Volume II: Cotton Thoughts] - Dedication

In the name of the flower you love, give me a place to live for the rest of my life.

In the name of your word, redeem my absence for the rest of my life.

—Xu Ciliang

At the end of the song, there is nothing more than this:

Five years ago, Xiang Dongyang went abroad, and everything for him had to start all over again. Very little is known about him;

Back then, Jiang Xiaomian was the last person to say goodbye to Ye Yao, and later no one knew Ye Yao's whereabouts, and the Ye family gradually disappeared from Changnan from when;

Without the existence of a rival in love, Han Feiran ended up pursuing Jiang Xiaomian with peace of mind;

And Jiang Xiaomian never accepted Han Feiran.

Jiang Wanwan silently watched Han Feiran always only turn to Jiang Xiaomian's side, Han Feiran waited for Jiang Xiaomian for a few years, she waited for Han Feiran for a few years;

Dai Shiqian hid his love for Jiang Wanguan, because he was self-aware, and with the graduation from college, everyone went their separate ways, and this love gradually disappeared;

Jiang Wanguan hates Dai Shiqian to the extent that all the men in the world are dead, and Jiang Wanguan will not look at him squarely. How could a woman who was full of desire to be a white swan stoop down and fall to a vulgar toad;

Do you remember Li Xiaohuan? Her presence for everyone is always very inconspicuous, like dispensable dust that bounces into the air. But a withdrawal application from school came for no reason. But almost no one cared about it;

Everyone also occasionally thinks of Ye Yao.

Ye Yao, the smiling face engraved on the tombstone, she is in the world that everyone can't see, with the white hyacinth as her companion;

What about Xu Zifan?

Back then, he was not seen again in school, and I heard Lu Xiaoguo say that he went abroad for graduate school.

Oh, this nerd, at least he has realized the dream he insisted on at the beginning. But after five years, I don't know if I will see him again. If you can see you again, I hope he will degenerate from that nerdy gas in his body! Otherwise, when I meet him again, I can imagine the rotten smell of books clogging the pores of his body. If that's the case, Lu Xiaoguo will definitely be smoked and vomited;

Lu Xiaoguo and Lin Shen.

According to reliable sources, the love progress of the happy couple has sounded the alarm of lagging behind! The two quarreled with each other all day long at school, but they were inexplicably comfortable and peaceful; Later, with Lu Xiaoguo's graduation, the two of them pulled a distance, and it was not until Lin Shen graduated that they met occasionally and quarreled back to their original lives.

In the dark, presumably Yue Lao prefers them! The red thread tied for the two of them is not only thick, but it is estimated that there are several dead knots!

Every year passes, Jiang Xiaomian will always be uncomfortable with the newly promoted year. Because when writing the date, I always like to write the year of the previous year. A colleague joked, "Ah, Xiaomian, you really know how to live, the more you go backwards, no wonder you are young!" ”

When the first spring thunder fell from the sky, the spring rain followed;

When the old year's red is buried in the soil and crushed into spring mud, the kapok will also bloom;

Time follows the thread of the story, embedded in the stump in a circle, hidden in a place where there is a section that can only be seen.

We call that mark the rings.

Call those stories youth.

Those veins are called growth.

It's March 2018.

Jiang Xiaomian came to the Hope Primary School in the suburbs of Erxi City, the once dilapidated suburbs of Erxi City, how poor it was in the past, and how unexpected changes there are now.

In the past five years, this school has been an exclusive primary school for poor families in the neighborhood, and Jiang Xiaomian feels that the aristocratic primary school he studied when he was a child is not as good as one-tenth of that here. No one wore a brand-name gorgeous costume to show off, and no one held Häagen-Dazs to death; They dug out the pockets of their torn pockets, and compared whose mother's sewing patterns were beautiful; tasted the delicious cans of pickles and beans brought by a classmate, and pestered his mother to make a jar after school; Whoever inadvertently made a tank and plane out of waste cardboard boxes took the whole school by storm the next day...

Jiang Xiaomian walked to the school gate, the kapok tree she planted, the bald branches seemed to be slanting in the years of youth. She thought it was still in the growth stage, and it would bloom very late.

The sound of extracurricular play, the sound of "puff, puff", accompanied by counting.

"Twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven"

"Hang up, it's our team's turn... Twenty-seven, twenty-six, twenty-five..."

It's their shuttlecock stuff.

The kid who was kicking the shuttlecock saw Jiang Xiaomian, and immediately accepted the shuttlecock and laughed: "Sister Xiaomian is here!"

Then a group of little bees buzzed around Jiang Xiaomian, chattering about interesting things in class.

Jiang Xiaomian asked them with a smile: "What about Sister Lin Shen?"

One child fastened her red scarf and said, "She's in the fifth-grade classroom with Brother Guoli!"

Brother pot lid?

I'm afraid this is another apt nickname for the approaching group, and it was all brought out by Lin Shenjiao!

"Jingle Bell"

When they heard the bell ringing, they all pushed back to their classrooms, wiped their sweat, and sat down in line.

Jiang Xiaomian went up to the fourth floor, and the entire teaching building was the happiest and most noisy classroom in the fifth grade, because Lin Shen and Lu Xiaoguo were substitute teachers in it.

Substitute? In fact, it is clearly a joke.

Jiang Xiaomian approached the classroom window, and Lin Shen's voice was heard joking with Xiao Guo to his classmates, "This brother has never failed math, and his college diploma was deducted by the school for a long time before he got it!" So, what he teaches you, you only have to listen to it halfway! Can't believe it all!"

"Brother Guoli miscalculated the area of the circle, we have to punish him!" The classmate in the back row was coaxing.

Lu Xiaoguo closed his eyes and lowered his head and smiled in acceptance, who told him to compete with them in the last class to calculate the area of the circle as 3.14 times the square of the diameter?

At that time, Lin Shen said jokingly, "No wonder the mind is so round, it turns out to be doubling and expanding!" ”

"Then I'll punish him for wiping the blackboard all morning!"

"Good!"

Lin Shen spread the blackboard eraser in front of Lu Xiaoguo, the blackboard eraser accumulated a thick layer of ash, and as soon as Lu Xiaoguo raised his head, the chalk ash that was shaken out of the blackboard was on his face.

"Lu Xiaoguo, please accept the punishment of your miscalculation!"

He puffed the chalk ash, no way, who made himself inferior to this group of children! Pick up the blackboard and erase, shake your arms to the maximum extent, pretend to be very hard, shake your head and sing: "Brush brush, don't desert me in class, find Ultraman to fight monsters after class, the knowledge of the red hook in the test paper, and my father and mother are happy......"

"I taught you math in the last class, so will I teach you ancient poetry in this class?"

"Good!"

The chalk in Lin Shen's hand clicked by, and the students saw that the blackboard wrote: "Visit Dai Tianshan Taoist priest is not met".

They read it out softly: "Didn't you meet a Taoist priest in Dai Tianshan?" ”

One of them asked: "Sister Lin Shen, what kind of mountain is the Tianshan Mountain in the title?" ”

Lu Xiaoguo cleared his throat and said proudly: "Tianshan, that is majestic, one of the seven major mountain systems in the world, across China and many countries..."

Lin Shen folded the chalk in half and threw it at Xiao Guo: "If you don't understand, shut up!" Make a show of oneself! ”

The chalk happened to be thrown into the yellow hair on top of his head, as if it were covered by a net. Lu Xiaoguo shook his head several times before the chalk fell out, and everyone giggled.

After Lin Shen wrote the whole poem neatly, he knocked on the key points to explain to everyone: "It's 'Dai Tianshan' instead of 'Tianshan', the poet Li Bai has also studied in this mountain temple!" He went to visit the Taoist priests in the mountains, but he did not meet them, and instead described to us the beautiful scenery of Dai Tian Mountain. ”

"Oh, so Brother Pot Cover is wrong again!"

Lu Xiaoguo smiled shamefully and twisted his face away.

The immature accent and the neat poetic voice gradually came out:

"In the sound of the dog barking in the water, the peach blossoms bring the rain.

When the tree is deep, I see deer, and I don't hear the bell at noon.

The wild bamboo is divided into green mist, and the flying spring hangs on the blue peak.

No one knows where to go, and they are sad to rely on two or three pines. ”

Lin Shen took them to read ancient poems, and after appreciating and interpreting them, he said: "When I was a child, my grandfather loved Li Bai's poems the most, and my two words 'Lin Shen' came from this ancient poem, 'Lin Shen saw a deer when he saw it'." ”

"Wow," everyone cheered.

Only Lu Xiaoguo raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes, and muttered: "It's clear that a mother-in-law who sells pirated copies, pretending to be an elegant person and a high-minded person!" ”

I don't know if it's out of tacit understanding or if Lin Shen has a pair of thousand miles of ears, Lu Xiaoguo muttered quietly, he was still glared at by Lin Shen with a round eyes.

"Lin Shen saw a deer when he saw ...", a classmate found something, and raised his hand to signal: "Sister Lin Shen, it seems that this poem also writes the surname of Brother Guoli in it!" ”

The other students were taken to read a few sentences: "Lin Shen saw a deer when he saw it!" (Lu)"

Lu Xiaoguo muttered, "Hehe, it's really true!" ”

"Yikes! Stop! Lin Shen refuted it and circled the word "deer" with red chalk, "I've taught it in vain, right, everyone copies the ancient poems a hundred times!" Next PE class cancelled! ”

Jiang Xiaomian stopped by the window to listen to the lecture, their classroom atmosphere was so lively that they couldn't leave the laughter, so that no one noticed her existence.

The warm wind breathed through, the continuous smoke and rain drifted down, and the first mist and thick clouds were like the white yarn that the coonyarn fairy deliberately fell on the world, saving everything into a flickering reality. After gaining momentum, the thick fog attacked wildly with its mouth open, but it was always broken through by the red, and Jiang Xiaomian smiled proudly.

She laughed at the vain whiteness, and she couldn't hide the redness.

That red is kapok red.

The red kapok in the spring of March, the flowers bloom season after season, and they are never late. And what about the deceased?

Indeed, nothing in the world can escape the "similar flowers every year, and different people every year".

There was an old poem title: "You don't see, the bleak stream is in the east, and the kapok is sad and sad." Jiang Xiaomian thought to herself: "He is over there, he shouldn't have seen Kapok again." After thinking about it, I got off the teaching building, quietly blended into the smoke and rain, and got close to it.

The little warm wind blew into a strong wind, and it was really cold. Jiang Xiaomian could feel the raindrops speeding up the activity, she stretched out her palm, and it melted into the palm of her hand like a thin soft needle. Inhale again, and the scent of kapok is slightly attached to the breath.

Jiang Xiaomian heard the sound of his footsteps covering the rain, and the coolness of the smoke and rain falling on his body was covered. A familiar voice that filled the five years of her time.

"Xiaomian, let's go back. Although it is winter, the cold still needs to be guarded against. ”

Jiang Xiaomian turned around and looked at Han Feiran, who was speaking, he was no longer the dress he looked like a student back then. The suit and leather shoes that climbed out of the civilian clothes, lined with the business calculation mind, seemed to show his talent and promisingness by his outfit alone; Soon, he will set up his own law firm, and after graduating and working hard for more than three years, he will have good results, and he can be regarded as living up to his old mother in the family.

The only bad point is that Jiang Xiaomian doesn't know how to express it. I remember when I first met Han Feiran in college, his clean eyes could make people feel at ease. After a long time, his eyes seemed to fall into the Yellow River and wash them again. If you look at him for more than thirty seconds, Jiang Xiaomian will be sincerely afraid.

She felt that this kind of panic should not be there, and when she turned her head, maybe the students were trained by society and this is like this.

Jiang Xiaomian arrived at the door of the house, and just put the key into the lock hole, he was startled by the sound of broken glass in the house. She thought, in the next second, it was definitely Uncle Xian's scolding.

"Since he doesn't come back, don't go look for him!"

Jiang Xiaomian opened the door hard, and saw a "click", and the phone was thrown in a very middle position.

Nanny Gu's mother hurriedly came to clean up the debris on the ground, Bai Shengxue brought a new glass of water to make Xian's father angry, and hammered him on the back: "Don't worry, Xinchen is just a little stubborn..."

"If it weren't for him, who would want to wait for an old girl to help me take care of the company without complaint! If you're Xiyan's mother, you'll hammer me to death! ”

Jiang Xiaomian listened to Uncle Xian's words, and knew that Xian Xinchen was bent on going his own way for the sake of his wishes.

Over the years, for the sake of Wu Yuanhao, Xian Xinchen has not been able to seek his father's consent for marriage. And Xiang Xiyan is simply the standard daughter-in-law set by Xian's father, and she refuses to let go like digging a treasure.

Xiang Xiyan has a good appearance, which can promote the development of Xian Xiang's two companies, and Sheng Xing can also add a powerful leader at the level of the crown princess; And Wu Yuanhao, just based on her sickness since childhood, not to mention whether she can leave a son and a half daughter for Xian Xinchen, even her uncertain illness after bone marrow transplantation treatment, she suddenly became troubled at any time one day.

Xian's father is old, and his youngest son is not even old enough for junior high school, so why bother to get a daughter-in-law who wants people to worry about, so that when he dies, he is still worried and can't let go.

For this matter, the contradiction between the father and son escalated like a flickering fire a few years ago, and Xian Xinchen almost reached the point of ignoring the company, which was the first time he was willful.

When Bai Shengxue saw that her daughter was back, she hurriedly asked, "Xiaomian, did Xinchen tell you when he will come back?"

Jiang Xiaomian shook his head.

Father Xian slapped the table again, the teacup made a loud noise, and scolded: "Such a rebel, why do you still want to go to him!" ”

"Look at you, the doctor wants you to pay more attention to your body, but you don't listen, and you are angry again!"

Jiang Xiaomian watched her mother chatting with Uncle Xian, and she couldn't insert anything, so she went upstairs and went back to the room.

The span of youth follows the eternal pace,... Middle school, high school, college, work.

Jiang Xiaomian's work has hardly been idle for a while, and the sample design paper occupies the desk area. The difference between sitting in an office and sitting in a room is just working through a space.

It was only the beginning of the month, and Jiang Xiaomian's design manuscript was rejected N times by the boss pointing out the problem! After doing market research, he typed out the report on the keyboard, and the words walking in rows were dense, and Jiang Xiaomian felt tired.

She flipped through the information of well-known fashion designers as a spur! The heart shouted: "Sure enough, dreams are the other side of reality, when can I be like them, information and honor are tied together..."

The message in the WeChat group rang a few times, Jiang Xiaomian unplugged the charging mobile phone, lay on the bed and looked through the chat history of his colleagues, and their overtime complaints kept popping up on the screen.

Jiang Xiaomian saw each of their complaints about the boss's female devil, and only smiled slightly, and did not participate in their topic. Flipping to the friends list again, when she was swiping the screen, the phone suddenly didn't hold it steady, and the interface fell between her fingers, and the phone slammed her nose after swiping the friends list to the bottom.

"Ahh Jiang Xiaomian shouted a slight pain, and when he picked up the phone again, the friend list was drawn to Xiang Dongyang's avatar.

Jiang Xiaomian's gaze stayed slightly, this person has occupied WeChat memory for so many years but has never spoken, and the dynamics of the circle of friends have never been refreshed, you can imagine how long this WeChat account has been abandoned by him.

"I don't know what kind of life he will be like over there, and what it will be like if we meet again." Thinking about it gradually, Jiang Xiaomian fell asleep with sleepiness, but the phone screen lit up for this name for a long time.

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