Chapter 5 Chapter 4 You and My Boy

At ten o'clock in the morning, Sang Li sat in "You and Me", wearing headphones, watching Hayao Miyazaki's cartoons on his laptop.She didn't look at this kind of stuff before—she didn't have to watch it when she was a child;Now I started to watch it, maybe because of boredom, maybe because of reluctance, maybe because of unwillingness. What is boring is time, what is reluctant is memory, and what is not reconciled is the youth who can no longer start again. Gu Xiaoying's phone call came at this time, and Sang Li looked at the clock to make sure that Gu Xiaoying had no class today.And then it's almost certain: the woman is reading romance novels again.

Sure enough, when she picked up the phone, Gu Xiaoying wailed: "Sang Li, why are there so many good men in the novel? Pity me, I'm only 28 years old, but I can't meet any of them." Sang Li almost choked and coughed: "Teacher Gu, forgive me for my ignorance, how old is twenty-eight years?" "Twenty-eight," Gu Xiaoying didn't feel ashamed at all, "Twenty-eight years old, twenty-eight years old." Sang Li sighed: "I feel really sorry for your students, what kind of teachers are these?" Gu Xiaoying laughed heartlessly, and Sang Li couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of her lips, and it was only after a while that she remembered that she should be condemned: "I haven't talked about you yet, Gu Xiaoying, what are you doing? ?”

Sang Li gritted her teeth, Gu Xiaoying let out an "ah" and laughed loudly: "You really read it? How about it, isn't it very poetic and picturesque? I have done a considerable degree of artistic processing for you. Let me tell you, this book is now sold at But it's nice..." "Fifty to five points," Sang Li said calmly, "I will give you half of your royalties. Anyway, I have provided you with rich creative materials." "Ouch, sister, you're so ruthless," Gu Xiaoying wailed, "You don't even know that I'm about to lose my job now. Let me tell you, my monthly basic salary is only 2,000 yuan, and the class fee is paid every six months. Calculated at 15 yuan per class, I can only get 10,000 yuan in class fees every six months. Plus what teacher's day subsidies, year-end bonuses, heating costs...you can think of it all, I am a hard worker The annual salary of Xixi's university teachers is only a little over 40,000 yuan! Huh, huh..."

Gu Xiaoying pretended to be crying, and Sang Li smiled: "Be content, don't you still have an ATM? I take care of the elder brother and don't spend much money himself, but you use the secondary card of other people's credit cards to swipe like hell. Please be a little humane." Well, he is a civil servant, don't force him to commit crimes." "He doesn't spend money," Gu Xiaoying snorted, "He should have time to spend money!" "A business trip again?" "It doesn't matter if you're on a business trip or not. You can't see him anyway. If I want to see him now, I might as well just watch the provincial news at 6:30 p.m. If I'm lucky, I can see half of his body from behind a bunch of governors and secretaries," Gu said. Xiaoying emphasized emphatically, "It's half, I haven't seen the complete him on TV so far."

"He's so busy?!" Sang Li sighed. "Hehe," Gu Xiaoying smiled helplessly, "I haven't seen him for a long time. He often works overtime, with a group of colleagues, and rests in the lounge when he is tired. I went there once, and when I opened the door, the smoke It's lingering, you have to disperse the smoke to see people. Occasionally he comes home, but when he comes home, I'm already asleep, and when I wake up, he's gone. Sang Li, I don't know, marriage turns out to be Such a lonely thing." "Really?" Sang Li seemed to be listening to heaven, "Doesn't it mean that civil servants work from nine to five, and their salaries keep going up?"

"Three five eight one? Isn't it?" Gu Xiaoying pinched her fingers and counted, "It's counted as a deputy, and here we are three five seven nine. Guan Tong is currently a deputy department, and his service life is not long enough, so it is less than five thousand. They The director is the deputy office, so it's only seven thousand." "Then you should hurry up and save money to have a baby." Sang Li smacked his lips. "It is said that raising a child these days is equivalent to raising a money-burning machine." Speaking of this, Gu Xiaoying turned into a resentful woman again: "Li, I can't do things like having a baby by myself."

It went back again... Sang Li wanted to bite off his tongue in distress. Also suddenly remembered, Sang Li told Gu Xiaoying: "Last week, Nan Yang came." "What—" Gu Xiaoying's voice suddenly rose, "Nan Yang?!" The voice was urgent: "My handsome brother Nanyang... why did he go to you? Resurrection of old love? Reminiscing about the past?" Sang Li was helpless: "You are all married, can you be more reserved?" I only heard Gu Xiaoying's smile over there: "Okay, let's be serious, let's stop making trouble. Why did he go to you? Don't tell me it's just to catch up on the old days."

"He wanted to persuade me to go back. He said that I am self-enclosed now. He seems to be doing well. Of course, I knew he was a promising kid since I was a child." Sang Li smiled, "It's me, the more I live, the less promising I am. " Gu Xiaoying didn't smile, and after a few seconds Sang Li heard her sigh: "Li, Nan Yang is actually right." The two were silent together, and only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard from the microphone. After a while, Gu Xiaoying pretended to be relaxed and said: "Recently, I read novels on the Internet, and the concept of 'home girl' is very popular on the Internet, so I thought, you and I should be standard home girls. Compared with It seems that I am better, I have to go to class two days a week, how about you, Sang Li, do you really squat in the 'you and me coffee' every day to bask in the sun and prevent insects?"

Sang Li smiled softly: "It seems that you and Nan Yang are still like a family, and he also asked me if I squatted in the store every day to bask in the sun to prevent insects from growing." "We are all cultural people!" Gu Xiaoying smiled smugly, and asked again, "What happened later? We just went back after the lobbying failed?" "Yes." Sang Li's tone was flat, "I understand one thing now, don't leave any hope if you can't afford it." Gu Xiaoying was choked and didn't know what to say for a while. After a while, Sang Li still hesitated to speak: "And there is..."

"what?" "Do you know 'Li Garden'?" Sang Li hesitated for a while before asking. "I know Lingering Garden," Gu Xiaoying's voice is full of happiness of remembrance, "I went to Suzhou in 2004 and sat in Lingering Garden for a day. At that time, everyone else went to Humble Administrator's Garden and Lion Grove, and I was the only one in Lingering Garden. Sitting in the sun and listening to the old men and women singing, the time was so beautiful." "It's not a garden, it's a hotel." "Hotel?" Gu Xiaoying thought hard, "The name is quite strange."

"Garden style hotel..." Before I finished speaking, I heard a scream: "Ah, I remembered!" "Ah?" Sang Li was surprised, did she really know? "I know, I know, garden-style chain hotels are too expensive," Gu Xiaoying spoke very quickly, "We opened one here a year ago, and we invited some leaders to dinner when we opened. Our family, Guan Tong, is the leader. The little follower is also honored to be present..." "Chain?" Sang Li was taken aback. "Yes, there are several big cities. I heard from Guan Tong that the inside is very exquisite, which can be called 'moving to change scenery, harmony between man and nature'... Well, isn't it sour? Please forgive him, he is a student Aesthetics." Gu Xiaoying chuckled, as if she was happy to have the opportunity to dismantle her husband again. "Do you know where it was invested?" "I don't know," Gu Xiaoying complained, "It's so expensive, I don't have a chance to go." Sang Li was silent. Based on this alone, of course it cannot be confirmed that it is the hotel invested by Shen Jie.But, if it's really you, Shen Jie, what do you mean?don't you remember meis it necessary?When we were together at the beginning, we were willing to fight and suffer, but we broke up later. Isn't it also a matter of your love and my willingness, getting together and parting?Of course I'm not so narcissistic that I think you're building a "Li Garden" for me. In the end, businessmen value profit more than parting, don't they... Can't think about it anymore! Sang Li took a long breath and forced himself to change the subject: "By the way, I just met a friend. His daughter likes the Hello Kitty you gave me very much. Can I give her the cat?" "Friend?" Gu Xiaoying was surprised, "Student Sangli, it seems that you haven't met new friends for a long time, right?" "It's a coincidence," Sang Liyun explained calmly, "The little girl likes the cat in the skirt the most." "Of course it's up to you to give it to you," Gu Xiaoying was only curious about another message, "Why do you have a daughter? You want to be a third party?" "How could it be?" Sang Li couldn't help laughing, "I can only fall down once in the same place, okay?" Gu Xiaoying was silent when she heard this, but Sang Li continued to introduce indifferently: "It's my neighbor, divorced, and lives with a four- or five-year-old daughter. I also met his ex-wife. On the day we broke up, I chose In my store, the ones that are easy to get together and loose, can be seen to be highly educated people." "It sounds like a good match," Gu Xiaoying smiled, "I mean him and you. What's his name?" "Ma Yu, Yu of Huo Hitachi." "Oh, it's a nice name." Gu Xiaoying paused, "Honey, the fate between people is very wonderful. If you have the opportunity to meet, you must cherish it." "It's like you and Guan Tong, after going around for so long, you still have to marry someone else in the end." Sang Li smiled at Gu Xiaoying. Gu Xiaoying also smiled: "Don't go so far, isn't this about you? I know there are some things I shouldn't say, but Sang Li is almost thirty years old for you. The ancients said that 'thirty is the foundation', for a woman Even if you don't want to start a career, you still want to start a family? Xiang Ning won't come back, even if Shen Jie comes back, you may not want him, only Nan Yang is still waiting for you, if you have the heart, you can consider him." "Furthermore," she paused, "don't blame me for being inappropriate. I still have to say, go home and have a look if you have time. After all, we are a family. How can we really not see each other for a lifetime?" She was so earnest, and also rare and solemn: "Sang Li, apart from the person you just mentioned, and your group of waiters who can only treat you as their boss, in a city so big and so far away, you don't know who you are." lonely?" It was as if something, like a ray of light, pierced through the thick mist in the depths of the soul in an instant: those loneliness, those desolation, those loneliness that bit her life like a little beast with fangs, in this sunny afternoon, because of Gu Xiaoying's Words flooded in. Sang Li leaned weakly on the sofa, unconsciously holding a small coffee spoon in his hand, Gu Xiaoying's exhortation came from the phone: "So, Sang Li, find a man to marry. Find a part-time job, and the money will be richer." It doesn't matter how little you are, as long as you can go out and see the outside world. Drink less coffee, drink more honey water, healthy and beautiful..." After so many years, Gu Xiaoying is still nagging.But Sang Li's heart is so warm - in this world, apart from Nan Yang, there is only one Gu Xiaoying who insists on nagging her for ten years, right? However, what is "Speak Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives"? After finally finishing the chat, Sang Li put down his phone and was about to continue watching cartoons when he was surprised to see YOYO jumping in from the door, followed by Ma Yu in a light-colored shirt.Sang Li looked at his watch: At half past ten, don't these two people have anything else to do? "Sang Li," YOYO called happily, "I have a present for you." Sang Li looked at YOYO, then at Ma Yu: "Don't you need to go to kindergarten today?" Ma Yu lowered his head and patted his daughter's head: "There is a parent-child sports meeting today. YOYO's event is in the morning. YOYO said it himself, which place did you get?" "No. 1!" The little girl was very proud. "I participated with my dad. He said I guessed. We guessed the most, so we won the first place." Ma Yu added: "I describe cartoon characters, and she guesses." YOYO is very proud: "Dad is so amazing, other children's parents don't know about those characters, Su Nuofei's father even regarded the duck Xiaocui as a chicken, my father told me 'a croaking, can swim ', yellow, flat-mouthed', I knew it was Xiaocui!" Sang Li said "Oh" and looked at Ma Yu with a smile: "How do you know so many cartoon characters?" Ma Yu also smiled: "Have you forgotten what I'm studying? I plan the annual Comic Con in this city." "So it's about applying what you've learned." Sang Li admired. "I have a gift, I have a gift!" YOYO couldn't stand the adults ignoring her, so he waved his hand to attract Sangli's attention. "What gift?" Sang Li looked at YOYO with a smile. YOYO stretched out the other hand that had been hiding behind his back, holding a small Hello Kitty in his hand, and smiled happily: "For you." "It's so cute!" Sang Li took it over. YOYO hastily added a note: "It's my favorite cat." Sang Li smiled: "Thank you." She played with the doll in her hand, looked at YOYO's bright smiling face, thought for a while, and waved to call the waiter. "Bring that talking Hello Kitty, thank you." Sang Li said to the waiter who came over. The young man in a white shirt and black vest nodded, went to the door and took down the Hello Kitty that had been there since the opening day, wiped it clean and handed it to Sang Li. YOYO looked at all this in surprise, his eyes fixed on Hello Kitty, and he didn't look at anything else. Sang Li put Hello Kitty in front of YOYO and smiled: "For you." "Why?" YOYO first questioned like a little adult. "Because you gave me what you like, so I will give you what I like." Sang Li said. YOYO looked at the waiter, then at Sang Li: "But last time he said it was a gift from the boss' friend." Sang Li stretched out his hand, hugged YOYO and sat in his arms, feeling the little girl's soft and smooth skin touching him, suddenly indescribable sadness, pity or happiness welled up in his heart. She hugged YOYO and answered her: "I am the boss, so I have the final say." Although he had long felt that the answer was ready to come out, Ma Yu was still surprised when he heard her say this with his own ears. YOYO didn't think so much, she just expressed her happiness directly: "Really? Thank you!" She hugged the Kitty cat with one hand, wrapped her arms around Sang Li's neck with the other, and kissed Sang Li hard on the cheek: "I like you, Sang Li!" Sang Li was taken aback for a moment, and immediately laughed out loud.She lowered her head and looked at YOYO with a smile in her eyes: "I like you too, niece." YOYO was stunned, and a few seconds later, tears fell from her big eyes, and then she burst into tears "Wow". Sang Li was a little at a loss, Ma Yu recovered from the initial shock, and wanted to reach out to hug YOYO, but she hugged Sang Li tightly, and the whole coffee shop was filled with the sound of the little girl crying Crying, very chaotic. It wasn't until YOYO changed from howling to sobbing that Sang Li heard that YOYO put his face next to her ear and called her: "Mom, mom..." As if a flash of lightning flashed in my memory, Sang Li looked up in panic, only to see Ma Yu's heavy and mournful expression, he frowned slightly, and looked helplessly at the daughter in Sang Li's arms, clenched his hands into fists, hanging on her shoulders. the sides of the body.Sang Li looked at him, and then at the little girl in his arms. For some reason, he suddenly remembered that if he was willing to look back, there might be such a little girl who cuddled up to her wholeheartedly. Call her - "Mom". A sharp pain spread from the bottom of her heart, Sang Li subconsciously clenched her arms, wrapped YOYO in her arms, patted her back with one hand, and whispered: "Yoyo don't cry, mom is here..." YOYO finally fell asleep in Sangli's arms. When Ma Yu took YOYO from Sangli's arms, Sangli felt that his right leg had lost consciousness. Ma Yu wanted to take YOYO home, but Sang Li stopped him: "It's raining outside." Ma Yu looked out the window, and sure enough, the sunny weather just now had darkened in an instant, and the rain hit the leaves outside the window, making a "swish" sound. Sang Li thought for a while, then greeted Ma Yu: "Come and sit at my house." Ma Yu nodded, and saw Sang Li standing up with his hands on the table, pointing slightly at the corner of the shop near the bar: "Let's go inside." He was a little embarrassed: "Your leg—" Before the words finished, Sang Li quickly lowered his head and straightened his skirt, then raised his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, I've been sitting for a long time, my legs are a little numb." Ma Yu smiled apologetically, and hugged the daughter in his arms tightly: "YOYO is getting heavier and heavier." Sang Li smiled, but did not speak. Passing through the corridor of the coffee shop's workshop, Ma Yu saw a flight of stairs at the end.Sang Li walked in front, his steps were a little stiff.She grabbed the banister of the stairs and used her strength to walk up step by step.Ma Yu followed behind, feeling that this woman was becoming more and more like a mystery. Sang Li's house was as simple and clean as ever. It is really clean, but another possibility of cleanliness is that there is no smell of fireworks. Under Sang Li's guidance, Ma Yu gently placed her daughter on the bed in the guest room, and Sang Li brought a small blanket and gently covered YOYO.At the beginning, YOYO didn't sleep deeply, and occasionally sniffled in a daze. Sang Li saw it, stretched out his hand, stroked YOYO's forehead gently, and brushed a little messy hair aside.When doing these things, her eyes were so gentle that Ma Yu almost felt that they were a family, and YOYO was Sangli's daughter. After a while, seeing that YOYO had really fallen asleep, Sang Li walked out of the room with Ma Yu and carefully closed the door. Sang Li asked Ma Yu to sit down in the living room and went to the kitchen to make tea.As soon as he turned around, he saw Ma Yu following her. He stood behind her and looked around the kitchen, which had almost all cooking utensils but almost no oily smoke. Sang Li followed his gaze and found that except for the microwave oven, there seemed to be no traces of use on any utensils, not even the slightest water stain on the cooking table. She couldn't help but poke fun at herself: "Maybe I should turn my kitchen into a yoga room." Ma Yu wondered: "Where do you eat every day?" "Downstairs." She answered crisply. Ma Yu looked at her: "Not tired?" Sang Li smiled: "There's no such thing as greasy or not, what's the difference?" Ma Yu disagreed: "Of course it's different, even if it's your own shop downstairs, how can you be as comfortable as sitting in your own home and having a lively meal?" Sang Li looked at Ma Yu: "You have YOYO to feel the excitement, but look at me, who else is there besides myself?" Ma Yu fell silent. In fact, at that moment, he almost blurted out a sentence - he wanted to say "and me". However, there are still some flaws. At this time, the kettle rang, and Sang Li took a small purple clay pot, and poured hot water into the pot that had been sprinkled with tea leaves.Ma Yu looked over and found that the teapot looked ordinary, but upon closer inspection it was extremely delicate, bulging, and quite cute. Seeing his curious look, Sang Li explained while making tea: "This pot used to be a collection of a friend. Later, because he disapproved of me drinking coffee all the time, he gave it to me as a gift. He likes purple clay pots and told me about them. There is an allusion of "Mansheng Eighteen". It is said that a famous gold and stone master named Chen Hongshou in the Qing Dynasty designed eighteen teapots, and then named these eighteen teapots as "Mansheng" according to his nickname "Mansheng". Eighteen styles'." She mentioned the small ochre-red teapot: "This one is just like the round bead teapot among them. Legend has it that the real one is engraved with a eight-character inscription, which is called 'like a melon to soothe the heart, so as to wash away the troubles'." He gave me this teapot It was the most impetuous period of my life, and he hoped that I would be calm and calm and not worry about ordinary things, but unfortunately, I still let him down in the end." She looked up and smiled, put the tray and teapot on the coffee table in the living room, sat down on the sofa, and poured tea with her hands.The scent of tea wafted away, and Ma Yu looked at the woman on the sofa opposite, feeling a little dazed. Sang Li took a sip of tea and looked at Ma Yu with a smile: "Ma Yu, are you always in such a trance?" She was too straightforward, Ma Yu was stunned for a moment, and then heard her say: "Tell me your story, if you don't mind." Ma Yu smiled slightly: "What's there to mind about it. Most of the mind is not let go, but at our age, what else can't let go?" Sang Li smiled: "At your age, how old are you? People say that you know your destiny at sixty, and you don't care about everything more than twenty years in advance? In fact, at your age, it is a good time to fight." Ma Yu nodded: "That's right, but if I wasn't so eager to struggle and have a good future, maybe I wouldn't have so many regrets today. At least, the person I like won't be hurt because I leave; People who like me won't get hurt because I don't give in." Sang Li thought of that beautiful woman again, she was YOYO's mother, but what kind of despair would it take to make her give up on her own daughter, and would rather just walk away? Ma Yu seemed to see through her mind: "You saw it the day we showed off." It is a declarative sentence, not an interrogative sentence. Sang Li nodded, and Ma Yu took a sip of tea with a peaceful expression.He said: "Let me tell you my story. At that time, I was really young." When he said this, he looked calm and breezy, as if he was nostalgic for sixty years old. Sang Li wanted to ridicule him, but he didn't have the heart to open his mouth. The beginning of Ma Yu's story is the same as all love stories: a youthful first love, the other party is a girl in the same grade, at the age of nineteen, it is the best time in life.That girl later appeared in Ma Yu's dreams many times.Not very beautiful, but always smiling.Ma Yu remembers her smile, and it seems that he can't help but remember her forever. At that time, this girl who had a bright smile every day was a member of the student union like Ma Yu, and went to the student union to hold regular meetings every week.The student union is very big and there are many people. Ma Yu is a freshman, and many people haven't recognized it yet.However, they both have one thing in common, that is, they like to sit in the last row during meetings.The reason for choosing the last row is that girls like to throw a pistachio into their mouths when the chairman on the podium is not paying attention, while Ma Yu likes to read newspapers during meetings, fold the newspaper a few times after reading it, and throw it to The Deputy Minister of Sports sitting by the window. For a while, Ma Yu could hear the sound of "click, click" every time he was in a meeting. At the beginning, he thought there were mice in the classroom, so he looked around many times, and even searched under the table, but there was nothing Find the source of the sound. Until one day, the girl who chewed pistachios bit her own tongue in great joy, and at that time the president of the student union was arranging the specific matters of the campus cultural festival, and all the people in the classroom suddenly heard the scream of a girl who turned out to be—" oops"! The chairman looked around in surprise, and led everyone to focus on the back of the classroom. The two people in the last row were in extremely weird postures: the girl covered her mouth with tears in her eyes, and the boy a few seats away leaned slightly In the direction of the girl, she stopped in the air with half a fist in her hand—what an ambiguous gesture! There were scattered laughter in the classroom, and the chairman's face was a little red. After all, he was only a third-year student. After thinking about it for a few seconds, he didn't know what to say, so he just coughed and said, "Please pay attention. Have a meeting and do other things after the meeting.” After hearing this sentence, the girl was still staring at her tear-filled eyes at a loss, but Ma Yu blushed suddenly. The meeting continued, and some people looked at the back of the classroom curiously during the interval, but Ma Yu stared back at them all.After staring at her, he turned his head and saw the girl lying on the table, panting continuously, occasionally making a "hissing" sound.Ma Yu thought about the embarrassment that made people want to cry, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It was also on that day that Ma Yu figured out two things: first, there were no mice in the teaching building, and there were more people eating snacks, so there were many fake mice; Throw the newspaper in her direction, because you never know if she'll suddenly let out an attention-grabbing "oops." So, after the meeting ended that day, Ma Yu caught up with the girl amid countless curious eyes, and the first thing he said was: "Hey, you killed me!" The girl smiled until her eyes curled up: "What does it matter to you if I bite my tongue?" Seeing her gloating smile, Ma Yu became angry: "What's none of my business? Didn't you see that everyone thought I was molesting you?" The girl looked at Ma Yu with great interest, and said, "Whoever is indecent is up to you?" Ma Yu was dumbfounded - this, this, isn't this a land of etiquette with simple folk customs? It was the middle of the 1990s. Ma Yu, a handsome but innocent boy, was shocked by a girl for the first time, because what she said next was: "Ma Yu, why don't I be your girlfriend? Legalize molestation?" That day, in the huge campus, Ma Yu remembered that he could only stare wide-eyed in horror. Heaven! Earth! Ma Yu, your nineteen years have been in vain! You, you, you actually let a girl molested you? It was April, and the lilacs were in full bloom, full of fragrance.Looking at the universe, Ma Yu looked at the strange eyes of the girl in front of him, and he couldn't bear to live. On that day, Ma Yu also figured out the third thing: the name of the fake mouse that likes to eat snacks is Ai Ningning, a freshman student in the English Department of the School of Foreign Languages, an officer of the Student Union's Outreach Department, and a cheerful personality-this, Ma Yu has a deep understanding. Ma Yu asked Ai Ningning: "How do you know my name?" Ai Ningning laughed again: "Who doesn't know your name? How many girls voted for you on the day you participated in the student union election, why are you not grateful at all?" Ma Yu was puzzled: "Is it true?" Ai Ningning clutched her chest and made a painful gesture: "You are so inhuman, I voted for you in vain." Ma Yu fell silent, and began to regret talking to Ai Ningning, turned around and walked quickly. Ai Ningning shouted from behind: "Walk slowly, walk slowly, what are you doing with such big strides?" Ma Yu looked back at Ai Ningning, wondering: "I'm going back to the dormitory, where are you going?" Ai Ningning grabbed his sleeve: "I'm not talking about you, Ma Yu, why don't you have a gentleman's demeanor at all? When you walk with a lady, you have to consider the other party's stride anyway. If you have such a big stride, if the other party wears a skirt , How embarrassing, can you let someone trot all the way to follow you?" Ma Yu looked at her hand grabbing his sleeve, moved his eyes up, and then looked at her eyes looking at him dissatisfiedly: "You can choose not to follow me." Ai Ningning smiled: "That's okay! I finally met the most handsome boy in the School of Management, no matter what, I have to show off, right?" While talking, they had already walked downstairs in the girls' dormitory. Before Ma Yu could react, he heard Ai Ningning shouting upstairs while pulling his sleeve: "402! 402! 402!" Ma Yu froze in place, only to see a girl upstairs poking her head out of a bedroom at the east end of the fourth floor, looking this way, froze for a moment, stretched her head out vigorously, then retracted, two seconds later , six heads protruded from that window! A chill began to rise slowly from the soles of Ma Yu's feet. In this way, Ma Yu, the director of the Study Department of the Student Union, started his first love under the semi-coercion of Ai Ningning, the director of the External Relations Department.But gradually, Ma Yu had to admit that he liked Ai Ningning: he liked her open mouth, and her smiling face.As a model student since he was a child, he is used to the rules, and Ai Ningning is the sunshine that can break this rigid youth, warm and bright. He gradually fell in love with this feeling, and even felt a little lucky occasionally - if there was no Ai Ningning, if he had to find a girlfriend on campus by himself, how difficult it would be for him who is well-behaved and introverted ! Therefore, from the day when she decided to fall in love with Ai Ningning, Ma Yu began to spoil her unknowingly: the School of Economics and Management is close to the cafeteria, so she bought good meals for Ai Ningning and sat there every day; the study department had little work. , he often volunteered to work overtime for the external relations department; every morning when the school had exercises, he would wake up ten minutes early to fetch hot water for Ai Ningning who was sleeping late, and acted as a live alarm clock... In the end, even the girls in Ai Ningning's dormitory were dumbfounded and asked Ai Ningning: Is this "Twenty-Four Filial Piety" Ma Yu the legendary Ma Yu who has eyes on the top of his head and is known as the most handsome guy in the School of Management? Every time she heard such questions, Ai Ningning would laugh like she fell into a honeypot, and there was only one sentence to answer everyone's questions: This fully shows that the bold are starved to death and the timid are starved to death! That's right, Ai Ningning is so courageous, even after chasing boys, she can find a "twenty-four filial piety", what more can a husband ask for? Those three years were the happiest time between them. However, the story still faces a turning point. In the spring of their senior year, after they had been in love for three years, Ma Yu was admitted to the German government scholarship and got a precious opportunity to study in Germany at public expense.Ai Ningning successfully passed the interview with the English teaching department of a university, and will stay in that city to become a college English teacher.Their trajectories started to draw parting arcs here, but Ai Ningning didn't cry - Ma Yu still remembers how brightly Ai Ningning smiled the day before they parted. She raised her head with a smile on her face: "Ma Yu, I'll wait for you! Isn't it just a graduate student? I, Ai Ningning, stand here and wait for you. You study hard and come back to serve the motherland. If you have the opportunity, remember to be there subvert capitalism." She solemnly took out the parting gifts for him: a framed photo with Ai Ningning's photo, a bottle of bee flower hair conditioner, and a Chinese flag. She explained: "Every night before going to bed, you have to look at my photos. If you dare to forget my appearance, I will go to Germany to ruin your face; didn't you say that my hair smells good? I use bee flower care Fasu, I’ll give you a bottle, remember that my long hair still smells fragrant; you might be able to use this national flag, remember to promote Chinese culture when you have nothing to do..." Ma Yu has long been used to Ai Ningning's unbelievable behavior, so he didn't express any surprise, but hugged her tightly and told her: I will come back in two years, and I will definitely come back! However, two years later, he did not come back, and two years later, he still did not come back. He studied for a master's degree and then a Ph.D., and then joined a large company, saying that he wanted to gain experience... His promise was often repeated on overseas phone calls, but he knew how powerless this kind of promise gradually became. Ai Ningning's crisp laughter gradually turned into a forced smile, and then she stopped laughing and said: Ma Yu, I can't wait any longer, let's break up. She also said: I'm sorry, my love is exhausted, now, even if you come back, I can't be with you anymore. That summer, Ma Yu heard from old classmates that Ai Ningning was getting married, and her husband was an ordinary middle school teacher who treated her very well. On the day when he heard the news, Ma Yu got drunk for the first time, and he was very drunk.When I woke up the next day, I realized that the woman next to my pillow was actually my junior sister from the same school.Her name is Shu Yan, she is also Chinese, and her German name is Shania. She has loved him for a long time, but he always refuses to accept it. Ma Yu considered himself a responsible man, so he started his love affair with Shu Yan. Three months later, when she found out that she was pregnant, he married her.He doesn't love her, but he will be good to her and to their children. Their marriage lasted four years, and when their daughter YOYO was about to turn four years old, they divorced.Because Shu Yan finally couldn't bear her husband's midnight dream, calling out other people's names.Even, the saddest thing is, even when he couldn't help himself, he called Emma. Emma, ​​Emma-Ai Ningning and Ma Yu.This is the German name Ma Yu gave Ai Ningning. Ai Ningning liked it very much, and stipulated that Ma Yu should call her this every day.Over time, Ma Yu got used to calling over and over on the phone: Emma, ​​Emma, ​​Emma... Gradually, this name became a mantra, and I got used to it like an exclamation on my lips, which would be blurted out after a little emotion. Therefore, the city with Ai Ningning has since become Ma Yu's taboo.He never went back, because he was afraid, afraid of those old scenes, afraid of those familiar people, afraid of hearing anything related to Ai Ningning.Before that, he didn't know that he was such a weak and useless person.Or maybe, only in front of this love, Ma Yu lost all his calmness, rationality, self-confidence, and reserve... The electric kettle beeped, and Sang Li stood up and walked into the kitchen, pouring hot water into a thermos.While doing so, she finally remembered where she had heard the name "Ai Ningning"—when she was a freshman in college, the woman with a smile in the corner of her eyes stood on the podium and said to everyone: "Hi everyone, My name is Ai Ningning. From today onwards, I will be your public foreign language teacher. In my class, you can eat and drink, and you don’t need to raise your hand when you go out. You can interrupt at any time, even if it is to refute my words. Opinion. But I have only one request, that in my class, whatever you say, please use English." While remembering, Sang Li poured water into the teapot mechanically, until it was full and overflowed, burning her hands, and then she snapped back to her senses with a "Yeah".Ma Yu hurriedly walked from the living room to the kitchen, saw that she was shaking off the hot water on her hand, pulled her over, put her hand under the faucet to rinse, then asked her if she had any ointment, and found out to help her little by little smear. He smiled at her while painting: "Sang Li, you lived alone like this? It's a miracle that you can grow up healthily." Sang Li looked at him, he squatted in front of her to apply the ointment, his head was so close to her, his hair was black, and his breath smelled like a mature man.Sang Li suddenly thought that Ma Yu must not know the rest of the story. His classmates and Ai Ningning's classmates might not have told him the second half of the story. Thinking of this, Sang Li suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry and his whole body was a little chilly. However, the eye sockets were wet and hot. She didn't know how to tell Ma Yu that Ai Ningning, whom he loved, had such a pleasing appearance and heart. The public English class in the university was only set up for two years, and the students in the art college didn't pay much attention to English, but because of Ai Ningning Ning Ning, that year, a large number of students from music, drama, and art departments passed the College English Test Level 2—although it was still poor compared to other schools, but under the policy at the time, it was enough for art school graduates Successfully obtained a degree certificate. She is such a good woman. Although she has been teaching for less than six years, she has won the love of many students.When she left, many students came from other places just to present her with a bouquet of flowers. According to Gu Xiaoying's later description: It was a solemn and affectionate memorial service. The woman lying in the flowers was sick and haggard, but her expression was peaceful. Ai Ningning died of lymphoma shortly before Ma Yu returned to China. Don't tell Ma Yu about this, right? While thinking this way, a tear finally couldn't help but fall.The scorching liquid slid down Ma Yu's arm, he was taken aback, looked up at Sang Li, and asked, "Does it hurt?" Sang Li shook her head, she stared at Ma Yu blankly, and seemed to see some misfortunes and fortunes that ordinary people couldn't guess through Ma Yu's straight eyebrows.She withdrew her hand from Ma Yu's and found that after applying the ointment, it seemed that the pain really eased. She lowered her head and said softly, "Ma Yu, believe it or not, Ai Ningning will be very happy?" Ma Yu's chest seemed to be hit hard by something, he was stunned for a moment, and said slowly: "I believe it!" After saying this, he stretched out his hand and took the sad looking woman in front of him into his arms. Sang Li did not refuse.She gently leaned on Ma Yu's shoulder, whispering in his ear, "What a coincidence, the person you love is called Ai Ningning, and the person I love is named Xiang Ning. Although they have different surnames, they have the same first name." A line of tears finally couldn't help but fall down. Sang Li closed his eyes, and seemed to be able to see that the happiness that was within reach in the past had been broken into the bottom of the memory like the bubbles of the little mermaid.She was crying in a low voice, as if she wanted to cry out all the tears she had accumulated in the past few years, but Ma Yu didn't speak, but just hugged him and patted her on the back gently, just like she coaxed YOYO just now. Finally, Sang Li gradually became at ease in Ma Yu's arms. With sobs, she discovered that Ma Yu had a clean aura, just like Xiang Ning. But, Xiang Ning, you don't want to accompany me anymore. Although, I still clearly remember the traces of my college days: the sea of ​​jasmine flowers on the first night of school, the bright moonlight in countless nights when I missed you, and the one you gently printed on my forehead after twelve o'clock at the masquerade party kiss…… I grew up with these memories, you know? Because of having these memories, I actually never felt how hard my girlhood was. Even if I don’t have a mother, even if I am scolded by others, even if I am beaten by my father—for me, these are just experiences that I will remember, but there may not necessarily be an unforgettable pain. Only you, only when I think of you, I realize that the most pitiful thing in this world is not that you have never tasted happiness, but that you were once very happy, but later, happiness disappeared... The day when happiness officially began in the name of "love" was the first day of Sangli's college life. That day, Xiang Ning took her to report for duty and took her to collect daily necessities.Along the way, he held her hand all the time—an outstanding boy and a beautiful and refined girl. This combination is still a sight even in an art academy where there are too many handsome men and beautiful women. Xiang Ning turned a blind eye to the curious eyes of the girls coming and going, while Sang Li took a long time to overcome his shyness and stop blushing.She knew that Xiang Ning was using this method to publicize their relationship with each other - when she grows up, she will think this is a childish behavior, but God knows how happy such childishness made us at that time. Also that evening, after packing all the luggage, Xiang Ning and Sang Li walked around the small art academy while chatting, lap after lap. In fact, the campus of the Academy of Art is really not a place suitable for dating - because it is too small. There are two teaching buildings, a piano room building, several practice rooms, and then there are student dormitory buildings and teacher apartment buildings.The campus is a one-way street, turn right after entering the school gate, there is only one road to go.After you visit the above buildings one by one along this road, you will suddenly find that you have turned back to the gate of the school—Gu Xiaoying once described it as "this is not a university campus, it is not as good as a high school", which is not mean. On the contrary, it is very appropriate. Perhaps it is also for this reason that there are not many couples on the campus of the Academy of Art.At night, Sang Li and Xiang Ning walked side by side in the quiet campus where the night was falling, and the dim light shone on them, which even created an illusion: I felt that this was by the sea, that I had lived in Sang Li for eighteen years In the small town, it is a quiet street, and people pass by occasionally, but they are just irrelevant passers-by. However, Xiang Ning is much more familiar with this campus than Sang Li.I don't remember how many laps it was, when I happened to be on the west side of the teacher's apartment building, Xiang Ning suddenly grabbed Sang Li's arm and slipped through a very inconspicuous small fence gate.In the next second, Sang Li looked at the lush bushes and tall trees all around in amazement, and asked Xiang Ning, "Where is this?" Xiang Ning smiled: "This is the place I used to hide from my mother when I was young." He gestured: "This way, I'll take you to a good place." Sang Li's curiosity suddenly swelled, and he followed him to the depths of the bushes.After walking a few steps, he found several large flower pots on the ground. Xiang Ning bypassed the flower pots and continued walking along the narrow brick and stone path.Sang Li looked around and found that there were all kinds of plants, and the air was filled with the fragrance of green grass and earth.Sang Li took a deep breath, looked up, but just happened to see the dark tree shadows around him, a little scared, and subconsciously grabbed Xiang Ning's hand. Xiang Ning turned around, looked at Sang Li with a smile, held her tightly behind his back, walked forward a few steps, and stopped until he passed a plant that looked like a cycad, then pointed to a magnificent flowerpot in front of him and said to Sang Li: " Look!" Sang Li crossed Xiang Ning's side and took a closer look, unexpectedly, it was a large patch of jasmine flowers! The early autumn wind blows gently, bringing the fresh and elegant fragrance of jasmine, and Sang Li is completely dumbfounded. After a long time, I realized that I asked Xiang Ning: "My God, where did you get so many jasmine flowers?" Xiang Ning stretched out his hand to pull Sang Li into his arms, and told her: "This is the school's flower garden. It looks unremarkable and muddy from the outside, so few people come here. I just broke in by accident, and I just walked in." I got to know the gardener here, Grandpa Ding. Grandpa Ding’s wife loved jasmine the most, so they planted a lot of jasmine here together.” He pointed to the pots of jasmine in front of him: "These are double-petaled jasmines, which usually bloom from eight to nine in the evening. They are flowers with strong vitality and are very suitable for cultivation. Making jasmine tea, when I was young, I always liked to watch it on the sidelines. I forgot to eat when I was fascinated by it. My mother would be anxious if she couldn’t find me. She even beat me about it, but I still didn’t tell She and I were in the flower garden. Until now, my mother didn't know that I liked coming here." He reached out to pick a jasmine flower and handed it to Sang Li, looked at her with a smile and asked, "Does it smell good?" Sang Li nodded in surprise. Under the moonlight, a girl in a white shirt and plaid skirt held a jasmine flower in her hand. Her eyes were bright, pure and beautiful like an angel.Her smile was radiant, and the dimples on her cheeks were faintly visible. In the sweltering wind of early autumn, she hit Xiang Ning's heart straight! Xiang Ning was slightly taken aback. It was just a moment, those emotions that had been suppressed for so long finally came roaring at this moment!Xiang Ning finally couldn't bear it anymore, and lowered his head to kiss the girl in front of him: her smooth forehead, the corners of her smiling eyes, her shallow dimples, her soft lips, all the way down, her slender neck, clear Her clavicle, her skin is delicate and elastic, like warm white porcelain... His breathing gradually became faster, his palms were hot, he could feel Sang Li's slight trembling, she hugged his waist tightly, and called him this for the first time: Xiang Ning, Xiang Ning... He looked into her eyes, the little girl's fearful and nervous eyes were full of pretentious bravery, the smile on her lips became stiff because of shyness, but she still worked hard to bloom, like a smile on a night in early September. Jasmine is full of light shyness.He kissed her neck, and he could even feel the thin sweat when their skin was pressed together.He hesitated for a while, and finally gently unbuttoned the small and simple white clothes on the girl's chest with trembling hands. He clutched the clothes around his waist tightly. The moment her fingers lightly touched his body through the clothes, Xiang Ning took a sharp breath and raised his head, but suddenly met the girl's throbbing and apprehensive eyes.It was also at that moment that he even saw his own faint reflection in Sang Li's pupils! Under the bright starry sky, all the tension and joy rushed to Xiang Ning's heart like volcanic lava in an instant, instructing him to lower his head and kiss her carefully but lingeringly... That day, he left a faint, faint butterfly-like mark on the delicate and soft skin of Sangli's chest.When he raised his head and saw the little dark red butterfly rising and falling with the girl's breathing, he finally admitted that his desire for Sang Li was far more than what he could imagine. ! However, he also knew that this was already the limit between him and her.He can no longer indulge himself, because he knows very well: Desire is like a bright red mandala flower, coquettish and seductive, but full of deadly threats. He can't hurt her, she is still so young, so beautiful. Sang Li - she is the baby in his heart. That night, the memory of the fragrance of jasmine flowers is the secret shared by Sang Li and Xiang Ning. It is a sweet and tender memory, but also a tacit secret. Such sweetness can easily make a young girl careless—when Sang Li called Nan Yang to report the change in her relationship with Xiang Ning, she didn't even think about why Nan Yang was depressed. She just told him with some hesitation and some joy like she did countless times when she was a child: "Brother, I have a boyfriend." Nan Yang was sweating profusely in his dormitory to cope with the "autumn tiger" in the humid air of the southern city. When he heard this sentence, he almost thought he heard it wrong. However, the long-accustomed role of "brother + father" quickly allowed him to find his own way of thinking: "How old are you, Xiao Li, and you fell in love when you just entered college? Isn't Xiang Ning's mother your teacher? I don't care about you." ?” There was some anxiety in his tone, but also some anger. Sang Li was so yelled at that he didn't dare to take a breath. After a while, he realized, "It's not a bad person..." "Bad? Do you know what is bad?" Nan Yang was very angry, "You are so young now, how can you have the ability to judge right from wrong? Is it really good if you look good? Don't let people sell it and count the money for them !" "Yes...Xiang Ning..." Sang Li muttered, and finally said it. "Who?" Nan Yang thought he heard it wrong again. "Xiang Ning." Sang Li said louder and clearly. Nan Yang was silent. Sang Li didn't know what to say, so he remained silent. It must have been a long time before I heard Nan Yang sigh: "Xiang Ning is too shameless, he doesn't talk about anything. I don't ask you too much, Xiang Ning has a sense of propriety, just don't affect your studies." Sang Li smiled slightly: "Brother, you are more like my father than my father." Nan Yang didn't speak. Sang Li didn't know that Nan Yang tossed and turned that night, and finally gave up this pancake-like hypnotic method in the middle of the night, got up and went to the balcony to smoke.He is not addicted to cigarettes, but he just wants to smoke for no reason tonight. A bright red light flickered on and off on the balcony. He raised his head, only to find that there was not even a single star in the night sky at two o'clock in the morning. He knew Xiang Ning too well!Xiang Ning is the kind of person who is cautious, but will be consistent once a decision is made.He didn't seem to have to worry about Xiang Ning being bad for Sang Li at all, nor did he need to worry about helping Sang Li fight the injustice.What he has to do, maybe just watch from a distance, give some applause and blessings when needed, and don't forget to give a red envelope when they achieve a positive result... It turned out that it was just a step late, and then it was a lifetime late. No matter, no matter!Nan Yang took a deep breath and extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand.The moment the last ray of light went out, he decided to play the role of "brother" well—maybe he had played this role for a long time, and he still had some fun in it! This is really a strange phenomenon. Originally, it stands to reason that he should feel a little bit of pain from losing his love, shouldn't he? So, does it mean that he doesn't love Sangli as much as he imagined? No, no, no... Nan Yang's mind is a little messed up: they have grown up together for eighteen years, just like trees and vines, they depend on each other, and it's hard to tell who is relying on whom.Their growth is entangled together, which is a little more ambiguous than family affection, and a little warmer than love, which is unclear and unclear.How could he not love Sang Li?It's not enough for him to love her with all his life! However, when he heard that she was in love, he felt painful loss and depressive regrets, but he didn't feel sad or heart-piercing depression... What does this mean? Thinking of this, Nan Yang felt a little confused, he couldn't help but punch the balcony railing in front of him, the cold texture instantly mixed with some pain and moved up the nerve endings sensitively. He looked up at the sky and finally sighed deeply. So be it, Nanyang thought: Since you can't let go all your life, you should always stand by her side, love her, and take care of her; since it's already a step too late, then don't talk much, as long as you stand by her side, you will be happy. it is good. A little farther than his lover, but always there - this position is the best position where he can see her clearly without hurting her. In Shanghai in September, under the cloud of low pressure, Nan Yang felt an unspeakable sadness for the first time. On Wednesday afternoon, it was still Sang Li's professional class.Guo Yunhua was late for class, and the 45-minute class was compressed into 30 minutes. Fortunately, it was "one-on-one", and Sang Li was smart and mastered it quickly. Before leaving, Guo Yunhua complained: "I am most afraid of these officials. When they assign tasks, everyone has to follow them." They are also familiar, and Sang Li dared to joke with her: "Uncle Xiang is also an official." Guo Yunhua stared: "If he comes, I won't serve him!" While talking, angrily packed up her things to go to the meeting, Sangli stood in the corridor and watched her go away, when she was about to turn around, someone patted her on the shoulder. Turning around, I saw Duan Rui, a senior sister who was two grades higher, and said hello: "Hello, senior sister." Duan Rui looked at the stairs: "Teacher Guo is gone?" "There must be another person from above," Sang Li sighed sympathetically, "It seems that there will be activities again." Duan Rui smacked her lips: "Well, our school is a complete mobile performance troupe." After thinking about it, I added: "By the way, after the performance, it can also be used for dinner parties, and beautiful women will appear on the stage, full of splendor." Sang Li smiled: "Senior sister, you really hit the nail on the head." Duan Rui shrugged: "Don't be surprised if you see the strangeness, the strangeness will defeat itself." After finishing speaking, she took Sang Li's arm and walked into the piano room, closing the door behind her, "I'm here to ask you to help me, junior sister." "What's wrong?" Sang Li didn't understand. "I work part-time at 'Zhongyue', that five-star hotel, where I play the piano every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday." "Oh—" Sang Li understood, the best five-star hotel in the city, who doesn't know?It turned out that Duan Rui was working part-time there. "But the first semester of senior year is about to take the postgraduate entrance examination, so I will go to the Central Conservatory of Music recently to contact the tutor." Duan Rui was a little helpless, "I originally wanted to resign, but after thinking about it, I will continue to work part-time Earn tuition fees, and besides, Zhongyue's salary is pretty good... I just thought, can you help me perform for a month?" Sang Li couldn't believe it: "But our department has many students who major in piano!" Duan Rui smiled, very straightforward and frank: "Junior Sister, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I don't want such a lucrative part-time job to be robbed by others, so I don't plan to consider piano learning. I heard that you are from the vocal music group. One of the few students who can be a companion for others? Just treat your senior sister as a favor, and the reward will definitely not be less for you. It will only take more than a month, and I will be back soon!" "How can I go to a five-star hotel at my level..." Sang Li found it inconceivable. "There aren't many people who can listen, you didn't see it, and there are not many people in the coffee shop there all day long," Duan Rui didn't care, "Just prepare a few easy-to-understand songs according to your usual level." Having said that, Sang Li could no longer push it away, and after thinking about it, he agreed: "Okay." Duan Rui was very happy that day and insisted on inviting Sang to the dumpling restaurant outside the school for dinner. Duan Rui is the standard long-legged, big-eyed beauty, tall, and walking on the street with a high spirit.In comparison