A ray of light in the early morning entered the narrow room. It rained heavily last night. The water droplets on the glass windows had not dissipated, and the room was slightly damp.
With a "bang", the door was slammed open.
Zhou Yijie swaggered in, he stepped forward and lifted the quilt, "Little stammer, my mother asked you to go down and carry things."
The dazzling sunlight made Gu Miao squinted, and the pain in the temple was like being stabbed by a needle. He struggled to get up, "Wait a minute."
"Hurry up, hurry up." Zhou Yijie finished impatiently, sat down on his desk chair, and looked around.
Before the sleepiness dissipated from Gu Miao's eyes, he went downstairs top-heavy.
The rain from last night deposited on the ground and splashed his trousers wet.
When he returned to his room, he saw his cousin squatting in front of his bedside table, holding a greeting card in his hand, which he opened and closed with interest.
"Don't touch my things." Gu Miao shouted coldly between her brows.
Zhou Yijie was taken aback by him, he turned his head with disdain on his face, "What's wrong with moving? You live in my house, eat my house, use my house, and move a broken greeting card?"
He opened the card, and a delicate three-dimensional cake appeared on the paper.
He sneered coldly, lengthened his voice, and read strangely; "Happy birthday to Gu Miao, I said you look good even with gold-rimmed glasses—"
"Give it to me." Gu Miao pursed her lips tightly and reached out to grab it.
"Hey, if you don't give it, let me see who signs it." Zhou Yijie turned his back and shouted in a louder voice, "Yes, Chu Chu."
"Ah, this "Chu Chu" really doesn't have long eyes." He hummed a few times, becoming more and more complacent.
Gu Miao's temple jumped angrily, yanked his collar, and grabbed it.
In an instant, the greeting card "tears" and broke into two halves.
Zhou Yijie's collar was still tightly clenched, his neck was tightly caught by the collar, and his face gradually turned red.
"Also, give it back to you." He threw half the greeting card, his face grim due to lack of oxygen, his guttural voice shattered, "Let me go, I can't breathe."
The three-dimensional birthday cake had long since shattered into a prototype, fluttered in the air, and was thrown on the ground like garbage.
Gu Miao's eyes turned scarlet, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and the veins on the back of his pale hands burst out, like a hell Shura.
"What are you doing?" The middle-aged woman's sharp voice sounded out of thin air, her round fat body flew over, and her fat hand slammed Gu Miao's hand fiercely.
"Let me go." She gave Gu Miao a big slap and slapped the back of Gu Miao's hand like a piece of meat. Seeing that he didn't let go, she slapped him directly in the face.
The fire of anger made Gu Miao almost lose his mind. His pale hands were slapped red, his face was slapped to the side, and his chest was slapped to the side.
undulating violently.
"Gu Miao, let me go." My uncle entered the house at some point, and suddenly shouted at the door.
Gu Miao pursed her lips tightly, let go in vain, and threw Zhou Yijie forward fiercely.
The chubby body of the young man rolled to the ground like a ball, with a loud bang.
The room was silent for a second, and then a piercing cry broke the sky.
"Son, show mom, does it hurt, does it hurt?" The woman swooped over, hugged Zhou Yijie, crying and cursing, "You little bastard with a father and no father, think about who You give you food and drink, and dare to beat my son."
She raised her eyes and stared at the man not far away with sharp triangular eyes, "Say something, Lao Zhou, look at how your good nephew treats your son."
The man stood silently at the door all the time. He lowered his head and sighed for a while, "Both sides are wrong, you apologize to each other, and that's it."
"Apologize?" The woman screamed, "Apologize for what?? I tell you Lao Zhou, I'm fed up with this oil drag bottle. Today I have him without me, and I without him."
Outside the house was the splendid June morning sun, and the house was full of chaos and condensation.
The man pursed his lips and said nothing.
After a long while, Gu Miao squatted down and picked up the broken greeting card on the ground with trembling hands, "I will go."
He raised his eyes and looked at the silent man not far away, "Thank you for your care over the years, I will be eighteen in a few days, and I should leave."
The man sighed heavily, and said to his shrew-like wife in the distance, "I'm satisfied."
After he finished speaking, he turned and left in silence.
Zhou Yijie, who was sitting on the ground, was still sobbing. The woman lifted her son up and glanced at Gu Miao lightly.
The door was slammed shut, Gu Miao slumped on the ground, lowered her head, carefully put together the broken greeting cards, and glued them together with tape.
He put the greeting card in his heart, his red eyes flashed, and after a long time, he got up and started packing.
Four years of poor life turned into a small box. When he went out, his uncle took advantage of his aunt's inattentiveness and stuffed a small envelope into his pregnancy.
Gu Miao didn't know how much money she had, but she silently refused.
Carrying a suitcase alone, he crossed an alley full of sewage and found a run-down youth hostel to sleep for the night.
The strangers who traveled all over the world gathered in one room, and their eyes shone when they chatted and talked about their dreams.
The young man sat and listened silently, drinking a few yuan a bottle of inferior wine cup by cup, and it took a long time before he fell asleep.
When he was awakened by the loud snoring, he suddenly realized that today was the graduation ceremony of No. 1 Middle School.
When I came to school, the graduation ceremony was over.
With the summer wind blowing in the empty playground, Gu Miao walked into the teaching building silently.
"Hey, have you heard? Someone just confessed, holding a super large bouquet of roses?"
"I seem to see someone posting on Moments, at the entrance of the music building."
"Yes, yes, the girl seems to be Cheng Chu from the second class, do you think she will agree?"
"It should be, the boy looks sincere, and the goddess is also in love."
The surrounding air suddenly became thinner, and the piercing cicada chirping was amplified countless times, making Gu Miao dizzy.
When the dazzling sunlight shone down, his drowsy brain was awake for a moment, and he ran frantically to the music building.
The summer wind blows his hair gently, but the coldness rises little by little from the soles of his feet.
The plane tree outside the No. 8 piano room was still lush and green, and the breeze blew a corner of the curtain.
The boy's dark pupils shrank suddenly. He looked at the two people in the piano room who were hugging each other tightly. His eyes were red, and his clenched fingers were rubbed with blood by the rough tree trunk.
The girl's head was buried in Lin Qifeng's generous embrace, her hands were gently hooking his neck, and the little moon bracelet was still hanging on her white wrist.
For a moment, his breathing stagnated, and the feeling of excruciating pain spread from his heart.
He held the tree trunk almost without strength, every second in the past was like a knife, stabbing him in the heart, he covered his scarlet eyes, didn't dare to look anymore, staggered and turned to leave.
The noon sun was dazzling and dazzling, but the young man floated on the street like a walking corpse. He didn't know how long he walked until his feet had already lost consciousness before returning to the hotel.
Cheng Chu looked at the bright roses in front of her and frowned in embarrassment. She considered it for a few seconds before saying, "I'm sorry, your flowers are beautiful, but I already have someone I like."
Delicate roses made the boy's eyebrows look more handsome, and his eyes showed some disappointment, "May I ask, who is the person you like? Is it Gu Miao?"
Cheng Chu nodded and admitted, "It's him."
Yu Yan smiled sadly, "I knew it."
The distant sound of the piano came from the music building, and the young man was full of unwillingness, but looking at the girl's glittering eyes, he finally said against his heart: "I wish you happiness."
"Thank you." Cheng Chu smiled lightly.
The boy's back disappeared in the bright summer day, Cheng Chu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and entered the music building.
There are too many memories there. When parting, she decided to take a souvenir photo in the piano room where she had been struggling for two years.
The sunlight poured into the building through the glass window, Cheng Chu did not expect to meet two people in the piano room who should not be seen.
"Lin Qifeng?"
She saw the girl hiding behind the boy's shoulder, "Mingyue?"
"You two?" Cheng Chu was too shocked to speak, "when did you get together."
"Okay, okay." Lin Qifeng pushed the door out, "Occupy your piano room for a while, and I'll talk about what you want to ask later."
"Ehhh." Before she finished speaking, she saw the little moon bracelet on Ji Mingyue's hand along the crack of the door.
For a moment, she remembered what Lin Qifeng asked her that night.
"Your bracelet is beautiful? What brand?"
She looked at the closed door of the piano room and seemed to understand everything in an instant.
Forget it, people are loving and loving, what is she doing here to be disgusting
Cheng Chu took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and looked at the dialog box that still did not reply, a trace of anxiety rose in his heart.
Since last night, Gu Miao has not replied to her news again, and he has not even seen him at today's graduation ceremony.
The more Cheng Chu thought about it, the more anxious he became. He went out of the school gate and hit a car.
"Go to Yuqing Lane."
The scorching sun in June is like fire, and the streets at noon are sparsely populated.
Yuqing Lane was still as shabby and dilapidated as before. Cheng Chu opened her legs, lowered her head, and jumped over the road full of dirty water, but accidentally bumped into someone.
"Fuck, what are you doing?" The person pushed Cheng Chu and asked fiercely.
The person in front of her had one arm as thick as her calf, and a slight push pushed Cheng Chu to the ground.
"Wow", sewage splashed everywhere, Cheng Chu sat on the dirty water, the delicate skirt was soaked with dirty water, and the white calf was splashed with muddy water.
"Walk carefully," the man said sharply, and then swaggered away.
When he left, he also stepped on a dirty puddle, and the black water splashed little by little on Cheng Chuying's white slap face, and then slowly fell down his hair.
The arm that had just supported the floor was hurting like a heartbreak, and the calf was scratched by the sharp pebbles on the ground, oozing blood, and despair flooded Cheng Chu's brain for a moment. is showing the same busy tone—
"The phone you dialed has been switched off, please try again later"
Cheng Chu threw the phone on the ground, and finally couldn't help crying.
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