Qin Dongling didn't understand the meaning of this poem, but he understood the meaning of "husband".
Looking down, Xu Mei was looking at me intently with her face raised. Her smiling eyes seemed particularly bright in the dark night.
Qin Dongling felt his cheeks getting hot and his heartbeat as fast as a drum. The girl in front of him even blinked her eyelashes, as if she had no feeling and her breathing almost stopped.
They were completely defeated under her gaze, and looked away in embarrassment, but then looked back hesitantly, showing their indecision and inner touch.
Xu Mei could hardly suppress the corners of her mouth. After appreciating 놛놅's expression enough, she naturally let go of her hand and stepped back to say goodbye to 놛.
The whole process was very natural and generous, as if the explanation just now and the action of grabbing your hand were not selfish at all.
The courtyard door opened and closed again, and Qin Dongling, standing at the door, felt lost, as if he had followed the girl into the courtyard in his heart.
He paced back and forth at the door several times, thinking over the meaning of that sentence over and over again, and gently stroked her with his fingers hanging at his side, as if he could still recall the touch of her eyebrows.
My heart was filled with joy, and after a while, I turned around and left.
…
The next day, Xu Mei did not see the familiar figure at the school gate.
She took some time to go to the bookstore, but Qin Dongling was not there either, which made her a little puzzled.
Based on her understanding of Qin Dongling, this is very abnormal.
But Xu Mei didn't have much time to dwell on this matter, as her manuscript submitted to a Peking magazine had been rejected.
Houhou had a manuscript in the office. After reading it, the teacher gave her some advice, "You don't have to write about textile workers. You can also write about heroes."
The social context of victory requires more forms of cultural communication, which is also the trend of magazines.
She recognized Xu Mei's narrative ability, but clearly stipulated that she should write a specific scope of manuscripts.
Xu Mei did not argue with the teacher. Instead, she turned around and submitted the manuscript intact to another magazine.
Her roommate Lei Yonglan witnessed the whole thing and was shocked. "Xu Mei, if you don't change, how can you really pass?"
Lei Yonglan was also a talented woman in the Chinese department. She had already decided to follow the teacher's advice and go back to rewrite the essay.
"How do you know if you don't try?" Xu Mei raised an eyebrow and said, "It only costs a few stamps to submit it anyway. What if it gets accepted? Why make it difficult for others when you can make it difficult for yourself?"
Lei Yonglan gave a thumbs up and said, "That makes sense."
In the afternoon, she hardened her heart and chose a lower-end magazine to submit her article again.
In between putting stamps, I saw Xu Mei packing up her things and wondered, "Aren't you going to join the current affairs study group activities?"
The current affairs study group activity is to use the free time to gather everyone together to introduce the newspaper of the day.
"I'm not going." Xu Mei said, "Just read the newspaper on your own. Why do we have to crowd together?"
As soon as he finished speaking, 그 had disappeared at the dormitory door.
Lei Yonglan withdrew her gaze and continued to concentrate on sticking stamps on the envelope.
Xu Mei came out of school, but there was still no one at the school gate. On her way home, she wanted to try her luck and went to the bookstore again.
The bookstore was open after many days, but it was empty and Qin Dongling was still not there.
This is strange, Xu Mei thought, could it be that he was stimulated last night?
But Qin Dongling obviously likes it very much.
"Xiaomei, what book do you want to borrow today?" The bookstore owner greeted her warmly when he saw her.
Xu Mei had come here to read books for many times in a row. The boss had known her name for a long time, and the two of them were like friends.
"I didn't return the book I borrowed last time, so I came to return it this time." Xu Mei thought of the book and took it out of her bag.
When the boss registered her husband, she asked, "Why has the door been closed so long recently? I've been here many times, and it's always closed."
"Something happened to my husband at home," the boss said, "and he didn't get much rest, just thirteen days, and he'll be closed in the middle of the month."
The two chatted like old friends, and soon another person came over, and the boss started chatting with him enthusiastically again.
Xu Mei walked out of the bookstore with her bag and returned home.
During dinner, Guan Jinghua kept looking at her, and Xu Mei quickly noticed this. "Mom, why are you looking at me all the time?"
"I see you don't seem to be in a good mood today."
"No," Xu Mei touched her face, "I feel okay."
Guan Jinghua said, "You were so happy when you came home last night, you were grinning all over the meal. But today you're so gloomy again. What's wrong? Why did your mood change so quickly?"
“…My manuscript was returned.” Xu Mei made an excuse.
Guan Jinghua nodded, not knowing whether she believed it or not.
Xu Mei returned to her room, opened her notebook, and silently made a note for Qin Dongling.
Is he going back to the army? Xu Mei thought to herself, if he really went back without telling her, she would never forgive him.
This kind of grudge and resentment disappeared without a trace after I arrived at school the next time.
Qin Dongling stood in the same position as before, with a straight posture, obviously waiting for her.
"Why are you here so early today?" Xu Mei walked up to him and looked him up and down. "When you didn't come yesterday, I thought you had gone back to the army."
yesterday……
Qin Dongling's eyes were complicated for a moment. God knows how he could face Xu Mei after having such a dream.
If my vacation wasn't over tomorrow, I might not have the courage to come here today.
"What happened yesterday." Qin Dongling spoke a little uncomfortably.
Fortunately, Xu Mei didn't ask any further questions, and the two of them continued as usual, going to the library, the lake, and then returning home.
But before they parted this time, Qin Dongling said that he would go back to the army tomorrow.
"Your vacation this time is very good. It's already good." Xu Mei's mood was heavy for a moment, but she quickly adjusted herself. "You must study hard when you go back."
"I know." Qin Dongling nodded.
At this time, there was no one around, and the two of them stood at the entrance of the alley, in complete silence.
In this silent atmosphere, the two continued to look at each other.
Qin Dongling clenched his hands slightly, "Can we still communicate after we go back?"
After the words fell, Xu Mei raised a big smile, "Of course, wait for me."
She took out a pen and paper from her bag, quickly wrote down the address and name, and handed it to Qin Dongling.
Then he handed the pen to the other person.
The two exchanged addresses, and even though separation was approaching, there was little sadness, but more of an anticipation for receiving letters from each other.
In the first month after their separation, Xu Mei received a letter from Qin Dongling and also received a rejection letter from a magazine. She wrote back and also chose another magazine to send the manuscript to.
This life lasted for two months, and finally her manuscript was accepted by a magazine in Qingcheng. At the same time, the lake in the school froze over.
Xu Mei stood by the lake, wearing a red scarf knitted by Guan Jinghua, and took a very beautiful photo.
The next time she replied, she sent the photo to Qin Dongling.
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