Chapter 17 The most meaningful life - ten months after the college entrance examination

The most meaningful life - ten months after the college entrance examination I said, "Shu Mei, Shu Mei." B leaned on the sofa, eyes half-opened and half-closed, without making a sound.Still calling her name, I reached out and tapped her arm.With her eyes closed, she shot back at me like a monster from mid-air, and muttered: "You are disgusting. When you came, don't talk, are you going to leave, poor to say. It's only half an hour Yeah." I said, "It's okay, I'll finish it in a while, there's enough time." In the morning I went to B's house to play.I lay down and squinted for a while, then watched TV for a long time - watching Faye Wong's concert.to eleven o'clock

At that time, I started to talk incessantly.So B will blame me so much. B's eyes open above the sofa cushions.She stared at the ceiling, then moved her neck a little, and said to me: "Then you don't go away. There is no one at home, so come and have lunch with me!" I said, "Okay." B's forehead was on the The underside of the soft bangs is looming. After lunch with B, I jumped onto the couch first and curled up on my side. B was washing dishes in the kitchen, and asked me yelling, "Did you really drop the pencil case?" I mentioned it to her during the meal, but she remembered it.I said, "Really!" Her voice was saying, "Ah!"

Two days ago, during my philosophy class, I left my pencil case in the classroom.I went back ten minutes later and couldn't find it anymore.I walked through dozens of rows of desks and chairs, bent down to find my pencil case, and finally sat down on a chair next to the corner.Looking from this seat, I could see the belly of every desk in front, as black as the mouth of a beast—my pencil case was not among them, not among any of them.My tears fell, fell on the edge of the desk, and flowed down. The stationery you usually use doesn't matter.As soon as I thought of the school badge and regiment badge of the high school in the pencil case, tears overflowed, following the blinking of the eyes, they ran warmly across the cheeks, and flowed down quickly, some of them fell on the sleeves of the red shirt A gave me, leaving Puddles of unsightly water stains like blood.The plastic barrel of the cherry blossom propelling pencil is densely covered with traces that A used his fingernails to pinch when he helped me review math—now it’s gone. A piece of eraser that C gave me--ZL carved like a work of art with a knife--was gone.And the little Mickey Mouse barrette that B lent me, and I've been holding back on giving it back to her—it's gone.How could this happen - first the wallet was gone, and then the pencil case.The many, many things that were connected with the past disappeared bit by bit, abandoning me-and I thought they would never leave me.On my face, there are intricate and cold lines.

B walked into the room, sat at my feet, put his hand on the back of my hand, and said softly, "Let me see you." I said softly: "I've been wondering where my pencil case is. My school badge and regiment badge must be waiting for me in some dark corner, waiting for me to bring them back... But they can't make a sound , I can't find them..." My voice dropped. B listened quietly, slowly stroking between my fingernails and the back of my hand.After a while, she repeated: "Let me see you." B's hands are as moist as her face, as if she just came back from a foggy day.I looked at her, smiled, and a slightly mischievous thought popped into my head: Van must have touched her hand.Thinking of this, my hand despicably pulled out from under her wet palm.

That night, C called and asked me what I wanted to do during the Labor Day holiday.I said, "What are you doing? What do you want to do?" He said, "Do you want to go to play? Do you want to go to other places? Go to Hangzhou." I said, "It's unlikely. I don't know what the family is going to do." He said: "Go and build a good relationship with your parents." I said: "Hey." He said: "Go! Call Shumei and go to Xiangmeicheng. Just go for a day." I became alert and said: " What are you doing?" He smiled: "Hey."

For half a second, I was thinking about person C in my mind: Is this person C still thinking about B? The place where I was sitting was facing the window, and a gust of wind escaped from the outside, and the curtains moved furtively. Moved. I said: "One day? Go to Hangzhou for a day?" He said: "Train." I said: "The train will take eight hours to go back and forth." He said: "Express. I have read it, go to seven o'clock, come back six Some time." "The express will take three hours," I said, "—maybe it will be later." He was silent for a moment, and said, "Oh, never mind. Anyway, we can all get together."

I suddenly felt very funny and said: "Haha, I know! After getting off the train, you must say, let's find a place to eat first." He said: "Yes yes. I must be hungry by train... I rushed forward and said: "Eat first, after eating, you must want to sleep, so you need to find a place to rest." "Then I have to catch the train back. Otherwise, I will miss the time." The two of us separated by phone Line plus handset laughing wildly. What I didn't even think of was that in the end, C persuaded A, B and me to go to Hangzhou for a day together.When I said yes, from the depths of my throat—a place so deep that no light could be seen—there was a sudden surge of sadness.

6:45, C has not come yet.We said: It's over, Zhang Lan, don't let us dove again - he has all the tickets. For the nth time, A begins to enumerate the evil deeds of C releasing pigeons. B is also a little anxious, while scolding me why I have to carry such a big bag. "You thought you were going to go out for eight years?" she said.I said, "Yes, yes." As soon as the sun came out, the water in my body began to escape. When we were discussing and discussing, when the air was lost a little bit, C's good-looking figure appeared in the crowd.I secretly said to A again: "Zhang Lan is really pretty. Shu Mei lost." A smiled, lowered his head and said, "I don't know what Zhang Lan means this time." I looked up and stared at A in surprise, and he backed away He stepped back, waved his hands and smiled, "Don't do that!"

C ran over and said, "I'm sorry." We said, "Fortunately, it's set at 6:30. If it's at 6:45, there's no hope. It's too late." C raised his wrist to look at his watch, and said loudly: "It's too late." A tapped him hard on the back of the shoulder and said, "Let's go." After sitting on the train, we found out that C brought a very good camera.I joked with him and said, "Are you going to have time to take pictures today? You don't want to eat and sleep?" C drank sugar-free oolong tea and said with a blank face: "I just went to listen to the photography a few times last month. Lecture, it is your honor to meet me to take pictures for you today." "You think we are experimental subjects?" A said with a smile. B said: "Thank you!" When B looked at C, he was smiling from head to toe.Today, both of them were wearing white clothes, sitting side by side across from me and A, with C's bottle of sugar-free oolong tea in the middle, and even the smell on their bodies seemed to be exactly the same, making me feel more comfortable the more I looked at them.

As soon as the train left the station, C took out two decks of cards from his bag and said, "Play cards." We were all very interested, but A said that he went to bed very late yesterday and had to squint for a while.There was a student-like person in the next aisle, and after chatting with C just now, C called him over and asked A to doze off while listening to music. We play arch pigs. A woke up after squinting for a while, leaned his head up to look, held up the bottle of C's sugar-free oolong tea in his hand and said, "Who is a pig? Hit me on the head!" We said: "Why?" He said: " Oh, I'm the referee." "Hunter!" C said, "What referee!"

B was looking at his own cards. At this time, he raised his head from the cards and said with a smile, "It's good for him. He is free and easy by himself, and he still wants to knock on other people's heads." Laughing so that the card fell to the ground, he said, "Oh!" He bent down to pick it up.We just laughed at him at the poker table. A couldn't hit anyone's head, so he had to continue to close his eyes and meditate.After a long while, he suddenly opened his eyes, tilted his mouth, and laughed, "Who is it? Who is it?" C said, "Shu Mei!" A stood up and hit B over my head.Repeatedly like this, B was knocked several times. A said: "Liu Shumei, why is it always you?" B said softly: "There is no way." Then he played the cards. C said across from B: "Van plays cards very well, why haven't you learned anything?" We were all taken aback, and B's face was also a little stiff.No one answered C's question, only the poker player who had been brought in was playing cards naively. Along the way, C always seemed to casually mention Van, Van this, Van that, no one paid attention to him, he just said there alone. We really didn't have much fun in Hangzhou, but we felt that the sun was very good along the way. C is eager to take pictures of us.He said that there are long shots, medium shots and close shots when taking pictures, but every time he has to find leaves or branches for close shots.Once he really couldn't find the close-up, so I stretched out my hand and said, "Here, I'll give you my hand, and I'll have a close-up again." On the edge of the West Lake, C just finished eating a can of Coke.He walked to the waste bin and said, "Now look at me throwing this soda can in with my feet." Then, he put the soda can between his feet and jumped up.The soda can flew out from between his feet, flew far away, and landed on the ground with a clatter.He ran over to pick it up and repeated the action just now.A and I laughed so hard that we almost sat on the ground, B stood several meters away from us, we didn't have time to pay attention to her. When C did this action for the third time, a child walked by and said in a very disdainful tone: "Throw it with your hands. Idiot!" I really sat on the ground, and A laughed and wanted to pull me up. After pulling for a long time, I couldn't move at all. About a quarter of an hour later we encountered the child again.He stood by the lake and looked across. Thief C walked over and stood in front of him, asked A to take a photo of him, and said proudly: "Humph! Who told you to call me an idiot!" I smiled like an old woman and leaned against the tree trunk, walking I can't walk either. 18:18, the train left Hangzhou Station.My eyes withdrew from the car window and fell on B on the opposite side.The sun was always good during the day, but when the evening approached, the sky turned cloudy.The white skylight filtered through the glass window and shone on B's face—a kind of wet light blue. B was looking out the window, felt my gaze, turned his head and smiled at me.Under the light blue light, her eyes looked very clear.A whole day has passed, and only now can I vaguely feel the slight displeasure in her expression—piles of dry ice-like smoke quietly gathered under her soft bangs, just like the evening sky Light blue, constantly exuding moisture. A was saying that his mother went to Beijing when she was in tandem, and bought a loaf of bread bigger than a washbasin with ten yuan from her little aunt, and ate it all the way to Harbin with a group of people.I laughed out loud, but it wasn't as enjoyable as I thought it would be. C laughed the hardest. After laughing, he said that there was a classmate from Harbin in their dormitory. He claimed that there is a kind of bread in Harbin, which is very big and very delicious. Each person is only allowed to buy two—probably what A said. that kind of bread. B listened, and pointed out to C one by one the irrationality in his narrative.I laughed so badly that my teeth were sore. When my eyes fell between B's eyebrows again, I found myself missing Chen Xiaochun for the nth time.Every time I feel sad, I always like to think about Chen Xiaochun. We are approaching Shanghai at a fast speed.The sky outside the window is slowly deepening, and B's face is always the same light blue, against the bluish white of the fluorescent lights in the carriage, it looks crystal clear like jelly, with the slight bumps of the train, it shakes and shakes gently , shake, shake down. C looked at me diagonally across from me.My eyes met his - he had a green face with irregularly arranged small stubbles on his chin, which was very good-looking.Then, for some reason, I blurted out to him: "I really like Chen Xiaochun so much." A yelled very loudly, as if he was completely disappointed with my behavior: Ah———————————————————! B smiled and said, "Chen Xiaochun has been to Shanghai again." I yelled, "Really?" B nodded and said, "It's on Huating Road. When I saw it, I wanted to call you to come over, but it was already too late." It’s late, it’s too late.” I said hysterically, “Why didn’t you run up to him and tell him to wait for me?!” I froze for a while, then I shrank, shook my head and said, “Forget it. "A put his hands on my shoulders and said softly: "So you want to see Chen Xiaochun?" I faced the ceiling of the train and nodded. ——I think of a physics problem that I have been doing repeatedly in high school: there is a water drop on the top of a moving train car, and when it falls, it will fall vertically, forward or backward.I have never figured out this topic.Later, it developed to require you to calculate the speed of water droplets falling.I held a pencil in my hand, put my chin on the draft paper, imagined that I was the drop of water, perched high above the carriage, thinking where it would fall... and then fell, fell, fell at an incalculable speed ...falls on the conductor's neck. I looked out the window wearily again.The train drove very slowly, as if circling on the mountain road, cautiously.I remember when I went to Kunming in junior high school, the train drove a long way in this way—one side was a mountain wall, and the other side was a cliff.Trees grow densely on the mountain wall, and the emerald green branches and leaves come forward, brushing against the windows and roof of the car intimately, making a "hissing" sound. A, B, and C are discussing how comfortable the soft seat is. B said that it is very comfortable to buy two soft seats and lie down. A said: This fare can probably buy a soft sleeper. C said that it might be better to sit still, and think about others as soon as he lay down on the train. A listened, and asked with a smile, why is it so dreamy? I opened a pack of jelly on the table and started to eat aimlessly, occasionally pulling out a tissue to wipe the juice splashed on my face and clothes.Once or twice, A turned his head to look at me, and said with a disdainful expression: "Why do you have such a low IQ? How did the jelly splash out?" I said confidently, "Yes." Now I am often unscrupulous Said loudly, yes, it is like this, yes, yes. When the loudspeaker was talking about the station ahead, I began to silently plan how to get off the train in front without showing any traces, and stay there for a few days.But in this way, my bag will be left in the car.So, while driving, A, B, and C thought: Hey, why is Xie Yi gone? When they arrived in Shanghai, they still didn’t see it.They thought: Oops, I lost Jie Yi! In fact, it was only Xie Yi who left her bag on the train—it was Xie Yi who lost them. I closed my eyes, leaned on the back of the chair, and imagined derailment in the slight shock of the train.After thinking about it, it would be too unfair to A, B, and C, so I had no choice but to give up the idea. A's hand was on my head - I felt his warmth.I don't want to talk now.Even though I have liked nagging all day and night since I was a child, like chanting sutras, but now I still don't want to talk—I absolutely don't want to, I don't want to.I want to go for a run and go all the way to Shanghai. I'm still back in Shanghai.B and I trail behind as we walk toward the tunnel.I whispered Guang Shumei in her ear, don't be angry with Zhang Lan.You should understand him. "B fixedly took a look at me, and then his eyes fell to the ground. In the tunnel, she said: "I know.I'm not mad at him. Then she raised her head and exhaled, and said with a smile: "Go back and give Van a call." " When I walked out of the tunnel and saw the lights in the open air outside, C said loudly: "Shanghai is better!" I looked at his handsome face and limbs with a smile, and thought: Yes, Shanghai is better. However, I still returned to Shanghai.