Chen Nian locked the door of his house, and when he walked to the stairs, he saw Kitano who was waiting.
The rain at night has cleaned the courtyard, the earrings are blooming, and the purple and red are very lively. He bent over and selected carefully. Her footsteps didn't catch his attention.
Chen Nian went downstairs to him. He had already taken off two earrings and pulled them into long filament earrings. The pink-purple petals were pendants, and the light green calyx was stuffed into her ears, and said, "It's beautiful."
Chen Nian: "..."
She touched her ear, it was a little itchy, but she didn't take it off.
Be extra careful when wearing a helmet.
Kitano took her and stopped a block away from the school.
"Just here." Kitano said.
"Okay." Chen Nian replied softly.
Knowing that he didn't want his classmates to see and talk about her.
She got out of the car and returned the helmet to him. He handed over the bread and snacks he bought and explained, "I want to eat them all."
"Okay." She said softly.
She looked into the paper bag, smelled it, and he explained, "It's a different flavor, red bean.—Well, do you like red beans?"
"I like it." Chen Nian nodded.
"Oh, this." Kitano took out a hairpin from his pocket, a very simple style, light green.
Chen Nian took it, slightly stunned.
"You..." He pointed to her hair, gesturing with his fingers on his forehead, "it always falls off when you bow your head."
"Thank you." She bowed her head warmly, thanking her gently.
He turned his head and bent the corner of his mouth very lightly. When Chen Nian looked up, he just found out and looked at him.
"Look at what?"
"why are you laughing?"
"Little Stutter, I can laugh at every word you say," he said.
The laughter he said was not the laughter she said last time.
She had red ears and lowered her head, and saw that the key was still hanging around her neck, like an elementary school child. She has never used that key. But she wanted to wear it all the time, and he wanted her to wear it all the time.
Kitano also looked at it, his heart seemed to be entangled by the thin thread of the key, he stroked the key for a while, and said, "Go."
Chen Nian took a few steps and looked back. Kitano was following behind her with his pockets in his pockets, with a calm expression on his face and a reassuring power in his eyes.
Chen Nian took a deep breath and walked to the school, knowing that he was always behind her.
A few dozen meters away from the school, Chen Nian saw Wei Lai, who was leaning against the courtyard wall smoking a cigarette, surrounded by a few girls who looked like gangsters, dressed more arrogantly than when she hadn't dropped out of school.
When she saw Chen Nian, she walked over with a hook.
But before he got close, he saw Chen Nian behind him, as if shocked, he stopped.
Chen Nian knew that someone had taught them a lesson. She passed by them calmly and entered the school gate thoughtfully. Looking back, Kitano was still not far behind her.
Chen Nian pursed his lips and left. Before long, I couldn't help but look back again, this time, Kitano was gone.
When Chen Nian returned to the classroom, he felt very at ease. Taking out the textbook and reciting classical Chinese, Xiaomi didn't realize the difference until the next morning for self-study: "Nian, what are you wearing on your ears?"
Chen Nian was stunned, and quickly took off the earring flower.
Xiaomi leaned over and said, "Earring flowers are so beautiful. I always wore them when I was a child, and I haven't played like this for a long time. You are really childish."
Xiaomi played with it for a while, but lost interest, and gave it back to her.
Chen Nian took out the thickest Oxford dictionary from the desk, sorted out the petals, and put it in the dictionary.
She hid the dictionary back like a secret.
Just put it away, the phone rang. Chen Nian forgot to mute, and quickly took it out, it was Zheng Yi. Chen Nian glanced at Xiaomi, who nodded to give her some air.
Chen Nian bent down to answer the phone under the table: "Hello?"
"Chen Nian," Zheng Yi said, "I've been too busy these two days, how are you?"
"Okay." Chen Nian whispered.
"I didn't encounter anything bad going to school today, did you?"
"No."
"That's good. There's a serious case recently, so I can't see you. If you run into any trouble, call me. I'll come over as soon as possible."
"OK."
Chen Nian got out from under the table, feeling a little hungry. She took out the paper bag from the schoolbag, and there were four breads. She couldn't finish it, so she gave Xiaomi two.
"I just didn't eat breakfast." Xiaomi opened his mouth and took a big bite, "It's delicious, where did you buy it?"
Chen Nian didn't answer, thinking to himself, the freshly baked one tastes better.
When the class bell rang, Chen Nian found the bag of plums when he was flipping through his schoolbag. He was moved and secretly stuffed one in his mouth.
Turning his eyes, he saw the head teacher walking into the classroom, Chen Nian's nerves were tense, but fortunately the teacher didn't pay attention to her. The teacher usually explained, saying that the college entrance examination is approaching, and you should pay attention to safety when going to and from school.
The classmates act as a routine, no one cares. But during the break, someone said that there were girls in other schools who were violated, and the rumors were vivid, saying that they were people wearing raincoats at night. Some people have lingering fears, some people don't care.
In the morning, doing exercises and stretching exercises, Zeng Hao next to him hit Chen Nian's hand.
Chen Nian glanced at her.
"Chen Nian, I'm sorry."
Chen Nian bent down and said nothing.
"Chen Nian, I'm really sorry." Zeng Hao choked slightly.
Chen Nian turned his body sideways and said, "We're all the same. I didn't tell the truth. At the beginning."
"But you told me later." Zeng Hao was sad and hated, with tears in his eyes, "Wei Lai and the others scold me for beating me, kicking and kicking me, do you think my parents don't feel bad? My dad came home that day. Mom is crying. What can I do
My mother said that bad students like Wei Lai can't be controlled. No one can restrain them. The college entrance examination is coming soon. I have to study with peace of mind. My future is ruined. They have nothing to lose, but I can't afford it. "
Chen Nian said "um".
"I'm sorry, my classmates bullied you some time ago, and I can't do anything."
"You can't do anything originally." Chen Nian said lightly.
These words didn't make Zeng feel good, she asked again, "Are you okay now?"
Chen Nian thought about it and said, "It's good."
"Did Wei Lai come to see you?"
"..." Chen Nian glanced at the sky and said, "Someone... has protected me."
After school, Chen Nian walked to the school gate, no longer waiting in the doorman, and saw Kitano standing across the street from a distance.
Across the uniform students, their eyes met, and they staggered with a light touch.
Like a password.
He came across the road with his feet up, against the crowd.
Chen Nian walked in the direction of home, and when he reached the corner of the campus, he glanced behind him from the corner of the corner.
So feel safe.
The road in summer is full of trees and flowers.
Day after day, he kept such a distance and escorted her from school; when they arrived at the door of her house or on the roof of his house, the two of them sat on the steps and read an elementary school text to practice speaking.
The next day he dropped her off again at dawn, with a bag of freshly baked bread and snacks like chips, cookies, candies, and followed silently.
After that vacation, they were busy with their studies, and they rarely had a chance to speak. Except for reading textbooks to correct them, they were speechless when facing each other.
Sometimes, when she saw the invisible wound on his arm and neck, and knew that he was fighting again, she would not ask him how he was doing.
Sometimes, he heard students discussing exam questions on the road, and he knew that there was another mock exam, and he didn't ask her how her grades were.
That is unfamiliar territory that has nothing to do with him/her.
Until one day after school, when Chen Nian walked around the corner of the campus wall, he habitually looked back at Kitano, but saw Li Xiang running towards her.
"Chen Nian!"
"Well." Chen Nian glanced at Beiye behind him, turned around, and walked forward side by side with Li Xiang.
"You... home is not... here."
"Oh, today is my aunt's birthday. I'm going to her house for dinner." Li Xiang always smiled brightly, "Chen Nian, you did better in the mock test this time than last time."
"This time the topic... is simple." Chen Nian said.
In fact, she slipped in the rankings. It's hard to say that the interference from Wei Lai and her classmates didn't affect her.
Compared to this, Chen Nian was more concerned about the gaze behind him at the moment. She suspected that she had eyes behind her head, as if she could see Kitano's indifferent expression.
Li wanted to rub her head, knowing that she wanted to cheer her up, but at the moment she was absent-minded, and it seemed that she shouldn't mention her grades.
He quickly took out a stack of test papers from his bag: "Here you are."
Chen Nian looked at him puzzled.
"Provincially focused mock papers and review materials."
"Thank you." Chen Nian took it.
"The last month, come on." Li Xiang encouraged, "Don't forget, we can make an appointment to meet in Beijing."
Chen Nian was silent, feeling a chill running down his back.
At the fork in the road, Li wanted to say goodbye to her. There were no other students on this road, so Kitano stepped forward, went to the side of the road where the motorcycle was parked, and took out his helmet and put it on.
Chen Nian stood aside and watched him for a while, but he did not greet her. She put the test papers in her schoolbag, walked over by herself, took the helmet and put it on by herself.
He didn't look at her, got on the motorcycle, and the word "silence" was written on his back;
She held his shoulders, stepped up, and sat behind him, like countless mornings and evenings as usual.
Kitano started the motorcycle and rushed into the dusk instantly.
Not the way home. Kitano told her this morning that there was a rock concert at Xinghai Park Music Plaza, and asked her if she would go. She said yes.
Kitano parked the car outside the park and walked in with her. The park was crowded with young people. The two were like two parallel lines. Countless people passed by, but they didn't break up.
After passing a hot dog stand, Kitano bought two, stuffed one for Chen Nian, and a bottle of iced black tea.
Chen Nian glanced at the back of his head, didn't say anything, and walked behind him while eating.
More and more people gathered in the square, and the staff on the stage were tuning the sound.
He didn't speak, and she wasn't a fool; knowing he was angry, she felt guilty too.
I wanted to break the embarrassment, so I thought about organizing the language several times, and finally asked:
"Aren't you going?"
Kitano looked down at her. The boy's eyes were like the darkening sky behind him, unfathomable, her heart skipped a beat, she turned her eyes away, and whispered, "Your guitar."
"Just kidding," he said nonchalantly, looking back at the stage.
In other words, don't go to the table.
Chen Nian complimented him in a low voice: "Last time, listen, it feels good. - Listen well."
Kitano's side face was cold, but on the other side of her face that she couldn't see, the corners of her lips hooked.
When Chen Nian saw that he was indifferent, it was difficult for the young man to coax him; after thinking about it, he wanted to work harder and said, when will you play it for me again.
Ready to speak, with a loud drumbeat, the concert begins.
The atmosphere of the scene was ignited. The young people raised their palms and swayed in the air. They screamed, and their bodies swayed and twisted with the people on the stage, from the top to the toes, like a perpetual motion machine.
The music is deafening, to shake the stars down from the sky.
Chen Nian couldn't make out a word, and the people on the stage were screaming like a wolf howling, like a ghost crying, a restlessness that she couldn't appreciate. The decibels shook her chest, and she was squeezed around, unable to help herself. In a blink of an eye, Kitano was gone.
Chen Nian hurried to find it.
One song has passed, two songs have passed, and she has no idea where she is.
Perfume, peculiar smell, she squeezed around in the unfamiliar crowd, sweating all over.
She can't find him.
I don't know how many songs I sang.
She gradually panicked.
The guitarist screamed on the stage: "I broke into your life, but I couldn't get into your heart; I..."
The singing stopped abruptly, the drums were still playing, and the soundtrack was still there, but the microphone was snatched away: "Hello!"
A note is Chen Nian's familiar voice.
She looked at it suddenly, across the sea of people, the stage was bright like a white hole,
"Little stammer," Kitano said in a low voice, echoing unreal over the square through the microphone, "Come to the stage."
On the big screen, he stared at her with dark eyes, and said again: "Little stammer, come to the stage."
The frenzied swinging audience all stopped, like a collective disenchantment.
The people on the stage grabbed the microphone back and shoved Kitano, he pushed it back, and the young man became angry and started fighting. Someone tried to persuade the fight and was accidentally injured by the band.
Look, there's a fight, it's so lively! More people were excited and jumped to the stage to join in.
Chen Nian jumped up and ran towards the stage.
The crowd is dense like a rice field full of seedlings.
She pushed them away, pushed them away, squeezed them away, rammed them away, and ran towards the stage. Going forward is like running on a vast grassland.
Lightning and thunder came as scheduled, and more and more people were fighting on the stage. Chen Nian ran to the stage and shouted blindly, "North Ye!"
She screamed: "Kitano!"
Suddenly, she saw him, and he saw her too.
Under the blue and white lightning, countless young people rushed to the stage like fish struggling in the river.
Chen Nian ran towards the corner with few people, and Kitano on the stage also ran in that direction. At the end of the stage, they reached out to each other at the same time. In the air, two hands clasped tightly together.
Kitano jumped off the stage and dragged her into the night.
The two teenagers ran to the gate of the park, quickly put on their helmets, got into the car, and the motorcycle sped away.
The streets were deserted late at night, and the street lights were dim. The police car came in the opposite direction and rushed to the park. Red and blue police car lights flashed across the teens' helmets.
Chen Nian shivered in the evening wind, his eyes widened with excitement. The wind was like a pair of wet hands, tightly covering her mouth and nose.
Speed and excitement are what they look forward to, bewildered, and desperately pursue at their age, but have no luck.
She hugged his waist and walked through the neon light and shadow in the night.
Rush to the big tree of his house and brake suddenly; the sound of wind and tire friction returns to silence.
In the dark night, she clings to his back, like two curled shrimps.
He did not move, and let her embrace;
She didn't move, she never let go.
The decadence and emptiness after the crazy stimulation gradually engulfed the teenagers;
The melody of the rocker floats over, and I break into your life, but I can't get into your heart.
The lyrics are not sad, you know,
Some people can only walk into your heart, but not into your life.