Chapter 73 When I Found a Window
He planned a trip, alone, at the end of the year, for seven days.
Before leaving, he promised Aunt Wen to return to Wen's house for the New Year. She must have been afraid that he would face the entire white building alone, and on reunion day, he would feel lonely.
Yan Xi smiled, what is there? The death of Uncle Wen can be seen in the blow to the person who is like a mother in front of him.
She asked him about his schedule, and Yan Xi said to go south for a walk.
Desolate eyes looked at him.
Yan Xi sighed and hugged gently: "Auntie, there is more than one city in the south, don't worry." Hanging his head slightly, his slender fingers falling down his hairline, he said flatly, "Auntie, don't force me anymore." β
That huge pink bag has been abandoned for a long time. When Yan Xi packed his luggage, he was inexplicably happy and excited in his heart, like a child's spring outing, which had not been so leisurely for a long time.
Tagore's "Birds" was in the pocket of his fat coat, but he fell asleep wrapped in a blanket on the plane.
I woke up, looked at the beautiful flight attendant, whistled softly, and sincerely admired, but forgot to be frivolous.
"I drink coffee, no sugar, no creamer, thank you," he said. β
Then, in a happy mood, I watched the flight attendant rebrew coffee with a stinky face.
The baby in the arms of the young mother next to her was crying and not stopping, and the passengers in the other seats looked at him with displeasure in their eyes.
The young mother was holding a bottle in her hand, very embarrassed, and asked Yanxi, "Can you help me hold him?" He's hungry and I need to make it for him. β
Yan Xi was stunned, smiled and said, "Okay." β
"Two hands, be careful, yes, hold him like this." The young mother told her and left with the bottle.
Yan Xi hugged the soft little body, her fingers were stiff, her big eyes were lowered, and she looked at the little doll.
The doll sees big eyes, so big big eyes, not mom, woo woo woo, mom, mom...... Heart-rending crying.
Yan Xi made a grimace, looked at each other, puffed out his cheeks, and teased the doll. The doll continued to cry, crying so much that her nose and eyes were wrinkled, so aggrieved and aggrieved.
Yan Xi is speechless, cry again, cry again and eat you.
The young mom trotted over and shoved the pacifier into the doll's mouth. Knock knock knock.
The doll looked at the big eyes sweating and staring, the black and white eyes blinked, forgot to cry, burped, giggled, and reached out to grab his hair.
Yan Xi remembered the chocolate candy in his pocket, took it out, peeled it off, and put it to the doll's lips.
The little doll licked and licked, laughed and laughed, and saliva dripped onto Yan Xi's fingers. Yan Xi smiled: "Why do you love to laugh so much?" β
The young mother also laughed: "His nickname is Xiaoxiao." β
Yan Xi hugged the doll and pondered: "Well, if I have a son in the future, I will call him Wahaha, and let him laugh every day." β
The mother laughed, "Your child will cry later." β
Yan Xi handed the doll to his mother, folded his hands behind his neck, smiled lightly, and closed his eyes: "In this way, it seems that life is also worth looking forward to." β
Of course, it turns out that a few years later, he hugged his doll and shouted Wahaha, and the children's shoes basically ignored him, only staring at the new toy in his hand with big eyes, poking and poking, and felt that it was fun to hold the toy and kiss it, and hold the father who held the toy and kissed it; It's not fun anymore, throw it at your feet, staggered and step on, and despise it.
He went to many places, following the trails he had walked many years ago.
Dock, plum blossom, fisherman's house, blue waves, black water, small town, city god temple.
He ate the white sugar cake he had eaten many years ago, and saw the child wearing the tiger's head hat and the Lin family's tofu workshop that had already stained his calligraphy.
Walking to the City God Temple, the blind fortune teller asked him to draw a lot, he thought about it and said no.
Seeking wealth, peace, and marriage seems to be a big deal, but it seems to be sad that everything is left to heaven.
The sky is easy to age, not to mention life.
Life is short, how many years, it is better not to realize that it is not yourself who mentions yourself.
Yan Xi stood in front of the statue of the clay god surrounded by fireworks*, pointed around the red Buddha beads, closed them, and bowed three times.
What to ask for?
The family is rich, the prince of Gongsun, and the white horse is light Qiu.
For thousands of years, everyone has been like this, and words may not be changed for one or two.
He raised his beautiful eyebrows and smiled: "May the person I miss be thousands of miles away from the ominous person's words, and the life will be safe." β
Stay away from those who bring her all the misfortune and suffering.
As long as the years are safe.
Even though...... Life is gone.
Sitting next to the Buddha statue and chanting sutras and protecting the lamp, the young man in the monk's robe buried in the shadows opened his eyes slightly, glanced at him, smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate, and he was bookish: "Donor, it's not appropriate, it's not appropriate." β
Yan Xi sneered: "This little master, first wipe the dim sum residue from the corner of your mouth and then train us mortals." β
The young man in the monk's robe "Oh", generously dusted off the monk's robe and the dim sum residue on his mouth, and carefully wrapped the uneaten white sugar cake and stuffed it into the cuffs, not feeling that there was anything wrong with his movements, and smiled: "Donor, it's not appropriate, it's not appropriate." β
Yan Xi twitched: "Do you have anything else to say?" β
The corner of the monk's clothes seemed to contain boundless spring flowers in the corners of his eyes, and he spoke softly, and the words were clear: "According to the old man, since the words in the donor's mouth are ominous, they must be harmful to others and themselves, and they are heinous, and they should be kicked to the eighteenth layer of hell with a thousand cuts, why bother to worship the Buddha, why don't I sell you a scarecrow, how about you stab him a few times every day and make him feel painful?" β
Yan Xi: "Thank you little master for your concern, no need to ......"
The young man's face was unhealthily white, but he smiled brightly: "You're welcome." β
The top of the hair is shaved off, but there is no ordination point.
Ah Heng had a dream. She had many, many fireworks in her hand, and when she lit them, they only smoked and did not bloom.
When I woke up, there was a thunderous sound of firecrackers outside the window.
Oh, it's already Chinese New Year's Eve.
"Ah Heng, you're awake. Hurry up, my mother cooked a lot of balls, red beans, but delicious. Xiao Wu smiled and leaned out of the bedroom.
Ah Heng smiled: "Trouble Auntie." It's troublesome enough for me to come to the fifth sister's house during the New Year. β
Xiao Wu waved his hand: "It's a big New Year, why is there so much nonsense?" He walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and smiled, "Ah Heng, are you still used to sleeping in my house?" β
Ah Heng was putting on a sweater, and through the sweater, he nodded vigorously: "I slept well." β
During the winter vacation, the eldest sister, the third sister, the fourth and fifth children looked at her, as if they were facing a great enemy, scissors burden hammer, hammer hammer, hammer hammer, hammer for a long time, and made a decision, Ah Heng followed Xiao Wu for the New Year this year.
As a result, Ah Heng followed Xiao Wu back to City B.
Xiao Wu's family is in City B, his parents are civil servants, and his family is in a good situation, only Xiao Wu has an only daughter, who is usually very doting, and even takes Ah Heng very well. Especially when Xiao Wu said that Ah Heng and her have similar interests and hobbies, they like Ah Heng even more.
The so-called hobby, cough, refers to the persistent love for DJ Yan's children's shoes, even if a person has a girlfriend, even if a girlfriend is beautiful enough to throw off the two children a few streets.
Xiao Wu said: "Ah Heng, do you know it, DJ Yan has an audience meeting this afternoon. β
Ah Heng wondered: "Didn't you say that he went out on a trip?" Sometime has been a substitute DJ for both days. β
Xiao Wu said: "It seems that I came back yesterday." Haha, man, tears, I can finally see you, man! β
Ah Heng smiled: "Auntie, it's not that there are not enough people to make dumplings this afternoon, so I won't go." Go ahead and take a few more group photos. β
Xiao Wu touched the child's head: "I don't have a fever." "Huang Ah Heng," Ah Heng, it's DJ Yan, DJ Yan, your favorite DJ Yan! β
Ah Heng laughed: "My favorite is Yan Xi, not DJ Yan." β
The aunt outside the door called the two children to eat rice balls, and Ah Heng walked out in response, leaving Xiao Wu frowning and touching his chin: "Is there a difference?" β
DJ Yan, Yan Xi.
Xiao Wu was spoiled at home, he was not good at housework, and he was kicked out of the kitchen less than three minutes after entering. She pouted and ate the grapes, unconvinced: "Mom, that's my sixth sister, it has nothing to do with you, why do you keep robbing my people!" β
Xiao Wu's mother closed the kitchen door heavily and left a sentence: "There is Ah Heng, can I do without you!" β
Xiao Wu was angry, and pressed the remote control back and forth to vent his anger, shaking his father who was watching TV on the side dizzy: "Go, go, go find your low-level words, don't make trouble." β
"What, it's DJ Yan, DJ Yan, Dad, you hate it too!"
Ah Heng was making dumplings in the kitchen, and when he heard the conversation between Xiao Wu and Xiao Wu's father, he laughed when he listened to it. She said: "Auntie, the fifth sister is very well-behaved in school, and everyone likes her very much." β
Xiao Wu's mother sighed: "No, no, it's too naughty, I have a headache as soon as she comes home." β
Ah Heng laughed again: "The fifth sister often tells me that she loves to eat the dumplings you wrap the most, and one bite in the south is not enough to eat at all." β
Xiao Wu's mother is a hearty person, and she smiled from ear to ear: "Cheng, Aunt Bao is packed today, you eat more." β
The two are very harmonious. I think Xiao Wu told his parents in advance, Xiao Wu's mother was quite evasive about Ah Heng's family, afraid that something wrong would hurt Ah Heng's heart.
Ah Heng was grateful, and told Xiao Wu's mother about Xiao Wu's various interesting things in school, and talked about it, looking at her aunt's face more and more relieved, and her eyes became gentle.
This kind of longing, between mother and daughter, is too subtle, and it is always unsatisfactory to hear from outsiders that the most intimate daughter is growing up.
Although Ah Heng couldn't fully understand, there was always a faint pain in his heart, which was not serious, but it hurt from time to time, like a pinprick in a pin.
At half past four in the afternoon, Xiao Wu made a phone call, and her voice was almost inaudible in the noisy and noisy opposite: "Whoa, Ah Heng, I forgot to take my autograph book, bring it to meβhey...... Don't squeeze, squeeze the old lady to fight with you - radio, hurry up, Ah Heng......"
Then, the phone was cut off.
Ah Heng was stunned, signed book?
Papao ran to Xiao Wu's room, and there was a brand new hardcover autograph book on the desk, which was Xiao Wu's mood diary about DJ Yan.
Ah Heng took his diary: "Uncle and aunt, I'll go for a trip, you make dumplings first, and wait for me and the fifth sister to come back." β
Xiao Wu's father said: "Hey, don't worry, Ah Heng, take my mobile phone, and contact home if you have anything." β
Ah Heng nodded, and went downstairs to find that he was only wearing a sweater. It was still snowing outside, and she was afraid that Xiao Wu would be in a hurry, so she couldn't care about going back to wear her coat, so she hailed a taxi and galloped all the way.
There weren't many people at the entrance of the radio station, and after asking the security guards, I found out that the listeners were on the ninth floor.
The elevator in the hall was idle, Ah Heng sighed and walked in, seeing that people passing by did not take the elevator, I don't know why, I didn't think about it, and pressed the switch.
Just past the eighth floor, there was a shaking, and before Ah Heng could react, the lights in the elevator were all extinguished in an instant. It was as if it had fallen, and the elevator was stuck in the track with a thud.
She grabbed the handrail, but looked up but it was dark.
Smile wryly, what's this called, being stuck in the elevator, maybe the front page headlines tomorrow: DJ Yan listener meeting is extraordinary, and nameless fans are crazy chasing stars in the elevator......
Pressing the emergency button, the child honestly said in the dark: "I'm trapped in the elevator, can you come and save me?" β
Opposite: "Don't you know that the elevator of the radio station is easy to break?" I just reported to the logistics department to change the elevator two days ago, why were you trapped in? β
Heng: "I don't know, I'm not from your radio station. β
Opposite: "The white strip posted on the elevator, do you see it, it is forbidden to use it!" β
Heng: "I really didn't see it. β
The other side was impatient: "Okay, you can wait a while." β
Ah Heng said: "Can you hurry up, I still have something to do." β
The other side said, "Wait." β
Heng: "Oh. β
Shrunk into the corner, a dark and swarthy piece, a confined space, she remembered the "Detective Conan" secret room murder case she watched a long time ago, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
Then, the wait is half an hour.
Then, the child was anxious and felt that she couldn't wait any longer, and if she waited any longer, the fifth sister would bite her to death. So he took out Xiao Wu's father's mobile phone and searched in the elevator for a long time before two bars of signal appeared.
called Xiao Wu, and she said, "Fifth sister, will you borrow someone else's paper first?" I won't be there for a while. β
Xiao Wu was still very noisy: "Ah Heng, where are you now?" β
Ah Heng was depressed: "Between the eighth and ninth floors, I was stuck in the elevator. β
"What?!" Xiao Wu screamed, she had just been lined up, and she was about to leave when she turned her face when she heard Ah Heng's words, but there was a crowd of people behind her, and she couldn't squeeze it, but was stepped on several times.
Xiao Wu was angry, and the Hedong lion roared: "Get out of the fuck for me!" β
Everyone was stunned.
Yan Xi, who was bowing her head to sign, also raised her head, frowned, and looked at her indifferently: "This young lady, what's wrong?" β
Xiao Wu: "Ah, you...... Ask me? Star-eyed, shy, squirming, "Hmm...... It's okay, it's just ...... My sister ...... Well...... Stuck in the elevator. β
It's not good to speak.
Ah Heng heard it clearly on the other side of the phone, and burst into tears.
What a fifth sister who forgets her friends!
Yan Xi coughed lightly, instructed the assistant beside him, and said to Xiao Wu plainly and politely: "Don't worry, I have already told the repair department, it will be fine soon, please comfort that young lady." β
Ah Heng heard Yan Xi's voice in the distance, and burst into tears again.
Xiao Wu's face was full of tears: "Liu'er, did you hear it, DJ Yan helped us reflect the situation, the boss won't forget us, don't be afraid, ah?" A tone of persuading the underground party to be righteous.
Ah Heng smiled: "I know, I haven't eaten the big dumplings made by my aunt." β
After being silent for a long time, licking her lips, Ah Heng asked her: "Fifth sister, Yan Xi...... Does he look okay? β
On the little five lookouts, his face was red and his heart was beating: "Oh mom, let me tell you, he is wearing a white blazer, a blue sweater, and a D&G silver chain today, and that one is handsome, that is...... Real people look too thin. β
Ah Heng was already thinly dressed, and the air in the elevator was thin, so his body was very sleepy and shrunk into a ball: "Fifth sister, in a while, you and Yan Xi will take a group photo." I want to see what he looks like. β
Xiao Wu heard Ah Heng's voice getting smaller and smaller, and he was anxious: "Don't sleep, I'll let them urge again." β
Ah Heng smiled and said, "Okay." β
After another half hour, the elevator still didn't move.
Xiao Wu was crazy and yelled directly at Yan Xi: "DJ Yan, you can't be kind, my sister has been trapped in the elevator for an hour!" This is the ninth floor, the ninth floor, if there are three long and two short, will your radio station pay for it? β
Suddenly remembering something, she opened her mouth and proposed, "Why don't you ...... Why don't you talk to my sister and cheer her up, she usually likes you the most. β
Yan Xi frowned, motioned to the assistant to urge again, stretched out his slender hand to take Xiao Wu's mobile phone, and said softly: "Hey, hello, I'm Yan Xi." β
Ah Heng was silent, listening to Yan Xi's voice, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, and he bent his eyebrows.
Yan Xi didn't hear the other party's answer, and raised his voice: "Are you okay?" Please answer me, I am Yanxi. β
The corners of Ah Heng's lips were dry, he closed his eyes lightly, and whispered: "I know you are Yanxi, really, so noisy." β
Yan Xi was stunned, all the blood rushed to his scalp, he clutched his mobile phone and gritted his teeth: "What did you say?" β
Ah Heng said: "Long time no see, Yan Xi." β
Between the fingers, nose, and lips, it seems that they are all icy, and only the tears in the corners of the eyes are hot.
Long time no see.
Yan Xi took a breath, his face was expressionless, bowed to the audience below, and said lightly: "I'm sorry everyone, this is the end of today. β
Turn around, stride forward, and walk towards the elevator.
It was a cold door, and he could see every strand of his hair.
Inside the door, outside the door.
He shouted, "Ah Heng! β
So loud and loud.
Ah Heng stood up with his hands lightly on the railing, his legs were cold, and he was already unconscious.
In the dark, in four directions, hit the wall, search, touch again, touch the crack of the door. There is not the slightest glimmer of light.
She suddenly felt despair, and the surging fear overflowed every drop of blood.
She said, "Yanxi, I can't see you. β
Ah Heng banged on the door, but he could no longer suppress his emotions and cried heavily.
"Yanxi, where are you? I can not see you! β
Tears instantly fell from Yan Xi's eyes, and his hands slammed the crack in the door. He said, "Be good, be good, don't cry, wait another minute, no, ten seconds." β
The fingers were stuck in the crack of the door, forced, slammed violently, oozing blood.
Ah Heng burst into tears and sobbed: "Yan Xi, I miss you very much, I miss you very much, but I don't dare to think about it." β
Yan Xi roared: "Who the fuck won't let you think about it, Lao Tzu killed him!" β
The blood in his hands blurred and dripped down the smooth doormirror.
The assistants and repairmen who arrived in a hurry hurriedly pulled him away.
Yan Xi grabbed the repairman's collar, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said coldly: "It's my life in the elevator, you can watch it!" β
The voice sounded like it came from hell.
The repairman was sweating profusely, remotely controlling the elevator, and the elevator made a loud rumbling sound. Yan Xi's hands were dripping with blood, and his big eyes were staring at the elevator door.
Ten seconds away.
The signal light, finally, came on.
Bite.
The door, slowly opening, seemed to finally dissipate all the spatial distances of time.
The girl, who cried like a little cat, finally returned to his embrace.
He hugged her, only to realize that without her all these years, he had lived so bleakly. This desolation is not the desolation of not being able to eat pork ribs, but the desolation of never being able to see the person who makes pork ribs again.
When we met, I was young and ignorant, and I didn't know what lovesickness was, and when there was no one in my dream, I realized that her appearance was drawn into his mind thousands of times, and it coexisted with time.
He wanted to say, "Ah Heng, I'm really hungry. β
But when the tears fell, they wept silently.