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Requesting Wang Anyi's works "Rain, Rustle" and other Wenwen series novels

Rain, rustling

Wang Anyi

It was raining lightly. People waiting for the last bus retreated under the eaves facing the street. A well-dressed girl did not move. She took out a folding umbrella from her small handbag and held it up. The street lamp illuminates the peacock feather pattern on the umbrella, making it look like a peacock with its tail spread. Wenwen didn't move, just wrapped her head with a long white scarf. This seems a bit rustic. Some fashionable girls in Shanghai already wear woolen hats on their curly hair. However, Wenwen didn't care and stood calmly beside "Peacock Girl", not avoiding this sharp contrast at all. The classmates who returned to Shanghai from the countryside quickly permed their hair and put on high heels. When they saw Wenwen, they would say: "You don't like to be beautiful." And Wenwen would immediately ask: "Who said that?" She doesn't admit it.

Two yellow car lights lit up in the distance, and the bus was coming. The people taking shelter from the rain walked out of the eaves and waited by the roadside. The "Peacock Girl" also put away the "screen". But Wenwen took two steps back hesitantly, as if she was hesitating whether to get in the car.

The car was getting closer and closer, and the female conductor’s voice announcing the station was clearly heard from the wireless microphone on the car. It was a deep sleepy voice. People rushed to the car impatiently, and then followed the car back, which was still moving slowly. In fact, the bus is quite empty and everyone can get on. But late at night, my desire to go home became very urgent. Only when you step into the car can you be sure of returning home. Wenwen couldn't help but take two steps towards the car door. A drop of cold rain hit her forehead, and Wenwen stopped in her tracks.

"Hey, can't you get on?" The voice was obviously shouting to Wenwen, because she was the only one on the station. Wenwen came to her senses, took a step forward, lifted her feet and was about to get in the car when another large drop of rain hit her forehead. The raindrops were heavy and flowed down the bridge of her nose. It was raining, just like the rain that night. Wenwen put away her feet and stepped back. There was only a "chi-bang!" sound, and the car door closed and drove away. "Crazy!" was the dissatisfied voice of the conductor. In this silent rainy night, through the extremely sensitive loudspeaker, it was as if the whole world heard it, and it caused an echo in Wenwen's heart.

"Crazy! Am I crazy?" Wenwen wrote to herself. Standing alone on the suddenly silent road, I couldn't help but shrink my neck when I thought that I had to walk seven stops to get home, and that the night would get deeper and deeper, and the rain would get heavier and heavier. But she was not very upset. A strange thought arose in her mind: Maybe he would appear in front of her, wearing a raincoat and riding a bicycle... Didn't he say: "As long as you encounter difficulties, such as rain and no car, Yes, someone will definitely appear in front of you." After saying that, he stepped on the bicycle and flew out. The spinning steel bars of the wheels reflected two dazzling circles of light on the rain-washed road. Who should appear in front of you now? Wenwen couldn't imagine any other image except him.

The raindrops were very thin and dense, falling on the ground with a gentle rustling sound. Wenwen tightened her scarf, put her hands deeply into her coat pockets, and walked in the direction of the bus. Two bicycles came from behind and flew away, disappearing in the mist in the blink of an eye. It was raining, and everyone was rushing back, but she——

"Am I crazy?" Wenwen asked herself again in her heart, and she slowed down. But what's the remedy? Forget it, let’s go! Anyway, the last train has left, so there is really nothing we can do. Yes, there is nothing we can do, it’s the same as last time. How did you get "off duty" last time? Ah, I remembered, it was Lao Ai who was talking to her, and it was suddenly too late. Lao Ai is Wenwen's workshop director, and she is also a kind old aunt. She likes Wenwen, and Wenwen's mother particularly trusts Lao Ai. People say that old Aihe Wenwen is destined. Lao Ai introduced Wenwen to a boyfriend named Yan, who was a college student who enrolled after the reform of the college entrance examination system. Mother said to Wenwen: "We can understand each other." Wenwen said softly: "Why should we understand?" Mother hesitated and said: "For love." Wenwen said softly: "Love is not like this.

"She always felt that this kind of love with an introducer was a bit funny. They were ready to start, and only heard a signal gun: contact - understanding - marriage. Alas, Wenwen was filled with so many beautiful fantasies about love! Brother! Said: "A white cloud flies down from the sky, a red sail floats on the sea, a magical prince reaches out to you - this is your love." "Wenwen didn't admit or deny her brother's sarcasm, she just moved the corner of her mouth. She didn't know whether love was white clouds or red sails. But she was sure that love was more beautiful and better than these. Whether it was on the sea or on the sea. The horizon. She believes that it is always there, waiting for her. Love is a transparent painting in her heart, a silent song. It is the supreme beauty, boundless beauty, and indispensable. Without it, this beauty would have been gradually faded by the weather. However, it cannot be replaced by a signal gun. Wenwen shook her hand firmly.

My brother said again: "A white cloud flew down from the sky, and a red sail floated on the sea..." Before Wenwen could move her lips, he speeded up, raised his voice and continued: "The ship is entering the port, in Wusong The entrance must be inspected, and those with unknown origins cannot enter Shanghai Port. Without a household registration, the prince had no food rations, cloth stamps, white sugar, soap and soy products. Be realistic, Wenwen! "This 70th class college student in the Department of Marine Biology studied for one year, engaged in a "revolution" for four years, and after working on a farm for a year, he was assigned to teach music in a middle school - God knows. Now, he often worries that he doesn't have good seafood to play with. His cooking skills may be the remnants of his past hobby and profession.

After hearing this, my mother said three words seriously: "Crazy!" "And Wenwen burst out laughing. She laughed, but she laughed helplessly and bitterly, as if she was laughing at her own past. Comrade Xiao Yan seemed to be a self-respecting person, and he did not bother him shamelessly. Wenwen, this also won Wenwen's favor. She really hesitated, but she stayed in the hesitant stage for too long, and she didn't give a confirmation when she handed over the shift that night. Ella held Wenwen in the locker room and said, "I watched that kid grow up. "After she finished narrating her life story, Wenwen ran out of the factory gate and headed straight to the station, but the last train ran away with a beep. It started to rain again...

And now Same, it started to fall on Wenwen's forehead one drop at a time, and then it kept falling. The "rustling" sound was like someone whispering.

Wenwen. Her forehead was wet, and a cold drop of water dropped. She stuck out her tongue to catch the drop of water, and before she knew it, Wenwen asked herself again: "I am crazy." Already? ""No! "She quickly denied it. He might come, when people don't expect it, when people are almost desperate. Just like that day -

That day, Wenwen ran towards the car The car shouted: “Wait! "Then she spread her legs and chased. In fact, she knew very well that the speed of her legs and the car was very different, but she still chased. This was the only effort she could make. People never give up hope so easily. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, She chased her desperately, but it was hopeless. A bicycle overtook her, but she was still chased by the car, and she shouted "Wait a minute" again, which sounded so late at night! Desperate and pitiful. The car drove further and further away, but the bicycle turned back. On the empty road, this "wait" could be considered as a greeting to Wenwen. , stopped.

“No, no, I didn’t call you. " Wenwen shook her hand, looking at the taillights of the car that slowly disappeared, and then subconsciously looked up at the sky with a sullen face.

"You can also take my car. "said the cyclist. He was wearing a poncho, and the rain hat covered the upper half of his face, but he could feel that he was a young man.

"Take your car? "Wenwen's eyes lit up, but they only flickered for a moment. She immediately became alert. Could this be a boring entanglement? She shook her head, "No! "

"It doesn't matter, the traffic police is off duty. If you encounter me, look, I'm like this (he raised his left hand), you jump out of the car as soon as possible.

Wenwen liked his misunderstanding and explanation, which reassured her a little. But she still shook her head, and a few drops of water dropped from the tips of her hair. It was raining heavily, and it was raining far away. Walking seven stops was indeed a fatal thing. She couldn't help but look back at the bicycle.

The rain hat covered his eyes. He didn't see Wenwen's hesitation and urged: " Get in the car quickly, it's raining heavily. "Yes, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of "rustling" almost turned into "swishing".

"Aren't you coming? Then I'm leaving. "The man said calmly and got into the car.

"Ah, wait. "Wenwen was anxious. As soon as he left, she was the only one on the empty road, braving the rain and walking for seven stops. She didn't hesitate anymore, ran up and got on the back frame of the car decisively. .

As soon as he stepped on the pedal, the car rushed far away. Wenwen swayed and reached forward to grab the frame, but she suddenly became nervous. Who was he? Where are you taking me? Oh, Wenwen was so reckless, she screamed out: "Where are you going?" "

The sound was really too loud and too sudden, which frightened him. He slowed down and said, "Follow the car's route, wrong? "

Yes, but he is too clever, which is even more dangerous.

" Right? "He turned his head and asked, and the rain hat slipped to the back of his head.

Wenwen nodded and said nothing. She saw his eyes, which were big, bright, and clear, as if they could see with one glance. After seeing the bottom, Wenwen's nervousness relaxed a little, but she still couldn't trust this stranger, even though he had a pair of urban eyes. Humph, Wenwen shrugged slightly, what could the eyes mean? A pair of good eyes, but... Wenwen couldn't help but sigh.

The young man pedaled hard against the wind, and it seemed a bit difficult for him to lean forward with his broad shoulders. Up and down. Wenwen sat behind the broad shoulders to avoid the rain. Wenwen raised her head and looked at his back, with one thought lingering in her mind: Could he have evil intentions? He might have turned into any small alley or alley. The road was quiet and the traffic police was off duty, but he kept riding along the bright car route and had no intention of turning into a small alley or into the darkness. . He had already ridden past three stop signs. When he was riding through a street garden, he suddenly let go of the handlebars and wiped a handful of rainwater all over his head and face. He swung it right on Wenwen's face. Wen closed her eyes and lowered her head, secretly laughing at her own suspicion.

"Where do you live?" "The young man asked.

Ah, it's begun. Wenwen understood. The next step was to ask her name, and then she said as if she had known each other at first sight: "Let's meet!" "Hmph! Wenwen sneered in her heart. She had seen this before. The man in the past had a much more lyrical attack style. His first sentence was: "I seem to have seen you before. "But what happened later! Wenwen closed her eyes bitterly.

"Where is your home? Where to stop? "The young man asked again. Only then did Wenwen remember that this was not a bus, and it did not stop at the station. But she couldn't tell him his address. She only said: "Park at the third stop in front. alright. "

The young man was silent. The rain was a little lighter, but it was like beads that could not be pulled off. Even though someone was blocking it with someone's shoulder, Wenwen's coat was still soaked and her hair fell straight down. It was dripping. She simply lowered her head and closed her eyes, letting the rain fall.

“It’s so beautiful! "The young man admired gently.

What's so nice? Wenwen opened her eyes, what's going on? The rainy sky and earth turned orange, and the orange light penetrated into people's hearts. Wenwen Wen felt a gentle warmth, was she dreaming?

“Look at that street light! "The young man seemed to hear Wenwen's inner question. Ah, it turned out to be a street light. The street lights on this road are all orange. "Do you like it? ”

“Who doesn’t like it? "Wenwen said sincerely.

"Well, there are many people who don't like it. People nowadays love money. Money can buy food and clothes, how beautiful it is! This light cannot be touched or fished out.

But I always wonder, what would this road be like without it? "As he said that, he looked back at Wenwen.

"It's not just the road? "Wenwen said in her heart. At this time, she found that the bicycle had stopped and the young man got off. He quickly took off his poncho. Before Wenwen could understand, he swung the poncho into a fan shape and put it on Wenwen. I don’t know if the young man shivered when he saw the drowned rat, or the orange color of the light made him gentle.

“No! don't want! "Wenwen raised her hand to grab the poncho. But at this time, she was no longer guarded in her refusal, and she really felt sorry.

"Yes! Want it! My body is in great shape. As soon as the rain falls on my body, it dries me up immediately. Look, it's all smoking! "Really, a ray of heat rose in his head," How far is your home from the station? ”

Wenwen told him without hesitation, several roads, lanes, numbers and floors, all of them. In such a warm and orange world, all caution is unnecessary.

“Look ahead. "The young man said in a low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing a beautiful dream.

Ahead, there is a blue world. The street lights on that road are sky blue in the whole city. "I walk across it every night Here, always slow down. And you? ”

“I was so crowded in the car that I didn’t notice it. "Wenwen said honestly, feeling a little regretful in her heart.

"You will never let it go in the future. "The young man comforted Wenwen.

The car was riding very slowly, showing a sense of helplessness. However, after all, there was only one section of the road, and it passed in a short while. When I walked out of the blue sky, I suddenly felt a lot darker. , much colder. The night was deeper and quieter, and the wariness and fear that had been overcome quietly came to mind. Fortunately, Wenwen's home was in front of her. The car slowly stopped and Wenwen got off. He jumped into the car, jumped into the porch, took off his poncho, handed it to the young man, and said, "Thank you, thank you!" "When she got home, she felt at ease, relaxed, and couldn't help but become lively.

The young man was wearing a poncho. Although he was soaked, he was still in high spirits: "Thank you for what? If you don’t run into me, it will be the same if you run into others. "

"Really! "The young man said seriously, "When I was jumping in line in the countryside, I once rode a bicycle to the commune to get a job recruitment form. Only when I arrived at the commune did I find out that the quota had been taken by someone else. I was so angry that when I went back, I rolled down the dam with the person and the car. My legs were broken and I couldn't move! There is no Zhuangzi anywhere in the world, no one in sight, so I just close my eyes and do whatever I want! Suddenly, my ears close to the ground heard footsteps approaching in the distance. I wanted to see what this man looked like, but I couldn't open my eyes. I just felt that he put a piece of grass on my leg. It must be Ganoderma lucidum. I stood up immediately. "

"It's a dream. "Wenwen couldn't help but interrupt, she heard it.

"It's a dream, but this dream is really spiritual. After a while, a group of children who were cutting pig grass came and forcibly carried me to the commune hospital. ”

“Really. Whenever you encounter difficulties, such as raining or running out of cars, someone will definitely appear in front of you. "After he finished speaking, he boarded the car and disappeared without looking back.

... After passing the second stop sign, no one appeared in front of him. Wenwen couldn't help but stop, Looking around, she realized that she was too stupid. Maybe the young man was just talking casually. How could she take it seriously? Although his words were very touching, could Wenwen lose the faith she had lost in her ten years of life? Recalled by this stranger's words? Who knows whether these words are true or made up. Wenwen blames herself for being confused by these words. She should have woken up when the person sent by Baiyun Hongfan was right. When she said "we are not suitable", it was time for her to wake up.

The person sent by Baiyun Hongfan didn't know whether it came from the sky or the sea. , the sun shines on the glass, reflecting the colorful lights on him...

It was the time of "resumption of classes and revolution". Wenwen picked up her long-lost schoolbag and came to school happily. After a night of fighting, the windows without glass in the teaching building were like eyes without eyeballs. Wenwen carried her schoolbag and walked slowly towards the school gate on broken glass.

At this time, she saw him. He didn't wear a red armband and was carrying a schoolbag. What is he waiting for? Are you waiting for Wenwen? have no idea. When Wenwen walked past him, he turned around and followed Wenwen out of the school gate. He suddenly spoke:

"I think I've seen you before."

"It's the same school!" Wenwen said lightly.

"I didn't meet at school." He added.

Wenwen was confused and stopped.

"Where is it?" he thought seriously.

Wenwen was extremely confused, but she vaguely felt that she had seen it somewhere else.

"In a dream." His lips moved. I don’t know if she actually said it or Wenwen was thinking about it. Anyway, Wenwen smiled.

They met and fell in love. They don't use words to understand each other, they use their eyes. What kind of eyes are those! Sincere and profound, it contains more or less... The transparent painting has color; the silent song has melody. Wenwen devoted herself wholeheartedly to this love. She was intoxicated and forgot everything. Forgot one's own existence and the existence of time. But time is passing, and successive generations of middle school students are graduating inexplicably. He was restless, and when he received the notice from the industry and mining, he was ecstatic. Wenwen is also happy because he is no longer anxious.

Soon it was Wenwen's turn to be assigned, and everyone jumped in line. Wenwen was a little sad because she had to be separated from him. Faithful love could have made up for misfortune, but he said: "We are not suitable." This was something Wenwen never expected. Love is shattered by household registration and livelihood issues. This is too fragile. But it is absolutely true and real, much more certain than the white clouds and red sails. Wenwen didn't even have time to cry, so she boarded the train heading north. The paintings and songs in my heart were all gone, leaving only a desert. However, I don’t know when, this desert gradually turned into fertile soil. Is it because of the nourishment of the spring rain?

Ever since the spring rain, before going out in the evening, Wenwen always runs to the balcony to look down; when she comes home from work, and is more than ten steps away from here, she always stops to look down. Take a look here. I was afraid that that person would appear from the shadow of a tree or around a corner, with a sincere and loving look on his face: "We meet again!" People nowadays are cunning. They pay just to get double the return. Those eyes look very upright, but who can guarantee that?

However, the man did not show up. Ten days, twenty days, a month, he never showed up. Wenwen slowly relaxed her guard, but she still often looked down from the balcony. Maybe this has become a habit, but in this habit, there is still a little bit of expectation. Why? I don't know, maybe it's because he doesn't show up anymore. Wenwen began to think of their breakup, the few words they said before the breakup... In the recollection of her thoughts, all the tension and wariness disappeared. What shines all the time is the orange and sky blue lights.

......

Through the mist and rain, Wenwen saw the fourth stop sign. The rain stopped, the whispers of "rustling" quietly disappeared, and occasionally a water droplet slipped from the eaves and splashed on the ground. Wenwen sighed softly and put down the scarf from her head. However, hope slowly rose in her heart: maybe he expected that the rain today would not be heavy or last long. Maybe it will be next time, next time, when it really rains, when we really encounter difficulties... Alas, even Wenwen herself can't explain it. How could this hope be so immortal? This is just a beautiful fantasy of hers, and how much she trusts this fantasy! She handed over her trust to him without reservation.

That Sunday, Wenwen said to Comrade Xiao Yan, who came to visit rarely, "I have a friend." Xiao Yan left, not sad or angry. This man is genuine and not false. As long as they didn't pretend, there wouldn't be any sadness or anger when they broke up. As soon as he left, his brother who was frying fish fillets in the kitchen rushed into the room and said: "Wenwen, you are crazy! Where did you get your friends?"

Wenwen said impatiently: "Let me tell you. Yes, yes!"

My mother gently advised Wenwen: "Lao Ai knows both of you. Friends who know each other like this are more reliable."

"I have. Yes!" Wenwen raised her voice.

She recalled that under the orange light, the young man said, "This light cannot be touched or fished out."

"Ah, I know. Over there, on the sea..."

Wenwen suddenly got angry and interrupted her brother angrily: "I said you should go back to the sea. How many dreams of the sea have you had, where have they gone now? Where have they gone? Gone? Gone in the frying pan!"

The brother was choked by his sister's snatch, and his mouth was open and speechless. He wore a floral apron from his sister-in-law on top of his plush coat, which looked ridiculous. But he only froze for a short while: "This is life, life! And you are dreaming big dreams in the blue sky!" He walked up to his sister, reached out and hugged Wenwen's shoulders, and said sincerely: "You can't do it for that hazy day. Your misty fantasies have delayed your life, and you have already paid the price."

Wenwen broke away from her brother's hands, turned around, and pressed her face against the floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony. Her eyes were subconsciously on the balcony. Searching in the shadow of the trees below.

......

Several bicycles, carrying Teresa Teng's soft singing and a burst of jokes, drove up from behind. The young men each brought a girl on the back of their car, maybe they had just finished the dance. People have gone so far, but there is still a wisp of singing left on the silent road: "Good flowers don't always bloom, good times don't always last..."

Wenwen shook her head heavily, her wet short braids swaying in her hair. On the cheek. At some point, the drizzle started quietly again. There is a lot of fun in life, and it certainly includes the right to dream. Wenwen doesn't want anything else but this. Even though she had suffered for it, she still wanted it, insistently. What would life be like without it... And she vaguely but always believed that the dream would come true. Just like the orange light in front. It looked hazy and elusive, like a phantom far away. However, it does exist, shining brightly, turning the dark night into a beautiful orange color, and casting long shadows when people walk by. What would the world be like without it? What would life be like without those pursuits of career, dreams of love, and yearning for friendship and help among people?

Wenwen walked in this soft and friendly orange-yellow color. She stopped and walked, and her heart was full of expectations. Will he come? Maybe, he said: "As long as you encounter difficulties, such as rain or no car, someone will definitely appear in front of you."

"Who are you?" Wenwen said loudly in her heart asked.

"I am me." He smiled.

"Are you a dream?"

"The dream will come true."

The blue world in front of us really seems to be covered with a thin layer of The yarn looks very pure and peaceful. Wenwen walked in with a smile.

The rain fell continuously and densely, making a soft whisper of "rustling". The rain washed the road clean and bright, making the world composed of sky blue and "rust" brighter.

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