"Ruijiao, why don't you go quickly?"

Binglei's shouting woke me up from my memories.

After all, it's just a passing by......

The barber's shop was still busy......

"Autumn cool, I'm glad to have this Pikachu charm with me now, even though it's very old!

Aim high.

This is what you said to me when you left, you said that you have no interest in learning at all, and it is just a waste of youth and money to continue studying, and you hope that this departure can make a difference, you have loved singing since you were a child, and you hope to become a star one day. I firmly believe that you can do it, because the spirit of Pikachu can push you to do anything to achieve your dreams, just as we could buy Pikachu ornaments and sell language reference books to the tattered ones without telling the adults.

You have been gone for four years, and there has been no news, your parents are still disappointed, claiming that there is no daughter like you, and just the year before last, you sent a letter home, in the letter, you said that you were filming in City A recently, cooperating with Big S, very busy, and it was inconvenient to go home.

I was happy about this for a few days, and when I met people, I said, you know that you can do it, and in a few years, on the bright Avenue of Stars, there will be a girl named Shen Qiuliang.

She will be popular, she will release records, and she will become a star......"

We finally got into a van, it was cramped, but we were able to make do with it, everyone in the car was wearing masks, and the flu has been spreading really badly lately.

Through the car window, it was getting dark outside......

It was 7 o'clock in the evening when I got home.

The weather in my hometown doesn't have to be honest, it's cold to the bone, after dinner, I shivered and nested in the quilt, and flipped through a copy of Han Han's latest "His Country", which has such a plot: Zuo Xiaolong mistakenly took the cartoon character Bikachu for Cupid, the god of love, and wrote a letter to Huang Ying with Pikachu's letterhead.

My heart trembled inexplicably, and my sorrow fell to the ground.

My mother muttered while helping me make the bed: "Why are you so sloppy when you're such a big person?" I haven't even tidied up a quilt! ”

I said, Mom, is there any news of the cool autumn recently?

"Why do you keep mentioning her?" Mom stopped what she was doing, obviously a little angry, "She is not a relative of our family, when I was young, you walked so closely with her, I was really afraid that you would be damaged by her!" ”

"You can't say that Qiu Liang, she's a good girl, and besides, she has a good chance of becoming a star soon......"

"Do you believe her words?" After a pause, she said, "You are too young to understand the cruelty of this society, what do you think a girl who has not even graduated from elementary school can make a name for herself in a big city?" A few days ago, someone said that they saw her in Tong'an City. ”

My hand gripped the Pikachu charm tightly.

Qiu Liang, I really hope that person is not you! Not you!

Good no good?

On Sunday afternoon, take a ride back to school.

The bus stopped at the Guzhuang intersection station, I got off the bus and walked to the door of the 'Jane Eyre' barber shop.

The barber shop is doing very well, with mostly eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls wearing inappropriate make-up and exaggerated costumes, and most of the customers are grown men.

I finally found you.

At that moment, I seemed to feel the sound of the whole world collapsing......

I don't know why I don't have the courage to face you.

You're giving a man a haircut, a faint smile on your lips, the weather in Tongancheng is much warmer than in your hometown, and you're wearing a dark green suspender miniskirt.

"Look at what! Haven't you ever seen an old lady cut her hair? ”

Suddenly, the second your gaze was mine, and you froze, your eyes glaring at the boss under the look of eyeshadow.

For a long time, you stared at my face, Gillian, why are you here?

You recognize me.

I haven't seen you for four years, you, thin; Tired; tired; Also ripe.

"How's it going, you're surprised to see me here, right?" She put down her work and fiddled with her nails, and there was something indescribable in her tone.

I nodded, not wanting to lie.

You pull out a 555 cigarette, light one, and hand me another.

I shook my head and said, "I won't smoke." ”

As if you remembered something, you jokingly said, "Oh, I almost forgot, you should still be in school, right?" Of course not! “

The tone faded away from the childishness of the past, and was replaced by a face that was so strange to me that it was disgusting!

"Are you awake?" An An said, smiling rather than smiling.

She hadn't been so calm in a long time.

Liang Fanxin will also be going to sleep soon.

"You complained to me about the hardships of life in the past few years, leaving your hometown four years ago to work in City A, thinking that you would do a good job and let the people in your hometown stare at it after becoming famous. Who knows, in just a few days, all the money you brought with you was cheated away, and you had to look for a job, without a diploma, it was even more difficult to find a job than to climb to the sky! In the end, you have no choice but to go to Tong'an City to learn haircuts.

Tears glistened in my eyes, and I knew you were lying.

Qiu Liang, if growing up means learning to face reality and learn to lie, then I would rather you never grow up!

Now you are so strange that it makes me feel heartache.

Actually, it's good to be a barber, at least you can have no quarrel with the world.

Only, I still can't forgive you for your deception.

You introduced me to your so-called 'sisters' in the barber's room.

They looked at my white school uniform and ponytail in amazement, and laughed: "Qiu Liang, I didn't expect you to have such a pure girl friend." ”

"Fuck you! Lady, before I did this business, I was also a pure girl! This society is so fucking cruel! "You're spitting and laughing insolently.

Perhaps, you and them are the same kind now, right?

The reality is really cruel!

The Bikachu charm I was holding in my hand ended up slipping back into my pocket, because I knew it belonged to both of us.

I'm the only one who still sticks to it.

You made excuses and reasons to get me out of the barbershop, and you said it was getting late, so go to study at night!

"What about you?"

"Me? My business here is good in the evening! They all come...... Shen Qiuliang is dead, don't come to her! ”

Oh, yes! I smiled bitterly, the energetic and energetic person who would sell the language reference book for Pikachu's ornament like me is dead!

Walking through the barber shop, I tried not to look back until I was completely immersed in darkness.

The night in Tong'an City is also a little cold.

Qiu Liang, I don't think you'll ever know, that night, after returning to the dormitory, what a sweet dream I had.

About you.

In the dream, you stand on a starlit stage, facing all the audience, smiling slightly, wearing a large pink dress with lace trims, and your eyes reveal a strange look.

The moment I stepped forward and handed the Bhikachu charm to you, the moment Bikachu came to life, jumping, jumping, laughing, and surrounding us.

When I woke up, the 17-year-old's sky was still pale.

Just the next day, I heard from my classmates that the 'Jane Eyre' barber shop had been reported last night for engaging in illegal sales, and the police who raided it were arrested.

Where did you go, it's not clear!

Maybe he escaped, maybe he was caught......

There is no answer.

We haven't heard from us since.

Still, I still love the Pikachu charm, even though it's very old.

I looked at it, and it turned out that Bikachu, who was always smiling, would also cry, but no one noticed.

You see, it's crying......

Hand in hand, silently, all the time quiet.

It's a skin, a card, and an autumn that belongs to me alone!

and—

Memories that I cherish alone!

Flipping through the diary of that year, Ye Yipeng fell into deep thought.

January: Look at the face of the moon you look at

There are 150 days left before the college entrance examination, and it is approaching Chinese New Year's Eve, you come to me.

You call me, warm. You say, I don't want to go to school anymore.

My heart was twisting like a knife, as if the person who wanted to drop out of school was me, not you.

Ye Yipeng, why do you choose to retreat in this upcoming last semester? I was uncomfortable, overwhelmed, but had nothing to say.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, you quietly pack your bags and leave, no text messages, no QQ notifications.

The family is reunited, everyone is happy, only me, under the moon, watching the fireworks that bloom, stealing a bottle of Moutai from my father, drinking for the first time in my life alone, watching others laugh.

Today is also my birthday, Ye Yipeng, you know, I was born on Chinese New Year's Eve, and I was born to be lively.

But now, it is me who is sad, I am lonely, I am warm, and I am not warm at all at the moment.

Because you're gone, quietly.

February: How much do you know about the flowers in your dreams?

There are 120 days left before the college entrance examination, and school has started.

I went to school alone, old school and old class, but I didn't see you, the old you, and I was born nostalgic.

You really gave up and didn't come to school, but fortunately, my heart is not so uncomfortable.

But Ye Yipeng, do you know? You are the only one in our class, but you are the one I care about the most.

The school has become more beautiful, there are a few paths, from the class to the downstairs of the cafeteria, there are a lot of carmine along the way, we used to run to the cafeteria, now I prefer to walk slowly on the path alone, alone.

In early spring, carmine blooms, and it is fragrant in an instant, but it also falls quickly, unlike other flowers. I looked at the carmine that fell all over the ground, and I was melancholy and hesitant.

Of course, that's all you don't know.

March: My clattering horseshoe was a beautiful mistake

There are still 100 days before the college entrance examination, the school held a 100-day oath, and on Sunday afternoon, a group of people ran to the Confucian Temple throughout the year.

The teacher said that sincerity is spirituality. We were all shouting slogans, I'm going to college! There was a lot of noise, Ye Yipeng, why don't you want to go to college?

The swearing-in ceremony was very grand, and despite the scorching sun, everyone was cheering and shouting. In the end, the teacher who led the group gave each of us bamboo slips and asked us to write on them the universities we wanted to go to, and then hang them on the back wall.

I wrote about Xiamen University, and when I hung it, Peixian was also hanging in that position, and I saw that what he wrote was also Xiamen University.

He said, "Warm, is it okay for us to go to the same university?" I didn't speak.

Ye Yipeng, how I wish it would be you who said this to me.

In the past, we also said that we wanted to go to the same university together, but after the passage of time, we realized that you are you, I am me, and we are no longer us.