Mu Zhiqiu

Chapter 53

Since then, the seasons have become so long.

She saw the ginkgo trees turn green and then yellow, saw the morning glory bloom and bloom again, and she listened and listened to the cry of cicadas.

She stood on the balcony and watched spring, summer, autumn and winter, but the boy named Xu Yanmu never appeared again.

Whenever the holiday comes, she looks forward to it in her heart, but also fears that the slightest expectation will fail again and again.

She was waiting for that little brother, the best friend she valued the most.

However, he never came again.Just like that, she quietly disappeared from her world!

Even the little girl named Tang Aijia moved in the winter of that year.

Leave her alone and return to the previous lonely state.That kind of loneliness that she never had before made her lonelier than before.

Ziqiu was alone, with bare feet, walking through the messy grass and blooming roses, watching the mountain bamboo forest fluctuate with the wind, and listening to the rustling of bamboo leaves.

Ziqiu was alone, wading through the crystal clear stream, picking up those colorful and strangely shaped pebbles, and because he caught a crab in the hole in the stone, his fingers were pinched and blood flowed red.That cute crab, if Iwaki was here, you wouldn't be so reckless, biting your fingers fiercely and not letting go.It must have nodded and bowed to her in fright.

Ziqiu traveled all over the mountains and plains alone, weaving garlands with lovely and charming wild chrysanthemums. The colors that bloom in the sun are extremely gorgeous.Imagine how beautiful it would be to make a skirt out of these beautiful elf-like flowers.

She gradually got used to being alone, admiring alone.

Three years later.

She had gradually forgotten about the boy named Xu Yanmu.Perhaps in the hearts of children, three years should be enough to forget some things and some people.However, sometimes those memories that gradually fade in the mind will always be awakened inadvertently.

A misty morning in winter.

The air is mixed with the smell of various breakfasts, and the traffic and people are constantly coming and going.

On the narrow streets on both sides, passers-by were in a hurry.

That year, Ziqiu had just entered junior high school.

I go to school by bike in the morning.When passing by an intersection, she saw a familiar face, closed her eyes, and recalled it for a second.

It's him.little brother!It must be him.

Ziqiu danced and jumped up and down.I can't wait to rush through the red light and run over to grab him.

The feeling of being lost and found is very precious. It is the first time that Ziqiu has experienced the feeling of strong dependence on an outsider other than her mother.She was so afraid that he would disappear without a trace in an instant.

Ziqiu's eyes were fixed on the beating speed of the red light. She was nervous and afraid.My palms are sweating.Her mood fluctuated with the traffic lights.The hot air from her mouth instantly turned into a white mist when it met the cold air, covering her face.Her heart seemed to be still, and the noisy voices in her ears changed from loud noises to round after round of echoes buzzing in her ears.

"Little brother! Little brother!" Ziqiu shouted loudly to the opposite side.

"Xu Yanmu. Xu Yanmu!" Her voice was already drowned in the noise.

When she chased after him, she could only see his blurred back in school uniform from a distance.

Ziqiu exhausted all her strength, pedaling the pedals of the bicycle, passing through the traffic and people. At this moment, she wanted to grow a pair of big wings to take her across this short distance.

Time passed by every minute, and Ziqiu, who was so tired and sweating profusely, could no longer find him at the turn of an intersection.

She had no strength, put down the bicycle, and sat slumped on the side of the road, gasping for breath.She thought she was useless and cried aggrievedly.

This road is so long, so long that I seem to have been chasing it for a long, long time.

To the left is a key middle school he attended.

To the right is an ordinary middle school she attended.

The road of life has been changed by these inexplicable fork roads.

Ziqiu, who was sitting in the classroom, stared at the teacher's opening and closing lips, in a daze.

The deskmate Duo'er secretly reached out and pinched her leg.

"It hurts!" Ziqiu yelled inadvertently, and Duo'er covered her mouth and laughed.

"Xia Ziqiu!" The homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher had the most sensitive hearing, and she looked at Ziqiu with sharp eyes.

"You, memorize this passage!"

"I..." Ziqiu stood up nervously.

"Come to my office after class."

"Oh. Ziqiu lowered her head, blushed, and sat down. She bit her lip and squinted at Duo'er. Duo'er shrugged, picked up the book, and looked up at the teacher.

Only then did Ziqiu come back to his senses.She couldn't remember how she came to the school, how she sat in the classroom.Seeing the seriousness of the teacher, Ziqiu was scared, most afraid of telling her mother.Those babbling sounds of reading finally got into the ears in an orderly manner after waking up, and melted into the brain.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Ziqiu looked at the teacher nervously, trying to figure out why.Pain, stomach pain, headache, in short, you have to tell where your body hurts, so that you have a chance to get the teacher's understanding.

"summer......"

"Yes." Before the teacher finished speaking, Ziqiu hurriedly replied, she felt so ashamed.This is her first time going to the office.

Ziqiu followed the teacher unhurriedly, his heart in his throat.Seeing the teacher sitting down, Ziqiu was a little scared and didn't dare to look up.

"What's the matter today, I was distracted in class, isn't it uncomfortable there?" The head teacher changed a very gentle, mother-like tone, looking at Ziqiu and said.

"I, my stomach hurts a little!" Ziqiu told a lie, and he didn't even have the confidence.Intermittently, nervously speaking.

"Drink some hot water." The homeroom teacher stood up, poured some hot water into a cup, and handed it to Ziqiu.

"Thank you teacher." Ziqiu took the water glass, her heart was sore, her eyes were red, because she lied, she never lied to the teacher, and felt guilty.

"Drink it, you must be serious in class in the future, your foundation is still very good, keep working hard, the teacher believes in you!" the head teacher said earnestly.

"Well, teacher, I was wrong!" Ziqiu drank the warm water with tears streaming down his face.

After school, Ziqiu and Duo'er pushed their bicycles and walked out of the school gate.

"By the way, what are you thinking about in class today?" Duo'er looked at her mysteriously.

"I didn't think about anything!" Ziqiu said angrily.

"Just lie!" Duo'er patted her on the head with her hand.

"I, I mean, really, really didn't think about anything!" Ziqiu said with a guilty conscience, looking at the ground.

"Haha, I have someone I like! Haha, it must be, so shy!" Duo'er saw through Ziqiu and laughed triumphantly.

"Don't guess randomly, okay?" Ziqiu hurriedly covered Duo'er's mouth with his hand.

"Hey, I'm right, who is it? From our class? Or from another class? Is he handsome? Is he tall? Are you studying well?..."

"Alright! Isn't checking the household registration as careful as you?" Ziqiu interrupted Duo'er's endless imagination.

"Then tell me!" Duo'er said impatiently.

"Another day!" Ziqiu left quickly on his bike.

"Little girl, whet my appetite, hum! I'll see you tomorrow!" Duo'er said with a smile as she looked at Ziqiu who was slipping away quickly.

Gray sky, cold.

Ziqiu rode his bicycle and walked slowly, feeling tired.Her feet seemed to be stepping on the sponge-like soil, one deep and one shallow, staggering forward.

The road under your feet seems to have no end.She felt a sense of loss that she had never felt before, and for no reason, she couldn't stop her tears. It had been a long time since she cried so heartily.

When he was about to get home, Ziqiu squatted on the side of the road to adjust his mood.She unbuttoned her gloves and rubbed her red eyes from crying with her fingers stiff with cold.

Then she sat on the side of the road to calm her grief.She didn't want to go home in such a mess and worry her mother.

She stared blankly at the people passing by on the street.Recalling the things about Xu Yanmu in her heart, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.She smiled, very brightly.She will always find him, she believes that the person she should meet will always meet.

She was immersed in happy memories, but she couldn't hear any noise. She saw the lips of those people at the barbecue stalls on the roadside opening and closing, and felt that it had nothing to do with her. She was like air, living in in a clear glass bottle.

After an unknown amount of time, she heard someone shaking her, then a familiar voice calling her name, and then a warm embrace.Yes, my dear mother.Ziqiu hid in his mother's arms.

Ziqiu took his mother's arm and rested his head on her shoulder.The mother and daughter were walking in the quiet street. The mother pushed the car and shook it, and the two figures overlapped under the street lamp.

She didn't say anything, just took her mother's arm like this, and went home quietly and quietly.

Pushing open the door, the house is filled with the aroma of vegetables, stimulating the taste buds.Home is the world, where there is a mother, there will always be freedom.

"I'm starving!" Ziqiu hurriedly took off his coat and reached for chopsticks.

"Wash your hands. What a person." Mom said, grabbing the dirty hand.

Ziqiu hurriedly washed his hands, rushed to the dining table, grabbed the chopsticks, brought the rice bowl, and ate with big mouthfuls.

"Slow down, slow down, why don't you look like a girl anymore." Mom said while picking vegetables for Ziqiu.

"Mom, your cooking skills are getting better and better!" Ziqiu put a piece of pork belly into his mouth.

"Just one thing, do it every day, do it for ten years or decades, even if you don't succeed, you have to become a talent!" Mom looked at Ziqiu eating, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised.

"What you said seems to make sense." Ziqiu put a piece of lean meat into her mother's bowl.Mom doesn't like to eat fatty meat, so Ziqiu eats all the fat every time.The fat but not greasy pork belly is her favorite dish.

"Mom, I want to eat pickled fish with pickled cabbage on weekends." Ziqiu bit the tip of her chopsticks and said.

"Okay, Mom will make it for you."

"Mom, go prepare your lessons, I'll wash the dishes." Ziqiu pulled the last bite of rice into his mouth.

"Go wash and rest."

"No, I'll come." Ziqiu helped her mother to the sofa, packed up the dishes and brought them to the kitchen.

Mom looked at Ziqiu and smiled gratifiedly.My Ziqiu has grown up and knows how to love her mother.Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.She hurriedly turned around and went to the study, she couldn't let Ziqiu see her.

"Is there anything you want to say to your mother?" As soon as Ziqiu lay down, her mother knocked on the door and came in, walked to the bed and sat down, took her hand and said softly.

"Mom, it's okay." Ziqiu buried her head in her mother's arms.

"Go to sleep, baby. Have a sweet dream." Mom kissed her on the cheek, tucked her in, and turned off the light.

"Well, good night, mom." Ziqiu took advantage of the darkness to bury her head in the bed.She didn't want her mother to know how sad she was.Ziqiu said to himself: "It will be good to sleep, and the sun will rise as usual tomorrow."

After that, school is over every day.Ziqiu will ride a bicycle to wander back and forth on this road.Definitely, definitely can see him, she believed.

Even on weekends, she would ride a bicycle around the campus.She was afraid of missing every chance to meet him.This will become a habit, a state of mind, and an attachment that is willing to seek.She believed that he would not simply disappear this time.

Thankfully, she found a way to talk to him.The secrets written down under the covers every day are locked in thick notebooks.

For example those: On the 35th day after I met you, I was under the plane tree on the street, and I saw a tall figure in school uniform, just like you.I have been chasing for a long time by bicycle, but unfortunately I still can't catch up;

This winter is so cold, so cold, much colder than previous years.I saw snowflakes that I had never seen before, flying all over the sky. Although they were small and melted before they hit the ground, they were enough to satisfy my little curiosity.Did you see that?The snowflakes are so beautiful, I watched it melt in the palm of my hand, and I tasted the taste of the snowflakes.You said, how beautiful it would be to make a skirt with snow-like colors!

When school was over today, it was windy.It was so cold, gusts of cold wind penetrated into the neckline, cuffs, and trouser legs, shivering all over, and shivering several times.When I got home at night, I caught a cold and coughed so badly that I couldn't sleep all night.Although I haven't slept, I will be very happy, even excited, because I can miss you for a long, long time.It's such a good feeling.It's rare to have such a quiet night without worrying about being disturbed.

In the 160 days since I met you, I smelled the smell of spring, saw the flowers blooming on the balcony, and planted henna, cockscomb, chrysanthemum, rose, and rose.I imagined how beautiful it would be when the wall was covered with roses.I really like flowers so much, maybe it was just a certain beautiful flower in my previous life.And you?What was your last life?What will the next life be?I met you in this life, what about the next life?Can we meet again?

Rumble, lightning and thunder, so scary.The two things I fear most in my life are thunder and big dogs.Through the window, I saw a light, splitting from the sky to the earth.You must not be afraid of thunder!The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rustling sound of the rain was knocking on the window messily.Actually, I like listening to the sound of rain the most, how about you?what do you like?

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and summer is coming.The sycamore tree is getting stronger and stronger, and I heard the chirping of cicadas.Today I feel a little sad and lost for no reason, and I don't know why.Why can't I find you? Where are you hiding?If I had infinite strength, I think I would turn this small city upside down, so it would be easy to find you.

This time I got the highest score in the Chinese test. I have to study hard to get into No. [-] Middle School. It won't be so hard to see you.I think I will be very proud to go to your class to find you, Xu Yanmu!come out! , haha, just thinking about it makes me so happy;

I like drawing more and more, and I like the feeling of being immersed in it.Because of that, time will pass quickly.However, I also feel scared, because during the period of painting, there is no shadow of you in my mind. . . . . .

I don't know how you are?High school is very busy, a lot of homework, growing taller, talking nonsense. . . . . .

Will I still be able to watch flowers bloom and fall leaves with you in the future?

The author has something to say:

"stuffy"

Gray

wet transparent sky

capricious

to the streets and walls

lose some color

Inattentive

Whose hair is gray?

The shadow squatting at the base of the wall

guard

the gray cat

count on the ground

gray pebbles