Chapter 56 Backfired

Yu Zhouzhou's expression froze for a moment, the word "for" of "why" slipped out of her lips instinctively, but she abruptly took it back. She could almost feel the eyes of the unknown group of people behind her scorching the back of her neck very hot. Chen An didn't smile, and there was a trace of unbearable in his eyes, but he still didn't let go, and looked at Yu Zhouzhou quietly and resolutely. Yu Zhouzhou lowered his head, and after a few seconds of sluggishness, he soon raised his face and smiled. "It doesn't matter." Yu Zhouzhou didn't know the reason why Chen An categorically said that she would not reply to the letter. She liked to observe the behavior of adults, and also liked to speculate secretly, like a lonely game.But she has never studied the god in front of her, perhaps because she has an intuition that she must not understand him, or perhaps out of a kind of respect or fear.

Yu Zhouzhou has always been very sensible and doesn't cause trouble for others, and he rarely insists on anything.But this time, she still stubbornly put the phone number of her new home folded into squares and stuffed it into his hand. "You don't need to reply to me, but you must tell me your address when you get there." Chen An's expression was a little dumbfounded, as if she was facing a naughty child. Yu Zhouzhou was a little disappointed by this expression, and even felt dissatisfied for a moment, but she suppressed the lingering emotions in her heart and encouraged herself to speak clearly.

"You... you... you will definitely... hope you live well over there, meet many strangers, try many things that you didn't dare to try before, you don't have to remember me, I just want to write to you, you If you don’t reply to me, that’s just right, saving me from having to wait for your reply before I can write a new letter, and you must be very slow to reply, which will delay my writing.” Such a reason made Chen An's expression finally thaw a bit, his eyes softened, and he started staring at the floor tiles again. "So... so why don't reply at all, I can write as much as I want, and I can write as much as I want, whether you like it or not!"

In the last sentence, I just hope that Chen An will not take himself as a burden, but when he said it, he was too nervous and irritable, and it seemed a little bit angry. Yu Zhouzhou felt it herself. Chen Yu laughed softly. He held the piece of paper in his palm, then took his wallet from his pocket and stuffed it into it. "it is good." There was almost no redundant explanation, and it was short and powerful, which made Yu Zhouzhou a little bit overwhelmed by the long speech just now. He nodded, picked up the luggage on the ground, said a few last words to his classmates, and turned to get in the car.

Only then did Yu Zhouzhou notice that Chen An's parents had been standing outside, and Chen An almost didn't even look at them when he got into the car, let alone say goodbye.His father was a handsome middle-aged man, slightly fat, with a very fair complexion and a dignified expression.But his mother always acted as if she was extremely indifferent and didn't care about anything. She stood on the platform stupidly for a while, and the train hummed and started slowly.In fact, it was the first time for Yu Zhouzhou to come to the train station, and he had only seen it on TV before.This huge monster accelerated away little by little, dragging its long tail, and gradually disappeared into the end of sight.

She is not sad at all.This was completely unexpected. For the first time, Yu Zhouzhou knew that the hot weather, sticky sweat, and some small details in the corners of the eyes and brows—such as the slightly wrinkled expression of Chen Yu’s brows—all of these would disintegrate emotions and be unrealistic. The fantasy, let everything return to the most plain side. However, she still felt a hint of longing and eagerness to try. One day, Yu Zhouzhou thought, I will also sit on this guy with a long tail and go to a distant place. -------------------------------------------- "Chen An:"...

Yu Zhouzhou sat in front of a brand-new light beige desk, flattened the original paper with light red grid, took off the cap of the hero pen, wrote these two words and added a colon, and then the nib hung in the air for a long time. It's not that she doesn't know what to write, it's just that she's stuck on a trivial problem. I remember that when reading home letters on TV, she would always say something like "Zhanxin is safe" or "Seeing the characters like a face", but she was not sure if it was the few Chinese characters she understood, so she hesitated to write , Finally gritted his teeth and wrote "Hello".

Stupid as hell.She rubbed her nose, decided not to dwell on these details, and continued writing. "Today is the day to register for junior high school. I went to Beijiang District Key No. 8 Middle School to study. After a busy day, the school said that for the sake of fairness, each class will be assigned a head teacher by lottery. I heard that the head teacher of our class is a fresh graduate I stood in the line and watched her coming from a distance, and found... you know, she was wearing seven colors in total. I thought it was someone who broke up the rainbow and brought it here. Actually I think I should ask her to help me check for color blindness during the primary school graduation medical examination."

She stopped writing, only to realize that as she wrote, she wrote out all the incoherent thoughts in her head.Yu Zhouzhou froze for a moment, and quickly tore off the page of manuscript paper, but after holding it in his hands for a while, he spread it on the backing board again. She wanted to write to Chen An, but she couldn't even explain why, just like a baby bird instinctively looking for a warm and stable place.But Yu Zhouzhou never thought of receiving any kind of praise or reward through these letters, even if it was an encouragement such as "Zhou Zhou is the best, Zhou Zhou will definitely realize her dream", she never expected it.

Talking out is an addictive behavior.When he said to him in the pizzeria, "I really only have my mother", the gate in Yu Zhouzhou's heart opened, and the tide-like emotions accumulated for many years found a river to flow into the sea. Chen Eucalyptus is that ocean.She cannot close the gates, nor divert the river. Yu Zhouzhou continued to write the somewhat unreliable above - no matter how ugly it sounds, it is the truth after all. She smiled frankly. "This school is much better than I imagined. The school building is a bit old, but there is a wall covered with creepers. When the weather gets cold, it turns red, and it is brilliant in the sunset. It is very, very beautiful. I used to call this school Imagine badly, so that I won’t be disappointed. My mother always said that things backfired. I checked the modern Chinese dictionary to understand the meaning of this word. Then you say, if you always make some very bad wishes, then the actual situation is Wouldn't it be great?"

Off topic again.Yu Zhouzhou's index finger accidentally touched the tip of the pen, and it was stained blue.She quickly stood up to look for a tissue, and when she lowered her head, she saw the book on the table called, "Don't Cry at Seventeen". The cover is slightly damaged and has some stains. Yu Zhouzhou first huddled among the crowds and read the class assignments posted on the wall, then waited boredly for the end of the long lottery process, wandered to the corner by accident, and saw a girl sitting beside him reading a book on the edge of the flower bed , with his head down and his back bent, like a fat prawn. This metaphor is not very kind, but it is absolutely appropriate.She is not short, she is a bit fat, and the slightly tight pink T-shirt makes the "tire" on her abdomen more obvious when she bends over. There is a scar left by a fall on her calf under the black shorts, and the scab has not fallen off. , The straps of the sandals were also broken, and they were barely replaced with plastic ropes, and - the toes were dirty. But Yu Zhouzhou couldn't help staring at her blankly, suddenly feeling moved.On an impetuous and dull cloudy afternoon, the chattering crowd was instantly silenced, and the girl was staring intently at the book on her lap, which could almost be described as greedy. Yu Zhouzhou remembered that a certain celebrity said that he threw himself on a book, just like a hungry person throws himself on bread.She used to think this sentence was silly, but now she realized that famous quotes should never be taken lightly. I don’t know how long she stood there, her left foot was a little itchy, she changed her position, and heard a sharp cry, “What are you doing here?! I’ve been looking for you for a long time, you and your Like a dead father, you know that I am the only one who has caused trouble, and I owe you all the crimes I committed in my fucking life?!" Although the scream of the woman who came out of the crowd was loud, her voice was hoarse and her breathing was insufficient, so almost no one paid attention to it, but it sounded particularly harsh to Yu Zhouzhou.The little girl sitting by the flower bed was startled, she stood up quickly, covered her head instinctively, flinched, and even closed her eyes tightly, the book fell from her knees, and was thrown by herself. stepped on. In the end, she was dragged away by her mother pinching her upper arm. Yu Zhouzhou was dumbfounded for a long time before walking over slowly and picking up the dirty book from the ground. "Seventeen Don't Cry" why?She stared at the title of the book and thought for a long time, still a little confused. Can't cry, or shouldn't cry? Yu Zhouzhou couldn't imagine the three words "seventeen years old".From the perspective of thirteen-year-old Yu Zhouzhou, people's age doesn't mean much. Seventeen-year-old brother Yu Qiao, seventeen-year-old Yu Lingling, and even seventeen-year-old Chen An—they are completely different. "Zhou Zhou? Why did you come here? Hurry up and line up. The lottery is over. It's time for you to see the head teacher." Mom came over and stretched out her hand to hold Zhou Zhou's wrist, which was warm and soft.Looking up at his mother, Yu Zhouzhou recalled the scene just now, and for the first time felt a strong sense of sympathy, even a cruel sense of superiority. She is miserable.Zhou Zhou thought about it. "What is that?" Mom noticed the book in Yu Zhouzhou's hand, "Where did you pick it up? Is it dirty?" She rubbed the back of the book with her index finger and thumb, and shook her head, "Other people's. I... I have to find a chance to return it to her." Yu Zhouzhou put the dirty book on the shelf, then wiped off the ink, sat down at the desk again, and wrote the last paragraph in her first letter to Chen An. "I suddenly feel very happy today. It turns out that the word happiness needs to be compared with people who are more miserable. Although I think this is not good and very dark, I must tell you that the happiness you feel through comparison is the only way to be happy." It is real, tangible happiness that can be seen and touched.”