Chapter 44 Chapter Forty-Four

The rain fell one drop after another, so clearly heard in the middle of the night.This rain cloud must have followed him all the way from Hong Kong to Shanghai.However, after it landed in Shanghai, its power weakened a lot, from a loud string to a small string, and it has probably stopped at this moment, and the echo is only the stagnant water flowing from the eaves. Li Weilian was sitting under the window of "Twin Sisters 1919". It was almost early morning. Occasionally, a faint yellow car light came in from the window, and was transformed into broken light and shadow by the water stains on the window. flashed out in the store.

Intermittent sobs and sobs could be heard from the second floor from time to time, but no sound could interrupt Li Weilian's memories of the past. His whole body and mind followed the soul that had just passed away, intoxicated in the eternal silence, as if waiting for nothing again. Before dawn came. In the first English class after the summer vacation, a female teacher in a dark green long-sleeved dress walked into the classroom of the second grade of junior high school.She stood still in front of the podium, feeling the innocent and curious eyes of the audience, feeling nervous and joyful in her heart.

The female teacher started the lesson.In fact, she has just returned to Shanghai not long ago. During the years in the countryside, she almost lost hope in life. She really did not expect to be able to speak English again today, and even to be able to teach... The excitement of being reborn made her short of breath , Her throat was astringent, and she didn't speak the first few words fluently. Is she too sensitive?Why did a pair of clear eyes flash across her face, but made her inexplicably nervous, as if someone had done something wrong and was found out.how is this possible?The room was full of urchins who were only in their teens. Their entire primary school years were spent in disorder, and it was almost impossible for them to learn any real knowledge.

She adjusted her mood and continued to class.The beautiful language she loves has been melted in her blood. After the initial stagnation, she gradually became able to speak freely.Suddenly, she felt those gazes again, this time full of frank joy, the female teacher's heart beat faster, and she quietly searched for the owner of the gaze... She saw it, the one sitting by the window in the last row The boy, that's him!In her eyes, he was clearly a little boy, but he had an outstanding appearance and temperament. In the following time, the female teacher experienced the secret interaction that existed all the time while teaching the class, and felt incredible.When class was over, she assigned the homework of copying words and sentences. When she left the class, she looked at the boy. He had lowered his head and started writing seriously.

Instead of doing the required homework at all, he wrote a small essay in English describing his first class with a female teacher.The choice of words and sentences are still a bit jerky, but the female teacher is amazed by the gifted sense of language.She corrected this small article very seriously, and left him a topic for his next writing at the end of the article. From then on, the student's English homework is unique, and the female teacher has a secret bosom friend in class. The autumn wind has just blown for a few nights, and the sidewalk is covered with thick sycamore leaves.The female teacher was wearing a black and white jacquard sweater and a long camel woolen skirt, which made her look even more graceful among the gray-faced pedestrians on the street.She identified the house number and walked slowly towards the depths of the alley.

There was the sound of rushing water ahead, and the female teacher stopped and looked at the boy who was doing laundry in front of the open-air bucket in surprise. "Teacher!" He also found her, yelled and stood there in a daze, forgetting to take back the hand holding the wet clothes, which was flushed red from the cold water. "I'm here to visit, is there anyone at home?" The female teacher smiled softly at him, trying to speak as kindly as possible.In fact, she has already understood his life experience, fully aware that his parents went to Hong Kong when he was in the first year of junior high school, and now he is staying in Shanghai alone, and also understands the relationship between his family, the Yuan family and even her own family. The twists and turns in between.Therefore, in her heart, she felt pity for this boy. Today, she came here to see how this thirteen-year-old boy lived alone.

The boy's eyes are not brown and black like ordinary Chinese, but clear dark blue.He looked at the female teacher with such a pair of very special beautiful eyes, and replied softly: "Teacher, I am the only one in my family." This frank and slightly shy appearance made the female teacher tremble in her heart, and she couldn't help holding the boy's red hand: "It's okay, the teacher can come and see you." The house was beyond her expectation. The boy asked the teacher to sit down at the table and poured a cup of hot water in front of her: "Teacher, please drink water."

"Is this the only room in your house?" "There used to be two big rooms. When my parents left, the government replaced them with this small room, saying it was enough for me to live in alone." The female teacher looked around, and there was a black and white photo of a family of five hanging on the wall.Her eyes lingered on the mother's absolutely beautiful face for a long time. Her pupils were also dark blue, but much lighter than the boy's. Even in the black and white photos, they looked different. "You look a lot like your mother, don't you?"

He lowered his head and didn't answer.In fact, the female teacher wants to ask, why is your mother willing to leave you here alone, how can she be so ruthless? She changed the subject: "You wash the clothes yourself, so what about eating?" "I can cook myself." Every time he looked at her before he spoke, what a good upbringing... But the female teacher felt sore, he was only as old as her own daughter, she really wanted to treat this boy Hold him in your arms and give him the warmest mother's hug. Instead of doing this, she said, "Your English is very good. What you learn in class is not suitable for you. From now on, you come to my house every Sunday, and I will give you special tutoring."

"Really?" The boy's eyes lit up: "Great! Teacher, thank you!" During the first tutoring session, she prepared a lot of delicious food. The boy hadn't gotten rid of his restraint yet, so he didn't eat much.During that counseling session, she hugged him. She thought it would be the release of pure maternal love, but in fact, she experienced another wonderful feeling, which made her unable to control herself.The female teacher felt such strong guilt that she never hugged the boy again in subsequent counseling sessions. She ordered herself to care for him, love him, and teach him like a real mother.The boy is extremely smart, and he cooperates with the female teacher very well, making her feel that all her painstaking efforts are producing the best results.

The only problem between them is the female teacher's daughter. Ever since she found out that the boy came home every week, she tried every means to stay at home during this time. The female teacher specially enrolled her in the calligraphy and painting class of the Children's Palace. Skipping class is waiting for the boy in the alley near the house.Later, even the female teacher didn't know what trick the boy was playing, and the daughter stopped harassing their reunion.But the female teacher saw in the class that the daughter cast undisguised envious glances at the boy from time to time. The daughter and the boy entered the third grade together, and he has grown up a lot without knowing it.The female teacher found that he was becoming more and more likable. One moment ago, his expression was still immature and youthful as a boy, but in the next second, there was a little man's charm in his smile. This kind of hidden temptation made her Almost unbearable.At the same time, more and more young girls surrounded him, their expressions full of obsession.The female teacher began to be in a dilemma. She felt that the weekend tutoring class should be interrupted, but as long as she was in front of him, she would never say this. The final exams before the winter break are coming.The female teacher was preparing the test questions in the office, and the daughter ran in crying: "Mom, mom! He, he passed out!" he? !The female teacher's head buzzed, and she finally found out that the boy, who had always been excellent in sports, vomited violently on the side of the track and passed out after running 1,500 meters in the sports meeting.She rushed to the infirmary to inquire, and it turned out that the boy had acute pneumonia and had already been sent to the hospital. She went straight to the boy's house after get off work. "Haven't you always been in great shape? How did you do this?" The female teacher was so distressed that she asked the boy who was lying on the bed. "Teacher..." he called her, sounding very weak, "I'll be fine soon, definitely...don't delay the final exam..." "Who is telling you about the final exam!" The female teacher sat on the edge of the bed and bent down to look at his pale face. "Where is the rice at home? I'll cook porridge for you. It's too late today. I'll bring you some tomorrow." Here comes the meat floss, tell me what else you want to eat, I will make it..." "Teacher..." He called again in a low voice, this time with a little coquettish taste.The female teacher's heart softened. She was looking around and was about to get up to do something, but he grabbed her hand. His palms were a little hot, probably because the heat hadn't subsided.This little bit of heat quickly spread all over the female teacher's body, and she suddenly blushed like a girl. The female teacher was ashamed, she wanted to let go of the boy's hand, but how could she not let go. Throughout the week, the female teacher came to take care of the boy after get off work every day, cooking for him, washing, washing and cleaning the room, and stayed until the boy fell asleep before leaving.He was really strong, and with good care he recovered fairly quickly.Although the doctor told him to continue to rest for a period of time, the boy returned to school to take the final exam, and as usual, he got the first place in the whole grade. On the first Sunday of winter vacation, the boy came to the female teacher's house again.This time he stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly.The fresh and pure masculine power was transmitted from his arms to her body, igniting all the woman's love desires and awakening her sleeping soul.From then on, she completely gave up the idea of ​​suspending the tutoring class. She was already in a daze, and she couldn't leave him anymore. She wished she could spend every second with the boy. No standards of morality and human relations could restrain the raging fire. Burning with passion. Senior one, senior two, senior three... the world around them was cruel and crazy in the early years, and noisy and chaotic in the later years. Only they are blessed to compose love songs in the most peaceful years.The "counseling" every Sunday morning is regardless of the weather, rain or cold, but how can this short half-day lingering satisfy the increasingly fanatical love. They began to look for every opportunity to get together. "Is there a cut for foreign exchange certificates? Is there a cut for foreign exchange certificates?" As soon as the female teacher walked out of the gate of the Friendship Store, the scalper, hunched over and with his hands in his pockets, came to her side. She ignored them and walked straight ahead.There were also foreigners walking out of the shop with large bags and small bags. In the small garden a few steps away, there were many young people sitting or standing in twos and threes. Whenever they saw foreigners, they whistled and booed one after another. This situation is really weird, foreigners are used to this kind of battle, they all calmly waved to the group of young people watching the excitement.The female teacher walked by this group of people, and suddenly she lightened her hand, and the heavy cloth bag fell into the hands of others, and she heard a soft sentence: "Is there a foreign exchange certificate?" She suppressed her laugh, and looked at him who was blending into the crowd with a cloth bag.Although he intentionally imitated others and swayed here and there, his demeanor was completely different from those around him.The female teacher almost laughed out loud, and hastily crossed the road diagonally.He walked across the street for a short distance, but he gave up imitating, stopped to look into the cloth bag, then raised his head and smiled at her across the road. This is how they went shopping, walking on both sides of the same road, keeping a close distance.The Friendship Store is a place he often visits, because he has the foreign exchange sent by his parents from Hong Kong, and he gives it all to the female teacher, and she is responsible for purchasing things they both like, and then enjoy them together.Today's cloth bag contains Colombian coffee beans, butter, peanut butter and cold cuts, as well as fresh toast. Not far from the Friendship Store, the street became very quiet.The female teacher walked in front and felt his footsteps across the street with her heart. She thought, happiness must be like this, it seems to be within reach, but elusive.She didn't dare to ask for more, she only hoped that this moment would last forever and sink into the deepest part of her memory with the years. Thinking of her like this made her a little sad, no, why should she be sad?Romantic dating is just beginning.Walking through three intersections is the movie theater. He has bought movie tickets a long time ago, and they each hold one. It is still the female teacher who enters first and sits down.It wasn't until halfway through the news clips before the feature film that someone came over quietly in the black and white flickering light and shadow, and sat down on the empty seat beside her.They didn't even look at each other, and they never talked, but their love became more and more intense as they tried their best to restrain themselves. Just a slight touch of their hands was enough to drive them crazy. "...I don't want to call you teacher anymore." That time, she was still immersed in the extremely comfortable weakness after sex, and heard him say this in a daze. "What's that called?" "Of course it's called... Huiru!" She broke free from his arms, turned her face to look at him: "how can this work?" "Why not? We are only called Huiru when we are alone together." He spoke as if he was lecturing an ignorant little girl. The female teacher stared blankly at his eyes. As he grew older, the blue color in these eyes gradually faded and became darker and darker.She began to be afraid to look at this unfathomable darkness, as if there was a power in it that could directly suck away her soul. "No way... When you get used to it, maybe you call it like that in front of people, that would be terrible!" "What's so bad? Call it out and call it out!" The female teacher gently stroked his cheek: "This is really not good... be good, be obedient." He was silent for a while: "Well, I won't be called Huiru." She was relieved, but she heard him say again: "But I definitely don't call you Teacher either. I'll just call you...Mom! " As soon as the female teacher was taken aback, he hugged her tightly and shouted in her ear: "Mom, mom, mom!..." "My God!" She was panicked, and hurriedly covered his mouth, "William, my good Willian! Please, please stop screaming!" He looked at her provocatively: "Whether it's called Mom or Huiru, you decide for yourself!" She sighed a long time, her voice was so low that she could hardly hear it: "Then, let's call her Huiru..." "That's right!" He laughed contentedly, "Hui Ru, dear Hui Ru, the person I love the most, the person I love the most." A deep kiss was imprinted on the female teacher's lips, and her tears rolled down. "Why are you crying? Did I make you unhappy?" He slightly relaxed his embrace and asked seriously. How can she explain it?The female teacher looked at his youthful face. Even if she tried her best, she couldn't love enough. How could he understand her desperate love when he was still so young? She thought over and over again before she opened her mouth: "Weilian, can you promise me one thing?" "Well, what's the matter?" Tears were about to come out again, and she tried her best to hold back her tears: "Wei Lian, I, I am more than twenty years older than you, and will soon grow old and become an old woman. But you will grow cuter and cuter, and there will be many Many women fall in love with you... Wei Lian, one day you will hate me and want to leave me... This is also a natural result, I understand very very much, and I will never blame you." He frowned like If she wanted to say something, she shook her head at him, motioning him to listen to herself first, "William, someday you want to leave me, don't hesitate, just leave if you want. Just remember one thing: I'm older than you So many, I will definitely die before you. I just want you to promise me that when I die, you will be by my side, okay?" He didn't make a sound for a long time, as if trying to think about something. Finally he raised his eyes and looked at her quietly: "If this can make you happy, okay, I promise you." "Yeah!" She smiled with tears in her eyes and nodded vigorously. But he didn't smile, he just stretched out his arms and took her into his arms again: "I agree to your request, not because of what you said just now, those are all nonsense. I agree to your request only because—— I am a man, and you are a woman. I am a man who loves you, and you are a woman I love. Therefore, I agree that you die before me." ——I am the man who loves you, and you are the woman I love.That's why I agree that you die before me. What a mouthful of language, what a strange expression, but it is his eternal commitment to love.He once thought she could understand, but in fact she still didn't understand him.Perhaps, the deeper the love, the deeper the misunderstanding. Just today, he finally fulfilled the promise he made many years ago, but this way of saying goodbye was definitely not what he could have imagined at the beginning.Just now he was guarding Yin Huiru's side, holding her hand tightly, and seeing her take her last breath, he couldn't even be sure that he was still guarding the person he loved before? Yin Huiru committed suicide by jumping from the building of Huahai Middle School a week after Li Weilian left for Hong Kong.Why did she have to wait for a week? Li Weilian later guessed that she probably wanted to make sure that he had arrived in Hong Kong safely before leaving this world without any worries. When they bid farewell in the downpour by the sea in 1984, Li Weilian believed that she was a selfish and cowardly woman. After many years, he returned to Shanghai. When he saw her with her body and her soul forever lost, his heart ached. He found that she was so brave, far beyond his imagination. You are really the stupidest woman in the world, and also the most heartless woman... He wiped away tears with a handkerchief.Li Weilian hated crying, and among the few times he cried since childhood, most of his tears were for this woman. Fortunately, this time is the last time after all. Even this handkerchief was bought by Yin Huiru from the Friendship Store.She had been talking excitedly to him for a long time that day, telling him how she had lingered at the counter selling suits, shirts and ties, imagining how she would dress up her best Willem with these clothes, until he was drowsy. Finally, she took out the handkerchief and gave it to him as if offering a treasure, and showed him the corner of the handkerchief, where she embroidered his name—Villian with blue silk thread stitch by stitch.He only gave it a mischievous glance, and then he was thrown back and forth with a smile.He said that the handkerchief reminded him of the bear handkerchief his mother gave him to wipe his nose when he was in kindergarten, and it also had "William" embroidered on the corner. Teacher... Mom... Huiru...