Liu Weijian and I haven't said a word, but we saw Tian Jianfeng draw two circles in front of us, one brave and the other timid, let's choose. At that time, there was a special atmosphere in our class, and it was not the poor grades, short stature, ugly appearance or mischievous that were looked down upon by the whole class, but only the timid. All children are afraid of being put on the hat of being as timid as a mouse, and then they really become rats that everyone shouts at.

So, that afternoon, Liu Weijian and I were together and did not do anything out of the ordinary. Although Liu Weijian did not say a word from beginning to end, he was responsible for this matter, and it was his fault for including a troublemaker like Tian Jianfeng in our friendship circle.

Tian Feng came first, he touched his navel, against the balcony, his balance was very good, and his courage was indeed great. More than ten meters above the ground, the whole body is suspended in the air, and you can look around as if you love the surrounding scenery. After about a quarter of an hour, the children's initial thrills were worn out, and only impatience remained. As an advocate of the game, Yutaka Tanaka can't just watch everyone interrupt the game out of impatience.

He said, "I will do this until evening, at midnight, and tomorrow morning." You won't be able to wait for dawn. In this way, it is better for you to go first, and see which of you lasts the longest, and I will win if I am longer than him. ”

Zhang Jun argued to go up first, seeing that it was so easy for Tian Jianfeng, he thought it would be easy for him to go up. Zhang Jun never considered himself a coward, and we didn't know if he was a coward before, but as soon as he got on the windowsill, the essence of the coward was revealed. He couldn't hold on for even five minutes, only to hear him shout: "Pull me in, no, I'm going to fall, I'm going to fall!" ”

We dragged him back into the house, and despite his pale face and frightened mind, Takataka fell headlong on my bed, pounding his head and scratching his cheeks, laughing maniacally.

After Tian Jianfeng's laughter stopped, Liu Weijian said, "I'll come." ”

My fear was aroused by Zhang Jun, and I couldn't get to the end. Liu Weijian's courage and balance are no worse than those of Tian Feng. After about a quarter of an hour, Tian Jianfeng said: "Liu Weijian, you come down, you kid is really bold, I can't compare with you for the first, tie for the first." ”

When it was my turn, I rested my belly button on the windowsill and poked my upper body out. When I lowered my head and looked down, I was dizzy by the sight of falling. I learned that looking around in the field is not fearless, but distracting and not dizzy. I noticed that Liu Weijian looked down at the ground during the whole game, so Liu Weijian was more courageous than the field, and the real first was Liu Weijian.

If I keep looking at the ground, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for even three seconds, so I also learn to look around the fields. What I saw was the scene behind the compound, and I saw a row of tall metasequoias, swaying in the wind under the gloomy clouds, like soldiers who had stood all day, trying to refresh their spirits. In the distance, the boundless rice fields churned in the waves, and the buildings in the distance were like mirages in the gray and heavy humidity of the south of the Yangtze River. These are the views I see on the right.

Since I was looking around, I would still see the scene on the left. When I turned to the left, my gaze followed the pattern of stretching from near to far, but an unexpected picture caused the stretching of my gaze to stop halfway through. It was a face, and I didn't see it at first, something pale and puffy cutting off my vision in the vague and damp air, which was my initial instinct.

The next moment, I recognized it as a face, and at a quick glance, I saw that the hair looked thinning from the overly high forehead, the eyes were small and the eyebrows were thin, and the bags under the eyes were very large. The face is obviously fat, but it is irregularly fat and looks like puffiness. The mouth is large and the lips are thick, the mouth is slightly open, and the oval mouth is like the entrance to the abyss.

The excessive panic made me lose my balance and my body fell down. Fortunately, Liu Weijian and their eyes are fast, otherwise I would have died at a young age before I had time to say goodbye to my relatives. I was pulled back into the house, Tian Jianfeng didn't smile, he was stunned by the scene just now, just like Liu Weijian and Zhang Jun. He didn't expect me to plant down without even shouting, and they pulled me out of instinct. Showing that everything is caught off guard is usually the source of fear.

The fear in my heart continued, but their understanding of my fear was wrong. My panic was not because of the game just now, but because of the face that occupied all of my heart, reappearing in a trembling that I couldn't help myself for a long time.

A game that doesn't bring joy is not a good game, especially if the game ends up being unhappy. Until they say goodbye and leave, I can't get out of my panic. At last I was alone, and the cramped rental room suddenly gave me the feeling of emptiness, and the moldy walls were covered with that pale and puffy face.

I poked my head out of the window, and the face was gone. Walking up to the balcony, I didn't see that face in any of the doorways. I deliberately took a few steps to make my eyes look farther. There wasn't that face, but I saw something else. I saw that the door of the house where the Chen family and daughter lived was open.

The fear is gone, and there is no place in my heart. Shock can't be expressed in words, and so is surprise. Instead of a balcony but a corridor, I felt like I was on a path of discovery that led me back to a friendship that had been lost.

Standing at the door, smelling the smell of mold oozing from the house, I was still not confident in what I saw with my own eyes, and shouted: "Chen Jia, Chen Jia." ”

The voice was questioning. I shouted several times and no one answered, and the volume unconsciously went up, I guess it's not just the people in the house, I guess half of the compound can hear my shouting. In this way, it would be good if Chen Jia really came back, otherwise, I would probably be ridiculed for being nervous and famous.

With my worries, a strange woman who was not Chen Jia came out of the house and asked me, "Who are you?" ”

I felt extremely disappointed in an instant, and I couldn't hold back my doubts: "Chen Jia lives here." ”

"What Chen Jia? We just rented the house. His voice was thin and nice, but very polite and flawed.

"What should I do when Chen Jia comes back, they have paid half a year's rent, and the time has not yet arrived."

She said disdainfully: "It's the landlord's business, it's useless to ask me." After saying that, he closed the door that was originally open, and sent me away.

That night, I was so distraught that my parents took turns asking me what I thought. I don't know how to say it, but if I poured out my thoughts, and they poured cold water on me and said something nosy, it would be boring. I was really asked tightly, so I said without revealing it: "The Chen family's father and daughter may come back." ”

Hearing my words, my father did not get angry, but squinted and smiled, and said, "I know you will mention this, you are my son, I can guess what you are thinking with a guess." ”

I don't think the focus of my father's focus is right, but the subjective consciousness is relative. Meaning, when I think he's not focusing the right focus, he's probably thinking the same way about me. But no matter what, he still told me about the rental house of the Chen family's father and daughter. I felt ashamed of being a friend of Chen Jia from his account, most of the people knew about the landlord's greedy method of collecting double rent, and some people even accused him of having the same idea that the Chen family father and daughter might come back like me. But I learned from my father that when the landlord was accused, he was not ashamed at all, and even said justifiably: "What do you know, isn't there a shame in wasting resources?" I'm a rational use of resources. ”

It was a long time before I learned that in the eyes of the landlord, the meaning of rational use of resources is this: it is difficult to rent out the house that has been in trouble, and outsiders like Cao Li are fooled around, and the bad business is done first, and the rest of the simple ones are easy to sit back and relax.

My father described it in a normal way, and the lack of friendship made me hate the landlord so much. After dinner, Uncle Zheng came to my house again. As I said before, Uncle Zheng's mentality has changed from high expectations to falling to the bottom due to people's forgetting of details. In this matter, he could not find anyone who could resonate with him, and he only recognized my father as his bosom friend, which was the reason why he came to my house several times. Before the others entered the door, the voice had already arrived: "How can it be that no one has mentioned this matter anymore." ”

My father knew what he was talking about as soon as he heard it, and my father said, "It's good that no one mentions it." ”

Uncle Zheng's face became even more ugly: "It's okay now, even you don't understand me anymore." ”

My father went so far as to say something philosophical: "For example, a piece of paper is written black and then white." When others see the white of the present, they think of the black of the past. Think about it, isn't it a good thing to be forgotten that although you can't see white, you can't remember black either? ”

After hearing this, Uncle Zheng patted his head and said, "It's really good." ”

He only sat for a while before leaving, he must have bumped into Cao Li when he went out, only to hear her say: "I guess everyone won't mention this matter again, and I guess I don't need you to come forward to clarify." ”

When my father heard this, he lowered his voice and said to our mother and son: "I guess Old Man Zheng will never bother me about this again." ”

They were all very happy, but I was secretly sad, because I estimated that fewer and fewer people remembered Chen Jia, and I estimated that soon no one would think of her again.