Chapter 8: The Past
There was a busy sound of "beep" in his ears, Yi Yang really hung up the phone, he hung up so resolutely, without a little hesitation, as if he was just a stranger who had nothing to say, Gu Ze watched the screen of the mobile phone turn from bright to dark, and his eyes gradually deepened......
In April, fine catkins floated outside the car window, one after another spread in the air, like white reeds all over the city. How long ago did the mind float like this, on the playground of M size, it was also in such a season when "the willows on the branches were blowing and there were few", the girl was dressed in casual clothes, her black hair hung down her shoulders, she sat under the willow tree, opened a book on the uneven stone steps next to it, and did not read, but just let the catkins fall on the pages of the book and be blown away by the wind.
"If you're like this, you still can't keep anything in the end. He couldn't help but be reminded, and hearing his voice, she looked up at him, smiling brightly, and her eyes were as bright as the jewels in the crown.
"Just wiped," she patted the stone steps next to her, motioned for him to sit down, rummaged through her bag for a while, took out a blue mask and handed it to him, "There are quite a few people in the class who are allergic to catkins, are you allergic?"
He held his forehead, how could anyone specially invite someone to come out to see the catkins, and also brought a mask to prevent the other party from being allergic, "I'm not allergic to catkins~"
"That's fine," she said, putting her mask back in her bag and chatting with him without a match, "How's it going, do you have more classes today?"
"Not much, it's the second semester of my senior year, and I'm past the days when I can't finish classes on weekends like my freshman and sophomore year. ”
She slowly turned her head and raised her eyebrows to look at him, looking bitter and hateful, "Senior, you are pulling hatred, do you know that you will make enemies on all sides?"
He suddenly remembered that she was still a freshman at that time, and the smile in her eyes became stronger, "Why, it's rare to have a free afternoon, just ask me to see catkins?"
"Look at what's wrong with the catkins, how beautiful the catkins are, you see, in Mr. Dongpo's pen, it is "the willows on the branches blow less, and there is no grass at the end of the world". "The delicate and loving thing, in He Zhu's heart, is a thing of "a Sichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and flocculents, and the plum is yellow and rainy", which has a lot of meaning, isn't it?"
He looked at her searching her stomach and reciting poems seriously, and teased him, "Okay, then I'll be here in the afternoon, listen to you promote the beauty of my classical poems of the Great Heavenly Empire, and improve my literary literacy by the way~"
"Look at who has no ink on their breasts......" he heard her mutter.
“……”。
"That's right, I'll give it to you. She turned, picked up the thick book on the stone steps beside her, and handed it to him.
He was slightly stunned, took it, and there were just two small clumps of catkins on the open page, like snow, pure and flawless, "World Famous Architecture Collection", flipped it, pure English, and collected nearly 1,000 world-famous buildings on it.
She cleared her throat and pretended to be calm, but she didn't notice a slight flush on her face, "I've always wanted to give you a gift, but I found that you don't seem to have any other hobbies except architecture, professional books, and you usually have textbooks. ”
Pick a random copy, this is the hardcover collector's edition he has been looking for for a long time! There is no library in M, even if you are lucky enough to see it in a bookstore, I am afraid it has already become a treasure of the town store, and it will not be sold casually, "Why did you give me a gift?"
"How can there be so many whys, you can send it if you want," she rubbed her hands in front of her, "Why, I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it!"
"How can anyone give something away and take it back? Seeing that she was about to snatch the book in his hand with her hand, Gu Ze's eyes were quick and he immediately held the book high in the air.
She smiled playfully, her eyebrows were bent like distant mountains and rivers, sat back in place, and took out a colored pen from her schoolbag, a bookmark with a large blue sky and white clouds printed on the front, and a bookmark with vine flowers and green alleys printed on the front, and quickly wrote a few letters of "ToArchitectGu" on the back of the book, and then put the bookmark into the first page of the book, "I never write for others easily, so I know who is so discerning that I can pick this book that makes Gu Da Architect so fond of it at a glance from the vast sea of books." ”
He looked at her almost willful and domineering behavior, and suddenly felt a softness in his heart, "Yi Yang"
"Hmm. She put the colored pencil in her bag and bowed her head in response.
"Do you have any special favorites?" has been dating for more than a semester, and he has never given her anything.
"Ah," she turned to look at him, and suddenly her eyes rolled as if she understood something, "why, you're going to give me something?"
"I'm afraid that you will recall it in the future, complaining that you found a very picky boyfriend in college, and your mentality is unbalanced, and you will take revenge on society. Gu Ze spoke slowly.
"Then you have to give me the rest of your life, there are so many things I like, you can't send them to the whole university, after I graduate, I will still take revenge on society. ”
“……”
Seeing that he was silent, she suddenly laughed, "Just kidding, I like the catkins in City A, when they fly, they look like the white reeds behind our house, before going to school, every autumn, my favorite thing is to read with my grandfather in the wool in the courtyard, so you can accompany me to see the catkins!"
For some reason, he heard a subtle sadness in her tone, "Then what was the first book you read, do you remember?"
"Of course I remember, 'The Catcher in the Rye'. ”
"You can read 'The Catcher in the Rye' at such a young age. He was slightly surprised.
"It's not the famous book "The Catcher in the Rye" by the American writer Jerome David, it's "The Catcher in the Rye", it's just the same name, published in the past four years, a collection of Chinese stories, which must be out of print now, and my grandfather read it to me word by word......" Then, she told him her favorite story in that book, a story about travel and watching, and she told it so seriously that he could listen to it.
The upside-down willow rippled in the wind around them, casting a mottled reflection, and he saw her thick long eyelashes blinking in the shadow, "Yi Yang, are you homesick?"
"No," she shook her head, "Grandpa used to nag a phrase that was politely "go with the flow and deal with it calmly", and the reality is "there are no lungs in my heart, and there is no adjustment barrier." ””
At that moment, looking at her smiling face, Gu Ze felt a little distressed about this nominal girlfriend, the first time he took the initiative to shake her hand, it was as cold as an April night, he felt her straighten her back, and then held his hand tighter.
The people who came and went in the playground became the background, and they held hands like that, watched the special "snow" for an afternoon, and only sent her back to the dormitory at night, when the pure cobalt blue was cast......
Those scenes that had been forgotten were easily evoked by a catkins, her smile, words and deeds, all appeared in his mind so clearly, Gu Ze turned on the radio, it was a hysterical tenor, switching casually, and the gentle female voice was singing, "We are strangers than strangers......"