Ten days before the college entrance examination, the school is on holiday.
The whole school was in chaos that day, and each of them dragged the teachers to find a suitable place to take a group photo. The teaching downstairs is full of torn books and exercise simulation papers, which is crazy. In the small playground, Xue Lin took her and Fu Song to take pictures while looking for Nie Jing.
Meng Shengnan saw the girl first, and she ran over to call.
The girl was chatting and laughing with other female students, when she heard the sound, she turned her head and froze for a moment: "Meng Shengnan?"
"Let's take a photo together," she said.
It took a long time for Nie Jing to come back to her senses. She glanced at Fu Song and Xue Lin who were not far behind her, looked at her again, and nodded slowly. Meng Shengnan felt relieved, the two of them no longer sat at the same table in the past year of high school, and they were busy studying all day long and rarely spoke to each other. Sometimes, she feels very awkward, as if something is separated.
After the photo was taken, everyone had a fuss again, and she packed her schoolbag and was about to leave.
At the door of the classroom, Nie Jing called her to stop.
"For you."
Meng Shengnan took the paper cuckoo from the girl and looked over.
Nie Jing laughed suddenly, "You taught me for two days at that time, it was too difficult to learn."
She heard the sound and laughed too.
"Thank you Meng Shengnan." Nie Jing said in a low voice.
The summer sun came in from the window and fell on the two of them, and there were bustling students outside. Everyone had graduated smiles on their faces, with a bit of reluctance. Meng Shengnan slowly shook his head and smiled, then found a pen in his schoolbag and handed it to her.
"The college entrance examination went well." She said.
Nie Jing held the pen tightly and nodded heavily: "You too."
That was the last time they met after graduating from high school. The photo of the four of them has been kept in Meng Shengnan's photo album since then. Looking closely, Nie Jing's eyes turned to the left and upwards, and it was looking at Fu Song.
They separated at the door of the classroom, and Meng Shengnan went downstairs.
From a distance, she saw a large group of boys and girls outside Li (10)'s class gathering together to take pictures, but there was no sign of that person. She turned her head around, as if she heard someone calling his name again, but she didn't seem to.
Suddenly, it was Qi Qiao's voice behind her calling her.
She looked back at that seat in that classroom, and slowly withdrew her gaze, moving away step by step.
Qi Qiao asked, "What are you looking at?"
Meng Shengnan shook his head, "It's nothing."
Qi Qiao put her arms around her shoulders and sighed: "We graduated from Meng Shengnan."
"Graduated." Meng Shengnan thought of something, and asked again: "By the way, how did Song Jiashu become a soldier?"
Qi Qiao bit her lip and remained silent for a long time.
"What's wrong?"
"deal."
"when?"
"The end of August."
Meng Shengnan exclaimed, "So fast?"
"It's that fast."
Qi Qiao sighed again and said nothing. The two walked back along the long street. Men and women on bicycles passed by them on the street, as if the years were moving forward.
In the blink of an eye, he graduated from high school.
She remembered that during the last English test in the two days of the college entrance examination, the rain suddenly poured down from the sky, so that the score in English was ten points lower than usual. It's funny to say, this excuse sounds so funny.
And at that time, she really graduated.
Nothing has changed, and everything seems to have changed. She began to look forward to the university and the future, hoping that when she woke up, she would lie on the bed in the university dormitory and live every minute freely and fulfillingly. In those years, the Jiangcheng college entrance examination was still based on an estimated score system, and it was already more than 20 days later when the results came out. Qi Qiao went to Xinjiang, and she left Changsha. I don't know much about other people, but once I went to school to visit Lao Shi, and heard from her that several students in the class failed the exam, and Fu Song was one of them.
She tried to contact him, but there was no news.
The holiday after the college entrance examination was so long and so long. She was bored at home writing, and occasionally went to the Plaza Bookstore to read books for the whole afternoon when she was bored. And she never met anyone familiar again.
The youth of youth is empty.
In late August, that is, the week before Song Jiashu left, he just celebrated his birthday, and invited a group of people to have a good time at the KTV near the school. Qi Qiao took her to join in the fun, and she couldn't do without. If you don't pass it, you'll just sit there and be bored, watching them play upside down.
Feeling depressed, Meng Shengnan slipped out.
She walked along the corridor to the bathroom, and just as she closed the door of the cubicle, she heard footsteps shoving and shoving in a chaotic rhythm, and someone came in. At that time, she hadn't seen him for a long time, and she didn't go to guitar class in the third year of high school, let alone met him by chance.
The girl outside was still calling sweetly and softly: "Chi Zheng."
Meng Shengnan was really stunned for a moment, as if he was suddenly frozen, and he didn't even dare to breathe.
She heard the boy make a soft 'um'.
"In a while, you tell Shi Jin and the others, let's leave early, shall we?"
The boy laughed lowly, "Are you in a hurry?"
The girl hesitated, "You are in a hurry."
"Well, then I won't go."
"Chi Zheng." Those two words were cadenced, and the tired Meng Shengnan had goose bumps all over his body.
The boy spoke neither low nor high, "It's okay to leave early, you have to inspect the goods first."
The girl blushed, "You rascal."
"What about being a hooligan?"
"You—what if someone comes in?"
The boy gave a short smile and said in a low voice, "No."
"Then—then touch it."
The movement was neither big nor small, and it was especially clear in this empty space. Meng Shengnan held his breath and slowly closed his eyes. But the charming voice outside still made her frown and nauseated, the girl twisted and screamed, and the boy laughed lowly: "It's so soft."
After a few minutes, there was no movement, and Meng Shengnan came out after making sure they were far away, but his feet were soft.
She went back to the box and found an excuse to leave first, but almost bumped into the pair of figures at the gate of KTV. The girl threw her head up and fell into the boy's arms acting like a baby, and the boy smiled coquettishly while hugging the person in his arms. Then, she stood on the steps and watched them come to the intersection, the car came, they got on it, and the car left.
His vision gradually blurred and he could no longer see clearly.
The singing voice came from the private room upstairs, and Cecilia Cheung's light and clean voice was singing 'I want to control myself, so that no one will see me cry. Pretending to be indifferent to you, unwilling to think of you, and blaming myself for not having the courage. I can't breathe because of the heartache, and I can't find the trace you left behind. I saw you helplessly, but could do nothing, let you disappear at the end of the world. '
She took a deep breath and looked up at the sky at three or four in the afternoon.
I just remember the early morning of graduation day, it was raining. She arrived at school early, then slipped into their class and sat in that seat. His school uniform was still stuffed in the drawer, a mess. She didn't dare to stay for a long time, so she wrapped the book and put it in his schoolbag, stepping back and forth.
I don't know if he has seen it.
Meng Shengnan smiled slowly, and then walked back along the street.
Yandian Street was very lively that day, and she wandered outside for a long time alone, buying a lot of gadgets. Going from shop to shop, I met many boys and girls who were as old as she looked. They were accompanied by their parents to buy clothes, shoes and suitcases.
So is she.
Turning out of the stationery store, she checked the time, it was already six o'clock, and then she was on her way home. There are many hawkers yelling on the street, she giggled all the way and pretended to be in a good mood.
At the entrance of the street, there is a tofu seller, a middle-aged woman with gray hair, surrounded by many people. She glanced over casually, the woman was in a hurry and smiled very enthusiastically. There was a boy next to him with his back turned to him, helping out on the side.
She slowly withdrew her gaze, felt something was wrong after walking a few steps, and looked back again.
"Fu Song?" She almost cried.
Across a curb, she looked at the boy from afar, bending over and bowing his head, with a calm expression on his face. It seems like a long time ago, when she ran away and didn't study, the boys always threw out very philosophical words, and the girls always took it as a joke and never tired of it. Later, he talked less and less, and became taciturn.
Meng Shengnan stood there for a long time. She didn't know what he would do in the future, whether he would repeat his studies or find a school and go to school. Later that day, instead of going to look for him, she slowly turned around and walked away. After a long time, she talked to Qi Qiao.
The girl said, "Dignity."
A few days before going to Changsha, Jiang Jin and the others called to make an appointment to play.
Meng Shengnan was helpless, saying that her school started earlier. Jiang Jin wanted to beat her up angrily, but Meng Shengnan laughed. It is worth congratulating that both Jiang Jin and Lu Huai passed the Beijing International College entrance examination, and Li Xiang went abroad to study directly without taking the college entrance examination. A few of them were also torn apart.
It was noon, she was lying on the bed basking in the sun, and Zhou Chuanxiong was singing Lonely Shazhou Cold on the repeater.
Shengdian shouted from downstairs: "It's time to eat."
She rolled her head under the blanket and went downstairs. Meng Jin didn't go to work on Saturday, so he moved the small table to the yard, and the food was served in a grand ceremony, and the three of them sat under the tree to eat. Cicadas chirp and the leaves rustle. Sheng Dian muttered again: "Why did Qiao Qiao report to Xinjiang? It would be nice to go to Changsha with you."
Meng Shengnan took a sip of Coke, "Mom, you don't understand this, Qi Qiao is chasing after her husband thousands of miles away, it's a song and a cry."
"Go." Sheng Dian scolded her and smiled.
"I mean it."
"If you have the ability, you can bring me one too?"
"Son-in-law?"
Meng Jin also laughed, "Eat, eat."
Meng Shengnan gave a 'cut', "You should have given birth to a brother before me, that's great."
"You don't like brother?" Sheng Dian asked slowly.
"It's fine, it's not bad to be a sister."
Sheng Dian and Meng Jin looked at each other, but said nothing. It wasn't until she returned home during the Chinese New Year after studying in college that she discovered a big secret and finally understood what the grand ceremony said at that time. She was almost overjoyed, she laughed so silly that Qi Qiao was envious and jealous.
"Come on, eat more." Meng Jin put some vegetables in Shengdian's bowl.
Meng Shengnan raised his eyebrows: "Dad, you are very concerned about Mom today."
Meng Jin also clipped her: "Little clever ghost."
She grinned.
"Eating can't stop you from talking." Sheng Dian gave her a look.
Meng Shengnan stuck out her tongue.
"By the way." Sheng Dian said again, "I ran into your Teacher Chen two days ago and asked you, let's lie down and walk around in the afternoon."
Meng Shengnan nodded, "Understood."
After the meal, Meng Jin took the initiative to wash the dishes for the first time, and Meng Shengnan was stunned. She rested in the house for a while, and the family watched TV. It was almost four o'clock when she left home to visit Chen Si. He brought some fruit over and got on the familiar 5○2.
I haven't been here for a long time, and the community is still the same as before.
At that time, Chen Si was cooking soup in the kitchen. She rang the bell, and a moment later the door opened from the inside. Carrying the fruit, she looked at the boy in front of her and was stunned for a moment. The boy suddenly smiled, and Meng Shengnan hurriedly introduced himself: "Hi, I'm here to see Teacher Chen."
The boy turned sideways: "Come in."
Chen Si came out of the kitchen and smiled in surprise: "Sheng Nan?"
"Teacher Chen." She put the fruit on the coffee table in the living room.
Chen Si was wearing an apron and was too busy, "Sit down first, I'm making soup, you and Xiaobei chat first."
After finishing speaking, she turned and went back to the kitchen. The boy called 'Xiao Bei' poured a glass of water and handed it to her.
"sit down."
Meng Shengnan took the water, "Thank you."
"Are you a former student of Aunt Chen?" he asked.
Meng Shengnan was taken aback, almost thinking that he was the son of Chen Si's ignorant son.
"Ah, yes."
The boy smiled, "Are you in high school?"
"I just graduated this year." Meng Shengnan smiled back.
"Yes, where did the exam go?"
Meng Shengnan said, "Central South University."
The boy was in a trance for a moment, and slowly asked, "Which major?"
"news."
The boy listened and smiled.
The two of them didn't talk any more, Chen Si had already cooked soup, and they chatted again and wanted to keep her for dinner, Meng Shengnan declined and left. Chen Si had no choice but to close the door after watching her leave. In the living room, Lu Sibei asked, "Aunt Chen, what was the girl's name just now?"
"You didn't introduce yourself just now?"
The boy smiled: "She's very shy, I didn't ask."
Chen Si smiled and shook his head, "Meng Shengnan."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was the sound of slippers kicking on the stairs, "What Meng Shengnan, who is it?"
"I am a student."
Chen Si looked up, "Look at what time it is, I figured if you don't get up again, I'll let Xiaobei clean you up."
The boy who was being trained gave a ruffian smile, "Are you willing?"
Chen Si had no choice but to look at Lu Sibei: "Look at him, if he is half as good as you, I will burn incense."
"Tsk, did you say that?"
Chen Si smiled, "Hurry up and wash up for the two of you to eat."
"Aunt Chen, I'll help you." After speaking, Lu Sibei followed.
The boy on the side of the stairs shook his head and sneered, "Okay, Lu Sibei."
The meal at that table was very lively.
Chen Si said: "You finally came here for a few days, let Ah Zheng take you out to have fun."
"Mom, don't worry, I will never lose Xiaobei." The boy said seriously.
Lu Sibei gave him a kick, and the boy turned sideways to dodge.
"Xiaobei is your name?"
"Isn't it just a name, what about Beibei?"
Chen Si looked at the two of them and couldn't help laughing.
That night, the two boys lay on the bed on the second floor and chatted until late at night. When I woke up again, it was already daylight. Lu Sibei had washed up early and went out for a morning run. Chi Zheng lifted the quilt and slowly got up, and went downstairs with messy hair. Chen Si said that someone outside collected junk and asked him if he wanted to sell those books.
He simply washed it and went back to his room to pack up the books.
After a while, a large box was packed. He picked it up and was about to go out. When he left the room, his eyes fell to the schoolbag in the corner of the wall. It hadn't been touched for almost two months since he returned home the day he graduated and left it there. He put down the suitcase and walked over, picked up the schoolbag and dumped it outside.
A book hits its foot.
He couldn't help hissing, and glanced over. It was a book wrapped in a light green cover, 100% new. He never had this thing in his schoolbag, so he picked it up in doubt, and tore off the outer packaging. At that moment, the sun fell to the ground and shone on the title of the book.
Meditations.
Chi Zheng was stunned for a moment, looked at it for a while and freed up a hand to light a cigarette.
The sun at eight or nine o'clock, the wind in August and September, a leaf fell from the plane tree outside the window. It was a very quiet morning, and the curtains were blown to a small angle by the breeze. The room was full of sunlight, basking on the disheveled quilt, and the boy stood half facing the light.
He bit his cigarette and opened the book.
The title page reads: May you be in full bloom when you laugh.
The signature is Shu Yuan.