Nancheng, nothing old.

It was June.After a long time, I will not see Lu Yian again in the summer of this city.I couldn't look at her through the stairs, through the window.

The time in my student days passed quickly, and I could see her only about one day a week.That year, the first day after the summer solstice was Lu Yian's birthday, and it was also Sunday.I kept flipping through the calendar and counting the days until I came home on Saturday afternoon and met Aunt Li, who invited me to her house for dinner the next day. She didn't say it was Lu Yian's birthday, but I knew that Aunt Li couldn't hide the smile on her face. It seems that the person who celebrates her birthday today is herself.As for the birthday gift, that was the first gift I gave Lu Yian, and it has been placed on the bookshelf in her small room since then.At that time, we always liked to carefully prepare some cheap gifts for the people we liked. For example, Li Sumian spent two weeks between classes to give Zhao Yi a star. Of course, we would never have imagined that later on, we would start to value the money of gifts so much. Don't work as hard as before.I gave Lu Yian Milan Kundera's Immortality.I know that she likes this writer. At that time, she often said that her first salary after graduation would be used to buy a set of Kundera’s books, but I couldn’t give her a set.Most of the bookstores in small counties have "The Unbearable Lightness of Being", and Lu Yi'an also has it. I want to give her other books.I went to the bookstore every noon and asked. The boss was a 40-year-old man who sat at the counter and read books every day. He said that there were very few people who read such books in this small county and would not buy them.He promised to bring it to me, so I went there every day to make a familiar face.He recommended other books to me, "Two or Three Things" by Baby Anne, but I was in a daze at that time, only thinking about that author's book.

In 2008, online shopping was still a distant thing. The owner of the small bookstore didn’t bring me books in the end. The reason was that he forgot. He kept apologizing to me.After stepping out of the bookstore, I actually had the urge to cry, for a book that was not expensive and I didn't like it, and my heart was very bitter.Li Sumian said, that's called joy but not getting it, and Buddhism says it's suffering not getting what you want.

I understand that there will be many things in our life that many people can't ask for, but there are some things that may not be able to let go and let go of them throughout our lives.

Because of a book, I was worried about gains and losses, thinking that it was the first gift I was going to give Lu Yian.I was downcast all day, until Li Sumian asked me to accompany her to the post office to pick up the package in the afternoon. I asked her what it was, and when she told her it was a book written by Milan, a wicked smile broke out on my face.I asked her when did you read such a profound book, and that's when I came up with the idea of ​​this book.She said that Zhao Yi loved reading books by this author, so she asked her cousin in Shanghai to bring a copy.I grabbed Li Sumian's arm and begged her to give me the book anyway. For this reason, I told someone my secret for the first time.It is a story about a sad girl whose elder brother who has a crush on the neighbor next door went home for his birthday. It took the time to walk back to school from the post office, promised to bring breakfast for a week, and got the book from Li Sumian.Li Sumian joked that my expression was too solemn, as if I would cry in a second.

It was sunny on March 6.

On a weekend when I was supposed to sleep in, the sun shone into the room too early, probably because I forgot to close the curtains the night before and woke up early.The morning sun was enough to tell it was going to be a bright day, with a clear blue sky and lots of clouds.I took the textbook and went to read it on the balcony on the third floor, reciting the book in a low voice.I want to wait for Lu Yian to wake up, wait for her to open the window with disheveled hair and sleepy eyes, and wait for her to see the sun when she sees me.

But Lu Yi'an always got up very late, and birthdays were no exception, except for the week when Chen Qinghan came.I waited until my mom called me to lunch and didn't see her, but I was the first one to say happy birthday to her that day.It looked like one o'clock after lunch. I met her at the entrance of the corridor. She was really sleepy, wearing a vest, shorts and flip-flops.She went to Aunt Li's shop, I said happy birthday to her, she grinned, scratched her head and said thank you.

I said, "After dinner, accompany me to take photos of my profile picture."

I don't know if it was planned for a long time.I have long wanted to take a photo with her, but I never thought of telling her, but blurted out the moment she said thank you.I looked down at her a little, and she agreed after being stunned for a few seconds.

She said: "You and I go to the post office to get the package first, and we will take a photo after we get it." It was agreed in this way, but fortunately I didn't ask the reason, I quickly fled back to the house after she left, calmed down and panted, my face 30 seconds late for a quick burn.

I tidy up at home, thinking about what to wear when I go out, whether to wear white canvas shoes or black, whether to wear a skirt or shorts, and I keep asking my mother for her opinion.She teased me and I'm not in love, so why bother.I said, the weather is fine, I'm sorry for the blue sky and white clouds if I don't dress up well.

I was waiting for Lu Yian at home. When she came, she was wearing a red short T, beige cropped shorts and simple flip-flops, very casual.It was hard for me that day, for no reason, I wore a newly bought sky blue dress, white canvas shoes, and my hair was loose.The moment I looked in the mirror, I thought of Chen Qinghan's appearance in the photo.

It's early summer.

It was noon when I went out, and when the sun was hot, I took an umbrella.Lu Yi'an just smiled at me, took my umbrella in a gentlemanly manner, didn't pay attention to my attire, let alone said politely "You are very well dressed today." It's just that she took the umbrella from me and left But it's half an alley away, so I'll hold the umbrella for her.

Lu Yian is just a girl fifteen centimeters shorter than me.

Let's go to the post office to pick up the package first. The gift Chen Qinghan sent her is unknown.She was very happy all the way, putting her hands in her trouser pockets and pretending to be chic, except for a pair of flip-flops that were too homely.

Perhaps because of her mood, she took the initiative to talk to me a lot, starting from her studies, asking about my current situation, and also Li Sumian and other students in the class by the way. The teacher looked very good.

I walked to her left to hold an umbrella for her, and she asked me if I had an ideal university.

"Sister Lu's school is initially determined, but the degree of difficulty is quite high with my current grades."

Lu Yian turned sideways to look up at me, bit his lip, stroked his chin, and thought.

She said, just do your best, don't worry too much, and think about it after the score comes out.Seeing how serious she was, she kept touching her chin like a beard, and I couldn't help but want to laugh.

It takes only seven or eight minutes to walk from her home to the post office. The package is a box the size of a tissue. Lu Yian holds it in her hands like a basketball. Unfortunately, her hands are really small. She can only see her left and right hands switching back and forth. .She refused me to help her get it. I asked her what she sent, but she just smiled and shook her head with a smile that couldn't be hidden from the corner of her mouth.

Probably because she was in such a good mood that day, every photo I took with me was full of smiles, her eyes narrowed into a line, revealing her neat but slightly yellowed teeth.I leaned on her shoulder and smiled, rubbed her hair willfully, held her arm, or hugged her like a big brother, she was very cooperative that day, so at the last moment, I suddenly leaned over and kissed her right side of the face.Her face turned red suddenly, and she looked at me incredulously, I pretended to pat my shoulder needlessly, and pretended to have a smirk.

"I can use this photo to show off in the future. This is the little prince Mr. Lu in everyone's mind."

Lu Yi'an smiled and shook his head, smiling dotingly like a sister, not blaming me, nor asking me to delete the photo.She lifted the curtain and went out first, and asked the boss to come over to develop the photos.I have been standing inside, leaning against the wall, looking at the last photo on the machine, it just freezes on the picture of me kissing Lu Yian.Lu Yian's face with wide eyes was slightly red, when I lowered my head to kiss her, my hair drooped and covered my face.Quickly press the button to take pictures, and the picture freezes like this.In that photo, there is only Lu Yian's face and my dark hair.

On Lu Yian's 21st birthday, I kissed her for the first time.

I leaned against the wall, in this small cubicle with a radius of less than one square meter, I heard my heart beating steadily, I heard Lu Yian talking to the boss, and I heard the sound of the young female boss walking over with high heels. Everything is business as usual.I looked down at my palms, which had just rubbed Lu Yian's hair, and my lips, which had just touched her cheeks.In this narrow air, there is only the breath of the two of us.All this seemed to be very normal, and there was only quiet joy in my heart, not even excitement.But I am quiet and happy.

The boss raised the curtain and walked in, and with him came the air and light from outside.She smiled and asked me to wait outside, and I took the opportunity to tell her to wash two copies of the photo stickers, and some of the photos should be made into six or seven inches, just like the photos.

We don't have many photos, one page has nine pictures, and the other has four pictures.In addition to our respective two singles, the enterprise is a group photo.While the boss was developing the photos, Lu Yian was on the phone outside.I put all the overprinted photos in my bag, and I only have thirteen in my hand.

Lu Yian held the package in one hand and the phone in the other.I followed behind her without saying a word.We walked back, and it only took 13 minutes to get to her house from this small city. I looked at my watch, every 2 minutes, and she kept changing her left and right hands in front of me, but her voice never stopped.Talking all the time and rarely listening.She excitedly talked about the recent days, even if it was a shedding dog she saw on the road, a girl in a skirt passing by, or unscrupulously talking about other people's beautiful legs, but she didn't mention me.

My umbrella couldn't reach her, so I had to look down at her short shadow.She didn't hang up the phone until she got home and apologized to me.We only went out between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-], went straight to the post office, and then went to the photo studio, my white canvas shoes were not stained with dust.We stood at the door of Aunt Li's grocery store, and she scratched her head and said shyly, "I really can't hang up Qinghan's phone number."

I smiled and said it was okay, and teased her with some not-so-sour words, leaning against the wall with my hands behind my waist, trying hard to make the fake smile on my face more real.

I gave her my photo, but she just chose one of mine, a group photo.She said: "Jiang Ming, just look at my photo and study hard, follow my example. I will wait for you at Beijing Normal University."

"You'll graduate when I get into college."

"I can go there. I should have been in Beijing for the past two years. I can also visit you often and look back at my alma mater. Come on, Jiang Ming."

We know that refueling is just a word that pops out of our mouths, but we use it very well, as if we have really become the machine driven by oil.The enthusiasm of most people often comes and goes faster, and you will understand this law after experiencing it a few times.

The two words of Lu Yi'an temporarily aroused my passion.

I took her right hand with my left hand and high-fived mine.I said, "It's a deal."

I pasted Lu Yian's photo on the white wall in front of the desk, and stuck a piece of A4 paper next to it, with only the words "one word and one word" written on it.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Yiping came to call me. I was still wearing my new dress, and I was holding the book I was going to give to Lu Yian. On Sunday, my father happened to be there, and the three of us went to her house.Dad and Uncle Lu always like to drink some wine, today is the time.

When we went there, the dishes were not ready yet, Dad and Uncle Lu were watching TV on the sofa, Mom was working with Aunt Li in the kitchen, and Lu Yiping was still on his bed, continuing to play games.The young people were all in Lu Yian's room, the same as last time.

Me and Lu Yian, Zhang He and Su Yan.

Zhang He opened the door for me, they ate melon seeds and watched a movie, the lights in the room were off, only the light on Lu Yian's laptop screen.

I conveniently put the book I gave her on the table, with a card inside, and the message said:

"21-year-old Lu Yian, happy new year.

——2008.6.22 Jiang Ming"

I don't know when she will see it.

Su Yan got up and moved a seat for me, next to Zhang He, and motioned for me to watch with them.They were watching "The King of Kung Fu". When I went, most of the movie had already been played, so it was really not interesting. Fortunately, no one noticed my absent-mindedness.The difficult time was not too long, and Aunt Li asked us to have dinner without Aunt Li, probably because I had to study by myself in the evening, and dinner was served earlier, and I arrived early for Lu Yian's movie, and there were still 10 minutes left.

It was rare for Lu Yian to celebrate his birthday at home. Aunt Li cooked a lot of dishes, which made people want to eat. I swallowed and sighed, I probably won’t be able to eat such dishes as my mother in my life.

They drink beer or liquor, and I drink orange juice with Aunt Li.

21-year-old Lu Yian, happy birthday.

I watched her drink a glass of beer in one gulp, and her face quickly turned red.She stood up straight and offered a toast one by one, starting with Aunt Li.Just a simple "thank you mom" and "thank you dad".

When it was my parents' turn, I would say more polite words.

When it was finally my turn, her face was already blushing.

"Jiang Ming, I wish you to be admitted to your ideal university next year."

In the first ten days of the wine wheel, I put down the bowls and chopsticks first, and Aunt Li asked Lu Yian to see me off.In the evening of early summer, the wind was cool and the sun was setting in the west. I walked with Lu Yian on my bicycle, and it was very pleasant.At that time, there were still 47 minutes before the evening self-study class.

After walking a few steps, Lu Yi'an said, "Jiang Ming, ride me for a while, my face is burning."

So, I rode her and walked through many small alleys.She grabbed the wide school uniform around my waist with both hands, but it didn't stick to my flesh.We didn't have much to say, I pedaled carefully and she whistled.Shuttle all the surrounding alleys, I took her back again.

This time, we really said goodbye, and it was not dark yet.Lu Yian stood at the door with her hands in her pockets, she smiled at me. "Jiang Ming, I will wait for you at Beijing Normal University next September."

This is the last time I saw Lu Yian in [-].

During evening self-study, Li Sumian jokingly asked me how my "brother next door neighbor" was going on his birthday. I told the truth and confided happily, except that "he" was actually Lu Yian.

Li Sumian lay on the table, set up the textbook to block the teacher, and listened to me carefully.When I was in high spirits and talking about the delicious dinner, she suddenly said: "Today is also Teacher Lu's birthday."

Her words are undoubtedly a basin of cold water, extinguishing all my enthusiasm.

It happened that the classmate at the back desk asked the teacher a question, I quickly took out the textbook, pretended to be doing homework, and didn't answer her.Fortunately, she didn't say anything about it afterwards.

At around eleven o'clock that night, I received a message from Lu Yian expressing her gratitude for the book, but I didn't reply.I put the seven-inch photo of kissing her in my diary.In my diary, there is not a word about Lu Yian, except for this photo, on the back I wrote it squarely with a charcoal pen:

"Thanks, in the first year, I met 21-year-old Lu Yian.

——2008.6.22"

Lu Yi'an took the bus to catch the train in the city at [-] o'clock the next morning. At that time, I was studying by myself, sitting in my seat, reading the book she gave me.

"The two should be the same after the desolate farewell, but the most unbearable is the resentment of Yue Mingzhong."