Chapter 61 Chapter 60 Classmates and Teenagers Are Not Cheap (No.327 - No.332)

When I was a sophomore, I liked to think about things when I was free.If Yu Huai suddenly appeared downstairs in our dormitory, how would I react?What if instead of coming to see me, he showed up at a high school reunion?What if I didn't even attend the party, and I just ran into him on the streets of Beijing? There are generally two types of plans, "Slap farewell to youth" and "If nothing happened is the greatest revenge".Sometimes I feel sad because of my obscenity, because in fact, Yu Huai and I are nothing, and what he didn't say to me may even be "Will you help me pass this love letter to Ling Xiangqian".Those intimate presumptuousness coming from the handset, the truth may be my own imaginative presumptuousness.

βThey won't feel angry because of Yu Huai's refusal to say goodbye, so why should I. Just like this, I lay on the dormitory bed and thought over and over again. On a summer night without air conditioning, I was sweating sticky because of an optimistic thought for a moment, and I was so cold because of a pessimistic idea in the next moment. If you think too much, you will be tired, too tired to remember. However, after many years, seeing him unprepared, I suddenly couldn't react. He couldn't even pronounce the word "Yu Huai". "Sister?" Lin Fan came out from the men's room and called me from behind.

I've never been so thankful that my parents are divorced.Otherwise, where did Lin Fan come from? Lin Fan looked at me, then at Yu Huai who was standing there blankly, and suddenly asked me in a low voice: "Let's get to know each other again, otherwise we won't be able to talk about it at the wedding. The toilet door? How embarrassing." "Did you also have two steel nails in your head?" I laughed angrily. After laughing, I finally came back to life. In the end, I didn't say anything or do anything. I smiled and nodded to Yu Huai, and then helped Lin Fan to walk to our ward.

The only regret is that Lin Fan walks too slowly, I always feel that there is a stare in my eyes, and my back is burning hot. I didn't look back.Not because I was afraid of seeing him, but because I was afraid that he was not actually looking at me. "Sister, what's the matter? Is your spring coming?" Lin Fan sat on the hospital bed, unwilling to lie down for a long time. "Give me sleep." "That man looks good, but he looks like a college student like me. You must ask clearly, otherwise it will be more difficult. Women earn more than men, and age faster than men. Such a family is not good. Stablize."

I reached out and poked the gauze at his collarbone lightly. Lin Fan fell down straight from the pain. After finally settling down this brat, I stretched my muscles and bones, picked up the bag containing the empty soup bowl and walked out. Yu Huai was standing at the door. We stood face to face for a while, he was wearing a black T-shirt and I was wearing a white shirt. The situation looked very much like an angel blocking the door of a ward and determined not to let death in. In the end, it was I who spoke politely first, in a very soft voice, for fear of waking up other people in the ward.

"I heard you went to the United States, how did you come back?" I haven't seen you in seven years, and the first sentence is so commonplace. Yes, otherwise, what else can I do, it's not acting in a TV series. We sat on the bench where I chatted with my dad in the afternoon.The hospital at night looks much quieter, and the hustle and bustle of the day conceals the nature of its life-and-death bridge, making it hard to be serious. So when I looked up at the Red Cross at night, I felt my insignificance. "I'm on summer vacation," Yu Huai said. "I haven't been home for more than a year. My mother is ill. I'm worried. Come back and have a look."

For some reason, I sensed that he was a little nervous. "What disease? Is it serious?" "Uremia." I was stunned, but found that I couldn't remember the aunt I only met once. "So what to do, weekly dialysis?" Yu Huai nodded: "Actually, I have already had a kidney transplant." I blinked: "Isn't that going to get better? I heard that many people have waited in line for several years for a kidney source. Your mother is really lucky. There is no unparalleled road. This only shows that the future will be more and more Well, don't you worry."

He turned to look at me, but I couldn't read his eyes. Yu Huai looked at me for a while, then suddenly smiled, and said, "Yes, it will definitely get better and better." There was the first brief silence between us. "I remember when I was in high school, your dad seemed to have been working in Africa, and now he is back?" I started to find a topic. "Yes, I'm getting old, and I applied for transfer back. I fell ill and was hospitalized last month." Why is he so unlucky? I was a little afraid to ask: "Is it serious?" "It's okay, there is no serious illness, but I am too tired, I fainted once, I will be fine after a rest, and I have been discharged from the hospital a long time ago."

I took a deep breath and nodded. It seems that there is nothing to say. Or, there are too many words, but because each sentence has been settled for too long, the words are disintegrated and stacked together, messing up the meaning.They are all soft, even when the internal organs are boiling, they can't pierce the smiling face I have cultivated in the past seven years. "I heard that you opened a studio. You have a lot of skills, you." Yu Huai suddenly patted me. It made me tremble all over.In the sweltering summer, my palms were warm, but I didn't escape. I shook my head and smiled modestly: "Who did you listen to? It's just a small fight to make ends meet. It's not that I just came back after I couldn't get along in Beijing. It's not bad if I don't crave the old."

Yu Huai hesitated to speak, what he wanted to say just now seemed to be blocked by my words. Is this the first time the topic has been broken? The two high school students who talked about everything back then are now approaching the age of three. After so many years, if I want to ask each other's stories, I am afraid that they will worry that the other party is too lazy to tell. Besides, does he really want to ask me?I smile. "How long will you be back?" He stared at his basketball shoes, as if he was thinking about something, before answering after a while: "Next week, next week."

"It's exhausting to be in such a hurry. How is life in America?" "good very good." I nod. I know what I should say next. I should say, let's have dinner together when you have time, and wish your mother a speedy recovery. I should say, take care, then I'll leave first and then contact you. But I can't say it. I actually coveted the feeling of sitting side by side, and I couldn't bear to leave forcefully.Things that used to be so common are now so rare. It was his cell phone that rang first.He picked up shyly, and it might be his dad on the phone, asking where he is. I signaled him to go back quickly. While listening to the phone, he looked at me, as if he had something to say, but turned around and left in the end. I sat on the bench and watched the familiar figure disappear into the inpatient building. Now I have changed a lot, for example, I am no longer curious about what he wants to say. It's just that no matter how calm I was, I rushed to the big wardrobe to look in the mirror as soon as I got home. I actually wore a dark blue sportswear that was uglier than pajamas today!The kind with white bars on the trouser line!What's with the hair?And the sweat and oil on this face! Fortunately, I was already too sleepy and tired, and I didn't have the energy to be depressed.I took a quick shower and fell on the bed before I could blow my hair out. Half asleep and half awake, this boring conversation with him played repeatedly in my mind many times: his complicated expressions, dry words...and that sudden, back-slapping compliment. I fell asleep thinking about it. Yu Huai's disappearance was like the first boot dropped from upstairs.His reappearance dropped the second boot.An indescribable tranquility swept over me. I didn't wake up until eleven o'clock in the morning. After two bites of food, I started a busy day.When people are busy, they are less likely to think wildly, the sun is clear, and sentimentality is tyrannical. When the photo was being retouched, the assistant called and said that he had received a new order, wedding photos, and the client would fly over from Beijing to negotiate next week, and he would stay here after the photo shoot. "Come here from Beijing and shoot here? What good scene do we have here? Are they from this city?" "I didn't ask. They said we would meet and talk after we came." "Don't ask this, don't ask that, what use do I want you to be, can you be a megaphone?" I almost dropped the phone. She wasn't afraid either, she was still laughing over there.My mother actually said that the fortune tellers predicted that I was a handsome talent. Now I understand why most fortune tellers are blind.Before others scold them, they must do their best. During the day, Aunt Qi was accompanying me, so only my dad and I were left for dinner at night. Due to my fierce backlash on the topic of Yu Huai last night, my dad was a little bit confused when he saw me today. The two of us were facing each other while we were eating porridge, and my dad suddenly found a topic: "It's almost time for Lin Fan to go back to school after he is discharged from the hospital. The new house is almost finished, and we will move as soon as he leaves. Those old papers, textbooks, etc., are so thick, and your Aunt Qi and I spent a whole afternoon tidying them up a few days ago." "No." I nodded. "You kept a lot of stuff from your tablemate." My dad laughed. I froze, and instantly became angry from embarrassment. "Who told you to touch my things!" I jumped up as if my tail was stepped on, "Can't you take a rest when you are about to retire? When you pack your things, you pack them, why are you still flipping through them! You are so free If you panic, go downstairs to do Tai Chi and dance "Can't afford to hurt", okay?!" Regardless of my dad's reaction, I rushed into my small room at the speed of light. The mess I stuffed in boxes under the bed was neatly organized in drawers and cabinets. For so many years, I have never drilled a Doraemon out of my drawer. When I opened the drawer, I saw a leather-wrapped math textbook lying on the top. The corners were frayed and yellowed, and the book cover was about to fail, so I carefully pasted it up with tape. Just because of the six words above.Four are correct and two are misspelled: "Yu Huai, five classes a year". My hand brushed lightly over the cover of the book. "Do you still need me to turn it over? Isn't that all written on the surface?" My dad pleaded very aggrieved at the door. My dad was supposed to be off tomorrow, but he should be handing over shifts to Aunt Qi tonight.But I insist on going. I don't mean to want to see Yu Huai.I really feel sorry for my dad. real. When I walked into the ward with my dad's new soybean spine soup, Lin Fan's expression was obviously about to vomit. "You guys really want me to die quickly with this greasy soup in the summer." Aunt Qi slapped Lin Fan on the forehead before he could finish speaking. "Bone soup is good for you, and it heals quickly. You think I'm happy to give it to you. There are ways to kill you. I can't make it up to myself." I put the lunch box on the table. "Mom, does my sister talk like that? You judge." "What's wrong? You deserve it." Aunt Qi glared at him, then turned to ask me, "Shouldn't your father come tonight? I heard from Lin Fan that you didn't come home until almost two o'clock yesterday. The nurse said hello, let them start the infusion early, and you go home and sleep early." "It's okay. I'm idle and I'm idle. You can go home quickly. You've been tired all day." Aunt Qi told Lin Fan to leave the hospital for a long time.I stared at Lin Fan as he finished a lunch box of soup, and only walked out of the ward after he started the infusion. In fact, I don't even know where to find Yu Huai, but I always feel that maybe I can meet again by chance.I didn't leave a call yesterday, and I won't take the initiative to call again if I did, but it's not too much to meet once, right? Thinking this way, I stopped a nurse at the door, and was about to ask her which wards the uremic patients lived in, when suddenly someone knocked on my head from behind. It was Yu Huai, who seemed to have just taken a shower, his hair was still a little wet, his face was a little red, and he looked refreshed. Yes, I laughed.He knew Lin Fan's ward, and it was far easier for him to find me than it was for me to find him. It is true now, and it was true in the past. He asked me if I had eaten, I thought about it and said no. We sat down at a Lanzhou ramen restaurant opposite the hospital, and each ordered a bowl of noodles and a few side dishes. "I haven't eaten Lanzhou noodles for a long time." I said. "Me too." He thought about it seriously, "the last time I ate...it seems to be the two of us together." "what?" "Go to New Oriental, remember, the one next to the Medical University." I looked up at him.I will think about every sentence he says now, such as whether it is intentional to mention the things we have experienced together in such an understatement. I nodded: "That one is more delicious, better than the current one." Yu Huai was very puzzled: "Is there?" Have.Because now I can't eat this one anymore. I changed the subject: "Did you have contact with our classmates when you were in the United States?" "No." Yu Huai shook his head. "why?" He just took a big mouthful of noodles, lowered his eyes and closed his mouth to chew, not knowing why he chewed so slowly. "No reason. There is no need for contact," he smiled unnaturally, "However, I guess you must still have a good relationship with Jian Jian and β. How are they now?" "Xu Yanliang passed the civil servant examination and went to Qingdao. Now he is working as a member of the Municipal Party Committee Office, and he is making great strides towards corruption. Jian Jian got a shit luck in the past, and he actually went to China's political law. Now he is a graduate student. Next year It’s time to graduate. β is still studying in the UK, and like Han Xu is in London. Zhang Ping’s son is four years old, and she finally gave up.” I frantically told him everything I knew. Yu Huai nodded, and he didn't have the slightest intention of picking someone to continue inquiring about the current situation.I don't know if he didn't care, or if he just knew. "Then how do you know I'm running a photography studio? Who told you that?" Yu Huai suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. "Google," he said simply. Then what should I say?Ok? "You searched for my name?" "……Ok." "why?" He raised his eyes to look at me, and suddenly stared at the remaining half of my bowl of noodles: "Aren't you hungry?" "Not very hungry." "Then give it to me. I'm very tired recently, and I get hungry very easily." Before I could stop him, he dragged my bowl over and continued to eat without hesitation. When I was in Tibet, Lao Fan also ate the highland barley cake that I had already bitten into, but my face was not as red as it is now. My emotional intelligence is back to high school.This is not good. After eating, Yu Huai rushed to pay the bill, but I didn't argue with him.He answered the phone and hurried back to the hospital. Before leaving, he asked me for my cell phone number.I watched him take out his iPhone, and suddenly a fire rushed to Tianling Gai. "PHS no longer available?" "It's been changed a long time ago." Yu Huai smiled at first, as if I asked a silly question, and then slowly realized it. He pursed his lips tightly, without saying a word, and he looked at me with emotions completely unfamiliar to me. It turned out to be a little pitiful.How could I feel sorry for Yu Huai?This kind of cognition makes me a little sad. I suddenly can't ask questions about those text messages and phone calls that have disappeared. I quickly reported a string of numbers.He still has a good memory for numbers, unlocking, pressing keys, without stopping to ask me again. In fact, I was able to do it in high school. When I was in junior high school without using a mobile phone, I could even recite a dozen commonly used landline numbers backwards.But now it’s completely gone. I forget a string of numbers in my head. I often look for the phone while holding the phone, and look for the lens cover with the lens cap on. Time was really kind to him. Then I thought about it, people in the United States have to go to the laboratory every day, what should I do if my brain is not working well, maybe it will kill someone. He smiled at me, opened the store door and just took a step, then turned around and asked, "Have you been filming recently?" I nodded: "The day after tomorrow, go to the sculpture park and take intimate photos of three girls who just graduated from high school." "Can I go and see?" "Why, want to pick up a girl?" "It's better to pick up those girls..." He was already grinning, but suddenly realized what he said instinctively, and his whole expression froze. Why not soak in something?What to drink?talk! ! ! "Then call. Tell me the time and place, and I'll see you." He left after speaking. I stared at the door rattling back and forth, and couldn't help but giggle. But I can't. What the hell am I doing?Just like two old classmates reunited in such a muddle, chatting with each other, recalling the ignorant youth in the past, lusting for the unfinished ambiguity, remembering to eat or not, and then what?Next week, a talented student will fly back to the United States for further study, what should I do?Immersed in the past and stick to the cold kiln for eighteen years?Wang Baochuan is also a married woman after all, she got a certificate!What am I? Although the sadness brought to me by leaving without saying goodbye and not hearing from him back then has faded to the point where I can’t feel the original flavor after seven years, but at least, I am no longer foolishly following behind him, moving the little boy around me. The girl who is infinitely magnified with the little evil. Time let him go, but not me.