a certain Zheng Kexin

The author has something to say: I have completed a foreshadowing of Chapter 40, I have been waiting for a long time.The days of re-study are not as difficult as imagined. The third year of high school is the same everywhere. There are still endless homework and monthly exams that cannot be completed. Like a piece of low-pitched background music, Zheng Kexin was in a daze and lost his mind. At the end, he suddenly looked up and saw countless short-haired figures from the back, as if seeing people from the old days.

The new school was a boarding school, run militarily, with a series of rigid rules and regulations, such as short hair orders.

When students enter school, they have to cut their hair first. Boys are thin, but girls are three.The so-called "three nos" refers to the new concept student's head that the front does not pass the eyebrows, the side does not pass the ears, and the back does not pass the neck.

High school freshmen need to stand in a row at the gate when they register. The teachers check their "grooming and appearance". A few who pass the pass can be released. The remaining 90.00% have to queue up in front of the "hairdresser" queue. The aunts hold old-fashioned bulky scissors , with skilled techniques, you can cut out a dog-gnawing shape in 5 minutes, and it costs ten yuan per person.

Zheng Kexin was lucky enough to see that scene when she was in school. As soon as the auntie cut the scissors, the little girl cried on the spot, and the female teacher with big wavy hair and waist-length perm said heartily: "There is no need to cry! The short hair is so neat. ! How clean!"

The waist swayed, and the long hair swayed with the wind.

Fortunately, the senior high school students were not strictly supervised, and Zheng Kexin was a student who left school again. The class teacher looked at her coldly twice, but didn't say anything. The college entrance examination was ahead, and the girls in the class also had the courage to slowly save up. Long hair, probably thinking about graduating from high school, entering university, can be beautiful and decent.

It's just that a year is always short, no matter how hard you try, you can only develop a baby head with Qi Er.

Zheng Kexin looked at each one, and each one looked like Xu Niannian.

But none of them are Xu Niannian, they are not as good-looking as Niannian.

This year, Zheng Kexin rarely thought of Xu Niannian, because he was busy, tired, and afraid.

Only once, on New Year's Day, Zheng Kexin had no dreams all night, but suddenly woke up in the middle of the night. The old bed in her hometown was two times bigger than the one in the rental house.

She seemed to be drowning and finally surfaced, as if she had just been pulled out of a warm embrace, eager to grab something, her whole body was tightly clenched by the corner of the quilt and refused to let go, and she remained in a stalemate for 5 minutes until her body went numb. After experiencing a prolonged pain, I realized it belatedly.

Snowing.

This year's first snow came very late with the ringing of the New Year's bell. Zheng Kexin didn't feel sleepy at all. She put on her unlined clothes and sat in front of the balcony window. , took a handful of it hard, and made no extra movements, just watched the melted snow water flow down the sleeves to the ground.

The countryside is full of New Year's flavor. A week ago, the couplets were pasted with blessings. Su Yingyu also bought red paper and cut the window grilles. Auspiciousness and blessings linger in this troubled and difficult family.

When the Spring Festival comes, people laugh, put up window grilles and set off firecrackers.

Zheng Kexin touched the neat window grilles with his frozen hands, the cluster of stars in the sky was like a never-falling firework, one in the south, one in the north, and the silhouettes of each other could only be seen across the vast night sky.

Zheng Kexin's emotions have always been restrained, and her emotions have always been stable, but at this moment, missing without warning swept over her, almost drowning her.

She just misses it simply, misses it crazily, it's just that she doesn't see each other for a day, and the days feel like years.

She remembers the New Year, and the best New Year's wishes she received on the small balcony of her house.

I remember Xu Niannian's eyebrows were crooked.

I also remember that Xu Niannian said that when the snow melts, it becomes the sea, and when the sea sleeps, it becomes snow.

She felt that part of herself was probably taken away by Xu Niannian, they separated, they couldn't see far away, the cold wind couldn't see the bottom, and they couldn't make up for it in this life.

The re-study time is so short that it can be ignored. After handing in the exam papers, Zheng Kexin looked back and couldn't find too many memories. Then the university arrived as scheduled, military training, hundred regiment battles, and the first midterm exam, she went further and further away , There is a long distance from the former small rental house.

She became more and more peaceful and quiet. She got up early every morning to practice by the pool and endorsed books. She chatted with people naturally. The human gorilla.

Her college life is normal, ordinary, and simple. It seems that she has gone to another journey. However, the hidden thoughts are still hidden under the peaceful surface, which makes her frequently distracted in English class. Correction, but it was useless. When Qiao Yuan asked her: "I remember you like spicy food, when did you like sweet food?", she subconsciously replied: "Nian Nian loves food."

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Kexin's long-standing restraint suddenly loosened, and he left the scene silently with a lame self-deceiving warning. Xu Niannian has already gone to Japan, her thoughts don't have to be suppressed, she can speak out, maybe her feelings are not a bottomless pit, she has no scruples The swaying, there will always be a day when it is exhausted.

So Zheng Kexin eliminated all the entertainment activities that she was not interested in. When she was not in class, she ate pancakes and went to Qiao Yuan's studio. She shut herself in the kitchen and kneaded noodles every day. But I don't eat much, I just bring it to the class and share it with my classmates.

The roommates booed: "You don't know who will be cheaper in the future with your craftsmanship."

She didn't explain, but said softly: "Her craftsmanship is better than mine."

Then there was a kind booing sound: "Hey—boyfriend."

Zheng Kexin suddenly felt like a dream, and nodded.

The studio bought a lot of new furniture, all of which were bought by Zheng Kexin. Each person had a small floral cup, including the tough guy Qiao Yuan.

During the season when oranges are on the market, a bag of [-] yuan is worth about [-] fruits. If you boil them slowly with jam, you can drink orange tea for a week.

In the blink of an eye, it was another New Year, the studio offered sacrifices to the God of Wealth, and Ning Zhi made a fuss about writing blessings. Zheng Ke thought about it, and finally wrote it.

He stared at the red paper with the words written on it, and turned his head to ask Ning Zhi, "Is there any crooked way, such as burning this paper, grinding it into ashes, mixing it with soy milk, and drinking it every seven to 49 days?" If it goes on, the two of them can grow old together and never torture me again?"

One month later, Zheng Kexin was no longer a loner, and became a mother of a half-grown child in a blink of an eye. The child grew up and wanted to eat canned food, dried fish, and a bigger nest. Zheng Kexin had to work as a small worker for Qiao Yuan to help Receive guests, arrange interiors, or shoot samples.

New models are always stiff, Zheng Kexin's face is as watery as if he is about to become a monk, and he wrote a calm and indifferent face on the sad and emotional fallen leaves. Qiao Yuan jumped in anger: "Grandma! Think about your son! Canned food is important!"

However, Zheng Kexin's emotions have been suppressed all the year round, and she really can't take it in and out freely.

After the Nth time to stop, An Ji, who was called to help with lighting, suddenly remembered something, turned on the computer and found a secret folder, and called up the historical photo album from high school.

Scrolling down, the last file contains the end of the third year of senior high school, the few days when the graduation photos were taken, they were still young and immature at that time, flaring their teeth and claws, dancing wildly, the old photos contained the teaching building under the sunset, pretending to be The head teacher with an angry face pretended to be Qiao Yuan who was being beaten and Ning Zhi who was gnashing his teeth.

Ning Zhi rolled the papers into a barrel high above his head, his eyes were staring, his hair was frizzy, and his angry voice seemed to penetrate the photo paper and the years, and he trained Qiao Yuan again.

Of course, she also pretended to be Zheng Kexin and Xu Niannian.

The experimental class of the class next door dragged on, and their class was called to take graduation photos ahead of time, but Xu Niannian didn't know where he went. Zheng Kexin searched the office and couldn't find it, so he stubbornly stayed on the only way to the playground. When Ji Pao went back to urge her, he just saw Xu Niannian who was going downstairs dashing down the steps and threw himself into Zheng Kexin's open arms.

An Ji raised his camera, facing the slowly falling sunlight, and took a picture of this scene.

That was the best, best, best photo that An Ji had ever taken.

Zheng Kexin lowered her head in silence, crying and trembling.

The freshman year was filled with missing, and it passed quickly.

During Xu Niannian's life in Japan, Zheng Kexin had no scruples and never left Xu Niannian's words. Sometimes Ningzhi would ask her: "If I like girls, would you find it strange?"

Zheng Kexin asked instinctively, "What should Qiao Yuan do?"

Ning Zhi: "Cold salad with oil and vinegar sauce, don't worry about him."

Qiao Yuan, who was editing the film, was trampled on his tail and shouted, "Don't worry about me!"

Ning Zhi pinched his brows annoyedly, and waved at him: "Kneel down!"

"Hey." Qiao Yuan rolled away obediently, and came out holding the computer after a while, "The oil and vinegar sauce is really unpalatable, can you add some chili oil?"

Ning Zhi wanted to question Zheng Kexin several times, trying to open her heart knot, but it was always fruitless. Zheng Kexin talked about him and refused to communicate this question.

When Xu Niannian really came back, the name she had been talking about all day suddenly became a taboo. She avoided it in silence and never mentioned it again. She just went to the North Campus every day to take a look at the person she had been thinking about for a long time. .

Xu Niannian learned to draw for a while during the summer vacation of her third year of high school. When she was waiting for her roommates by the roadside, she would draw a puppy on the ground with a branch. After she left, Zheng Kexin would use the branch she used to draw a January standing next to the puppy. , and the puppy is a good friend.

There is a blood donation center next to the Health Station on the North Campus. Xu Niannian goes to donate blood on the first day of spring break every year. Zheng Kexin will return after she safely returns to the dormitory and receive a blood donation slip, also 400cc, with her name listed behind Xu Niannian.

There is a stray cat downstairs in Mingyuan Building. Because it attends classes in Mingyuan Building all day long, it was named Wang Mingyuan by a teacher surnamed Wang. The teacher posted a notice downstairs, on which it was written in beautiful letters: "This cat loses weight, please do not feed it."

However, Xu Niannian was the most soft-hearted, and couldn't help but put in some food. Zheng Kexin had no choice but to deal with the aftermath silently, grabbing the dried fish and running away before Wang Mingyuan approached.

The day of freshman year is called miss, and miss is far away across the ocean; the day of sophomore year is called guardianship, and guardianship is close at hand.

But far away.

Zheng Kexin indulged in shackles, like a lonely shadow, following the guardian but never stepped forward, only once—Xu Niannian broke his knee while learning to skateboard, so he could only walk step by step in the crowd, the boys in the same class didn't know Out of nowhere, she blushed and said a few words to Xu Niannian before reaching out to help her.

It just so happened that Zheng Kexin visited the confession wall of the Faculty of Arts last night as a routine, and happened to see Xu Niannian's confession post, on which was written affectionately, "The so-called world, isn't it you?" She was so angry that she gasped for a whole day Tonight, I said in my heart that Osamu Dazai wrote "Disqualification in the World" just to let you do this?

Out of control for a moment, she pushed down the brim of her hat and walked towards the two of them, her shoulders brushed against Xu Niannian's shoulders tightly. Seeing the other party's body tilted, she immediately pulled Xu Niannian's sleeve without any trace, causing her to stagger a little distance from the boy. Then he returned to his rational position, realizing what a risky and outrageous thing he had done, and hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, like a tear that disappeared into the sea.

Xu Niannian leaned on the wall, and seemed to touch something for a moment, a sense of inexplicable familiarity rose in her heart, she suddenly looked around, the crowd was vast, and looked back curiously at the gaze above her, no one knew what she was looking for .

Then she raised the camera and took a picture of the backlight out of focus against the rushing crowd.

I bought the camera in Japan. It is an old style, second-hand product, some functions have been damaged, and it is not very flexible to use. Probably only people who are interested in collecting will pay for it.

Xu Niannian didn't understand these things at first, but listened politely to the shopkeeper introducing the origin of the camera in broken Japanese Chinese. Seeing that she was interested, the shopkeeper excitedly turned the camera over and showed her the bottom bracket.

Three English letters are engraved on the bottom bracket, probably the name of the previous owner, ZKX.

Old cameras are expensive, and almost all of Xu Niannian's money was spent.The strange city had a long winter, and Xu Niannian was prone to catch a cold, coughing all the way through the heavy snow, holding the old camera tightly in his arms.

There were still noodles in the fridge, she was a little dizzy from coughing, but she still managed to drink two bowls of beef noodles. After eating one bowl after another, she felt lonely and missed.

It turns out that after going out so far, I still won't forget the previous days.

The winter in Japan is so cold. After trekking in the snow, drinking two bowls of beef soup can't slow her down. She drank the medicine and fell asleep. day.

During the summer vacation when she graduated from high school, Xu Niannian often saw Zheng Kexin sitting alone in the living room when she woke up at night, sometimes eating what she made during the day, sometimes not doing anything, just sitting silently.

After they separated, Xu Niannian often thought of this scene.

Only now did she understand her innocence and Zheng Kexin's burden. She had imagined countless times. If she went back to the past, she would be more sensitive, smarter, and more realistic. Would she be able to share Zheng Kexin's burden? The two people hugging will not be the current situation.

However, time cannot be turned back after all.

Her city has never-sleeping snow, and Zheng Kexin's city has a never-sleeping sea. They have drifted away and there is no longer any bondage. In this case, she should let go, no matter how reluctant she is.

As long as Zheng Kexin is happy.

She started to grow long hair, endured the itching of the stubble on her neck, tied her hair behind her head with hair clips, and then it was longer, and could be tied in a short bun. The teaching assistant chatted with her, thinking of her self when she first came Introduced, and asked with a smile: "Why do you think of growing your hair?"

The first time I talked about Zheng Kexin after graduating from high school was in Japanese. She slowly told a part of the story, explaining that the two of them are no longer together, but it is not easy to let go. You can never miss the day when your hair reaches your waist.

Her Japanese is not very good, and the teaching assistant didn't know if she understood, so she responded gently, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we will see you again."

The long winter is over in a blink of an eye, and Xu Niannian returns to Huaan after her life as an exchange student. In a blink of an eye, a new winter is coming, and the old camera has left the snow of last year and the snow of this year. She and her team are busy with the Daiso competition. She went back to the dormitory after turning off the lights, and was about to go upstairs when the auntie in charge suddenly handed her a heavy package. When she opened it, it turned out to be a cream cake.

Only then did Xu Niannian remember that today is her birthday.

The roommates were already asleep, and she found a fruit knife with the nightlight she left for herself, and lightly cut a piece of cake and sat on the balcony. The moonlight was bright in winter, and she seemed to have something to say.

The candlelight flickered, and the taste of orange marmalade melted in his mouth. Xu Niannian tasted it for a long time, and when he tasted that there was only a small section of the candle left, he made a wish with the remaining light.

Her hair has grown a lot, and when summer comes, she can probably tie it into a refreshing ponytail. The broken hair around her neck is already neat, and she no longer needs to use hairpins, but suddenly, she doesn't want to have long hair anymore.

Long hair is nice, but Zheng Kexin has never seen it before.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we will see you again, she remembered what the teaching assistant said.

Another year has passed since that winter, and three years have passed since the last time I saw Zheng Kexin. How is Zheng Kexin doing, is she sleeping and eating well? Do you remember yourself, or can't remember clearly.

Although I always want to let go, I still can't let go.

That's still short hair.

Xu Niannian clasped her hands together: "I hope she is doing well."

"Hope she eats and sleeps well."

"I hope to see her again."

"I hope that when we meet, she will still remember me."

This will be every year, birthday wish.