midsummer restlessness

According to the general theory of society, the conditions for the generation of public events are the sum of the individual clues of each participating unit and the interaction under certain conditions.

Therefore, every seemingly simple thing involves countless causes and consequences, like a complex polyhedron. People who participate in it observe in different directions and naturally only see one side of it, and then draw partial conclusions with their own emotional tendencies.

Screen playback.

"The wind is not strong enough to blow the petals off, so I'll admit it! But that idiot Douzi actually blows it upside down with an electric fan! He blows away the wig of the dean who hurried over with a flashlight behind him, damn it!"

The girl in the white lotus leaf dress recalled to the camera.

"I was messed up in front of the electric fan."

"What's even more exasperating is that that guy Xia An actually ran faster than the wig that was blown away by the teaching director! Only me and Douzi are still standing there stupidly——"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The screen freezes.

On the evening of May 2005, 5, Tuesday was sunny.

Downstairs in the boys' dormitory of No. [-] Middle School in Chongqing, the scene was chaotic. With the convenience of bald head and reflective lighting, the teaching director successfully caught the girl who was carrying an electric fan and the girl who was carrying two sacks, and dragged her back by the collar, causing The surrounding students laughed loudly.

Looking far away, at the edge of this chaotic scene, on the one-way road not far away, the two parties had already taken advantage of the chaos and fled towards the depths of the parasol tree. Soon, they disappeared.

Wang Junkai dragged Xia An for an unknown how long, until he reached the playground, he looked back to make sure no one was chasing him, and then he was relieved and let go.

The two were bending over and gasping for breath, and they looked away from each other in a tacit understanding. There was a bit of embarrassment in the atmosphere after just confessing.

If time can be reversed, Xia An really wants to go back to the scene at that time, carefully, earnestly, and completely observe Wang Junkai's next expressions --- watching her eagerly questioning and answering, and repeating her confession in embarrassment The look, the expression hidden under his long bangs.

It's a pity that there are no ifs, and Xia An has no chance to revisit the scene at that time, so he can only rely on fragmented and blurred memories.

Apart from his shy and flushed face at the time, and his unspoken confession, among the remaining sporadic clips, the only thing involving Wang Junkai was the way he smiled after listening to it, showing his small canine teeth, with a little helplessness.

"Huh? Xiaokai, Xia An. Are you two here to watch the football game?"

At some point, Wang Yuan poked his head out from the entrance of the supermarket, and greeted them with a bottle of arteries.

"What ball?"

"The Champions League, tonight is the final!"

Then Wang Junkai suddenly became excited, "Oh, I forgot when I went, it was Liverpool vs Ami, right? Wang Yuaner, I'll watch with you."

After speaking, he squeezed into the supermarket, and ended this slightly embarrassing scene logically.

That night, the supermarket was full of people, all boarders who had bought snacks and drinks and watched the game directly in front of the TV.

Because the dormitory cut off the power and internet at 11 o'clock, they had no choice but to huddle here to watch the evening live broadcast.

"You watch football too." Wang Junkai was a little surprised when he noticed Xia An who was sitting down with him.

"It's okay, pay attention once in a while." Xia An felt guilty.

"That's it." Wang Junkai curled his mouth and nodded with a half-smile.

"Xiao Kai, which team do you support?" Wang Yuan in front turned to ask him.

"Me? Of course it's Liverpool. We're also a Premier League team. I'm still waiting for Liverpool to avenge my devil!"

"Come on, let's protect ourselves. Isn't it bad enough for you to be double-killed by Ami? Ami is so popular this season, just look at the atmosphere in the stands. I just ask Ami to abuse you lightly." , don’t let me break the barrel and lose too badly.”

Wang Yuan waved his hands to persuade Wang Junkai not to comfort himself, and then glanced at Xia An incidentally, "Where is Xiao An, who do you support?"

"Me? I don't support anyone in particular, but since you all support Liverpool, then I will support Liverpool too. Maybe I will win."

"That's wrong." Wang Junkai retorted pretending to be deep and wagging his fingers.

"We are just sympathizing with the weak. Milan is the current European overlord. If Liverpool were at their most glorious 30 years ago, they could still compete with them. Now there is basically a 90.00% chance of being defeated."

"Isn't there still a ten percent chance of winning?"

"That's a miracle."

"I love miracles."

Xia An watched the TV and said in a low voice.

Wang Junkai was stunned for a moment, looked at her side face and didn't speak for a while, when the referee blew the main whistle for the game on TV, he blinked and turned his eyes back to the screen.

Xia An peeked at him from the corner of the eye, his slightly long bangs covered his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

"Fuck!"

I don’t know who made this national curse, but at the opening 52 seconds, this sentence definitely represented the aspirations of all Liverpool fans around the world at that moment.

Maldini, the son of Milan, volleyed 12 meters in front of the goal and bounced into the net.

1:0.

"It's just the beginning, the situation isn't too bad." Wang Yuan took a sip of his drink and comforted himself with a smile.

As it turns out, he was right and the worst was yet to come for Liverpool fans.

In the 5th minute, after the Liverpool players almost scored an own goal, another 10 minutes later, the main player of Liverpool suffered a muscle strain, and Liverpool was forced to use a valuable substitution.

Five minutes later, Sheva helped AC Milan score another goal.

Wang Yuan was so excited that he was about to jump up. At this time, the lineman raised the flag, indicating that the ball was offside first, and the ball was invalid.

Wang Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, and Wang Junkai patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Calm down."

Xia An also let out a long sigh of relief. Although she couldn't understand it, she could still feel "This is a good sign, isn't it."

This time, I didn't guess right.

Only 10 minutes later, there was a melee in the Liverpool penalty area. AC Milan took the opportunity to play a beautiful counterattack. The young Kaka dribbled the ball 30 meters away, past three Liverpool defenders, and Sheva cooperated perfectly. Respo went straight to the empty door.

2:0.

"Xiao Kai, I'm going to cry."

Although from the very beginning, Wang Yuan expected that Liverpool might be abused, but he did not expect to be so ravaged.

Wang Junkai was stunned for a moment, then pulled the tissue and handed it over.

"Save it, maybe there will be some crying."

As soon as Wang Yuan took it with a smile, Crespo scored twice on TV like lightning.

3:0.

"Damn! Wang Junkai, you crow mouth!"

Wang Yuan crumpled up the tissue in his hand and threw it towards him.

At this time, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half.

In the stands, Milan fans were celebrating in advance, while Liverpool fans were silent.

Even the commentator of CCTV began to make sarcastic remarks, asserting that the two teams are no longer on the same level.

"It seems that I can't count on the broken barrel to avenge my devil." Wang Junkai shook his head regretfully, and glanced at his watch, it was already past midnight.

Patted his pants and stood up, Wang Junkai hammered Wang Yuan's shoulder, "Aren't you going back to the dormitory to sleep? There is morning reading tomorrow morning."

"I can't sleep at all because of this abuse, okay?"

Wang Yuan stuffed potato chips into his mouth, turned his head and waved to him, signaling him to go back first.

"Even if you stay here, it's useless. The overall situation has been decided. In the second half, it will definitely be A Mi Duxiu. Are you looking for abuse here?"

Wang Yuan seemed to be persuaded, chewed the potato chips and thought for a while, then simply poured the remaining potato chips into his mouth at one time, patted the crumbs on his hands and stood up.

"That's right, hey, when I think that the headlines on the mobile phone network tomorrow morning will be Ami's fiasco, I feel heartbroken."

"You'd better think about it now that it's past 1 o'clock, and you won't be so worried if you have to get up early for class at 5:[-] tomorrow morning."

"You're going straight to a myocardial infarction."

Wang Junkai hooked him, walked out with a drink, and suddenly remembered something.

"Hey, that's you."

Wang Junkai nodded to Xia An who was confused, "Aren't you going home yet? It's already one o'clock."

Xia An's eyes dimmed imperceptibly, then he raised his head and returned to his normal expression, "I'll watch it for a while, I'm curious about the result of the game."

"It's the same if you know tomorrow morning, you'll lose anyway." Wang Junkai turned back and pulled Xia An and pushed her towards the door, "It's not safe for a girl to go home late."

Xia An was pushed forward by him, and when he turned around to say something, the crowd in front of the TV burst into cheers behind him.

"Xiaokai Xiaokai! Gerrard scored a goal! 1 to 3!"

Wang Yuan rushed back to the TV excitedly, calling for Wang Junkai to come and watch.

In the second half, after the Liverpool captain scored that tricky and gorgeous header, at this moment, whether it was in the school supermarket or in the stands of the Liverpool fans in the Istanbul Arena, which is more than 4000 kilometers away, there was a burst of cheers.

"It's just that I didn't lose so badly. So what if I scored three goals in a row?"

Wang Junkai disagrees.

However, as soon as the words fell, Smicer scored another goal.

"Old Wang, I entrust you with your cheap words." Wang Yuan yelled at him with a smile.

"Damn." Wang Junkai cursed in a low voice, and couldn't help but pull Xia An back and squeezed beside Wang Yuan.

After 3 minutes in the second half, Alonso helped Liverpool magically tie the score - 3 to 3!

Looking at the crazy Liverpool fans and the silent Milan fans on TV, Xia An suddenly felt that some things, with their ups and downs, seemed inexplicable.

The 90-minute regular season was coming to an end, and Wang Junkai suddenly asked Xia An, "Don't you believe in miracles?"

"Then how about you make a bet with me?"

"what?"

"If Liverpool win, I promise you..."

At this time, there was a burst of exclamation from the commentator on the TV, and Xia An hurriedly tiptoed nervously to watch—seven meters in front of the goal, Kaka almost beat Liverpool in the last minute.

The referee blew the whistle, the two sides drew after 90 minutes, and the game was about to enter overtime.

The impact of Kaka's goal on Xia An has not dissipated, she shouted a little excitedly: "Then what if AC Milan wins?!"

Wang Junkai glanced at the screen and reported the score, "Three to three."

Then he stopped talking about him and spent almost the entire 30 minutes of overtime in silence.

This is the greatest three and ten minutes in the history of the Champions League, and it is also the most disturbing three and ten minutes in Xia An's life.

When Liverpool used up three substitutions and was forced to face a ten-on-eleven situation, Carragher limped back to the field with his injured leg until the last minute of 120 minutes, God bless Liverpool, Milan failed to score another goal.

In the end, when Dudek bravely saved Sheva's two shots in a row, and the referee finally whistled to signal the penalty shootout, Xia An nervously grabbed Wang Junkai's arm.

"Wang Junkai, you have to keep your word. If Liverpool wins, you will promise me."

Wang Junkai looked at her hand holding his arm, and nodded.

The sound of AC Milan missing the first goal was coming from the TV.

"Xiao Kai, Liverpool are leading 2-0."

Wang Yuan shouted emotionally in front of him.

As soon as the words fell, a classic national curse was heard in the room-Liverpool made a penalty kick in the third round, and the penalty score became 2-1.

Wang Junkai obviously felt that Xia An's hand holding his arm was getting tighter, and Wei Wei felt a little pain.

His heart skipped a beat, and he patted the girl's shoulder imperceptibly.

Xia An looked up at him with a puzzled look.

In the fourth round, Kaka scored a penalty kick on behalf of Milan, and Liverpool sent Smicer to the same point into the net.

3:2.

In the fifth round, when Sheva stood on the [-]-yard penalty spot on behalf of AC Milan, Xia An felt that he could not breathe. As long as Sheva made the penalty and Liverpool missed the penalty, the game would be over. Enter the most brutal sudden death stage.

In other words, according to Wang Junkai's implication, there is no possibility between them.

When Sheva put the football on the penalty spot, she also gently let go of Wang Junkai's arm, which she had been holding tightly.

"I know that for the past six months, I have been bothering you and making you very troubled..."

As Shevchenko started to run backwards, he suddenly took her hand that was about to withdraw.

"Shh-"

He motioned her to be silent, then pointed to the TV, waiting for what might be the final blow.

Shevchenko shot into the middle of the goal, and Liverpool goalkeeper Dudek has jumped to the right of the goal - he misjudged.

Xia An's tears suddenly fell. She covered her ears and buried her head in a squat, afraid that hearing the cheers of the Milan fans on the TV would make her lose the strength to look up again.

"...How could this be the case, I have waited for so long, I don't want it to be just like this."

"I know that pestering you for the past six months has caused you great trouble, but I really like you, and I really want to try hard."

"I've always been unlucky, and being able to sit with you is really the luckiest thing I've ever encountered."

"I just want to ask you to give me a chance... just give me a chance."

"I can't bear it...I can't bear to let go..."

Her body trembled and she couldn't speak.

Xia An used to think that he was not someone who couldn't afford to lose, but this time, he felt that he was never so afraid of losing.

"What are you muttering about?" Wang Junkai also squatted down and leaned in front of her.

"No one loses, Liverpool wins!"

He whispered in her ear.

At the last moment, Dudek still saved the ball out of the goal with his left hand despite a misjudgment.

Xia An's teary eyes looked up at him in disbelief.

At 2005 o'clock in the morning on May 5, 26, Beijing time.

At this moment, in Istanbul, in Liverpool, in Milan, in the supermarket next to the school playground.

There are people crying everywhere, some for this victory, some for this loss, some for the loss of this moment.

"I didn't expect such a thing as a miracle." Wang Junkai shrugged helplessly, "So, I have to keep my word."

"Hey, let's try together."

She wanted to nod desperately, but at that moment, she couldn't do anything.

She could only stare at him blankly, with tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, as if possessed by a demon, she kept chanting, "Okay, okay."

Our world is experiencing so many joys and sorrows every day, and I am so glad that I can meet you and witness the miracle of this world together.

"Hey, Xia An, why are you standing there stupidly, come in quickly."

Wang Yuan waved to her and shouted.

Xia An hesitated for a while, and looked towards the entrance of the supermarket, where Wang Junkai's figure had long been hidden.

She pursed her lips unwillingly, not wanting to let it go, she always wanted an answer.

After walking for a while, he hurriedly followed.

Therefore, some endings are already doomed.

No matter how many times you do it again, it's the same.

Wang Junkai is a knot in Xia An's life, a knot that cannot be escaped.

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