Starting from November 18, the test lasted for two days.

The topic is not very simple, the time is very tight, and Ah Heng just rang the bell when he finished writing the last word. She ran to her husband and told her about her problem, and Mr. Li helped her judge that the French foundation was probably wrong in two small places, and everything else was fine.

Mr. Li himself is a separate courtyard, there is a kind of bamboo in front of the study, and the kitchen is in the courtyard, a separate room.

She has always been alone, and her only pleasure at home is reading books.

The cabinet is full of camphor smell, and there are many cheongsams in the collection, which were passed down to her by her husband's mother. One of the red ones is a rose picked by gold thread, which is alive in the cabinet, and the red face is locked, faintly lonely.

Mr. Li handed her a cup of black tea and said with a smile, "This is the wedding dress my mother sewed for me." Unfortunately, she didn't wait for me to wear it. ”

Ah Heng looked at the wardrobe in a daze, glanced at Mr., and looked inquiring. Mr. Li bowed slightly, and then she reached out and gently touched the cheongsam, which was smooth and gentle, soft and fragrant, like a woman's skin.

Ah Heng asked, "Why don't you get married?" ”

Mr. Li smiled: "How do you know that I am not married?" I got married, in 1973, just got married, and then left. ”

Ah Heng asked, "Why?" ”

Mr. Li is over half a hundred years old, but his skin is still well maintained, but it has no elasticity, like a flower blooming to the top. of flowers, only defeat remains.

She said lightly: "At that time, I was still teaching at a high school. My mother is the daughter of a wealthy businessman, and she was forced to confess in 1970 and died of illness. Later, I changed my name, left my hometown, came to teach in H City, and met my love. He is a colleague of mine, from a very good family, and has been a poor peasant for generations. We had just finished getting a marriage certificate at that time, and my parents-in-law didn't like me and told me about it, and I was arrested and criticized, shaved my head and beaten up. They forced my wife to divorce me, and then my wife wrote a divorce paper. ”

Ah Heng was uncomfortable when he heard it, but Mr. Li was not shocked, and only when he mentioned his husband, his expression was gentle.

Ah Heng asked, "And then?" Do you hate your sir very much? ”

Mr. Li stroked his white hair and smiled faintly: "Everyone is gone, what do you hate?" ”

Ah Heng was surprised: "He ......"

"The day after he finished writing his divorce papers, he hanged himself at home," Mr. Li said. ”

She smiled, tears in her eyes: "Then I was released." When I got home, there was nothing left except the cheongsam in the cupboard. The cheongsam I wore when I got married had been torn by those people before, and the one you see now was sewn with gold thread by my lover before he left. ”

Ah Heng looked at the cheongsam, and looked carefully, the golden rose on it was indeed sewn by a person, cleverly covering the previous shattering. Mr. Li looked at Ah Heng: "Silly child, what are you crying about?" ”

Ah Heng touched his face, full of tears. She muttered, "Sir, if I were you, I would definitely hate him, why don't you live well, ...... Alive. ”

Mr. Li smiled: "When we got married, he also said to me: 'Li Qiang, we are not separated. 'In the blink of an eye, my hair is gray, and where is he?' If I want to hate, no one can hate.

"I guess he's just too tired of love, and he's desperately in love.

"But why lie?"

The white heads are inseparable.

During the winter vacation, the dormitory building was to be sealed, and Ah Heng applied for an international student apartment, which was not closed, and the downstairs was a commissary, which was very convenient.

There are a lot of night owls among the international students, who don't sleep in the middle of the night to have a party, and they are very familiar, and when they see her, they ask her what her English name is.

Ah Heng said: "I don't have an English name. ”

So they saved their energy, giggling and calling her Winnie affectionately.

Shout Tom, Jerry, and Harry Potter one by one. It just doesn't sound good, Winnie, like a plagued chick.

In the middle of the night, I often hear knocking on the door.

"Winnie, hey, Winnie, borrow a lighter."

"Winnie, Winnie, butter, butter?"

"Winnie, Winnie, do you have a corkscrew?"

"Winnie, Winnie, you...... Don't stare at me, okay, do you know how to roast? ”

“Winnie，Winnie……”

Ah Heng vomited blood: "I said 'teardrops' and 'haircuts', downstairs is the grocery store." There is a barbecue mutton stall three steps out of the school gate, which is grilled by our compatriots in Xinjiang, China, and is very authentic. ”

Tom, the yellow-haired man who often knocks on the door to borrow something, has a flushed face, and a red-haired girl with freckles comes out behind him, laughing heartily: "Hey, Winnie, it's not a barbecue or a borrowing, it's just asking if you want to join our party, and by the way, asking if you have a boyfriend." ”

Ah Heng muttered, where is this kind of problem by the way?

She looked up and smiled slightly, and said, "I'm a little sleepy, let's do it another day." As for the boyfriend, well, broke up. Have fun, ahem, it would be better if you danced quieter. ”

Then, the door was closed.

When he was in his Chinese New Year's Eve, Ah Heng bought some meat, vegetables and noodles and wanted to make some dumplings himself.

As a result, as soon as they got out of the pot, the group of international students upstairs ran down from the upstairs in a thunderbolt, whether it was blue eyes or red eyes, all of them were full of wolf light.

Ah Heng was helpless: "Okay, if you can help me make some more dumplings, I can consider inviting you to eat." ”

The crowd cheered: "Long live, Winnie!" "Like a bunch of kids who haven't grown up.

In less than three seconds, Ah Heng regretted letting a bunch of old dumplings go away. Is it possible any more? Why don't you let the snail race against the rabbit and catch the cat?

So, the Australian named Tom made the dumpling wrappers into kangaroos; The American girl named Jenny rolled the dumpling filling into a potato shape with a spoon; The Italian guy named Fabio worked hard to roll the dumpling wrappers by hand, roll and roll, and the goal was pasta.

Tearful, tearful.

Well, knowing you're all homesick.

Ah Heng finally bombarded them all to watch TV, leaving him alone.

Tom said, "I'm going to buy a few bottles of wine and we're celebrating with Winnie's dinner." ”

Jenny said, "I'll go with you." "She's the same redhead girl who helped Tom ask Ah Heng if he had a boyfriend.

When Ah Heng threw the dumplings into the pot, Tom and Jenny came back with wine.

As soon as she entered the door, Jenny took a small piece of paper and asked Ah Heng excitedly: "Winnie, how do you pronounce this word?" Someone downstairs was looking for this person. It was snowing outside, and the boy had been squatting in the snow for a long time, and he was about to be buried, and Ms. Zhang, who was in charge of the dormitory, didn't let him in. ”

Ah Heng picked up the piece of paper, and there was a complex word written on it one by one, and there was a place in the word that was punctured by the ballpoint pen refill, which must have been written in the palm of his hand.

Weigh.

Ah Heng lowered his head and asked, "What does he look like?" ”

Tom thought for a moment and drew a picture: "Big eyes, a black fur coat, and earplugs." ”

Ah Heng's expression was complicated: "I don't know this word." ”

Italian Fabio laughed: "Winnie, you are Chinese, lose face." ”

The foreign devils of the Eight-Nation Alliance!

Ah Heng was not angry, filled three bowls of dumplings, and said, "Cabbage and pork filling, hurry up and eat it, and roll it after eating." ”

Fabio shrugged: "Winnie, did you mention breaking up because of your stinginess and boyfriend?" ”

Fabio is a big-hearted, idle, and completely Italian-style yuppie character, and his family runs a restaurant, and it is because he heard that Chinese food is delicious that he came to China to study marketing.

Ah Heng said: "You are stingy, your whole family is even stingy with your pasta." ”

Fabio embarrassment.

Tom handed Ah Heng a glass of red wine, and the shy Australian guy was a little embarrassed: "Winnie, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

Ah Heng smiled and drank it: "Me too, I thought that I would celebrate the New Year alone this year, and I am very happy to have you by my side." ”

Jenny also toasted: "I thought that Chinese people with beautiful eyes like you, but as a result, there are people with big eyes and good looks, it's really interesting." ”

Ah Heng twitched: "Are you boasting?" ”

“Why not？ The boy downstairs was really beautiful. Jenny muttered and touched the wine with Heng.

It was already early in the morning after they finished eating, and Fabio smiled at Ah Heng as he left: "I remember pronouncing 'heng' with that word, right, Winnie?" ”

Ah Heng washed and washed, and fell asleep with a pillow.

I had a nightmare in the middle of the night, sat up, and got used to the darkness for a while, and the electronic clock was now showing half past three in the morning.

She opened the curtains barefoot, and the window was white, and the snow was falling continuously. Looking down at the ground, the white snow shadows couldn't see anything clearly.

She put on her slippers and opened the door, silent.

When I went downstairs, the lights in the dormitory room were off, and the key to the door was kept in the small mailbox at the door, which was reserved for the students. Of course, this treatment is only available in international student residences.

She hesitated for a moment, but stuck the key into the hole.

The moment the door was opened, the wind poured into the draped coat.

I walked around the dormitory building several times in the snow, and there was no black coat or big eyes.

She rubbed her hands together, but she smiled.

Wen Heng, you are not stupid. No, he's not stupid.

When I turned around, I saw a snowman at the door of the shop, vaguely revealing the corners of his black clothes.

She walked over.

The man didn't pay attention, holding a cigarette in his hand, trembling against the corner of the wall, taking shelter from the wind through the eaves, and lighting the fire.

Thin and decadent, wearing a hat and earplugs, he is no longer the teenager he was two years ago, five years ago.

Proud and beautiful.

She never knew that Yan Xi could smoke.

She watched him quietly, at his fingers, at him numb from the cold, slow and sluggish in his movements.

Gently snatching the cigarette and lighter from his hand, he turned around in surprise, his eyes wide enough to burst into tears, but his breath became rapid.

He opened his mouth, but was silent.

Ah Heng avoided his eyes and said, "You come in with me." ”

He silently followed behind her.

Snow paths, stairs, jogging, rooms.

The room was carpeted, Yan Xi looked at his wet clothes and shoes, thought about it, and said with some difficulty: "I just came to see you, let's go." See how you are. Today is the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

The breath he exhaled was cold, the logic was confused, and the words did not reach the meaning, but Ah Heng understood.

She pulled him into the room with some rudeness, took the towel that was baked on the heating and threw it to him, her face cold.

Yan Xi wiped his hair clean, Ah Heng poured another cup of hot water, and motioned for him to take off his coat and put it on the heater to roast.

When he handed him the hot water, his hands froze, and he didn't take them properly, and they shattered on the carpet. He was cramped, stood up, glanced at Ah Heng, and was cautious.

At a loss, silent and without confidence, where is the shadow of the domineering boy back then?

Ah Heng didn't speak, seeing that his face was white, and the snow was dripping on his black hair, he took out a quilt and covered it on the original blanket, and pointed to the quilt for him to lie in.

Yan Xi shook his head: "Where do you sleep?" ”

She pulled him into the bed, lay down herself, and said, "Sleep." ”

Reaching out, he turned off the lamp.

His hands were very cold and cold, and he accidentally touched Ah Heng, but he quickly dodged it, for fear of freezing her.

Ah Heng stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly, Yan Xi struggled slightly, but Ah Heng closed his eyes: "Yan Xi, you move again, get out of me." ”

Yan Xi, who never knew how to smoke, learned to smoke, and Ah Heng, who never sweared, learned to swear.

Yan Xi always loves to teach Wen Heng, who can't say Beijing films, swearing, and Wen Heng always says that men smoking will not look very manly.

Once upon a time, Wen Heng couldn't swear when he lived and died, and Yan Xi looked arrogant with disdain: "Who the fuck said that Lao Tzu is not a man if he doesn't smoke?" ”

He stiffened his muscles and didn't dare to move, and she hugged him like a big ragdoll.

Yan Xi's fingers began to warm, approaching Ah Heng's temperature.

But her heart suddenly hurt very much. It hurt so much that I couldn't even get out of my tears.

Her fingers gripped his sweater, and perhaps scratched him, and he curled up under the covers and snorted, but he didn't dodge.

She said, "Yanxi, are you snickering? I know what you're thinking, are you thinking, how can there be such a deceitful woman in this world, it's much more fun than the Transformers green-haired monster piano, isn't it? How many times have you been deceived, or do you believe what you say? Yanxi, you like a man and want to stay by his side, you tell me, believe it or not, I will sweep the house and send you away, what are you lying to me for? You say you're deaf, except for a heartless eye like Dayi who can believe, do you think I'll still believe? Yanxi, do you think I will believe it! You like men as much as you like them, what are you doing with me! Is this game so fun, aren't you tired after playing for seven or eight years, Yanxi? ”

She reached out to tug at the pair of things on his ear, but he whispered: "Ah Heng, if you drag, I won't hear you scolding me." ”

He said, "Ah Heng, I want to hear from you. ”

She bit his shoulder hard, and tears fell out: "You brute, you're still lying to me, you're still lying to me, how easy am I to bully?!" ”

He took off the earplugs: "Ah Heng, if, this can make you feel better." ”

In the darkness, his eyes were shining, and his struggle was full of irresistible sadness.

But she roared and broke her throat: "Why are you so self-inflicted! Can you tell if I'm feeling good or not? You want me to be comfortable, don't you, you fucking give me back my Yanxi!

"Come back, you brute, murderous brute, killed my Yanxi......"