Chapter 7 successful dislocation

Anger, this is a story, it is made up, it is made up, it is completely made up! ! [one is one] After I woke up, I asked Lin Jiahong what time it was. He raised his wrist and pressed the luminous button on the watch. I saw his tricky nose, which was reflected in purple and blue, and the mole during the day could not be seen clearly.He said it was just after three o'clock, and asked me if the air conditioner was strong, and if it was cold, I said it was okay, and then he moved his arm to signal me to change my position.I asked him if his hands were numb, and he seemed to be smiling. The rhythmic "crackling" sound of the train on the rails made me experience the stability of floating.Sometimes when it is crossing the bridge, it is the fierce light that hits my eyelids quickly, so bright orange.I stared at Lin Jiahong's black and yellow face, and touched it with my hands.very warm.

When I boarded the train from Beijing Station, it was scorching hot summer, and I couldn't stop making sure that my clothes didn't have any embarrassing wet marks.Lin Jiahong laughed at my inexperience. I looked at the big sneakers under his trousers and felt that he was hotter than me.I like people who shine because they sweat, though. In the first four hours, we chatted with the two gentlemen in the opposite shop. They asked us if we were traveling to Shanghai. Lin Jiahong shook his head and said that he had just returned from a trip in Beijing.When the other party asked what he thought of Beijing, Lin Jiahong listened to the Beijing movies they asked knowingly, and said with a smile that it was very good, better than Shanghai.I finished a bottle of orange juice at that point and said "shit".He squeezed me.

At night, the vacant middle berth was slept by the people on the upper berth, and the lower berth also snored early. I felt very bored, so I pinched Lin Jiahong back and forth on the back of his hand, only when he was using his strength. Yell.After the conductor walked back and forth for two rounds, the overhead light was turned off, and after a while, all the lights went out, leaving only an inconspicuous yellow halo for people to distinguish various outlines.In the night, there is no swollen sluggishness, and what prevails is the undefeated clean breath.After being figurative, it became images with blue and white borders. I held them in my hand, and Lin Jiahong asked strangely: "Why are you holding on to my clothes?".

"I'm nervous about starting school." "Well, I'm preparing for the college entrance examination!" He laughed. "You will still look ugly after a year." "It's scary, it's scary." "Afraid of your size, I will cover you when the time comes." "Thank you sister." He was still smiling.But I didn't move, I pressed his arm to sleep, and heard him finally say, "It's too much, I would have bought two hard seats if I knew it." Lin Jiahong suddenly turned into a child when he laughed, I don't like it.I can't see clearly at this time, but I understand it very well.

[two is two] After the banquet, Uncle Lin thanked me very sincerely, saying that I took Xiaohong on a trip before the third year of high school, and that Xiaohong was really lucky to have a sister like Yanyan.Aunt Lin held my hand all the time, and even said that Xiaohong's admission to the same boarding city key high school as mine was also due to sister Yanyan's guidance.I laughed dryly, and said with the corners of my mouth that I should, uncles and aunts are too polite.Lin Jiahong grabbed a bottle of Coke and watched the TV in the private room without saying a word. I was sending Uncle Lin's family to the car in front of the hotel with my parents, and it was still raining heavily.The crackling water hit the top of his head, and his spirit was broken.Lin Jiahong was the last one to get into the taxi, and I removed the umbrella propped over his head.He said goodbye to me, his half-smiling eyes blurred.I poked my head into the car and told him to take a good rest and sleep when he got home, "I know you didn't sleep well in the car."He was startled, and nodded slowly.Uncle Lin said on the side, look how much Sister Yanyan cares about you.Of course I cared about him, terribly.

I didn't meet other people until the first and second grades of high school officially started.At that time, the way he stamped his feet and shouted "Lin Jiahong" at the end of the corridor with a pile of books on his shoulders was called "hysterical" by him.But he still trotted towards me, took the book, stared at me for a while and said: "beautiful." My nose was sore for a moment, and I couldn't let his yellow T-shirt become blurred. "Why haven't you been looking for me?" "How dare I disturb you." "Nonsense, nonsense!" I wiped my face and raised my hand to pinch his neck.

"It's true." Lin Jiahong stopped walking, "Your mother told my mother on the phone every day that Li Yan was going to take the college entrance examination, and Li Yan was haggard and haggard. My mother used your heroic qualities to educate her I want to learn from you. How dare I risk the world to harass you." "My pleasure." "Haha." He hooked my arm, "I know, let's go have dinner, have a reunion dinner!" Lin Jiahong was chatting nonsense with his classmates in the restaurant. I watched as the book in his hand was about to slip down. As a result, he changed his hand and held it tight again. When the book was about to fall down again, he Change hands again.This little game is invaluable to me, someone who takes care of my textbooks and is very focused.

[three is three] After Lin Jiahong was admitted to the high school where I lived and studied, Uncle Lin handed over all his son’s meal cards and money cards to me for safekeeping, completely ignoring the loud protests of his son who was taller than him, and only said that Xiaohong didn’t understand Moderation, Yanyan worked harder to help him manage it.I was embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but my father agreed and said that this is what my sister should do. From then on, whether Lin Jiahong went to the restaurant or bought instant noodles from the canteen, he had to go through two teaching buildings to find me.Sometimes I just go out to eat with him right after class. He doesn't like eggs and I don't like dried tofu. When I meet these two, I exchange them with each other.Because I never touched the rationed rice, I always left it for him who didn't have enough. In the end, the two of them got up and left with their bare plates.

The girls in the dormitory asked me one by one if I had a boyfriend. I poked the toothbrush in my mouth and foamed and said it was okay, that was my brother. "Brother!" They laughed even more exaggeratedly, "It's so ambiguous." Then someone called me on the phone: "Li Yan, your 'brother' is calling, asking when you will go down for dinner--".I wiped my face and took away Lin Jiahong, who was waiting under the dormitory, shivering, and then sat in the dry restaurant and told him about it. In winter, there are all young bodies in cold clothes, which makes people sober .While guessing the temperature under Lin Jiahong's red coat, I put a large pork chop on his dinner plate and waited for his answer.

"Ambiguous?" He shrank his neck and laughed. "Ok……" "It's very ambiguous." He stopped his chopsticks and slowly held his left hand, "I liked you from the beginning." "Well……" "Stupid?" "Give me your hand." "Why?" He spread out his hands, and I stacked mine on top. The delightful temperature is in chaos within reach. "You really like me too." [四 is presumptuous wanton] In the early summer of 2001, there was a lot of rain in Shanghai, and everyone put their umbrellas on their heads, as if they didn't take them off when they went to sleep.I remember a close-up of a lightning flashing the math teacher's face white, her greasy forehead reflecting the light, making the whole class silent for a moment.That is a very special memory.Later, when I talked about it with Lin Jiahong, he laughed at me as an idiot. I said how can a kid in the second grade understand the sorrow of an adult, and he said he understood my high school syndrome.

Lin Jiahong, a sophomore in high school, may really not understand. Sometimes I change my seat and sit by the window, and I can see him rushing out of the gymnasium and his friends striding into the teaching building in the rain.He wears white, blue, red, gray-green, all kinds of T-shirts with and without patterns, and his trousers are always rolled up to his calves, showing a thin temperament.He is the little sun of Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin.A few times he looked up and saw me, just smiled without waving his hands, I turned around, and the teacher was reviewing the emphasized sentence patterns on the blackboard.Where is it emphasized?I can't see it. A clean boy with big and small bad habits, some things are floating on the surface, and there is a vast whiteness in the middle.I'm not sure if it's because Lin Jiahong is one year and four months younger than me, and his occasional outbursts of joy seem unusually abrupt.The school opened the dormitory door for the students at 3:00 in the morning to let everyone see Leo. When it was raining, the sky was a delicious bean paste color. Lin Jiahong took me to the playground with his Reebok heels on.There is no moon because it is always raining and the clouds are too thick. I thought that shooting stars must be invisible, but he climbed up to the podium, his tall and slender body is invincible in the blurred night, his hair may be raised because he can’t see clearly .But I remember his voice, he said "We must let Li Yan enter the best university", he shouted. Not many people saw the shooting star that day, but Lin Jiahong saw it, and he talked about it the next day.I was reciting the importance of agriculture by his side, and I suddenly couldn't remember, only he ate lunch quickly, with withered grass stuck to his shoes. When I went back to school on Sunday night, I saw the announcement that the first and second graders were watching a new movie in the theater, and I muttered angrily with my classmates, and went to the classroom to see the published transcripts of the ten-school joint entrance exam.I was ranked 144th in the grade, and I retreated 97 places from last time.The bag also carried the five hundred yuan that my father stuffed in when he sent me out, and it suddenly became very heavy.After putting away my schoolbag, I went downstairs. They were all buzzing senior students, with school uniforms with black edges instead of brown like senior seniors. I searched in the direction of senior second students, and finally caught Lin Jiahong's hem. He was not surprised and just asked What happened again.At this time, the crowd was emptied by the entrance with a clatter, and within a few minutes we were alone standing outside the venue.The sound of flying insects hitting the street lamp can be clearly heard. "I failed the exam." "My shoes were stolen!" "My parents...I'm sorry for them." "It's just an occasional mistake. Your grades have always been good. It's not like me." "You were bad." "Yeah, I've long since given up on going to the same school as you, and we'll always be in the same city anyway. But seeing how you look today, I have hope of resurgence." "……roll!" "Oh, I don't even have to watch any of my movies." "I can hear some voices, it seems." I stood upright by the door, and I could indeed hear the heroine in the movie say, "No one can predict our future." "It's not an eye disease, I still count on listening to the sound...but the sound insulation facilities in the school are really bad." Lin Jiahong leaned close to me, and it was the male character who followed up and said, "Why don't you have confidence?" I was sorting out which stories were not suitable for children in the school, and I heard him mutter, "I have." "Ok?" "confidence." "What's the meaning?" "Do you think it's possible?" "Did you take the wrong medicine or my understanding is poor?" "...I like you for nothing." Lin Jiahong turned his head and looked at a blurry forest at the north gate of the school. "It's a pity." "Hehe." He laughed dryly, and when the music rose slightly, he lowered his head and leaned into my face. The temperature approaching in the dark was a flammable product. "Ha, so it refers to this." I thought so, but I couldn't say it out of my mouth. "I like it, it's true." The popular lines in the movie became the jasmine flower at the end of summer. [Woo is Wu] After I woke up, I found my watch from under the pillow, turned my body around and looked at the time by the faint light on the car.Fifteen past one.It's still early. There was a strange smell of sweat on my neck. I put on my shoes and got up and sat on the swing chair. I smoked in two places, and the sparks went out and dimmed. There is a mountain in the distance, and there will be pinpoint lights flashing on the mountain. I can't figure out what it is, and I have two cold wars.I went to the bed to find the coat in the bag, and when I put it on, I was swept away by the distant green grass.I remembered that I used this to mock Lin Jiahong as a grasshopper, and he stood at the end and laughed. Mom, Dad and Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin probably saw the note I left a long time ago, and I wrote that I was going to see him.I haven't seen Lin Jiahong wearing a T-shirt for a long time. I don't know whether he is black or still white, whether there is cold sweat on his palms, so much. I forgot what month and date it was, but Lin Jiahong actually told me on the phone that her mother saw the picture of him in the wallet. I said what, he said it was yours.It feels a bit like discovering that the original nice and special song was actually pulled out of the cup with a straw. It is not joy, but the frustration of sudden realization. Aunt Lin was sitting across from me, and her tears were streaming down, which was a more serious statement than anything else.She only said that it was Xiaohong who acted recklessly, Yanyan, you are a sister, you must understand him and don't be angry.When I handed her the tissue, a middle-aged woman's helpless tear fell on the back of my hand, burning.When Mom and Dad sent Aunt Lin away, they advised her that Xiaohong is now in the critical stage of his third year of high school, so don't ask him about these things first, let him talk about it after the exam.I leaned against the door to listen to their premeditated talk, and on the mirror in the bathroom on one side was my own long hair, shining brightly. Lin Jiahong only called me twice, I heard a dull pause in his voice, I asked him if he was okay, he said that was it, I said your mother, just said two words, he suddenly raised his voice : "My mother is good for me." "..." "Yes or no?" "Isn't it?" "I know." "...how is your homework?" "It's all okay." "Lin Jiahong, you are very smart. Did you volunteer?" "Filled." "Which one?" "The one you are studying now." "……here?" "Why not?" "You have to rely on your own grades, and you can't mess around." "How do you know I won't pass the exam?" "You said before that you didn't intend to..." "The past was the past, and the present is the present! Things are different now!" "...Do your parents know?" "Haven't told them yet." Dad brought in the watermelon and looked at my expression meaningfully. I held the phone and could only say nothing. Lin Jiahong became irritable on the other end and said that I would hang up.His voice was suddenly switched to a long "beep--". [Lu is Lu] Lin Jiahong finally failed to get into his first choice. After failing in the form, he was supposed to go to a junior college near the west. Fortunately, Uncle Lin helped him, and he went to a university in the south.Aunt Lin told her mother about this matter on the phone and it actually made both of them cry. I couldn't understand it and was at a loss. It was as if I had killed him.In fact, he can stay in Shanghai. His parents boil all kinds of sugar water every day, and the air conditioner never stops running in winter and summer.He can wear every expensive t-shirt in the mall, and then he will come over to my house for pumpkin potpourri when I get home for the weekend.I think he should. But I stood on the road, took a deep breath and walked back, because I knew that Lin Jiahong would not appear here and there again, his hair was extremely light brown.I was alone on the road, the boy who was one year and four months younger than me and his handsome appearance were in the far south. The train is turning a corner, I can see it clearly.The monotonous white light from the front of the car shone on the pitch-black plain, which was terrifying.I put on Lin Jiahong's coat and went to the bathroom to wash my hands.Poor sleep caused a dull complexion, unusually prominent dark circles under the eyes and untidy hair, and I hadn't spoken since I got in the car, making my lips stick together like a strike.I sighed and splashed water on my face.Someone pulls me gently. I turned my head and saw a little boy in blue clothes with a fat face and a bulging nose.I asked him why?He said his hands were dirty and wanted to wash his hands.I said yes, my sister will let you.Step back. "Thank you sister." Time quickly faded from the front of the car, and I saw Lin Jiahong and myself leaning together in the dark.When he turned on the luminous light of his watch, his handsome protruding nose was reflected, and my hair formed a pool of water on Lin Jiahong's chest.When they woke up, the two talked softly, and he finally smiled and said: "Thank you sister." Where is the boy I like, why is he not by my side. I covered my mouth tightly, but still broke through the defense line with deep sobs. [Angry, it's made up, it's all made up, I'm ashamed to be that angry]