Tide(13)
In the winter of twelve, Kang Yan left the town and flew to the sunny city of Australia on the other side of the world.
Twelve-year-old Kang Yan, who is in the second year of junior high school in a key junior high school in a small town, has a calm campus life, and crosses the blue Giant to and from school and home. The snow was heavy that winter, and the goose feather snow fell for half a month, reaching to his knees, and it was the biggest battle Kang Yan had seen since he was born in the small town.
His father's long-lost brother suddenly knocked on the door on the morning when the snow was melting. After a short silence, two strong men stood in front of the creaking courtyard gate, coveting each other, hugging each other and crying.
Standing behind Kang Tianluo was his wife, who he brought back from Australia. Kang Yungen rubbed his red and swollen eyes, looked at his younger brother and sister-in-law excitedly, and smiled from ear to ear.
Kang Tianluo and SUSAN stayed in the small city for half a month, visiting the ancestral tomb, visiting the old relatives, and revisiting the former residence...... SUSAN WAS FULL OF CURIOSITY ABOUT CHINA'S QIĒ, AND ALWAYS LET OUT AN EXCLAMATION OF SURPRISE, WHICH CAUSED OTHERS TO LAUGH.
Sixteen-year-old Kang Tianluo, who had not heard from him since he dropped out of school to go to sea for ocean fishing, later learned from people who came back from outside that the ocean-going fishing boat capsized and sank in a sea typhoon, and Kang Tianluo happened to be on that boat. The mother, who was overly grieved, died of illness on the couch in the second year of the year after hearing the bad news about her son. The lonely father also died depressed in the autumn of his mother's third anniversary.
36-year-old Kang Tianluo, talking about that thrilling experience, tears flashed in his eyes. He was the only survivor of the typhoon, and in the midst of the storm, he was firmly wrapped around a floating mast until he was saved by a New Zealand passenger ship when the wind calmed down. He has made a living in New Zealand, Noumea, Honiara and Port Moresby...... IT WASN'T UNTIL HE MET THE FARMER'S DAUGHTER, SUSAN, IN MELBOURNE THAT HE SETTLED DOWN. HEARING THAT HIS MOTHER HAD DIED OF HIS GRIEF, HE COULD NO LONGER HOLD BACK THE TEARS THAT FLOWED OUT, AND PULLED SUSAN TO HIS KNEES ON THE GROUND, CRYING AT HIS PARENTS' SPIRITUAL SEAT.
The good times are always short-lived, and the half-moon flies by with a sigh. During this period, Kang Tianluo and his wife liked Kang Yan very much, and they couldn't put down this delicate and charming nephew, and they would take it with them wherever they went. Kang Tianluo and his wife live a prosperous life in Australia, and the only fly in the ointment is that they have no children. The moment they saw Kang Yan, they were all deeply attracted by his facial features.
Before Kang Tianluo left the town, he proposed to his brother the idea of letting Kang Yan study in Australia. Kang Yungen understands his brother's love for his children, and lets his children accompany them for a few years to make up for his regrets about his younger brother, and thinks that it is a good thing for children to study abroad, so he and his wife happily agreed. However, they knew Kang Yan's stubbornness, and even if they agreed, if they got stuck with him, they would never be able to.
After a night of careful consideration, for the sake of their younger brother's kindness and the future of their children, Kang Yungen and his wife thought of a set of persuasion plans and strived to be foolproof. However, when they came out to Kang Yan, he unexpectedly agreed, and simply made them a little suspicious of their ears.
In fact, for Kang Yan, this is exactly what he has been hoping for for a long time. Since his classmates learned about his father's identity and gossip spread all over the sky, he wanted to change to a new environment, to an environment that no one was familiar with, and start another peaceful and calm life.
When Kang Yan left the small town, he didn't have the slightest attachment, and the small city where he had lived for twelve years was unprecedentedly strange to him at that moment. Before leaving, he piled up the letters and gifts that the girls had sent him in a corner of the wilderness, and disappeared in the blazing firelight. He wants to forget the qiē in the small town, the school he studied, the streets he shuttled, the girls who gave him gifts, and the Hu spicy soup restaurant at the end of the alley...... It's like he's never been here.
The mother at the boarding gate was crying on her father's chest, but Kang Yan still had a cold expression.
At an altitude of 30,000 feet, Kang Yan looked through the window of the machine, overlooking the distant city at his feet, and tears rolled down like rain.
As soon as I got out of the airport, Kang Yan was deeply attracted by the beautiful and colorful scenery of the southern hemisphere. More than ten hours ago, I was still in the cold and freezing winter of the northern country, and in the blink of an eye, time and space were grafted into the bright Australia of Chūnguang. In the bottom of his heart, he sincerely admired the great magician of nature.
Kang Yan, who first entered Australia, entered the seventh grade. The leisurely campus life is more relaxed than imagined, but in the face of all kinds of classmates and teachers with different skins and hairs, he doesn't know how to communicate and communicate with them because his English is not good.
In the distant and beautiful Australia, he was once again isolated.
Fortunately, he has long been accustomed to this kind of life, and even secretly rejoiced in his heart. Being able to travel back and forth between the beautiful farm and the beautiful campus is quite satisfying for the silent and introverted Kang Yan.
Kang Yan's school is a private secondary school with surprisingly expensive tuition fees, and the students in it are all the children of some of Melbourne's most prominent local figures. They always looked at the boy from China with a swagger, their thin and slender appearance making them feel like they were falling to the ground, and they had a contemptuous smile on their lips, and they were babbling in an indigenous language that Kang Yan didn't understand.
However, he understood one of them.
“Thissilkboy,justliketheChinesegirl!”
After nearly a month at the school, Kang Yan never saw the Chinese girl, and he even felt that it was a joke they played on him, a prank to mock him.
Until that early morning, the dew on the lavender leaf tips had not yet fallen, and the golden and bright Hehuan opened his sleepy eyes, and he finally believed in her existence.
He vividly remembers that charming morning.
Kang Yan, who got off the bus, could clearly see that the school across the road not far away, the magenta gate was majestic and solemn under the bath of the morning sun.
In front of the white sè zebra crossing, the red light has just come on. Kang Yan took out a headset from his backpack, stuffed it into his right ear, and pressed the "PLAY" button, Ye Bei's low-key and slightly hoarse singing voice suddenly filled his right ear.
The red light flashes and the yellow light comes on.
Kang Yan raised his head, brushed away the broken hair scattered on his forehead, raised his feet and stepped forward.
"The singing boy / is no longer in the wind / you are still nostalgic / the era when the white clothes were fluttering-"
Suddenly, the singing voice was cut off, and the earphone in his right ear was pulled out, and he turned his head to be angry, but he was surprised that he was there.
"You can't wear headphones when crossing the road."
The girl fiddled with the off-white Panasonic headphones, revealing her snow-white teeth, and smiled wickedly at Kang Yan with a half-wink.
"You're that girl!"
Kang Yan was overwhelmed by the qiē in front of him, this yellow-skinned, black-haired girl, with a faint scent of osmanthus flowers all over her body, just like the one in the courtyard of Nǎinǎi's house a long time ago.
"Clever! I'm that 'ChineseGirl' and you're the 'ChineseBoy'!"
Her hearty laughter was as mellow as a jewel, rolling down in the air, and she couldn't stand up with her stomach in her arms exaggeratedly, attracting sideways glances from passers-by.
Kang Yan's cheeks were suddenly hot, red all the way to the root of his ears, and his originally calm heart was inexplicably uneasy.
"My name is Qi Yue, Qi Qin's Qi, Yue Yue, you can call me Ah Yue!"
The girl slipped the headphones back into his backpack and ran to the other end of the zebra crossing in high spirits.
"Hey! Hurry up and cross the street! ”
Kang Yan woke up from his stupor. Qi Yue stood across the road, her delicate figure melting into the pale red skylight, waving at him with a bright smile on her face.