Chapter 9 Solid and Variegated Colors Are Colors (1)
The summer vacation of sophomore year is fast approaching, and the two-week exam week is approaching. Tidal stayed in the library all day to review, but he was struggling to think about the summer cicada that was planning for his summer vacation. She didn't have the heart to concentrate on reviewing the boring French words and grammar at all, and when the tide was seriously reviewing, she was busy shopping for travel groceries and records on the other side, and laughed happily.
"Xia Chan, if you don't study, go back to the dormitory, don't waste public resources here." Tide was interrupted by her giggling voice and rolled her eyes. "You already hung up on French history last semester, but fortunately, the make-up exam has just passed, and if you don't review it well, you don't know which subject to hang this time."
Xia Chan's face, which was still overflowing with smiles just now, instantly twisted into a ball when she heard this. "You really don't open any pot and which pot you don't mention, and I am willing to hang the department?" She pulled down her face, slammed her phone back on the table, and opened the basic law book in her hand with a huff. "Which invention of killing a thousand knives is a failure? Which invention of a thousand knives is the exam again?! β
"Classmate, keep your voice quiet."
The glasses guy next to him, who looked elegant and elegant, looked over dissatisfiedly and reminded softly.
Tide turned his head slightly apologetically and said sorry, ignoring Xia Cicada's small emotions, bowing his head and continuing to read.
"I've heard your complaints from afar." A stack of books suddenly placed lightly on the empty seat next to Xia Cicada, and the voice of the person who spoke was very soft. "The one who killed a thousand knives has been dead for a thousand years, but life still has to go on."
The two looked up in surprise and saw Qiao Shen smiling and pulling open the bench and sitting down. "Let's study together."
Tidal nodded in response, then lowered his head and continued to immerse himself in the book. Xia Chan looked over angrily and took the phone again. "Learn, come on. You two college tyrants just want to discuss with each other, so I won't bother as an elementary school scumbag. She leaned back in her chair and glanced at Qiao Shen next to her. He had just opened the grammar book, and his French name was written on the first title page. βTHEOβγ She remembered a time when Madame Bernard was in class and asked him why he had chosen that name, and she heard his clear voice in the back row, "Le fils de Dieu."
The class was in an uproar. She saw the corners of Madame's mouth slightly raised, and her eyes were full of approval. Suspicious, she turned her head and asked what the tide meant.
"Son of God. Theo means God-given in French. β
Later, she felt that it was not for nothing that this boy became the center of everyone's admiration. Even the tide, this terrible girl with quiet self-esteem, hid him in his heart for three years.
Qiao Shen sensed the gaze next to him, turned his head to look, and met the gaze of the Xia Cicada. To be honest, this is the first time he has seen her so closely, in this class, because of her personality, Xia Chan is the only girl he can talk to like a brother. He still remembers the first words she said when she saw him at the beginning of the school year. At that time, she still had short ear-length hair, her bangs were cut very short, and the girl's facial features actually grew a boy's unique heroism. She stepped in front of him in a few steps, her right hand clenched into a fist and stretched out.
"It's okay, my name is Xia Chan, what's your name?"
But her hair is also growing quite fast, and now it grows to a neck.
"What do you see?" The two looked at each other awkwardly for four or five seconds, and Xia Chan, who couldn't stand it, finally took the lead in breaking it.
Qiao Shen couldn't laugh or cry, sighed between his snorts, and withdrew his gaze.
By the time I came out of the library, it was completely dark. At the end of June, however, the heat did not abate at all, leaving the air-conditioning in the library, and as soon as I walked out of the door, the evening heat wave came to the surface. As soon as the tide descended to the last staircase, he saw Xiao Ya leaning against the railing, holding a cigarette in her hand, and from time to time she put it to her mouth and took a puff, and the smoke she spit out was entangled in the twilight, mixed with the hot and boiling air.
Thinking she was waiting for someone else, Tide glanced at her and was about to leave. At this time, the girl who swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog had already looked over, she raised her chin slightly, and her eyes fell on the tide. "Come here, I'll look for you."
Xia Chan looked suspicious, and was just about to follow the tide when he heard Xiao Ya's slightly impatient voice. "I'm only looking for her, you can go first."
"I'm her friend, what's the good thing that someone like you can find her?"
Xia Cicada wanted to step forward, but was pulled by the tide behind him. "Xia Chan, you go back first, there may be something wrong with them." She pulled the cicada back and motioned for her to go first. "Excuse me, let's go down."
Xiao Ya looked over, stabbed Xia Cicada with a stinging glance, and floated back to the tide face. "Let's go, it's not convenient to talk here." She took the cigarette out of her mouth, threw it on the ground, stepped on it, and picked it up and threw it into a garbage can two meters on her right. "You're right, people like me may not be able to do anything good."
She turned her foot and walked ahead. Tide saw her waist-length chestnut hair brace into a tiny gradient of light in the dreary darkness, like a sparkling surface of calm water in the sunlight.
"It's right here, there's not much going on." Xiao Ya turned around in front and found a shady place to sit down.
This is a small kiosk behind the library, and it is also a relatively hidden place in the school. Usually the most people who stay here are the young couples in the school who are in love, and Tide remembers that once when she and Xia Chan were building a road in front of the library, she passed by here, and happened to bump into a couple doing something indescribable. It was still more than one o'clock in the afternoon, and the sight of it in broad daylight made the two people who were new to their emotions instantly embarrassed.
The tide leaned against the pavilion pillar, keeping a distance of one person's length from Xiao Ya. "Say it."
She subconsciously thought of Jiang Qi, the last time he had his birthday. Xiao Ya came to her, mostly for this kind of thing that involved personal belongings and threatened her location.
"I think you probably already know why I came to you." Xiao Ya lowered her head and took out a stack of photos from her bag and threw them on the bench, "Isn't it nice to celebrate your birthday with someone else's boyfriend?" β
Predictable. Tidal glanced down at the photographs scattered on the stool, far away, blurring only a black car and a tall building with only one window in her memory. "If I said that Jiang Qi invited me to accompany him for his birthday, just because I was a classmate of his girlfriend's ex, and as a classmate of his classmate, I didn't know that he didn't tell you that it was his birthday, and I went to the banquet out of sympathy, would you believe it?"
Xiao Ya looked at her quietly and finished speaking, and a meaningful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth. "You're a funny guy." She stood up and took a few steps forward. "If you want to believe it, I may have to go against my will, but if I don't believe it, what you say is sincere and reasonable. She picked up a photo, flipped through it, and then looked up again. Out of compassion? What do you think he deserves your sympathy? Your compassion is too overflowing. β
She bit down the last few words, and Tidal could clearly feel the anger hidden in her words.
"I don't have anything to do with him, I don't like him, and he can't like me, you know?" Tide gets straight to the point, "If you're really worried that he cares about him, then you take care of your boyfriend, after all, you don't even know his birthday." Also, your behavior of stalking and secretly taking pictures is really disgusting, if Jiang Qi knew about your behavior, guess what he would do to you? β
She saw Xiao Ya's face was very bad, just like the look she had when she first talked to Jiang Qi on the day of the Francophone Festival.
"It's my fault to be alone when I know that the other party already has a girlfriend, but things are one yard at a time, Jiang Qi and I are innocent, and the innocent are self-purifying, I feel free to what you think."
The corner of the photo in Xiao Ya's hand has been rolled up by her kneading, and the undisguised emotional fluctuations in her beautiful eyes are widely covered, and the tide eyes are sour.
"You're pretty sharp-toothed."
Xiao Ya turned around and folded the photos scattered on the bench one by one. "I believe you for now. But it's better not to let me know you're lying, and don't tell Jiang Qi about the photos, or I'll guarantee that these photos won't just be in my hands. She smiled and turned around again, "It's nice to have them all over the world as their home, isn't it?" β
Xiao Ya's tone was light and weak, which was completely different from her clear and beautiful voice before. Tide thinks about seeing her host every time she hosts the school party, with an outstanding temperament and generous temperament. At that time, she didn't know that she would be involved with such a star-studded person, but now she stood in front of her, because of an unexpected life passerby,-for-tat.
"Xiao Ya."
Tidal tone softened. She thought that what she had just said had resolved the dispute. "That question you just asked me." She paused, "I think everyone who is alone at the most important moment in their lives deserves to be left behind for company, but I don't pity them." Because you don't know what is behind them, there are things that you can't afford to change yourself. β
She saw Xiao Ya turn her face, and there was no obvious expression on her face.
"You think I don't understand? But that person was Jiang Qi. She paused, as if thoughtful.
"Even if I'm not his girlfriend, I advise you to stay away from him."
The sky was getting darker and darker, and she saw Xiao Ya's eyes flowing in the dark night with colors she couldn't understand. Tide didn't know if the result was good or bad, she just felt that a conversation was like a catastrophe, and she was physically and mentally exhausted at the moment.
When Xiao Ya went back, the man sat on the windowsill and looked out, smoking a cigarette one by one.
"When you came back, you didn't even say hello?"
The man saw her walk straight into the room with an indifferent face, and his anger suddenly rose to his eyebrows. "What the fuck is it that you get angry about outside, come back and put a face on me?"
He jumped off the windowsill in one step, stepped in front of Xiao Ya in a few steps, and reached out to grab her arm. "That kid didn't come with you today?"
He opened his mouth and laughed, and Xiao Ya only saw his teeth yellowed by tobacco. "Didn't come back for two days? Don't talk to me? β
"Let go of me."
There were cold arrows sticking to her eyebrows. "Don't let me remind you of what's on your bedside table all the time."
The man narrowed his eyes, cursed secretly, and suddenly shook off her hand forcefully. The man's strength was too great, and Xiao Ya felt that her arm was suddenly broken apart by the disparity in strength, and her bones seemed to be about to break. She looked up and glared at the man fiercely, then slammed the door of the room shut. She heard the sound of the man's slippers rubbing against the ground, mixed with the shrill whistle outside the window and the sound of sawing wood out of nowhere, and the noisy people were distraught.
She lowered her head and spread out her hands, palms already damp.