two

Zhuo Zhiyue knew Yuan Mu, the math class representative of Class One.In his freshman year of high school, when he went to the office to help the teachers with errands, he often heard them mention this name. After that, he met Yuan Mu several times in the office, and after going back and forth, he matched the name with the person.

Zhuo Zhiyue felt that Yuan Mu was like a prime number among natural numbers.This is a rough and unfounded conclusion, an inspiration that broke into my mind during the first contact with Yuan Mu.In the years since high school, he brushed shoulders on the threshold of the office countless times. He never tried to strike up a conversation with Yuan Mu, but just remembered him, just like remembering prime numbers, the solitary existence that excludes the majority in elementary school mathematics class. Same.

Zhuo Zhiyue also knew Qiu Yu, this person's temperament was more recognizable than his face.The first time Zhuo Zhiyue saw him from a distance was not long after the beginning of this semester, and he was deeply impressed. It turns out that there are still such a number of people in the school.

The second time I saw him—it was also far away, but that time when Zhuo Zhiyue got closer to the crowd, he realized that most of the time the crowd's line of sight was in the same direction surprisingly.Walking a few steps together, easily extracting information from other people's heated and intensive discussions: Qiu Yu, a transfer student who just came from the experiment, is the only one who gets close to Yuan Mu from class one.

Really, Qiu Yu who I saw by chance later was always with Yuan Mu.

The bus drove steadily for a long distance, but Qiu Yu, who was seated next to him, never turned his head back.The carriage was noisy, and the team members were talking about the game and Beijing.He was the only one facing the window sideways, calm and quiet, as if he was asleep.

Are you going--

it is good.

Both Yuan Mu and Qiu Yu in the scene just now were inconsistent with Zhuo Zhiyue's previous cognition, especially when Qiu Yu knelt on the seat and called out Yuan Mu's name, and asked him for a promise with a smile.

Very strange.Twenty is vivid.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Zhiyue couldn't help turning his neck and glanced at Qiu Yu beside him.It was too close, as if it was only at this moment that they could be in the same dimension as them, and get to know him and him again.

The wheels rolled over a big pit, and Qiu Yu moved, sitting upright in the continuous bumps, holding the bag in his arms tightly with one hand, and reaching out to fumble for the seat belt.

Zhuo Zhiyue saw it, and wanted to suggest that he put the bag on the upper luggage rack, and also wanted to tell him that the position of the seat belt should be further back than he thought.But because Qiu Yu lowered his eyelids, showed no expression, and was not very focused, and seemed to have returned to his unapproachable appearance, Zhuo Zhiyue finally didn't speak.

There was a crisp "click", Zhuo Zhiyue took advantage of the sound and turned his head slightly to glance at Qiu Yu again.Qiu Yu's state was still abnormally quiet, her eyes were not focused, and her eyes were only on the bag.Sitting motionless looks more concentrated than when you were doing something just now, as if you are thinking about something important.

Zhuo Zhiyue's thoughts scattered, perhaps Qiu Yu was not sleeping during the previous journey.

Qiu Yu blinked, raised her eyelids under Zhuo Zhiyue's gaze, and cast her eyes on him.

Zhuo Zhiyue was startled, his eyeballs fled away in a panic, and he wandered around indiscriminately, the pain was that he couldn't escape his eye sockets no matter what.

"Did you hear what he just said?" Qiu Yu asked him.

Zhuo Zhiyue didn't expect that Qiu Yu would take the initiative to talk to him - with such a nonsensical topic.What's more, I didn't expect that I understood what he was asking, but couldn't react in time, my eyes were fixed on Qiu Yu's serious face, and I didn't answer.

"The guy I was talking to at the window before the drive, I asked him if he wanted to come with me - oh no, was he okay, if he was going. Did you hear his answer?" Qiu Yu patiently narrated the whole story.

Zhuo Zhiyue opened his mouth slightly, and nodded in a daze.

Qiu Yu looked at him straight, waiting for his answer.

Zhuo Zhiyue said, "He nodded, and then he said yes."

Qiu Yu nodded slowly unconsciously: "Nod, and then say yes, right." He asked for the fourth confirmation.

"Correct."

"Thank you."

Qiu Yu leaned back in her chair and was stunned for a while.Then he searched in his front pocket, took out a bottle of carbohydrate drink and handed it to Zhuo Zhiyue.

"Ah?" Zhuo Zhiyue reached out to take it, "Thank you."

"No need." Qiu Yu smiled at him.

When we arrived at the train station, the teacher bought the tickets together. After getting on the train, everyone’s seat numbers were connected together, and everyone who was familiar with it and those who were not familiar with it got together and squeezed into a few lower berths to play cards and chat.

Qiu Yu lay on the upper bunk alone, making no sound.The teacher was afraid that he would not fit in, so he urged the child to come down and play with his classmates.He responded with a few words, unmoved.

Zhuo Zhiyue raised his head in the crowd and called him: "Qiu Yu, do you know how to level up? We lack one of three."

Qiu Yu didn't show her head: "I suggest fighting the landlord."

"Are you catching up on sleep?" Zhuo Zhiyue said, "If you want to sleep, let's keep our voice down."

"No." Qiu Yu shook the programming book in his hand, stretched out the guardrail, showed the book cover to them, and said, "It's spreading anxiety."

After receiving some laughing and cursing, Qiu Yu retracted her arms and lay flat, with the open book spread out on her chest.The top of the train is right in front of your eyes, and you have to bend over to avoid bumping your head when you sit up. It is as small as a birdcage.

"Make a string, five, six, seven, eight, ninety."

"You—you bastard, I'm holding four sevens in my hand, are you making a twist?"

There was a burst of laughter.

A group of twittering people below, just in time.The cage has a long wheel, encircling the flock of birds to Beijing.

Qiu Yu turned over and reached under the pillow to touch the phone.He felt that he was sleepy, and when he was sleepy, it was easy for his mind to produce these wild thoughts.

Maybe he got up too early and made the day too long.Looking at him, he felt that Yuan Mu, who had just parted, was already far away from him.But what he gave is still in front of my eyes.

Qiu Yu fiddled with the straw on the milk carton in the plastic bag next to the pillow, but did not take out the phone in the end.

The dead trees outside the car window flew away one after another, and the people underneath went to bed one after another.Qiu Yu was still watching with eyes open, watching the dead trees collapse into barren fields, and brown-gray mountains rising from the barren fields.

Only then did I realize that it was not sleepiness, but a little happy, a little sad, and I missed Yuan Mu very much.

The author says:

(This chapter is short, because the thoughts in the next chapter are very complicated, and I haven't been able to sort out the best one. I'm sorry for disappearing for so long without a sound, and what's more sorry...due to personal reasons, I haven't been here for a few days. I can’t stabilize the update frequency, and I won’t be able to roll back until late March. Thanks for every message, and I’m sorry for every reminder and waiting.) I sent it with thorns on my back.