Chapter 18: Mother, Father, and Wild Seed
I arrived at school on the morning of October 2.
As soon as I entered the school gate, Principal Jiang came from a distance, and I was about to greet him, but suddenly I noticed that he had turned the round door to avoid me. I can't remember exactly how many times this is, but it seems that since Hua Jiehao invited me to dinner, our relationship has become more and more estranged, and it seems that even the voice of greeting me seems cold and unfamiliar.
I can put up with it once or twice, but my contempt for the personality of "breaking my eyebrows and bending my waist to the powerful" makes me have to fight it with a tooth for a tooth. I know that we will never go back to the golden days of trust, understanding and support.
Passing through the round door, I sat on a stone bench and watched one or two orioles fly among the tall pine trees. Suddenly, a voice from behind me woke me from my silence:
"Hey, so Yaxing, I'm composing poetry!"
I was startled, turned around and slaughtered Lan Junliang fiercely: "That's how reckless!" You see, I finally got the inspiration, and I was so frightened by you, and I don't know where to go! ”
"It's still inspired," Lan Junliang grinned, and immediately said, "Look at your lost soul, it's sympathetic and pitiful!" ”
"When did you start lyrical?" I pretended to be serious and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in men. ”
"But I have." Lan Junliang smiled evilly and leaned his head close to me, "I have taken a fancy to you, a handsome and dashing man with good manners!" ”
I got goosebumps all over my body, and immediately moved away from his head, which was close to me, and he didn't ...... Don't be a broken sleeve.
Lan Junliang laughed and hurriedly waved his hand: "Ah Chu, to be serious, looking at your demeanor just now, I'm worried about you." I heard that this time the vice principal's chair was originally sat by you, I really don't understand, that Yuan Shaoyu, who is only a little learned, can sit in the position of the vice principal. ”
I watched as the oriole among the cedars chirped a few times and flew away, without a trace, without a trace.
I turned my gaze back and smiled at my good friend, still in a faint tone: "Junliang, don't worry, you know me, my biggest interest is in work, and besides, I am unofficial and light." It's normal for Yuan Shaoyan to be the principal, his uncle is the deputy head of the township. ”
Lan Junliang still looked concerned: "Ah Chu, are you really okay?" Just ......"
"It's okay, it's okay, it's really okay!" I hurriedly interrupted him, "Even if the mountain collapses in front of me, I won't change my face and heartbeat, hehe." Let's go to class, the bell is ringing. ”
Lan Junliang is gone.
Sitting on the stone bench, my heart felt as if it had been hollowed out.
I felt as if a large, invisible hand was holding my trachea, preventing me from breathing.
Suddenly, the soul seemed to leave the body, and from the sky it looked down at the man resting on the stone bench with a stiff smile on his face: this man's life was not going well, this man achieved nothing, this man's heart was like ashes!
The soul flew higher and farther away, and the man sitting quietly on the stone bench gradually became smaller and smaller, becoming a speck of dust that fell in the red dust, and finally turned into nothingness.
My heart became more and more irritable, and I began to lose control of my thoughts.
Suddenly it occurred to me what would happen if there was a war or some cataclysm when a comet hit the Earth.
Everything will cease to exist! Everything will be in ashes! There is nothing promising and future in everything!
The so-called splendid civilization built by self-righteous human beings may disappear without a trace in a matter of moments. I feel that human beings are too small, too fragile. Selfishness and narrow-mindedness shackle people's vision, and make people proud and proud of the simple survival and reproduction of ants and rats.
Man's life is only a machine fighting for the conditions of existence and a body bearing the so-called social responsibility, running around and struggling exhaustively, until one day, forever giving up the instinctive contention and jealousy, lying quietly, dust to dust, dust to dust, dust to earth.
The poem of Wang Fanzhi, the eccentric poet of the Tang Dynasty, actually jumped out of my mind at this moment:
Steamed buns outside the city, stuffed grass in the city.
One person eats one, and it doesn't taste good.
……
I don't know how long it took, the mobile phone in my pocket kept calling pulled me back to reality, and I looked at the information displayed on the phone, the area code Beijing.
Who is it? I pressed the answer button.
"Hey, Chu Mingxi? I'm Xu Konglan. Life is good now, right? ”
Xu Konglan? That beautiful Xu Konglan, who is one year older than me and our Chinese department? I haven't heard from you for seven or eight years, and now you have contacted me? A surprise suddenly rose in my heart, and there seemed to be a trace of sentimentality: maybe she has now returned from crossing the ocean with her children and daughters, and she is "full of green leaves and branches" like me?
I was amazed that the innocent hand of time, instead of washing away the feelings that had been buried deep in my heart many years ago, now actually kneaded her voice into a long string of lovesickness, so lingering to tie me. I collected my excited thoughts, and replied in as calm and slightly joyful a tone as possible:
"Oh, it's the beautiful Xu Konglan. Hello, hello! You're so powerful, you actually found my phone number! By the way, you went to Japan after graduating, when did you return to Japan? ”
"Just today, just got off the plane. I heard from a classmate that you broke your brain not long ago, and it's pretty bad, doesn't it matter? From her concerned and gentle voice, I could imagine her anxious and worried look on the other end of the phone! It seems that that the dusty relationship has not been relieved in the last retrospective, and it is still cherished by her and hidden by me with a style and beauty!
"There's really nothing, I'm fine." I didn't hesitate at all, and quickly picked up her words, I really didn't want her to break into my emotional world again, I already owed her too much, "Don't believe those classmates who add fuel and vinegar." ”
"Don't pretend to be easy! I don't know you yet, you won't change color when the sky falls! You must be resting during this time, come to Beijing, many students are thinking about our Chu Caizi. Besides, you know that my father is in Union Hospital, so I can use some connections to give you a follow-up. The medical conditions here are better than yours, and your body is your own. Don't think in the wrong way. ”
Having said that, you still think crookedly that others send out invitations because of unforgettable old feelings? People may have already "grown with green leaves and full of branches", and it would be hypocritical or even amorous to refuse!
In a trance, I really wanted to go to Beijing, and this desire has never been so strong.
Despite the sour nose, I found that my tone of voice was unexpectedly calm: "Okay, this time I will listen to your advice, go to Beijing to see my classmates, and listen to you talk about what I have seen in Japan." Get back in touch when the time comes. ”