Mu Zhiqiu

Chapter 60

It was getting dark, and Iwaki still had some things to do, so he was flustered when he left.He still has something to do. He has to go to the ancient town to retrieve Ziqiu's bicycle and drawing board.

When he hurried to run, he saw Xiao Ruoran sitting under the street lamp with his portfolio on his back at the bridge, next to Ziqiu's broken bicycle.

"If so, why are you still here?" Yanmu looked at her in surprise.

"I'm waiting for you?" Xiao Ruoran happily looked at Xu Yanmu who came in a hurry.

"Thank you for making you wait so long. Do you want to eat?" Yanmu asked with concern.

"I ate it. The slate glutinous rice cakes in the ancient town are really delicious. I ate three of them at once." Xiao Ruoran said excitedly.

"By the way, where is Ziqiu? How is the injury?" she asked.

"I sent her home. Her leg was broken and she had a plaster cast." He said sadly.

"Oh. It will take some time to recuperate at home." She said.

"Well, I'll take you home." He looked at her tired face and said.

"Well, thank you." Her sweet smile comforted his heart.

Under the dim street lights, Yanmu carried Ziqiu's drawing board on his back, pushed the cart and walked side by side with Xiao Ruoran, taking his time.

"Yanmu, which university are you going to apply for?" She asked in a low voice.

"The costume design of the Department of Fine Arts in City A." He said with a rare joy in his eyes.

"I'm also going to apply for the exam." The corners of her mouth rose, but she didn't expect him to want to be with her too.

"Really!" He was secretly happy in his heart.He couldn't tell whether he liked her or what.But, he loves her smile, hears her voice, loves being with her.She is gentle and soft-spoken, and has good grades, and has many of the same hobbies and dreams as him.

He and she have a lot to say, and they often imagine the future together, go to the library together, and discuss difficult problems together. . . . .Do many simple and happy things together.

He is a little dull, maybe boys mature later than girls, so he still doesn't know what it is like, he just likes to be with her.

"Really!" she said firmly.For her, this is an agreement, an important agreement about her and his future.She stretched out her hand and held Yanmu's bewildered hand tightly.She has to make a decision. She is afraid that Ziqiu's liking for Yanmu will distract Yanmu. Although she is better than Ziqiu, she is still worried.She could feel Ziqiu's deep love for Yanmu.

Yanmu smiled shyly, gently took her hand without hesitation, too flustered or shy to turn his face to look at her.He raised his head and looked straight ahead.

The germination of youth is pure and beautiful at this ignorant age.One day after decades, maybe on a moonlit night, I will think of the beautiful appearance of the past.

The gray and white moonlight covered the streets.Two figures walked slowly holding hands in the moonlight.

Ziqiu leaned against the window of the bedroom, looking at the slowly moving shadows on the street, her heart twitched violently, it was very painful, as if her heart was forcibly pulled out of her chest.

At that moment, when she saw Yanmu holding Ruoran's hand, her tears still flowed out, and it was time to end, Ziqiu told herself silently in her heart.

That night, she heard the wind all night, and her eyes were red from crying.

Early the next morning, she received a call from Iwaki.

"Ziqiu, are you feeling better? Remember to change your medicine." Yanmu asked with concern.

"Well, I'll go in a while. Don't worry, just study hard." Ziqiu's eyes turned red when he heard his voice.

"I have time to see you. By the way, when did you put the money in my pocket, and I will send it to you when I find the time. And your bicycle, I repaired it for you, and when will I send it to you with the portfolio." Iwaki said.

"No, you should buy more delicious food. I won't be able to deliver food to you for a long time. By the way, I forgot to tell you. My mother and I want to go to our hometown to recuperate for a while. So, when you come, I also look for Not to me." Ziqiu lied.

"That's it, then take care of yourself. I'll come and see you when you recover," he said.

"Yeah." Suddenly she didn't know what to say to him, and fell silent on the phone.

"I wish the college entrance examination goes well." Ziqiu choked with sobs, trying to control his emotions that were about to collapse.

"Thank you, you have to work hard too." He said.

"Well, I hung up." Ziqiu hung up the phone hastily, she was afraid that she would tell him that she liked him too.

In the following months, no one answered Iwaki's phone calls.At that time, Ziqiu sat beside him and listened quietly, counting the beep, beep, beep, beep that echoed in the room.

That voice was like an invisible sharp knife, cutting her heart one by one, making her sad, unstoppable sadness.

Those clear and loud voices shuttled back and forth in the memory.Even when dreaming, it echoes in the dream, a series of bright beep, beep, beep sounds.

When she summoned up the courage to pick up the phone, there were only beep, beep, beep and sighs on the other end of the phone.

Dreams fill the gap in reality, as warm as it is, it hurts as much.

Although Ziqiu's leg is injured, she will insist on going to school.She can't fall behind, she has to work hard to shorten the distance with him.

Three months later, Ziqiu's legs recovered.

One day, when Ziqiu went downstairs, she saw the bicycle parked in the corridor. It was her broken bicycle. It had obviously been repaired and was polished black.

There was still her portfolio on the back seat of the bicycle. The moment she picked it up, some colorful banknotes fell from the portfolio to the ground.

It was Yanmu, she ran out happily, wandered around the neighborhood a few times, but did not see Yanmu.When did he come here?Why didn't you tell her.

The disappointed expression looked extremely lonely on her face.

She returned to the corridor and stood there blankly for a long time. When she saw the car in front of her, she seemed to see Yanmu standing in front of her.Didn't I know that Iwaki watched her paintings?Under her clumsy paintbrush, there is a dense flow of her fondness, passing through his shadow, which has already sealed her heart.

Did Iwaki look at the portfolio, and what would he think if he saw it?Ziqiu thought about it in his heart.She longed to be discovered by him, so that he should know her heart for him.But I was afraid of being discovered by him, so I was afraid that I would not even be able to be friends.

Ziqiu thought so, and Yanmu did the same.After a long time, Iwaki disappeared in her world.

He likes Ruoran, and also loves Ziqiu.

As for Ziqiu, he couldn't take it into consideration. The only thing he could do was stay away from her.

The distance between spring and summer condenses the youthful years of college entrance examination students.

Ziqiu is eagerly looking forward to Yanmu's college entrance examination results, although the time for the high school entrance examination is coming soon.

On the day when the first middle school college entrance examination was announced, Ziqiu got up early.She wore a newly bought white skirt with a high ponytail, and she wanted to dress him the way he liked.

She rode a bicycle and shuttled quickly on the winding streets that were wide and narrow at times.How long has it been since she saw Yanmu, and she wanted to see him as soon as possible.

But when she parked her bicycle and walked to the library, she saw the bright smiles of Yanmu and Xiao Ruoran among a group of people from a distance.

In an instant, she turned and ran away, she didn't understand why she chose to run away.Does it really feel that she can no longer integrate into his world, or does she feel uncomfortable and sad when she sees him happy with her.

Ziqiu hid under the tall sycamore tree, watching Yanmu and Ruoran all the time.Seeing him gently brushing off the fallen leaves on her head with his hands.He used such warm words to make her smile brightly, and she watched Yanmu and Ruoran leave side by side.

Ruoran smiled, he smiled.

Ziqiu laughed and cried.

She waited until the sun was hanging above her head from early morning, letting sweat soak her dress.Wait until everyone is run away by the scorching heat, until she hears cicadas chirping one after another.

She ran to the red list with sweat on her face, raised her head, and saw his and her names. He and she were admitted to the same art department in the same school in City A. He chose fashion design, while she chose to be a teacher. major.

A drop of sweat flowed into her eyes, and she felt a tingling pain spread all over her body in an instant.

Ziqiu's nose is sour, she is happy for Yanmu.

There was a 4-year gap between her and him, and it was like an endless ocean, leaving her far away on the other side.She might never see him again.so what should I do now?She felt a tight pain in her chest, leaned against the wall weakly, squatted down slowly, twitched and cried.

The simplest reason she thought of was: as long as he lived happily.

Ziqiu didn't know how long she had been on campus. She felt light-headed, groggy, and her head was in pain as if it was about to explode.

She sat on the stone bench by the playground where she used to watch him play, leaning on the thick trunk of the plane tree and fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was almost dark.

She struggled to stand up, walked slowly to the shed, and walked home pushing the car.

The way home is so long, it seems that I will never finish it even if I try my best.

That night, Ziqiu fell ill and had a fever of more than 40 degrees, which frightened her mother.

"Mom, will I die?" Ziqiu mumbled to himself in a daze.

"Mom, I'm so scared." Ziqiu closed her eyes tightly, muttering to herself, and grabbed the quilt with her hands.

"Baby, don't be afraid, where is mom? Mom will always be by your side." Mom kissed her forehead, put her hand into her own, and stroked slowly.

Her fingers became stiff from tension.

Mom wiped her body over and over again and took her temperature.

Calling the doctor to give her an infusion, the mother who had been busy all night finally saw Ziqiu's temperature return to normal before dawn.

Ziqiu vaguely felt someone walking around, but she couldn't open her eyes.

She suddenly liked the feeling of being sick, she didn't have to think about anything, she just lay in the warm clothes and fell asleep.

During that summer vacation, Ziqiu hid in his room, looking at the undelivered gifts, the bottles full of dried petals, and the bound leaf paintings.Little by little, she emptied her heart and filled it with sadness.

After high school, she never saw him again.

She also wrote to him, but they were all returned, the reason: no such person was found, how ridiculous.

On the first day of school, Duoer cried and told her that she was broken in love.

She heard that Zhou Chengze failed the ranking.Since then, she lost news of him and disappeared into her world without a sound.

And Yanmu also quietly left from her world.

She wanted to know what he looked like in the final sprint of the college entrance examination?She wanted to know how he was immersed in his studies, writing furiously?Want to know his anxiety before the college entrance examination?Post-exam indulgence?And the excitement of getting the admission letter?So much, bit by bit, I want to know every minute.

And in the future, when she experienced the same life as him, she always thought about how he would face it.

Time

Going around like annual rings

Let the fireworks that once bloomed in the ignorant years

engraved in life

suddenly like a dream

------ Ziqiu