Yama

One week before the new year, the final exam of the first semester ended, and the students of F University ushered in their wonderful winter vacation life.

It's not Qingming, and it's not Winter Solstice. The few poor buses are simply canceled on weekdays, so Ji Qiao found the route from the Internet. There are three buses to go, and there is still a long way to go. It was almost noon in the cemetery.

It snowed a few days ago, the road up the mountain was very steep, and the weather was not good. The cold wind made Ji Qiao's face hurt. He seemed to have a cold again. When he reached the top of the mountain, he broke out in a cold sweat. When the cold wind blew, The calves are trembling a bit.

From afar, I saw some withered and yellow bouquets on the small grave, which have not been cleared up until now.There were actually two bouquets. Ji Qiao was stunned when she approached. One was tied with a purple ribbon, which was obviously white roses, while the other was a big lily at the foot of the mountain that cost 50 yuan a bunch.

Ji Qiao stared at the bunch of lilies for a while before knelt down and took out the fruit cake she brought.

"Sorry... for being late."

As if to express her apology for the delay this year, Ji Qiao carefully arranged the items on a plate one by one, and added a pair of chopsticks.But against the old small stele in front, the crooked-neck trees on both sides and the dead flowers below that would crumble into a pile when the wind blows, it still shows some indescribable desolation.

A lot happened this year, it took Ji Qiao some time to finish all of them.

The college entrance examination has passed, and he was admitted to F University, which is not bad, but not as good as Ji Xiaoze used to be, the teachers and classmates are all okay, the previous finals have also been dealt with, and now it is on vacation.

After the journal-like report was over, Ji Qiao picked up the chopsticks and carefully picked out the dust that was blowing in the wind from the dim sum.

After a long silence, he said, "She's dead..."

This sentence is very soft, not even louder than his chopsticks rubbing against each other from time to time.

"I was there, watching her close her eyes."

"She also apologized, but I don't know if she said it to me, but I heard it."

Ji Qiao's expression was calm, but she couldn't squat under her feet any longer. As she spoke, her legs softened and she fell to the ground. Then he held the edge of the stele and wiped his face. His hands were cold, but his face was even colder.

He suddenly understood the meaning of what Chi Shuxuan said to him, she wanted him to feel that the matter was over, just like at this moment, Ji Qiao also wanted Ji Xiaoze to feel that the matter was over.

For the first time, he said some unexpected things to Ji Xiaoze.

Ji Qiao said, "Dad, I feel so tired..."

……

It took a lot of effort to go down the mountain. Thinking about last year, there was someone accompanying her to walk this distance, Ji Qiao felt like it was a dream.They also went to the farmyard for a meal, and the meal was so bad that Ji Qiao still remembered the taste.

However, at this moment, let alone seeing no one in the past, even if the food was placed in front of his eyes, he would not be able to eat it.

Ji Qiao returned along the original road, and it was already evening in the city, but Ji Qiao didn't go down near Chi's house, but let the car drive her to the other side, until she saw a familiar area. Only then did Ji Qiao ask the driver to put her down.

He stood on the other side of the road and stared at the gate of the community for a long time, and finally walked over.

The old-fashioned residential area looks very quiet at night, and the dim street lights reflect small patches of trails and bushes. Ji Qiao slowly went upstairs, only to find that he had no key when he reached the door.

He put his hand on the doorknob and pushed it stupidly, but of course it didn't move.

Ji Qiao raised the corner of her mouth in a self-deprecating manner, feeling that she was bored, and also had a sense of disappointment that could not be ignored.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, the door of the opposite house suddenly opened, and an old man was about to go downstairs with a bag of garbage. Seeing Ji Qiao, the old man was taken aback, and then happily said, "Oh, it's you."

Ji Qiao was surprised, but the uncle's subsequent behavior made him even more inexplicable.

The uncle said, "Wait." Then he trotted into the room without even throwing away the trash, and came out with something in his hand after a while, and handed it over to Ji Qiao, "Here, here is the key for you. "

Seeing Ji Qiao stunned, the uncle said, "Is it yours? The young man who lived with you left it for me when he left. He said you left in a hurry and didn't have time to bring it. If you come back, you will definitely look for it. I'll wait for it." You just came back for more than a month. Fortunately, I didn’t lose it. This young man is really big-hearted. He believed me so easily, but the uncle is really not a bad person. The uncle is still the team leader of the building. You moved in I also knew at that time, hehe, now I have finally waited for you."

After the nagging, the uncle continued to carry the trash, and went down whistling without Ji Qiang thanking him.

Ji Qiao looked at the keys lying in her hand and still couldn't recall them, the keys were indeed his, the ones he put back on the coffee table and gave back to Yan Cheng, unexpectedly they were back in his hands now.

What is this for?

Do you really think you'll come back?

After Ji Qiao was stunned, she picked up the key and opened the door.

After a month, indeed, he still couldn't bear to come back.

The puppy kennel has not changed at all, things are still lying in place, the living room, kitchen, bathroom, except that the food in the refrigerator has been wiped out, everything is almost exactly the same as when he left.

Ji Qiao walked into the bedroom and saw that the quilt on the bed was neatly folded, and there were piles of professional books and many materials on the desk.

Ji Qiao couldn't help but reached out and flipped through the documents. They were all the documents of the game agency company. After reading them for a while, he was a little stunned. Then, he hurriedly walked to the closet and opened the door, then opened the bedside table. Sure enough, Yan Cheng had all the documents. Everything he had was there, whether it was his clothes or his daily necessities, he didn't take any of them away.

Do you want it?

Should I wait to get it?

Or... come back?

When her thoughts were a little out of the established range, Ji Qiao hurriedly stopped her restless heart.

It's normal for Yan Cheng to come back, he still has to attend classes at F University, he doesn't want to live on campus, maybe he thinks it's not bad here.

While thinking about it, Ji Qiao quickly calmed down, and was about to tidy up the bedside table when she saw a delicate small box in the corner inside the bed.

The two lived together for such a long time, let alone messing with Yan Cheng's things, even for cleaning, Ji Qiao avoided it as much as she could, but now, when she saw that thing, Ji Qiao couldn't control herself. hand, and when he realized it, he had already dragged the small box out.

The box is not gorgeous, but it is very retro and exquisite. At first glance, it looks like an old product from some ages, with heavy tentacles. Before opening it, Ji Qiao even wondered if it might be a family heirloom of the Yan family, which is why she hid it in such a secret place. So baby.

But when he opened it, the expression on Ji Qiao's face suddenly froze.

Ji Qiao paused for a moment before slowly stretching out her hand to take out the contents one by one - at the top was a string of bamboo pendants made of cheap jade and a cheap lapis lazuli knot necklace.

Ji Qiao never wondered why Yan Cheng never wore these two things, after all, he was a boy, and they were not worth much, but once he left the agate card on his neck and the bracelet on his wrist after taking a shower, Yan Cheng Cheng babbled and kept asking himself if he lost it, where he went, and wanted to buy another one another day.

For this reason, Ji Qiao was unbalanced for a moment, but he did not expect that all these were stored here.

Beyond that there is a whole bunch of mess.

Two movie ticket stubs for the Lunar New Year stalls, ticket stubs for art exhibitions...then the photos, from the group photo they took during their first spring outing in the second year of high school, to the adult photo at the coming-of-age ceremony in the third year of high school, and then the photo before graduation Yan Cheng kept all the graduation photos.

They were even younger in high school than they are now. Compared to himself who never smiles, the first two photos of Yan Cheng are all smiling. His smile is very contagious and not wanton, but it looks very chic and flying. Showing white teeth, the tall figure pokes towards the back row, which is indescribably eye-catching in the class.

And the last one is before graduation, when the two should have had a quarrel. In the photo, Yan Cheng slightly lowered his eyes and was looking at the back of Ji Qiao's head who was standing obliquely in front of him. His eyes were too far away to see. Clear, yet exceptionally focused and direct.

Ji Qiao looked at it, and couldn't help curling the corners of her mouth.

The rest of the box is full of magazines.

Far away is the loli illustration that Ji Qiao first drew for Constellation Publishing House to deceive children. Nearby is the comic magazine that Liao Yuandong introduced to him. , Yan Cheng collected all of them, especially the one he voted to win the award before, and it was directly sealed, kept, and stored at the bottom, and no one was allowed to know or touch it.

Ji Qiao caressed the carefully framed painting, finally couldn't help but lowered her head, and hugged it into her arms!

……

He didn't know how long he had maintained this position until the phone in his pocket rang.

Ji Qiao dawdled and sat up. When he saw the caller number, his whole body was shocked. In the end, his head froze, and he pressed the answer button with trembling fingers.

The other end seemed to have never expected that he would agree to the call, and there was no sound for a long time. The two of them just kept silent to each other. In the quiet night, there was only the vague breathing from the other side of the signal.

Ji Qiao's hands holding the picture frame were a little sore, and the picture frame slammed onto the bed frame when it was crooked, making a small sound.The other end thought that Ji Qiao was impatience, and hurriedly said, "Ji Qiao, you... don't hang up... I'll just say one sentence, just one sentence. I... I've learned something these days, I feel a little uncomfortable, I just want to talk to you, nothing else, nothing else, I just... miss you very much..."

After finishing speaking, Yan Cheng also felt a little unbearable, smiled to himself, and hung up the phone cruelly.

Ji Qiao listened to the beeping sound coming from her ear, she still held the phone motionless, and after a while she let go with a "slap", and the phone fell to the ground together with the picture frame.

Ji Qiao covered her face heavily, and breathed heavily, but she still couldn't hold back the bursts of sourness that surged up suddenly.

On the face covered by the forehead hair, two thin lines of water can be vaguely seen flowing down the fingers...

If there were two more seconds, Ji Qiao thought, he would definitely be unable to hold back his words.

me too.

I miss you too.