Chapter 28 2003 Summer Solstice · Reed · Short Matsuoka (2)

The train leaves Beijing. Li Xia sat by the car window, the whistle blew.Lixia left without telling anyone.Didn't even tell you when you met. I got my phone, found Qiqi's number, and sent a short message: "Please take care of Fu Xiaosi. Please." Then Li Xia took out the SIM card from the phone and threw it out the window. A metallic luster flashed in the air.From now on, no one in the world can find Lixia again. It's like Li Xia has never existed in this world. After Yu Yu couldn't find Lixia on the phone for three days, she ran to the studio.At first, I thought there was no one there, it was dark, and the lights were off, but the door was unlocked. It wasn't until I turned on the fluorescent light that I saw Fu Xiaosi sitting in the corner.

A mustache grows jaggedly over the chin and lips.The hair is up in disorder. Xiaosi...how are you... Fu Xiaosi raised his head and looked at Yuyu for a long time, then suddenly rushed over like a normal person, grabbed Yuyu's hand, tears streaming down his face, "Meet, have you seen Lixia? Didn't you see Lixia?" Have you seen Lixia? Have you seen Lixia? When I came back from Fu Xiaosi, I met him and couldn't figure out why Lixia suddenly disappeared.Just now he said that he promised to help him find Lixia, so he coaxed Fu Xiaosi to sleep.Fu Xiaosi fell into a deep sleep three minutes after falling down.

It must have been many days without sleep.Encountered a slight pain in my heart.She couldn't even believe that the haggard, stubble-faced man just now was Fu Xiaosi, who was like the prince back then.Therefore, Yu Yu couldn't bear to tell him that now the whole city of Beijing is covered with Lu Zhiang's head portrait.The whole city. Time has changed too much.It seems that only a moment has passed, but eight years have actually passed. Asakawa No. 1 Middle School in 1995, and the streets of Beijing in 2003.It's like two different worlds with different spaces. Yu Yu looked up, and the moon hung high in the sky, casting silvery light on the world.

It never knows the joys and sorrows in the world, but it puts on a face that will be cloudy and sunny, causing more loneliness in every lonely moment. When climbing up the last flight of stairs, Yu met and saw Duan Qiao sitting in front of his house.He had a hesitant look on his face.And I can't tell if it's a frustrated or sad expression. At that moment, I saw the cruel profile of the future, and a gust of wind blew through my heart, making a hollow sound. Duan Qiao said, met, the school gave me a place...Cambridge University... The heart suddenly sank to the surface of the water, and then the sadness of crescent moon surfaced.

Is it…… going to...eight years... Such a long time.It's like traveling through countless worlds.The years are monotonous.But life is thinner. yes.Eight years later, I will be thirty years old. Met, you said, should I go? go.You can go to Cambridge to study your favorite architecture. Isn't this what you have been looking forward to? That's because I used to think that it would never come true, that's why I'm nagging in front of you every day... Oh, it's not the same.It's done now, you should be happy. Then... will you wait for me? Will you wait for me?Such questions, like those fallen leaves floating on the river surface, if they are not answered, will forcibly sink to the bottom of the river, and then will be gradually covered by yellow sand, buried by silt, and become a piece of land in the earth's crust that will never be found again. until the earth's crust changes, revealing the hard veins of fossils.The once yellow leaves have long since become stiff traces in the stone.

Do you need me to wait for you? ...eight years...is it long or short? ...There is no need to wait.At that time, I should have met someone I liked. What do you think? Ok.If you meet such an outstanding child, you will definitely be pursued by countless boys. Ok.may be.Maybe I will go back to Asakawa to look for Qingtian. ……Is it. Maybe.Or not.I do not know either. Yuyu felt that another self was talking all the time, separated from his body, and his soul was suspended above his head, and he looked down at the parting in front of him, as if it had nothing to do with him, but the tears of the soul had no shape , So, no matter how sad you cry, there are only slight fluctuations in the air.

You can't see it. I open the door, you go in for a while.I want to take a walk in the street.met said. Duan Qiao watched the back of the person he met disappear into the lower stairs, and the footsteps became farther and farther away.For a minute he sat blankly in the dark. Then he stood up suddenly and ran downstairs. Met, at the moment you walked downstairs, I was more afraid of losing you than ever. When your footsteps became farther and farther away, I was so afraid that I would not see you again. At that moment, I really felt, what Cambridge, what doctorate, what bright future, these, compared with the time with you, are so thin that I feel ridiculous.During the time with you, you taught me so many things.Including the courage to face setbacks, including dealing with happiness, including love, these things you taught me, I can't learn no matter where I am.

So, to hell with that Cambridge. Meet and marry me! marry me! After Yu met walked out of the corridor, he started to run, faster and faster, as if a train of fire was rumbling in his body. The surrounding crowd quickly backed up behind them.At this moment, Lixia's smile is in my mind.Lixia, I really want to see you, where are you?Where are you? The roadside produce shop emits a warm light, thick cotton curtains.These are all like insignificant smoke, blowing past him.His name sounded behind him, it was Duan Qiao's call. What do you think is the point of chasing me now? The hand was pulled from behind, and he was pulled back to the sidewalk when he was about to cross the road.Turning his head away, he stretched out his hand and slapped the person behind him. At that moment, he let go of his hand, and Duan Qiao's teary face was in front of him.

Yu Yu turned around and ran towards the opposite side of the road, but didn't see clearly whether it was a red light or a green light. At that moment, Yu Yu really felt that it didn't matter whether the light was red or green.Isn't it often like this in movies, during the breakup, the jilted heroine dies on the way.Like a blooming blood lotus. However, God will never be like those crappy TV shows.Yu Yu rushed to the opposite side of the road, raised his head and found that it was indeed a red light, but didn't he also rush over safely. The tears could not be held back any longer, dripping down the back of his hand.The hand covering his mouth was too hard, and his jaw ached.

Just as I was about to continue on the road, there was suddenly a sharp sound of brakes behind me, and the sound of a blunt object hitting. Looking back, there was a long brake mark on the ground. A large truck was lying in the middle of the road. The big red windbreaker, the blood slowly flowing out from under the windbreaker, gradually spread. Like the most beautiful blood lotus in the center of the city. 2003 passed in the blink of an eye. After many heavy snowfalls, Beijing has once again become covered in snow. It's almost New Year's Eve again.There are often children setting off firecrackers on the street, and the ground is full of the pungent sulfur smell of shredded red paper.

A little girl wearing a red scarf took her mother's hand and walked across the pedestrian bridge. When passing by a beggar, she casually threw a dime in her hand into the bowl in front of the beggar. Mom, the eyes of that beggar just now are so beautiful, big and bright, like the eyes of a movie star. Don't talk nonsense, kid.What's so nice about a beggar.Dad is the best looking. The beggar put away the basin in front of him and walked slowly down the bridge.I couldn't see it when I was sitting on the ground, but when I stood up, I realized that it was so bright.Plugged figure, deep facial features.It's a bit outrageous to be young. My legs hurt so much when I walked down the bridge.Especially in winter.Since autumn, because I have been sleeping under bridge holes, roadsides, and sewers.The knees are starting to become more and more sensitive.When the weather gets colder or it rains or snows, the bones will feel cloudy and painful. It has been half a year, and I walked past that exquisite shop by the side of the road, and the person in the glass window was a man with a beard, a tattered dress, and long tangled hair, which was already full of greasy hair.There is more greasy on the clothes, a thick layer.However, no matter how thick and greasy it is, it can't resist the cold in winter.I learned a lot of skills from other homeless people on the roadside, such as how to stuff waste paper into clothes to keep warm, how to dig out edible things in the trash can without spoiling the stomach, and how to find food that looks cold but is actually cold. There is no need to spend the night in a place where the cold wind is blowing, where the pedestrian bridge is easy to get money. These are things taught to him by those people who met by chance. On the roadside billboard, there is a big boy's sunny smile. The whole road is full of this big boy's smile. The beggar stared at the billboard for a long time, attracting the attention of passers-by around him. He realized that I was too eye-catching, so I quietly turned into a small alley. On the billboard is a boy with a warm smile but foggy eyes.He is now the best-selling painter in China.He stood quietly under a camphor tree, wearing a black and white uniform, carrying a schoolbag, and waited quietly.And behind him is the rising sun, or the setting sun. -- Fu Xiaosi's 2004 masterpiece, the last splendor of the seal pen!National FireWire listed! All the latest bestsellers were displayed at the entrance of Xinhua Bookstore, and many girls gathered at the entrance, flipping through that book in their hands.Later, when they saw a beggar approaching, they were so frightened that they hurriedly took their books to pay the bill, and then hurried away. On the afternoon of a sunset approaching the New Year, a beggar was flipping through a painting album at the entrance of Xinhua Bookstore.People around are pointing and pointing, feeling very strange.However, the beggar didn't know it at all. Everyone watched him turn the pages, and then the beggar started to cry strangely. Xiao Ruan, a clerk of Xinhua Bookstore, just graduated from university and was assigned to do an internship. He just sorted out the books on the shelves and didn't know what happened at the door. He didn't run out until he heard a heart-piercing cry whats the matter. He was a beggar, wearing tattered clothes and bare feet. In winter, his feet were frozen and damaged. He was flipping through a painting album that had just been released. The hand he was holding the painting album was too hard, and the knuckles of his fingers were numb. Turned pale, and his throat seemed to be crying like a roar.This kind of crying often belongs to children, and children who see lost toys or candies often cry like this. Xiao Ruan wanted to tell him to put the book down, but she didn't dare to go up.So tall, and so strong, it was frightening. So the police were called. When the police arrived, the beggar was still crying.At the beginning, the police didn't pay much attention, thinking it was a lunatic, and planned to coax him away.But when he got closer, he was pushed to the ground suddenly, his feet stepped on his face, and his hands were tied behind his back. Xiao Ruan didn't understand a bit. The beggar trampled on the ground by the police boots was a bit pitiful, but he didn't struggle at all. He just kept crying, crying all the time. The heart-piercing cry of a big man touched Xiao Ruan's heart. Feeling sad for a while.Xiao Ruan felt that this was simply too much. Little girl, you are too simple, do you know who he is?Take a look at the notice posted on the wall by the side of the road. The beggar was taken away in everyone's sight.Xiao Ruan walked to the side of the road and looked at the wanted poster on the wall. The photo showed a handsome young man with thick eyebrows and a straight nose.The corners of the pretty mouth are slightly raised.Following the photo is a line of words: Lu Zhiang, suspected of murder, now in the whole city. Xiao Ruan was surprised, how could such a good-looking boy be a murderer.Looking back, the opened picture book was blown back to the first page by the wind. Xiao Ruan picked it up, and there was still a beggar's finger mark on the first page. On the screen is a boy with soft long hair, almost exactly the same as the beggar just now, next to a girl with long hair, who looks like the brightest sunshine in summer when she smiles. There is a piece of text on the screen, and Xiao Ruan reads in a low voice: The boy that made me grow up that girl who taught me to love They have appeared in my life and then disappeared But I don't believe they're angels They are the most ordinary boys and girls in the world So I just stood under the camphor tree and waited Because I believe they will come back one day Come back to me and teach me more Xiao Ruan turned her head to look at the beggar who had been taken away, his figure had already disappeared into the turbulent crowd. But for some unknown reason, his sad cry kept circling in his ears, circling, rising higher and higher, echoing back and forth over the noisy city. That boy, taught me to grow. That girl, taught me to love.