After lunch, Jiang Che returned to the room, and when he opened the window, he could see a white expanse. The snow-covered rooftops, the snow-covered treetops, and the trail next to it are littered with scattered footprints, and even the cats that usually like to nest on the rooftops and bask in the sun are nowhere to be seen. The whole world seemed to be drowned out by this sudden heavy snowfall, and Jiang Che spread out the test paper, and the characters in it were like sea eyes that could absorb anything. Even the light trapped in it could not penetrate, swallowing everything of the sound, and he watched himself slowly be swallowed, covered, and drowned in a vast ocean.

What else is worth keeping?

What else is unforgettable?

Still...... Is there one?

Except for Su Xiaoying's sudden visit that year, the little tail that used to follow behind his ass was not unprecedented. After all, no matter how big the world is, you can't never meet an acquaintance in the same town for a few years, Jiang Che went home alone after school on the first day of high school, and saw the familiar little fat man.

At that time, he was arguing with a little girl of eleven or twelve. The orange coat resembled a luminous body, and he carried the same orange shoulder bag, which made him unable to take his eyes off it, and the content of the conversation was simply ridiculous.

"I won't let you pass in front of my house, if you dare to go, I'll let the dog bite you."

"If you dare, I'll beat you." The little fat man scares her with his teeth and claws.

"You can't." The little fat man continued to sneer, grimacing, pulling his fat face to both sides, sticking out his tongue, and then patting his ass to signal you to come!

"Don't stare, your eyes aren't as big as mine."

Jiang Che: "......"

A very distinctive grimace, Jiang Che sighed secretly. Who told him that fat people have small eyes? What is this one the size of a brass bell in front of me?

"More than 10,000, 10,000 fat."

The girl was so angry that her raised hand couldn't fall for a long time, her face turned red, Rao was a teenager, and she also knew that such a move was inappropriate.

Jiang Che paused, a little hesitant, thinking that he should know him, but he still felt that the little fat man's behavior was a little hateful, and he was not beaten.

"You bite me!" It's still a contrived grimace.

Jiang Che walked backwards in front of the little fat man, bent down, and pinched his fat face, maybe he thought it could be a little bigger, so he raised his eyebrows and pulled his hands to both sides, and his eyes were bigger. "Fatty, I remember you were going to pass by my house too." The tone is very playful.

"You, you bully children, no shame."

Wan Duo trembled and looked at Jiang Che's familiar eyebrows, a little speechless, probably because children can always remember the warm breath that appears in life, so he still remembers. He was only in the first grade at the time, and he cried because he was homesick. Jiang Che, who was passing by, grabbed a handful of biscuits from the bag and threw them into his arms, and said a few dry words to him. At that time, he was still young, and he instinctively grabbed someone who could make him feel warm in an unfamiliar environment, and he didn't think about letting go.

Jiang Che didn't like to talk much, so every time he looked for him, there were only one big and one small shadows left to warm each other. And, of course, snack bags all over the floor. It's just that he later stayed for a year and then transferred to another school. Now that he met again, he reluctantly ran away in line with the love of eating people with short mouths and short hands.

But I think he is no longer the child who can only cry before, didn't he see that the "adult" not far from his house just now was also bullied by him? A girl who is three months older than him, so when he leaves, he doesn't forget to think about finding it back next time.

"You idiot, I'll be back." Wan Duo left arrogantly, and the girl chased out two steps, but stopped again for some reason. glanced at Jiang Che and stopped talking.

Jiang Che didn't notice the girl's expression, just shook his head, and laughed a little, how difficult would it be to meet again in life? Once when I looked for him, I only knew that the little fat man who took the desire to be homesick as food was still as fat as ever, but he grew a lot taller, he just grabbed a handful of cookies and threw them over, he didn't think there would be one more heel worm, he never thought that there would be such a thing as empathy in this world.

Because more empathy is only out of pity. Therefore, he only saw himself for a moment.

It's not that he doesn't like to talk, in fact, when he sees others happy, he will be happy, but he is used to letting him put his heart in his heart. Jiang Che didn't expect that he would let it go for seven years.

He spent seven years building himself a city that contained all his definition of the future that was so good that no one else could get in, and he didn't think of coming out. It wasn't until much, long later, that time had corroded the roads and walls and deserted his city, and that feeling of disappointment buried him in it. Jiang Che realized that his few words were actually no different from digging out his heart and lungs, and they were the same unlikable.

……

Luo Yuqing stood on the roof of her house, quietly watching the falling snowflakes. Once upon a time, every time it snowed, Jiang Che would be called out by him, although he was afraid of the cold and didn't want to come out, and then the two built a snowman and had a snowball fight. At that time, Jiang Wen was still there, watching that Jiang Che was always thrown by Luo Yuqing, and Jiang Che couldn't throw it accurately, either from the top of Luo Yuqing's head or flying by. So every time he saw Luo Yuqing clapping his hands and laughing, he would taunt Jiang Che for not being able to throw it accurately, and then he threw two snowballs left and right, hitting the two of them accurately.

Then raise an eyebrow and provoke both of you to go together.

At this time, Jiang Che would break out, and hit Jiang Wen with a precision, Jiang Wen was naturally not to be outdone, but Luo Yuqing always interfered with him from behind, so that he became a sandbag. Although it didn't hurt, it wasn't a good experience to be chased and beaten, and he felt so boring.

So, he waved his hand, ran away, and played with a snowman by himself.

Luo Yuqing often told Jiang Che that Jiang Wen didn't understand amorous customs, it was difficult for such a person to find a girlfriend, and he wouldn't be considerate of girls at all, and he really had a snowball fight. Then he looked at Jiang Che with a smile, "You understand it so well, why don't you find a girlfriend yet." ”

Jiang Che just smiled, turned around and took a water scoop from home, scooped up some clean snow on the vegetable leaves in the yard, put some white sugar sesame seeds, mixed with fresh milk and baked on the fire, even the sweetest and best milky ice cream in summer could not compare. At that time, Luo Yuqing would always stare at Jiang Wen who ran over, and hated him very much, because he always ate too much, so that she couldn't eat enough. Jiang Che didn't do much, and warned her not to eat more, and she didn't want to do it herself, in fact, she also tried it secretly, but except for a little sweetness, there was no taste, so she gave up. So always look forward to a snow day.

Many times, Jiang Wen would point to the distance as if he were doing something, and then Luo Yuqing screamed and ran over to kick the snowman to pieces. Jiang Wen took the opportunity to take a big bite with a spoon, Luo Yuqing could only watch with a blank eye, Jiang Che had no choice but to put his hand away, walked over and let her hold it to eat, ignoring Jiang Wen's resentful eyes, and eliminated the graffiti on the ground by himself.

Occasionally, he would stop and look at the graffiti on the ground steadily, and it was not obvious to write on the snow with a tree branch, "Luo Yuqing is a dog's tail grass, eating and drinking with us all day long, and he can't beat and scold, and he is ashamed." Jiang Che only looked at it roughly, and then covered it up with a smile.

Looking through a small window from a high place, you will always feel that things are blurry, perhaps the human eye has not yet evolved to accurately focus the gaze from a distance. Therefore, Jiang Che's figure lying on the table could only be roughly projected into her eye frame, Luo Yuqing raised her hand to wipe her eyes soaked in snow, glanced at her feet, and turned around and went downstairs. The snow creaked like a tree branch being bent over, and the wind blew large snowflakes to fill the ground with Sauvignon Blanc.

A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, the body to the side of Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night.

The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden.