Yunyun

Xiao Wang has been working very well in the past two days. The clichéd "I finally waited for you, but fortunately I didn't give up." has won dozens of likes in the circle of friends, half of them are colleagues in the kindergarten, from the teaching director to Aunt Sweeping Floor really has everything.A few preschool education colleagues of the same age laughed and gossiped with Wen Xinfei, but they didn't get the expected answer. Wen Xinfei smiled and looked shy.

"Wenwen, I'm with Accountant Wang."

Yuan Chaonan was washing the fruit, and looked up at Qiao Yi who was lying on the sofa playing mobile games, "That's it, Xiao Wang, you know."

"Damn it???" Qiao Yi gave up on the life and death of his teammates for a moment, and even the phone rolled over to the ground with a slap.

"Ah."

The whole team died.

"Xiao Wenwen won't do it." Qiao Yi rolled his eyes and sat up from the sofa, picked up the phone and opened the game interface again.

"But she has already agreed... In fact, Xiao Wang is quite nice, and he is also special about Wenwen... Well." Yuan Chaonan approached with fruit, and Qiao Yi took a sliced ​​apple and stuffed it before he could finish his sentence. After putting it into his mouth, he shook his head and followed the battle situation on his mobile phone while saying plausibly, "The person she likes is Teacher He. Oh my god...this mentally retarded, why doesn't this mentally retarded play Lianliankan?! !"

"What did you say?"

Qiao Yi frowned, frantically pressing the phone screen with his hand, "Huh? I said..." Pausing for two seconds, she pouted in the direction of Yuan Chaonan, recalling her question and searching for the answer in her mind, "I said Why don't this kind of retarded play Lianliankan..."

"Not this one, but the previous one."

Yuan Chaonan puffed his mouth, grabbed someone's focused cell phone, and the fake anger in his eyes was hitting Qiao Yi's face undiminished, "Humph."

Qiao was also not angry, and leaned forward, "bullying" Yuan Chaonan with a smile on her face, causing her to subconsciously dodge backwards.The anger on Yuan Chaonan's face slowly turned cherry red, "Hey... I'm asking you... I'm asking you a question."

"Hmm~" Qiao Yi agreed softly, but he didn't stop his body movements, using all four limbs to circle Yuan Chaonan in the corner of the back of the sofa.

Yuan Chaonan was flustered, and he handed the mobile phone he had just snatched forward, slightly separating the distance between the two of them, "Here, here is your mobile phone, you can continue to play, don't cheat your teammates."

Qiao Yi took the mobile phone, pressed Yuan Chaonan under her body in this gap, put a hand on her waist unexpectedly, and threw the mobile phone casually by her side.

"Yuan Er~" Qiao Yi's breath caressed Yuan Chaonan's face. The nerves of the people under him were tense, and their limbs were going to be paralyzed, but they still waited wholeheartedly for every word that person uttered, but this person was It was so bad that he stopped talking even after calling his own name, his breath hit his collarbone one by one, his face seemed to have a heat wave, and every pore seemed to hide the tendency of a volcanic eruption.

The taste that belonged to Qiao Yi permeated his lips, Yuan Chaonan closed his eyes tightly, but the hair on his forehead was moistly attached to his ears in this cold winter season.

"Ah...! Qiao Yi...!"

Yuan Chaonan pushed Qiao Yi up, so frightened that Qiao Yi panicked and wondered if he had done any actions just now, and gave himself three seconds to quickly review, and found that he hadn't done anything yet?This is too sensitive.

Yuan Chaonan blushed, looked at Qiao Yi in front of him with a strange thinking expression on his face, and looked at him obsessively for a moment, and took out the vibrating mobile phone from under him, "You, your mobile phone has been It's shaking!"

what the hell.

Qiao Yi rolled his eyes, and was about to take the phone and leave it, but Yuan Chaonan quickly pressed the answer button and put it next to his ear.

"Ah?" Qiao Yi frowned and listened for more than ten seconds, then avoided the phone and glanced at Chen'er's name on the caller ID, gave Yuan Chaonan a look and said, "Hang up, block black. "

"Hey! You're serious about sex..."

Before the word "friend" was uttered, a cold busy tone from the other party came from the handset of the mobile phone.

Without the help of the dog-headed military adviser, Chen'er hesitated for a long time, but still mustered up the courage to send Song Qingyan a WeChat message, and abruptly sent a greeting to the most recent chat record between the two, and it has been more than a month.

Song Qingyan squinted her eyes to adapt to the light of the phone, and replied, "Just woke up, still jet-lagged."

The reply at four o'clock in the morning was sent out, and Song Qingyan was thinking of quitting the chat page to browse other things, but unexpectedly returned to WeChat within a few seconds.

"Ah, it's really nothing important. I just went out on location in the morning, passed by the forest of steles, and took a few pictures of calligraphy works and posted them on Moments. I don't know if you saw them, but I think you might be interested."

"Why did you wake up so early?" Song Qingyan didn't pay attention to what Chen'er said, so the topic she had found so easily had to stop abruptly. Now thinking about her question, Chen'er didn't know what to say. .

The long-awaited conversation, I can’t say that I never fell asleep after I sent it, I turned on the sound and vibration of the phone and put it next to the pillow, and was woken up by the ugly artist manager at two o’clock in the middle of the night to discuss it together How to hype the announcement during the day.

The neurasthenia had reached this point, and she didn't feel sleepy any more, holding the mobile phone and repeatedly scrolling through the few pages of chat records between the two of them, a "ding bell" cut through the lonely night, and the mobile phone shook from Chen'er's hand.

The chat history automatically jumped to the latest one, and the script that had been prepared in my heart for a long time was quickly spilled out, and I replied.

So now you ask me why I woke up so early, I am afraid that I have been in a dream.

This dream will not wake up.

"Well, I've been discussing work with my agent in the early morning, and I haven't slept much." Chen'er accidentally threw the blame out, and even created an attitude of hard work, really wanting to win the sympathy of the other party.

Song Qingyan clicked into Chen'er's photo album, browsed through the latest pictures, and then replied to Chen'er with a few polite words of thanks.

"Aren't you, you don't check Moments often..." When Chen'er sent the message, her palms were sweaty, but cold to the bone, and the drumbeat in her heart was bouncing along with the second hand of the bedside alarm clock, thinking eagerly To know the answer.

"Well, not often."

A stone suspended in mid-air sank, "So I didn't see it that day." This kind of thought floated in Chen'er's mind, "I'm quite afraid that the things I usually post are too many and complicated. bother you."

It was still early, and the window was still hazy and gray, but Song Qingyan was completely sleepless. She turned on the weather forecast on her mobile phone to check today's air quality index.

The phone rattled and shook a few times, Song Qingyan recalled what she saw in Moments, but she really didn't care much about it, it's really not worth disturbing.

The soaring PM2.5 made Song Qingyan give up outdoor aerobic exercise, and put a yoga mat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The comfortable floor heating sticks to the soles of the feet, making the whole person feel warm even in the face of filth and chaos.

Song Qingyan is such a person, who is used to withdrawing herself from the outside environment, and in the eyes of outsiders, there is indeed a sense of distance that is not human, but in fact she knows that she is just afraid of trouble.

"If there are too many contaminations, the heart will become impure." That's what my grandfather told me when I was young.

The long-term habit also made her forget the choice, whether she really didn't want to or forgot to think about it, if she was like this kind of child who lived ups and downs all day long, she didn't have the answer. .

She saw Chen'er's circle of friends that day, but Yuan didn't think much about it. Now that she came back and saw He Youning's state, she was also a little curious about the magic power in it.

Love, never thought about, what is it like.

Whether it's the charming delicacy in Chen'er's photo, or the hesitant sadness in He Youning's eyes, it seems that it's a world that has nothing to do with her.

Also, what she didn't understand was why He Youning would fall into this abyss time and time again, clearly afraid of the conflict, but unable to control her choice.

The sky was dim, Song Qingyan drove to He Youning's residence, parked the car at the door downstairs, turned on the heater and waited quietly.

The headlights flickered for a moment, and through the thick smog, it was swaying on the bicycle He Youning was pushing, and the window glass slowly lowered, "Mr. He, I'm taking you to work~"

He Youning sat on the co-pilot and looked at Song Qingyan, a clear look of not going to the Three Treasures Palace was revealed through her eyes, and Song Qingyan occasionally responded to her when waiting for the red light, but she just smiled and said nothing. say.It wasn't until the school's parking lot that Song Qingyan parked the car and took off her seat belt before she said slowly, "It's bad for your health to ride a bike in this weather."

He Youning paused while reading the test paper, and looked up at the man who just said he was a kind driver, looking at something in front of the office window.

"Ye Fu was so young back then..." Song Qingyan smiled, and tilted her head to glance at He Youning behind the desk, "At that time, she must have been as old as Teacher Wen now."

The pen soaked the paper, and the black ink seeped into the next student's test paper like a spreading virus.

This name has not been uttered out of my mouth for many years, but I can't forget it. The memories I don't want to pick up are quickly invading every crack in He Youning's spirit, just like the broken neurons spread their tentacles to cut off those severed neurons. The time nodes are tightly connected again, and they go hand in hand again.

"Ye Fu."

"Hey~ Teacher, you recognize my name. Many teachers mispronounced it when I was in class."

The branches and leaves slowly stretched out new buds, intertwined and swayed in the wind.

"Yes, I even looked it up in the dictionary." He Youning teased her with a smile, the sunshine in May was warm and fragrant, reflected in their smiles, "This is the first time I have brought students, and from then on we will make progress together. "

When we met again, the desk was already covered with tree shadows, the branches and leaves outside the window were lush, and the phoenix flowers below were dazzling red.

The laboratory welcomes new teachers and new students to join in. The book seems to be turned by the wind, and the white sunlight hits it so that people can't keep their eyes open.

"Teacher, you are really working hard."

"Teacher, do you leave so late every day?"

"Teacher, do you walk to the lab every day? Why don't you ride a bike~"

"Ah, so...do you want me to teach you when everyone leaves at night?"

"Don't worry, I won't say anything."

"Did it hurt from the fall?"

"Teacher, you are much smarter than me."

"Look, cycling is so convenient, isn't it ~ exercising without traffic jams."

"Teacher, you are different from others."

The book clattered and turned a few more pages, the sunlight no longer reflected so strongly, and the densely packed writing on it could be seen.

"Ms. He is going to participate in the associate professor's defense so soon."

"Yes, young and capable, our academy is talented."

"The students she leads are also good."

"Xiao He, during the period of competition, we must not only focus on ability, but also pay attention to interpersonal communication and thoughts and behaviors."

"Be more like a teacher between you and your students."

"Why did your student give up the opportunity to go abroad for exchange? You should persuade her more."

"Our School of Life is going to compete for excellent schools in the school this time. Recently, everyone must not only pay attention to the pursuit of individual achievements, but also care about collective discipline."

"Teacher, I don't want to go. I want to..."

"It's also for your own good. You might as well try it."

When the wind came, suddenly the thick and hard book cover was buckled on the top, and there would be no more wanton flipping of the pages, and no more crisp paper to disturb people's hearts.

The whole book went dark, like an ink cartridge knocked over on white paper.

"Congratulations, teacher, you will be Professor He from now on."

"Ye Fu."

"All the way... be safe."

The colorful balloons released by the graduates took away everyone's dreams, and also took her away.

Now the branches outside the window are swaying bare, not even a single fallen leaf can be seen in the wind, and there is a rustling and lengthy crow from the branches not far away.

He Youning put down the pen in his hand, put his hands into the pockets of his coat, stood in front of the office window and looked into the distance, the curtain in his mind was already covered with dust, but it was still pulled open desperately.

"The wind is coming, and the jackdaws are starting to cry."

Song Qingyan looked at her squarely and didn't intend to interrupt her.

"Perhaps we all had selfish intentions back then. I thought of many excuses for my timidity and paved the way for a lot of reasons, but now I realize in the end that not daring is still not daring." Song Qingyan followed He Youning's gaze, fluffy The kangaroo was still lying quietly in the paper bag at the foot of the chair, smiling and looking at the ceiling.

Wen Xinfei shook off Xiao Wang's hand for the third time, and looked at him seriously with frowns.

"I'm out of kindergarten, Wenwen." Xiao Wang was unhappy, but he didn't dare to express it clearly. He tried his best to win a little bit of sympathy from Wen Xinfei, but every time it was in vain.

Wen Xinfei clenched her fists tightly, clenched every finger tightly, and put them stubbornly beside her.

"You said not to be too high-profile in school, so how do you want to prevaricate me now!"

Wen Xinfei listened to Xiao Wang's growling questions behind her, bit her lips hard, and walked forward quickly holding back tears.The person behind him was also a little flustered by his indiscriminate words, he hurriedly followed by his side to apologize, then pulled his hand that would have been thrown away no matter what, and said with an apologetic smile, "Don't be angry, Wenwen, I Wrong, I’m wrong, can’t I, I won’t dare in the future, let’s take our time, Wenwen, wait, I don’t want to go so fast, or you can beat me or scold me.”

When she reached the gate of the community building, Wen Xinfei shook off Xiao Wang and went upstairs without looking back.Xiao Wang looked at the bedroom window on the third floor, sighed, and left helplessly with his hands in his pockets.

The light in the bedroom was not on.

Wen Xinfei was lying on the bed, her head sank deeply into the thick quilt, she was almost unable to breathe due to the pressure.The moisture in front of my eyes was soaked in the quilt, I wanted to cry but the air was blocked, my body shook uncontrollably.

23 days.

552 hours.

The countless minute and second hands have turned tens of thousands of times, but they still stop at the same place, and the ground is a prison.

I did not hear a single word from you, and I regret it.

Mother Wen quietly opened the door a gap, came in and sat beside her daughter, stroking her shoulder.

"Is it...Xiao Wang bullied you? Did you quarrel?"

Wen Xinfei still didn't raise her head, and shook her head indiscriminately, taking the opportunity to wipe away some tears.

"If he treats you badly, don't force yourself." Mother Wen felt a little distressed, and patted her daughter on the back. She really couldn't see her being wronged by this, and she took care of the little flower that bloomed by herself. It could be seen that Xin Fei didn't like him.

There are many things in life that hinder people's affection. If you can't learn to refuse, you have to endure it. You will find many suitable reasons that sound good in disguise to accept it, and then someone will tell you that this is life.

But feelings are not enough, no matter how suitable or good-looking, it can't become love, or even a little liking.

"It's fine if you don't like it, huh?"

Wen Xinfei bit her lip, and slowly released her tight self, she hadn't nestled into her mother's arms like this for a long time.

"Mom, I'm scared."

I'm afraid she won't talk to me anymore.

I am afraid that I will live this lonely life forever.

I am afraid of this feeling of heartache, and I am also afraid that the heart will not hurt after a long time.

I'm afraid that the people you mentioned can live without anyone.

I am afraid that time will smooth out the palpitations of longing, and I am afraid that I will not be able to forget but will not get it.

I'm afraid, I'm afraid.

"Mom is always there, no matter how you choose, mom will stand by your side."

The tears in the corners of my eyes did not dry up, so I fell asleep somehow.