Chapter 15 13.bunny boy

Until the early autumn when she was 18 years old, Tang Xiao quietly formed a band with a few boys who were close to her.She never tires of telling me about them, and they fascinate her more than all the idols she liked as a child.Later she took me to see them.That day, her eyes were filled with beautiful light like rainbow clouds. When she talked about their drummer, she said that he wanted to meet her cousin very much. "Drummer?" I asked. "Yeah, he's great." Tang Xiao was in high spirits. On a cloudy afternoon, she excitedly grabbed my hand and led me to their rehearsal room—an abandoned dance studio.

The dance studio was filled with worn-out sports equipment, vaulting horses with broken legs, deflated gray volleyballs, and batons that looked like half logs.On the wall is an oval clock with small red characters celebrating the 70th anniversary of the founding of the school.I can imagine the scene when our principal, who was in his prime, solemnly awarded it to the sports room 20 years ago.This wooden box full of time is close to the sound of internal parts friction, it seems to be twice as slow as ordinary clocks.After Tang Xiao led me in, he went to talk to the bass player. Bass hand's eyes are triangular, with long eyelashes, and he speaks very slowly.In fact, I found that people in this band speak very slowly, including Tang Xiao.They are perfect for this room, and for being with the clock in this room, they all go twice as slow as normal.The window on the left was wide open, but it was still very dark.The morning light slowly poured in with the dust in its mouth.Well, even the light and the dust in this room are so slow.

I sat down on an old three-legged stool, chewing a piece of orange-flavored bubble gum that was very popular that year.I looked around and saw their drums, huddled behind a wooden table like a pale orphan, and I remembered what Tang Xiao said, drummers were often absent.Because it is a dance studio, there is a broken mirror in the room facing the window.The mirror seemed so tired that I could barely make out what image it was reflecting.Tang Xiao and Bass spoke slowly, they were both absent-minded, but they still said so, looking into each other's eyes intentionally or unintentionally. I got up and looked around to see if there was anything else to play with.There are their schoolbags in one corner.I saw three of them, and one belonged to Tang Xiao. Tang Xiao's schoolbag was made of calico, which was very impractical and could only hold few books, so Tang Xiao often stuffed books into my backpack recklessly.At this moment, Tang Xiao's apple-colored schoolbag was leaning softly on top of the other schoolbag, like a puppet that couldn't support its head.That schoolbag is from Jansport.Wheat yellow, big letters, lots of pockets.It is very clean, and there is a small tag pinned on the small pocket, a little puppet is held on the lock, smiling eyebrows, and wearing a small embroidered gauze skirt. I can’t tell the difference between this doll, but I am very happy. I like it, I can't help but reach out and grab the puppet's hand.

It rained, suddenly.I saw the rain rushing in, but nothing changed: Tang Xiao was still talking to the bass player, who was drawing the blueprint of the band, I could tell from Tang Xiao's expression that Tang Xiao didn't trust everything the bass player said, but she Clearly didn't hate his unrealism.It is not necessary to make people believe when things are said, it is to make everyone feel refreshed.Well, yes, on a rainy day, let's talk about fantasy, if the rain on the eaves washes away the madness, who remembers?Who remembers it!The clock is still slow, and the mirror is still as indistinguishable as a cloudy pupil.

Suddenly a person rushed in.I know he should be the drummer, I have never met a drummer, but Tang Xiao often mentions it.Tang Xiao used a lot of nice words to build up the image of the drummer in my heart.Yes, the drummer is tall and wears a long black trench coat.He has a pair of alert ears, red eyes, like a rabbit in a black coat. The drummer has canine teeth, and I quickly discovered this because he smiled at Tang Xiao as soon as he came in. Tang Xiao's expression at that moment made me quickly judge: Tang Xiao, fell in love with the drummer.Her face was already completely lit by those burning eyes.She imitated the appearance of an angel with flapping wings and stood in front of the drummer.It reminded me of Holly Hunter's tiny eleven-year-old daughter, Anna Paquin, in the Australian movie "The Piano Lesson," standing in the rain with her mouth open and screaming with muddy, rough cotton wings.

As soon as the drummer came, the atmosphere in the whole room immediately became lively and lively. The drummer also seems to be a winged person.He has a pair of wings that can easily pass the crowd, he can jump lightly, and he is on his stage.How much he loves acting. My first impression of the drummer was a rabbit with a slightly sad expression and a soft posture. A long time later, on a rainy evening, I saw the drummer write this diary: Ah, dear, how do we commemorate all the fairy tales with long ears. I tore off his diary, stuffed it in my pocket, and went to the store opposite the school to buy ice cream as if nothing had happened.In fact, I was very excited.I don't know how to commemorate it, but I remember the first time I saw the drummer.The drummer is indeed like a rabbit.He is as sensitive and kind as a rabbit.It rained heavily that day, and that page of the diary was wet together with my pants.Since then, the handwriting in blue pen has been printed on the crumpled linen trousers.Fairy with long ears seeps into the cotton fibers.how nice.It always stays close to my skin when I wear it again.

Back to that rainy afternoon.Dance room.The first sight of love.When Tang Xiao saw him, he quickly pulled me over and introduced me to the drummer. The drummer's expression at this time was rather strange.He looked at me for a few seconds, then slowly turned his gaze out of the window, and said quietly, Hello, Du Wanwan. I said hello. The drummer suddenly said that he was leaving. Tang Xiao said anxiously, it's raining, where are you going?Do you still have rehearsals today? The drummer said, I'm going to buy a new speaker.No rehearsal today. The winged man lifted his wheat-yellow Jansport schoolbag—the puppet was still dancing on it.He walked to the door.The drummer walks in fine steps.Be careful.I saw Tang Xiao's heart follow him into the heavy rain.Then fold back.The wet heart calmed down little by little in the dance studio.She said slowly, he is also true.

Bass was a little frustrated and decided to go home in the rain. He rolled up his trousers and reminded Tang Xiao to lock the door when he left.He suddenly became ill-tempered at that moment, and this is what he said: "Remember to lock the door! Don't think that no one will steal it because it's so old. If you lose something, Mr. Zhao will never lend us this place." He left viciously. Tang Xiao went to the corner to pick up her schoolbag. My orange bubble gum has gone stale, but I'm going to spit it out later because I don't want it to get so much rain. One day after a week, I was in the classroom writing an article for a newspaper visit to a Luocheng bar. Tang Xiao walked in through the back door, patted me, and said to me:

"Our great drummer is waiting for you outside." drummer?I was amazed and wondered what this strange boy could have said to me.I asked: "Why do you want to see me?" "How would I know?" Tang Xiao said in a sour tone.She followed me, and when I was about to go out, she seemed to want to go out with me.But she hesitated, and still did not follow me. A drummer in a blue dress stands in a school corridor.His body proportions are obviously out of balance, with a large head and relatively slender limbs.But I deeply believe that boys with big heads are smart.Everyone in the corridor looked at him.His blue suit was very showy, with twine patches and very long sleeves.He also wore cuffed jeans that were popular among girls that year.But he looks really nice in it.I've seen his blue clothes before. At that time, Tang Xiao and I both liked to go shopping on Hushan Road.The female shopkeepers in the Hushan Road shop almost all wore dark lipsticks and their eyelids were green that season.We all feel that they are not very creative, but we still like to sneak into their stores to find new things.I've definitely seen this blue dress before, it's a new arrival this fall from that shop called "Naqi's".Because of the flap pockets with so many colorful twine sleeves, I was wondering if I would look like a finned tropical fish.

The drummer is wearing it at this time, standing by the window.I suddenly had a hallucination.The windows are glass fish tanks.Creeper is an aquatic plant.We are all underwater.I suddenly remembered what I read in a novel by an unknown author in the school magazine. He said that he wanted to go with his lover to a place with piglets and goldfish, and live a humid life surrounded by aquatic plants.When I saw this sentence, my feet moved slightly under the table, and I found that this unknown life seemed to tempt me a little, making me want to go too.The scene at this time happened to be quite consistent with the artistic conception in the novel.

It was only later that I learned from Tang Xiao that the anonymous author was the drummer. But the truth is, I don't know where the piglets and goldfish live, whether it's wet or not, or whether they're covered in aquatic plants.I also don't know who the drummer's lover is.Is it Tang Xiao?I only met the drummer once.I saw one of his articles in the school magazine.My understanding of him comes entirely from Tang Xiao.But now he came to look for me at the gate of my class. The drummer said: Du Wanwan. I said: Huh? The drummer said again: Du Wanwan, let's go for a walk. I nodded, followed behind him, and walked out the door. Out of the gate, the drummer called me again: Du Wanwan. Ok?I answered him, feeling amused because his tone was surprisingly serious, as if he was standing on a solemn podium. Du Wanwan, are you from Licheng?The drummer finally asked. This originally ordinary question had rich meanings under his expression.I slowly tightened the smile on my face, and my whole body was tensed.I looked at the boy again with my eyes wide open, and I thought I understood something. Du Wanwan, I'm Ji Yan.I'm sorry, but I told Tang Xiao not to mention my name to you.He said, he finally said, it was exactly what I thought.This boy is my dear kindergarten friend Ji Yan. Oh, Ji Yan, so it is.The drummer is Ji Yan.are we friends?Is it an enemy?I tried hard to think about what happened the last time I saw Ji Yan, and I recalled Ji Yan's expression at that time, he was looking at me full of fear and resentment, behind him was the swing that was still swaying slowly , in front of him was Duan Xiaomu lying unconscious in a pool of blood.I also remembered that when I walked out of the kindergarten gate, he called me in despair: "Why did you want to harm her?" This sentence has been clear for ten years, and it has accumulated in my heart. I took a deep breath, no wonder, when I saw Ji Yan again, I always felt that this strange man was pulling me with his strange expression, as if I was inextricably linked with him. "Why didn't you say goodbye to everyone and left Licheng? I went to your house to look for you later, and your father said that you came to Luocheng." Ji Yan walked around from behind me to the front of me, with a flat and slightly reproachful voice Tone said. I sneered a few times.In my opinion, his problem is that he asked the question knowingly, asking the teacher for the crime.When Ji Yan didn't mention that he was Ji Yan, when I only knew him as a strange boy whose name was "Drummer", I was full of affection for him.When he stood at the door of my classroom, he looked as glamorous as a little man on a poker card from a distance. When I walked towards him, I had a joy that I had never had in many years.But he is Ji Yan, he is Ji Yan who knows all my ugly history. Ji Yan's mouth slowly opened. He wanted to speak, but he hesitated.Now he parted his lips slowly.But me, but I don't want to hear anything.He will accuse me and condemn me.Now he is trying to dig up something I have buried for a long time, which seems to me as hateful as digging up my ancestral grave.I shook my head, I think it's better to pretend that this damn meeting didn't happen, the drummer is a distant stranger who has nothing to do with me, and Ji Yan is an old friend before he was six years old, and we will never meet again. "I don't know Ji Yan, who is he?" I shook my head and dealt with him with this absolutely unwise answer, then I turned around and ran away.Ji Yan didn't chase me anymore.He let out a sigh of broken trees and flowers behind me.He was as sad as if he couldn't save a criminal who insisted on not turning back.But I have to stay far away from you, be it the drummer or Ji Yan.Who will believe what I say about the devil?So no one will understand me, forgive me. After I ran back, Tang Xiao immediately asked me with concern: "What did he tell you?" "nothing." After I finished speaking, I saw Tang Xiao's very frustrated and aggrieved expression.That sour look was eating my jealousy.My already bad mood got worse.I said irritably: "He and I were in the same kindergarten. He recognized me. Are you satisfied with this answer?" Tang Xiao lowered her head, but she still whispered unwillingly: "Then you can talk a lot. Let's recall a lot of childhood together." She tentatively. I was finally irritated and shouted at Tang Xiao: I hate him as a person.Hated it since I was a kid, always hated it. "I got angry at Tang Xiao again. Tang Xiao was startled, and she slowly retreated from my sight. While sleeping, Tang Xiao whispered next to my ear in a hoarse voice: "Sister, I have a beautiful dream——how I hope that one day Ji Yan can fall in love with me." Under the moonlight, I saw such a bright and beautiful face. My cousin loved someone so frankly that it made her The whole person carried the seductive affection of that girl. "Tang Xiao, this has nothing to do with me." I said patiently, turning my back to Tang Xiao.My dear cousin, please forgive me, I can't think about things related to Ji Yan, because he is Ji Yan.I have dreams every night now, and every night is a nightmare: swinging on a swing, an angry boy, a girl in a pool of blood, me who is still in shock and can't stop running.