Passers-by in each other's lives
(Small Theater) Torture ~ Moon
Three years, more than a thousand days and nights, it's still scary just thinking about it. Qiyue, you have to persevere, you have to control yourself, you have to stay in school, you have to endure it, don't miss home.
"Are you Lan Qiyue's parents? Please come to the school to pick her up." This was the call from Qiyue's class teacher Xiao Xiao to Lan's father.
Father Lan hung up the phone and drove to the city 100 kilometers away to pick up Qi Yue and take her home. He was familiar with the road, but this was the first time he needed to pick her up.
It was winter, snowy, and the roads were slippery. Worried about Lan's father, his brother-in-law drove to pick him up. Also in the car was Qiyue's sister, who was pregnant with her nephew.
Qiyue, ah, Qiyue, you are still really disobedient.
After picking up Qi Yue, Mr. Lan didn't say anything. He accompanied Qi Yue back to the dormitory to get clothes, said hello to the teacher, and then went home.
"Teacher, do you think I can go home if I jump off the building?" Qi Yue said this after sitting in the office for half an hour. It was the only sentence she said during this evening study session.
"I, a grown man, had to turn around and wipe my tears before comforting a female student. These were big tears, these beautiful eyes, and they kept crying. I didn't know why, but I was also sad."
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Lan Damei said as she walked into the door of the wealthy family: "Sister, you are in that private room, I am here to pick you up."
Qi Yue hurriedly stopped him: "No, wait at the door, I'll be out soon."
It would be bad if he saw this scene and caused trouble without knowing the truth. Let's let today's story end here and now.
Before he finished speaking, Lin Lei lowered his head. No one saw his expression at that moment, but all the students present understood that this was a story that would never end, a story that was simply about one person unwilling to accept and the other unwilling to face it. Two people who should never have met in the first place, yet somehow they did. If these two people, two people who were so well-matched in everyone's eyes, were together, they would surely be blessed by the entire class! Well, if they weren't together, then they could only wish each other well.
Fate is predestined. If you are together, we bless you. If you are not together, we wish you the best.
Qi Yue hung up the phone and looked at everyone apologetically: "I'm sorry, everyone, my brother is here to pick us up, we have to go back, I'm so sorry. You guys have had a great time, I'll excuse myself for now."
As he spoke, he dressed his nephew, picked up his own clothes and walked out, leaving behind a lonely figure, squatting for a long time.
Just as Qi Yue stood up, Lin Lei stretched out his hand, but stopped when he was about to touch Qi Yue's fingertips.
"Yeah, what qualifications do I have?"
After leaving, they went to the bar. Qiyue was about to pay the bill when Fang Zhou, who had just escorted Qiyue out, stopped them and rushed to pay. Qiyue was reluctant. Fang Zhou's name was grand, and he was also a generous person. When they were in school, he often paid for their classmates. But no one is the same boy anymore. Just because they didn't care back then doesn't mean they won't remember it. After growing up, they can't be as unscrupulous as they were in their childhood. Otherwise, their growth would be too invisible. Rather than saying that Qiyue has grown up, it's better to say that Qiyue has become more clear-headed. Although they are classmates, when it comes to money, Qiyue likes to be clear and doesn't like to take advantage of others. After all, it's not easy for us to just start out in society.
On the way home, the street lights were exceptionally bright, and the falling snowflakes were dyed to be particularly shining.
Qi Yue said nothing. The two men, one big and one small, held hands and tactfully asked no questions. They just went home quietly.
Not long after Qiyue left, Lin Lei also left. Xiaoxiao patted his shoulder, feeling both helpless and comforted. In Xiaoxiao's eyes, Lin Lei's back looked as if he had lost his last bit of strength, wandering soullessly, unsure of his whereabouts and destination.
Walking on the empty streets, the snowflakes drifting from the sky echoed Lin Lei's mood. He stretched out his hand, and a snowflake fell. He muttered to himself, "If we can get wet in the snow together one day, we can grow old together in this life."
A tear fell from my left eye, "It turns out tears really are salty."
After returning home, Lin Lei lay on the bed with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
"When did we start to be like two parallel lines? Yes, parallel lines. Math class representative, can you tell me, it started from that day? Although eight out of ten things in life are not satisfactory, why does my life always seem to be unsatisfactory? When I was in junior high school, my parents separated, and at that time I felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. Fortunately, I still had pen pals to help me share some of the burden. Even if they didn't know the whole situation, they were still with me. How come in the end, we can't see each other anymore? If we can't be lovers, can we still be friends? At worst, classmates are fine. Lan Qiyue, Lan Qiyue, did I commit an unforgivable crime with you? Why am I sentenced to life imprisonment, and there is no reduction in sentence? If it is really an unforgivable crime, can you imprison me for life? I voluntarily draw a line within your sight and do not ask for pardon."
He sat up, took his phone, opened the familiar interface, tapped his fingers busily, and then looked at the screen quietly.
A drunken streak can dispel a thousand worries, but after getting drunk so many times, the worries did not subside at all, but became even worse.
"I know we won't have another chance. But I really miss you. I have a lot to say to you, and I only want to say it to you."
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The message you sent has been rejected by the recipient.
"I was young and naive. I met the best person but it was not the right time. I am afraid of losing you and don't want to torture myself anymore. It is enough for me to be a friend and watch you from afar."
Time has changed not only me but also us.
"My nephew is here, come in quickly." Father Lan greeted them warmly when he saw a group of people coming in.
Lan Qiyue, Lan Yuezhi and the little nephew all walked into the hall together. After a walk around, Lan Damei went home. The reason was very simple. The nephew did not value his uncle as much as he valued his aunt. On the contrary, the two were always at loggerheads and always disliked each other. In order to avoid seeing this nephew who hated him, Lan Yuezhi said hello to his elders after completing the escort mission, drank a bottle of drink and went home.
Before leaving, she didn't forget to say: "Sister, I'll see you off this time, so I can rest at home."
"Look how sensible my nephew is. Be careful on the road. Send a message to your sister when you get home."
"Auntie, I'm already a grown-up. Look at how big and strong I am. I'm lucky I don't rob others."
“No matter how old you are, you are still a child in front of us.”
After Lan Yuezhi left, Lan's mother walked towards the bedroom, saying that she wanted to make the bed for her grandson.
"Grandma, I'm not the little grandson, I'm the eldest grandson." The little nephew came in front of Lan's mother, stared at her with eyes wide open and said seriously.
"Yes, grandson, look at my grandson."
The Lan father and daughter and the eldest grandson were left in the hall. The sound of firecrackers came one after another outside the window, and the little nephew in the house kept talking and making a lot of noise.
Suddenly, he saw the unsorted milk on the ground. He turned around and sat down with his uncle to divide it up. One of them had a childlike face, the other a face full of vicissitudes. One was the morning sun, the other the evening sun. As expected, the old and the young, watching this scene, Qi Yue felt a pang of sadness.
"My father seems to have lost some weight compared to before. If there really are gods and Buddhas, could time slow down, illnesses be reduced, and my father live longer? I cherish our father-daughter relationship, so could I spend more time with him? Is that right? As long as I don't grow up, you won't age. If that's the case, then I never want to grow up."
"Dad, it's late. Go and have some rest. I'll play with him."
Qi Yue helped Lan's father up and turned to walk towards the bedroom.
"Uncle, if you don't want to divide them, I'll take them all. I've put them all in my bag and I'll take them away tomorrow."
Father Lan said without looking back: "Okay, okay, take all the eldest grandsons away, they are all yours."
Mother Lan came out and said, "The bed is made. Go to sleep, my great grandson," with a look of doting in her eyes.
"Aunt, I'm hungry." His eyes were bright and his tone was firm.
"You're hungry? How could you be hungry? You ate a lot at dinner. Just now at the KTV, you were the only one who kept eating. When you were wiping your tears, you even ate a bag of potato chips. You're not hungry. You saw the pasta I bought, and you're greedy."
Qi Yue unreservedly exposed her nephew's actions. She knew all his tricks, especially his little tricks, well, since they were always hanging out together during the holidays. And don't forget, in front of an excellent children's art teacher, petty tricks are nothing.
Lan's mother naturally agreed with her daughter's words, but what about children? They should always be loved and pampered. After listening, she went to the kitchen to get busy. In a short while, the fragrant tomato pasta was cooked: "Yueyue, if you want to eat, go to the kitchen yourself. There is more in the pot. I will give it to my eldest grandson first."
Just as Qi Yue came out of the kitchen, she heard, "Great uncle, yes, she was crying, and she pulled my aunt, but I pushed her away."
The little nephew spoke very convincingly, and Mother Lan listened attentively.
Qi Yue hurriedly walked to the dining table and said nervously, "You little kid, what are you talking about?"
Qi Yue was obviously a little embarrassed at this time, because Qi Yue's parents knew about this person, but there was no follow-up.
Qiyue was like that. Whatever she wanted to forget, or what she couldn't forget, she would always hide deep in her heart, not wanting anyone to find out. Whatever she could say would always be heard. However, this little nephew had always been very expressive, and whatever he said was always well-founded. Not only could he describe 80% of the story, he would also add some embellishments and polish it up.
"I'm not saying anything nonsense. This is what happened. This uncle followed me around the house while I was singing. He kept looking at me and talking to me. He even cried on me. My mom put on new pants for me."
"You don't have to go if you're wearing new pants. Why did you insist on going? And then you came back and complained about this and that."
Mother Lan listened with great interest and continued to ask, "Grandson, what else do you know? Tell your great uncle, do you know the name of that uncle?"
"Mom, you believe what a six-year-old child said."
Mother Lan looked at Qi Yue, who looked nervous. "Our eldest grandson is not a six-year-old child. He understands everything we say. He's better than you. You can't learn anything, let alone understand what you say."
Qi Yue saw that Lan's mother was listening intently and kept asking questions. Fortunately, the six-year-old child was still young and remembered everything, but the person didn't match. Naturally, Lan's mother didn't take it seriously. After eating, Qi Yue took her nephew to wash up, and then quickly pulled the child back to the bedroom, for fear that if they stayed any longer, he would remember something and tell everything. After all, there was no need to let parents know about someone they would never see again. If the past was brought up, it would be another scene.
The child was tired after playing all day, so he lay down and fell asleep in a short while.
Through the gap in the curtains, she could see the streetlight shining brightly on the quilt. In the darkness, where she could only vaguely see her fingers, Qi Yue stretched out her hand, as if trying to grasp something, but she grabbed nothing but empty air.
From this moment on, this reaching out seemed to become an action that Qi Yue herself did not notice, an action that was always unclear and had no specific meaning.
Dudu
"Boss, I'm fine. I didn't drink too much. Don't worry..."
"Boss, I'm not texting you for anything else. I just want you to know that I really may never forget you in my life. I'm sincere. Maybe I always say these things after drinking, and it seems like I'm joking with you..."
"You have your own problems. I explained everything very clearly in middle school, but you just kept making excuses. It's the same now, with vague answers..."
"Do you think we will have a story?"
Qi Yue looked at her sleeping nephew. Fortunately, she did not wake him up, otherwise it would be difficult to coax him to sleep again.
After reading the message, Qi Yue skillfully opened the mobile phone interface, WeChat - blocked; phone number - blacklist.
Isn’t the moon very bright today? Why can’t it shine into my heart?
“Yeah, will we still have a story?”
This is the third year of nine years, and we have once again become passers-by in each other's lives.
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