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When mentioning the summer of childhood, people will have all kinds of keywords, think of watermelon, think of insects, think of a popsicle wholesale store.

When Mi Zhiqiu was very young, he didn't know how to summarize memories, he only knew how to use associations to classify things, so he piled summer and tropics together, and summed up the memories of tropics as time at the seaside.Xiao Mi Zhiqiu’s definition of summer is jumpy and abstract because of this, he piles sand into an empty coconut shell with a small shovel, and sits there to bury his legs with sand.

The air is salty, and every handful of sand is a building block.

Summer is the conch to bring home.

The way of remembering after adulthood is not just the tactile taste and souvenirs that remain. In summer, sweat accumulates on the chin, and it seems that taking a deep breath will burn it.

When Mi Zhiqiu grows up, he no longer remembers that he was a single seedling under the scorching sun who didn’t need an umbrella, nor will he build sand castles under the sun, but avoids the sun, just like animals instinctively avoid fire.He lost those fearlessness of the sun and heat, but at the same time, he has a new right called escape.In order to achieve a seamless handover from the sun, Mi Zhi dragged Xia Xin to stay up all night in autumn, bought a whole bag of ice cream and fruit, and sat by the bay window of the hotel to be a supporter of sugar.

The place where they live is very unique. Each room is equipped with a swimming pool. When you open the balcony door, you can put your legs in the water and shake your feet.

The temperature of the water is easily transferred from the soles of the feet to the body, whether it is hot or cold.Mi Zhiqiu turned over and lay on the floor, feeling a kind of coolness that the air conditioner couldn't provide. He patted his side to make Xia Xin feel it too.

So the two fell to the ground together next to the door, and the night on the balcony was as cool as water.

The moon is very good at embellishing, and it always appears in a place where you can see it when you look up. It is curved, revealing the information of the night.But for Mi Zhiqiu who wakes up in the afternoon and goes out in the evening, the sunrise is the signal to go to bed, and the moon is just a sign that the night is still long.

Mi Zhiqiu felt a little inexplicably happy, and seemed to be in the air and couldn't help but regret, "Why can't we think about setting off to the island tomorrow? Life in the city is so happy."

Get up in the afternoon to eat delicious food, go shopping in a business district, and then go to the night market to continue eating, mango coconut tom yum kung, the two of them didn't have much time to wake up, but they had a lot of stuff in their stomachs.

Xia Xin suddenly complained, "Because you want to feel what it's like to jump off a building, there is no place in the city for you to skydive."

Mi Zhiqiu complained about himself along with him, "Yeah, I can't wait to pay the deposit, and I don't leave any chance of regretting it."

Xia Xin sat up suddenly, picked up a handful of water and poured it on his lap, "Think about the good, and then you can lie in the sea water."

Mi Zhiqiu felt those drops of water rolling down his legs, and guessed that the water surface would also create a circle of ripples, "I still remember a friend who parachuted and fell into the sea before, and it took half an hour to fish it out. Come."

Xia Xin suddenly comforted him, "You don't have to curse yourself like that."

Originally trying to scare the other party, but it was misinterpreted as cursing himself. Mi Zhiqiu was quiet for a while, then raised his leg straight up suddenly, and reached out to touch his own foot, "Do you remember that I said that my sitting and forward bending performance is very good?" good."

Xia Xin suddenly laughed, getting used to his way of making sharp turns in the topic, gave him a perfunctory thumbs up, "You are awesome."

The sounds of different cities are different. The cities block the chirping of birds and cicadas, but they will create new sounds that belong to human beings.

Most hotels would emphasize their advantages of sound insulation and quietness, but Mi Zhiqiu opened all the windows and doors to listen to the white noise that belongs to the city.Their words are long and winding, and their pronunciation has a soft feeling. The noise that is filtered out seems to become more fine and soft because of this, without the unique hard texture of other metropolises.

There seemed to be a few people talking in the distance, and the ending sound was prolonged from time to time, like a sheep bleating in a low voice.

Mi Zhiqiu recalled the first day here. He confidently thought that the locals could not speak Chinese. In the elevator, he kept telling Xia Xin that a child was cute. When he got out of the elevator, the adult who was holding the child turned around and said to him, " Thank you."

He obediently kept his mouth shut, lamenting the prosperity of the motherland, and never dared to speak Chinese as an encryption method unscrupulously.

Xia Xin suddenly saw that he didn't speak for a long time, and then poured a handful of water on him, "What are you looking at?"

Mi Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, not wanting to bring up the matter that Xia Xin had been mocking for hours, he threw his leg back into the swimming pool, causing the water to splash far away, "Every time a person in the movie lies down, the camera will show the stars , I thought it was a routine, but now I realize it’s true.”

People can't help but pay attention to the sky.

When I was young, when the sky was still very clear, people seldom talked about the stars. People at that time did not know any constellations and did not use them to define people.On the contrary, I see fewer and fewer stars, and occasionally I will sigh how beautiful I look up, like a silver nail marking a piece of sky.

Xia Xin smiled suddenly, "After all, no matter how tall the building is, the unobstructed line of sight will eventually fall to the furthest place."

Mi Zhiqiu recalled the last time he watched the stars by chance, and they were still chatting about summer. Mi Zhiqiu said that he would stay in the air-conditioned room, but Xia Xin suddenly said that he would be in England.

This summer, they are neither in air-conditioned rooms nor in the UK.They are not even in China, nor in any familiar place, with their feet in the same pool and within reach the next day.

Mi Zhiqiu felt that he was an old man, and he became very fond of recalling things. He seemed to collect and summarize everything, and was able to extract it for himself to experience at any time.

He remembered that he had watched a documentary a long time ago, in which he mentioned that the stars captured by the camera, some of which looked like many thousands of years ago, those light spots and rays passed through the ancient ancestors, walking all the way and finally came to the end of the journey, reflected in the picture.

Memory and the stars work the same way, far away, in the past.

A memory is only a memory in the untouchable past, a star is only a star if it is millions of light-years away.

Mi Zhiqiu was suddenly curious, "Humans have been defining stars, taking this name, and taking that photo, but are humans and stars really connected?"

Probably because this question sounded very serious, Xia Xinran also answered very seriously, "This universe was destroyed and reorganized. Everything we have now may have come from a star tens of thousands of years ago, including ourselves."

Xia Xin suddenly looked down at Mi Zhiqiu, "Most of the elements in the human body come from big stars, a small part comes from small stars, and some are related to the big bang. Humans are made of stars."

The light spots millions of years ago were recorded by the camera, and the human body holding the photo may have [-]/[-] of this star. People are keen to look up at the starry sky because human beings themselves are stars.

Mi Zhiqiu's mind is full of billions of romances and philosophies about the universe, but his eyes are full of Xia Xin's lowered gaze. He can sit up and escape from this overlooked perspective, but he waits quietly for Xia Xin to continue.

Then he heard a new taunt from the man.

"Are you too afraid of skydiving, confused, and start talking about science?"

Mi Zhiqiu raised his leg again, took the water spout and sprinkled water all over the two of them.

He also answered seriously.

"Afraid of shit."