Chapter 4 Chapter 3 We were all good kids

However, he left after all. In the early morning, Sang Li woke up from her sleep, because she dreamed of Xiang Ning's back, Shen Jie's face and the billboard at the intersection that said "Li Yuan Mansion, Jiangnan's old dream, meet again"...they It was jumping and expanding in her mind, as if it was about to explode her brain.She opened her eyes and shook her head vigorously, trying to shake out these fragmented fragments.She looked at the clock on the opposite wall, the hour hand pointed at six o'clock, thought about it, got up decisively, opened the curtains, and watched the morning sun rush into the room.

Open the window again, the air is so fresh, and there are crisp birdsong in the grove.It seems that there is only one person missing standing behind him, with sleepy eyes, and condemning himself "Sang Li, why did you get up so early"... Can't think about it anymore!Thinking about it further, Sang Li was afraid that he would suffer from depression. So I opened the closet, picked out a cotton one-piece dress, the kind that reached to the ankle, and wore a pair of flat boots, which looked like characters in fairy tales.Sang Li was very satisfied with his appearance, and opened the door to go to "you and me" downstairs to have morning tea.

However, she just didn't expect that she would be blocked at the door by such a figure from behind. The moment the door opened, a man's back suddenly made her freeze in place. She found out later that she even shivered a little when she saw the figure from behind, and her heart tightened and then loosened instantly, as if there was a short-term lack of blood supply.She watched the man in front of her turn around slowly, holding a small note in her hand, looked suspiciously at the open door of Room 201, then at Sang Li, and then her eyes flicked slightly. Sang Li stared blankly at the person in front of him: double eyelids, big eyes, light wheat-colored skin, tall stature, still healthy and bright, seemed to be more mature and steady.

After a long time, he finally smiled slightly: "Xiao Li, long time no see." It's been a long time, two years.The last time we met, I was still in the hospital, my whole body was swollen like a sorghum bun, haggard and miserable.No one came to see her—except for the routine visits of the unit leaders, she seemed to be abandoned by the world. However, he was the only one who came all the way to her side to be her nurse, wipe her body and change her clothes... Even the aunt in the next bed said, "Girl, your lover is so kind to you." spouse?At that time, she only had a wry smile in her heart.

However, she still left.One morning, she settled the hospital bill with a large sum of money Liang Weisong gave her, bought Nan Yang a plane ticket back to Shanghai, and left. She left him a note: Nan Yang, thank you all these years, I am gone, never look for me. However, he still found it here? ! When she wanted to forget everything about the past and start over, he actually found it here! Sang Li's vision was a little blurry, as if tears were about to flow out.But Nan Yang was one step ahead of her to stop her crying, he suddenly stretched out his hand, suddenly pulled Sang Li into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

He whispered bitterly in her ear: "You child, run farther if you have the ability, so we can't find you..." Sang Li's tears finally fell drop by drop and landed on Nan Yang's clothes, her voice trembling: "Brother, I'm sorry..." Nan Yangsong let go of his arm, looked down at Sang Li, saw the wet mist on her eyelashes, and couldn't help but choked up his voice: "Xiao Li...you've lost weight, why can't you treat yourself better? " Sang Li bit her lip and lowered her head: "I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry..." Nan Yang sighed for a long time, and after a while he smiled wryly and said, "Xiao Li, why does it sound like we are acting in a Qiong Yao play?"

Sang Li was finally amused: "Brother, you know I never read romance novels." Sang Li was telling the truth: from childhood to adulthood, Sang Li only needed a lot of music books in her life, and she didn't have the time or interest to read other books. Nan Yang sighed, let go of Sang Li, and followed her into the room, and sure enough, he saw a few copies of "Sanlian · Philharmonic" magazines scattered on the sofa.One of them was opened, and on the opened page was an article called "Madame Butterfly Born for Love". Nan Yang sat on the sofa, suddenly feeling filled with emotion.

Sang Li brought out the rinsed tea sets from the kitchen and placed them on the coffee table one by one. The tea is Longjing tea from the Ming Dynasty, with light color and uniform leaves, and the brewed tea is also light golden.Nan Yang picked it up and took a sip, seeing Sang Li sitting across from him, he just drank his tea without speaking. "Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time." After a long time, Sang Li spoke, her eyes were soft and her tone was calm. Nan Yang nodded: "Yes, you slipped away so fast, and it took three years for you to disappear. If I hadn't asked my old classmate to check the temporary population information in various places, I'm afraid I still can't find you."

Sang Li seemed to think of something suddenly: "Brother, where did you go after graduation?" "I'm back as a teacher in the Department of Political Science and Law of the Provincial Normal University," he smiled slightly. "I said earlier, even if I miss all the trial lectures, there is always my alma mater to go to." Sang Li felt a little guilty: "I'm sorry, if it wasn't for taking care of me that year, you would definitely be able to stay in Shanghai, but I caused you to miss the chance to give a trial lecture..." "It has nothing to do with you, Xiaoli," Nan Yang interrupted her, "I like my alma mater very much, and my alma mater treats me well, both in terms of professional title and material treatment, and there is almost no pressure in life. It’s much easier in Shanghai. Besides, it’s close to home, so if something happens, it’s easy to take care of.”

Sang Li choked for a moment before saying, "Brother, actually, I've always wanted to contact you, but I just didn't have the courage." Nan Yang didn't speak, just looked into her eyes, after so many years, she was still so beautiful with clear eyes. She said: "Brother, I miss you very much. Really, I can bear to leave you, but I can't bear to miss you. It has been three years, and I have worked hard to survive. Although it is still a bit like a walking dead, at least, without knowing it From the looks of it, people will think that I look pretty good.” She sighed slightly: "When I am lonely, when I am lonely, I will always think of you. I just realized that after all these years, you are really my brother. You have nothing to do with blood, but you will always be by my side."

She looked at him and said softly, "brother, thank you." Nan Yang looked into her eyes, not knowing what to say. For a while, the only sound in the room was singing from the stereo: Ah, people call me Mimi, but my name is Rukia.My life experience is very simple, embroidered with a hundred flowers competing for beauty.Life is peaceful and happy, and I am accompanied by roses and lilies all day long. The flowers are beautiful and delicate. Using the silent language, tell me about love and bright spring, and describe the wonderful fairyland and dreams.How touching is this poetry and painting, you can hear... "Bohemian", "Madame Butterfly", "Turandot", "Magic Flute"... These famous arias were once Sang Li's homework, and they were all of Sang Li's happiness. But Nan Yang finally stood up, found the remote control and pressed the stop button, the music stopped abruptly, and the room was eerily quiet. He walked up to Sang Li and squatted down gently.He looked up and could see the starlight in Sang Li's eyes.They looked at each other quietly, the morning sunlight poured in along the floor-to-ceiling windows with golden luster, Nan Yang finally stretched out his hand and gently held Sang Li's hand. Her hands are so cold, it was the same way before, it is cold all year round. So, the first gift he gave her was a small hand warmer, and he still remembered her surprise at that time, happy as a sunflower. However, in the blink of an eye, it will be almost ten years! After a long time, he hesitated and asked her a little bit impatiently: "Xiao Li, are you... still singing?" Sang Li let him hold her hand and smiled: "Occasionally, I still sing to myself." Nan Yang's voice was a little hoarse: "But it's such a pity. Xiao Li, you are the most talented singer I have ever seen. You should be born to sing on stage." "Natural..." Sang Li still smiled, but the smile was strange and desolate, "Nothing is natural. Nan Yang, we have to exchange something else for what we want." She paused, and then said: "Nan Yang, I am no longer the simple Xiaoli I used to be, why do you still treat me so well?" Nan Yang frowned: "Does anyone say that about themselves?" Sang Li looked at him, lowered his head and did not speak. The air seemed to be a little stagnant, but at this moment, the doorbell rang, and both of them looked at the door as if they were relieved. Sang Li walked over to open the door, and as soon as the door opened, YOYO jumped in like a colorful butterfly: "Sang Li!" The little girl's crisp voice resounded in the room in the morning, and warm emotions rushed out instantly.Sang Li subconsciously began to smile: "Where's your father?" "dad!" YOYO shouted at the top of his voice, only to see Ma Yu follow in helplessly, and sighed as he walked: "YOYO, Auntie hasn't invited you in yet." This morning suddenly became lively. YOYO saw Nan Yang immediately after entering the room, and was very curious: "Who are you?" Nan Yang looked at Sang Li wonderingly, then at Ma Yu, and found that Ma Yu also had a surprised expression on his face.Sang Li stood behind a group of people with a calm expression. "Let me introduce: Ma Yu, my neighbor; YOYO, Ma Yu's daughter; Nan Yang, my neighbor when I was young." The words are concise and concise, without any more modifiers. The two men said "Oh" at the same time, and at the same time stretched out their hands and said, "Hello." In my heart, I was thinking at the same time: So they are all neighbors... What a weird coincidence. So, on the way to the playground, it became a procession of two men, one woman, and one child.And the queue was very strange: YOYO dragged Sang Li's hand and walked in front, and two men chatted and walked behind. Ma Yu asked Nan Yang: "Are you childhood sweethearts?" Nan Yang smiled and nodded: "That's right, but to be more precise, I watched her grow up, and I was her first nanny." His tone was relaxed, so Ma Yu also smiled: "Then she must have been very good since she was a child." "How do you know?" Nan Yang looked at Ma Yu in surprise, "She has been too lazy to move since she was a child, and nothing seems to attract her except singing." Ma Yu nodded: "She is also like this now. Every time I see her, she is sitting in a coffee shop, listening to music, reading magazines, surfing the Internet, and basking in the sun...she hardly does any outdoor exercise." Nan Yang's eyes dimmed: "Maybe... It's not that she doesn't want to, but she can't." Looking up and seeing Ma Yu's probing eyes, she smiled: "Maybe she will tell you in the future." Ma Yu sighed softly: "Her stories seem to be many." Nan Yang was silent for a while, and said: "Those things, maybe it's not a bad thing not to know. If you like her, you might as well find a way to make her forget all the past things." He looked at the gate of the amusement park in the distance, and his gaze and memory seemed to fly to the distance: "Xiao Li was not a happy child since she was a child, but she was a good child since she was a child." He turned his head and looked into Ma Yu's eyes: "If you want to be with her, you must convince her that there is still happiness in this world after all. And, there is also happiness that belongs to her." He paused and sighed softly: "I thought I could do it, but it seems difficult." Ma Yu looked at Sang Li who was walking and laughing with YOYO in the distance, but did not answer. He was just thinking: what exactly is the happiness that Sang Li wants? When they arrived at the pier, YOYO bounced on board the expedition ship. Sang Li hesitated for a moment, and slightly lifted the hem of her skirt, as if hesitating for something.Ma Yu looked at her with some puzzlement, and saw Nan Yang reached out and grabbed Sang Li's arm: "Right foot, step here." He pointed to a flat place on the edge of the boat, and Sang Li grabbed his arm tightly, using his strength to jump up.Nan Yang pulled her to sit next to her with a normal expression, and brushed the hem of her skirt smoothly, letting the folds unwind and hang down gently. Sang Li lowered his head and didn't say anything, but Ma Yu looked back at all this, feeling a bit empty and bitter in his heart. He was almost certain that too many stories had happened to this woman, but if he missed it, he would always be separated from her life.He didn't know if his mood at this moment was called "jealousy" - the conversation with Nan Yang seemed to have made it clear that they were willing to treat her well, depending on whether she was willing to accept it.But from what Nan Yang said, it seemed that she would not accept any emotional gift from anyone. While thinking this way, the boat started to move, gradually getting faster, and the wind blew over, blowing on the face of the person, which was very warm and comfortable. Ma Yu turned his head and saw Sang Li looking at the two sides of the bank with a peaceful expression. The flowers on the bank were in full bloom, yellow, purple, and pink, forming a spectacular one. YOYO happily pointed to the cave not far away and asked, "Are we going there?" Ma Yu touched his daughter's head: "Yes." YOYO turned around and asked Sang Li: "Will there be monsters inside? There are monsters in all the caves." Sang Li smiled: "Have you ever seen a monster?" YOYO shook his head. Sang Li held YOYO's tender little hand and smiled: "There are no monsters in this world, monsters are all transformed by people. As long as YOYO is a good child, he will not become a monster and will not scare others." "Then what should I do if others don't be good children and turn into monsters to scare me?" YOYO also has a strong ability to comprehend by analogy. Sang Li thought for a while and replied seriously: "We are all good boys." Ma Yu laughed, and Nan Yang laughed too. He wondered if Ma Yu also remembered the song: "We Are All Good Boys". When this song became popular, he lost the news of Sang Li, but intuitively, every time he listened to it, he would feel that this song was about him and Sang Li, maybe Xiang Ning and Sang Li, or even all of them. People's yesterday.Because at that time, everyone was a good child, and the happiness that every good child wanted was very simple. How good the lyrics of that song are: Push open the window to see the white birds in the sky, and think of your mint-flavored smile.At that time you were running on the playground and yelling I love you, did you know that?At that time, we were not afraid of anything, watching the coffee-colored sunset about to set again, you said that we should always love and always be good, so we will never be separated.We are all good children, whimsical children, believe that love can last forever.We are all good children, the kindest children, remembering what hurt us, when we were not afraid of anything... At that time, we were really not afraid of anything; at that time, we really believed that love can last forever. At that time, when I started to love and believed in love—Sang was sixteen years old. School started in September of that year, and sixteen-year-old Sang Li became a student of Chaohua Middle School, a key provincial middle school.Not long after school started, Sang Li received a letter from Xiang Ning, on the envelope was written squarely in beautiful handwriting: Classmate Sang Li (accepted). It was the afternoon break, and the life committee member was calling his name to send a letter. When the white envelope was passed by several classmates, Sang Li felt a small smile blooming on the corner of his mouth. Gradually, the smile It is getting bigger and bigger, and the happiness gradually spreads like a hot air balloon, roaring upwards.Sang Li almost couldn't wait to tear open the envelope, and saw the three thin pages of letter paper inside, folded into three neatly, and it seemed that there was still a faint fragrance of ink. Open it, Xiang Ning's handwriting is very powerful and beautiful, and there are not a few words written on a piece of letter paper. If you look closely, it looks more like a running account.Started to call her like this: "Xiao Sangli..." "Little" Sang Li? ! Sang Li was very unconvinced: How old are you, why do you always call me a child? ! Looking down, Xiang Ning's tone has not changed: "How are you doing recently? Are you nervous about your homework? How is your body? It's still very hot here in September, and it's hard to breathe. I miss the beach very much when I'm sweating like rain." In the cool air, I would occasionally think: what is Xiao Sangli doing?" "Occasionally"? ! Why not "often"?Sang Li picks words, feeling resentful in his heart, but clearly very happy. "Our dormitory is in good condition. After registration, I took a quick tour of the campus. The school is not big, but there are many beautiful girls. On the first day of school, the flowers are becoming more and more charming." Sang Li's eyes widened: This is Xiang Ning?He also looks at beautiful women?Hasn't he always been a model student who doesn't look sideways?While imagining how he looked at the girl, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled. "There are eight people in our dormitory, from all over the world. Boys, there is no barrier. In the evening, we will have a bed talk, and the theme will be girls besides food. The boss is from Sichuan. He has a childhood sweetheart girlfriend. She is very beautiful and very proud. I am ranked second, this number is really unrealistic, especially the third child is from the Northeast, every time he calls me 'Second Brother', he smiles wrinkled..." He just told her about those people and things in the university, the fun and funny things, including the set menus in the restaurant that were short of weight, the face of the dormitory administrator who looked at the same expression, the always drinking quickly but No one will ever take the initiative to carry hot water... Of course, there are also a series of welcome activities, lectures, dances, club recruiting... A letter that is not long seems to contain a brand new world. Sang Li looked at the thin sheets of paper repeatedly, but it was still not enough.When I go to bed at night, I quietly press the letter paper under the pillow, and in the process of falling asleep, it is his smile, his singing, and his warm embrace repeatedly. Sang Li didn't know if this was the "love" that the girls in the class would mention every now and then.From childhood to adulthood, the impression of love is the parting of life and death in the movie, as if that kind of unforgettable can be regarded as love.Although there are many classmates who are inseparable at every turn, but that is not the love she imagined. Occasionally, she would also be confused: Is her missing Xiang Ning a kind of love? When Sang Li carefully read the letter, Tian Miao could only see a human silhouette holding a few sheets of paper through two curtains.Of course she didn't guess that it was Xiang Ning's letter, but at this time, she also suddenly thought of this person: in a place like the University of Foreign Studies, where the pride of heaven gathers, discussing proudly and fluently in a language that people around cannot understand An allusion or scenery in another country.You can have the opportunity to go abroad and go to the vast fields of Europe to see the magnificent sea of ​​flowers, the weather-beaten castles, and the streams with long streams... What a rich form of life! Think about it, when you complacently listen to those languages ​​that are completely unfamiliar to Chinese people around you, and you know the meaning of them, only you know, only you understand—what a great sense of accomplishment this "only" is, What a great honor! Tian Miao gritted her teeth secretly, and swore in the silence all around: I must go to the University of Foreign Languages, follow the path Xiang Ning walked, and walk to his side! This is a fifteen-year-old girl's secret that cannot be revealed to outsiders. It is a secret in the true sense-it can only be kept in the bottom of my heart, and it cannot even be posted in a diary or any other corner that may be pryed into. In the dark night, the two girls just missed the same person with different secrets. It was almost expected - during the winter vacation that year, Xiang Ning spent a lot of time at his grandma's house.Guo Yunhua was very surprised, and asked his son: "Why don't you stay at our house honestly?" Xiang Ning's answer was also very reasonable: "Mom, aren't you busy helping students take professional courses? I'm not at home and no one will make trouble for you. Besides, I went to high school there, and I don't have many friends here. It's okay to go to grandma's house." I can see my old classmates." Guo Yunhua thought about it, and he was right, so he nodded in agreement.At the end, he told his son: "If you see Nan Yang, don't forget to bring me a good one. That year when you had a car accident, he even came to see you." Xiang Ning's first reaction was to think of Sang Li, who was in the same hospital as Nanyang, and he was so happy, he pushed the boat down and asked, "Mom, do you remember Nanyang's sister?" Guo Yunhua nodded: "You told me about the little girl who wanted to learn to sing?" Xiang Ning took his mother's hand to intercede: "She is a freshman in high school this year, and she wants to be admitted to your school in two years. Mom, can you tutor her?" Guo Yunhua looked at his son, curious: "You even want to take care of the neighbors of the Nanyang family?" "Put a knife in my brother's ribs!" Xiang Ning straightened his waist and patted his chest.In my mother's eyes, that staring look is as cute as when I was a child. Guo Yunhua looked at his son who was already much taller than himself, and smiled gratifiedly: "Okay, I will come to your grandma's house in the afternoon on New Year's Eve, and your father will also come over, and let's celebrate the New Year together. On the second or third day of the new year, let the little one Come to the house, girl, let me have a look, if it is this piece of material, please carve it carefully." Hearing his mother's words, Xiang Ningsong took a deep breath.He knew that his mother was a very dedicated person, and if she promised, she would definitely do it seriously.He began to look forward to the moment when he saw Sang Li very strongly. For this reason, he designed at least seven or eight ways to appear, all of which were surprise appearances that fell from the sky.The night before he left the provincial capital to go to his grandma's house, he lay in bed thinking about Sang Li's clear eyes, and thinking about Sang Li's ability to tell her how much he liked her after he was admitted to university, and finally fell asleep with a smile on his face. Xiang Ning returned to her grandma's house on the day of the new year. Grandma saw her most beloved grandson coming, and she was so happy that she didn't know what to do.Xiang Ning also let his grandma list the recipes excitedly at home alone, and he returned to his alma mater on the pretext of going to see his classmates.At 5:10 in the afternoon, the sky had already darkened, but the students in the high school hadn't finished their classes yet.Sitting on the national flag platform under the teaching building, Xiang Ning waited for Sang Li, feeling a little apprehensive, afraid that Sang Li would not be able to see him when he came out of the building later. But he obviously worried too much, because half an hour after the get out of class ends, the students flocking out will look at him curiously when they pass by him: Although he has only graduated for less than half a year, he is just dressed in casual clothes and has a bit of free and easy temperament. , already incomparably conspicuous in a sea of ​​purple school uniforms! So, the moment Sangli left the door of the building, he saw him. Sang Li couldn't believe his eyes, blinked, and looked again, could it really be Xiang Ning? Sang Li's heart almost jumped out of his throat. She followed the crowd in a daze, saw Xiang Ning Chong waving, then walked towards her with a smile, passed through the crowd, and walked in front of her.In full view of everyone, he bent down to look into her eyes, and smiled: "Xiao Li, why, don't you know me?" It was with great difficulty that Sang Li suppressed the scream that was about to burst out of his mouth, his voice trembled a little.She looked at him excitedly: "Brother Xiang Ning—" Xiang Ning smiled.He rubbed Sangli's head and followed her on the way home.Sang Li couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, and asked Xiang Ning, "Brother, when did you come back?" Xiang Ning reached out and touched Sang Li's nose: "This afternoon." Sang Li was very happy: "Then you came to see me right after you came back?" Xiang Ning looked at the little girl's expression amusedly, and nodded. Sang Li became more and more happy, and his steps jumped up and down. In the cold winter, Xiang Ning looked at Sang Li happily telling himself about high school life, while shaking his ponytail and stretching his hands on the curb to practice balance.She staggered forward while laughing and talking, Xiang Ning followed and took her hand, and she walked on the narrow edge even more happily. But the moment he held her hand, Xiang Ning frowned, pinched her school uniform again and asked, "Xiao Li, are you cold in these clothes?" Sang Li answered him indifferently: "I didn't know the temperature would cool down today." She smiled with a nonchalant face on her face: "There is a 38 wire in my room, and the closet is just on Tian Miao's side. My thick clothes are all in it. Tian Miao doesn't allow me to go to her side, so let's stay cold when it's cold." .” Xiang Ning paused, turned to look at Sang Li, and finally stopped.Under the dim street light in the night, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took Sang Li into his arms.The scorching breath immediately surrounded the little girl, and Sang Li raised his head, and he could see Xiang Ning's chin, Adam's apple, and his eyes looking at her from the side.This hug was so warm, and she missed it so much, she really didn't want to go home, just hug him like this for the rest of her life, even if it turned into a stone. Sang Li blushed while thinking this way.She lowered her head, and vaguely heard Xiang Ning's voice echoing in her ears, as if to say: Xiaoli, when you are admitted to university, you will be freed, and we are all set free. She didn't understand what it meant, but she seemed to understand something vaguely.This feeling was too ethereal, she couldn't grasp it, so she could only bury her head deeper into his arms, yearning for even a little bit of warm time. It was also that winter that Sang Li met Guo Yunhua for the first time. Years ago, Xiang Ning took Sang Li back to his grandma's house. At that time, he did not expect that the famous soprano singer would sit in the living room making dumplings. When he saw her enter the door, Guo Yunhua greeted her like an acquaintance: "Sang Li? Come and sit! " Sang Li stood at the door in a daze, watching the beautiful woman in front of her smiling at her while making dumplings, and then shouted at Xiang Ning who was closing the door behind her: "Xiang Ning, bring Sang Li in and sit down." She smiled at Sang Li: "Stay here to eat dumplings tonight, shrimps. The shrimps I just bought this afternoon are all alive!" Her smile was so gentle, against the warm lighting in the living room, it inexplicably made Sang Li's nose sore, and he almost couldn't help but want to call her "Mom". Mom—if you are still here, you still have to make dumplings every Chinese New Year, right?In that way, can I sit next to you, make dumplings with you, chat with you, and talk about small topics and cares that can only be discussed between mother and daughter? If you were still here, you would buy me new clothes, attend parent-teacher meetings for me, beat me and scold me when I was angry, but laugh happily and cry when I won honors... all of these, right? Sang Li's eyes turned red, and she couldn't help lowering her head.The light in the living room was not bright, and no one could see her sadness, but Xiang Ning walked in, took her by the shoulders, pulled her to sit opposite Guo Yunhua, and said to her: "Don't be nervous, Xiao Li, my mother is not a monster. .” While talking, he smiled at his mother: "Really, Professor Guo?" Guo Yunhua had flour all over his hands, smiled and wiped a dab on his naughty son's face, then said to Sang Li apologetically, "I'm sorry, Sang Li, I didn't clean it up the first time I saw you, instead it was a mess." While making dumplings, she instructed Xiang Ning to bring Sang Li various snacks, and then asked Sang Li, "Want to learn to sing?" Sang Li nodded. Guo Yunhua said seriously: "However, learning to sing is a very hard thing." Sang Li nodded again: "I know, I'm not afraid!" Guo Yunhua sighed softly: "Actually, singing is not as simple as I imagined. There are so many people who like to sing, how many of them can become famous? Most of them have not been unknown all their lives. If singing is for the sake of being famous, then I have to persuade them to sing." You'd better give up." Sang Li lowered his head: "I feel happy singing, I like singing!" She raised her head with a serious expression: "I'm not afraid of hardships, because I like it. If I decide to learn, I will learn it well." Guo Yunhua looked at Sang Li with a slightly moved expression.After a long time, he smiled and said, "Okay, let's work hard together!" After dinner, Xiang Ning sent Sang Li home. Because it was Chinese New Year, firecrackers sounded all around, walking on the road, occasionally naughty children threw "whip whips" in the middle of the road, and the crisp sound startled Sang Li. She was afraid of firecrackers since she was a child, and subconsciously shrank away from Xiang Ning. Xiang Ning held her hand tightly and smiled slightly: "Xiao Li, are you so timid?" Before she finished speaking, Sang Li sharply saw a few boys in front of her preparing to light a string of firecrackers hanging on a tree. She screamed "Ah" and hid behind Xiang Ning.Xiang Ning was taken aback, the firecrackers in front of him had exploded "crackling", and at the same time, several other people not far away also lit the firecrackers in their hands, and the surrounding area was filled with a strong sulfur smell. Xiang Ning turned around and saw Sang Li lowering his head, closing his eyes, and covering his ears tightly with his hands, as if he was very scared.Xiang Ning smiled and stretched out his hands to cover Sang Li's hands. Sang Li warmed his hands and opened his eyes to look at Xiang Ning, just in time to see gorgeous fireworks slowly blooming in the night sky behind him: bright purple flowers bursting in the air, Then it turned into dots of silver stars, twinkling and falling, such a beautiful moment, Sang Li stared blankly, almost forgot to breathe. At that moment, only the light of fireworks remained in the sky and the earth, shining on Sang Li's face.The beautiful girl's eyes widened, and the eyes were full of brilliance. Xiang Ning just looked at it like this, and kept looking into her heart. It was also at that moment that the shadows of the two were stretched by the dim street lamps, the crackling sound of firecrackers blocked all the surrounding sounds, and the cold winter wind could not break the burning love and pity of the young man. He lowered his head and kissed her gently. The girl in front of me. In an instant, blood rushed to Sangli's head with a "boom"! Almost subconsciously, she widened her eyes, clenched her teeth, and her whole body began to tremble.Her legs were weak and she wanted to fall down, but Xiang Ning's arms held her waist tightly.She leaned back more and more, but the boy in front of her made a little effort and pulled her back from the precarious situation.At that moment, Sang Li's consciousness was blurred, but he clearly knew that something was broken in his heart—is it Xiang Ning's god-like statue?Or is it the shell of the "brother" for a long time? However, she also felt so clearly: the emotions rushing out from the bottom of her heart, with a little excitement, a little grievance, a little gratitude, and a little intimacy, non-stop, roaring.Her whole body was trembling, but Xiang Ning supported her with one hand, and gently covered her eyes with the other.The moment the world darkened, only the beating of her own heart could be heard in her ears. His lips, so soft, with the boy's unique cool and green breath, together with the hard stubble, pierced into her life... That night, Sang Li suffered from insomnia. She hid alone in the dark night, behind the floral curtain, and could hear Tian Miao's even breathing, but she couldn't fall asleep with her eyes wide open. In the dark night, as soon as she closes her eyes, she will think of Xiang Ning's lips, the light and soft touch, she never knew that the boy's breath will have a light smell of grass, and his eyes are shining brighter than fireworks. His hand held her waist tightly, but it also trembled slightly. She turned over in the dark and buried her face deeply in the pillow.She put her hand under the pillow, and she could still feel a few crunchy pieces of paper, which were letters written by Xiang Ning to herself. Sang Li's heart was still beating "thumping", she wanted to say something, but she didn't know who to say it to.She didn't quite know how she felt at this moment, maybe she was a little excited, maybe a little scared, maybe... It is beyond words. What does Xiang Ning mean? If you don't like it, won't you kiss?If you kiss, does it mean you like it? Does he like himself?If you like it, why have you never said it? Why kiss yourself if you don't like it? Sang Li couldn't figure it out, so he pulled his hair violently as if venting his anger, and then turned over violently, the bed board under him made a "creaking" sound. "Damn it! Are you still sleeping or not?!" Tian Miao's scolding was suddenly heard outside the curtain, and Sang Li realized that he was not the only one in the room. "Are you mentally ill?" Tian Miao also turned over heavily, muttered and fell asleep, Sang Li tilted her head, looking at the direction that belonged to Tian Miao outside the curtain, a little absent-minded. After entering high school, Tian Miao also faced the high school entrance examination. In fact, the chances of the two meeting each other became less and less. Sang Li went to self-study at 9:30 every night, and usually studied for a while before going home. When she got home, it was already 10:30, she hurriedly washed up, went to bed, got up at 5:30 the next morning, and went to school for morning reading... I don’t eat three meals a day at home, and the time I spend at home every day is only seven hours of sleep. In the eyes of everyone, Sang Li is a good student who goes out early and returns late. She is the first to arrive at school every morning and the last to lock the door of the class at night. This kind of diligence is enough to prevent her from being criticized by the teacher even if her grades decline.Moreover, at the parent meeting, the teacher occasionally praised her for being a stupid bird. But no one knew that she did this only to minimize the time she spent meeting Tian Miao. Incidentally, even Chang Qing and Sang Yuecheng haven't spoken to Sang Li for a long time. Sang Li didn't think there was anything wrong with this, anyway, she had long regarded herself as an outsider in the family. Sang Yuecheng didn't talk to Sangli very much since she was a child, and now she has nothing to say; Chang Qing is someone else's stepmother, and she can't beat or scold other people's daughters, so she naturally has her difficulties; Li's hostility has reached the point where even if they meet, they treat her as air, and the occasional talk is usually the prelude to a quarrel, so it is much better for her not to speak than to speak... In the dark night, Sang Li recalled the warmth of Xiang Ning's family, so envious. In that way, is "home"? I also want to have such a home.It would be great if Xiang Ning's mother was his own mother, but would Xiang Ning's mother become his own mother?Then two people have to get married and live together, right?Ah... Marriage... God, how far away it is... Who said that Xiang Ning is willing to marry you?Shameless... Sang Li covered his face and smiled foolishly in the dark, thinking, Xiang Ning, do you like me?I also like you very much, but why have I never heard you say that you like me, then do you like me or not... It was already very late at night, but Sang Li still couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning.She didn't know that Xiang Ning also suffered from insomnia that night, and finally fell asleep in a daze, but woke up very early.He actually regretted it a little, and felt that he had endured it for so long, why didn't he hold it back?Sang Li is still a little girl, will she be troubled by being like this?Will it affect her study and future? At that time, they didn't know that Nalan Xingde had already described it: "The city of moonset has not yet crowed, and it is too early to wake up without sleep."Baoshuang Garden is timidly dressed, with a quiet heart, surrounded by red circles, who will know this feeling... It's a secret love, but the little thoughts that are anxious and speculative, tossing and hesitating, are just like them. After all, everyone is young. When you are young, those pure and sincere feelings are such a precious collection.And such a wonderful taste, as each other grows up day by day, is unique in this life. However, what surprised Xiang Ning was that Guo Yunhua's enthusiasm for teaching Sang Li was completely beyond Xiang Ning's expectations. Before the summer vacation, Xiang Ning called home and repeatedly mentioned the matter of teaching Sang Li during the summer vacation. Guo Yunhua thought for a while, and directly suggested: "Why don't we let her live in our house, a little girl's family doesn't even have any relatives here, it's too unsafe to stay in a hotel by herself." Xiang Ning opened his mouth wide and said nothing, as if he couldn't believe that his mother could be so open-minded. Guo Yunhua heard his son's suspicion, and laughed: "What's the matter, I'm not a tiger, and I can still eat your little sister?" Xiang Ning hastily denied: "How can I, I know my mother has the best heart, but you really like her so much, Mom?" He finally couldn't help asking questions. Guo Yunhua smiled, and still did not forget to tease his son: "Isn't that the person you recommended? If I don't trust others, how can I not trust my son?" These words were meaningful, and Xiang Ning was a little horrified, wondering if mom had discovered something? Probably hearing Xiang Ning's guilty conscience, Guo Yunhua coughed and added: "Of course, Sang Li's conditions are good, and he's also a good seedling." Xiang Ning laughed twice, and Guo Yunhua finally decided not to tease Xiang Ning anymore, but explained in a serious manner: "I'm serious, Sang Li's conditions are really good. He has a good voice, a good sense of music, and a good appearance. It's just for singing And, just by looking at those eyes, you can tell that he is a good boy. Over the years, I have come into contact with too many students, many of whom are young, but have a lot of mind. A little contact can tell that there are too many things I want Although your mother is not in the officialdom like your father, but the people who come and go - snobbish, selfish, utilitarian, vanity... What do you think I haven't seen? The Academy of Art has always been It’s more like a small society than an ordinary university. I can only see Sang Li’s clean eyes from the eyes of the high school students who took the exam. It’s a pity that at least half of the good children’s eyes will sooner or later be mixed with it. mixed with other things." She paused, and added: "Xiang Ning, I only hope that this girl, Sangli, can be consistent." This sustenance was too heavy, and Xiang Ning didn't know what to say for a while.After a long time, I murmured: "Mom, thank you, I didn't expect..." "Didn't expect what? Didn't expect me to be happy to see it come true?" Guo Yunhua smiled on the phone: "I trust my own son, and I also trust my son's vision. Anyway, it's a little genetic..." Xiang Ning finally laughed out loud, and that laughter was full of warm gratitude. Compared with Guo Yunhua's enlightenment, the biggest obstacle Xiang Ning encountered was actually Sang Yuecheng—that summer, Xiang Ning spent a lot of time to persuade Sang Yuecheng to bring Sang Li to the provincial capital to learn vocal music. . Xiang Ning’s explanation at the time was: Many graduates from the Art Academy went to become teachers after graduation, and the Art Academy also has a master’s degree granting point. If they study well, they can take the postgraduate entrance examination in the future and stay in the university to become teachers... Sang Yuecheng was obviously moved by the prospect of the future that seemed to be smooth sailing and serious.Although he really didn't have a good impression of the art school, but for the sake of the elegant profession of "university teacher", after repeated thinking, he approved Sang Li to follow Xiangning back to the provincial capital and use the summer vacation to study.In order to ensure the authenticity of Xiang Ning's identity, he also asked Nan Yang to call Xiang Ning's house and have a direct conversation with Guo Yunhua. At that time, Xiang Ning complained to Nan Yang secretly: "I guess in the eyes of Sang Li's father, you are still considered a good citizen." Nan Yang smiled proudly: "Do you know why I study law? I was born with a righteous face." But Xiang Ning was very frustrated.Since I was a child, I have been a good boy in the eyes of everyone, and I am quite upright and have a clean sleeve. How come Sangli's father sees me as not a good person? Seeing Sang Yuecheng questioning Xiang Ning's name, age, nationality, and home address with a sullen face, it was as if he was a human trafficker. Fortunately, the trafficker was finally acquitted. In mid-July, Sang Li was allowed to go to the provincial capital with Xiang Ning, and stayed at Xiang Ning's house that night.Prior to this, Guo Yunhua had already tidied up the guest room and changed the bed sheets with light purple floral flowers on a white background, making it warm and pleasant. So, when Sangli got off the train and took a taxi with Xiang Ning all the way to the gate of the Art Academy, then turned three turns into the teacher's dormitory area and finally entered the gate of Xiang Ning's house, what greeted her was that she was even more beautiful than her own home. Warm "home" atmosphere. That kind of beauty goes straight to the heart. In Guo Yunhua's eyes, Sang Li is a piece of jade in the rough, which only needs to be polished. This evaluation is very high, and Guo Yunhua only said it to Xiang Haoran.Xiang Haoran doesn't understand music, but he has enough confidence in his wife's vision.He is very busy with work and basically has nothing to do at home, so he feels sorry for his wife and always respects her thoughts and opinions as much as possible.Seeing that she likes Sang Li, and thinking that Sang Li can accompany her day and night so that she is not alone, he agreed to Guo Yunhua's proposal and let Sang Li live in his home. It's not that he didn't see his son's affection for Sang Li, but he just took the time to have a less formal conversation with Xiang Ning.That time, because he was going home for the weekend, Xiang Ning suggested to go swimming, and when he was resting after swimming, he seemed to ask Xiang Ning unintentionally: "Sang Li is Nan Yang's younger sister?" Xiang Ning replied, "Neighbor." "Oh." Xiang Haoran nodded: "She plans to take the entrance exam to the Art Academy?" "yes." Xiang Haoran nodded thoughtfully, and said after a while: "The little girl is still young!" Xiang Ning looked at his father, but did not answer. However, Xiang Haoran thought that his son should have understood what he said. That night, Xiang Haoran asked Guo Yunhua before going to bed: "In your opinion, with Sangli's talent, how far can he go in the future?" Guo Yunhua thought for a while, and replied: "It's hard to say, but the talent is excellent." "Oh, will you go out in the future?" Xiang Haoran asked. Guo Yunhua smiled: "It's really rare. I've never seen you care so much about any family's children. You don't even care about your son's college entrance examination." Xiang Haoran smiled apologetically: "I just found out that our son seems to be coming for real." Guo Yunhua was even more surprised: "I've never seen you care about your son's emotional problems before!" Xiang Haoran answered truthfully: "That's because your son has never cared so much about any little girl." Guo Yunhua said with emotion: "That's right, you didn't look at the daytime. When I was teaching students, your son was tutoring Sang Li in cultural lessons. The door was not closed tightly. When I passed by the door, I took a peek and saw your son. Looking at Sang Li's eyes, that is called a deep affection!" Xiang Haoran was silent for a while, and then said: "In my opinion, as long as Sang Li has the ability, he will probably go far." "Will it?" Guo Yunhua hesitated. Xiang Haoran shook his head: "If you only study art for the sake of studying, such people will not get far, because what they want is nothing more than a degree. But if she really likes it according to what you said, then she should be very happy. Work hard, and then seize every possible opportunity to go further and further." Guo Yunhua sighed softly: "As a teacher, who doesn't want his students to be famous, and it's best to go to the world. But if it's for Xiang Ning, I would rather she has mediocre talents, graduate and become a teacher, and live a stable life." Xiang Haoran said: "Forget it, don't think about it, it doesn't matter if we say it is far or not. Let's teach with all our heart, and the rest is up to them. Besides, Xiang Ning is only a freshman, and everything in the future is still up to him." It's hard to say." In the dark night, Guo Yunhua did not speak. A summer vacation has passed in a blink of an eye, Sang Li has made great progress in his professional studies, and Xiang Ning has not relaxed at all in his cultural tutoring.Perhaps because of his father's reminder, Xiang Ning paid more and more attention to Sang Li's cultural studies, fearing that Sang Li would not be able to enter the university because of his lack of cultural performance, because it would cause greater obstacles to their future.So he stayed with Sang Li to study every day, and even added a lot of extracurricular questions to her. However, there is another reason why Xiang Ning likes to help Sang Li with his homework, but only he knows, that is, at this time, Sang Li is as quiet as a bunny, very cute. In the evening, after dinner, Guo Yunhua reads and listens to music in his room, while Xiang Ning helps Sang Li with his homework in the study.Under the gentle light, he was sitting next to her, and he could see her bright face just by tilting his head. His eyes were wide open, and he was biting the end of the ballpoint pen while looking at the tutoring paper in front of him. She just looked at the topic so quietly, but the teeth in her mouth were constantly biting the pen, biting once, biting again, but she didn't even blink.After watching for a while, Xiang Ning felt his teeth tired for her. Finally, when Sang Li was biting the tip of the pen again, Xiang Ning couldn't bear it anymore, reached out to grab the pen, and said, "Little Li, what kind of habit do you have? Did this pen provoke you?" Sang Li looked at the ballpoint pen, then at Xiang Ning, and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm used to it." Xiang Ning took a closer look at the teeth marks on the brush, and said with lingering fear, "It's such a clear mark, what do you belong to, Sang Li?" Sang Li rolled his eyes: "It's not a dog anyway." Xiang Ning smiled, from Sang Li's point of view, Xiang Ning's smile was so warm, she was stunned for a moment. Seeing Sang Li's dazed expression, Xiang Ning stretched out his hand to shake in front of her, but was surprised to see Sang Li blushing when he came back to his senses.Xiang Ning was puzzled, and asked Sang Li, "Why are you blushing?" Sang Li didn't speak, just lowered her head to read the tutorial book, but her mind was not on the book at all, her heart was beating so hard that she couldn't tell Xiang Ning, what she was thinking was his kiss against the background of fireworks during the winter vacation . Ah... so shameless—Sang Li kept scolding herself in her heart, but the more she scolded, the farther her mind flew, and the redder she blushed.Xiang Ning was puzzled, so he moved closer and touched her forehead, wondering, "I don't have a fever." Sang Li retreated abruptly, but accidentally bumped into Xiang Ning's arms who had just stood up and was about to turn on the air conditioner.In the sweltering August, the moment the girl's soft body bumped into him, Xiang Ning was also stunned, and then blushed inexplicably. He lowered his head, and subconsciously hugged the girl in front of him who was already blushing up to the neck. With a little effort, the girl in front of him lowered her head and was turned around.When she turned around, one of her hands was still on his chest, her eyes dodged, showing some nervous stiffness. With a heartbeat, Xiang Ning tightened his arms, and Sang Li fell on his chest trembling slightly.He could even feel her breathing, soft and gentle, rising and falling on the side of his neck.Xiang Ning's arms gradually tightened, gradually wishing to rub her into his body. While thinking this way, Sang Li raised his arms and put them around his waist.She raised her head from his arms, and her bright eyes met Xiang Ning's eyes. Xiang Ning's breathing was a little short, and her heart was beating: the last time I kissed her, I couldn't help it, but it caused him to hide his thoughts that he wanted to cover up two years later. Let her know that the same mistake cannot be made twice, it will affect her study... However, before he could finish thinking, the girl in his arms had already stepped up and quickly pecked his cheek.Xiang Ning froze, and suddenly heat rushed to the top of his head. He lowered his head and hugged the little girl in front of him tightly. At this moment, he just wanted to kiss the girl in front of him—just like that night, the moment in the cold winter, when the scorching heat His emotions ran through his limbs, gushing out like lava from a volcano! His hands were tightly wrapped around the girl's waist, and he could even feel the temperature of Sang Li's skin under the pure cotton skirt.Her body was trembling slightly, but he didn't know whether it was Sang Li who was trembling or he himself was trembling. He felt that he was about to explode, a little flustered, a little nervous, a little expectant, a little curious.He stared closely at the radiant eyes of the girl in front of him, looked deeply into it, and just wanted to lower his head and kiss the girl in front of him. However, the moment he lowered his head and was about to kiss Sangli, he saw the girl quickly raised her head from his arms, calling him in a whisper: "Brother Xiangning..." With a sound of "啪啦", the courage in my heart was shattered to the ground! Xiang Ning—brother? Enthusiasm and impulsiveness receded like a tide, Xiang Ning smiled wryly and slightly let go of his hand, looked at Sang Li, and asked after a long time: "What?" But she was still lying on his chest, not daring to look at him, she just put one hand around his waist, and the other rolled up the collar of his T-shirt, and said like a mosquito, "Do you like me?" As soon as the words fell, his face turned red. Xiang Ning looked at Sang Li amusedly, making her face turn redder.He finally sighed, tightened his arms again, and held Sang Li tightly in his arms.He gently kissed the girl's forehead, corners of eyes, cheeks, lips...he replied in her ear: "I like it, I like it more than you imagined." Sang Li felt his eye sockets start to get wet, and then heard Xiang Ning say: "Xiao Li, you must be admitted to university, no matter how hard you work, you must go all out. When you are admitted to university, you will be my girlfriend, okay?" it is good?" Sang Li felt that he was about to cry, so he bit his lips tightly and nodded fiercely. This is the love of that era - love, and miss, but still carefully in the palm of your hand.At that time, Sang Li was still young. To her, love itself was just a fragment of ignorance, which was only related to longing and closeness.When this person is within her reach and hugs herself, she is extremely satisfied-sixteen years old, and that's all she knows. So, of course, she would not know how the short and powerful heartbeat of the boy in front of her was accompanied by boiling blood, and what kind of roaring enthusiasm was in that youthful body, which needed to be restrained by a strong mind. On a midsummer night, the air was filled with hot flashes.They embraced each other like this, engraving some young and sincere vows with gentle kisses on the corners of their eyebrows or on their foreheads. This kind of love has nothing to do with desire—even though you clearly know that desire is always pervasive and ubiquitous. Therefore, the love at that time was much purer and more beautiful than what we could imagine later. Also from then on, Sang Li stayed at Guo Yunhua's house whenever there were holidays, studying majors day and night, and cramming cultural lessons every now and then.And because Guo Yunhua is also tutoring other students on weekdays, the family is always in chaos due to the coming and going of various students.In her free time, Sang Li would take the initiative to help Guo Yunhua cook or tidy up the room, and Guo Yunhua liked this clever and sensible girl more and more. After a long time, Sang Li was really in a daze, and felt that this place seemed to be his home.And the small yard thousands of miles away belongs to her father, Chang Qing, and Tian Miao, but not her own. There were many times in this trance, and one day, she finally understood that the reason why she worked so hard to pass the exam was actually: she wanted to go far away and never go back! She was taken aback by the thought of herself. However, this is such a clear fact that cannot be ignored: she must work very hard, must be admitted to university, must be the best, and must be the rare one.Only in this way can she go farther and farther on the road of music, and the better she goes.Only then will she be able to stay away from the home that has no attachment to her and no warmth at all.At that time, she can live a good life as long as she relies on herself. In this way, at the age of eighteen, when many girls of the same age are still hesitating, not knowing what to learn in the future and what kind of path to take, Sang Li has already determined the goal that he needs to strive for all his life.She took this goal so seriously that it became a task that had to be done.She doesn't give herself an excuse to compromise, she doesn't give herself any room for failure, she fights to the death, she only has this way, and she won't return! With this belief, in March of the next year, Sang Li completed the professional examination at the Art Academy and returned to school to study cultural courses. One month later, the "Professional Qualification Notice" was mailed, and Sang Li won the first place in the vocal music major with excellent results, and obtained the qualification to add 30 points to the college entrance examination. Three months later, Sang Li walked into the college entrance examination room. This time, she even got the "Admission Notice" with a score of 45 points above the admission mark. In the same year, Nan Ya