On my way to the cultural center today, I heard the song "Lonely Northern Hemisphere" again, a familiar melody that is still tinged with a hint of sadness, just like when I first heard it more than ten years ago. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info I was still in junior high school at that time, and I liked Jay Chou madly, listening to his songs with a repeater every day, and rarely listening to other songs, this one is one of the exceptions.

At that time, it was the age of the first love, and I had a crush on her, but I didn't dare to confess. One night, I heard this song in the house where I lived in the town outside of school, and in the dim light, the whole town was already asleep, and I listened quietly to the cacophony of tapes. This song has a faint sense of longing, and I like the line the most: "The tide of the Pacific Ocean rotates back and forth with the earth, and I will wait patiently to welcome you to the shore at any time." ”

That's when Internet songs began to appear, which were popular songs of the year, and there were also "Mice Love Rice", "Two Butterflies", "Lilacs" and the like, which were often played on the speakers of Internet cafes, and people were still playing games like "Maplestory" and "Bubble Hall".

But at that time, she and I already had some hazy feelings for each other, and we would often play together, and we had a group of people who didn't go home on Saturday and Sunday holidays, like my best friend Tao, and a few art students such as Nan, Hui, and Juan, and a group of us went to the Internet café to surf the Internet. The most frequented is the Huangsha Internet Café, in addition to the Comet Internet Café, and there is a small Internet café run by the disabled. In a group of people, I seemed to have a telepathy with her, and sometimes when everyone was talking and laughing, I would unconsciously turn my head to look at her and find that she was also looking at me in the crowd, so we shyly avoided each other's gaze.

When we surf the Internet, I like to open a double bubble hall, she and I sit on a machine to play together, I can smell her hair, sometimes touch her hand, sometimes we look at each other, and quickly shift our eyes to the screen, two hearts fluttering, fingers pressed randomly, and each other's bubbles are blown up without knowing.

Sometimes we weren't together, we were each sitting on the same machine, and she would send me a message on QQ, which was still the QQ2004 version at that time, and the login was extremely slow, and it took a minute or two to wait. I just applied for QQ, and a few people were added to the list, and her avatar was a little blue-haired girl that came with the system, and what I wanted to see the most was that the blue-haired girl jumped happily and sent me a message on her behalf. We may be sitting next door, and the rest of my friends are sitting on the machine around us, but they don't know that she and I are secretly messaging.

The virtual Internet is like another paradise, which is easier to interact with than in reality. For me at that time, the Internet represents QQ and Bubble Hall, the time spent online is happy, and I need to use pocket money to rush members, which is hard-won, and every minute is worth cherishing. Her online name at that time was "Ah Q", and my online name was "Passing by Uncle's House", which is a lyric in Jay Chou's "Split", which is my favorite song. However, at that time, it was popular to hang QQ to rise to the sun, and it was often stolen, so I memorized her QQ number, so that I wouldn't lose her.

When I'm not on the Internet, it's easy for me to find her, the town is so small, just two streets, walk for a while to the end, I can often meet her on the road. Sometimes we go home, come to school on Sunday, I don't know where she is, my heart is empty, I will go to each Internet café to walk around, see if she is on the Internet, sometimes I will also turn on a machine, go on QQ to see if she has left me a message, and then play "Bubble Hall" for a while, but without her by my side, my skills plummeted, and I didn't have much mind to play, so I had to hurriedly go offline to school, because I must see her during the evening self-study, and she sat in the first row.

Sometimes on Saturdays and Sundays, the sky was overcast and the wind was blowing, and I didn't find her, so I walked alone in that town, and the video store on the street was playing Stefanie Sun's "Meet", which was a song that was perfect for listening to on a cloudy day. I went to school from the barren mountain road next to the town, and a market was being built next to the path, but the progress was very slow, and often no one started work, so quietly, I stepped on the barren grass alone to go to the school to find her. There are still some people at the school during the holidays, and there are often a few classmates playing basketball in the playground. Sometimes I will meet Fengzi who is a grade higher than me, he also likes Jay Chou very much, wears that kind of wide hip-hop clothes, plays basketball and only pursues handsome movements, it doesn't matter if he scores goals or not, he is a very chic teenager. He also called me last month, saying he had been divorced for a few years and was now alone with his children.

Walking through the green alley next to the basketball court, I entered one of the school's gardens, deep within which was our classroom. We are the only top class in the whole grade, and the classroom is not in the school building, but in an elegant and quiet garden, next to the barren mountains and the football field. In the classroom on Saturdays and Sundays, there are often only a few people studying, and they play songs on the repeater while writing homework. I was the first person in the class to listen to Jay Chou's songs, at first everyone didn't like his songs, but after listening to it for a long time, everyone liked it inexplicably, his songs are like this, I didn't feel anything at first, but after listening to it over and over again, you will find the charm.

I like the two tapes of "Octave Space" and "Ye Huimei" the most, which are Jay Chou's two most classic albums, almost the songs written by Jay Chou at my current age. Among them, "Split", "Back to the Past", and "Peninsula Iron Box" are the most suitable songs to listen to on a cloudy day, while "Sunny Day" and "Garden Fair" are songs that are suitable to listen to on a sunny day. It was a pleasure to write homework in the midst of that beautiful melody. Sometimes she would be in the classroom, and we would be far away, not talking, just quietly writing homework. But when night falls, a few of our friends will discuss going to the Internet café to surf the Internet together, and I can chat with her in QQ again, and I recommend Jay Chou's songs to her, especially the song "Sunny Day". So much so that many years later, when I watched Jay Chou's concert in Shanghai, every time I sang the song "Sunny Day", I would think of her, the day it was windy, and the room in the classroom......

But the wind gradually blew the distance away. More than ten years have passed in a flash, and now we have broken up for ten years, maybe she is about to get married! The adult world is full of troubles, and we can no longer simply go to school and get out of school as we did at the beginning, carefree, each of us is forced to move forward by life, and we see more and more hypocritical and depraved sides of this world, the world is changing faster and faster, and our hearts are becoming more and more numb, and we are indifferent to many things.

Now, I sit in front of the computer I bought and write this diary, the computer is equipped with a high-end graphics card, and the ultra-fast broadband is turned on, which is much better than the original environment of the broken Internet café. But I don't know what to do online.,Flip through Weibo.,Look at the stickers.,Aimless.,Impetuous and boring.,I'm not interested in playing games.,No matter how gorgeous the picture is, it's the same as chewing wax.,And as for the bubble hall back then,I don't even remember the account.。 My QQ screen name is still the same "passing by the old man's house", it hasn't changed for more than ten years, but I can't find her in my list, the little girl with blue hair, she won't beat anymore, I lost her.

Back in that town, even if I didn't have a cell phone, I could meet her just around the corner. Now the city is so big that you can no longer see an acquaintance when you walk down the street, and you will never be greeted by someone walking and walking. Thousands of neon-lit streets lead to the depths of high-rise buildings, and even if I navigate with my phone, I often get lost and never find her again.

In fact, several years ago, I was tired of the hustle and bustle of Shanghai, and wanted to go back to my hometown to create quietly, but I never made up my mind to go back. This year, I'd love to go back and see the town again, where there must have been a lot of new high-rise buildings! The Internet cafes must have been closed long ago! But anyway, it will always be the best place I can remember.

Now, she is an elementary school teacher, and I want to go to her school to talk to her, lying on the railing of the school building on a sunny afternoon in early summer, looking at the children bouncing in the playground below, just like looking at us back then.

Passing by the old man's house

March 12, 2016