Chapter 566: Review (II)

(a)

At the end of this review, your handwriting reads, "I can't learn your handwriting, so please copy it yourself." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

My hands trembled.

I closed my eyes and held the review tightly to my heart.

You gave me the most timely help where I needed it most - after I had bitten you badly. You have that big circle of bandages on your right arm, and you have written so much for me in pain.

(b)

At the team meeting the next afternoon, I stood at the front desk with my head bowed and read the review book word by word in public.

Subsequently, Instructor Wang and the leaders of the school team spoke again, asking everyone to learn a lesson and not to violate discipline and have any safety accidents. They also encouraged me not to have a psychological burden and to concentrate on the next stage of training.

Instructor Wang also specifically requested that other team members should no longer discuss this safety accident, treat the students who made mistakes correctly, and maintain a united and friendly atmosphere for the whole team.

As the teachers spoke, I stood there with my head bowed, in front of the eyes of everyone on all sides.

After the meeting ended, I followed you to the guidance office.

I kept my head down, my eyelids drooping, and I was looking at the ground.

I've never had the experience of being exposed to the gaze of the public.

You look at me with my head bowed like this in front of you.

You said to me, "I'm sorry, Xinxin, the routine is like this, I hope you understand." ”

You say, "I know you didn't mean to cause trouble to everyone, and you didn't mean to break discipline." ”

You say, "You have a compelling desire to tell anyone." ”

You say, "You also have unspeakable grief and find it difficult to communicate with us. ”

After 50 minutes of being criticized and demonstrated, I couldn't hold back the tears behind my eyelids anymore when I heard you say this. They erupted again, falling drop by drop on the ground in front of me.

You look at my silent tears.

Your eyes are moist too.

You say, "Heart." I'm sad for you to go through such moments. I would love to help you. However, I was ashamed that I couldn't help it. ”

You say sadly: "I'm sorry, I can only watch, my heart is like a knife, but I can't help it." ”

As you say the last few words, your voice trembles again.

In the trembling of your voice, a warm current surged through my body and mind.

My tears stopped again.

Yes, as mortals, we all have such limitations. Watching others suffer, but not being able to help.

(c)

This extraordinary thing has turned a page and become a thing of the past.

Life is back on the track of the everyday once again.

The wound on the corner of my mouth was completely healed in a week, and I went back to eating in the cafeteria and sitting with everyone again.

And the bandage on your arm took a whole month to remove, after which there was a noticeable scar there.

That scar was there throughout your short life, and by the time you died, it was still there, never again.

(iv)

This review is the longest text you have left me in your short life.

In our relationship, you never wrote me a love letter.

In my heart, this review book comes from your affectionate confession, and I have always kept it as a love letter and carefully kept.

Countless nights after losing you, when I felt like I couldn't hold on, I took it out and re-read it countless times. Each time, my tears wet the paper.

Later, in order to extend its shelf life, I molded it and put it in a small frame to isolate it from the air as much as possible. Later, I kept it in the bank's safe.

At this moment, it is still there.

It is a strong proof of this.

It proves that our reunion, love again, and love each other again are as brief as a meteor, but they do happen.

(5)

Later, I returned to the Xiyuan Gorge alone.

Now, it is already a famous tourist area, the original training base of the place, has expanded into a small town, the town has set up a visitor center, a hotel inn, and a commercial pedestrian street selling tourism products and local specialties, every year many backpackers will come here to enjoy the natural scenery, camping in the wilderness.

It turned out that the rocky beach with the sign "Beware of Beasts" was no longer dangerous, and even the small animals were all gone, replaced by a huge open-air cinema and a campfire barbecue.

I found the old site of the training base on an old street in the new market town. It is no longer there, and the Provincial Sports Commission has built a new base with better conditions and a larger site in a new place nearby. The old base has been converted into a shooting club, and as long as you pay for it, you can go inside and enjoy the joy of live shooting.

And the dormitory where we used to live, the dormitory where I heard the sound of running water and then threw myself into your arms in the duty room, is now rented out and outsourced, and has become a KTV and a foot bath city.

I stood at the door of the club, looking at its glittering neon signs, and stopped for a long time.

I heard a male voice in the KTV next to me, singing Teresa Teng's song with incomplete tones: "Go up to the West Building alone without a word, the moon is like a hook, the lonely sycamore, and the deep courtyard locks Qingqiu." Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful, and there is a taste in my heart. ”

When I was standing in front of the door, a salesman from the club enthusiastically came over to solicit customers, he greeted me loudly and said: "This beauty, if you are interested, go in and have a look, we are officially operated, there are legal licenses, live ammunition, all kinds of firearms, there are also small pistols suitable for girls, and automatic submachine guns, safe and exciting, no recoil!" There are also moving targets! Children can also play, it is the most fun project in our town, you have to make an appointment in the peak season, and you can't queue up! You go in and have a look, pack you to have fun! ”

But I didn't go in. I don't have the courage to face a firearm anymore, and I don't have the courage to try shooting again.

When I turned around and walked away, the salesman shouted loudly behind me, "Beauty, you will regret leaving." Not every place can find such a fun project. Try it, try it! ”

At his affectionate call, I lowered my head and quickened my pace, escaping from the old street.

(f)

I really don't like to revisit the old place.

Because, revisiting the old place often proves that the so-called old place has long since become a cloud of smoke and will no longer exist.

However, in the days that followed, I missed you so much, I had to rely on revisiting the old place to get psychological support, so that I could persist and persist for longer.

I've been sticking with it.

In fact, writing this story can be regarded as a form of revisiting.

I've always believed that as long as I can finish this story, I will definitely be able to last longer, longer, longer. (To be continued.) )