Chapter 8 7

One day in the middle of the night, Ding Sumei, who was sleeping at the door, was awakened by a gust of cool wind in her sleep. When she opened her eyes, the moonlight shone into the room, and the door was actually open.Ding Sumei stood up with a squat, went up and inserted the door from the inside.But as soon as the door was closed, I heard something outside knocking on the door lightly, and the sound was quite rhythmic.Ding Sumei, who had just laid down, heard the sound, and immediately shuddered. She screamed, "There is a ghost!" and rushed to my bed. In my sleep, I gave her such a pounce, and I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.Both Hao Hao and Xiao Yao were woken up.Only Zhu Yan on my upper bunk slept soundlessly.After the "meat and egg smashing people" incident, Zhu Yan and I changed berths and slept on my upper berth.

In the dark, Ding Sumei boldly asked: "Are you a human, a ghost, or a ghost?" Unexpectedly, there was a murmur at the door, and there was a reply: "I——is—a ghost." After every word, the voice was hoarse and hoarse .I was so shocked that I almost fell off the bunk again, and I almost cried: "We have no grievances against you, please let us go." This sentence with a strong literary accent attracted the little demon Regardless of fear, he laughed out loud with a "puchi".The "ghost" at the door really responded: "It's okay to let others go, but Ye Xiaomi can't. I like her type. She has a fat head and big ears, and she is round and round." The room burst into laughter.I jumped off the ground with a thud, and when I opened the door, I got into a ball with the "ghost" outside the door.When the "ghost" came in, Zhu Yan in single clothes said that it was too cold, climbed onto Xiaoyao's bed and hugged Xiaoyao, saying that she wanted to be warmed by the beauty, and Xiaoyao rolled into a bed with her with a smile. group.

It turned out that Zhu Yan got up alone in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and the half-open door was blown open by the mountain wind.When I came back, I saw the door was closed, so I knocked on the door lightly outside for fear of disturbing everyone.I didn't want to lead to such a dialogue between humans and ghosts. During that time, we all looked forward to receiving letters.The communication company is in the deep mountains, and there are basically no entertainment activities except watching the news broadcast every day.We all pay close attention to the news outside the mountain, and especially hope that someone outside the mountain will miss us.

During the exercise in the army, I picked up a pen to record some fresh experiences of life in the military camp during the rare free time.In the first year of the military school, I have been in a bit of chaos. Although I have not given up my love for literature, apart from reading novels casually and submitting small drafts to our blackboard newspaper, I have not intentionally Develop yourself on the road of literary creation.Although my father has been urging me repeatedly in letters - "Don't stop writing! Don't give up your hobbies and expertise!" But deep down in my heart, I always have a deep sense of melancholy, since I have missed the Weiming Lake. , That is to say goodbye to my dream of being a writer.But right now, my creative enthusiasm was suddenly ignited.

At that time, our dear homeroom teacher Lao An stayed in Rizhao, fighting with the boys.He will call us on time every three days to learn about our training and life.The most he said to me on the phone was - "Xiaomi, hurry up and write something! Everyone wants to hear your girl's voice!" Every week, we would receive a newsletter from Old Ann, an internal newspaper run by the boys themselves, called "Battlefield Heroes".When I was young, my love for this newspaper has surpassed my love and devotion to any literary work, even more than my deep fascination with meat cages.Because, in the middle of the newspaper, I saw such an inconspicuous line of small words - editor-in-chief: Ren Tianxing.At that time, there were no computers, and this briefing was printed out completely with a mimeograph machine, like a test paper.

It was such a short prose in poetic style that made me suddenly have the urge to write something.I saw this article in a newsletter and immediately copied it into my diary.Between helping the kitchen and taking a nap after choosing and washing vegetables, I sat on the stone bench outside the cafeteria covered by sunlight, took out my diary, and read it silently over and over again—— idiots I was born in this world, don't ask why, just what to do. Busy all day long, methodical, always doing things. Lying on the bed, I can have a sweet dream, and I have a new supplement for another day.

I do everything cheerfully, and treat myself cheerfully. Shale Shale fell down, stood up and patted the dirt, still happy. It's not a game of life at all, it's a smile to life. Take a closer look at the early sun, the red one is neither warm nor cold. Forget everything, a wonderful illusion. Comfortable and leisurely. Looking at the round moon, you will enter the artistic conception of the moonlight in the lotus pond. Fluttering and flickering. Distinguish and analyze the stars, and feel the vastness of the universe. Unconstrained. From your point of view today, this is definitely not an excellent article, and it may even be so ordinary that you don't have a deep feeling for it.But to me it's completely different, especially in my 20s, this is simply the best article in the world.At the back of this short article, there is such a signature, did you guess it?It is those three words - Ren Tianxing.

Soon, I saw this slightly sad little poem—— untitled When all the green leaves fall, Bai Yang didn't care, Re-breeding new hope. If only I were a poplar, If I were a poplar, It will not be when the boat passes the Goddess Peak, I burst into tears. would not revive endlessly in winter nights, Memories of spring. The author is still him. I found myself really in love with him.A literary girl's love for a poet.What I didn't expect was that such a sensitive heart could be hidden under such a rough and unruly appearance. Such a person cannot but fascinate me.But what I fell into was my own love.

When I was boiling water in the boiler room, I saw him, smiling at me in the dancing red flames, his eyes sparkling.When I was helping the cook in the cooking class, I saw him, winking and making faces at me in the steam of the hot meat cage, with a mischievous and innocent look on his face.When I was patrolling in the barracks, I met him. On the wide tree-lined avenue of the barracks, he strode towards me, his eyes full of determination.God, my heart is already filled with the words Ren Tianxing. What kind of little poem do I write for a brief, no, exactly, for his response?I thought left and right, looked left and right, and felt that none of them could reflect my level.In the end, I sent some small things I wrote down on weekdays to the head teacher, Lao An.When the next newsletter came, I found that most of the small articles I wrote had been published.

Lao An praised me on the phone, saying that my small articles were very popular.The boys are saying that our district team has a talented girl.I'm so happy!In that era, talented women hadn't degenerated into synonymous with ugly women like they are today.Nowadays, many things are very interesting. It is said that the word "beauty" has been reduced to - "generally refers to women".what! And what I want to know most is, does Ren Tianxing like what I write? Zhu Yan was very surprised by a little poem written by Liao Fan in the briefing, which was also called.In that era when literature was still highly respected, titles like "Untitled" seemed to be particularly popular.

The poems of the philosopher and poet Liao Fan are as follows—— untitled Inside the walls are gray houses, Beyond the wall is a gray path, A gray meditation flickers above. I don't know when, a few fallen leaves, quietly, This tranquility was shattered. then, the northern sky, The sound of the pigeon whistle, Broke into the sleeping village of wanderers. In my opinion, the concept and artistic conception are obviously much worse.Zhu Yan didn't seem to like it at first: "What kind of path, with fallen leaves, gray and not sour, sour and fake vinegar." But soon she contradicted herself again, tilting her head and looking at the distant mountains Said: "I didn't see it, you fellow, besides profound philosophy, you also have literary talent in your stomach." God, I can't see any literary talent except for moaning without illness. I only allow that person who is a powerful and unconstrained style to be in my heart. During that time, the girls said that I was chanting words and looking in a daze, as if I had a high fever all day long.In fact, I am looking forward to the briefing of "Battlefield Heroes" every day, looking forward to meeting that name and his works again.I disguised that this is a normal expression of getting into a creative state. In fact, like me, who is delusional and ignorant, but when he heard the letter, his eyes lit up, and he was immediately fascinated as if he had been beaten with blood. There is another person, and that is Ding Sumei. During that time, after gradually adapting to the life of the company, Hao Hao, Zhu Yan, and Xiao Yao all had good appetites, and thrived under the urging of the big meat cage, and their energy and weight began to climb day by day.Ding Sumei and I didn't gain weight.Because I had something on my mind, I fell into unrequited love and couldn't extricate myself.As for Ding Sumei, in less than a month, her delicate melon-seeded face seemed to have shrunk, making her a size smaller. She is waiting for the letter.But in the past month, I saw her write letters one by one with a flashlight at night, and then ran to the company headquarters to deliver the letters.The military camp is in the mountains, and all the letters sent must be collected before being sent outside.But Ding Sumei only received one letter from her parents.How did I know, because I went to get the letter from the company department that day, and when I saw Ding Sumei's letter, I took a second look at it, and it said the address of Anhui's home.I especially put this letter on the top, thinking of making Ding Sumei happy.When Ding Sumei heard me calling her name outside the dormitory, she jumped out after a while, completely losing her usual tenderness.When she came to me, there were little flames in her eyes.However, when she grasped the letter in her hand and saw the line of words under the envelope, the little fire in her eyes disappeared immediately, and she walked back to the dormitory step by step with her head drooping. Only Xiao Yao and I know that Ding Sumei is waiting for a letter from the man with glasses.On that autumn evening, when Xiao Yao and I were eagerly waiting for Zhu Yan, the gourmet messenger, to return to school, we accidentally discovered that amazing scene.Standing on Xiao Yao's slender shoulders within the walls of the military academy, after witnessing that scene of passionate goodbye, I was greatly devastated physically and mentally.First of all, it was the one who threw his neck back, and fell into the embrace of the earth, with stars in his eyes.My bulky body lay on the ground and I couldn't get up for a long time. Later, the little demon dragged me back to the dormitory. I sacrificed my dinner that night.Fortunately, Zhu Yan lived up to expectations and we entered the dormitory. After I ate two steamed buns and three siu mai in a row, I was basically able to walk freely.But that night I started to dream. In the dream, there was a gigantic tiger chasing me all the time, sticking it to my face with its blood-squirting mouth open, scaring me to run and shout, throwing a The bed and quilt were all kicked to the ground. Later, Xiao Yao and I paid special attention to Ding Sumei.After all, the proportion of going out is limited.In the spring of that year, when it was not her turn to get her pass, Ding Sumei often went to the library early in the morning with her satchel on her back.She stayed for a whole day, as if she had grown up to the library, and didn't even go back to the dormitory for lunch break.Xiao Yao and I once guessed, is there some mystery in the library, is there a secret passage leading to the outside of the campus?Or did the man with glasses sneak into the important place of the library in disguise?So on a Sunday afternoon, after taking a nap in the dormitory alone, with nowhere to vent my exuberant energy, I decided to go to the library to do some reconnaissance.Zhu Yan went home, Xiao Yao went out, Hao Hao went to help the boy sew the quilt, and Ding Sumei naturally grew up in the library.I put a book in my pocket and walked towards the library with steady steps and a dignified expression. I inspected from the first floor to the third floor, and finally saw Ding Sumei in the reading room on the third floor of the library.She was sitting by a window facing a window, buried in a thick bound book.It seems that people still work hard in their studies, and love and study will not delay.Not like me, wandering around like a headless bum.For a while, I was very ashamed, so I quickly found a seat and sat down diagonally opposite Ding Sumei, which was not easy to find. I just let myself swim in the ocean of knowledge, but Ding Sumei got up again and again. She walked to the big French window facing the street and stood motionless.I looked up at her, she was leaning almost with her back to me, and I couldn't see her expression clearly.She just stood there for a long time, and she didn't turn around until I finished reading a novella.God, when she turned around, why are there tears in her eyes?A pair of eyes are frighteningly red.I couldn't sit still, and just remembered to take care of myself.But she quickly wiped her eyes, picked up the book, and walked into the bookshelf. What kind of relationship is it?It actually caused this reserved and sophisticated girl to be so sentimental.For a while, I felt very uncomfortable. I was still at a loss about love, and I had no way of guessing the thoughts of this girl in love.He couldn't help but also walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, staring out in a daze.Standing in front of the window, one could have a panoramic view of the main road of Jiangcheng outside the campus.Both sides of the main road are full of sycamore trees. It is spring, and the branches and leaves of the sycamore trees are luxuriant, and the large slices full of juice are shining in the afternoon sun.There is a lot of traffic on the road, and free and happy people walk on the sidewalk.can we.Hey, I couldn't help but sighed deeply. So after more than ten years, when almost everyone in the city is holding a small mobile phone, expressing words and sending messages to their heart's content, I can't help but feel emotional.Especially text messages, where silence is better than sound.Press your thumb or tap your pen, and a few lines of text messages will appear on the screen, conveying your thoughts to another person in an instant.So I can't help but admire the inventor of the mobile phone.A small mobile phone and a few lines of small text messages can bring the world into close proximity in an instant.I always think, more than ten years ago, in the era of our military academy, there was no mobile phone in the past, and how difficult it was for us military students to express our feelings.And right now, if this girl who is sobbing with her head down holds a mobile phone in her hand, even if she cannot step out of the gate of the military academy, she can still find the beauty of the outside world in text messages, listen to the voice of her sweetheart through the handset, or smile , or feel sad, don't cry alone so sadly. Enough talking, let's talk about the army training.By this time, I, who was deeply obsessed with Ren Tianxing's secret love, already understood Ding Sumei's mood and feelings very well.But Hao Hao and Zhu Yan didn't know that when they saw Ding Sumei like this, they sometimes joked and teased her.Especially Zhu Yan's tease made Ding Sumei anxious. After lunch that day, Hao Hao squatted by the pool in front of the dormitory to wash clothes, I moved a stool and sat under the tree to read the briefing, while Xiao Yao climbed to a persimmon tree in front of the house to enjoy the scenery.During this period of time, the little demon's agility is of great use, he climbs up and down at every turn, like a wild monkey without stopping.Ding Sumei was alone in the dormitory. With a sound of "woo", the little demon on the tree whistled loudly. "There is a situation!" She reported softly.I raised my head, and from a distance I saw a figure wandering on the mountain road. It was Zhu Yan, with her hands in her trouser pockets, walking all the way down the hillside from the company's side.Looks like no briefings have arrived today. Before Zhu Yan approached, she shouted excitedly: "Comrade comrades, I have brought you a piece of good news, great news-a movie will be shown tonight, a Taiwanese movie, "Mom Loves Me Again" Once. Long live! Long live the movies! Long live!" God, there is a movie to watch.I followed suit and cheered, so happy that the little demon whistled cheerfully on the tree, Hao Hao straightened up, shook the washing powder foam on his hand and muttered: "Before the movie is shown, there must be a song, and we need to prepare." Ah." I jumped up excitedly and hugged Zhu Yan who rushed over.Zhu Yan took advantage of the situation and hugged me, and the two of us danced ballroom dance steps on the open space in front of the house. "Zhu Yan, do you have a letter from me today?" Ding Sumei's expectant voice came from the dormitory. Zhu Yan stopped walking, blinked at me a few times very quickly, and quickly said: "Yes, yes, there is a letter from you. I almost forgot if you didn't ask." She grabbed my hand He snatched his briefing, folded it twice, and quickly put it in the pocket of his military trousers. Ding Sumei rushed out immediately, "Where are you?" Her face was full of surprises, so pleasant that I couldn't bear to look at her. Zhu Yan said, "Here it is, you can get it." She pointed to the trouser pocket where the briefing was placed.Just as I was about to reach out to grab Zhu Yan, Ding Sumei had already jumped on Zhu Yan like a cat catching a mouse.Zhu Yan, the mouse, hopped quickly and ran away.Zhu Yan patted her trouser pockets, and stood on the mountain road with her hands on her hips. "Hey, come get the letter!" The two crazy girls were chasing and laughing on the mountainside. More than ten minutes passed, and Xiao Yao and I couldn't help but feel anxious. Sure enough, at last, Ding Sumei rushed down the mountain with red eyes and plunged into the dormitory.Zhu Yan followed behind, holding the disfigured briefing in her hand, and muttered aggrievedly: "Aren't you just kidding? Then why are you serious?" The little monster jumped down from the tree and landed right in front of Zhu Yan.I walked over, took Xiao Yao's arm, and stared at Zhu Yan with my four white eyes. "Come, come, stand in a line, let's practice the night's song in advance! For the first time, we must not fight unprepared! All gather!" Secretary Hao was already standing at the door and ordered us solemnly. From Ding Sumei's absent-minded eyes, I thought of a person, my fellow villager Ma Xiaolei. During the first winter vacation of the military academy, she came to my house to look for me once, and she also looked like a lost soul.We talked about some things about the military academy. For some reason, although we are both military academy students, the conversation between Ma Xiaolei and I was not like that of Zhu Yanhaohaohaoxiaoyao and the others. We can say whatever we want, So enjoyable.Perhaps because of her personality, Ma Xiaolei seems to be a lot more introverted.But it's not right, Xiao Yao is also extremely introverted, but in front of Xiao Yao, I also opened my mouth as soon as I thought of something.But it was different with Ma Xiaolei.That day, our conversation was intermittent. When she shyly asked to make a phone call, I got up and went out to wash the fruit for her. Ma Xiaolei's story started from the dance party and unfolded from the train station. That's her!At this moment, Sun Honglei, who had scouted several times at the ball, had narrowed his target on Ma Xiaolei. We got hooked up and taught dancing, but this girl just stopped showing up, and I had to go to the library if I wanted to see her again.Sun Honglei could only put on a posture of studying hard, with a few books under his arm, and a pair of plain glasses to wear, and the five of them met Ma Xiaolei again and again on the same floor of the library.Then he pretended to be a big brother and sat opposite Ma Xiaolei, greeting her, not forgetting to exaggerate his so-called family background.Afterwards, he ran to the street again, picked out a pair of cotton leather shoes that were being reduced in price, and the texture and style were not bad, and then went to the gift shop to make fancy packaging for the shoe box, and in time for Christmas, he personally Delivered to Ma Xiaolei's hands. The big training was surprisingly smooth. The winter vacation is here, and on the day Ma Xiaolei went to the train station to catch the train, Sun Honglei specially asked his comrades in Jiangcheng to ask for a military jeep to escort him personally.When he arrived at the train station, he saw that Ma Xiaolei was holding a hard-seat ticket in his hand. He ran back and forth and worked hard. He paid for Ma Xiaolei's ticket in exchange for a sleeper ticket, and then led the military vehicle into the platform in a grandiose manner. . Seeing the moment when the train was about to leave the station, Ma Xiaolei's eyes grew more and more sorrowful. Sun Honglei was full of joy and comfortable, full of heroic feelings like a turnaround.After the train started, because he was in a good mood, he shook his hand vigorously and followed the train a few steps forward.From the car window, Ma Xiaolei kept waving, and tears flickered in her eyes. Originally, I wanted to imitate the people in the movie and make a sensational slow motion, but unexpectedly, the audience was really emotional.Seeing this, Sun Honglei, who was acting chic, couldn't help but stop subconsciously, and the waving hand stopped in mid-air in a daze, neither up nor down.An indescribable feeling suddenly surged into Sun Honglei's heart, and he stood there in a daze for a long time. The train started to move slowly here, and seeing Sun Honglei and the little guy behind him getting smaller and smaller on the platform, finally shrinking into an exclamation mark, and completely out of sight, Ma Xiaolei stopped crying. Ma Xiaolei was moved.In fact, she is not a person who loves to shed tears. It seems that she has never tasted the taste of tears since the day she was sensible.She couldn't cry, she was afraid that her tears would make grandma sad.Therefore, she didn't like to cry since she was a child.When she was three years old, her father and mother separated.The father moved out first, and then the mother also became a family and moved out of the alley.Her father and mother soon added younger brothers and sisters to her, and they left Ma Xiaolei to her grandma, who was a loving father and mother.She and her grandma lived a tight life. Both her parents did the simplest jobs in the factory, and they didn't have a lot of money, so the support for them was extremely limited.Grandma picked up tatters in the alley, and sometimes went to the street farther away and at the gate of the park to pick up.After so many years, they also lived.Ma Xiaolei is very competitive, she is always the first in her class in her homework, and the certificate of being a good student is posted on the wall of the hut.The teachers in the school knew about her family situation, so they strongly recommended her to apply for the military academy.The class teacher said: "There is no financial burden to go to the military academy, and it is most suitable for your situation." The admissions teacher of the military academy said: "The military academy implements a supply system, tuition is free, and monthly allowances are paid according to the standards of soldiers." So, she chose military academy.Originally, I wanted to choose a military academy in front of my house, which happened to be able to take care of my nearly 70-year-old grandma.But that year, no military academy in Beijing appeared on the enrollment brochure. The admissions teachers of the military academy paid great attention to Ma Xiaolei after learning about her family situation after visiting her home, and felt that it was really not easy for her.So I told her the truth: "The treatment in our military academy is good, but the distribution of the military academy is national distribution, you have to think about it. Of course, your family situation is special, I believe the organization will take care of it." Regarding this Ma Xiaolei was surprised and couldn't go back to Beijing, what would grandma do?She hesitated for a few days in the conflict, and finally boarded the train going south with a heavy heart. In so many years of life, besides trusting her grandma, she believed in herself, and did not open her heart to others easily.But after meeting Big Brother Sun, everything changed. Brother Sun's concern for her was an emotion she had never felt before.Moreover, Brother Sun is such a man of great powers. His family members are either the chief of the bureau or the county magistrate, and his friends are all people who call the wind and rain.Brother Sun said that he had a high-ranking uncle in Beijing. After Ma Xiaolei graduated and returned to Beijing, he asked his uncle to make a call to the leaders of the military academy.Going back to Beijing, this is such a great encouragement to her.If she hadn't taken a fancy to the generous treatment offered by the military academy, how could she have been willing to leave her grandma half a step away?Moreover, how can grandma, who is getting older day by day, be able to leave her?It is difficult to rely on oneself in life, and she has not experienced much in the world after all. Ma Xiaolei is easily confused by Sun Honglei who seems to have all roads.And on the matter of returning to Beijing, how much she needs the help of such a noble person who can communicate with the world and enter the earth. The train had gone a long way, and Ma Xiaolei's mood had calmed down.She fixed her gaze on a small piece of paper in her hand for a long time. On it was the phone number of a garrison in the Northeast, which was left to her by Big Brother Sun.Holding it is like holding a talisman. During the winter vacation that year, Ma Xiaolei, who came to visit suddenly, was in a daze, and I could see that she didn't seem to find the person she was looking for on the phone.Ma Xiaolei sat by the phone with her chin resting on her eyes in a daze for a long time, she didn't even hear me calling her out to eat some fruit. In the whole semester that followed, I didn't see the cadre student who taught Ma Xiaolei to dance on campus.I thought he had finished his studies and left the military academy. But I didn't know that the story between Ma Xiaolei and him did not end abruptly. The book is full of hundreds of thousands of words and tells the four-year emotional journey of six military school girls. Their personalities and destinies are different, but what they have in common is persistence, which is the persistence in the bones of soldiers who will not give up until they reach their goals. Like all university campuses, even in a rigorous military academy, youthful youth is an eternal theme.The heroine, Xiaomi, and all her comrades-in-arms have undergone a unique baptism, which is about faith, mission, and love.In the 1980s, they secretly talked about their ideal love in a military academy with strict management system. Ye Xiaomi, Hao Hao, Zhu Yan, Ding Sumei, Yao Xiaoyao, Ma Xiaolei, the six girls stood on the stage of the military academy in the ocean of men and went through the most beautiful and purest adolescence in life. The flames burning with love, the mystery and romance, coldness and severity of life in the military school are revealed in the growing segments like the rainstorm and the scorching sun.