Chapter 22 20.The eaves where we meet

I haven't been home for many weekends since then.Usually I bring no more than three clothes to school a week, so now I only have three.The paint was running out and there was no money to spare.But I don't want to leave here for a moment, and I don't want to let the person who came to look for me go to nothing.I'm like an empty, idiotic flower, waiting for the arrival of the flower viewer from day to night with my neck propped up.The last time he came, he kissed the flowers, which are unforgettable for the flowers. The campus is not very big, but I have never met Ji Yan.Tang Xiao came back every night, getting up late and going to bed late.She likes to make phone calls late at night—whether those words are addressed to the person on the other end of the line, or to me, I still don't know.She always said that their band was rehearsing again today, and it was very happy, and she always emphasized that it was very happy.She was trying to make it clear to me that she had been with Drummer Darling all night.But I always suspected that she was lying, she was talking in her own sleep from beginning to end.

It was another rainy evening, and I felt very sad.I haven't seen Ji Yan for two weeks.Now I am homeless and penniless like an orphan.I just want to see Ji Yan very much, I will have a home when I see him, I comfort myself by thinking this way.So there is strength and courage. During the elective class, I went to the classroom where he was teaching to find him.Few people went to that class, and I saw that he was not there at the door.But I saw his backpack, so I went in and sat down next to his seat.His diary was placed impressively on the table, a beautiful little thing in a brown copper case.I held it in my hands, eager to see what was written in it.Most importantly, with or without me.

I didn't care anymore, I opened the book.Each page inside is not dated.Just continued with some fragmentary words in disorder.But I still keenly found that it was indeed written for me.He wrote: "Ah, dear, how do we remember all the fairy tales with long ears." This reminds me of the scene when I reunited with him, with his sharp ears and sad expression, like a hurt rabbit Walked by me the same way.How attractive he is to me.Yes, why lie to yourself?The first day when I reunited with him seemed to be filled with unspeakable love in this life and past lives. As early as that time, I was obsessed with this drummer, the old man, the person who hurt me and loved me.He went on to write:

"Today I saw a girl I had known before. Her brows and eyes were as cold as frost, and only her gentle face looked like the old smile. Suddenly I trembled. She was Wanwan on the swing. About what she did I have never forgotten the matter, and I also thought that when I saw her again, I would scold her, reprimand her, arrest her and apologize to Xiao Mu. However, before I did these things, I fell in love with her first ..." "...the last scene of childhood did not conform to the arrangement of the fairy tale. She threw away the blood and ran away. I looked at the little girl lying in the pool of blood, swinging endlessly, and saw her running away for the last time. I just know that the story can no longer be written like a fairy tale. In the end, the prince and princess failed to spend their lives together happily. They separated with hatred and could never get together. She ran away in a panic at the moment of last resort just like Cinderella But she didn't leave me a hopeful glass slipper, but a mess of blood and wounded people waiting for me to clean up."

"... It is not my wish to put her in the church. I just hope that she can wake up quickly, so that we can get rid of the resentment among us, and love each other well. When she cried in the church, my heart Immediately it was full of cracks, and it was about to be completely broken. I hope the gods in the sky will protect her well. I sat at the door of the church and stayed up all night. I just want to accompany her through the difficulties. I think everything will be fine. She will transform If you become a completely kind girl, we can love each other well. I am sorry for her today, but I want to tell her that in the future, in many, many days to come, I will make it up to you. "

"Her hand hurt today. The poor girl has been tortured out of her mind. She stabbed glass in her body. I carried her and ran to the hospital. I thought, I love her, does she know that? Is she important? Will it help her in the slightest? I couldn't keep looking at her by the bed, and a strong sense of responsibility drove me to go back to Licheng to visit Xiaomu, but the days I went there were never peaceful, as if Wan seems to be calling me all the time. Her voice is sad and full of despair. I can't wait for a moment to go back." "I hurt Tang Xiao again. In fact, she is very similar to her cousin. She also has a distinct personality, sometimes fierce and sometimes gentle. I love these things very much. But I can no longer transfer a little love to her. In my body, Wanwan cannot be replaced by anyone similar, she is the little princess I have to love, poor little one. Forgive, forgive, Tang Xiao."

... ... I'm so sad, I can't watch it anymore.As if wanting to leave a voucher, I tore off the first page suddenly, stuffed it into my trousers pocket, and ran out.I was very calm on the surface, but I was very excited inside.I pretended that nothing had happened, went out of the school gate and crossed the road, bought an ice cream on the opposite side, sat on the side of the road and ate it very quickly, because my body was full of heat gushing out continuously.However, my heart could not be calmed down by an ice cream, I was still very excited.I have never wanted to meet Ji Yan as strongly as this moment, immediately, must.So I screamed, jumped up from the steps, and ran crazily across the road.

There was a very strong instinct that led me to the dance studio where they were rehearsing.The glass on the broken wooden door was broken, I looked in from there and saw Ji Yan and Tang Xiao were there.Tang Xiao was singing, but his eyes were not on the songbook in front of him, but he was looking at Ji Yan motionlessly, with a silent friendship like a flower blooming.Ji Yan seemed to be concentrating on dealing with his drum, his brows were furrowed, showing a slightly reluctant expression.I kept watching him, waiting for him to raise his eyes.When the song ended, the drummer took a deep breath.For some reason, I think he was forced to sit in front of the drum stand, and the person who forced him was naturally Tang Xiao.Looking at the tiredness of the drummer, my heart ached so much that I couldn't help blaming Tang Xiao secretly in my heart.At this moment, Ji Yan saw me, he raised his head, and smiled at me as if he had lifted a heavy burden.Then he left the drum stand and walked in front of Tang Xiao. He was carrying me behind his back. I don't know what he said, but I saw Tang Xiao's smiling face immediately changed color, and he looked out the door angrily. me.Then she slammed the songbook on the shelf to the ground.Ji Yan was still in front of her, and she said something to her again, she nodded and let Ji Yan come out, with a reluctant and affectionate expression on her face.Ji Yan walked out of the broken wooden door, and then brought the door over, as if to resolutely separate the two worlds inside and outside.Then he said to me in a low voice:

"Let's talk elsewhere." I followed behind him with the torn page from his diary in my pocket, now I like to call it a love letter, warm and close to my leg, I feel very, very comfortable. The rain drenched us, and his thin clothes were now tightly attached to his back. His back was so clear that I could see all his bones clearly.At this moment, I am completely submerged in the water like a fish. After we left the school gate, we still went to the ice cream stand across the road where I had eaten just now.We stood under its green plastic shed for shelter from the rain.He asked me what I wanted to eat.

"Ice cream." I said. I don't know why, but on such a cold day, the rain falling from the sky never turned into snow, but developed into a torrential rain.The sound of the rain is very loud. If we speak now, no one will hear anyone's voice.So neither of us spoke, just ate ice cream.He saw that I finished one quickly, felt that there was nowhere to put my empty hands, and stared blankly at the rain outside.So he asked me what else to eat. "Ice cream." I said again. In this way, I was eating ice cream one by one under the eaves, holding the ice cream tightly in one hand, and holding the wrappers of all the eaten ice cream in the other hand, they are colorful and printed with funny little people, they It reminds me of the glass candy wrappers I used to fold little dancing figures when I was young. Those were also colorful. At that time, Ji Yan was also on my right. He said to me:

"Du Wanwan, the little figure you made is so pretty." How many years have passed, and we finally returned to the same stage of life. On this rainy evening, under a dilapidated roof, we ate ice cream and thought about our thoughts. We wanted to get closer to each other, and we finally got together again.I remembered the diary of Ji Yan I read not long ago, he said that we left each other, the prince and princess did not live a happy life, he said that I fled like Cinderella who was terrified after midnight.But now the princess who had run into a catastrophe and fled is back again.She was so embarrassed, but she didn't care about it, she only knew that she couldn't leave the prince. I suddenly shouted at him in the heavy rain: "Have you ever read a novel by O. Henry called Twenty Years Later?" He looked at me without saying a word, motioning for me to continue talking. "Well, I forgot the names of the two men in the story." I frowned, and tried to think of the two names, but I still couldn't remember them. "Let's call them John and Peter." He nodded, so I went on: "John and Peter were very, very good friends when they were young. But when they were 10 years old, John's family was going to move to another city, and the two children were reluctant to part with each other. One rainy night, they were in an old school. Saying goodbye at the door of the closed shop. Today, 20 years after they met, they will meet under the same roof. So they parted." I looked up and saw Ji Yan listening seriously with a frown, I thought He knew very well that I was definitely not a girl who was good at telling comedic stories or telling jokes.I am very, very sad, he knows that this story must not end well. "On this day 20 years later, it was another rainy night. Peter had been waiting under the eaves they had agreed upon. At this time, a patrolling policeman came from a distance. The dim light of the flashlight in his hand made him see Peter stood under the eaves, so he went up and asked him: "Sir, it's so late and it's raining again, why don't you go home?" Peter replied: "I am waiting for my friend. We made an appointment 20 years ago. Well, we will meet here today.” The policeman said again: “20 years ago? Sir, it’s so late and it’s raining again, I don’t think your friend will come.” Peter shook his head: “He will definitely I'm here.' The policeman saw Peter was so stubborn, so he had to leave. After a while, another person came." I paused here.Ji Yan immediately asked: "Is that man John?" By this time, the rain had lightened a lot, and Ji Yan and I were already very close.When he saw me looking at him, he opened his arms and hugged me.We hugged each other like this and walked slowly into the rain. The story is not over yet: "The man walked up to Peter and said excitedly, 'Peter, I am John.' Peter was so happy that they hugged each other. Peter looked at John carefully, and suddenly he pushed John hard. He opened and shouted: "You are not John! John does not have a nose like yours. I will always remember John's appearance. Tell me, who are you?" The man smiled coldly: "I am not John, I am Sergeant Sam, I now formally inform you, Mr. Peter, that you have been arrested on multiple counts of theft and robbery." Peter sighed deeply and said sincerely, "Okay, I'll go with you, but Mr. Sheriff , please allow me to wait here for my good friend John before leaving.” But the sheriff shook his head and said, “You don’t have to wait.” Then the sheriff took out a small piece of paper and handed it to Peter. Peter trembled It opened awkwardly, and it read: 'Dear Peter: I came to the place where we met on time, but when I found out that you were the fugitive wanted criminal, I was very sad. I really couldn't bear to arrest you with my own hands, so I left in a hurry, forgive me...'" When the story is over, I smile wryly: "Ji Yan, do you think I'm the wanted man Peter, and you are the police officer John? You came to arrest me after twelve years." I said nervously, clutching his T-shirt tightly.Yes, this has long been an indisputable fact, I am a thief, he is a soldier. He smiled desolately under the rainy sky.Then hold me tighter, tighter. Just how tightly can you close the gap between a soldier and a thief? After that, on the long road in the rain, neither of us spoke, but hugged each other tightly.Until we came to the bottom of the dormitory building where I lived.Then he watched me go upstairs, everything was very ordinary, nothing was broken, but from that day on, we became each other's lovers. No one reminded anyone, there is no law and no reason, love is like the messy branches that the gardener neglected and failed to cut, it grows like crazy.