Summer is Collapsing - Section 1: He Died Hastily (Part 1) The subway is getting old day by day, silent, going back and forth monotonously. There are now two subway lines in Shanghai, one running from north to south, running through the busiest city center of the city, and the other passing under the river, connecting the land on both sides of the river together, from five in the morning to ten in the evening One point, the city on the ground wakes up and goes to sleep, and the city under the ground also wakes up and goes to sleep. It is always the most crowded in the morning and evening.The little white-collar with a briefcase keeps sending short messages. The little girl who goes to school has to stand on tiptoe and hug her schoolbag to her chest to be able to settle down. When people walk underground, they are always wondering whether it is a water pipe or a road above their heads. Still the river.In fact, the subway station is a very good place, quiet and convenient, and the small shops around it sell unauthentic oden, pearl milk tea, trendy horror novels, and comic book illustrations.The billboards of underwear and mobile phones are surrounded by the same crowds. Outsiders stand in front of the automatic ticket machines and use their fingers to carefully grasp the complicated routes and platform names. There are very few beggars here. Only people who sell newspapers will be a little empty in the compartment. The new morning newspaper in the seller's hand.The place where the sticker photos were taken was crowded with female students who had just finished school, wearing school uniforms and skirts that had been shortened by themselves, their hair was mostly dyed a very subtle brown color, and they stood in a pile with their legs crossed.In the morning, they painted invisible makeup from their respective rooms, came out sucking soy milk, walked into the subway, sat knee-to-shoulder on the waiting seat to recite books, and waited for the train. In the evening, they walked in again in small groups. In the subway, quietly stuff the school uniform into the school bag, spread out the braids that were tied together, chattering private words, and gather in small clusters in the subway car with their heads buried in their eyes, only they seem to be in harmony with each other. So apt here.

Ke Ke bought two cans of frozen Pepsi from the vending machine and gave Xiaoqiao one. The two of them sat in the orange waiting seat with their schoolbags on their laps, and each took out a comic book to pass the time waiting for the subway. "Yesterday I saw that kind of bra that is tied around the neck with a strap, with black background and pink embroidery." Coco leaned into Xiaoqiao's ear and said, "It's very expensive, but it must look good in summer. There is a bra on the back of the neck." A little bow." Xiaoqiao patted her lightly, and the two laughed and glanced at a middle-aged man sitting next to them. He was wearing a pinstriped shirt that middle-aged people often wear, and he was sitting very upright. , absent-mindedly scribbling something on a black notepad.Both of them took an extra look at him, because his eyebrows and eyes looked somewhat familiar.

The subway came, and everyone sitting in their seats stood up. Ke Ke Lala herself was standing behind the crowd in her school uniform skirt and Xiao Qiao, who had been reading newspapers all the time. He got up, passed through the crowd and walked forward, swinging his arm on Xiaoqiao's. He turned his head and whispered: "I'm sorry." After a while, he glanced to the right at the subway coming in from the end of the dark track. The headlights were shining brightly. He took a step forward as he usually walked into the carriage, and hurriedly stepped onto the subway track. Didn't have time to brake.The figure of the man disappeared in a flash, and the whistle of the security guard rang out sharply.

The man disappeared under the carriage. After the subway stopped for forty-five minutes, the car was opened again. The crowd was not overly flustered, and slowly entered the car amidst the whistle of the security guard, and drove away after the beep.The people in the carriage held the shaking handles and whispered in small groups about the man who committed suicide just now. "Hey, why do you think that man committed suicide?" Ke Ke shook his eyebrows against the car window glass. "I don't know." Xiaoqiao shook her head, "Is he dead?" They still couldn't erase the moment when the man jumped into the subway, and they thought that his appearance was at least elegant, and he didn't even have the kind of expression that is often seen in the subway. The hasty annoyance that would be seen, he just stepped in like that and disappeared suddenly, as if crossing the road and went to the other side.

"That's no question, he must be dead." Ke Ke leaned her face on the handle of the car. Both of them stopped talking, just staring at the reflection of their own faces in the glass of the subway car door. These two girls were of average age and height. Xiaoqiao standing on the left was a beautiful girl with a face like ceramics. Usually, the corners of the eyes are slightly turned upwards, and there is a layer of soft hair on the forehead, but this kind of girlish beauty is still hidden and tucked away, and it may be a little self-aware, but I can't figure out what the other people's eyes are. Is where to invest.Coco is stroking her eyebrows tirelessly beside her. Her hair is very thick, and after being dyed light brown, it is slightly loose on the top of her head. She has a wide forehead, and her facial features are scattered. Her eyebrows are trimmed into a rainbow shape, thin and thin. They are not very good-looking, but they have a very indifferent charm.The two girls are leaning against each other and talking privately in the subway car. There are many girls like this in the subway, and sometimes it is difficult to distinguish them. No matter how many things are hung, listen to their speeches, most of them are telling jokes about teachers, little lovers they have a crush on, or people they despise.

At this time, there is only one tail left in the spring of 2004, and all the evenings are like a face of a girl who has applied cream, and summer is coming. Before the arrival of summer, a strange person died in the subway. Middle-aged man, all this had nothing to do with the story of Xiaoqiao and Keke, but when the middle-aged man stepped into the subway, Keke picked up the black notepad he dropped on the ground, Xiaoqiao wanted to stop Keke Put the notepad into the bag, but Coco still stubbornly put it in. They only need to take a few stops to get out of the station. Their homes are very close, both in Siji New Village. The houses in the new village are the most common here. They are gray and tidy, lined up together, and some camphor trees are planted around them. Trees with tiny leaves like laurel or privet.There are several houses side by side on the first floor, bicycles and old boxes are placed in the common corridor, green onions, garlic, some small cacti, or birds covered with blue cloth heads are planted in the corridors along the balcony Every new village has some small rouge shops, selling cold beer and Master Kong biscuits. If the proprietress’s nephew happens to be there, they can deliver the goods to your door. There is a man wearing a red armband standing at the door. The old man, holding a glass full of tea leaves in both hands all day long.

These are completely different scenery from the subway, just a turn, all the hustle and bustle and brilliance disappeared immediately. The aroma of radish rib soup and chicken curry came out from some dimly colored windows, so quiet.Xiaoqiao and Keke parted ways at the intersection of a narrow road.One walked in the direction of the stalled vegetable market, and the other turned into the alley, and his figure quickly disappeared in the darkening night. When Ke Ke entered the house, she changed into her slippers, stomped and turned into the bathroom, turned on the faucet and began to fill the bathtub with water, then she closed the toilet lid and sat down, took out the book that the middle-aged man dropped from her schoolbag. Flipping through the black notebook that came down, most of them are memos. The time and place of the meeting are written in those narrow grids. She got into the bathtub, curled her body under the water surface, heard the sound of water rushing in the water pipe in her ears, and the figure of the man rushing away from the crowd appeared in front of her again, she closed her eyes. Close your eyes, don't want to think about it.

Coco woke up from a lethargic sleep on Sunday afternoon, she was very dizzy, last night she went to see David's show at U2 bar, then drank, and was finally pulled out of a pile of vomit in the toilet like a carrot She didn't dare to go home, her mother would definitely go crazy seeing her like this, Ke Ke felt that her mother would go crazy at any moment, she is a woman with tense nerves in menopause, for a little She would become hysterical about every little thing, and she was so fragile that she was even more untouchable than an adolescent girl. So she went to Xiaoqiao's house, took a very comfortable bubble bath in Xiaoqiao's bathtub, changed into Xiaoqiao's pajamas, and fell asleep heartlessly until now.At this moment, Xiaoqiao didn't know where she had gone, she just lay quietly on the bed and watched everything in this room, the poster of Radiohead on the wall, the bed sheet of the bear, and the half-assembled jigsaw puzzle on the floor , a few bottles of cheap perfume and nail polish on the table, colorful striped underwear are well folded and placed in a transparent box, and a dying monstera is placed on the window sill.

Ke Ke got up drowsily, poured the glass of cold water that Xiao Qiao had poured for her into the flower pot, and then lay down on the table again, looking for a handy ballpoint pen in the pen holder, intending to leave a note for Xiao Qiao and return After going home, she opened the door and saw Xiaoqiao's mother walking towards the kitchen with a bowl of sugared tomatoes. "Oh, our family, Xiaoqiao, went out to cram school and came back at night. Don't you wait for her." Xiaoqiao's mother is definitely a kind-hearted woman, a very kind woman who wholeheartedly treats her daughter well.

"No, I should go home." Ke Ke said, "Tell Xiao Qiao." "Well, go to the bathroom and wash your face with hot water. You look very bad, so go to the kitchen to eat a bowl of porridge before leaving." Ke Ke turned on the hot water faucet in the bathroom, wiped the little aloe vera facial cleanser on her face, and wiped off the Nivea she used. There was a box of red earth rouge beside the water pocket, which the two of them bought together not long ago Yes, the salesperson in the store praised them both for having such good skin, they are only eighteen years old girls.Ke Ke thinks that Xiaoqiao is good-looking, and Xiaoqiao’s good-looking is a kind of real red lips and white teeth. Even if she doesn’t wear makeup, she still looks good in school uniforms. When she was in physical education class, she was running on the track wearing line pants and a white sweater. Coco noticed that many boys playing basketball would follow her with the rest of their eyes.She imagined that Xiaoqiao would wake up every morning, wash her face in front of this mirror, pick up a little cream with her index finger and spread it on her face with her fingers, that face is really peachy.But now Ke Ke's face in the mirror is pale and swollen from alcohol. Her eyes are too thin compared to Xiao Qiao's, and her eyelashes are not curled. The key is that the girl in the mirror looks so beautiful. Frustrated and dying, Ke Ke angrily took a brush and swept a little rouge on her face, and saw her face in the mirror was a little rosier, and felt that she had swept too much and it was too red, which reminded her of the time when she played tricks. She was so depressed that she wanted to cry suddenly, she turned on the faucet again and wiped off all the rouge on her face, wiped it vigorously with a towel, and returned to the pale face with black eye sockets, and then she closed her eyes. Close your eyes and stop looking in the mirror.

Back home, I was in a trance on the road. The afternoon sun was so good that people in the new village came out to walk their dogs and dry cotton tires in the green belt. It rang, and Ke Ke struggled to find her little guy covered with pendants and bells from the bag. "Hi, I'm David. How are you after yesterday?" "Well, I went to Xiaoqiao's house later." "That's good. You vomited and cried in the men's room yesterday." "I won't drink so much in the future." Coco hung up the phone. Cocoa and David have broken up for three months. In fact, three months ago, David suddenly disappeared. One week after he disappeared, Coco saw him hugging another girl with golden hair on the bus. Flashing past at the corner of the road, Ke Ke severely deleted Da Wei’s phone number in her phone. Da Wei never looked for her in the past three months, and the two of them cut off contact since then, but now Da Wei suddenly came back again. Appearing, she doesn't know why he came back to her after dumping her, and suddenly invited her to the show again, maybe he was just killing time, but the time is enough for Coco, and Coco is only worried about length, It is also possible that in her heart, she has never forgotten David in the past three months. She put the earplugs in her ears and began to listen to the wailing of the Radiohead band. She was a little sad, and saw the school uniform she had just washed on the balcony of her house drying in the sun, dripping water, and the skirt had been changed. too short.Did she really cry when she was drunk last night when she vomited?Did you really cry in front of David? Back home, my mother was curled up on the sofa in the living room, without turning on the lights, there were piles of dishes and chopsticks to be washed in the kitchen, and the faucet was not turned on tightly, and the water kept dripping, she just curled up motionless, watching the TV silently She spends every night like this, sitting in front of Yingying’s TV, not even eating melon seeds, not moving at all, Dad always works overtime, she just sits and waits for him, sometimes When she didn't come back at ten o'clock, she walked into the room alone with a blanket in her arms.At this time, Keke thought of the bowl of rock sugar tomatoes she drank at Xiaoqiao's house just now, and there was still a sweet and sour taste on her lips, and she felt sad.The news was broadcasting on the TV, and a male voice with a standard voice said: "Recently another suicide happened in the subway." Cocoa saw a picture of a man on the TV screen, and it was she and Xiaoqiao who watched him jump into the subway The man who went there turned out to be an accountant, his name was Cheng Jianguo, a very common name for a middle-aged man, with the imprint of that era. "Ouch, I watched him jump down." Ke Ke exclaimed. "Oh." Mom never looked up at Coco.This kind of silence made Keke feel cold, she stepped into the bathroom, turned on the exhaust fan, lit a cigarette and leaned against the wall to smoke, Keke always hoped that she would have a big, big bathroom in the future The walls are full of mirrors, a shelf with many layers, filled with perfume, facial cleanser, mask, toner, face cream, nail polish, sometimes she just wants to stay in such a bathroom, hide, and don't come out again. Ke Ke turned on the faucet to cover the sound of the TV outside, and then took out the notebook with a black cover from the pile of old magazines next to the toilet, flipping through a page at random. A paragraph was written in very small characters: "I've been playing on Yi's cell phone today, her cell phone was turned off, she did it on purpose." Ke Ke leaned on the cold tiles, and quickly turned to the back a few pages, some blank pages , There are also a lot of memorized various phone numbers, and I saw a passage in the lower right corner of a certain page again: "Last night in the hotel, I really wanted to stay and spend the night with you, just like this, the two of you hugged each other and slept together." It’s good to write.” Afterwards, there were intermittent words about Yi, which were also written in fragments and picked up at random. This woman named Yi is the family member or lover of the middle-aged man who committed suicide? Ke Ke closed the book, turned off the faucet, flushed the cigarette butts in the toilet, and sprayed some air freshener. She passed by her mother watching TV, went back to her room, called Xiao Qiao, and said, "Xiao Qiao , I want to find a woman named Yi." "Ah, what are you up to?" Xiaoqiao was confused by Keke. "It's the notebook dropped by the man who committed suicide. I think we should send it back. Anyway, we have nothing to do. Isn't it fun? I'll come to you at night and go to the pizzeria where you work." Coco He smiled and smelled the smoke on his fingers.