Chapter 45: Revisiting the Old Place

The jade grass is dewy, the wind is suspicious and rainy.

The dog barked in search of prestige, and the leaves were pulp last night.

The autumn is cool and warm, and the clouds are cold and the mandarin ducks are sleeping.

The small building is built in jade, and Zhu Yan worships Du Niang.

Qiu Se walked along the corridor downstairs in the dormitory towards the campus, and the campus convenience store slowly walked away behind her.

It was a winter morning, and she and Xue Mengzhu hurriedly went to the convenience store to buy bread and prepare to take it to the classroom to eat. She hurriedly went to lift the antique-grade cotton curtain hanging on the door frame of the convenience store, and before her hand touched the curtain, the curtain was lifted from the inside, and a tall figure walked out from behind the curtain, but there was no face - it was not yet dawn, and it was a black international student who came out, Qiu Se exclaimed: "Oops, I am scared to death!" The black friend grinned, showed his snow-white teeth, and said in an exaggerated northeastern accent: "Oh mom, you scared me to death!" Thinking of this, Qiu Se turned his head and looked at the campus convenience store behind him, it was still the same red brick wall, and it was still crowded with people coming in and out, but there was no more Xue Mengzhu and no longer Qiu Se. But thinking of that bright black and white smile, Qiu Se still smiled unconsciously.

Turning a corner, she came to the school building where their class was located, and in front of the building, in the year she graduated, a new basketball court was built. It was an early summer afternoon, and the school had organized a game on the basketball court, which she didn't want to see, because the night before, she was chatting with Jing Xuan and her eyes were swollen from crying. She still remembered the feeling of the sun basking on her face, as if the new slender willow leaves were rippling on her shoulders, and when she looked up, she saw the shriveled green leaves lying on the branches, not very energetic.

When I entered the teaching building, there was a hollow railing on the second floor, white, and in those days, there would be a lot of people leaning on it every morning to memorize words, buzzing. Today is Saturday and the school building is exceptionally quiet.

Walking up the steps, Qiu Se walked to the 6th floor in one breath, followed the route in her memory, walked to the right, and walked all the way, and she finally came to the door of the classroom back then. The door to that classroom was open, and there was no one inside. Qiu Se suddenly felt as if his heart was imprisoned by something. She couldn't believe that she was really standing at the door of the classroom in her class back then. She took a step back and looked back at the path she had come from—the corridor was long—and at that time Jing Xuan said that he was afraid of the long corridor, afraid of spiders...

Qiu Se wanted to cry a little, but felt that there was nothing to cry about. She exhaled deeply, turned her head to look at the classroom—the blackboard, the desks and chairs—and suddenly had the illusion of traveling back to the past, and she even felt that the next second, maybe Jing Xuan would appear in front of her with a book under her arm, and say to her, "Morning! "Maybe at the moment he was sitting in a chair reading a book, the light was a little dim, but he didn't turn on the light, and the silhouette seemed gentle and deep...

Qiu Se wanted to go in and sit down, but she still didn't go in after all. She took out her phone, turned it against the light, and took a picture of the classroom.

Coming out of the teaching building, she walked around the basketball court past the second teaching building, walked to the asphalt road on the campus, on the side of the road, it was the art building, and at the intersection turned right, went straight and then turned left to the concert hall, turned right, opposite the gymnasium, and went forward, it was the football field - there used to be a boy there, his hair flew up to the back of his head when he ran, his clothes were windy, he won the ball, he would be high-spirited, and if he lost, he would be secretly sad.

There is a three-way intersection in the gymnasium, and next to one of the intersections is the third canteen, and the food is not cheap but not very tasty. If you want to say that Qiu Se will never forget, there are only pork rib noodles inside, thin noodles, thick soup, green green onions, come to it in a bowl in winter, eat it hot, and then go back to the bedroom to sleep, it is really a happy memory.

Walk along the road to the gymnasium, flanked by tall poplar trees, which the wind invites to sing on summer evenings. Once, there was a boy who asked a girl out for a walk, and he didn't know what to say, he kicked all the garbage cans along the road with his dexterity, and the girl pointed to the camera and said, "There is surveillance!" He grimaced at the camera even more playfully.

Qiu Se unconsciously wanted to be next to those poplar trees, as if that way, so that he could get closer to "himself".

On the left side of the road is a 2-storey red brick building that looks old. In the winter of her sophomore year, Xue Mengzhu suddenly fell ill, and Qiu Se accompanied her here every day for infusion. This is the school hospital.

There is a small garden with a low mountain behind the school hospital, and when she was about to graduate, she and Xue Mengzhu wore skirts of the same color and different styles, and took a lot of photos in it. At that time, Qiu Se's health was not good, and Qiu Se in the later photos had a tiredness on his face that could not be concealed.

Qiu Se walked under the poplar tree, his feet on the yellow and green fallen leaves, his feet were soft, and his heart was also soft. Walking on this campus, everything is so familiar, and everything is so distant.

Qiu Se's hand was stuck in the pocket of his windbreaker, holding the phone tightly, worried that he would not pay attention, so he let himself call Jing Xuan and said, "Jing Xuan, I'm waiting for you at school." ”

She walked slowly, and she was reluctant to walk through the memories too quickly.

Behind the row of poplars on the right side of the road is the old court - basketball and volleyball courts. In the winter, the school pours ice here. Then there will be pairs of boys and girls skating on it, some holding hands and skating freely, some staggering and unsteady, and being able to be held up when they are about to fall. Xue Mengzhu is a southerner, this sport is not good at it, although Qiu Se is an authentic northerner, skating, but not as good as a three-legged cat, by chance asked a few classmates to play, and finally ended up freezing his feet. There is a narrow path behind the old course, and in the summer it will be full of purple morning glories, which are unbridled and brilliant, just like youth on the court, and even sweat is clear.

Finally, Qiu Se walked to the square in front of the first teaching building, which was as green as before. There are students shuttling between them in twos and threes. Qiu Se looked at the library, and the stone carving Confucius stood at the source of the fragrance of books for ten years, his eyes blazing. That year, Deng Junhan's mobile phone was lost, and it mysteriously appeared at the feet of Confucius and his old man.

Qiu Se still remembers that evening, she, Jing Xuan, and Deng Junhan were in front of the library, waiting for the 50th anniversary party to begin. And "Little White Shoes" has become one of Jing Xuan's impressions of Qiu Se. The fireworks that night were particularly beautiful and stunning.

There is a small door to the left of the library, and from there, there is the "small street" where Qiu Se and the others used to go. There are stickers, small gift shops, bookstores, small clothing stores, all kinds of snacks, as well as the "boating" bar where Jingxuan fought and the "Dolphin Bay" theme hotel...

Qiu Se walked down the side street with emotion, trying to find the "old Sichuan" spicy tang that he often ate at that time, but he didn't find it - yes, I heard that soon after they graduated, the proprietress of "Old Sichuan" went back to her hometown to give birth, no wonder she couldn't find it. Recalling the spicy aroma of the 3 yuan bowl, Qiu Se couldn't help but regret it. She walked down the side street, where there were more snacks than before, but the ones she had eaten before were gone. In the end, she found "Granny Zhang's porridge" in the back row of tin rooms, and the eight-treasure porridge that cost 5 cents a bowl has now risen to 2 yuan, but when she smelled the familiar smell, Qiu Se was almost moved to tears...