One year and seven months.
This was the time when Lu Sibei was chasing her, if you counted the summer vacation after the college entrance examination. At that time, she told Qi Qiao that she was talking about friends, that aunt was so explosive, she wished she would come to her in the next second with Nezha's flywheel on her feet, and then grabbed her neck and questioned the details, just thinking about it Worse than Thomas' psychiatrist Hannibal.
At that time, she still had short hair.
Roommate Li Tao once joked: "Did you ask Lu Sibei whether you like long hair or short hair?"
She thought for a while: "Is there a difference?"
"That's true."
Li Tao coughed, shook his waist-length hair, and said, "What hairstyle do you think suits me?"
Meng Shengnan glanced at it, but was not serious about suggesting it.
"Would you like a roll?"
"Really?"
Meng Shengnan laughed, Li Tao knew she was being tricked, and the dormitory was full of people who wanted to tickle her. She was most afraid of coming to this, and Li Tao was proud: "It's too uncomfortable to touch, so how can Lu Sibei bear it? The two of you are talking platonicly, right?"
Not really.
In her impression, Lu Sibei was a very gentle and loving boy. He always seems to know what he's thinking and will show up at the right time. On the second day of being together, he wrote his Penguin Renren mailbox including the password on a piece of paper and handed it to her. Meng Shengnan had no choice but to let it lie in the corner of the dormitory drawer full of dust.
Li Tao said: "Lu Sibei doesn't love Jiangshan but beautiful women."
Meng Shengnan laughed.
That was 2008, my sophomore year. Meng Shengnan hadn't formally agreed to Lu Sibei, but the two of them would go to the library to read and study together when they didn't have classes. Sometimes she would take the book to the computer reading room on the first floor, and then write some short essays or chat with old friends.
The afternoon sun covered the table, and a person sat in front of the glass window.
She's reading the original Samuel Beckett's Murphy, which is the first line in the novel, and it's a classic line. The predecessors said that one of the most conspicuous and important details of a good book is to have a good beginning. Like in this book:
The sun shone, having no after, on the nothing new. (The sun rises as usual, and nothing has changed.)
She just wrote this sentence in the notebook, the QQ in the lower right corner of the computer in the headset rang.
'Brother is going to toss again. '
It was a message from Jiang Jin. Meng Shengnan smiled at the computer screen. I heard that he went to Golmud, Tibet to stay for a few days, and when he came back, he would meet Tashi Dele. Zhang Yiyan also openly challenged him in the group to be a homeless man who was destined to be a rich second generation.
She replied, where are you going this time
Jiang Jin said, Golden Triangle.
Meng Shengnan was almost taken aback, and asked him the specific situation. Jiang Jin is serious, saying that people make their homes everywhere. That place was said to be quite dangerous, and Jiang Jin seemed determined to go there, and no one could do anything about it. After talking about the serious business, Meng Shengnan went offline and started reading again.
Jiang Jin on the other end was whistling, still immersed in the state of "being refreshed on happy occasions" after sharing.
The person was proud that the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and two people came in.
"What made it happen?" asked a roommate.
The other boy snorted with a smile, "Baobuqi, it's his goddamn girl."
Jiang Jin said "Yo", "It's ok, Chi Zheng, the guess is accurate enough."
That roommate' huh? ' After a while, "You don't really have that thought, do you?"
"Go." Jiang Jin spat, "Am I that person?"
"It's really hard to tell." Chi Zheng shrugged.
"I rely on."
Chi Zheng sneered.
The dormitory slowly became lively. Jiang Jin thought of something and asked him again.
"How is your new algorithm doing?"
The boy frowned, "Still doing it."
"Well, let me introduce you to someone."
Chi Zheng raised his eyes: "Is it reliable?"
Jiang Jin patted his chest: "Brother brand, quality assurance."
That afternoon, Jiang Jin called Lu Huai from the old campus. A few people gathered in the Xiangfu Hotel until the evening, drank two beers, and they got to know each other. Although Lu Huai didn't study computers, he was capable in this area. Jiang Jin knew that he had a lively chat with Li Xiang in Xinconcept back then.
In the private room, several people were very drunk.
Lu Huai kicked Jiang Jin, "If you don't introduce yourself to such a good person, why did you go to you?"
Jiang Jin said 'tsk', "Didn't you realize that?"
Lu Huai kicked again.
Chi Zheng raised his lips and smiled, "Go one?"
Lu Huai clinked glasses with him, and said very sincerely: "Brother, in the future, if you have anything to say, we have to respond to the call of xxx and make progress together."
"Come on, come on, keep going." Jiang Jin opened a few more bottles in high spirits.
During the period, Chi Zheng and Lu Huai chatted about their new ideas about developing software, and they agreed. At that time, none of them thought that in the future, they were all twenty-year-old youths, and their personalities and tempers would also have a temper. But they are all men, so they just need to speak unambiguously.
Later, they all drank too much.
Lu Huai took a taxi and left first, while Jiang Jin and Chi Zheng went back to school shoulder to shoulder. At that time, it was half past nine. The students on the side of the road came and went, and the night was solemn. Jiang Jin said after a while, "Dude has liked someone for five years."
The wind blew over, Chi Zheng was a little awake, and lit a cigarette.
"Not your girl?"
"That's like my own sister." Jiang Jin smiled, "It's another one."
Chi Zheng took a deep drag on his cigarette.
"Always quarrel with me, and never let that kind of move."
"Unrequited love?"
Jiang Jin said 'fuck', "Thousands of flowers have passed by, and the reputation is well-deserved."
Chi Zheng raised his eyes and pressed his tongue against his cheek.
"But you've been dry for a long time recently."
Chi Zheng laughed.
The two chatted and walked, half staggering back to the dormitory. Compared with the November day outside, it was very warm inside the house. Chi Zheng smoked a few cigarettes in a row, cut them off again, and then lay straight on the bed. Just as he was about to close his eyes, the phone in his pocket rang.
He fumbled it out and connected it.
"Drink too much again?" Lu Sibei sensed his drunkenness.
"Um."
Lu Sibei was helpless: "I found the information about the algorithm you asked for last time. I just sent you an email. Remember to check it out."
"Um."
The boy answered vaguely, hung up the phone and put it aside casually, and just fell asleep like that. In the middle of the night, Jiang Jin, who was on the upper bunk, turned over in a daze, and the literary magazine next to his pillow slowly slipped from the crack of the bed.
Chi Zheng's face in the lower berth had just been smashed.
He half-closed his eyes, took it away with his hands and threw it over his head, only to hear a soft bang, and he was quiet again. At that moment, the alcohol came up again, and his mind was raking his hair in a mess, and he fell asleep again.
The white moonlight fell to the ground.
Under the same sky, Lu Sibei, who was hung up on the phone, sighed, and Meng Shengnan, who walked out of the library together, couldn't help but look up at him.
"You little one?"
Lu Sibei said 'hmm', "It's the one that's really messed up."
Meng Shengnan smiled.
"By the way, it's almost half past ten, are you hungry?" the boy asked.
"Not hungry." She smiled.
The two walked back slowly, and the night was quiet. In the next two months, Meng Shengnan slowly became idle. Usually, she would go to the library to read and write when she had nothing to do, and Lu Sibei would occasionally take her to alumni gatherings. Gradually, the relationship was self-evident and he knew it well.
Li Tao laughed again and said, "Lu Sibei finally guarded until the clouds opened and the moon was bright."
After that, it will be the Spring Festival, and I will go to the train station where Lu Sibei sent her that day, exhorting her all the way. Meng Shengnan was not used to it for a while, and couldn't say it out, so he accepted it silently. After the train had traveled a long distance, she turned around and seemed to be able to see the tall and thin figure.
After half a year without going home, Xiao Menghang would slowly call her mother.
Meng Shengnan always stayed at home to tease him and teach him how to talk about his sister, so he couldn't think of leaving. Qi Qiao didn't come back that year, and she called her to say that she was going to visit relatives, and the whole person was not happy with herself. After nagging Meng Shengnan, he hung up the phone and sat on the ground with Meng Hang, but he was in a daze.
"Nan Nan."
The pomp in the bedroom called her.
Meng Shengnan carried Meng Hang into the room and put him on the bed. Sheng Dian took it and took out a list from the drawer and handed it to her.
"Go to the hospital and buy those medicines according to the above."
She took a look: "What is this?"
"Your father has a bad waist recently. The doctor said to catch him once a week. I almost forgot."
"Is your waist bad?"
"Your dad works as an office every day, is that okay?" Sheng Dian said 'ah'.
"..."
Meng Shengnan put the list in his pocket and walked into the courtyard, when Sheng Dian heard the sound of her pushing a bicycle.
"Ride slower."
"Got it." She called back.
She rode for about 20 minutes to the hospital, paid 50 cents to park the car outside, and then went in to get medicine. There is always a smell of alcohol disinfectant in the hospital, especially the area where the medicine is taken. There were people coming and going around, so she quickly bought the medicine and went out of the hall.
It's just that the man was stunned before he took a few steps.
"Teacher Chen?"
The woman was a little listless, sitting pale on a bench by the wall. As if he didn't notice her, he lowered his head halfway and covered his stomach. She approached and called softly again. The woman just raised her head and was startled.
"Oh, Sheng Nan."
"Mr. Chen, you seem unwell, what's wrong?"
Chen Si smiled lightly, "I'm sick to my stomach, it's fine."
"How about I help—"
Before she finished speaking, someone suddenly approached behind her, bringing a gust of warm wind.
"Mom." It was a male voice.
She froze.
"Sheng Nan, this is my son Chi Zheng." Chen Si said in a gentle voice to the boy behind him, "Mother's student, Meng Shengnan."
The girl froze for a long time before slowly turning around.
The boy was tall and thin, holding several medicine lists in his hand. He also looked at her faintly, with a slight twinkle in his eyes. The two of them looked at each other, and the draft in the hall whistled past, as well as the wind brought in by passers-by when they lifted the curtain. Her lips trembled and she couldn't speak.
"Hello."
He nodded slightly, his eyes calm.
Suddenly there was a child shouting loudly outside the door, laughing happily. They turned their heads to look at the same time, and there were small snowflakes scattered outside the window, flying all over the sky. The people around were shuttling back and forth, coming in and going out. Meng Shengnan looked at him slowly, then smiled.
"Hello."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and greeted Chen Si again, then said goodbye and left without looking back. After she walked far away, the boy slowly looked away. He leaned over to help Chen Si stand up, and the woman asked with a smile, "What did you just watch?"
The boy shook his head, "Nothing."
The chance encounter that day was too unexpected for Meng Shengnan. She never thought that she would meet him again like that, and she didn't realize that she was still nervous at that time. It turned out that after so long, she still had a heartbeat, in that snowy winter.
Reading aphorisms at the age of sixteen or seventeen, the elders said:
Youthful love, sometimes like a gust of wind, comes and goes quickly.
Many people around her were like this, Meng Shengnan didn't know if she counted. If it counts, what about Lu Sibei? She doesn't know, and doesn't want to know. But there are many things she can't control, and she can't be the master and has no way out. One year spent similar, each year is different.
Not long after, Lu Sibei came to Jiangcheng from Shanghai.
When he called her to come out, Meng Shengnan didn't react, "Why are you here?"
Lu Sibei smiled, "I want to spend New Year's Eve with you, don't I?"
It was New Year's Eve that day. Lu Sibei took her to dance in Jiangcheng, and invited her friends. He told her a lot about his study here in junior high school, but it was a pity that he didn't meet her at that time. Meng Shengnan couldn't tell what it was like, but hearing him speak like that made her feel much calmer.
In the box, everyone was shouting and singing, and Hu Kan made fun of her.
"Play with you." He helped her drive away a lot of gossiping gentlemen.
While it was bustling, someone shouted towards the door.
"It's so late?"
"Wine fine, I'll tell you."
When he approached, the boy with a raspy voice threw a bottle of Tsingtao over him: "Deep feelings, a mouthful of boredom."
The boy smiled faintly, held the neck of the bottle with both hands, tilted his head and bit it open with his teeth, spit the bottle cap on the ground, and poured it directly into his mouth. The process took nine and a half seconds. As for that half second, Meng Shengnan was stunned when he saw him.
Someone shouted: "That's interesting."
"Why didn't you bring a girlfriend?"
He threw the bottle to the table and smiled faintly: "It's divided."
"Hey, how many months this time?"
The man raised his eyes and said in a calm voice, "Enough."
In the private room, the lights are half bright and half dark. Meng Shengnan drank the coke with his head down, it soaked into his tongue but it was cold and bitter. He could only hear the voice of him sitting opposite, Lu Sibei asked him what was the matter, the man laughed and said it was nothing. After the boy finished speaking, he raised his chin to Meng Shengnan who was bowing his head, and then looked at Lu Sibei.
"Okay you."
Lu Sibei smiled and introduced each other. She raised her eyes slowly, and the boy's gaze flicked over. The two of them were silent for half a second as if they had never known each other, and then she saw him slightly nod to her and then looked away to chat with Lu Sibei.
She actually felt a little bored, so she excused herself to go to the bathroom.
After she left, the boy lit a cigarette, bit it in his mouth, and asked Lu Sibei vaguely: "Is she the one you fell in love with at first sight?"
Lu Sibei smiled lightly.
Meng Shengnan couldn't remember what happened afterwards. In my impression, I only saw him standing aside to answer the phone after the partnership broke up that night. It seemed that someone from the other side asked him where he was. The boy looked impatient and said, "In K."
That evening, Meng Shengnan walked alone in the alley on his way home, in the deep silence.
Before you know it, the snowflakes are falling.