The wind blew from afar, and the deep blue and green clouds rolled up and drifted with the wind. The wind drove the clouds away, like surging waves. There happened to be a small hole in the sky, and the moon sneaked into the hole. The moonlight leaked out from the hole, and the people illuminated were dim.
Su Nianmei hugged Gu Xichao's waist, rested her head on his shoulder, snuggled in his arms, and pointed to the sky, "The moon is so round."
Gu Xichao half-closed his eyes, but what emerged in his mind was the image of Su Nianmei singing on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. She had light makeup on her face, a plain cheongsam with fishbone braids, and her eyes were clear and bright. He raised his hand and touched Su Nianmei's short hair.
Su Nianmei raised her head and stared at him with her dark pupils, "What's wrong?"
Gu Xichao said, "My dear, please sing a song for me."
Su Nianmei was a little embarrassed, but she still started singing.
"If I hadn't met you, where would I be and how would I live..."
It's Teresa Teng's "I Only Care About You". The song is a bit old, but it fits my current mood.
The girl's voice is clear, and the ending tone is tired and a little lazy. Gu Xichao was stunned. He didn't expect Su Nianmei to sing this song.
He thought of the past.
At that time, Su Nianmei was only in high school, and Gu Xichao had just met her again. The child still had short hair on her head, and it was obvious that she had cut her hair herself, and the ends of her hair were uneven.
She wore a blue school uniform that was almost white from washing, and she always liked to carry a large black schoolbag that was almost half her height. The shoulder straps were loose, and when she ran, the schoolbag bounced up and down, and the small bell hanging on the schoolbag rang "ding ding ding ding".
The child didn't know why he came home later than usual during those few days. Many times when he came back from overtime work at 8 o'clock in the morning, he would see the child running past his door, mumbling something as he ran, but he couldn't tell what he was saying.
The place where he lived was at the corner of a small alley, but it was the only way for children to go home from school.
That alley is old and the street lights have been broken for many years and no one has repaired them, so it is pitch black at night. The middle school students all think that the road is dilapidated and they often encounter hooligans blocking the road. Other students would rather take a detour than go there, but this kid has to pass by there every day. He always looks left and right when he passes by, and no one knows what he is thinking about.
That night, when Gu Xichao was throwing away garbage at the entrance of the alley, he saw a familiar figure running in front of him. It had just rained, and the concrete ground was full of puddles, big and small, deep and shallow.
The moonlight shone on it, and the water mirror was so bright that even the shadows of the people reflected in it were clear.
Gu Xichao took two quick steps forward, but the child ran even faster.
Suddenly, the child tripped over a stone under his feet and fell to the ground with a "bang".
He walked quickly to the child. The child had no intention of getting up. His hands were stuck in the puddles, his facial features were wrinkled, his eyes were closed, and his eyelashes were shaking uncontrollably.
Now he heard clearly what the child said, "Prosperous, strong, democratic and civilized!"
As the child was talking, he forgot the word. He thought for a long time with a frown on his brows. His body was shaking, and the bell on his schoolbag was shaking and making a "ding-ding" sound.
"Harmony, integrity, and friendliness." He squatted down and added.
The child looked at him with dark eyes, sniffed, and said in shock, "A ghost, even a ghost can recite this!"
Gu Xichao frowned.
The child suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist. It was warm and tender. He said in surprise, "You, you are not a ghost."
The child was crying faintly, "I was memorizing the lyrics well," she said with a sniffle in her nose, followed by a hiccup, her eyes were shiny with moisture, and the corners of her mouth curled up again, "I forgot everything after you scared me like that."
He helped the child up, and the child was still wiping his tears and snot.
The child didn't recognize him, pushed him away, and stumbled back. He was worried, so he followed the child until they got home.
After a while, the child came out from the yard, buried the paper ball under the tree, bowed to the tree three times, and then went back to the house.
——
——If there is such a day
You said you were leaving
I will lose myself
——Walking into the boundless sea of people
Gu Xichao closed his eyes and sang in a low voice. His voice was between that of a teenager and a young adult, clear and magnetic. His voice seemed to tell a story and was filled with sadness.
Su Nianmei suddenly stopped talking and said in surprise: "You can sing this song now!"
Gu Xichao came back to his senses, his pupils flickered, "You will learn it if you listen to me more often."
"Then you are much better than me. I spent a long time trying to learn it but still couldn't."
"At that time, our class...our village was going to hold a chorus competition, and they chose this song. I was slow in learning skills, and at that time I was short on time and had a lot of tasks to do. In order not to fall behind, I stayed in the village committee at night to practice this song."
"I didn't sing as well as I do now before, and I was always singing out of tune, but I finally learned this song with great difficulty. Can you guess how I overcame this habit of singing out of tune?"
Gu Xichao didn't say anything, so Su Nianmei spoke.
"Mark the pitch of the lyrics and remember the melody the same way you remember the pinyin."
Su Nianmei sniffed and said, "I have learned this method and there is an opportunity. Do you want to listen to it?"
Gu Xichao chuckled, with a kind of fondness in her eyes that he didn't notice, "Okay."
Su Nianmei felt a little shy when he looked at her, and said, "I think I am blessed by God, so you must try to please me in the future."
When Su Nianmei said this, she shook her head. She didn't know if it was because she had been with Gu Xiaobao for too long, but she became a little childish.
"When I was stumped by the chorus, I secretly wrote a note and buried it under the tree. The next morning I saw a paper airplane on my desk. I didn't know who had dropped it."
"I wanted to throw it away, but I happened to see that the paper plane was covered with handwritten lyrics, so I took the plane apart again. He even added pinyin to the lyrics, and it just sounded like the melody when I read it out."
Su Nianmei sighed, "Since then, I have suddenly realized it!" After that, Su Nianmei sighed again, "I was still young at that time!"
Gu Xichao patted her head, but Su Nianmei suddenly stood up like a madman, as if she remembered something, and said, "I'm leaving first!"
Halfway through the walk, she turned around again and pointed at the iron railing behind Gu Xichao. Her movements were so large that her shoulder-length hair swayed as she shouted, "We'll meet here tomorrow night!"
Gu Xichao looked at Su Nianmei's departing back, humming softly, and the fatigue between his brows disappeared.
"No matter how time flies, I only care about you."
The kitten lying on the ground shook its body lazily, crawled slowly to Gu Xichao's feet, and rubbed his trouser legs with its face.
"Meow".
——
At noon the sun shone on the ground, making the students undergoing military training miserable. Su Nianmei stood in the sun, sweat streaming down her neck as if the faucet had been turned on.
Su Huailin was walking on the tree-lined campus of Peking University, holding Gu Xiaobao in his left hand and Er Gouzi in his right hand.
When Gu Xiaobao saw the car parked under the tree for the third time, he raised his head, pulled Su Huailin's hand, and asked, "Uncle, did you take the wrong road?"
Su Huailin was also confused. He didn't know who designed this Peking University building. He walked around the building for a long time but couldn't find the playground where Su Nianmei and the others trained.
Gu Xiaobao said: "Uncle, if you don't know the way, you can ask the brothers and sisters next to you."
A row of black lines appeared on Su Huailin’s forehead. If he wanted to ask for directions, he would have done so long ago. Essentially, he was still a simple kid from the countryside. Most of the students who went to college began to dress up slowly. The seventeen-year-old Su Huailin looked at the gorgeously dressed students walking on the street, feeling both envious and a little timid.
It was not a good idea to keep searching like this. The two children's faces were flushed with heat. Su Huailin glanced and saw a man in military uniform on the side of the road. Su Huailin picked up the cloth bag hanging around his neck and walked up to him.
Before he could get close, the two kids next to him ran out one after another.
When Gu Xiaobao saw the person coming, he shouted excitedly, "Uncle Ji."
Er Gouzi also called out, "Uncle, uncle."
As soon as Ji Yu'an got out of the car, he saw Gu Xiaobao running towards him, and Er Gouzi followed behind him with his short legs, snorting and sneering.
Ji Yuan stood next to the car door with his legs together, holding a small gift box in his right hand. He responded to the two children but his eyes were fixed on the boy.
He just returned home today. His grandmother, Old Lady Ji, knew that Su Nianmei was in military training, so she insisted that he deliver the gift to Su Nianmei.
Unexpectedly, I met the child I saw in the countryside before.
In the middle of the day, the boy was holding a watermelon in a bag in his arms. His hair, wet with sweat, stuck to his forehead. He looked particularly docile. He was holding two children in his left and right hands.
Ji Yuan sat in the car for a long time, watching the three people pass by his car for the third time, before he straightened his clothes and got out of the car.
"Where are you going?"
"We are going to look for mom with uncle."
"Uncle?" Ji Yu'an raised his voice at the end, a little surprised. Is this person Su Nianmei's younger brother?
Ji Yuan glanced at Su Huailin and said, "Let's go."
Su Huailin blinked and said "hmm", with a hint of suppressed smile on his face.
Ji Yu'an only then realized that the kid had just taken advantage of him.
——
Su's father and mother in the room were extremely anxious.
Su's mother sat on the bed. She was a bit aggressive before, but now she was quiet. She whispered in Su's father's ear, "What should we do about Su Nianmei's kid now? Didn't you hear the young man who brought us here say that if her family finds us, we will have to go to jail."
Father Su had a pipe in his mouth, with smoke rings rising up in circles. His face was covered in white mist. He looked at Mother Su and didn't speak for a long time.
Seeing her old man remain silent, Su's mother got angry. She snatched the cigarette from Su's father's mouth and threw it on the ground with a loud bang, "Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! All you know is to smoke!"
"If your mother hadn't insisted on bringing the baby back home, we wouldn't have ended up like this!"
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