The days are slowly approaching summer.

The sky in the southern city lit up early, and the sun was already evident at a little after six o'clock. Unlike cities in coastal areas where the sun can be seen at three or four o'clock, the sun is always later in the southern city.

Luo Yuqing sat at the table and ate breakfast. My younger brother Luoyang can only come back once a week because he lives in the school, so he is not there. My mother was still busy in the kitchen, and the family rarely had breakfast together.

"Why haven't I seen Xiao Che come back with you during this time, it's awkward?"

Mother came out of the kitchen with two poached eggs, golden in color, and looked very delicious. Luo Yuqing stood up and took a pair of chopsticks for her mother, and put a poached egg in her bowl without saying anything.

On the table are two bowls of noodles floating in red chili oil, with very small chopped green onions and ginger slices inside. Luo Yuqing lowered her head and stuffed a large mouthful of noodles into her mouth.

Is it awkward? Actually, no!

The sound of the TV was very quiet, and only faintly heard was some news, telling about the changes in the price of salt during this period. As Jiang Che said, the country is a huge machine, and it is impossible to let a part break, someone will repair it, so it is good to get through it.

It's just that Luo Yuqing thinks that the process of surviving is diverse, and there are too many things it can change. It's like you and him, but you are drifting away from the little things in life, because you can't take care of his emotions, and you don't let others care.

Like weak words in your inbox, you feel like you're running away every time you see it. But you still refuse to delete it, I don't know why.

Mother sat down across from her, and she couldn't relate to it. In their time, holding hands was a lifetime, so every time I saw the hysterical appearance of the male protagonist and the heroine in the TV series, my mouth would come out of my mouth, "How can this man not be considerate, how can a quarrel between husband and wife affect the child!" ”

The tone was full of glad that this kind of thing didn't happen to me, so I couldn't tell if it was schadenfreude or what. Luo Yuqing finished breakfast, picked up her schoolbag from the sofa, and walked towards the door.

When I got to the door, I turned my head and glanced at my mother, my mother was still eating, and the TV was playing a TV series that had been very popular recently, in short, it was some old-fashioned plots of women marrying into a wealthy family and being bullied. Luo Yuqing couldn't think of where so many wealthy families fell in love with Cinderella, snored with her mother, and went out.

"Mom, I'm going to school."

……

The wind swept the sea of clouds and rolled through the window, and before I could hear the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, I walked away. Maybe it's because the windows are closed tightly, so it's extra quiet.

In the past, I used to look up at the blue sky from a narrow angle, and the vision under that angle would be exceptionally clear. The moving white clouds revealed a curtain-like blue, and the planes whistled through the sea of clouds, leaving long white lines.

The rhythm of life is ringing all the time, and even the beating heart of the body sometimes rumbles, like ancient vocal music, as long as the bell and the big Lu.

Is it a seed brought by the wind that sleeps in the atrium? Is it going to take root or die now? So there is a cry of joy or death in the joy of being reborn.

Jiang Che sat by the window and watched quietly. In the morning, I saw Luo Yuqing walking in front of him, and he was only a few dozen steps away from him. But it is like the whole desert, and you can't get close at all, because you are afraid that once you get close, you will be swept into a sandstorm by a tornado in the middle, and there is no chance of survival.

So you can only watch from a distance, until you are cut off by the wind and sand, and you can't see it anymore.

It's a biological instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm, so it must be that I want to escape from your world too much. It's like when I saw a snail in the corner of the wall when I was a child, I always thought that the snail in the book would melt when it encountered salt, so you just grabbed a handful of salt and put it where it was going to pass, and it instinctively took a detour.

You mischievously sprinkle salt on it, and see it curl up in pain in the sun, and the mucus secreted from its body doesn't know if it's because of pain or if you want to relieve it.

In the end, you fled far away, but this image appeared in countless dreams in your heart, silently letting out a painful wail.

So we can share a school bag and go to and from school together just like last summer. In different classrooms, there is still a group of words called tacit understanding, you will call me Jiang Ran Run.

Serve two meals in the same cafeteria and eat together at the same blue and white table. Under the lush greenery of the school, she asked him, "You said that in the future, we all have people we care about, can we still be friends?" The kind of a lifetime. ”

It's like a hot steamed bun that will never be there again in winter and a hot porridge that you suddenly have. He standing next to you and me standing next to her are like the beauty that should be in all youth dramas.

The incandescent tubes overhead could catch everyone's attention with a few sudden jumps, and the faces and slightly open mouths seemed to say, "Quickly go out, why is the power not out?" ”

Every life that is attached to the soul has a small soul living in the body. Now I call this biological instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm.

Because I find your world too crowded, my world in yours is too crowded, and there is no room for me to live. It's like a creature in water with a strong salinity that can't survive in fresh water. That's why there will be sad answers like "I can't think of anything that will last forever".

It's like I can clearly remember the subtle movements between you and me, but I will deliberately forget when you fell in love with someone. Knowing that it was impossible, I ran away.

Jiang Che looked out the window, his eyes wet as if it was raining.

Chen Pan sat beside Jiang Che. Looking up at the blue sky from a very small angle, this is what she learned from Jiang Che. She clearly knew that there was a Luo Yuqing between her and Jiang Che, and almost all of his world was about her.

She can't take the help and care he gives her as a liking, so she can only stand by him when he needs it most. Such subtle emotions do not need to be deliberately expressed.

It's like the poems she once saw in his textbooks, and like the aphasia she saw on the blank pages of his Chinese textbooks a few days ago.

I used to be very silent, the silence was overwhelming, and the silence made people wonder about me. It's the silent people who don't talk much, and the silent people have too many things in their hearts, so I don't say it, you don't say it, no one says it.

But you have forgotten that the smile you used to have reflected you and me, going to and from school together.

Rain cats and dogs......

……

Chen Pan looked out the window, and the white clouds swayed and drifted across every inch of the clearing, leaving a string of shadows in the clearing.