Nancheng, nothing old.

I put away the photos that were pasted all over the room, one by one, and put them on the bottom of the cardboard box, where the sun can reach, and there was no more photo of Lu Yian.Such a secret, after being presumptuous for a while, returns to the ground, and will never see the sun.

In August, I received the admission letter from the university, and there were many classmates in the space, happy and sad.I am alone waiting for the arrival of September, everything is safe.Lu Jiang went to the university where she was going, and I just went to Beijing. In that city, everything else is far away.

In the last summer vacation of my middle school days, I started to learn to write with a brush, learning the willow style that Lu Yian learned. Lu Yian mailed me pens and paper suitable for beginners from Beijing, as well as the copybooks she selected.Reading the book in Lu Yian's room, occasionally turning to her previous photos, secretly taking photos with her mobile phone, looking at them for a long time.Try to write some short stories on the Internet, although no one likes them, but I am used to sending them to Lu Yian on weekends, and she always guides me patiently.In his spare time, he tutored Lu Yiping, who was just in his third year of high school, and went to Aunt Li's house for dinner as usual.My parents are very busy with work. I should have gone back to my hometown, but I don’t want to. In the previous city, most of them are friends who should no longer be in touch. I am here, and I can go to Lu Yian’s room, read her books, and sit with her. from the window of her room, as she always did, to look at the sky.

I also often lie on the chair that Lu Yian likes, on the balcony in the early morning, when the sun just came out, like her, I cover my face with a book, and the sun didn't get hot anymore after walking all morning.

I went to Beijing in early September, with two big suitcases, accompanied by my parents a week before school started, traveling from south to north.But the person who came to pick me up at the station was not Lu Yi'an, but Chen Qinghan. After work, Chen Qinghan was dressed in an OL outfit, a little mature, but more sexy and beautiful than before.She was wearing shiny high heels and carrying a small satchel, which was out of place in this crowded west of Beijing.

She smiled at me and tried to take the suitcase from my mother, but she was too polite.

She said, I'm sorry Jiang Ming, Yi'an is still working overtime, I'll take you to the place where we live first, and have dinner together after she gets off work.She drove a small white car, and her parents got in after thanking her politely.

I asked her, "Does Sister Qinghan live with Sister Lu?"

She glanced up at the rearview mirror and said, "House prices in Beijing are very expensive. Both Yi'an and I have just graduated, so it's a good deal to rent together."

But of course this is a lie.

In Chaoyang District, the two-bedroom apartment is a little old, but it is neat and clean and fully furnished.There were two pairs of slippers of the same style and different colors at the door. Chen Qinghan changed into the dark blue pair and found another pair of slippers for us.She invited me to sit on the sofa with my parents and watch TV, and went to the room on the right to change into home clothes, which should be the bedroom.She washed the fruit, sat next to me to chat with my parents, and talked about some work matters, which I couldn't get in at all.She smiled at me and said, if Jiang Ming is bored, he can go to Yi An's study to play computer games.Chen Qinghan and Lu Yian are both such gentle people.

"That room."

She pointed to the room on the left, and I realized that these are not two bedrooms, one is specially used as a study room, they share one bedroom, and there is a special study room, just like an ordinary small family , It should have been like this, but I didn't know that Lu Yian and her were already so close. If it were a man and a woman, the relationship would be obvious.

I went to Lu Yian's study room, which was full of literary and artistic atmosphere. The books on the shelves were no less than those in Lu Yian's house. There were words written by Lu Yian on the wall of the room, a long table, two armchairs, and a small coffee table.There is a desktop computer on the left side of the table, and next to the computer is a photo frame, which shows Lu Yian and Chen Qinghan in academic uniforms.On the right side of the table, there is Lu Yi'an's writing tool.There is also a purple guitar leaning against the corner, but I never knew Lu Yian could play the guitar.

I turned on Lu Yian's computer, and there was still a group photo of the two of them on the computer desktop. About Chen Qinghan, the most I have seen is the photo of Lu Yian and her.In every photo of her and Chen Qinghan, you can clearly see her squinted crescent eyes and crow's feet at the corners of her eyes.I remembered that I had teased her before, she said that the small eyes are because they can only hold one person, and the crow's feet are the happy old man.Of course, Lu Yian's eyes are not small. When she stares, the two eyeballs are like small marbles. It is her eyes that I like. I am deeply fascinated by the smile or sadness in them.

I used her computer to watch "Xian San", but after a while, Lu Yian came back.She pushed open the door of the room, still holding the briefcase in her hand, she smiled and called me "Jiang Ming".That was the first time I saw Lu Yian since the summer of 08.Her hair is over her shoulders, tied into a ponytail, without bangs, and her forehead is exposed. Her forehead is not too wide, but it is just right, which is very energetic.She is wearing a green chiffon shirt, a dark skirt and pale pink high-heeled sandals.This kind of Lu Yian, this is the first time I saw Lu Yian as a girl, she is so cute.I stared at her skirt and couldn't help laughing.

Lu Yian raised his eyebrows, put the briefcase heavily on the chair, leaned over and put his frowning face in front of my eyes, and said seriously: "Qinghan took me to buy it, the first dress in my life."

I looked at her like this and still couldn't stop laughing.I looked at her deeply, her eyebrows were still thick, frowned into Sichuan characters, her eyes were wide open, she looked at me, and she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Of course, if Lu Yian is too cute in my memory, it may be because she is really cute, or it may just be because I like her too much. In our eyes, the person I like is always the cutest person.

When Lu Yian was looking at me, Chen Qinghan walked in, she pulled up Lu Yian who was half lying on the table, pinched her cheeks with both hands, and joked: "What are you doing with Jiang Ming so angry, there is no sister at all look." Lu Yi'an tried his best to puff up his mouth and said, "You will make your face bigger."

Chen Qinghan let go of her face and straightened her clothes for her: "Jiang Ming and the others have been waiting for you, they must be hungry, let's go eat."

Hearing this, Lu Yi'an turned around again, like a good sister, and said solemnly: "I'm sorry Jiang Ming, I forgot about it, let's go eat."

Such a naive Lu Yian, such a cute and childish Lu Yian, just appeared in front of Chen Qinghan.Occasionally, shaking it in front of me makes me uneasy.

"Jiang Ming, you go to the living room to accompany your uncle and aunt, while Qinghan and I go to change clothes and then go out for dinner."

My parents like Chen Qinghan very much, this young, beautiful and polite girl, when I sit with them, they are full of praise.Makes me jealous, but it's true.There are always other people who are better than me all the time, there is Lu Yi'an in the early days, and Chen Qinghan in the late days.

It didn't take long for Lu Yi'an to change her clothes. She took off her skirt and high heels, and put on a light gray sweater, black sweatpants, and white sneakers. She wore a high ponytail, as if she was going to exercise in the morning instead of eating.Chen Qinghan was the exact opposite of her. She put on light makeup, wore a fashionable army green coat and beige cropped pants, and was exquisitely dressed, carrying a small black cross-body bag.Lu Yisong put her mobile phone, keys, and wallet into her small black satchel, and walked in front with my parents chicly alone.Chen Qinghan was the last to close the door, and I waited for her.

Walking with the fashionable, beautiful and dignified big sister, I feel a little nervous, it is better to be natural with Lu Yian.I tried my best to communicate with Chen Qinghan in standard Mandarin, still with a strong local accent.Chen Qinghan said with a smile: "Mandarin is much better than Yi'an. I will never forget the first time I spoke to her. Even now, her Mandarin is still very bad."

"Sister Lu's Mandarin is really that bad?"

"Not to mention, she speaks a bit like someone from Guangdong, plus she was always afraid to speak at that time, she likes to use her pen more than her mouth. In fact, Yi'an is a very shy person."

I didn't think so when I saw the man walking in front with his hands in his pockets and having a happy chat with my parents.

"Sister Qinghan, you and Sister Lu are college classmates? How many years have you been together/"

When we talk about the person we like, we always have a smile on our face. Her name pops out of our mouths, like an electric shock, which makes the whole body full of joy. At that time, the sky is blue and the trees are green. Green, flowers and grass are always telling happy stories, even if it is winter, even if it is walking in the cold wind, that person's name, that person's name makes me warm, and makes my world a bright color.When we talk about her, there is pure happiness in the eyes and emotions. She is like a spring, overflowing from the bottom of our hearts and cannot be stopped.Therefore, unrequited love is a failed and painful emotion. I have never mentioned Lu Yian to others, even though I always face the mirror, grin at the corner of my mouth, and gently say her name when there is no one else.But I never really talked about her to anyone. I knew that once I opened my mouth, I couldn't stop like Chen Qinghan.Every time I talk about her, I try my best to disguise myself, try to make my smile look normal, when I talk about her, I pretend to be excited, I turn myself into an ordinary girl who worships idols, I forbid calm Say something about her, so as to hide the secret in my heart, liking her.

However, Chen Qinghan, she doesn't need to hide.

Her eyes, her lips, her expression, everything about her can tell me unabashedly that she loves Lu Yian.She always looked at the figure in front of her, even when she was talking, she didn't look at me, we walked side by side, she was taller than me in high heels, I just looked up at her.Seeing her smiling face, each word popped out of her mouth, the girl I like, my heart hurts slightly.

"I met Yi'an in 2002. At that time, my home had just been equipped with a computer. I spent almost every day in the chat room. That's when I met Yi'an. Speaking of which, I was her fan for nearly two years. , I am curious about her, I want to know everything about her, and explore everything about her across the Internet two thousand miles away, but people always start a relationship from curiosity, and I was only a little girl at that time, how could I understand.”

Yes, people always start a relationship from being curious, just like I kept hearing about Lu Yian from everyone at the beginning, and then fell in love with her almost ignorantly on the first day I saw her, among them, Qing Han is also something I am curious about.

"In 02, you should still be in elementary school. I don't know if you have started to read novels. At that time, Taiwanese romance novels were very popular here. Almost every girl in the class had a copy. From "The First Time" written by ruffian Cai After "Intimate Contact", some Internet writers appeared on the Internet one after another, and Yi An is one of them, a rookie who appeared out of thin air."

"Thinking about it now, what Yi An wrote at that time was really boring and idiotic, but we little girls like her very much, like her profundity that pretends to surpass her peers. And I, especially." Chen Qinghan said here When I was there, I turned around and motioned to me: "But don't tell Yi'an."

I nodded cautiously, as she promised.I want her to say that anyway, I always knew about Lu Yian from other people's mouths until she became an ordinary legend in my life.

After getting my guarantee, she started talking about the old things again and couldn't stop at all.

"The first person who knew Yi An was my deskmate. She had been chasing Yi An's essays on the Internet, chanting next to me every day, trying to get me to join her team. She didn't expect that I was crazier than her. Later, She forgot a little episode of Lu Yian, but I turned her into the most important person in my life. I was curious about her, and her words became clues, guiding me to dig out the treasures about her. That paragraph Every day when I have nothing to do, I leave her messages on the Internet, make appointments with her in chat rooms, and try to give her advice on novels. Until she wrote me the first letter, we became friends. I know, it turns out that the screen Just a little kid younger than me."

"I'm curious what kind of novels Sister Lu wrote at that time. She was only 15 years old at the time, did she also write boring romance novels?"

"En..." Chen Qinghan groaned for a while, and then said to me playfully: "I think Lu Yian was curvy from the beginning, and then her curvy temperament deeply attracted me. As for her writing I'll show you some other day. I saved all the things she wrote at that time. But if you look at it now, you may think that there is nothing to like about those things, but when we were young, they were very popular. .”

"Then Sister Qinghan, you were considered Sister Lu's brainless fan back then." I clenched my hand into a fist and put it in front of my mouth, pretending to be holding a microphone.

"May I ask Miss Chen Qinghan, what is it like to fall in love with an idol?"

"Hmm..." She tilted her head slightly and said, "Finally, I can be her lifelong fan at close range."

Her answer made me smile at each other.

"I haven't read anything written by Sister Lu yet."

"Then go watch it now. Although Yi'an is not well-known yet, I believe that one day more and more people will like her. Yi'an will definitely become an excellent writer in the future. I will be her first One and last fan."

"I never knew that Sister Lu wanted to be a writer. She rarely told me."

"Because she's a shy kid."

"Won't you be jealous if there are more people who like her?"

"Of course not, because there is no one who has been in love from 2002 to the end like me."

I teased her and said, "Sister Qinghan is a hardcore fan."

I was talking with her, but Lu Yi'an suddenly jumped in front of us, scaring me. "What are you talking about?"

I said, "We're talking about girls."

She murmured, "Talking like I'm not a girl." Her face puffed up very cutely.Chen Qinghan pinched her face with both hands, lowered her head and asked her: "Yi'an, are you actually a boy? That's why you don't like wearing skirts."

Lu Yi'an's face flushed suddenly, and he became angry from embarrassment, but he didn't push Chen Qinghan's hand away.It’s just that some people who didn’t know what to say said to me in dialect: “Jiang Ming. There’s a Chongqing hot pot in front of us. Let’s go eat that one, it might be more to your taste.”

I nod.Chen Qinghan let go of her face.Seriously said: "I was just talking to Sister Jiang Ming about the lovesickness."

This is something I don't know, Lu Yi'an pouts angrily and leaves us and walks towards my parents.I looked at Chen Qinghan suspiciously, and she said with a smile: "Ann's pen name at that time, she always felt a little unorthodox, and she didn't want to mention it. But I like her at that time, from the one she doesn't like now Lovesickness begins."

"Sister Lu really looks like a child in front of you."

"Yes, I like her childish look, I like her never to grow up, never understand that this world must let everyone grow up cruelly, I like her original intention, even after many years, don't forget it."

Before I arrived in Beijing, Lu Yian worked overtime to complete the work.During those few days, she dutifully served as a tour guide and took my parents on a trip to Beijing.She took me to the school to report, helped me take care of everything, and then handled all the matters for my parents to go back to the city, and said to the outside world that she would always be "Jiang Ming's sister".So much so that initially, my college roommates thought Lu Yian was my older sister.

My school is one hour away from Beijing Normal University by bus.It is on a triangle with Lu Yian's company and her residence, four and 10 minutes by subway.

In the winter of 2009, I finally let myself be in a city with her.My love for Lu Yian, which grows deeper and deeper with time, is the result of my laissez-faire. I let myself fall in love with her, and let myself fall in love with her during the days and nights with her.So much so that I realized later that I like her, and that I fell in love with her again not just in a day or two, but year after year.I let myself fall deeply in love with her in big and small things.

The author has something to say: They say it’s like a trivial documentary, so let’s read it as a documentary