but it didn't work. In fact, this tiger tooth is his favorite.
"You just asked me—"
"When I didn't ask." Jian Bianlin frowned and cut her words again.
He leaned forward, picked up the breathless white collie with one arm, and left the room.
He didn't want to talk or listen.
Just now I wanted to force her to use her father's connection with herself to let her relentlessly agree to be a girlfriend. But things backfired.
Fortunately, her sympathy once again saved the relationship between the two. After all, she couldn't bear to say that she was an ordinary friend at this time.
"I thought that in the sophomore year, we had talked about it," the first sight chased it out, "but if you want to talk again, will you wait for your surgery? I don't want to affect you at this time."
He was silent for a few seconds, pressed the cold metal handrail, hugged the dog and walked away.
After hitting the door, I confessed through the iron sheet: "I will go downstairs to buy something for the dog."
At first sight, he was stuck in his heart again, sullenly took out the fruits in the box and put them in the refrigerator one by one. Finally, the kiwis were all returned to his home.
Before checking the border forest, he locked the door and went downstairs, and saw him sitting alone in the small pavilion downstairs, holding a few cold lamb skewers, and quietly feeding the dog.
I don’t know if it’s because everything from the hat to the sneakers is pure black, it seems that the whole person is particularly thin in the wind.
But if you look closely, it's still less clear than it was in Macau.