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Chapter 4 the fourth part

Sadness flows like river 郭敬明 5141Words 2018-03-13
31 When I got back to school, my lunch break had just started. Most of the students sleep on their desks.The windows were tightly shut, but the piece of glass that had been shattered by boys playing football in the classroom a few days ago became a violent air leak.The students near the windows all changed to other empty seats to sleep.Lie together sparsely.The head is covered with down jackets of various colors. Yi Yao's seat was right next to the window where a piece of glass was missing. Looking through that quarter of the window frame without glass, the blue sky of that piece is extraordinarily vast and sharp.

After she walked in from the classroom, she walked directly to her seat, stuffed her bag into her schoolbag, and raised her head, just in time to see Qi Ming walking out of the classroom with a water glass. As soon as she sat down, several girls approached her. A small area that was originally vacant around was filled with people one after another. Tang Xiaomi, the representative of the chemistry department, put a pink notebook on Yi Yao's desk and said with a smile on his face, "Hey, there are a lot of notes from this morning's chemistry class, so hurry up and copy them."

Yi Yao raised his head and showed a polite smile, "Thank you." "No need," Tang Xiaomi pulled the stool closer, and lay on her table facing Yi Yao, "Are you sick?" "Well. Dizziness in the morning. I'm on a drip." "En...Qi Ming went with you, right?" Tang Xiaomi's casual tone seemed to be a sentence that came out inadvertently. Yi Yao raised her head, squinted her eyes and smiled, "This is the point of the conversation and the meaning of lending me the notes." She thought to herself, but she didn't say it, but just perfunctory, "Ah? No way. Didn't he come to class?"

"Yeah, I didn't come." Tang Xiaomi raised her head and looked at her in doubt. The eyes of the girls around were like the mouths of countless long-nosed fish in the deep sea, poking towards Yi Yao in the dark, wishing to find a little slack, and then plunging into the curious and gossiping spikes, absorbing them to gloat and stir up trouble raw materials. "But for a good student like him, even if he doesn't come for three days, the teacher won't care about it." After speaking, Yi Yao raised the notebook in his hand to Tang Xiaomi, showing a "thank you" expression.

As soon as he sat down, he raised his head and his eyes fell on Qi Ming who came in from outside the classroom. From the front door to Yi Yao's seat at the right back of the classroom, Qi Ming slanted across the gap between the tables, his white down jacket bulging, and the cold white sunlight of winter set him off even more clearly. He walked all the way to Yi Yao's desk and put the water in his hand on her desk, "Drink the sugar water quickly, the doctor said your blood sugar is low." The eyes of the girls around suddenly enlarged, like those dormant jellyfish in the deep sea suddenly opened their huge tentacles, stretched out, and surrounded Yi Yao densely.

Yi Yao looked at Qi Ming in front of her, but didn't speak. Qi Ming met her with puzzled eyes. She lowered her head, leaned the cup to her mouth, and drank slowly. The mist quickly covered the eyes, and the slight tingling sensation was provoked by the winter cold. 32 "That," Tang Xiaomi stood up, and pointed to the notebook in Yi Yao's hand, "I need to use it in class in the afternoon, so hurry up and copy it." Yi Yao raised his wrist to look at his watch. There was still half an hour before class.Obviously there is no way to copy it.And in the afternoon there are math and physics classes.No chemistry at all.

She closed the notebook with a snap, handed it to Tang Xiaomi, then turned to Qi Ming and said, "What about the notes left in the morning?" Qi Ming nodded and said, "I just borrowed the one from my deskmate, and I'll copy it to you." Yi Yao turned his head and looked at Tang Xiaomi who was blushing. The eyes are tense, tangled and pulled like strings, from a mess to a straight line. No one looked back. Until tears welled up in Tang Xiaomi's eyes.Yi Yao slightly raised the corners of his mouth. The voice inside was, "I won." A young man who is wrapped up in words such as gentleness, kindness, politeness, excellent grades, and sharp outline, whether he is standing silently in an empty stand in a daze, or riding a bicycle with earphones along the crowds step by step through countless green lights , or wearing a white vest, running across the playground track painted in sad tones by the setting sun.

Around him, there are always countless eyes spreading towards him like a tide, attached to his white down jacket, and reflected.It's like all kinds of frequency-modulated electric waves, longing for the same wave rate as him, and then conveyed into the inside of his heart. And once he walked towards and looked at a certain person, these electric waves would instantly turn into poisonous radiation, sweeping towards the person he was looking at. Yi Yao felt that the gazes turned towards him turned into long tentacles, and slapped him hard on the face. surrounded. was devoured. hated.

Because he cares about it. Being watched by him from a far away place, and being called out by him from a far away place with a long and gentle dialogue, "Hey, I've been watching you all the time." always there. In the distant and vast sea of ​​people, the boy holding the bicycle turned his head and said in a low voice, hello, shall we go home together? The tenderness of infinite time. A long time in infinite tenderness. always there. 33 Girls were left behind after school.Because the new school uniform size needs to be measured.The boys had all stayed and measured yesterday.Today it's girls' turn.

So the boys rushed out of the classroom roaring, and of course they didn't forget to make funny faces at the girls who stayed in the classroom. Of course not all. There are still boys sitting on benches in twos and threes in the corridor, flipping through books or listening to MP3s to pass the time waiting for a certain girl in the classroom. The sun was shining on their thick coats.Get your hair shiny. Qi Ming was flipping through a book of "Time Floating", squinting his eyes from time to time, and looking into the classroom along the light. The phone in his pocket vibrated.

Turning on the screen, it was a text message from Yi Yao. "Don't wait for me. You go first. I have something to do after school." Qi Ming closed the phone.Stand up and go to the window.Yi Yao lowered his head and held a borrowed measuring tape to measure his waistline.The way she looked down to read the numbers was projected into Qi Ming's sight by the afternoon light. Qi Ming put the book in his schoolbag, turned around and went downstairs to get the car. 34 When the door opened, my mother made an exception and didn't greet her with a smile on her face.Instead, sit on the couch and watch TV.But obviously absent-minded.Because the channel is broadcasting international news. Her interest is how a terminally ill younger sister intertwines with a handsome older brother in Korean dramas.And it doesn't matter to her where in the world a bomb is being dropped or a country is facing famine. Qi Ming remembers that once the whole family had a good meal and watched TV together. When it was broadcast on the news channel, it happened to say that China’s floods were serious. You won’t be mobilizing us to donate money again? They are pitiful, but we are still pitiful!” After talking for a few minutes, she changed the channel to a Korean white drama she was chasing, and when she saw the hero in it crying because of a broken relationship, she was more touching than any woman, she sniffled and said, " What a crime, it's so pitiful." Qi Ming looked at her incredulously. It is still the cotton wool lying in the blood vessel. Qi Ming changed his shoes, walked to the sofa, and asked, Mom, what's the matter with you? Mother put down the remote control, "Your teacher called in the morning." "What did you say?" Qi Ming picked up the cup on the coffee table and poured a glass of water. "What did you say?" The mother's tone was obviously agitated, probably provoked by the son's nonchalant tone, "You didn't go to school all morning, what else can you say?" "Yi Yao passed out this morning. I took her to the hospital, and I couldn't leave her there alone for IV drips, so I asked the school for leave." Qi Ming drank water, paused, and said, "I took leave of absence." The teacher has to call too, it's really annoying." The mother softened her tone, but her words became harsher, and she said: "Oh, you are so annoying to my mother, little ancestor. I thought you were doing something all morning. But then again, she passed out and shut you up." What's the matter, her mother doesn't want her, why do you want her, don't get involved with their family. " Qi Ming turned his head and frowned, "I went into the room to read." Mother stood up and was about to go into the kitchen to cook. Just as she turned around, she seemed to remember something, "Qi Ming, you didn't pay for her medical treatment, did you?" Qi Ming didn't turn his head back, and said, "Well, I'll pay for it." The mother's voice was obviously an octave higher: "You paid? Why did you pay? She is not my daughter-in-law." Qi Ming waved his hand, made an expression of "I don't want to argue anymore", and said casually, "Just treat her as your daughter-in-law." The mother suddenly took a deep breath, and her bust suddenly enlarged. 35 Lin Huafeng lay on the bed all afternoon. The unexplained headache made her feel like someone was taking an awl and gouging her temple.When she finally figured out that the sharp stimulation of her temples was not the phantom pain but the knocking on the door like a drum outside, her fire was ignited all of a sudden. She rolled over and got out of bed, and rushed outside without any clothes on. "Surely I didn't bring the key! Push the girl!" Just as she opened the door and was about to shout out, she saw the mother and son of the Qi family standing at the door. "Oh! Die! Can you put on your clothes, you! Even if you're not ashamed, it's still good to cut in winter!" Qi Ming's mother screamed, turning around and covering Qi Ming's eyes with her hands. Lin Huafeng slammed the door shut. After a while, she opened the door wrapped in a thick pajamas that couldn't be seen after washing. 36 Overhead is the sky that darkens early in the winter. Big big clouds.A dark red silhouette floated slowly against the black sky. The school is very close to the river.Therefore, the whistles of those transport ships can be distinguished from thousands of noisy sounds by floating over the river from afar, being blown by the wind.That sad siren sound. On the top of a tall building in the distance, the navigation flashing lights of an aircraft flashed on and off at a fixed frequency, passing through the night sky.It looked very lonely. Yi Yao rode his bicycle through these tall buildings and rode towards the long alley where his home was located. In fact, when he handed over the school uniform size form to the deputy monitor, Yi Yao clearly saw the deputy monitor turn around and quickly change a few lines on his form. Yi Yao stood quietly behind her without speaking. The pen cap in his hand was unscrewed by himself, and then screwed on again.Then unscrew and screw on. If eyes could turn into daggers, Yi Yao would definitely stab her in the back forcefully. The plane flashes brightly.Slowly disappearing at the edge of the sky. Even breathing becomes heavy in the dark.The stewardesses turned off the yellow reading lights above their heads one by one.People in the night flight are sleeping in a vast world.The heart is decorated with all kinds of exquisite puzzles.It doesn't matter to be alone, and it doesn't matter to be lonely. Just flying to the same distant place at night with different thoughts. In fact, I think so too much, the light flickers alone, and I fly across the dark night sky alone. Flying to a place where no one can find it, it doesn't matter if it is flooded by weeds, covered by the sound of the tide, or blown away by the wind and sand to take away the youthful appearance. Can it be like this.Let me be thrown into nothingness by time in a world that no one knows. is it okay? 37 Someone changed a very bright light bulb at the entrance of the alley. The bright light even made Yi Yao close his eyes slightly. The shadow of the ground became very thick under the strong light.Like a puddle of ink. Yi Yao bent down to lock the car, raised his head, and saw a small spot of solidified blood on the wall.Raising his hand to touch the left side of his face, a large piece of skin was scratched at the temple. Yi Yao stared at the small piece of blackened blood in a daze.It wasn't until being urged by the neighbor behind him, "Give it up, how did others get in at the gate?" I came back to my senses. In fact, no matter what, it will be like this piece of blood. In the ruthless consumption of time, it will change from bright red to pitch black, and finally disintegrate into powder, blown by the wind without a trace. youthful body.and death's rot.It's just a matter of time consumption. Long to consume. Thinking about it this way, it seems that everything is not so difficult. Yi Yao put the car away.Go to the alley. After walking a few steps, I heard the sound of arguing in the alley.After walking a few more steps, he saw Qi Ming and his mother standing at the door of his house, while Lin Huafeng was standing at the door wearing the pajamas that felt moldy no matter how much he washed them. There is a small circle of people around.Although each pretends to be busy with their own affairs.But all eyes fell on the two women. Yi Yao's heart suddenly sank. And at this moment, Qi Ming's mother turned around and saw Yi Yao standing a few steps away. Her face suddenly turned from flushed with excitement to the pride of the winner.His face was covered with the words "Now let's see how arrogant you are". Yi Yao yearned for Qi Ming who was standing behind the two women.The light from the windows and doors did not shine on Qi Ming's face.His face was hidden in the darkness.Only the eyes gleamed clearly. The plane flying at night, flashing light with a fixed frequency, traverses the entire night sky alone. Yi Yao walked over and said in a low voice, Mom, I'm back. 38 "That's great, Yi Yao, you're back." Qi Ming's mother couldn't help but smug, "Tell your mother, is our family Qi Ming paying for the medical expenses for you today?" Yi Yao lowered his head and didn't speak, nor did he raise his head to look at Qi Ming.She also had no way of guessing what Qi Ming's expression was like standing behind her mother at this time.Is it a gentle sadness on the face, or is it looking at yourself silently. "Yi Yao, you are talking!" Qi Ming's mother was a little anxious. "Why are you yelling?" Lin Huafeng raised her voice, "Li Wanxin, go back to your own house and yell at your son. My daughter won't get your turn to yell." Qi Ming's mother was so angry that her face turned red and white. She suppressed her temper and said to Yi Yao, "Yi Yao, you can't be so heartless. Our family, Qi Ming, took you to the hospital so we didn't let you lie on the ground. I also paid for you, you can't be like..." "Like your mother" Li Wanxin still didn't dare to say it, so she had to answer "... just like some people! You've been educated!" "Who the fuck are you scolding?!" Lin Huafeng was so excited that he waved his hands and wanted to pounce. "Mom..." Yi Yao grabbed her clothes, lowered her head, and said in a low voice, "I did get a drip in the morning...I borrowed the money from Qi Ming..." Lin Huafeng's hand stopped in the air, and he turned to look at Yi Yao. Yi Yao raised his head, and suddenly a loud slap hit his face. 39 Gaze in the dark.Crystal clear and shiny.Like a lake full of water. The lake standing in the distance. Or a night flight flying farther and farther. Finally disappeared into the darkness.escaped far away. "Forget it, forget it, it's good to be clear, and there is not much money," Qi Ming's mother saw Lin Huafeng trembling with anger, her face could not help being arrogant and proud, "Just treat each other as classmates, we Qi Ming have always He is a student of the school with excellent character and learning, so I still need to help with this kind of favor among classmates." For Qi Ming's family, a few hundred yuan really doesn't matter.What Li Wan wanted was face. "Stop pretending!" Lin Huafeng turned around and yelled back, "The money will be returned to you immediately, don't fucking think that if you have some money, you can set up a stage to sing in front of my house, Li Wanxin, get out of here!" After speaking, he dragged Yi Yao into it. The door was slammed shut behind her. There was a loud bang. The alley was quiet. Then there was a louder slap than before from the door. 40 Yi Yao cooks the meal.Turn off the exhaust fan that extracts the fumes.Bring two dishes to the table. She walked into her mother's room and called out softly, "Mom, my meal is ready." The room was silent.The mother was lying on the bed, and she could see her back facing her in the dark. "Mom..." Yi Yao opened his mouth, and a pillow was thrown from the bed, hitting his face hard. "I don't want to eat! You go and eat it! You eat it for me alone! Don't fucking pretend to be weak and faint. I don't have that much money to make you faint. I owe you in my previous life!" Yi Yao took the bowl and put the rice in his mouth mouthful. From time to time, there were one or two voices in the bedroom, "Why don't you die" and "Death is clean".Those words entered the ears, and then quickly flowed to the heart like a warm and stinging liquid. The two dishes on the table were barely touched.It is no longer steaming.Food cools down very quickly in winter. Yi Yao reached out to touch his burning face, only to find sticky blood on his hand. The grazed wound began to bleed again from the mother's two slaps. Yi Yao went into the toilet, found a clean towel, poured hot water from the thermos, soaked the towel, and slowly wiped the sticky blood on his face. Eyes warm. Yi Yao raised his hand to rub his eyes, from the outer corners of his eyes to the bridge of his nose. The hot tears rubbed more and more.
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