Meeting you, missing you.

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"All my enthusiasm is dissipated in abnormal nothingness, and my writing has only a bunch of poor memories. L, if I should meet you, why is it so short? If this is a long wait, should I continue? I am more sad than dead. "

This year, I wandered aimlessly in the streets of X city. It was already cold winter, and there were not many people coming and going in the street. The light of the road just passed lit up with a bang, and then the whole city was like oil flowers boiling in a hot pot, floating without seeing the bottom of the pot. Ye Zi kicked off the curb, wrapped her coat tightly, turned left, turned into a deep alley, and was swallowed up by the thick night.

1、

"Hey, hey, how did you write me like this? Am I so retarded? And why is your composition score higher than mine? " I almost growled at assists.

"Well, I don't know. If you can't write well, don't rely on others. " Ye Zitou said without looking up. He picked up his newspaper. The topic of this Chinese exam is "My deskmate", and deskmate is unlimited. Ye Zi was too lazy to recall, so she took him as a model and gave him a close-up nearby. Unexpectedly, his composition got the highest score in the class, which made him very angry. Look at his composition again. It's just so-so. He wrote that once upon a time in America, a male deskmate, the whole Guan Gong was alive. It is difficult for him to know how to do anything for his brother at an early age.

"Hey-hey-"Suddenly, L laughed out loud, and his eyes were not so big, which was not good. This guy doesn't know what to do.

"Hey, does this bitch mean Zhao X?" It was discovered by him, so assists a cool sneer at a track.

"So what, you tell her."

"Well, well, of course I won't do that. I just remembered five copybooks next week," he said, giving him a look of what you can do. Ye gave him a look, and he froze his little success with disdain.

"Zhao x, is like this. Someone-"before Liu Yifei say that finish, leaf hurried back, all the panic broke out in an instant. "That's enough!" Ye grabbed L's pencil box and slapped it on the table, which startled the students around him. Suddenly, L and Zhao X froze and grabbed the paper back.

"Nothing. It's just that he wants to tell you that his composition score is higher than yours. " Ye Zi laughs like a summer flower. Leaves this skill makes "fool" L depressed, but Zhao X is called a bitch for a reason, "L, why! Score is higher than me, you don't look at yourself-"omit 200 words.

Alas, a person's ears are red with scolding, and he never dares to look back and confront Zhao X for more than 10 second.

2、

It's always been like this in my mind. I often flash these clips sporadically, and the street lamp in the alley is broken again. How many times! Leaves can't help but complain that it's hard to walk in high heels, but the corners of your mouth are still upturned, just for the victory of a small battle in your memory just now? This may be a way to deceive yourself. After graduation, I jumped up and down in the society, ups and downs, wandering in different cities. Finally, I returned to my hometown, X City, just to prove that the growth process is actually a point that can't be bypassed, just like a castle peak that can't be covered.

I remember the title of the composition was "Hey, that boy". First of all, Korean novels were not popular at that time, and I didn't even know what love novels looked like. This is just a natural and simple description. Unexpectedly, Mr. Liu scored a high score and was very happy when writing this composition, because L was originally a person full of comedy cells: he would seize Ye Zi's small handle to threaten "red fruit", but he often made himself worse; He will play practical jokes with Ye Zi, but in the end, he will be chased and beaten, and Ye Zi will become an audience in the theater. He will stick the curriculum with his booger (don't call it disgusting, not only that, the curriculum is stuck in his pencil box); He will talk to Ye Zi and be punished by the computer teachers, who can't stand it and have no reason to stand it any longer. In the English reading contest of the whole class, he took out three incense-burning and pleasing ink refills because the leaves represented their group on the stage, and was beaten by the left and right sides. The funniest thing is that Ms. Song named her school. As a result, they won the last place in the group and were despised by the whole class. Haha-the leaves smiled gently.

The first day in my impression soon ended. Ye's grades were always better than L's, which made him very angry. Ye likes to see him angry, which is beyond simplicity.

"L, 92 points" The math teacher handed out papers on the platform. As soon as I heard his name, he looked at the leaves proudly and ran up.

"Why, your paper hasn't been sent yet?" He pretended to be worried, but he was proud. In fact, the leaves are so nervous that their palms are sweating and their hearts are uneasy, but she still refuses to show weakness.

"What are you proud of? I'm not as tall as you, okay? "

Suddenly, the math teacher shouted a historic sentence, "Ye Zi, 100". This time, L was dumbfounded, while assists were quite surprised. Just now, she cursed damn again in her mind, but she changed at this moment. Even if you don't believe it, the whole person forgot to take the paper on the podium. However, when I stepped onto the platform, I looked up and saw the teacher looking pleased. Ye's steps are firm. In the eyes of the whole class, she is unnatural and her ears are red. L grabbed the paper, full of surprise and doubt, and then looked at his paper one by one to see if there were any mistakes. Ye gave him a contemptuous "cut".

"Ha ha, you are wrong." He shouted like a treasure. The leaves stuck their heads out and patted him on the head.

"Your eyesight has a problem! Write together, "he suddenly lost his breath, much like a defeated rooster.

But leaves, leaves, why were you afraid at that time? Are you not confident? Are you afraid of losing 100 vanity? Still afraid of losing face? What does it matter if you really can't get full marks? Is it really that important? Maybe Ye Zi has always been a child, a coward who doesn't know how to deal with failures and setbacks, and a coward who can only escape from reality.

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Back to my nest, the leaves trembled coldly. The kitchen is cold, the bedroom is cold and the living room is cold. Then time froze and stayed on the children whose leaves refused to grow up.

Take off your scarf and press the answering machine.

The first message: Daughter, remember to put on more clothes when it's cold. Come back when you are free, and mom will make you delicious soup.

The second message: I know your phone number through your colleague, so you are really a leaf I know. For three years in high school, I have been sitting in front of you, your silent efforts and your obscurity, but I always feel that there is a clear spring-like gas field behind me, which makes me feel as comfortable as diving in a depressed science class. Ye Zi, I know your story with L, but please allow me to be by your side and wait for you quietly. I'll see you after work this Friday.

The third message has a silence of nearly 5 minutes, a long silence, just like the whole third grade, indifference and alienation between each other. "I'm back," Ye suddenly lost his mind and burst into tears. The whole room smelled like onions, pungent and choking. The so-called sadness is such a smell. All the efforts and waiting are just for this sentence. Is it because Ye is stubborn or she refuses to grow up and change? Just like Oscar in Tin Drum, she will always be like a child.

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A few years ago, Ye, who was discharged from the army and returned to X City, faced a cold society in panic and fear, and frustration and powerlessness were inevitable. That year, Ye Zi's best friend got married and married a doctor. Nurses and doctors are a perfect match. Watching my best friend tie the knot, being held by the groom, the smiling flowers trembled and the leaves envied, so the amount of alcohol practiced in the army made the leaves have a place to use.

"Ha ha, the groom, I propose a toast to you. Oh,no. How can you drink red wine? Don't fool me, Bai, for Bai? " Ye Zi hissed, and the students next to him stood up to fill the groom. "Goo goo-"assists poured a full glass of white wine into his own cup.

The drunken leaves vomited in the hotel bathroom, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up. She walked out of the hotel holding the wall and looked back. The happy little woman in the hall, with a clear leaf, realized that she was on her own.

Pushing open the door of the hotel, the Spring Festival is coming soon, and the streets are covered with lanterns and colorful decorations. There is a dumpling restaurant on the corner in front of the hotel, which enjoys a good reputation. It was opened by several elder sisters in Henan. Dumplings have thin skin and delicious soup. After vomiting, Ye felt uncomfortable with an empty stomach. She ordered ten steamed buns with shepherd's purse, but when she took the first bite, her stomach was in a state of turmoil. What happened? Not as good as before she left. Sister-in-law is still busy in the kitchen. The heat in the bowl rises, conjuring up countless past events, and there is no familiar smiling face on the opposite table. The steam stuns the mascara of the leaves, and there are two lines of tears on the pale face. There is a deep sadness in the leaves, which makes their delicate makeup wet.

5、

Ye Zi refused to use her mobile phone. She stubbornly left her home phone number to others and joked that she didn't want to waste the answering machine. Anyway, she stays in three places every day: the apartment, the library and the newspaper. After returning to X city, she seldom mentioned her experience as a soldier with others. It's not that she doesn't want to mention anything unpleasant, but that being a soldier is not a very special thing.

She has a column in the newspaper, and she writes stories about eat drink man woman every week, which makes her feel a little numb. But after a long time, there are some regular readers. Every Friday afternoon, Mr. Ye always receives a letter from Z, claiming to be her high school classmate and telling some high school stories consciously or unconsciously. Ye smelled something between the lines, but she didn't want to pursue too much. After all, she is fine now, and there are no waves, which is enough.

The classroom in No.4 Middle School 1 Class (14) is a little crowded because there are more than 60 people, and the leaves are in the penultimate row in the middle group. If you look at her from the back door, there is a "knowledgeable" fat man and a cynical rascal sitting in front. Whenever rascal Zhu begins to tell stories about his mixed society, these two rows are always the most lively. It seems that everyone is a good baby.

"Zhu X, have you really been here before?" Ye asked a little naively.

"Hey, I'm still hanging around. Are you interested? " He replied proudly, and it was good to be asked.

"So you really had a lot of girlfriends before?"

"Hey, you don't have to believe in Lao Tzu's charm, but don't despise Lao Tzu's sexual ability, okay?"

"............", the leaves are speechless and sweaty. At this time, the fat man next to him gave him a white look and threw out a word "stallion".

Just as they were fighting with each other, Ye felt a sense of loss. This scene is so familiar that she seems to have a natural effort to sow discord. Once upon a time, I was chased and beaten by the boy behind him. At this moment, Zhang Ruixin is next to the leaf, looking at the letter in his hand happily. On the envelope on the desk, there is a font that leaves are familiar with. Leaves stare at it quietly and recite the line by heart: Class L, Grade One, No.1 Middle School in X City (14). Look at Zhang Ruixin, who also comes from his own class. Happiness is clearly written on his face. The heart of the leaves tightened inch by inch, and finally I couldn't help but blur my eyes.

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It's Friday again. Ye Zi tidied up the messy letters on the desk, and then looked at his watch. Time to go to the library. When I walked out of the newspaper, I found it was snowing. It should have snowed for a long time. A thin layer of snow gradually accumulated on the road. The thick leaf scarf makes her look like a Middle Eastern woman, wearing gloves. P4 has a cheerful song. It is a downhill road from the newspaper office to the library. The leaves trot, and the mood is inexplicable. Turn left, a big hand pulls her and gives her a hug directly. The leaves smell strange.

"I said I would come to see you today, and I can't allow myself to wait any longer. I am afraid of losing you. " He hugged the leaves tightly and shouted in ecstasy. Leaves didn't break free, just looking at the man in shock, travel-stained, slightly gaunt, the silent one in the answering machine, which is about to be replaced by the man holding leaves.

"Let me go!" The leaves are almost roaring, and the depressed L still stands quietly not far away, covered with snow, and the leaves are a little tight.

"I won't let you go." Z seems to notice who is behind him, but he still won't let go. Ye Mengzi stepped on Z's foot and struggled in his arms. Z still suffers from pain, but his hands are getting tighter and tighter in his hair band. I turned to leave at this time.

“L！ You coward, why did you tell me when you came back? Why did you come to me? Since you came to me, why did you leave now! " The leaves shouted at the back of L.

Ye Zi buried her head in Z's arms and cried. Suddenly, her arm was yanked, and then Z was punched.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and Z collapses in the corner, covered with snow. It's me He held her hand tightly, running all the way. The tears in the corner of Ye Zi's eyes have not dried yet, but he is full of joy. He looked at the man running to the left, with a firm and thin side face, serious and persistent, and all the waiting was beautiful in this heavy snow.

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"Are you really going to Paris?" Assists looking at Zhang Ruixin sitting opposite leisurely drinking coffee. She really wants to know whether this first love of L has made up her mind to leave.

"Don't worry, I don't know anything. You should understand that Paris is more important to a painter than a person. "Zhang Ruixin put out the cigarette butts in his hand, spit out a few smoke turn. She was charming and hopeless in the smoke. Is this the woman I love deeply? It turns out that what I have struggled to maintain for many years is an illusion.

"That you come back with L this time? Since you love each other, why did he choose me! "

"You don't need to know this. You just need to know that L belongs to you in the future. " Say that finish, she stood up and shook the dust. The indifference in her eyes didn't disappear because of the weather outside. The leaves watched her drift away through the window, and she was inexplicably reluctant.

In the library, Ye Zi is holding a pile of books and putting them back. The salary of this part-time job is not high, but it also satisfies Ye Zi's desire to interact with words. Unconsciously, there was only one book left, on the top of the bookshelf, and the small ladder was gone. It has been left for a long time.

"I'll come", a tall figure appeared and helped her put away the book easily. Ye looked up and said thank you to him. At first glance, it is Z. Ye who has never heard from him since that day.

"How have you been recently?" Leaves handed him a cup of barley tea and asked.

"Not good, because it was dropped by PK before it started," he said with a little ridicule.

"I'm sorry," the leaf whispered, looking at the cup. I don't seem so relaxed in my heart.

"I'm not here to hear you say I'm sorry. Actually, it's all my fault. I have been afraid to act. I'm afraid you don't even know who I am, so I've been writing to you, hoping you can remember. But when I got up the courage to find you, I missed you. It's all my fault. " He looked at the calm and gentle girl in front of him, the girl who had been waiting. In the final analysis, it was all his own illusion.

"Z, there are some things, some people, we missed a lifetime. Because we are not brave, persistent, cowardly and selfish, we would rather miss some happiness we already have, choose memories and choose the past. Because the present moment of our life is unstable, unreliable and full of variables. So this is not your fault, we are all wrong, but it will not change. " Ye looked him straight in the eye and said simply, with these words, Ye seemed to suddenly realize and make up his mind.

8、

1 of "pa", a slap in L's face, and the leaves were surprised that they would slap L, but he was really noisy and always quarreled with the boys behind him. L was also dumbfounded and puzzling. The students around were dumbfounded and the leaves blushed.

"Hey, what are you doing? You are sick. You wait. " L gradually woke up and shouted at assists.

"Whoops-"Ye Zipa pretended to cry at his desk, but secretly smiled. I was a little flustered when he heard crying. "Please, I was beaten, just like I bullied you." He cried in grievance.

"Sloppy", Ye Zi laughed out loud, and L suddenly felt cheated. At this time, the school bell rang, Ye Zi grimaced, picked up the schoolbag and flew away, leaving L standing there like a fool.

Looking at the sleeping big boy L in the bedroom, the leaves bowed their heads and stirred the white rice porridge in the pot, and the faint aroma came. Others say that Ye's right palm print is broken and it hurts to hit people, but Ye really wants to follow the clear vein of the past, look at the running figure, ask him if it hurts, and ask him if he still remembers her. The window is white, and the leaves know that they and I will be quiet and peaceful.