Chapter 4 wet (1)

A new morning, another No. 30 bus, another Cheng Ke.The two got into the car together, the distance was very close, Chen Yan sniffed Cheng Ke, her nose was very sharp, the bottle of perfume that he chose yesterday must be in a corner of his schoolbag.The car started, the pungent gasoline smell enveloped the smell of perfume, and the body began to tremble. In the foggy public bathhouse, the air is filled with the wet smell of a woman's body.But there was no one to be seen, hot water spouted from the faucets, and the air swelled.Chen Yan looked around and looked back at the complicated spiral staircase. At this moment, she noticed a kind of asymmetry, the shower head, the tiles, the hot water valve, everything seemed weaker than she remembered.Why are you here again?And at the height of 17 years old, overlooking childhood memories.She already had the same height as the middle-aged women back then, and she felt quite condescending.The smiling dinosaur Bubble appeared again, looking at it, Chen Yan smiled unconsciously.Indulging in a bright smile, the little dinosaur moved forward and hit the tile with its head, leaving a red streak. The red became old in an instant, and stuck firmly to the tile.

In the empty bathhouse, only Chen Yan was left. She was naked, and vaguely felt that there were countless pairs of eyes hidden in the dark. Cheng Ke woke up Chen Yan who was trapped in the bathhouse dream, and when he arrived at the station, he stood up dizzily, and Cheng Ke followed her, always worried that she would fall. Chen Yan, you are really amazing, seize every gap and enter the dream, your life is at least one-third longer than that of people without dreams.but you know what?The lives of others are smooth and flat, but your life is like the face of an old man, full of ups and downs and wrinkles. Only on such a face can dreams be hidden in the depressions of the wrinkles and have a place to live.

Step into the school gate and officially start a new day of campus life. The coming 13 hours will be swallowed up by this school... Today's weather is particularly frustrating. Chen Yan doesn't like to wear several clothes together. There is only a T-shirt inside her hard coat.The temperature in the early morning was unexpectedly low, and the wet and cold wind blew onto her face, causing her nose to be bruised and face swollen from the cold.Cheng Ke, who was following behind, was dressed warmly. He is a person who can take care of himself, which is the complete opposite of Chen Yan.Seeing Zhang Li walking in front, Cheng Ke gave Chen Yan a vague look, and then stepped forward to catch up with Zhang Li.Chen Yan lowered her head and continued to walk, looking at the fine dust and dried chewing gum on the ground, she could only walk with her head lowered, she would never learn to hold her head high.

The concrete pavement was so hard that it was cold, and that hardness transformed into a deadly force, which hurt Chen Yan's bones.An uncoordinated body will never know how to release or disperse the sudden force.Climbing up to the sixth floor, Chen Yan was a little weak, and the classroom was already full of people.Cheng Ke's seat thrown in the corner was empty, and Zhang Li was not there... Happiness slowly descended like a tulle, gently wrapping Chen Yan.This kind of happiness comes quite frivolously, but the simple layer makes people feel elated.This is clearly in the belly of the elephant fish, everything is so familiar.She got up cautiously, with light hands and feet, for fear that the thin layer of happiness would be broken.Taking off her shoes, she walked slowly in its belly, towards the bright place, which was like a fish's mouth, and she wanted to get out from there.

The light was getting closer and closer, Chen Yan quickened his pace, and there were too many things he wanted to say to it.Speeding up the pace, it seems that it is so light that it can fly into the air, and the friction force has lost its effect. The pace is light, so light that there is no power.That kind of state that often appears in dreams, it seems that every foot is stepping on the clouds, limp and powerless, unable to move forward.Chen Yan suffocated his strength, leaned forward and moved forward, and finally he was only one step away from the white light.But the light was mercilessly dragged away, it closed its mouth, and the surroundings were instantly dark.Being pulled away abruptly, Chen Yan landed heavily, his whole body aching.Swelling, unable to breathe, the whole space was filled, at this moment, Chen Yan began to hope that this was just a dream.

Yuan Jing stepped on Chen Yan's foot, Chen Yan's spinal cord went cold, his brain sank suddenly, and he woke up. "Ginger Dog is outside!" Yuan Jing reminded in a low voice. Chen Yan glanced out of the window and found the potbellied 'Ginger Dog' walking towards him with a gloomy face, so he quickly grabbed the book at hand and pretended to be studying. 'Ginger Dog' is half of the headmaster, and he will intervene in everything in the school.No one knows the real age of 'Ginger Dog', but it is estimated to be about 50 years old. He has a thick face and dark wrinkles on both sides of his nose.It is difficult to find a few people in the whole grade who have not been punished by him. He always likes to hang out on various floors, sneak a breakfast in the morning, take a nap in class, and make a small talk, and he may be caught by him .His surname is Jiang. I don't know who came up with the name 'Ginger Dog'. It sounds like 'jungle', unconsciously reminiscent of jumping monkeys in the primeval forest.

'Ginger Dog' stood at the door of the classroom, leaning forward, and it became very quiet inside.No suspicious person was found, 'Ginger Dog' stepped up and walked away.As he gradually walked away, the humming sound in the classroom slowly overflowed again.The dream just now was still reverberating in Chen Yan's mind, a dinosaur bubble like a pinball was bumping back and forth in her mind.I had two dreams early in the morning. Is there anything special about today?After thinking about it, Chen Yan didn't figure out what's special about today. He opened his phone calendar and looked at it, only to find that today is February 14th, Valentine's Day!Isn't it Valentine's Day?What's the big deal...

Many years ago, a clumsy boy gave Chen Yan a rose on Valentine's Day, that should have happened in junior high school.The rose came in a small slender plastic box, which was two dollars more expensive than the one in cellophane, which was slightly better.She put the flower in the desk drawer, afraid to take it home.The air takes away the moisture, and the flower dries up quickly, with wrinkles covering the petals.Flowers are nothing more than that... Cheng Ke sat in the last row. After the 'Ginger Dog' left, he took out the hot dry noodles again, put aside the disposable chopsticks, polished them, and mixed them quickly.The thick sesame paste was still steaming, and the smell of it filled the classroom.For some unknown reason, Chen Yan glanced at Zhang Li, she was opening the bottle of perfume, a slight smile appeared on her slender face, she was really delicate.

The class bell rang, but the teacher hadn't come yet. The classroom was full of noise. Some people were reading English, some were chatting, some were reading comics, and some were catching up with their homework.Chen Yan stuffed the earphone cable into her sleeve, supported her head with her hands, and placed a book in front of her, so that she seemed to be holding her head while reading. A moment of silence suddenly struck, Chen Yan looked up, 'Ginger Dog' turned around and stood at the door again. "You! It's you, come out with me!" Chen Yan looked in the direction of 'Jiang Dog''s finger, and found that it was Cheng Ke who was caught this time.Half a smear of sesame paste was still hanging on the corner of his mouth, with an innocent face.He stood up and walked out with a dignified attitude.

"name?" "Cheng Ke!" "How many points do you get into school?" "369." "A borrower?" "Yep!" "What was your ranking in the last big exam class?" "third from last!" "The third from last is still so confident? Do you know when the bell rang for class?" "I didn't hear it." Cheng Ke kept his head down, his tone full of resistance.Usually caught by the 'Ginger Dog', they have to answer three routine questions: 1. Name 2. How many points they got into the school 3. The ranking of the last big exam.If you are a better student, you will receive some education and then return to the classroom to continue the class. If you are a bad student, you will be suspended in most cases.

"Don't come to class if you don't hear it! Pack your schoolbag and go back." Cheng Ke didn't contradict him, and turned to pack his schoolbag. After 7 o'clock in the morning, the street in front of the school was not busy, but it made people feel anxious.Several heavy-duty buses slid across the road in a chaotic manner, carrying a car of passengers with distracted eyes to the distance.The breakfast stall across the street was full of people. The owner of the video store had messy hair and had just woken up. A few children who looked like elementary school students walked happily, wearing red scarves askew.It's not even 7:30. It's great to go to elementary school, and classes don't start until 8:00.Cheng Ke looked at the children passing by and smiled unconsciously. He stood at the school gate in a daze, not knowing where to go.After hesitating for a moment, he walked to the breakfast stall opposite and asked the boss for a bowl of hot dry noodles. "Give me more chili!" The proprietress readily agreed, and as soon as she opened the pot, a cloud of hot air worms came up, her face was rosy and plump. The time is really subtle, after 7:40, the street can suddenly be described as busy.The elementary school students' pace is not as relaxed as it was a few minutes ago, and if they don't step up, they will be late.The number of people going to work also gradually increased, and the number of people who bought fried dough sticks wrapped in glutinous rice began to be significantly more than those who bought hot dry noodles, and the number of people on the bus became more and more chaotic. Cheng Ke sat at the roadside stall and munched on the hot dry noodles, resisting the sticky sesame sauce with his taste buds, squeezing out all the flavors.The chili penetrated into the throat, and burned to the edge of the heart through some channel, the burning pain quickly slipped away, and the heartbeat accelerated like this.It took a total of 19 minutes to finish eating a bowl of hot dry noodles. Cheng Ke looked at his watch and realized that there was still a lot of time to kill. After smoking a cigarette, time still refuses to slip away easily, so I can only go to the computer room to kill time.The old houses in Wuhan are called Banzilou, and they are all made of wood, loose and loose, unable to withstand wind and fire, and the wood begins to rot after a long time, and the people who live inside patch it up with cardboard.These crumbling houses are scattered around the city, where generations live together, living with their doors open and without privacy. Cheng Ke walked across the creaking floor and took a few turns before reaching the computer room.Seven or eight shabby computers were placed in a shabby room. This is a family Internet cafe.Recently, strict investigations have been made, and the school does not allow students to enter Internet cafes. They can only look for such small hidden places. Gray screens, greasy keyboards, every computer here has been used by countless people.A bottle of fresh oranges and half a pack of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes should be able to last until after school. Before I knew it, it was noon, and the fat proprietress was preparing lunch for the whole family.The smell of hot and sour potato shreds lingers, and the children who are having fun in the house are stung by this fragrant smell, as if they have become soldiers returning home from the battlefield, suddenly sweet for a second.Soon, however, they're back in virtual warfare, lighting a cigarette to fight off their appetites.The proprietress set up a small table in the next room, the old lady and the little girl sat around the table, and the portraits of grandpa and father hung above the small table.There is only a woman in this family, and the girl holds an orange in her hand.Mom asked her why she didn't eat it quickly. She said it was too cold and she had to warm it up before eating. When the meal came, she stuffed the orange into her clothes and crouched down to keep it from falling out. Today's battle situation is not good, Cheng Ke has long wanted to leave, but he stubbornly wants to wait until the little girl pokes away the orange.Chopsticks knocked on the porcelain bowl, and the girl finished eating quickly, but grandma's movements seemed to be in slow motion, unusually slow, out of touch with the average speed of the outside world.Take out the warmed oranges from the clothes, and open them up little by little, giving the first petal to grandma and the second petal to mother.The rest, put them in your mouth one by one, and melt a little bit. Coming out of the dark Internet cafe, it was almost twelve o'clock. Cheng Ke sat on the steps of the old building opposite Changchun Street Primary School and lit a cigarette for himself.The sound of reading is faintly visible in the air, and the sound of children playing in the playground floats from a distance. In front of Cheng Ke is the locked gate of his alma mater. "From now on, you will be studying in the same school. Cheng Ke, you have to take good care of our family, Chen Yan!" "Have you heard that? I will protect my sister in the future." Years ago, two mothers exchanged pleasantries on the third floor of the building in front of them.Cheng Ke carried the Transformers schoolbag and walked around to familiarize himself with the environment.Chen Yan is small, hiding behind his mother's skirt, on the first day of school, there are so many people... Counting eight or nine years have passed, Cheng Ke looked up at the trees covered with fresh green, only them, every year Put on the brand new green.