Chapter 5 Chapter Two Wang Haiyan (2)

Chapter Two Wang Haiyan (2) How on earth did we find that strange bridge?I think that bridge is the only adventure in the memory of my relationship with Qin Yu.I'm not saying we found diamond mines or oil fields or anything.Probably, when a person encounters a predicament like mine, he will always recall the happiest times in the past, right?It's not very wise, and if I could forget all the little bits of me and him all at once, how nice it would be!But no, those little bits and pieces are here.When he was kind to me in the past, my life was so busy—study, meetings, competitions, and writing speeches—but he was kind to me, adding little lace to these things I was busy with. Embellishment—a small, single-petaled flower of light pink with yellow stamens; now, I've been admitted early, and suddenly I'm a do-it-yourselfer. Forget about it all, and transfer the mind that was obsessed with solving problems a while ago to him, but he completely refused.Why should he refuse?I clearly saw his helpless expression, but I could more clearly see his impatience, his refusal, and in the end, he disappeared without a word.I didn't dare to go to him, and I didn't dare to call him to ask him. I never tried to accuse him of anything. Even though he cheated, although I thought he was wrong, I never said "wrong" to him. Words—I suddenly discovered that for a long time, I always took the initiative, while he stood there motionless. I always tried my best to comfort him and help him, but he, he remained motionless.Shall I try to stay still this time and wait for him to come over?This is not the state I am used to. I am used to having actions and fighting for them. However, when the actions lose their effectiveness, maybe I will try to give up the actions.Who knows?

I'm really sad.Thinking about Qin Yu makes me sad.I miss the little single petals with pink pistils—the ones the two of us found in the crevices of that strange bridge. That was the second half of my second year of high school, and he was still in his first year of high school.The mid-term exam has just ended, and it's time for travel in May.The teaching director fell asleep, somehow remembered the spring outing, and was willing to take us out for a walk.In fact, we didn't have any confidence in the spring outing organized by the director of education—everyone knew that he wished that we could be educated when we ate, slept, and walked.I knew this old political teacher with hipster glasses and rimless glasses quite well, and I knew his seriousness about life-his catchphrase was "It's a serious question."My classmate asked me to "discuss with this old idiot" all day long during that week. I know them. , They can use weekends to play and can't find their homes.I think the current students are different from previous years. They are more playful. They can swim in the water and jump out of the water. They usually put on glasses like a scholar, but they can’t get their feet back when they touch the ground. They are very energetic.However, "old dislikes" are very serious people, and serious people are often very stubborn, so I don't touch this kind of nail.I told them, if you don't go, you won't go, it doesn't matter, I won't force you to go.Qin Yu and I have made an appointment to go out to play, and I don't plan to go either.The dean’s spring outing plan came out, and it was to pay homage to some revolutionary site—at that time, I didn’t go anyway, and I didn’t care about the place at all.As a result of counting the number of people on the spring outing, I think the dean will not be able to eat after seeing it: the class with the largest number is more than 20 people, and the class with the smallest number has no one at all!My estimation was correct. The grade leader and my hero had the same opinion. He didn't dare to hand in the results. Instead, he went to those classes with few participants to lobby one by one, and spent a whole noon of hard work. With tons of saliva, they managed to bring the number of people to at least twenty per class.After school that day, he even dragged me into the office, wanting to be reasonable and empathetic, and tried hard to encourage me to "take the lead".Alas, seeing his helpless appearance, I was almost about to agree.It's just that Qin Yu and I talked well, he took me to his grandma's house in the suburbs to play, and I didn't want to give up the opportunity to go out with him in the suburbs for a silly reason that some student cadres should take the lead.When I came out of the grade leader's office, it was already late, and the campus was empty. I was carrying a heavy schoolbag in one hand, and I was still jumping up and down briskly—I thought of the same empty school a week ago. On campus, Qin Yu stood in front of me and said:

"The weather is very good today!" I couldn't help laughing, thinking that he was just like the British, he only talked about the weather when we met, and replied: "Yes. It's May." He looked very nervous, changing his schoolbag from his left hand to his right hand, and then from his right hand to his left hand, and kept talking.The topic is very jumpy, for a while it is said that he used to raise a cat named "Syringe", for a while he said that his grandma is very good, for a while he said that he really wanted to relax after the exam, for a while he said his cat was a yellow cat, and for a while Said that his grandma lived in the suburbs, said that the place where his grandma lived was like Chen Yifei's painting... After talking for a long time, I didn't know what he was going to say.I went to the carport to pick up the car. Seeing the sunset behind him thicken, he was still chattering incoherently, so I interrupted him and said:

"Any thing else?" He stopped.I looked at him, the campus behind him, the sky behind him—these things behind him gave me a sudden impression: he was a fictional character protruding on a piece of paper, and he seemed so far away from me.After a while, he murmured, "It's gone." "Then, I'm leaving first. See you tomorrow!" I saw that he obviously had something to do, but he hesitated to speak, so I asked again: "Are you really all right?" "See you tomorrow." He had already put on his polite and annoyed expression, and he was hiding a flat resentment when speaking.

I don't understand what he means, but I know that he will be fine after a while.So I said, "Call me if you need anything," and jumped into the car and left first. "I have something to do!" After driving for more than ten meters, I suddenly heard him yelling loudly from behind. I was so happy that my heart skipped a beat, I stopped the car, turned around, and saw him running towards me against the backdrop of the campus and the setting sun.I also yelled: "What's up!" He ran so fast that he was in front of me in a blink of an eye.The passion he had just now passed away suddenly, and he became like a cramped child again.However, the background of the campus and the setting sun is still there.Walking around my car to my right, he reached out and rang the bell.In the ringing of the bell, I heard him say:

"Let me tell you, my grandma's house is very fun." A bell in my heart also rang "ringing" happily. How on earth did we find that strange bridge? It was Saturday, a small weekend—the day when more than 20 people from each class went to visit the revolutionary sites.I made an appointment with Qin Yu, and the two of us ran to get in the car before dawn.The bus was very empty—maybe it was because it was early—everything on it rattled, some window panes couldn’t be rolled up, some window panes couldn’t be rolled down, we took the cleaner front and rear seats , Although the seat was covered with a leather cover, it was as skinny as an African disaster victim.I sat in front of him, looked back at him, and saw him sitting on a bony chair smiling at me with a contented look.My already happy mood was made even happier by his smile, and I wanted to fly out of the window on the roof of the car and into the cloudless sky above my head.

We didn't say a few words along the way.I turned my head and looked out the window.The small crooked trees on the side of the road swayed past, and the yellow, yellow and green crop fields flashed before my eyes in turn. Slender and light dogs appeared on the side of the road. Occasionally, there were one or two young goats tied to the small trees. The young sun seems to be faintly exuding the sweet fragrance of honey.It’s all gone, such a long road, measured one meter by one meter, passed by in a flash; the trees by the roadside, I just started counting slowly and silently, gradually became chaotic, and I couldn’t count the clues any more. I stop counting and think of all the trees, fields, dogs and goats, all passing by so quickly, and it's just me and him sitting here, the sun always shining on us—there is really a kind of Fresh and warm sweet aroma.

Qin Yu's grandmother really lived in a very delicate place.I never imagined that such a small street with the style of a water town can be found in the suburbs of Shanghai.It was a very remote small street with few passers-by. It was paved with flat stones. Over time, the stone road was polished bright and bright. Standing at the corner of the street and looking in, what I saw was a narrow and long bright road. The path is spotless and very quiet.His grandma lives at the end of the side street.Moss and grass grow at the base of the walls of the house, and the front door is paved with bluestone slabs, which are also bright and bright, and the slightly concave threshold in the middle is even more bare.When I first entered the door, I couldn't get used to the darkness in the room, and I couldn't help shaking; after I got used to it, I saw his grandma, looking at me with a kind smile, as if she loved me like a granddaughter in her eyes.Looking up, you can see the towering beams, dark red, together with dust and cobwebs, a lifelong companion of love and righteousness.Bamboo baskets hung in the corner.On the Eight Immortals Table are semiconductors that the old man listens to, and there is a month card next to the wall of the Eight Immortals Table, which depicts the three old gods of Fu, Lu, and Shou, with long ears, pink cheeks, and swaying hair.On the dark chest of drawers, there is a three-five-brand clock, which rings every half hour, not in a hurry - the clock here does not imply time, because the air here is leisurely and long-lasting, The indifferent time flows through the bluestone slab under the feet, which is smooth and beautiful, exuding a cool breath.Going out through the back door, I found a river flowing behind the house, facing the door is the water bridge, and the stone steps are also smooth and slippery.A willow tree by the river stretches its branches tenderly in the May breeze.Cobblestone roads, bluestone slabs, polished thresholds, wet water bridges... The sun shines through all these smooth and delicate things, and when it shines on them, it is unobtrusive, flowing like the gurgling water under the feet, falling to the climbing wall of the back wall. On the ivy leaves, it slid down, carrying the scent of baked flowers, so warm that people want to stop, don't go, don't go.

How did we find that bridge?In fact, it wasn't that much, just walking along the river, bathed in golden sunshine, listening to Qin Yu's talk about his grandma, and before he knew it, he arrived at a place that even he had never been to before.It was afternoon.After lunch and rest for a while, the two of us ran outside.Reluctant to leave the river, the gravel path, and the dark flowers and trees by the roadside, we kept walking forward in a daze.According to Qin Yu, this is the place where his grandmother grew up. She never walked out of here until she married his grandfather when she was seventeen years old, until her husband passed away more than ten years ago, until she insisted on returning to her hometown By the river - her parents are long gone, her elders are basically gone, but the house where she grew up has always been there, she opened the door and went in, and that was her home for the rest of her life.Growing up here, and growing old here again—I suddenly had a strange feeling: in her old age, she turned into a young girl again, a waiting girl with nothing to worry about.

Then we found the strange bridge.I screamed from afar——from a distance, it really looked like a fortress, standing heavily on the river.Qin Yu was also very surprised. He had never been here before, and he had never seen this bridge.This bridge really looks like an old fortress. It is built with a kind of green brick. It looks very new. It is not something left from the past. The designer must have designed it in such a way.The bridge is divided into two floors, the lower one is a dark passageway up the stairs, and the upper one is a fortress-like platform.Everything is designed very ancient, even the muzzle of the ancient fort was built there, and ancient granite bridge railings were built on both sides of the bridge.The bridge looks like a fortress, but for some reason, there is no beacon fire at all. Instead, there are bursts of elegance in the green bricks, and a very elegant name is affixed to the bridge: Nanshui Que.I think that delicateness is a kind of temperament of this place - no wonder Qin Yu is so delicate.

We were so proud of this unexpected discovery, as if we had built the bridge.Standing in the lower walkway, I looked out of the gun ports and saw the widening river, where the boats were moored quietly, and above, the cloudless May sky.My heart also became wider, and when I was happy, I opened my throat and shouted: "Qin—Yu—" Voices collided in the corridor, echoing over and over again: "Qin-Yu-Qin-Yu-Qin-Yu-Qin--" Standing in the light at the entrance of the aisle, Qin Yu asked with a bit of concern as usual when he heard me calling him in a drawn-out tone: "What are you doing?" Echo said: "What are you doing, what are you doing, what are you doing..." Echo said again: "Qin-Yu-Qin-Yu--" Echo said again: "What are you doing, what are you doing..." Then Echo laughed.As soon as Echo laughed, he laughed endlessly. Then we ran to the upper platform.It is obviously a beautiful blue brick, but it has been written all over with white chalk and correction fluid—what was written on it?Here, "Ge Yan loves Zhang Guofeng", here, "Zhang Guofeng does not love Ge Yan, Zhang Guofeng loves Li Jingjing", there, "Zhu Kang is a pig, Zhu Kang loves Liu Ping", there, "Su Xiaochun loves Liu Bin beyond his control"... Ha, these ridiculous middle schoolers, these ridiculous middle schoolers.I don't want to read any more.These junior high school students wrote the bridge full of unfamiliar words, but they were too embarrassed to speak directly, and only dared to hide and guess in foreign languages. This is really a kind of childish and ignorant bravery, and the mischief is cute. I turned my head to look at Qin Yu who was a few steps away, and suddenly thought, so the two of us are surrounded by a group of adolescent love stories!Thinking about it, I smiled, and I accidentally saw a small flower growing in the crevice of the bridge—pink, with light yellow stamens, a pure single-petal flower—it is impossible for this flower to be the reason why we discovered this writing today. What about the bridge full of love? The river flows slowly, and the bridge stands still.I fixed my eyes on Qin Yu—he who was a few steps away suddenly seemed so far away.I couldn't help calling him: "Qin Yu!" I probably yelled softly, but he didn't hear him, his eyes were empty and lost in thought.He seemed so far away.I was suddenly afraid, afraid to leave this place.Only here are we surrounded by a love story—however much of that love story is true; only here is the river flowing slowly and unchangingly.Leaving here, I'm afraid the car will drive too fast, and he will have the strength to break free from my little restraint.If it weren't for standing here... the river is still flowing, and the fragrance of flowers baked in the sun has confused my eyes.I raised my voice and called him: "Qin Yu!" I burst into tears. The way he looked back at me, it was clear that the setting sun was infinite.He smiled and said: "It's getting late. We've got to catch the car." The car was much more crowded than the morning one, and the seats were all full.Qin Yu and I are still in the front and back seats.Halfway up a young couple, holding a sleeping baby.Qin Yu leaned close to me and whispered: "Let's give them a seat." The young couple thankfully took the seats we gave up.The two of us stood side by side in front of the car window.I saw the small trees, farmland, dogs and goats that had come before, dangling past.I don't know when I can see them again. Qin Yu asked softly, "Where is my grandma, okay?" Before I could answer, someone grabbed my hand.My heart seemed to relax, and my eyelids only blinked slightly.I didn't look at him, I didn't look at the hand, and I didn't speak. I just felt the hand with my fingers—the knuckles of that hand were very prominent.I know that Qin Yu's hands have very prominent joints. The car drove smoothly.He said softly, "Stand firm, don't fall." I smiled: "You too." When I heard about Qin Yu being punished, I couldn't believe my ears.He was punished for cheating in the midterm exam - the midterm exam was more than a month ago, how could it be delayed until now?I remember that it was the time for eye exercises before the second class in the morning, and the voice of Mr. Liu from the Political and Education Department unexpectedly sounded from the loudspeaker, saying: "Today's eye exercises are suspended. The disciplinary decision on the two students was announced." The originally chaotic classroom suddenly became quiet.My deskmate absently sorted out the pencil case, and said, "Someone's in trouble again." I echoed her, and thought very interestingly that Qin Yu once mentioned Mr. Liu in this speaker, the first sentence That is, "That adolescent teacher, listening to his voice, has not even passed the period of voice change." When I thought about this sarcasm and laughed, I suddenly heard Qin Yu's name, from the speaker, from the adolescent Liu From the teacher's mouth, it came out. Qin Yu! He was given a warning for passing answers to someone named Fan Bin in a midterm chemistry subject.The midterm exam was more than a month ago. Now, the final exam, college entrance examination, and college entrance examination are all approaching, and he didn't even tell me a word about cheating for such a long time! Why didn't he tell me? There was a "buzz" in my mind, and all I could think of was one question: Why didn't he tell me?Why didn't he tell me?Why didn't he tell me? The classroom was only quiet for a while. After listening to the adolescent teacher Liu read out the punishment decision, everyone immediately broke out, talking about these two unlucky bastards.Zhou Yang in the back seat murmured: "Senior year, I've been on the battlefield for a long time, and it's not the first time I hear someone being punished, why are you so nervous?" Wang Chunjian, who was sitting a corridor away from him, replied: "A little pity Okay? That kid in the back is doing a good deed and showing others the answer, unfortunately he got caught, it's too miserable." Everyone is a senior in high school, so they still have compassion.It's just that this compassionate heart is not good at keeping it open for a long time, just like a clam, it carefully opens a slit, and then closes it tightly as if flying, and it is unknown when it will open.The discussion only lasted about thirty seconds. As soon as everyone stopped, they went about their own business and waited for the teacher without disturbing each other.Even thirty seconds of audacity can feel like a crime. I sat blankly and kept thinking: Why didn't he tell me?Why didn't he tell me?Why didn't he tell me? Why didn't he tell me? As soon as get out of class was over, I went straight to the administration building.On the way, I met Teacher Liu, who walked over leisurely with a cup of tea in his hand.I quickly called him to stop.He stood still with a smile on his face, and asked me: "Wang Haiyan, what's the hurry?" Alas, if I had heard his sharp and conceited voice, and thought of Qin Yu's jokes again, I would have laughed out loud. Sounds—it happened so often that he concluded, rather conceitedly, that I was delighted to see him. I asked him impatiently: "Mr. Liu, just now you said on the radio that you were warned and punished. What's the name?" "One is Fan Bin, the other is Qin Yu—what, do you know them?" "Is it Qin Yu from Class 3 (Class 2)?" "yes." I suddenly didn't know how to ask.His gaze fell involuntarily to the horizon behind him—the horizon, where a small cloud was swallowed by a big cloud. "Ms. Liu," no matter what, I have to find a way to continue, "Did you do this?" "Yes." He finished, taking a leisurely sip of tea. "Mr. Liu, could there be a mistake?" "How is this possible? They admitted it themselves and wrote a self-criticism. Do you know them?" I watched the little cloud never come out of the big one—the weather was not so good, it was a bit gloomy. Hearing his question, I faltered and said, "A little bit. Let me inquire. It's all right, Mr. Liu, go get busy." He took another sip of tea and said with a smile: "Oh, Wang Haiyan, you were admitted to F University early, and I haven't congratulated you yet. Congratulations! It's not easy." I said thank you, and walked away without knowing it. It's not good to be naive, maybe it's going to rain before school is over - have I brought a raincoat? My friends always say that I am a person who does things swiftly and resolutely, like those villains in video games, my legs never stop, I go straight from here to there, and from there to here, running around Come and go, looking confident.In fact, sometimes I don't have a plan in mind. Although I run around non-stop, I am anxious.Hearing that Qin Yu was punished, but he never told me, I was so anxious that I ran to him again. Standing at the door of their classroom, I asked him, "Why didn't you tell me?" He is silent. "Why didn't you tell me?" He is silent. "Why on earth didn't you tell me?" I felt like I couldn't go on.Go on, I must cry. He remained silent. "Do you know how much other people worry about you? You..." I didn't go on, the bell in class interrupted me.The bell was hung on the opposite side of Qin Yu's classroom, and the sound was extremely harsh.I stopped.The world was suddenly occupied by this ear-piercing ringtone, and I was trembling from my eardrum to the tip of my heart. Trembling, I saw Qin Yu raised his head that had been lowered.He fixed his eyes on me, his face was almost distorted by a sudden burst of resentment - I have never seen him like this before, my ears are full of ringing, "ring ring ring ring ring", my hands are cold , Trembling from the eardrum to the tip of the heart—he opened his mouth and said something, gnashing his teeth for every word.Then he turned and ran back to the classroom. The ringing stopped abruptly.The whole world, just now was filled with this terrible ringtone, so full that Qin Yu couldn't squeeze in a word, but now it is pure and terrible emptiness.The weather was bad, and the clouds in the sky were dark and heavy, as if they would fall down immediately.So quiet -- so quiet.I couldn't help thinking, what did Qin Yu say?