13 September 2002.

"Dad, I'm full. Han Nuowei put down his chopsticks, pulled a tissue from the tissue box, and wiped his mouth.

Han Mengchang, who was wearing an apron, hurriedly walked to the door of the kitchen, "There is also pork rib soup, don't you wait?" ”

Han Nuowei shook his head, "You can just leave me a little, and I'll come back tomorrow to drink." As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and added, "I told Cuong that I would go to his house in the evening to review, I would help him with English, and he would help me with math." ”

Han Mengchang hesitated for a moment, "Then, why don't I bring you some soup first, and you two can have a supper when you are hungry when you review at night." ”

"Forget it, if it spills on the road, it will be too much trouble to get into the bag. With that, Han Nuowei walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and began to wash his hair.

Han Mengchang sighed, he really wanted his son to finish the soup before leaving, but he didn't want his son to feel reluctant. He glanced at the sky outside the window, and made sure that it would not rain, so he swallowed back the words "remember to bring an umbrella".

Han Nuowei dried his hair, wiped a little gel, he grabbed a hairstyle that he was very satisfied with in the mirror, and then walked to the living room and said to Han Mengchang, "Dad, help me take a look." ”

Han Mengchang cleaned up the table without raising his head and said, "It's good-looking." ”

Han Nuowei couldn't cry or laugh: "I didn't ask if you look good." He waited for his father to look up before pointing to the back of his head, "Help me see if the hair on the back of the back is curling?"

Han Mengchang showed a surprised expression, "How could it be like this?" Seeing Han Nuowei hurriedly rushing into the bathroom, he laughed, "Tease you, it's very handsome, it's similar to me." ”

Han Nuowei walked out of the bathroom in a huff, "I really don't understand, how can you be a political teacher." He glanced at Han Mengchang with a little playfulness, "The political teacher in our class can't laugh at all, let alone tease us." He grimaced as he put a bag of amber in his bag, "If only you had such a good sense of humor." ”

"Go, go, go. Han Mengchang brought all the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, "You don't pat me on the back, what do you say." ”

Han Nuowei laughed twice embarrassedly, "Dad, give me some money, I've been eating Ah Qiang for lunch for the past two days." ”

"Didn't you just give you fifty last week?

"No, I told you, I bought reference books for English and math, and then I ran out of money. ”

Han Mengchang walked out of the kitchen, lifted his apron, and rummaged through his pants pockets, "How much do you want?"

Han Nuowei scratched his head, "Is there a hundred?" Han Mengchang turned out all the banknotes in his pocket, put them on the dining table, and then sorted them out, "I have more than sixty yuan here." He left two coins and pushed the rest in front of his son, "You take these first, I'll go to the hospital to see your mother in the evening, I heard that I miscalculated the cost of medicine, I will refund a little money to me, you come back tomorrow, I will give you money." He picked up the rag and began to wipe the table, "By the way, Tao can't pay you yet?"

Han Nuowei shook his head, "I'm not just about to bring him this batch of processed amber, I guess the money is about to be settled." ”

"Then you go to Tao's house first, and then go to Ah Qiang? This is the opposite direction, the distance is a bit far, do you want to ride a bicycle?"

"Don't ride, it's too much of a toss, the neighbors on Cuong's side are a bit miscellaneous, in case the car is lost. As he spoke, he picked up two twenty dollars and one ten dollars, "Then I'll go, Dad." ”

Han Mengchang turned around and walked into the kitchen, "Be careful on the road." ”

Han Nuowei grinned and grabbed his schoolbag and ran out of the door, "Got it!" He ran fast, and when the word "la" was spoken, the person had already arrived outside the door.

In Hancheng in September, the summer color is just right. In the flower beds on the side of the road, the rose-pink drunken butterfly flowers are shy and timid. The evening breeze blows, and the sweet fragrance of flowers sweeps delicately across people's faces like silk. In the distance, my child was practicing, and the triangular plum on the balcony was dancing in the wind, and a few bright red sepals floated down and landed on the clean street, like the faint shading on a postcard.

Han Nuowei took a deep breath, and his steps became more and more brisk. This was the first time he went to his girlfriend Tao Baihe's house to spend the night, and he couldn't restrain the pounding heartbeat along the way.

Tao Baihe is his first love, and he is also the person he cares about and appreciates the most. Because, in Han Nuowei's view, only Tao Baihe can truly understand him and love him, which is more important than anything else.

For as long as Han Nuo can remember, he has been moving around with his parents, and it was not until he was seven years old that the family settled down in Hancheng. Since childhood, Han Nuowei has known that he is different from others. To others, his appearance was rather strange: his eyebrows were thick and long, as if someone had knocked over the inkstone, and his eyes, though not small, were not black or brown, but strangely bright gold. This made Han Nuowei very distressed, and sometimes, he just stared ahead in a daze, or glanced at it unconsciously, but it was unsettling. Fortunately, he has a tall and straight nose bridge and a well-defined chin, if you ignore the strange pupils, then he can still be regarded as a little handsome guy. Unfortunately, in order not to cause gossip, eventually, when he was four years old, he was persuaded by his parents to put on a heavy dark flat glass, which made him look clumsy and old-fashioned.

The first time Han Nuowei heard words complimenting his eyes was in the amber shop where he worked.

Although Hancheng is a small border town, it is quite wealthy, because Myanmar is just across the border with a staggering amount of amber deposits. The vendors sold Hancheng's daily necessities to foreign countries and brought back various amber rough stones. Among these vendors, the most successful is the nimble Tao Can. His amber shop grew bigger and bigger, and seeing that there were not enough people, he recruited some new people. Among them, there is Han Nuowei, who works part-time.

In this year, Tao Baihe, Tao's only daughter, had just graduated from college and returned home, planning to take the postgraduate examination. When Tao Baihe is bored, she will go around the store to see if there are any crafts or jewelry she likes, and by the way, look at the handsome young guys who help in the store.

The first time they met, Han Nuowei fell in front of Tao Baihe.

That day, Han Nuowei went to the bookstore to buy a bunch of amber carving albums according to Tao Fu's instructions. The album was piled up as high as a hill, blocking his view, and he pushed the door open sideways, and as soon as he turned to enter the store, he bumped into Tao Baihe, who was sitting at the counter and intently observing a piece of worm. Tao Baihe exclaimed, so frightened that Han Nuowei fell to the ground with a book.

His slightly larger glasses rolled right down to Tao Baihe's feet.

Han Nuowei was extremely embarrassed, he really didn't want strangers to see his eyes, especially a young girl.

"Are you a half-breed?" was the first thing Tao Baihe said to Han Nuowei.

"Ah, I'm not, I'm from Hancheng. Han Nuowei lowered his head and said.

"Then you must have a half-breed in your family. Tao Baihe's style of speaking is very arbitrary, and his tone is also very determined. She picked up her glasses and handed them to Han Nuowei, but her eyes kept following Han Nuowei's face.

Han Nuowei shook his head and quickly took his glasses and put them on. He squatted on the ground, while cleaning up the scattered picture albums, while secretly observing Tao Baihe: slender and thin, with a round face and big eyes, and exquisite makeup. She wears a pair of narrow-rimmed glasses, a red suit, and a minimalist bag on her arm, which makes her look completely different from the girls who dyed their hair messily and wore exaggerated flatform shoes.

I don't know why, Han Nuowei felt his heart beat faster.

"Your eyes are like half-breeds, which is cool. This was the last sentence Tao Baihe said to Han Nuowei before leaving that day, and it was also a sentence that made Han Nuowei feel love at first sight.

Almost logically, they were together. Although "sister and brother love" was not popular at that time, the two young people who were in love with each other still fell in love happily, of course, secretly together. After all, Tao Baihe's proud father could not agree to her marrying this boy who had no future, not to mention that Han Nuowei was only seventeen years old.

"Don't think about it so much, just have fun. Whenever Han Nuowei was worried, Tao Baihe would always say this, her expression was like the first time she saw Han Nuowei, undoubtedly.

Although Tao Baihe is stubborn and willful, his first love is so beautiful that Han Nuowei is intoxicated, and he feels that as long as he can hug Tao Baihe, then his concession is worth it.

He listened to Tao Baihe's words, cut off his long bangs, took off his heavy dark glasses, and began to face and accept his specialness with his chest held high.

To Han Nuowei's surprise, the outside world did not react to his change that made him uncomfortable. - His parents did not object to him taking off his glasses, and several of his female classmates handed him love letters with red faces.

The ringtone of the short message on his mobile phone interrupted Han Nuowei's memory, and he quickly took out his mobile phone. It was a short message from Tao Baihe, only four short words, "Two, four, five, one." ”

Knowing that it was the unlocking code of the Tao family's gate, it had no other meaning, but Han Nuowei couldn't help but laugh. It is said that Tao can't go to the field for three days this time, and it is rare for him to be with his lover for such a long time, and he feels sweet in his heart when he thinks about it.

Han Nuowei walked into a flower shop and bought a small bouquet of flowers for forty-eight yuan. He counted six red roses in the middle, dotted with pink and purple moons, and white stars interspersed among them, making the whole bouquet look sweet and romantic.

Han Nuowei held the flowers, feeling that the pedestrians on the road were smiling at him, he was a little embarrassed, so he hid the flowers behind him and quickened his pace at the same time.

A few minutes later, Han Nuowei came to the door of Tao's house, and he silently recited the unlocking code and opened the door of Tao's house. Although he had not been able to come to Tao's house a few times before, he had come and gone in a hurry every time, but this time he came on a date, which made him feel excited and excited.

"Xiao Wei!" In front of the maid Lin Ma, Tao Baihe rushed over without hesitation and hugged Han Nuowei's neck tightly.

Although Han Nuowei had already had intimate contact with his lover, it was all in private, and it was the first time he was so intimate in front of a third person, which made his face flush to his neck, and he was so nervous that he didn't know what to do. He embarrassedly pulled the light purple shirt on his body, which was a gift from Tao Baihe to him for Qixi Festival, and it was also his favorite piece of clothing.

He plucked up his courage and handed the flower hidden behind him to Tao Baihe, "Give it to you!"

Tao Baihe held the flowers, and complained, "Why do you buy flowers, it's so cheesy." Having said that, her face was full of sweetness that could not be concealed.

She handed the flowers to Mother Lin, who took them, smiled knowingly, and then turned to serve tea.

Tao Baihe took Han Nuowei's hand, jumped step by step, and pulled it all the way to the third floor, her room.

As soon as the door was closed, Han Nuowei couldn't wait to hug his lover and kiss him, the two kissed inseparably, confused, during which Tao Baihe's mobile phone rang several times, and both of them ignored it, until Mother Lin knocked on the door, "Miss, I put the tea on the table in the corridor." By the way, there's a call for you. ”

Tao Baihe broke free of Han Nuowei and shouted outside the door, "Don't care. ”

Han Nuowei was a little nervous, "Whose phone number? Could it be your father?"

Tao Baihe said disapprerovingly: "No, my dad won't kill me for a serial call, this is a friend of my dad, I guess I can't find my dad, so he came to harass me and ignore him." ”

At this time, Tao Baihe's mobile phone rang again as if it had a sense.

Han Nuowei hesitated for a moment, "Otherwise, you better take it, it's not appropriate to let the elders wait like this." ”

Tao Baihe burst out laughing, "Who said that my father's friend must be an elder." She stretched out her slender fingers and gently drew circles around Han Nuowei's neck, "I'll go take a bath first, you wait for me." ”

Han Nuowei reluctantly said, "Can I go in with you?"

Tao Baihe pursed his lips, "I still have to remove my makeup, don't make trouble, just wait." ”

Seeing that his lover was so insistent, Han Nuowei had no choice but to give in, "Then you hurry up, okay?"

Tao Baihe blinked, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." She pushed open the bathroom door, "Otherwise, you go to the study on the first floor to play for a while, my dad has a lot of books, you can kill some time." ”

Although Tao can't be a businessman, he is quite good and elegant, the area of the study is not small, and there are book walls on three sides. The dark chestnut wooden cabinet was filled with all kinds of books, and the top floor almost touched the ceiling, and one had to climb a ladder to get it.

It was the first time Han Nuowei had seen such a pompous study, and he couldn't help but be curious, and climbed the ladder to see what kind of books were placed on the high place.

Tao Fufu's books are arranged in a regular manner, with one wall of philosophy and religion, one wall of literary works, and one wall full of knowledge and reference books related to amber.

Han Nuowei inadvertently saw a copy of "Marxist Studies" with a dark red cover, which was placed in the middle of the top layer of the wall of the reference book. He was stunned for a moment, and then he thought it was very funny: Tao could not be a man full of business experience, and would study Marx? Thinking like this, he pulled out the book.

The cover of the book has faded a little, and it can be seen that some years have passed, Han Nuowei turned the book over, and the back was printed with "January 1984 first edition".

But to Han's surprise, the inside pages of the book were so new, almost as if they had never been read before. About three-quarters of the inside page is a beautifully carved wooden bookmark.

"A book with an old cover but a new inside page, is it true that this book is often taken out but never read?" Han Nuowei looked curiously at the empty space of the wooden cabinet, but saw nothing. He thought about it for a moment, and then he reached in and groped for it. Within seconds, he felt a circular bump. In an instant, various movie clips flashed back in his mind, and he took a deep breath and pressed down hard. He heard a sudden "click" from under his feet, and when he turned his head, he saw a square basement on the ground.

The basement is embedded in the middle of three book walls, with a spiraling staircase on one side. The stairs were clean and obviously used regularly.

"What are you doing?" Tao Baihe's voice suddenly sounded.