Another weekend.

Chen Chi moved during the day on Saturday and finished work in the evening.

The new tenancy was smaller than before, with one room, and he was enough to live in alone. The decoration is quite good, gray and white, the furniture is very Nordic style, the living room is big, the kitchen is small. The intermediary said that it is very suitable for a single person like him, come back from work, make a cup of coffee, sit in the living room and watch the scenery outside the big bay window, even if the dark clouds are pressing down on the city, you can also see the effect of a sci-fi blockbuster.

It's just that Chen Chi brought two people's household supplies by himself. Xu Shuangchuan didn't lose any of those pots and pans, and no matter whether their quilts and sheets were of the right size or not, he packed them all and packed them. The streamlined apartment was stuffed with the items that he and Xu Shuang had accumulated for several years, and the style changed abruptly, looking very bloated and verbose, and everywhere showed the fireworks of a plain little life.

Chen Chi doesn't have much space to move freely. He sat down in the single sofa, next to an open box of clothes, several of which were taken back from the Xu family, and he didn't want to pay attention to them halfway through. On his lap is a glass picture frame, full of tulips and fields.

The font on it is where he chose it when we started.

At that time, the days were really far away, so far away that Chen Chi had to squint his eyes and think back to the clothes she worn, the bag she carried, and the smiling face she looked back inch by inch in her mind.

But he can still remember her ridiculous behavior, she doesn't want him to buy tickets, she doesn't want his water, she doesn't even dare to get close to him to enjoy the flowers slowly, often he turns his head and finds that she has jumped away again.

She was embarrassed and tried to pretend to be generous.

He is also embarrassed and tries to be more generous than her.

Chen Chi froze the curvature of the corners of his mouth, took a tissue, silently brushed the glass surface on the picture frame, and after brushing, he still put the picture frame back at the bottom of the open carton at his feet.

There were still a few boxes waiting for him to unpack and organize, and there was a faint feeling of hunger in his stomach, but he sat here and didn't want to move at all. With his head resting on the back of the sofa, Chen Chi stared at the unfamiliar ceiling.

After a while, he looked down at the cardboard box again, suddenly stood up, looked around the room, turned out his computer bag, turned on the computer to browse the file directory, his face was a little uncertain, he stood up again and searched in the pile of cardboard boxes, and finally turned out a mobile hard disk.

The mouse scrolled, clicking in layer by layer, and he found the photo of her back then.

On their first official date, he only captured a picture of her. The past time started with her delicate and childish half of Chen Chi's side face, which was so frightening that it reappeared vividly in front of him.

At that time, she and him seemed to be in love with jerky.

He never told her that the first time he fell in love, he didn't have a bottom at all, she could grab his heart with a smile, and many times he thought hard to influence her, just wanted to be good to her, good to her.

In November, it was winter, and the dusk was cold and dark. Chen Chi's computer screen was the only light source in the room, and as the photos switched frame by frame, different colors of shimmer flashed on Chen Chi's face. He sat in the middle of a pile of boxes, his figure blending in with the twilight, his brow in the light, softly as if about to dissolve.

Photographs have disappeared in the last two or three years. The last photo in the album is a family photo of his parents coming to stay for half a year, and he took the two families to play in West Lake. In fact, there should be some sporadic photos in the back, he took a few photos when he took her home for the New Year, she went fishing with him and her husband and squatted by the river to take one or two, but not many, and he did not compile these sporadic photos into the album as he promised her before.

Delete my photos from your computer, and I'll never believe your about making an album a year again. Her screams echoed in his ears, how far was her excited and violent expression when she quarreled and the innocence and gentleness of the first meeting?

Chen Chi maintained the posture of pressing the mouse and sat motionless.

The Xu family has not heard from him so far, and there is not a word about the dress he sent.

Chen Chi guessed that Xu Shuangchuan should go out and come back to put away the coat. There was a little pain in their hearts, and they were like old and dead without getting along.

She is now in her home, dozens of kilometers away from him. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but slowly go through every room of the Xu family in his mind. He called the family Mom and Dad, and the daughter of the family was his former love, so it didn't matter at all.

He used to go to Xu's house, and the three of the Xu family watched TV in the living room, only the mother-in-law watched it seriously, and the father-in-law was purely accompanied. In front of her, the mother-in-law always put a fruit bowl, but she didn't like to eat it, and she was lazy, and when he came back and sat down next to her, she counted on him to peel the oranges.

She was lazy and tricky, and the white silk strips on the orange pulp, and she didn't do it herself, but she always felt that he hadn't gone to it. He said that he could eat it, and she would eat it, and she pouted and ate unwillingly.

She was very wasteful, peeled an orange, whether sweet or sour, and resolutely refused to eat it again when she ate half of it, and he still ate most of it.

She has a lot of quirks, bent her knees and hugged her legs on the sofa, shrunk herself like a ball, he and her mother-in-law pulled homely, she was free, there was no match to listen, a small piece of orange peel, she could also put it under her nose and smell it alone for a long time, and she had to shrug her nose to make herself look like a puppy.

Chen Chi closed his eyes and thought of the balcony from the living room of the Xu family.

The balcony dried the clothes of their family of four. Chen Chi remembered that once, the small sharp fork at the head of the clothes pole was broken, and he thought of a way, folded it with cardboard, wrapped it with tape and tied it tightly, and made a temporary fork for his mother-in-law to use first. The mother-in-law repeatedly praised him for being more clever than the father-in-law, and he had to use it better than Xu Shuangchuan, his daughter. Xu Shuang descended on him, didn't say a word, opened his eyes and looked at him, and pouted unconvinced after reading it.

Chen Chi has always felt that she is a docile daughter under the hands of a strong mother. He hurts her very much.

Later, they were not very good, she went back to her parents' house on the weekend, and never went with him, he was busy, and he went less, and he couldn't see anyone when he entered the door, and when he went to the balcony, he saw her and her husband sitting on a small wooden bench, and a small flag table with low feet was placed in the middle, and they sat opposite each other to play chess.

She has no talent at all in chess, and she is impatient to learn, and her father-in-law's chess is not good. But he had seen it a few times, and she obediently accompanied her husband to kill time. The mother-in-law cooks all kinds of dishes in the kitchen.

At that time, in her heart, it would be okay without him, right?

At six o'clock in the evening in winter, it was already dark outside the window. Chen Chi stood up, picked up the car keys and walked out.

"The north wind blows, the snowflakes float, the snowflakes flutter, the year comes."

"Frost that sleeps, frost that sleeps, frost that sleeps, I'm coming."

In the plastic foot basin, the two white feet rub each other, the water surface is relatively shallow, and the whole foot is not submerged, and the left and right feet are lifted from time to time to pry some warm water with each other.

Xu Shuangchuan half-closed his eyes, holding a footcloth in his hand, and gently hummed the altered lyrics.

Today is Saturday, I went to the town to buy once, called my parents once, there is nothing else to do, and I have a very casual life.

The bottom of the thin plastic basin rests on the dry mud floor, and soon, the warm water in the basin will be cool. Xu Shuangchuan felt that the washing was already very suitable, so he lifted the soles of his feet off the water. She is careful not to let the water drip out of the basin.

The ground inside the house is dirt in earnest.

Her house and the flat tile house next door are said to have been built for more than ten years, and the conditions were poor at that time. Over the years, the ground has been almost as hard as cement, and there are some small potholes on the ground, but it does not affect the habitation, and there is only one taboo, that is, it must not be stained with water, otherwise it will become slippery and the soles of the shoes will be dirty.

Xu Shuangchuan has lived here since the end of August, but he is used to it.

She bent down and lowered her rolled up trouser tubes, picked up the footbasin and opened the door, and the incandescent light in the room leaked out, illuminating the bluestone strip of the doorway slippery, and the yellow projection of the door frame was even more oblique on the ground.

At this time, Xu Shuangchuan was always very embarrassed, even if she knew that there was no one outside the door, she still looked left and right like a rabbit waiting to get out of the hole, and then stepped out.

In fact, the footwashing water should be poured into the toilet, but the toilet was too far away, so she quietly poured it under the old locust tree on the right side of the window every day at night, and said nothing to anyone.

When she first came, it was the time when the old locust tree was falling, and the wind blew, and when she got up early in the morning, the ground was full of white locust flowers, and when she looked up, there were also in the cracks of the tiles. Sometimes when she went back to the house to rest at noon, she would open the wooden lattice window to ventilate the house, and the acacia flowers would fall on the bluestone strips under the window and blow into her window lattice. Now the old locust tree not only has no flowers, but even the leaves have almost fallen, leaving only the long green pods hanging from the branches.

Xu Shuangchuan silently apologized: "I fed the water a little earlier today, and I slept after drinking." ”

She fell down carefully, flicked the plastic basin twice at the trunk, drained the remaining water from the basin, looked up at the silent canopy, turned around and ran into the house with the basin in her hand.