Chapter 6 the sixth part

51 When you close your eyes, you will see those slow-moving white lights, pulling the blurred light, densely criss-crossing the dark horizon. Open your eyes, outside the window is the alley at 3 o'clock in the morning. The dim light made a gap in the darkness, and some sinks and garbage cans were outlined in the gap.Occasionally, white plastic bags blown up by the wind float past the window. Two or three cats stood quietly on the wall, looking up at the bright moon. Occasionally, one or two car horns can be heard from far away. In the cold night, because it is too quiet, the ear-piercing feeling can no longer be heard. Only the sad emotion is left in the empty street. is continuously amplified.

Yi Yao raised his hand to wipe away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes.Turn around and face the wall and continue to sleep with your eyes closed. How many days have you been having this sad dream? Sometimes Yi Yao wakes up crying from a dream, but still can't stop the sadness, so he continues to cry, and he doesn't know why he is crying, but he can clearly know that he is enveloped by that kind of emotion called sadness, Like the thick layer of plum rain floating in mid-air in Shanghai in summer, the whole city is covered with mildew. Tired of crying, I fell asleep again.

And in the latest sad dream, Qi Ming died. 52 Yi Yao and Qi Ming walked forward slowly along the bicycle traffic. In the morning, the traffic situation in Shanghai is like a pot of overcooked vermicelli. There is a red light every three steps and a traffic jam every five steps. From time to time, old men and women doing morning exercises tiptoe past them. Every road is like a paralyzed snake, wriggling slowly. "Hey, yesterday I dreamed that you were dead." Another red light came on. Yi Yao put one foot on the ground and looked back at Qi Ming who was pulling up the scarf to cover more of his face. Are you sick or something."

Qi Ming waved at her with a "don't talk nonsense" expression. Yi Yao chuckled, "It's okay, Lin Huafeng told me that dreams are always reversed, don't be afraid. In my dream...". "Can't you properly call your mother Mom, and you have to call her by her first and last name?" Qi Ming interrupted her, turning his head and frowning slightly. Yi Yao looked back at Qi Ming with great interest, but didn't say a word. Anyway, he just looked at Qi Ming's face as if he was watching a Western trick, as if someone had set up a stage on his face and was singing an opera. laugh it out.

Embarrassed by her look, Qi Ming turned his head to look at the red light, talking to himself in a low voice. Yi Yao also turned to look at the red light, and there were 7 remaining on the countdown red second. "Actually, you should come to my house sometime to see what my mother calls me." Qi Ming turned his head, and just about to say something, the surrounding traffic surged. Yi Yao kicked forward twice, and then ran to the front. When locking the car in the school carport, I met Tang Xiaomi who was also parking the car. Tang Xiaomi raised her head and smiled sweetly at Yi Yao.

Looking at her face, Yi Yao felt like a huge flower that was rotten.It exudes a strong smell of rotting flowers. Yi Yao suddenly remembered the huge insect-eating plant that he saw on TV when he was resting at home last week.The same huge flowers, gorgeous colors, and transparent slime running from the petals.With its huge mouth open, it waits for the flapping insects to fly close to it. The crowd walking around, the chaotic and noisy sparrows above their heads, the bicycle bell kept beating by restless emotions, and the electric bell for morning self-study reminded from afar.All these disappeared.

Only the huge and viscous brilliant flower disc quietly opened its mouth towards him in front of her was left. 53 Contrary to expectations, the scene Yi Yao imagined did not appear. Before coming to school, Yi Yao had already thought about all kinds of bad possibilities.Even the plan of "today may be the last day of school" is well thought out.According to Tang Xiaomi's character and her wrist, Yi Yao felt that it was not too much to walk into the classroom and see a big-character poster about her going to a private gynecology department on the blackboard. Because I have heard of her various deeds before.It wouldn't be too much to describe it as intrigue, ruthless and tricky.

But when Yi Yao walked into the classroom, there was nothing different from usual. Qi Ming still bowed his head on the podium and copied the names of late students in the notebook.The subject representatives from each subject stood at the front of the room and sorted the handed-in homework into small piles.The girls gathered in a few small groups, discussing last night's TV series and the gossip about some boys from the school's sports department. Yi Yao looked at Tang Xiaomi in the back row of the classroom. She tilted her head and was talking about her new skirt with the girl behind her.

Yi Yao breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt a faint palpitation. It was as if he already knew about a heavy punch from the opponent, raised his hands and put his head in his arms, prepared to "be completely unrecognizable", but there was nothing to follow up, but he didn't dare to put down his elbows to look at the opponent, fearing that he would be attacked. Punch in the face. Yi Yao sat down and took out the textbooks for the morning from his schoolbag.Someone patted his shoulder from the back, Yi Yao turned his head away, Tang Xiaomi stood behind him, stretched out his hand and handed a tin candy jar in front of him---

"Hey, do you want to eat Huamei?" 54 A huge flower disc stretched out wantonly.The sweet and greasy aroma was too strong, giving off a strong fishy smell, which licked straight to the tip of the nose. 55 After the class exercises, the huge crowd of students flowed from all directions like water after a summer rainstorm.Divided into one after another, from different places, flow to the same low place. Qi Ming looked at Yi Yao who was walking beside him, the part of the trouser leg that had grown out was trampled to pieces, and there were only a few thin black cloths left, which were covered with dust.Qi Ming frowned, under the clear sunlight, only dark and narrow shadows remained in the eye sockets, "Don't you need to change your pants?"

Yi Yao raised his head, looked at him, then looked down at the bottom of his trousers, and said, "You still have time to care about this." "You do not care?" "not give a damn about". Qi Ming stopped talking, and followed her to the classroom, his silent appearance made his back look wide. "Why do you care about this?"After a while, Yi Yao picked up the topic again. Qi Ming stopped talking. He raised his head, and the eye sockets were still long and narrow shadows that the sun could not penetrate. When Yi Yao entered the classroom, she happened to meet Tang Xiaomi standing up from her seat, holding the thermos cup in her hand and preparing to pour water. When she saw Yi Yao walking in, she stopped, then stretched out her hand and handed the cup to the classroom with a smile. In front of Yi Yao, "Pour me a glass of water." The voice was neither loud nor low, neither light nor heavy, just enough for the people around to hear without being obtrusive.It was so accurate that most of the people around looked at the two of them. Yi Yao stood facing her, didn't speak, just raised his eyes to look at her, put his hands on the edge of the table, and clawed off a piece of paint vigorously with his nails. Tang Xiaomi also looked at Yi Yao, picked up a plum from the tin jar on the table and stuffed it into her mouth, her smile was girlish and sweet.Huamei had a lump on her cheek, like a tumor growing out. Yi Yao took the cup, turned around and walked out the door. "Hey, Yi Yao", Tang Xiaomi called her from behind, Yi Yao turned his head, saw her spit out Huamei's core, and said with a smile, "Don't be too hot". At the end of the corridor to the hot water, there are two or three people sparsely lined up. Winter is almost over.The temperature is no longer as frighteningly low as it was some time ago.So hot water is not as sought after as it was a while ago.Yi Yao quickly poured a glass, then walked back to the classroom. Halfway there, Yi Yao stopped, unscrewed the lid, poured half of the water into the sink beside him, then turned on the faucet and poured cold water into it. After unscrewing the lid, he still felt that it was not enough, so Yi Yao raised the cup and took a sip, then spit it back into it. Yi Yao took the cup and walked quickly to the classroom on the other side of the corridor. After walking a few steps, Yi Yao stopped, put his hand on the lid, finally unscrewed it, and poured all the water into the sink beside him.The white steam suddenly rose up from the edge of the sink. Yi Yao walked back to the white aluminum bucket at the end of the corridor, turned on the hot water tap, and put the cup under it. The sound of gurgling water pouring out from the mouth of the cup. Yi Yao raised the back of his hand, wiped his eyes wet from the heat, then closed the lid and walked back to the classroom. Tang Xiaomi took the cup with a smile, opened the lid and was about to drink when a girl who had just entered the classroom stopped her. "Oh, don't drink it. I thought it was Yi Yao's own water glass just now, because I saw her take a sip and then spit it in. Just now I seemed to ask her what she was doing." Yi Yao turned his head to look at the girl who just came in, and when he turned his head, he saw Tang Xiaomi's surprised face.Whether it's a real surprise or an acted expression, no matter which one, the expression of this face can be described as "living up to everyone's expectations and wonderful". Sure enough, there were one after another "tsk tsk" sounds from around. Yi Yao turned around and sat down quietly.Without saying anything, he slowly took out the textbook for the next class from his schoolbag. After she finished reading the text, Tang Xiaomi's belated voice came from behind her: "Yi Yao, how could you do this?" You can imagine that innocent and beautiful face. Like bright flowers in full bloom, people want to trample into dust. 56 Miasma poisonous flowers bloom in the dark. Although they cannot be seen, they can still be used to describe the bright golden edge with feeling and imagination. The strong stench will still flow on the huge petals covered with mucus, spread and breathe into the chest. The cycle dissolves into life, becoming an irreplaceable and disintegrating evil and insidious. 57 The winter sun, even at noon, will not fall vertically like the summer sun, condensing the shadow of a person into a heavy black dot.The winter sun, at noon, slanted in from the window, drawing the shape of the window on the ground of the cafeteria. Add narrow rectangular bright spots. At noon in winter, it feels like dusk in summer, vaguely and sadly beautiful. A boy kicked a ball and ran behind him, and some dust floated up from the ground in slow motion, floating in bright beams of light. "You really vomited it in." Qi Ming put down the bowl, looked at Yi Yao, and couldn't tell whether it was a smile or a serious expression on his face. "Vomited".Yi Yao answered without raising his head during the gap between him and Tang. Qi Ming frowned slightly in surprise. "But I still poured it out and helped her get another cup." Yi Yao raised his head and gritted his teeth, "I wouldn't have poured it if I knew it." Qi Ming turned his head away and couldn't help laughing softly. Yi Yao turned a cold face and stared at her, "Is it funny?" Qi Ming shook his head holding back a smile, raised his head and gently stroked Yi Yao's hair, and said, "You still lack the ruthlessness to be a villain." "What about criticizing me?" "No, it's a compliment." Qi Ming smiled, his eyes were shining brightly in the bright light, and his teeth were white and beautiful.Yi Yao heard the girls at the next table talking about him in low voices. "I would rather see it as your criticism. Criticism makes people progress, pride makes people lag behind."Yi Yao lifted the lid of the lunch box and said, "I'm done eating." The bright sun at noon in winter can't penetrate the dark and narrow shadow that freezes under Qi Ming's eyes.It was the shadow cast by his thick black eyebrows and long eyelashes, and it was the beauty that the girls in the whole school were obsessed with. Yi Yao looked at Qi Ming who was looking at him in front of him. He slowly collected the expression on his face in the sunlight, like a white epiphyllum blooming at midnight, gathering all the beauty before sunrise. The faint candle in my heart flickered again and went out. 58 Just as Yi Yao expected, Tang Xiaomi's tricks did not stop. It can even be said that it is much more vicious than I imagined.Just like his exquisite face, in the eyes of others, it is much, much more beautiful and innocent. Just like dismantling a sweater, you need to find the first thread, and then pull it bit by bit, until it becomes a bunch of tangled threads. The thread of the matter was that this afternoon, a boy handed Yi Yao a hundred dollars. So it's like pulling a sweater, and it can't stop twitching. 59 In the morning, the school radio kept repeating the cleaning of the whole school in the afternoon. Because the inspection by the city's health department will be held next Monday, and the city's key evaluations and assessments, the sanitation situation has always been an important indicator. So throughout the morning, the cleaning work in the afternoon was repeated tirelessly on the radio, and the sickly female voice in the morning exercise music was replaced by the anxious tone of the Dean of Education.From the horns hanging around the school, hot flames were blowing out. The whole school was roasted by this anxious atmosphere as if it was about to catch fire. After the last self-study class in the afternoon is the vigorous cleaning of the whole school. "It's so hot, how does this winter feel like summer." "It's not over, why doesn't the dean die."The vicious girl spoke impatiently. "Cleaning a school is as tense as sweeping his ancestral grave. As for what?"Obviously this one is more vicious. Yi Yao leaned on the desk with his arms propped up, listening to the conversations of the girls around him, the sun was shining brightly outside the window.It seems that the pale and cold winter is almost over.Everything began to return to heat, water vapor slowly rose from the ground, and the whole world was surrounded by warm water vapor. A large area on the left side of the blackboard is used to write the division of labor for this cleaning. East Garden: Li Zhedong, Mao Jianan, Liu Yue, Ju Yunxia Classroom: Chen Jia, Wu Liang, Liu Beili. Corridor: Chen Jie, An Youming, Xu Yaohua, Lin Hui. ... Stairs: Yi Yao. Yi Yao stared at his name on the blackboard quietly, occupying half of it alone.On his name, a beam of sunlight happened to shine obliquely on his name, and some chalk dust floated in the bright light.Yi Yao twitched the corners of his mouth and let out a smile that didn't make sense. With a "snap", the textbook of the girl sitting next to him across the aisle fell to the ground and landed at his feet.Yi Yao turned his head and was about to bend down to pick it up when he heard Tang Xiaomi's voice behind him. "Yi Yao, help her pick up the book."Tang Xiaomi's voice is so sweet. Yi Yao's waist, which was about to bend down, slowly straightened up, and his whole back froze there. On the other hand, the girl next to her felt embarrassed, smiled awkwardly, and got up to pick it herself. "No need, ask her to pick it for you, it's right at her feet, what are you doing?"Tang Xiaomi's voice raised slightly. Yi Yao turned his head this time and slapped Tang Xiaomi in the back row.Familiar confrontation, the air was tense and clanked.Tang Xiaomi's beautiful crystal nails tapped on the tin jar full of plums, seemingly doing nothing, but in Yi Yao's eyes, they looked like five short daggers soaked in venom , stabbing deeply and shallowly on his back. There was another familiar "tsk tsk" sound from around.Yi Yao could even clearly feel the nausea when the viscous saliva made this sound in his mouth. Yi Yao bent down, picked up the book, patted the dust, and put it back on the girl's table next to him, "It's such a beautiful cover, so pretty." Yi Yao smiled at the girl, squinting his eyes in the sunlight . The girl's expression was indescribably embarrassed. Behind Tang Xiaomi put away her beautiful expression. On the radio outside the window, there was still the voice of the director of teaching affairs like a fire. The wind stirred the white clouds, and large florets flew across the blue sky above and behind them. There are also huge and colorful flowers that bloom one after another when winter is coming to an end and spring is coming.They can't wait for spring to come, and they are scrambling to open up. The sweet fragrance of the world.Sweeping and rushing back and forth.Surrounding every young and beautiful face. 60 In fact, it's also fun. There was no one else on the whole staircase, and occasionally boys from other classes ran over with buckets and brooms saying "sorry". Yi Yao took a long broom and swept across every step. The dust rose almost as high as a man.So Yi Yao went back to the classroom and took some water out to sprinkle it on. Most of the others went home after finishing their own areas, and there were fewer and fewer people left in the school.In the end, the sound of the broom rubbing against the ground reverberated around the campus.Start with just a little bit.It gradually became clear at the end. Take a look.Scrub the ground.Echoing in the campus where the number of people is gradually decreasing. Yi Yao straightened up and looked out from the tall window in the corridor.The sky is full of brilliant clouds, which are rare in winter, and it seems that the pale winter has passed.Yi Yao had a shallow and warm smile on the corner of his mouth. Words like feeling lonely or lonely used to be associated with sadness.But in fact, on a quiet afternoon like now, there are only students in twos and threes left on the campus, and the blurred light of the setting sun wipes off every inch of the ground and walls like water.Applying it gives a thick and fluffy feeling, weakening the coldness and sharpness in most winters. Empty loneliness, or desolate loneliness, such words are actually much warmer than the noisy crowd and all kinds of faces. When he was about to finish scanning the last floor, Yi Yao suddenly thought of Qi Ming, so he took out his phone and wanted to send him a message, telling him to go home first without waiting for him.When I turned the screen, I found an unread message from Qi Ming. "The teacher asked me to go to some things. I won't wait for you to go home today. You go first." When Yi Yao closed the screen, a boy stood in front of him, and at a distance of one meter, handed him a hundred yuan note. "Here, here." The boy's face under the light is completely unfamiliar. Yi Yao clutched the broom tightly and faced him without speaking.