Watermelon Popsicle and Jujube Yogurt

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In the midsummer of June, the golden sunshine falls on the sparkling water, cicadas sing hysterically, and frogs croak by the stone bridge. I lay on the warm grass, bathed in sunshine and squinted. A cool breeze blew, mixed with grass and flowers.

Unknown petals fell on my nose and I couldn't help sneezing. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw this handsome little boy in front of me, and the golden sunshine kissed his hair. He smirked at me happily: "Look how high my kite flies!" " "His eyes were bent with laughter, and he opened a row of neat little baby teeth, pointing to the" eagle "under the blue sky and white clouds.

I couldn't take my eyes off, got up from the grass and ran to him at a brisk pace. I want to see his clear eyes like spring water and the beautiful smiling face outline printed in the sun.

"Sister Mo, Sister Mo." The familiar voice sounded, and I turned my head and saw Xia running towards me from a distance. Her chubby cheeks trembled slightly with the pace like a squirrel, and her finely chopped short hair on her forehead fluttered in the wind like dandelions.

I was surprised, as if I had foreseen something. Looking back, the little boy was gone.

I woke up suddenly, opened my eyes and found that Xia's big face in front of me almost occupied half of my sight. His mouth was slightly open, his saliva was still hanging in the air, and the book under it was wet. I held my messy head, looked at my numb and red arm, and fell asleep at my desk before I could react. The scene just now was another dream.

Somehow, I suddenly got angry, kicked his ass with my legs, and swore, "I'm bored in summer!" " "

Xia woke up with a start, rubbed her hazy eyes and looked at me with bitterness on her cheeks: "What's the matter? Sister Rong? "

I was so angry that I frowned and shouted at him, "Don't call me Sister Rong!" "

I think the name thing must be explained. The day I was born was April Fool's Day in 1 year, which was the first joke that fate played on me. Then, two days before the full moon, I was successfully played by fate. 1On April 28th, 998, Princess Zhu Huan became popular all over the country, and Sister Rong, a villain deeply rooted in people's hearts, was almost like me in silence. Up to now, for eighteen years, I have endured the "pain" and "torture" that Sister Rong brought me because of her name.

Xia was a follower when he was a child, five months younger than me. I was a head shorter than me in primary school, fleshy. When I run, I look like a ball. I always drag two slugs and call me "silent sister". I touch his broken hair and call him "little fatty"

The development of adolescence is a terrible thing. His height is rising like bamboo, and soon he is taller than me by a head, and his posture is becoming more and more slender. And my height seems to be under the spell, but my weight is not integrated with it, and I am still going up. Looking at the numbers on the weighing scale is shocking, and I can only hate clothes that I can't wear.

Now, it's his turn to touch my broken hair and call me "Fat Mommy". Then I yell, "Xia Zhao Zhao!"

"I dreamed again." I told him nervously. "It's the fourth time."

"It's your old lover's dream again." Able to shrug off, he stretched his neck and twisted it, and his bones made a "quack" sound.

Two months ago, when I first told him my dream, he also seriously analyzed it with me.

"That is to say, the second time you dreamed that we were playing by an unknown lake when we were young, and then you saw a little boy flying a kite."

"Yes, yes!" I nodded like garlic.

"Then I called you, and you woke up, affecting the appointment, and you were angry?" His left hand stroked his chin thoughtfully.

I gave him a white look: "I am serious now, can I be serious?"

"Remember the movie myth of Jackie Chan that we went to see in elementary school?" I cleared my throat to explain.

"Well, I remember."

"The scene that Jack dreamed many times is the love story of General Meng Ke and Princess Yushu in previous lives. So I think that during this time, I have repeatedly dreamed that the boy holding a kite in the warm afternoon sun may be my lover in my last life, and I want to find him. "

I crossed my fingers and looked at the distance devoutly, and I could even feel my heart agitated by surging. I closed my eyes with a smile, looking forward to the fabulous love story that is about to happen to me, and shouted, "I must find him."

Summer Zhao Zhao put his hand on his throat and vomited blood at me. For a long time, I finally returned to normal under the deterrent of my supercilious eyes.

"Silently." He thought for a moment, as if he didn't want to hurt my fragile girl's heart. "But at the end of the movie, Jack was not with Princess Yushu! This is just a movie. Why are you so serious? Besides, like Cowherd and Weaver Girl, Liang Zhu and Chang 'e Hou Yi, most fairy love stories can't be complete. Don't fantasize that myths will happen to you, go and wash and sleep! "

"no!"

I shook my head proudly, not going to continue this topic with an ignorant person like him. This is a sacred and beautiful dream in my heart, and I won't allow anyone to defile it.

I must find him. I vowed to stand up and take a step forward, looking up at the sky at 45 degrees, with firm eyes. Leave him a desolate figure, I believe he can feel my stubbornness from my desolate figure.

When I kicked him for the fourth time, he shrugged his eyes, touched his injured ass and took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind: "You should find that lake and take care of it on your brother Zhao."

Xia took the brush and turned her finger smartly: "Go ahead! Sister Mammy, tell me in detail the layout, people, time, place, scenery, direction of the sun, etc. The picture you dreamed. There is no picture I can't draw, and there is no case I can't solve! "

He gave me an evil smile, and I only felt a chill climb up my back and got goose bumps.

"At noon that day, the sun was shining, the flowers on the lake smiled at me, and the birds on the tree said it was early …" I said at sixes and sevens.

He gave me a sidelong glance with a faint contempt in his eyes: "menstruation, please remember your dream, find your old boyfriend and fulfill your wish." Then, give me a safe nap! I just don't want to be woken up by others. "

I scratched my ears and cheeks irritably, hoping to "scratch the ground with my head" and try to recall that illusory dream. After waking up, the clear scenes seem to have been filtered, leaving only a little hazy and hidden beauty in my mind.

I opened my mouth and found that I couldn't spit another word, so I had to give up.

The next day, after school, he stood downstairs in my dormitory waiting for me. He was wearing a brown trench coat, his hands were casually inserted in the pockets of jeans, his body leaned against the edge of his bike, his eyes were deep, he looked at the distance and thought he was handsome.

Seeing me, I made another circle and waved: "Sister Rong! Sister Rong! Here! " The curious eyes of the students around me frequently come to me, and I can't wait to get into the gap.

"Why?" I gave him an angry look.

"Find your old lover!"

? "Really?" My eyes glowed, so excited that I grabbed his shoulder and shook it desperately.

It was just a spring day, and the plane trees on both sides of the road were flourishing. A few naughty sparrows stopped on the shabby low house and spread their wings in the distance.

By the lake, my thoughts had already drifted away. I was staring at him when he got off the bus. He waved in front of me: "I know I am handsome, but don't look at me so affectionately." He shook his hair in the wind and made me look at the sky.

I walked down and found that he took me to a lake, but it was surrounded by weeds, covered with duckweeds, and there were some dead fish floating on it, which smelled bad.

I covered my nose and asked him in disgust, "Why did you bring me here?"

"This is the lake we used to play when we were young. Dreams are real and illusory. The park you dreamed of must have been shot from somewhere in your real life. Don't you remember this place? "

I tried to recall, trying to intercept some useful fragments from my memory, but my fallen scene was very different from my memory, so I shook my head helplessly.

He waved his hand, gesticulated vividly, and his words were impassioned: "Before, there were no weeds here, it was a meadow, and you often sat here in the sun;" Originally, there were two buttonwood trees with swings, but unfortunately they were cut down later; The water in the lake used to be very clear, and goldfish swam around in it. You also like to grab my bread and tear it off to feed the fish. "

I am like a patient with amnesia, and I am being treated by him.

The memory of some fragments in the years seems to be revived. I tried to combine it with my dream, but in the end I found it was in vain.

He rubbed my head and smiled at me like a big brother. "It doesn't matter. Take your time. You will find it. Go to eat first. "

This is not right! Obviously I am older than him!

It was getting late, and he took me on a bicycle and sped along the path. The afterglow of dusk fell on his face from the gap of ginkgo leaves, casting clear light and shadow.

I remembered that kid who liked to follow me ten years ago and pestered me to eat watermelon-flavored popsicles at the entrance of the village, so I rode him all over the street. His chubby little hand clutched my clothes tightly and said softly, "Sister Silent, it's your turn to take me to buy my watermelon-flavored popsicle. When I grow up, it's my turn to take you to buy your favorite jujube yogurt. "

I don't believe it, so I turned around and smiled at him: "Boy."

In the evening, he and I were in the wonton restaurant, smiling stupidly face to face.

He licked the watermelon-flavored popsicle, and I unscrewed the bottle cap and habitually licked the yogurt on it. Pure milk is mixed with the flavor of red dates, just like ten years ago.

Everything seems to be yesterday, when it was a joke, but I didn't expect him to remember it.

"Two bowls of fresh pork wonton are coming!" Aunt Li's heroic voice interrupted my thoughts, and the green onions in the bowl aroused my appetite and made my mouth water.

Xia Zhao Zhao chewed the wonton in his mouth and vaguely said to me, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

The night before I went to college, like a glimpse of fate in advance, I dreamed of that boy again.

The next morning, the boy sitting in front of me turned his head, his eyes drooped, his eyebrows were moist as water, and he held out his hand: "Hello, I'm Lin Chuhe."

My heart trembled for no reason, dreams came to me like waves, and some sleeping senses in my soul woke up.

Hidden in the depths of the undercurrent, a vague scene emerges from the soul film generate. His eyebrows and eyes are so familiar. It seems that after drinking Meng Po Tang, I finally recovered my memory and my heart was pounding.

I murmured, "Hello, I'm Rong Silent."

He was stunned for a long time, and then smiled clearly: "Silent, your name is really beautiful."

I frowned reflexively, but looking at his sincere eyes, I believe he meant no harm.

In the following days, I slowly tried to get close to him, testing from time to time: "Did you fly kites by the beautiful lake when you were a child?"

"By the lake?" He scratched his head and answered my question seriously: "When I was a child, I went to many parks with lakes to fly kites. What do you mean? "

I was a little depressed, bulging my cheeks, and took a few sips of the cup of red jujube yogurt that Xia handed me this morning.

"But I have some photos of my childhood at home, or I'll take you to see them."

"good!" I stood up excitedly, stumbled, and accidentally bumped into the table. The yogurt on the table was crumbling. "Kuang!" "1, the ground became milky white.

On weekends, the sun is just right. Lin Chuhe carried me behind his back, and his bike rushed down one downhill after another. His white shirt blew in my face with the wind, and I smelled mint.

His home is clean and tidy. He opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of yogurt and handed it to me. He said softly, "Look, you like yogurt very much. Here you are. "

"Thank you." I looked down, it was chocolate. I nodded to him politely and took it, not wanting to disappoint his kindness.

My heart is in another person's mind, and I think of summer.

Eight years ago, on the day when he moved from the countryside to the town, I cried and pouted at my brother like a spoiled brat: "You said you would take me to eat popsicles and drink yogurt, but you didn't keep your word."

At that time, he was not tall enough for me. He patted me on the head with his fleshy little hand: "You can come to my house! There are more flavors of yogurt to choose from, and you can also taste pineapples and strawberries ... "

Hearing the sound of "wow", I cried even harder: "I don't want it! Those are not as delicious as the jujube yogurt in the country! "

Later, I went to many big cities and tasted many other flavors of yogurt. I found that other flavors are actually quite delicious, but every time I drink jujube yogurt in the country, there are no tears in my eyes.

Lin Chuhe opened the drawer, pulled out the yellowed photo album at the bottom and turned it over to me page by page. I watched Lin Chuhe in the photo grow into a handsome guy from birth, and suddenly his heart became so soft, as if he had participated in his previous life.

The appearance of the last photo, the picture above is very similar to the scene in my dream. The calm heart is restless and keeps my feelings in my heart for a long time, like finding the past and meeting it. The heartbeat of the prelude is pulling my heart.

Some dreams make people feel very real and shocking. When they wake up, they only remember the familiar feeling, but they don't remember the man's face. But at this time, I once again felt the cicada singing in my memory, the warm and warm wind, and the lovely little boy in the sun showed a childlike smile to himself: "Look at my kite."

I can't help crying.

I found Lin Chuhe's hand on my back and patted me gently to comfort me.

He leaned against my ear, breathing close at hand, and his breathing made my neck itch a little. Then I heard his rustling voice: "I like you."

I was in a trance, but what flashed through my mind was Xia's heartless smile. I nodded when I was tied up, but at that moment, I felt very lost.

Lin Chuhe is a boy who loves life. Almost every weekend, he will take me to every different lake to see the scenery. We sat on the grass, and he looked at the carefree child playing in front of us, while I always looked at his eyebrows in a daze. His deep eyes are like water. Every time he looks at me, it seems to bring me back to the beautiful dream of that day.

When eating every day, Lin Chuhe always puts yogurt with various flavors intimately. I have long been accustomed to other flavors of yogurt, but every time I lick the bottle cap, I will habitually aim at the opposite side and quietly look at Lin Chuhe. I always feel that something is missing.

It suddenly occurred to me that I haven't seen Xia for a long time, and what disappeared with him was the jujube yogurt he prepared on my desk every day.

I called Xia several times, but he didn't reply, just like he disappeared out of thin air. I can't help but panic. I searched all the classrooms, basketball courts and canteens where he might appear, but I couldn't find him. Finally, I quietly escaped from my aunt's sharp sight and found Xia with a beard in the dormitory.

"Xia Zhao Zhao!" I crossed my waist, picked up the shelf and taught people, yelling at him. He looked back at me indifferently, as if he saw an insignificant person, and then turned a deaf ear to continue playing games.

My motivation suddenly halved.

His roommate looked at me for a long time, broke the embarrassment and said meaningfully, "Zhaozhao is lovelorn."

"Lovelorn?" I was thinking about it when the next sentence blurted out: "He hasn't been in love, how could he lose it?"

He stood up, bloated, with dim eyes and messy hair, which was completely out of tune with the sunny boy I knew a month ago who loved sports.

What can I do for you? His voice is hoarse, and when he opens his mouth, the air is filled with alcohol.

"Why didn't you answer my phone?"

"I didn't see it." The short and indifferent answer made me shudder. I obediently closed my mouth and walked away with a faint feeling.

I don't know how to ask him many questions that have been kept in my stomach, and my heart is fragmented.

I want to ask him where the jujube yogurt goes every day. I want to ask him if he can accompany me downstairs to eat wonton; I want to see him sitting opposite licking popsicles, while I suck yogurt contentedly.

But these words stopped at the tip of my tongue, and a villain jumped out and accused me of righteousness: now that you have Lin Chuhe, why are you so half-hearted?

It was already winter before I knew it, and it began to snow outside. I pushed open the dormitory door, cold air poured into my chest and snowflakes ran into my neck. I shivered.

Passing by the canteen downstairs, I saw the popsicles in the freezer, and my brain was hot, so I bought a dozen at once. Squatting by the frozen lake, licking one by one, much like the protagonist of lovelorn in TV series, pouring cans of beer into his stomach.

When Lin Chuhe found me, my tongue was stuck on the popsicle. I stuck out my tongue and looked at him piteously. He giggled and quickly poured warm water on my frostbitten tongue.

He rubbed my hand, which was red with cold, put my hand in his warm pocket and looked at me carefully, passing my eyebrows inch by inch. Every time I met his eyes, I fled timidly.

"Why are you sitting outside in such a cold day? If you want to go out to play, you can ask me to take you! " His voice is soft and gentle, as if to comfort a child who is not sensible.

"hmm." My voice growled and agreed in a low voice.

He picked up the popsicle bag on the ground and looked at it. He was a little puzzled and cocked his head: "You like to eat watermelon-flavored popsicles. Why haven't I heard you say it before? "

I didn't answer. I bowed my head and tore open the package of the next popsicle, regardless of my frostbitten tongue, and stuffed it into my mouth. He cut off my hand halfway, took the popsicle from my hand and stuffed it in his mouth.

I looked at him in surprise, and he took a small bite and slowly approached me. A warm big hand holds up my face, and he is getting closer and closer with a faint breath of mint. Before I could react, a warm and moist lip touched my mouth, and the sugar water melted from the watermelon-flavored popsicle also flowed into my mouth. My chest was beating violently, my hands hung stiffly, and blood rushed to my head, flowing from my face to my ears.

"If you like to eat, I will accompany you to eat later. Don't frostbite your tongue. " He smiled at me, his eyes full of tenderness.

I savored the residual watermelon flavor in my mouth, but tears rolled down my cheeks. I buried my head deep in my knees, which made Lin Chuhe feel at a loss.

"I'm sorry, silently."

"Silence, I'm sorry."

No, I want to look up and tell him that I don't blame you.

I'll never understand who my restless heart is pounding for. At the moment when my first kiss was taken away, I saw Xia's face.

The weather is getting warmer and warmer, and I feel that spring is advancing step by step. The sky is drizzling and ticking. I am walking on a quiet stone road, and the silence is broken by the ringing of my mobile phone.

"hello?" It's the voice of Lin Chuhe, whom I haven't seen for a long time.

"Silently, can you come out? I'll wait for you at the coffee shop. " As always, gentleness will always wash away my infinite guilt for him.

I held an umbrella and looked at the tall boy sitting in the glass. The warm orange light fell on him. He turned to look at me with a smile in his eyes, which were as bright and shining as when I first met him. I can't help recalling that haunting dream, as if it had already disappeared in my memory.

"Silence, I'm sorry." His extremely serious face scares me a little.

I don't blame you. I don't understand. I thought he was still upset about the kiss he made that day.

"No," he said, taking out a photo. I saw it at his house, and it was very imaginative in my dream.

The second time I saw it, I was not as excited as I was at the beginning.

He said slowly, "This photo is not true at all. It was synthesized by computer in summer. "

"Computer? Synthetic? Xia Zhao Zhao? "

"He knows that the dream you said is the lake where you played when you were a child, and that I am very similar to the boy in your dream that day, so he used my previous photos to synthesize the previous photos of the lake. One day, Xia came to me and said that she hoped I could help you realize your wish. "

"But, believe me, silently, I liked you the first time I saw you." There is sincerity in his eyes.

"No, it's impossible." I frowned, shook my head hard, and my brain spun rapidly: how could he guess that my dream was the lake, and how could he know that Lin Chuhe in my dream looked like a boy?

"Silently." Lin Chuhe lowered his head, a little choked in his tone, and slowly raised his head. I saw his red eyes. "I thought this photo was my ticket to your heart, but later I found that I have been wandering outside your heart. It's not me who lives inside, is it?"

"I'm sorry." I lowered my eyes and dared not look at him. I clutched the spoon tightly and stirred the coffee, stirring up the dense heat. Finally, I got up the courage to look up and I saw the tears in his eyes.

When I came out of the coffee shop, my mind was in a mess. When I came out, I found that I didn't know who had the umbrella. I hesitated, strode out, ran on the school road in the forest, and accidentally stepped on a puddle on the ground, splashing one after another like a problem knocked over in my mind. The past is like smoke, vividly stuck in my chest, and every breath touches my heart. I can't stop, I can't extricate myself. I just want to find Xia and ask him face to face.

When I went to his dormitory, I was soaked to the skin, my hair was dripping with water, and the edge of the long white dress was covered with mud. His state is much better than the last time I saw him. His shaved face was white and clean, and he put on a clean sportswear. When he saw me, he was throwing the beer bottles on the ground into the trash can.

"quietly? What's the matter with you? Did that boy Lin Chuhe bully you? He can assure me that he will take good care of you. " He looked at me anxiously and quickly found a coat to put on my trembling body.

"Take care of me as long as you take care of me!" I shouted at him angrily.

"what!" Summer Zhao Zhao looked up in surprise and looked at me strangely.

"That photo is fake?"

"He told you? I, I just want to help you. " He is always eloquent and stuttering.

"How do you know the dream scene? How do I know that this photo will evoke memories in my dreams? "

"Because I found that when you saw the lake scenery, when you looked at Linchu River, the light in your eyes flashed, but it was dim." He patted me on the head a little proudly: "I know you very well!" " "

I watched his mouth slightly rise, as if I saw the boy who always showed off in front of me.

"What's wrong with you some time ago! I thought you were leaving me! "

"How?" He scratched his head foolishly and smiled shyly.

"Haven't you ever been in love? Who is the girlfriend? " I pretended to be a gossip, but in fact I was looking forward to staring at him intently, expecting the imaginary answer he said.

He didn't answer directly. He reached out and stroked my hair gently, grinning with big white teeth: "Fat Mammy, you said I would take care of you in the future, and don't think about any old lovers, okay?"

"Very good." I pursed my lips and smiled. My heart seems to have stepped on a huge marshmallow and suddenly became so soft, just like eating a rich toffee, and the fragrance reached my heart.

I remembered the year when I was seven years old. After watching the movie Myth, when I was young, I cried because the ending was regrettable. Xia carefully pulled my skirt and asked me seriously, "If I were your lover, would you wait for me for so long?"

I glanced at him disdainfully out of the corner of my eye and punched him in the face: "Dream!" "

He looked at me seriously and said solemnly, "If I were you, I would wait for you for so long."

I looked at him, startled, and then shook my head: "boy."

In the wonton shop downstairs, the opposite nerd is like the chopped green onion soup cooked in the pot next to him, muttering stupidly, but in my opinion, he passed by in the afternoon and didn't mean to touch my heart.

I couldn't help smiling and squinting.

No matter how beautiful the myth is, it can't compare with us sitting here licking watermelon-flavored popsicles, tasting yogurt in our mouths, the sweet taste of familiar red dates and yogurt, and the steaming wonton aroma.

He reached out and wiped the yogurt off my mouth.

I heard Aunt Li's familiar voice: "Two bowls of fresh pork wonton are coming!"

I was moved to tears.