old light new bay

There should be a balloon in everyone's body - Xin Wan thinks so - shrinks at certain times, expands at certain times, and fills every cell.The moment he saw Song Heng, he clearly heard the sound of the balloon bursting, blowing out all his sanity, and ran over instinctively, with the wind whistling in his ears, he hugged Song Heng vigorously.

Song Heng's phone hadn't been hung up yet, so he backed away from the bump and almost missed it.

"Okay," Song Heng wanted to laugh, and whispered, "Someone is watching you."

Only then did Xin Wan let go, her eyes were particularly bright: "When did you come back?"

"The plane this morning," Song Heng said, "has just arrived not long ago."

"I thought you asked me to look back, why didn't you let me pick it up?" Xin Wan rubbed her face vigorously, "No, I'm still dreaming, and you came here too suddenly."

Song Heng flicked his forehead lightly, Xin Wan was startled unprepared, and stood there stupidly looking at him, Song Heng bent down, with a smile on his face, softly: "Do you believe me?"

That little pain was really insignificant, but it did have the effect of waking up.Xin Wan couldn't help laughing again, and nodded vigorously.Song Heng stretched out his hand and lightly pressed his eyelids with his fingertips. The light in Xin Wan's eyes became weaker. He looked at his eyes carefully and said thoughtfully, "I'm not crying."

Xin Wan was a little embarrassed: "I was going to cry, but I forgot just now."

The light in front of him brightened again, Song Heng withdrew his hand: "Then are you still crying?"

"I can't cry now," Xin Wan waved her hand, "Keep working harder next time."

The car is parked at the library near People's Square, and it takes only 5 minutes to walk there.The temperature of the heater remained in the car, Xin Wan fastened her seat belt, put the keys in her inner pocket, and heard Song Heng ask, "He left?"

Xin Wan looked over in a daze, and it took him a while to realize: "My dad? His youngest daughter had a fever, so he went back."

"What did you talk to him about?"

"Just what I told you on the phone. Then I took back the keys to the previous house, and there is nothing else." Xin Wan fastened her seat belt, "What's wrong?"

"there is none left?"

There is still a lot to say, Xin Wan deliberately concealed the things about the correctional center, so she shook her head.

Song Heng looked at him sideways: "Didn't you say to take you away?"

"How can he? He still remembers me. I'm already very moved to come here for me," Xin Wan put the key in his pocket. "Besides, I can't be with him. He has his own family. My current Life is pretty good, too."

Song Heng's expression was almost invisibly relaxed: "Yes."

I haven't seen him for many days, and Xin Wan couldn't help but look at him. At the beginning, she glanced at him occasionally, but she became unscrupulous in the second half of the journey. She couldn't get enough of the protruding arcs of his ears, lips, eyelashes, and Adam's apple. And couldn't help but compare with his youthful appearance in high school, her heart was sore and sore, Xin Wan whispered: "I really miss you."

"Yes," Song Heng replied, "I know."

"The family is too big, if there are few people, when the ball is called at night, it will be like a supernatural movie."

Song Heng laughed: "Afraid of ghosts?"

Afraid or not, you should know best, Xin Wan thought, in the high school video, they went to explore the abandoned building together, but he was so frightened that he cried.Later, during the half month in the sixth middle school, he had never heard the story of the abandoned building, perhaps it had already been demolished.Xin Wan said it soundly: "Anyway, I have also learned materialism, who is afraid of ghosts."

Shuyueli arrived in less than ten minutes, Qiuqiu heard the sound of the door opening, trotted over wearing an Elizabeth ring, and sniffed Song Heng several times, until he squatted down, then solemnly stretched out his front paws and shook hands with him. After shaking hands, as if they were meeting, Song Heng stroked its fur: "Is there no trouble after the neutering?"

"It was a little irritable at first, but it's much better these two days, and it's quite obedient," Xin Wan said, "It misses you too."

Song Heng stood up: "I'll take a shower first."

Xin Wan squatted on the ground, hugged Qiuqiu, and asked eagerly, "Then what about taking a shower?"

"I have to go to sleep," Song Heng reached out and rubbed his hair, "I'm so tired."

There are bloodshot eyes in the eyes, maybe it is the reason of getting up early and rushing all the way.In fact, it is not necessary to fly so early, for whom, the answer is obvious.Song Heng rarely spoke, and was always calm, restrained and rational, but he always seemed to make an exception, his eyes were all gentle, and Xin Wan was willing to indulge in it.He listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, stroked Qiuqiu's fur, whispered into the dog's ear, and said, "How can you have such a good father."

The sound of water stopped for about ten minutes, and Song Heng put a towel on his shoulder when he came out: "Go out to eat tonight, or are you at home?"

"Stay home," Xin Wan urged him, "Go to bed quickly."

Qiuqiu yelled, Elizabeth circled his face, and Song Heng said "OK".As soon as the door was closed, Xin Wan started to do nothing again, so she had to watch TV, pressing the remote control back and forth, switching channels frequently, from CCTV-9 documentaries to TV serials, but couldn't find anything she liked, and finally stopped on the TV In the shopping show, Xin Wan was lying on the sofa watching TV. The host's noisy introduction acted as white noise, which was very comfortable. He didn't take a nap today, and his eyelids were so sleepy that they were fighting, and he couldn't even remember when he fell asleep.

The sleep was very shallow, and I tossed and turned dreaming for a short hour. For a while, I dreamed of creepers on the wall, and for a while, I dreamed of heavy rain, students holding umbrellas, and cyclists wearing raincoats.However, the rain only fell halfway, and the sleeves were tugged down vaguely. Xin Wan woke up in a daze, and reached out to touch the dog's fur: "Don't bite my clothes..."

Blinking, but it was still black in front of his eyes. Xin Wan sat up on the sofa, and saw the LED light sign of the department store outside the window. The advertisement for men's watches was being projected. The light was flickering, and he touched the coffee table. I pressed the remote control on the phone a few times, but there was no response.

power cut.

With her slippers on, Xin Wan walked towards Song Heng's bedroom in the dark, and accidentally bumped into the wall, her nose was so sore that tears burst out.

The door opened suddenly, and the emergency lights in the corridor were on. Xin Wan's eyes were blurred and she couldn't see clearly: "Song Heng?"

"I went to the company." Song Heng closed the door again, the light was gone, and he lowered his body to change his shoes at the door: "There's a power outage, if you can't see clearly, turn on the flashlight first."

"The phone is on the sofa." Xin Wan's nose was still hurting, but she just stood against the wall. "I'm not moving here. I can't even see it. I hit the wall just now. Turn on your phone and find me."

Hearing the sound of footsteps, a dazzling beam of light shone on the floor, which was the only clear place in the field of vision. Xin Wan saw Song Heng's shadow, looked up at him again, and asked in a muffled voice, "Why is there a power outage, wake up?" Startled me."

"I should call later, I asked the guard," Song Heng asked, "Where did you hit?"

"Here," Xin Wan pointed to her nose, "it hurts like hell, I'm so stunned."

Song Heng could see his reddened nose tip through the light, and a thin layer of red on his forehead. There were tears in his eye sockets, which flowed down when he raised his head. They were transparent and flowed from the end of his eyes to his temples, giving him a sense of beauty. Xin Wan was still asking: "Show me if your nose is swollen, why do I feel hot?"

"It's not swollen," Song Heng reached out to touch the corners of his eyes, and pinched his nose lightly, "You're so delicate."

"I'm so squeamish, I must care about bumping my face, what if I lose my appearance," said Xin Wan in a flat tone after pinching her nose, Xin Wan couldn't help laughing, "Hey, don't pinch my nose I'm talking like a duck, I can't catch my breath."

The light was briefly blocked, Song Heng let go of his hand, lowered his head and kissed his lips.

Xin Wan was stunned for a moment, her heart beat suddenly fast, and her cheeks started to heat up in a futile way: "...what are you doing?"

"Kiss the duckling," Song Heng's fingers penetrated into his hair, and the stroking of the fingertips brought a numb touch, spreading along that point, and the voice seemed to stick to the ear, he whispered, "Will you give me a kiss?"

The surroundings were still pitch black, and there was a flashlight between them, flickering on and off.

Xin Wan couldn't see clearly, her eyelashes were trembling, but she knew what she was longing for, her hands gripped Song Heng's clothes tightly, her fingertips turned white from the force, she almost accepted the kiss obediently, she could hear the subtle sound of water and Gasp.The longing that had been suppressed for so many days collapsed at the moment of contact, he wanted to cry, and kissed very hard, wishing to rub the other party into his bones.

When Song Heng let go, Xin Wan's chest rose and fell violently, and her voice was soft as hell: "Let's kiss again."

The second time is to be gentle, Xin Wan is completely addicted to it, and even actively sticks out the tip of her tongue. Song Heng's hand is placed on his lower back, and it is warm under the sweater. Gently rubbing the waist, the skin is hot and hot, making people tremble uncontrollably.While dazed, she suddenly heard the crisp sound of landing, Xin Wan woke up from the intimacy, reacted slowly, turned her head away slightly, and whispered: "I seem to have dropped something."

"What?" Song Heng's voice was a little hoarse.

"The key..." Xin Wan squatted down, groping the ground under the faint light, "Where did it go?"

The light from the flashlight came down again, and the silver-white refraction of the key was obvious. Song Heng picked it up, and was about to hand it over, when he suddenly saw the red and white label on it—the handwriting in blue ballpoint pen, which read "Anjuyuan 4 #302".Suddenly her movements stopped, and Xin Wan hurriedly said, "Hey, this is it."

Song Heng avoided his hand, still looking down at the line of writing.

Xin Wan suddenly remembered that Song Heng recognized this address.When I was seventeen or eighteen, that age always longed for intimacy and novelty. Song Heng would occasionally go to his house, and when Xin Wan’s mother was not around, the two boys crowded into the small bedroom and did nothing but read exercises and took time out. After a kiss, they will tickle each other, laugh non-stop, and then chat for a long time.In the corner of the bedroom, and the graffiti they drew on the corner with black markers, are two villains—that’s their secret.

But except for Shen You, no one knows how far his memory has recovered, but Xin Wan always feels that he has vaguely guessed something, by how much?When Song Heng looked over, he subconsciously tensed his back, the light of the flashlight flickered, and Song Heng asked, "Did your father give you the key?"

"Well...he needs a place to live, and there are still my things in it, so I asked him for the key, and I planned to find a time to get the things back first." Xin Wan's palms were sweating, "He gave it to me. spare key."

Song Heng looked into his eyes: "Do you know where this is?"

Xin Wan wasn't ready to speak for a moment, so she said in a low voice for a while, "The place where my mother and I lived before."

The overhead light turned on without warning, Xin Wan closed her eyes subconsciously, and opened them only after she got used to the light.The incandescent light filled every corner, and the ambiguity and intimacy that existed in the darkness were also pierced, as if the temperature had cooled down, Song Heng said to himself: "So fast."

He sat casually on the carpet, with his wrists on his knees: "What are you nervous about?"

"I..." Xin Wan opened her mouth and took a deep breath, "I'm afraid you won't let me live here."

Song Heng laughed, reached out and rubbed his ears, and said softly: "Xin Wan, I said 'I want you', this sentence is not a joke. There is nothing to worry about."

Hearing from the other end of the phone and speaking face to face are two completely different atmospheres.In his impression, Song Heng has always been restrained, calm and rational. This seems to be the first time he has said something so emotionally explicit. Xin Wan thinks that he is clearly pursuing, but there is a transparent chain leading him to Before, all his bravery was given by Song Heng, which is different from pursuing Song Heng when he was 16 years old, and vice versa.

It's like an iterative process.

With the lights on, Xin Wan heard him say again: "I'll go with you sometime to pack the things there, you probably won't be able to get them by yourself."

Before retracting her hand, Xin Wan grabbed his hand, looked up at him, and moved her lips: "Song Heng." She took the initiative to hug him again, and whispered "Thank you", Song Heng tilted her head and could see that he was blushing ears.

"Understood," Song Heng said, "Let's have braised noodles tonight, huh?"

The key was given to him after all, and the label on it was new, without the edge.

Before going back to pack her things, Xin Wan found a post-it note and made a list of things to bring—professional books, ID cards, student ID cards, and it would be great if she could find his piggy bank from high school.However, the prepared list was not used, and the list was not found on the day I went to Anjuyuan, so it must have been lost.

cloudy day.

On both sides of the road are dense tree shadows, which are thickly covered. This road is familiar, but different.Xin Wan breathed out on the glass, and stretched out her hand to trace a smiling face.It was very fast to Anjuyuan, where the guards were not strict and no access card was required. The car was parked under Building No. [-].

It seems like every other year.

There is a difference, the ivy on the wall has been torn off, leaving only yellow water marks that have evaporated and dried up over the years, and the water pipes are still flowing downwards with foamy laundry water.When Xin Wan was standing downstairs, she saw the tightly closed windows on the third floor.

"Let's go," Song Heng said in a low voice, "Go back early when you're done."

Xin Wan responded, and followed him into the corridor. The old-fashioned six-story residential building has no elevator, and it is full of sundries. There are colored wires falling down from the top, and the temperature is low. He has been staring at the steps of the stairs. He didn't even know he had reached the third floor, and was still walking forward. Song Heng pressed his shoulder: "Where are you going?"

"Ah," Xin Wan looked up at the house number, which was 302, "I'm so distracted."

Song Heng looked at him: "If you don't want to go in, we can go back now."

Is the sense of resistance so obvious?Xin Wan pursed her lips, and shook her head: "Sooner or later, I still have to come back to have a look, and take my things and leave. It doesn't take long."

Insert the key into the lockhole and turn it twice. When you open the door, you can smell a very clear smell of dust. Just as Xin Wan was about to go in, she was stunned when she saw the room full of cardboard boxes.

"What's the main thing?" Song Heng grabbed his shoulders and walked towards the bedroom.

"Take the documents and books, I'm afraid it will delay the start of school," Xin Wan couldn't help but pinch his fingers, "Just look at the rest and get them."

Xin Wan's bedroom is not too big. It has a bed, a desk, wooden bookshelves, and a poster of Natsume's Book of Friends on the wall. The mother is lying on Natsume Takashi's shoulders, and behind her is a large movie. cherry blossom forest.The pen holder is placed on the table, and there are still a few pens that can come out of water.However, the books are all put away and stuffed in cardboard boxes, which saves a lot of digging.

The tidying up process was shortened by half, and Xin Wan flipped through the drawer: "I don't even remember where I put my documents."

"I really can't find it, so I can make another copy."

"Alright," Xin Wan squatted down, "I'll turn over again."

Xin Wan rummaged through the bedside table, but couldn't find any ID. Instead, she saw her old mobile phone—a Nokia with a flip cover. After pressing it for a long time, there was no movement. He handed it to Song Heng, and said amusedly, "Hey, look!"

Song Heng took it over: "Do you want to keep it?"

"I must keep this, my first electronic product," Xin Wan put the black charging cable into her pocket, "it must be well protected."

Outside the building, a home appliance city was holding an opening ceremony, and the reverberation music was very loud.Song Heng squatted down, and flipped through the books in the cardboard box—it was very neat, even packed in plastic storage bags, Xin Wan’s favorite comic books and magazines, professional books in college, textbooks in high school, and even college entrance examination books. Volunteer reporting guidelines are all there.

He reached out and dialed it, and suddenly saw a thin storage bag in the corner, which contained a red ID card.

"I don't want to look for it anymore, I guess I lost it," Xin Wan walked over and took a long breath, "I'm exhausted, let's go."

Song Heng picked up the storage bag: "Is it these?"

It started to rain outside at this time, crackling, heavy rain without warning, Xin Wan turned her head to look at the rain outside the window, and then opened the storage bag, the dust stuck to her fingertips, and the documents inside were complete , ID card, student ID card, English Certificate IV, admission ticket for the college entrance examination.There was also a red booklet, which Xin Wan pulled out. On the top was stamped silver, it said "Industrial and Commercial Bank of China", and on the bottom was "Current Pass".

Whose passbook is this? There is no second answer.

Xin Wan slowly flipped through the first few pages, where the amount of money was recorded scatteredly, all of which were inflows and almost no outflows. There was a total of less than one hundred thousand, which was not a small amount, and she had just turned to the third page , suddenly heard the sound of paper rustling, and a piece of paper full of words fell out of it.

a letter.

When Xin Wan picked up the red squared manuscript paper, she was dully aware of this matter, her fingertips turned white as she pinched the paper, and the light in the room was not turned on, so she could only read by the light from outside.

"son:

When you read this letter, you should have come out of the hospital.The last time my mother went to see you, you didn’t know, you were still sleeping on the bed, I didn’t bother you, the doctor told me that you were very obedient and your condition was improving, I paid for the doctors there, and they would treat you well, eat Sometimes I will add more meat to you.

I am very happy, you have been obedient and smart since you were a child, and you are the pride of your mother.Mom has been looking forward to your getting well soon.

My mother is sick, and she weighed a few pounds yesterday, and her body may not be able to last long. She was working outside and spent too much energy.I haven't studied, and I don't have much brains, but I am willing to endure hardships. After working so hard for so many years, I have saved more than [-] yuan. I want to buy you pángxiè and fried chicken when you come out of the hospital. I heard that the dessert shop is also good, if you want to eat, mom has to buy it for you.I'm not willing to use the more than [-] yuan. A mother must leave something for her children.

Xiaowan, mother only cares about you in this life, I want you to be happy, I want you to stand out, and I don't want you to be criticized.Forgive everything your mother does, the money can be used as a gift money from your mother, and you can use it to chase the girl you like.Mom wants to see you get married and have children, and wants to see you have a happy life.

You have worked hard inside, Xiaowan, go and pursue your new start, new life!

Mom loves you. "

The heavy rain is always short-lived, and the sound of the rain outside became quieter. Xin Wan heard his own breathing, which was too heavy. He stared at the last four words, as if he wanted to engrave the gestures into his bones.He lowered his head and began to tear the letter with an almost calm expression, moving slowly, mechanically repeating the folding and tearing movements, the sound of "stabbing" mixed into the rain, until Song Heng clasped his hand, he Only then stopped.The paper is so shredded that it can hardly be torn.

Song Heng looked at him: "Xin Wan."

Xin Wan looked up at him, threw all the scraps of paper in his hand into the rubbish beside him, clapped his hands, and smiled at him: "I'm fine." He looked at the glass window again, the rain and the two The scene from years ago was repeated, and all the weight weighed heavily on his heart, giving people the illusion that they could not breathe. He said: "Take the passbook. I'm afraid it will rain again later, let's go."

When I walked out of this old building, the rainwater was still flowing from the water pipes, with foam, which was the waste water discharged by some washing machine.The cardboard box full of books and black charging cables was put in the trunk, and they all got a little rain, not too much, Xin Wan rubbed the water marks on his sleeves in a daze, and stared at the darkened sky outside again.

He sent a text message to Xin Xiangdong: The things to be taken at home have been taken away, and you can dispose of the rest yourself, and it doesn't matter if you throw them away.He didn't get a reply right away, so he turned off the phone again.

The car arrived downstairs in Shuyueli, but the car door didn't open. Xin Wan looked sideways at him, and heard Song Heng say, "Sometimes I think, remind you whether those things are right or wrong."

The rain hit the windshield, the water vapor shattered, and Xin Wan's eyelashes trembled.

"If you don't remember what she did and don't hate her, you don't have to go on with so many emotions." Song Heng's voice was gathered in the car, every word was clear, "will you live a more pure life? When encountering sad and painful things, cry whenever you want, instead of holding back."

He stretched out his hand and gently pinched Xin Wan's cheek, and said softly, "Child, don't keep so many things in your heart."

Xin Wan's eyes were red, she took his hand, her palm pressed against his cheek, her body trembled slightly, her voice was hoarse: "I just feel so tired, I don't know if I should continue to hate her, Song Heng, I Can't tell."

"If you're tired, sleep later," Song Heng stroked the corners of his eyes, and whispered, "Don't think about anything."

Xin Wan closed her eyes. The continuous rain made people's eyes moist. The water marks were not obvious under the gray light and shadow, and the moisture could be felt in the pulp of his fingers. He nodded.

The suppressed exhaustion was finally willing to relax. After returning to the moonlight bath, Xin Wan simply took a shower, changed into dry pajamas, and almost covered him with the drowsiness of the bed, half of her face was buried in the quilt, her body curled up slightly.

He woke up because of a muffled thunder, the surroundings were dark, his mind was in chaos, and he rolled over and got out of bed in a daze.

Song Heng was stacking shredded cucumbers on the noodles with fried sauce, when Xin Wanjian walked over with her slippers on, and yawned: "Brother."

"Are you awake?" Song Heng still lowered his head, "It's time for dinner."

The watch showed that it was 42:[-], and Xin Wan always felt that the time was running slowly, otherwise why did it take more than half an hour, and he clearly felt that he had slept all day.The exhaustion was much lighter. He smelled the aroma of the sauce, and just as he was about to reach out to pick up a cucumber, he patted his hand. Song Heng said, "Wash your hands."

"Oh," Xin Wan couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly washed his hands. When he returned, he saw the black line on the charging strip in the living room. The Nokia was next to the TV. He asked, "Did you charge my Nokia?"

"It's full," Song Heng pushed the bowl and chopsticks over, "It's hot, don't burn it."

"Can it still be used? I haven't used it for so long, so it shouldn't be able to charge it?"

Indeed, after charging for a long time, there is still no boot animation on the screen, and the phone is lying there stiffly, out of place with the surroundings.Xin Wan didn't mind this either: "If it really doesn't work, it's good to sell it as a scrap, maybe it can be sold for two yuan."

That's what he said, but if he wanted to throw it away, he would probably be reluctant.Xin Wan is used to rolling noodles with chopsticks, so he doesn’t have to worry about the soup or sauce splashing, and being able to swallow it in one bite is also a great satisfaction. Song Heng seems to be delicious in everything, and everything is to his taste. bowl, he was willing to speak.

"In a few days, I'll go to the bank and withdraw the money in the passbook."

Song Heng looked up at him.

"Since she left me the money, then I have no reason not to want it. It's the tuition and living expenses she paid for me." Xin Wan was still struggling to roll the noodles, and smiled at him, "Actually, you You're right, if you move forward without so many emotions, you will live a little easier, I don't want to worry about whether to hate her, she is gone, I can't reconcile with her, but I should reconcile with myself."

This smile is very clean, reminding him of Xin Wan in the sixteenth and seventeenth year, naive, reckless, and indomitable.Four years from now, flowers cannot survive, water will evaporate, and he is also changing, but there will always be a trait that people are fascinated by, that is his idealism.

"You figured it out after a short sleep?" Song Heng said, and also smiled.

Xin Wan lowered her head and ate noodles again: "The origin of philosophy is sleep, as Lu Xun said."

The rain still didn't stop. When the Nokia was charging, the black charger glowed bright green. It was hard to ignore when the lights were dim. Song Heng gave him a bottle of pineapple beer, but only let him drink half of it.Xin Wan took a sip from the tin can and watched a movie with a sweet and sour taste. The movie was "Farewell My Concubine".

Listening to the babbling singing, it is called "Xiaolou" and "Chrysanthemum Immortal".He had seen this movie before, but Cutie Xiaozhi still didn't dare to watch it, he was always timid at this time.Song Heng suddenly reached out and touched his hair: "It's grown again."

"It seems to be." Xin Wan lowered her head, compared the length of her hair, and took a long breath, "I'll find a small rubber band to tie it around and let it go."

"No more cuts?"

"Don't cut it yet."

The movie ended when Dieyi committed suicide, and when the screen went dark, Song Heng realized that he had fallen asleep, still holding the can of pineapple beer, nodding his head.He gently pulled out the tin can, and took out the disc from the DVD player. Song Heng had just put it back into the frosted plastic case, when he suddenly heard music, it was the Nokia playing the boot screen.

He froze for a moment, then picked up the phone again—it was running, and it was still playing music after turning it on. It was very noisy, but it didn't wake Xin Wan up.Playing music is probably due to a malfunction of the mobile phone. There is no password set on the mobile phone. Song Heng frowned and fiddled with it for a long time. Finally, he found the music software and turned it off.

The phone wallpaper is Natsume's Book of Friends. He has never watched this anime, and there are not many downloaded software in it. Apart from the music software, there are only QQ and Snake.Song Heng fumbled for the power off button, pressed it back and forth, and clicked on the text message page. He was about to log out, but he stopped when he saw the number at the top.

That was the mobile phone number he used before going abroad.

There was another faint thunder outside. Song Heng stared at the string of numbers and clicked on the text message list. There were many text messages, and without exception, there was a red "send failed" under each of them.

Song Heng clicked on those text messages.

2010 / 08 / 0317: 54

- are you still outside

2010 / 08 / 0317: 55

-I heard you call my name, but my mom is outside watching me, I can't go out.I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I got you in the rain, you should go back quickly, don't catch a cold.

-I forgot my phone was out of charge.

2010 / 08 / 0319: 33

-Song Heng, I feel so bad.

- am i really uselessI can't go against her wishes, she's still shutting me up, she's still crying.

- If I was braver, I would jump down from the stairs to find you, sorry... I heard you call my name, are you crying?I don't even know I'm crying, my sleeves are wet, I want you to go, and I don't want you to go.You should leave now, I can't even hear your voice.

- You don't want to catch a cold.

2010 / 08 / 0401: 36

-I miss you so much, I really want to find you.

- I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.

2010 / 09 / 0508: 07

-I am in school, the first class is a very annoying professor, he lectures like chanting.

- Don't you use this number?Forget it, what's the use even if you still use it?I mentioned breaking up, I shouldn't bother you anymore.How are you doing abroad?I haven't been abroad yet, I heard that foreign countries are very open, you need to find someone to accompany you, don't be so alienated from others.

2010 / 09 / 0523: 09

- Can you... stop loving someone else.

2010 / 12 / 1510: 17

- It's snowing today. Is it snowing over there?You always wear thin clothes in winter.Do you know how to wear the scarf I gave you? You must throw it away.

-I built a snowman and tried to build a snowman as tall as you, but failed, you are too tall!

-how is your day?

2011 / 01 / 0100: 01

-Happy New Year!I must be the first to say Happy New Year to you.

-Song Heng, I miss you so much, what should I do?I still miss you so much, I can't help it.

- Come to me again, call me by my name, no matter how high I am, I will definitely jump down to meet you, I am no longer a coward.

-I beg you.

2010 was the year they broke up.

There are too many text messages, and I can’t read them for a while. Most of them are stating daily life, like a diary. The word that appears most often is "I love you". Gentle, wet with tears.

The cold light of the screen was cast into the pupils of the pupils, and Song Heng suddenly remembered a very small thing. During the time when he was abroad, in a winter without snow, he received a call. There was no sound, only the sound of breathing, and he hung up quickly. Yes, the talk time is only four seconds.

Song Heng lowered his eyes, his eyelashes covered his vision, he couldn't see his thoughts clearly, and unconsciously exerted force with his fingers.He suddenly heard a slight voice behind him. It was Xin Wan who turned her body on her side, her face pillowed on the sofa, her breathing was even, and she slept so deeply that she didn't even notice the sound of footsteps.

Song Heng squatted in front of him, rubbed his cheek lightly with his fingertips, and called "Xin Wan" in a low voice.

Maybe it was itching, or maybe it was hearing the name, Xin Wan half-opened her eyes in a daze, rubbed his palm unconsciously, and said, "Why..."

He was indeed sleepy, closed his eyes, fell asleep again after a while, Song Heng could feel his body temperature, it was real and soft, as cute as it was a few years ago.His Adam's apple moved and pressed against Xin Wan's forehead, his eyes were red, his voice was a little hoarse, mixed with the sound of the rain, it was almost inaudible.

"I miss you too," he said.

The author has something to say: ① Lu Xun never said it ② It will probably be over in five chapters

It's been so long!It's not too much to want a lot of comments TT

If there are bugs, look back and catch them, thank you for watching