After returning from the concert, after Su Hui washed up, she sat under the bay window of the living room with a glass of red wine in her hand, gently shaking the red liquid in the glass, looking at the neon flashes outside the window, watching the traffic downstairs, and peeking into her heart. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Quietly, a person listens to the ticking of the wall clock on a moonlit night, feeling his weakness in front of time.

After a few glasses of wine, she walked into the study with flirtatious steps, rummaging through the cabinets.

In the corner of the desk, Su Hui pulled out a box, a mottled old wooden box. The drunkenness and sadness on her face slackened for a moment, and a smile appeared on her face.

A small tape recorder was found in the box, she stroked it gently like a baby, got up and wandered under the window again, turned on the tape recorder, and a hoarse and inferior voice came, familiar and unfamiliar. She refilled her glasses and sang to her heart's content.

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"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you......"

"Happy birthday."

"Happy birthday, it's your gift."

In the early winter of that year, it was Zhuang Mudong's birthday. Su Hui and Gu Zi escaped from the evening repair and went to the square together to celebrate his birthday. The square at night was not as lively as during the day, there were not many people, only the old people who walked sporadically and a few students who also escaped the evening to gather on the lawn.

"Gu Zi, are you ready for the gift?" Su Hui held a birthday gift for Zhuang Mudong in her hand and asked Gu Zi with a smile.

"Of course," Gu Zi took out a box from his schoolbag, a simple black square box. She held it in both hands and smiled in her eyes, "Happy birthday, good sisters." ”

"What's that?" As soon as Su Hui looked at the box, she was a little puzzled, she knew what gift Gu Zi was going to give, but looking at the black box, it shouldn't be so solemn that she only put a score, "You kept saying that you wanted to prepare a gift early." ”

"What's the hurry," Gu Zi was disgusted, and stretched out his hands in front of Zhuang Mudong, looking forward to it, and a little nervous, "The most surprising gift." ”

Zhuang Mudong took it with both hands with a smile, and said with an exaggerated expression: "Oops, it's a waste of money." ”

"It didn't cost a few dollars, so you're welcome." Gu Zi pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled brightly.

Zhuang Mudong didn't rush to open it after taking it, but looked at the box in the dim moonlight, "Black, you give me a black box for my birthday, it's so interesting, you have to give me a big red one." ”

Gu Zi smiled awkwardly, "Oh, it's not like I can't find another color for a while, how beautiful this black is, worthy of you." ”

"Yes, with you," Su Hui said, "with your domineering temperament." ”

"Hahaha." When Gu Zi heard these humorous words, he laughed out loud.

"Let's open it and take a look." Su Hui urged, "Look at what our Gu Zi has prepared." ”

Zhuang Mudong slowly opened the box in the expectant eyes of the two.

In the box lies quietly a dark purple paper crane folded into paper, the crane is very exquisite, the wings are stained with white soft feathers similar to feathers, the eyes are two small white crystals, the body has no other decorations, and the crane body is not written with blessings or other words, just like Gu Zi's character, clean and concise, without a trace of superfluous color.

"Why don't you write, even if you don't have affectionate words and strong love, you have to at least write a happy birthday and be in good health." Zhuang Mudong looked at the crane and was critical of Gu Zi.

"Why not," Gu Zi smiled, "You can see what's in the box again." ”

So Zhuang Mudong saw a dark purple piece of paper from under the box, folded in half into a square, and lay neatly in the box.

Zhuang Mudong took out the paper and put the crane in, there was no font on the surface of the paper, it was a dark purple blank, he pinched the paper and said to Gu Zi: "It's so secret, don't tell me this is a letter of affectionate confession." ”

Gu Zi shook his head with a smile and did not answer.

"If it really says Happy Birthday, good health, and academic progress, I'll really kill you."

Gu Zi puffed, laughed out loud, and looked at Su Hui, the two of them smiled tacitly, and they both understood in their hearts.

Zhuang Mudong opened the paper, and Gu Zi's not-so-beautiful words were displayed in front of him.

"It's ......"

"I wrote it," Gu Ziyan smiled, "but it's hard, I'm not a professional." But this word is written by me with all my hard work racking my brains and painstaking efforts, and I am driven by a psychology that firmly believes that you are my good sisters. I'm interesting enough, leave the song to you, and give me the words. Division of labor and cooperation, I believe that your talent will be better than mine. ”

The song that Zhuang Mudong gave him on his birthday was the theme song of tonight's concert - We were young.

In my memory, they were still chattering.

Gu Zi said: "You play it, sing it to us first." ”

Zhuang Mudong said: "I just got my hand, how could I pop it up right away." ”

Su Hui said: "Practice, give you half an hour to practice quickly." ”

Zhuang Mudong looked at the two girls with resentful eyes, and said distressedly, "I'll try." ”

Grab the guitar that was placed next to it, and in the dim moonlight, play it against the dark purple, silver-white writing sheet of the tablature.

Su Hui and Gu Zi sat next to them chatting and eating snacks.

In less than half an hour, Zhuang Mudong said that he was ready to play.

"But I'm not very good at singing yet." He said.

"I can sing, I'll take you to sing." Gu Zi said.

Su Hui hurriedly said before Zhuang Mudong played: "Wait, I'll take the tape recorder out, and the first song will stay, and when Zhuang Mudong becomes famous in the future, this song will become popular." ”

"Yes, you like singing so much, go and be a star in the future." Gu Zi echoed.

Zhuang Mudong just smiled, did not answer, and pretended to concentrate on the practice song. But Su Hui and Gu Zi seemed to take it seriously, clamoring to give him a stage name.

"To take the English name, the atmosphere will not go out of style." Su Hui thought for a while and said, "What should I take?" ”

Gu Zi looked up at the moon and thought, and after a while, he suddenly realized: "It is related to memories, and when the time comes, it will be a matter of the future, to commemorate our friendship and youth at this time." ”

"Su Hui, you speak good English, think about it." Gu Zi said seriously.

"Hmm......" Su Hui looked at Gu Zi and then at Zhuang Mudong, then at Gu Zi again, thinking for a long time, "How about memory, memory, commemoration?" ”

Gu Zi shook his head, "No, I don't like the one that starts with M, I always think it's too feminine." ”

"That'...... Forget, forget, forget? ”

"No, you can't forget."

"Repent, regret, repent."

"Why do you regret it, no, no, I don't like it."

"Then you come," Su Hui didn't want to take it, Gu Zi was too picky.

"My English is very poor, and you don't know it, I haven't passed English since I was in high school."

"Alright," Zhuang Mudong interrupted their argument, "I'm done." ”

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In the quiet square, melodious singing sounds, and the faces of the servants are full of youthful smiles, which are really worth their youth.

Su Hui made fun of Gu Zi's singing that was not good, and it was not in tune at all.

Gu Zi retorted, saying that this song had not yet been decided what to use, and he was just trying the tone of each tune.

Zhuang Mudong just smiled and listened to the two of them making trouble.

Memories are broken and messy due to long memories and subconscious rejection in the mind, one moment this picture, one moment that fragment.

Su Hui, who was sleeping with her eyes closed, her brows furrowed and her expression was uncomfortable, she should have dreamed of something unhappy.

Dreamed of something. Su Hui turned over, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, but she didn't wake up, she just fell asleep again.

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"Gu Zi, I confessed."

"But I was so sad that I failed. How are you coming out? Stay with me, I need comfort. ”

In early April 2005, Su Hui stood on the school's basketball court, crying and calling Gu Zi.

She confessed to Shen Taisen, but was rejected.

There were few stars that night, scattered in the sky, lonely and lonely. Standing on the basketball court, Su Hui, who fell out of love, was sad and lonely. The sadness of being rejected made her tear ducts malfunction, and she couldn't control herself. Su Hui walked around the edge of the basketball court, crying all the time.

From crying with sadness and sadness, to sobbing with loss and grievances, and finally wiping tears frequently through the dim moonlight and dim street lamps, looking at the watch.

She called Gu Zi twice during the period, but no one answered. Because she fell out of love, all her thoughts were spent on crying, and she didn't think about anything else at all, so at ten o'clock, a phone call from her mother summoned her home.

Don't come, I'm home. Su Hui sent a text message to Gu Zi, wiped her tears and left.

It was Saturday. All day on Sunday, Su Hui was in her room, feeling sorry for herself. The young Su Hui felt that falling out of love was the loss of all love and all beautiful fantasies.

When school went to school on Monday, Gu Zi's seat was empty, and Su Hui sighed lightly, "I'm actually late." ”

After the morning meeting, it was a class meeting as usual, and Su Hui went to the toilet before class.

There were a few girls from the next class in the toilet who were talking about something, Su Hui frowned slightly when she heard this, and hurriedly walked out of the toilet.

“....... I heard that she died by cutting her wrists, and someone passed by the night before and saw her half dead in fright. ”

"I said at the table that I had been in a car accident and was hit by a big truck."

"No, no, it's like this......"

Ghost stories? Su Hui shook her head and walked briskly back to the classroom.

Why hasn't Gu Zi come yet, it's ten past eight, Su Hui raised her head and kept staring at the old black wall clock hanging on the wall.

At that time, Su Hui was still immersed in sadness, and the captain, who had been secretly in love for almost two years, rejected his heart like that, saying that it was fake not to be angry, and he was quite angry.

Why doesn't he accept me, am I bad?

Su Hui lowered her head and her eyes were red, and she remembered the scene of the confession the night before.

"Don't be sad, everything will be fine."

The head teacher came over at some point, standing beside Su Hui to comfort her, such an action made Su Hui feel panicked.

The school's prohibition of early love is a clear rule, and as early as after the placement test, the head teacher announced the class rule that early love is not allowed.

At that time, the head teacher's sudden comfort startled Su Hui, making her feel inexplicable and panicked at the same time. However, what made Su Hui most nervous was what the head teacher said next.

"You can't be resurrected from the dead," she said. ”

She said, "The teacher knows that you are in a good relationship, but it has happened, don't be sad......"

"......," she said.

"What?"

"What did you say, teacher?" Su Hui frowned and looked at the head teacher inexplicably, the trembling and fear in her voice betrayed her, "How could Gu Zi die, how could it be." ”

"You're lying, aren't you? You are absolutely a liar. In the last sentence, Su Hui roared angrily, tears sliding down her cheeks.

"Just because Gu Zi said last Friday that you are old and your age does not match your appearance, you cursed her, you are too bad."

"You lied, I won't believe it."

"I don't believe it."

Tears kept sliding down and were uncontrollable. This time, it's really hard to control.

In April of that year, Su Hui experienced two sad moments in her life.

The boy she liked rejected her confession.

Her best table mate died.

And the indirect murderer is her.

The fragments of memory were too broken, cassette, skipping frames, and repeating Gu Zi's smiling face.

"Gu Zi, I'm out of love."

"Come and comfort me, I'll be waiting for you on the basketball court."

"You must come, I need you."

When Su Hui was sadly wandering on the basketball court waiting for Gu Zi's comfort, what kind of humiliation and despair was the sad Gu Zi facing.

At this time, Su Hui, who was lying on the bed, had the picture in her mind like a disordered TV, playing memories indiscriminately.

Suddenly, Gu Zi appeared in Su Hui's mind with a desperate and angry face, as if telling her sadness and sorrow.

Su Hui looked at her with bated breath, and her face suddenly enlarged and rushed over.

"Ahh

When Su Hui woke up from her dream, the genius was bright, she stared at the ceiling blankly, a line of tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes, she just opened her eyes like that, and let the tears slide.

Sad thoughts rushed up, but she didn't cry out loud as she wanted, she was no longer young, a 28-year-old woman, she should know how to control sudden emotions.

The tears on her face fell like that, and she lazily reached out to wipe them. The quilt is so warm, why expose warm hands to the cold air.

She seems to have become a stranger, a stranger to herself.

For a moment, she felt extremely tired, and a sense of helplessness and loneliness hit her heart, and she couldn't help herself for a long time.

The alarm clock at the bedside rang suddenly, it was already six o'clock, the winter days were coming slowly, there was a thin layer of frost on the window, the sky outside was still dark, only the light in a certain room in the opposite building was still on.

Su Hui has been living in this community for more than three years, and in the early hours of every morning when she is awakened by a dream, she can see the room on the opposite floor from the window without the curtains closed, and the lights are still on.

Sometimes it is a very incandescent lamp, very bright, and very dazzling in the dark night. Sometimes it's a small table lamp, warm yellow, giving a sense of silence.

Su Hui listened to the alarm clock ring to stop automatically, and did not reach out to press it, and suddenly an idea suddenly appeared in her heart, a bold and very brave idea.

Perhaps, she will act on this idea.

When the alarm clock rang again, Su Hui pressed it. Turn over and get up and go to work.

When she went out, Su Hui stood in front of the dressing mirror and sorted out her outfits.

"Dreams need to be put into action."

The words that Gu Zigao said when he was a while suddenly resounded in his ears.

The man in the mirror smiled.

"I will."