Lan Juan

Since then, the interaction between Lan Juan and I has decreased a lot.

To be honest, I was not used to it at first, after all, Lanjuan and I have been together for a long time, and it looks like we have been together for a long time.My journey on the train was like a long process of childbirth, as if I was given birth by Lan Juan again, leaving the mother's body without oxygen and becoming a brand new person.

I'm older, and I don't get along very well with my classmates in the medical school, and I can't sing popular songs well.Fortunately, I have inherited my mother's learning ability, and I have made great progress in my studies. It seems that I want to wash away the amniotic fluid left by Lan Juan. I am diligent and self-disciplined.

Lan Juan should also miss me a little. In the first two months, she called me frequently, and the teacher in the reception room always called me with a drawn-out voice——Xu Yin, Xu Yin!I hurried down from the second floor, for fear that she would yell again.

At that time, I felt very ashamed. After all, my parents kept thinking about me, as if saying that I was really not an independent girl.Therefore, I was a little impatient with Lan Juan's tone.

I whispered to her: "You should make less phone calls, I am very busy studying."

Lan Juan paused, and said, "I always have to ask for your address, so that you don't receive the money you send."

When it came to the money sent, I regretted my attitude just now, so I held the phone and didn't know what to answer, so I just said nothing: "You know."

Lan Juan didn't speak anymore either, the buzzing of the call covered up her breathing.After a long distance, I realized that Lan Juan's voice was very nice, soft and soft, like a pure girl. I heard the voice of a classmate's mother on the phone, it was loud and harsh, and I knew it as soon as I heard it. woman.

Many times, I don't know how to define the relationship between me and Lan Juan. She takes care of me like my mother, but looks down on me like a peer, not even a sister, like someone who is on the same side as me. great friend.

Logically speaking, I should be grateful for her selfless help, but because of her relationship with my mother and the cause of my mother's death, I can't let go.It is also impossible to thank her frankly and simply.

"Go study." In the end, Lan Juan urged me to hang up the phone first.

Since then, the frequency of her calls has dropped sharply, and occasionally a few letters will be sent along with the living expenses.But my dense longing was not realized after a while, like a sting of a needle, appearing in my emotions from time to time.I saw the couple sitting opposite each other eating in the cafeteria, the boy picked out the fish bones, and I remembered Lan Juan picking the fish bones for me. She was much more serious and meticulous, and her drooping face was like a motionless statue.

But at that time, I didn't have much contact with Lan Juan, and I didn't know what she was doing on weekdays.Once I dialed the phone, but she set up a mahjong table at home, and the clattering noise disturbed my words. I immediately felt that there was no point in contacting her, so I began to forget her compulsively.

I decided not to use her money anymore, so I worked part-time during the winter and summer vacations. The bus ticket was a big expense, so I went back less often.From time to time, I received calls from Lan Juan, saying that she had been laid off and was going to sell the small shop down.

As if thinking that I don't like small shops, she asked me again, how about opening a bookstore?

Another time she said that after buying the house, the lock is still the same as before, and the key should be placed in the mezzanine of the last piece of clothing in the closet, so don't lose it.

After graduating from technical secondary school, I was not assigned a job as she thought. I took the college entrance examination and went to the capital.I am farther away from Lan Juan.

After I was admitted to university, I went back once. Lan Juan came to pick me up. She was wearing a white turtleneck sweater, her hair was tied behind her head, her skin was snow-white, and she seemed even more beautiful.She was a little embarrassed when she saw me, and I actually had some, but she naturally took me to buy roast meat.The old store has not changed much, but I always feel that the streets are too narrow to make people uncomfortable, probably because I have grown up and grown taller.

I also saw Zhang Jiqiang that time. He was a little bit bald, and together with a fashionable woman, he led a boy to buy cigarettes on the street. The boy looked similar to him and called him Dad.The boy is more than ten years old, and he lived almost as long as Lan Juan and Zhang Jiqiang's marriage.

I asked Lan Juan, did she divorce Zhang Jiqiang yet?

Lan Juan said no.

While chopping vegetables, he kept talking, but Zhang Jiqiang didn't come much anymore. In the past two years, he was involved in the crackdown on gangsters and evil, and now he is much more honest.

Lan Juan and I spent the new year together, and hurried back to school, then busy with exams and job hunting, gradually diluting our experience in the town.

Near the end of the period, Lan Juan called me once, explained the current situation to each other, and then asked me if I had a boyfriend.

I said no.

Lan Juan asked me about the fare for the return ticket from the capital, and asked me if it was expensive?

I said it was a bit expensive, and it was extremely frustrating, and I had to spend a day and a night in the car.

She said "I'll..." again, and I thought she was going to say send me some more money, but she said, "Then don't come back."

In fact, I had many contacts with Lan Juan later, but when I think about it, I always feel that the last thing she said to me was—then don't come back again.