Chapter 39 Chapter Ten I Love Sunshine Wang Haiyan Qin Yu

Chapter Ten I Love Sunshine Wang Haiyan Qin Yu I went to tear up the calendar on the wall—it was written in big green characters: December 20th, Saturday. December 20th - Today is my birthday every year.For my birthday this year, I spent it at home with my family.Maybe it's because I'm used to the hustle and bustle of university life. Sometimes I feel that hustle and bustle is simply boring, but I like the rare feeling of leisure and quiet.This is my eighteenth birthday and my first birthday after I became a college student.My friends ask me: what do you want to do?Say, we've got you covered!I said: Please forgive me, forget about me, and spend your weekend by yourself.Wu Di, who has been playing love games in full swing recently, opened his eyes wide, grabbed my shoulder and shouted: "Hey, did you make a mistake, you? You are going to be eighteen years old, and you will start to grow old from now on." ! Think about it carefully!" I smiled, touched her cheek, and said, "I've thought about it. Please let me be quiet."

That's right.I'm going to be eighteen, and I'm going to be a real adult.I want to welcome this moment alone - in the past, I grew up on my own, and in the future, I will still mature on my own; I am the only one who walks my way, and no one else has the right to interfere, nor can I. The sun is fine today.I stood in front of the mostly abandoned cupboard in the patio, rummaging through birthday candles that had only been lit once before.My sister came over and shouted, "Hey, don't go digging. I bought a new one. Come in, you!" I look at her.She had just come back from the outside, and she was still wearing a short imitation mink fur jacket, revealing a black V-neck wool sweater underneath—the chestnut fur was smooth and thick, and it shone faintly, which further highlighted the whiteness and elegance of her neck.I asked, "You just went out to buy it?"

She came down from the steps, grabbed my hand and dragged me into the room, saying, "Come in quickly. I have something for you to see!" I was dragged into the door by her and sat on the edge of the bed.I saw her mysteriously groping in the drawer of the dressing table for a while, took out a delicate small bottle, put it in my palm, and said excitedly: "Xiaoyan, you are eighteen years old, you should start to know how to use perfume. This is my birthday present to you, it must be suitable for you. You will like it very much." I was holding the cool little bottle, not daring to open my palm to look at it, as if opening it would destroy something.I stared at her with wide eyes, and heard her go on:

"CKONE," she said, sitting next to me, took the bottle out of my hand, and wiped the perfume on my wrist without any explanation, "CKONE, this is one of the most classic perfumes of the 90s. It's happy, bright and elegant. Refreshing and decisive. Its fragrance is very light and does not make you uncomfortable at all - it must be the one you like and suit..." Halfway through the conversation, the phone rang.I reached out my free hand to grab the phone next to the bed: "Hello?" "Hey?" "Hey, Qin Yu?" It was almost habitual to say this sentence——I was taken aback, and suddenly pulled out the hand that was held by my sister, covering my mouth.

how come?how come?How could it be Qin Yu? I still know his voice so well, I still have such a vivid memory of him calling that I blurt out his name, as I have done countless times over the past two years.I covered my mouth and smelled a light and pleasant fragrance-I almost wondered if I heard it wrong. There was silence for a while, and finally said: "Yes. It's me." "Qin Yu—" I gripped the receiver tightly, "——what's the matter?" "Nothing. Happy birthday!" I thought that after leaving him for half a year, I would not feel anything when I heard his voice again—but now, I suddenly feel very warm and happy: Is this still the Qin Yu I know?Is this still the depressed, self-willed, self-pitying Qin Yu I know?Will Qin Yu think of me one day?Will Qin Yu also call me to congratulate me one day?I was silent, so moved that I wanted to cry.

"Qin Yu—thank you!" "You're welcome. That's what it should be—long time no see." The first time - I have known Qin Yu for more than two years, this is the first time, he said to me: Long time no see.In the past, I was always thinking: I haven’t seen him for a long time, I haven’t heard him for a long time.And he has never said this before—today, I finally heard him say this. Although I understand that everything can no longer be restored to its original state, I still can't help but feel hot. "Qin Yu—" "how?" "you've changed."

I heard him laugh softly at the other end of the line and say, "You have changed too." I also smiled: "Yeah. Are you okay?" "Well——" he pondered—I understand that he must be thinking about choosing one of the words "good", "good", "okay" and "not working", "it's okay. What about you? ?” "Me? I'm fine." "Are you happy in college?" I turned my head to look at my sister—she had already walked away and was lying on her bed flipping through her "HOW".Feeling my gaze, she opened her eyes and smiled at me.

"There are happy things in college, and there are also unhappy things. It's not as happy as you think. Anyway, the pure world like high school is gone. What about you, have you thought about it, which university to go to?" "not yet." I understand that this is Qin Yu's usual style.He was always in doubt about his future choices.In this, he is a lot like Gigi: Gigi also likes to procrastinate until the very last moment, when she has to solve it—I used to say she should be bolder... Oh, I suddenly I remembered that when I separated from Qin Yu half a year ago, Jiji's father once called me and asked me if I knew a boy named Qin Yu, and asked me if I knew his detailed address, which made me dizzy. Wushui, but at the time when I was most afraid of mentioning him, I didn't think much about it and gave his address to Jiji's father--now that I think about it, what does her father want Qin Yu's address for?He sounded as if he had something to send to him.Could it be that Jiji left something for Qin Yu?So what is it? ...I really want to ask him.

"Qin Yu—" "what?" The words came to my lips, but I didn't know how to ask - where did I start?If Jiji's father didn't look for him at all, wouldn't that add something to his heart?Besides, wouldn't it be good to ask him these things rashly?As early as half a year ago, I had nothing to do with him; half a year later, he would still think of calling me to greet me, which was completely beyond my expectation-what right do I have to ask him about these things? I'm still hesitating here, but Qin Yu has already urged at the other end of the line: "Hello? What do you want to say?"

"—Be careful." After a long hesitation, I finally said something completely different from what I thought in my heart, "The punishment record will definitely be removed for you, don't worry. You just need to read what you should read now—" Plus chemistry, right?" "Ok." I let out a light breath, thinking, well, let’s not bring it up—he and I are two people now, and I have to learn not to casually ask about his affairs.As early as half a year ago, when I stood alone in the courtyard and looked up at the vast blue sky, didn't I already make up my mind to learn not to force and question too much?For him, I really should let go of every finger of my own.

I was leaning on the bed with the phone in my hand, watching the sunshine flowing slowly like golden water outside the window-I am usually very talkative, but at this moment I don't know what to say.He was also silent over there, and finally spoke: "Then——I'll hang up first?" "Okay...goodbye." As I said, I just moved the receiver of the phone away from my ear with a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard him talking on the other end, which seemed to be: "Wait, Wang Haiyan!" "what?" He seemed to be hesitating for a while, looking particularly embarrassed, which made me feel uneasy. "What? Qin Yu, if you have something to say, just talk about it." "From now on, can I call more often?" I smile, unconsciously. "I'm at home on weekends. You can call—you are my brother." After hanging up the phone, I sat on the edge of the bed blankly, raising my wrist to smell the faint fragrance of CKONE if I felt lost. ...he is my brother?How did he become my brother again?How can I say such a thing?Why didn't I think of it before?Was he supposed to be my brother from the start?Am I mistaken?Or are we all getting it wrong? what happened? My sister closed "HOW", looked at me and asked, "That little boy?" I lay down on the bed, stretched my arms and took a deep breath, ignoring her.However, her voice still came like a spring breeze, warm and charming: "Xiaoyan, if you have some questions, don't try to solve them, and if you have some thoughts, you should just shake your head and forget them. Do you understand this truth now? In fact, after half a year of university, I think you used to The bad temper of high school students who study hard on everything has changed a lot. Really. Congratulations." I was scattered on the bed, stroking the cool winter sheets with my palms, thinking about it——in this world, it is probably inevitable to admit the wrong person you are looking for, and it is also inevitable to fail in a relationship. Perhaps this is an inevitable thing-a person gradually grows up and becomes more refined, and becomes a calm person who can be sure of himself. Maybe it is a little reward for these mistakes, failures and scars? I only heard my sister say again: "Know the slogan of CKONE? 'Set you free like the wind.'" set you free like the wind? ! ... This feeling has not come to me for a long time, but at this moment - a huge white phantom fluttering and shining wings flew over my head, setting off a crystal clear breeze... golden thread, One circle, one circle...and another circle, rippling away with strings of small notes inlaid with silver borders... In the swaying and rippled air, I heard my sister's voice in a panic: "What's going on?! Xiaoyan, did you see..." I ignored her, smiled quietly by myself, and murmured comfortably: "Hello, Gigi!" There was no answer, only a string of sparkling bells flying over my head, freely melting into the very high sky. I turned my head to look at the warm, lazy, and determined sunlight outside the window—it passed by, like the lonely cat that Qin Yu said, yawning ignorantly of time.Oh, the sure, heart-warming sunshine!I love this sunshine! After hanging up the call to Wang Haiyan, I stood by the window of my room for a while, watching a man downstairs pushing a bicycle slowly walking past.I scratched my head, sighed, and went to my parents' room to sit on the light beige carpet in the sun.I followed the sunshine, wherever the sunshine went, I followed it, chasing after it—it was too cold.When it's hot, you can't understand how uncomfortable it is to be cold, just as when you're cold, you can't understand how terrible it is to be hot.On winter rest days, I am used to constantly adjusting my sitting position, always looking for the sun in vain; my parents' room faces south, and the sunlight lasts from 8:00 in the morning to 2:30 in the afternoon, so I simply moved here, determined to die of old age here. Mom and Dad are very busy.I sat on the carpet, only to see the slippers the two of them were wearing frequently swaying back and forth in front of my eyes—they both added a pair of thick woolen socks inside the cotton slippers, which my mother wove with scraps of wool, and wore them on their feet. The top is colorful and looks like a tropical fish.The earth-shattering motor sound of the washing machine can be heard in the bathroom—this washing machine was bought by my father in excitement. It is a purely inferior product. Dad heard it, and immediately poked his head into the bathroom, and said: Is it an accidental mistake, since my grades account for most of it, I should be forgiven.Mom said: Go, don't do that with me, you will make a "mistake" if you don't use the washing machine yourself. At this moment, my mother was standing in front of me holding the quilt, stretching her neck and shouting: "Qin Lei, quickly bring the quilt from Qin Yu's room!" After waiting for a while, she raised her voice and called: "Qin Lei, Hurry up!" I don't know if fifteen seconds had passed, she called again: "Qin Lei, do you hear me!" Dad yelled "Come here", and grabbed my quilt and rushed in the door.I only saw two pairs of four colorful feet in front of me, which was so funny.Mom's voice asked: "Why so slow?" Dad's voice explained: "Look at the TV newspaper, I wonder if there is any program on it now." Mom's voice: "You men—" Dad's voice: "Ah— - We are men, so what?" Mom's voice: "You men, you have been begging for a wife, and you still hold the TV all day - then you can just marry the TV, what do you want a wife for?" Dad The voice laughed and said: "That's different. Listen, let me explain. A wife is a wife, and a TV is a TV. A wife is like a meal, and a TV is like a meal. It doesn't matter if you don't have food, and you don't have a meal." But you are going to die. So, without a wife, you can’t do it.” Mom’s voice followed with a smile: “Then you just eat vegetables. You can’t die without food.” Dad’s voice: “Then It’s not good. You don’t eat when you have food—Chinese people are used to eating since they were young, and it’s always uncomfortable not to eat, and it’s not comfortable to live, so you must eat. As for food, you can skip it when you don’t have it. But you must eat, so that the food will not look bland. Otherwise, it doesn’t matter if you just eat, but if you eat too much and there is no adjustment, life will not be fun, and something will happen. Yu Wen, this is the wife and the TV Complementary relationship, do you understand?" Mom's voice paused, and she spat: "Yeah! If you want to watch it, just look at it. There's a bunch of nonsense here. I'm not going to eat today, I'm going to eat wontons—— hurry up, help me Dry the quilt out." The two moved their feet and went to the balcony to get the bamboo pole.I only heard my father's voice say again: "You women——" Mom's voice: "Hey, we are women. Why, do you have any opinions?" Dad's voice: "I dare not say opinions. But you women, Drying some quilts, it’s like grabbing. The sun, every day—hey, be careful of my fish tank, don’t knock it over!——The sun, every day, I won’t miss you.” Mother’s voice : "It's your fish tank again, it's so annoying to put it here, it's inconvenient and inappropriate - the sun is good, isn't it? The sun is so good today, and it's a rest day, of course you have to dry the quilt. You have the ability - you have The towel will be covered later, and no one cares about you, so don’t play tricks and say, Yu Wen, the quilt is old-fashioned, and you can sleep well at night when you are old and cold!" Dad caught the handle, After all, I was short of breath, so I had to stand on the balcony and laugh.I looked up - I saw the two of them standing in the sun, their faces shining brightly, my father was holding a pile of quilts, and pointed at my mother, who was holding a bamboo pole, very proud.The goldfish bowl was placed on the concrete platform behind them, where the sun was the most exposed, probably because it was touched by my mother just now, the water in it was still sloshing, and several red goldfish in the water were also swaying leisurely. I looked at Mom and Dad smiling on the balcony—they looked so content, so sure of their lives.I actually envy them, and I also want to be as calm and mature as them, but when I look out on the balcony, I have to squint my eyes—how can I see such a bright, dazzlingly bright sun? I sat on the carpet doing my chemistry homework, my feet soaked in the warm sunshine.The sun in winter is good, light and transparent, comfortable and warm, so that people do not want to move lazily. Thin and transparent, comfortable and warm - I suddenly thought of Gigi.Gigi, who is as ethereal and transparent as the winter sun, appears in summer.Since learning of her death, it has changed from summer to winter, and she has never appeared again.However, her turning around in the sun is still fresh in my memory—she stopped, lowered her head slightly, then turned around with an indescribably graceful posture, and gave me a playful smile... When I think of her, I see circles of golden threads turning, dancing, and shining transparently... Feeling warm in my heart, I stood up and ran to the next room, opened the drawer of the desk - Gigi's ice blue diary lay quietly inside.I took it out and went back to where I was sitting.Under the sun, I opened this cool cover again... Lines of slender words were written in blue and black ink on a snow-white page.Under the sunlight, each of the blue and bright characters turned translucent, shaking before my eyes, like a golden balloon in the breeze... They are arranged together to form a clear and shallow stream, singing Singing, leisurely flowing through the past, through the beauty and kindness of the whole world, through the bright and bright life... Gigi, where are you now?Your diary is quietly moored in my hands. Whenever I am tired, confused, and feel that the whole world is against me, I will take it out and read it—whether it is raining or sunny. No matter in the day or at night, as long as I have your diary in my hand, the golden sunshine will illuminate my world in the blink of an eye, and sprinkle warmly on my shoulders.So I seemed to see your transparent eyes again, and heard your transparent voice again, so every moment of my life glowed with translucent brilliance. Gigi, I really want to thank you.But I know that you don't need anyone to thank you—especially you don't need me to thank you.Half a year has passed, and early summer has turned into midwinter—Giji, I have already walked forward as you said, and because of your constant reminders of beauty and light, I have not gone far Bad.I am now in the third year of high school, just like you at that time, I feel very tired, and sometimes my back hurts; but now I know that I am not the only one who is tired in this world, everyone will be tired, and everyone will also be confused.However, when you feel tired or confused, you should cheer up and take a look at the small light and beauty around you - such as the sun, the sky, the forget-me-not you love, and the ice blue book in your hand. The diary of sex, listen to it again, the fluttering ringtone in the depths of my soul-the heart is singing! Gigi, I am the little boy who accidentally walked into your noon—and you, you are the shining elf who was destined to walk into my life—the protector at the end of my world. I sat in the warm sunshine, loosened my fingers, and the diary fell to the ground.I just reached out to pick it up, and suddenly I heard my father yelling on the balcony: "Hey, what's going on!? What's going on with this fish tank!?" I looked up and saw him standing in front of the fish tank with his hands behind his back, talking with great interest. Tilting his head, he was looking at something in the tank, while calling: "Yu Wen, Qin Yu, come and see, come and see!" Mom was stretching the quilt to dry, and when she heard this, she walked over holding a huge rattan bat, took a look at it, and yelled "Huh".So I stood up, went to the balcony, and squeezed in between the two of them to look at the fish tank—what happened? The sun slid down into the fish tank warmly and melted into the water, making it look crystal clear.The strange thing is: no one moves it, and there is no wind, but the clear water in the tank is constantly rotating!The glass fish tank refracts the sparkling sunlight everywhere, and the water that rotates for no reason turns out circles, circles, and circles of golden threads in this translucent light, slowly rippling away... A few bright red goldfish, which had been seldom moving for the past two days, suddenly became flexible at this moment, wagging their thick and beautiful tails and striding forward mischievously, then stopped abruptly, circling briskly in the water, and then And so again... On this ordinary morning, on an ordinary balcony, the fish tank suddenly looked glamorous, crystal clear, like a shining crystal... After a while, my mother said, "What's going on?" My father shook his head and said, "I'm an intellectual anyway, and my optical grades were very good when I was studying, but I don't understand how this is done. Qin Yu, can you explain?" ?” I ignored them, because at this moment, I heard a string of silver-edged notes danced briskly... It easily awakened the bell in my heart, and then merged with my singing... This clear And the loud singing began to fly upward, higher and farther away - nothing could hold it back... I was completely in the music - all singing - all my life was singing - —The whole world is singing with love... There is a huge phantom fluttering white - shining white wings, passing quickly over my head, melting into the high sky - my beloved, transparent sunlight. (full text)