4 Memories of lights

The people waiting for the bus are acquaintances. In addition to Zhang Taotao, there are also Ye Ruiyang and Li Baichuan, you don't need to listen to it to know that Ye Ruiyang is talking endlessly about the Champions League a few days ago.

Seeing that we were coming, Ye Ruiyang proposed to buy a vice Three Kingdoms killing, and then take a car to Qinhan Square to find a KFC or McDonald's to play cards. Miller thought it was a good idea, I didn't really want to go and didn't resist too much, and I stayed alone when I went back to school anyway.

Zhang Taotao said that he didn't eat much KFC McDonald's, and it happened that the car he was waiting for came, so he said goodbye to us.

"So it's just the four of us, right? can be a master and a father, two thieves and a traitor. Ye Ruiyang directly assigned the role.

"Where did you get the cards? You won't take it with you again, will you? I asked. He's the kind of guy who doesn't make it strange to be able to pull out all sorts of things in an instant.

"Come with me, absolutely no problem." He led us to a commissary and told the boss to buy Three Kingdoms. I'm a little surprised, because a deck of cards has to be dozens of big, and he buys and plays now?

The boss asked him what kind of Three Kingdoms kill he wanted to buy, and he didn't hesitate to say that he wanted to pirate it with a very professional and knowledgeable look, and the boss, who was also an expert, didn't say a word, and took a box from the shelf inside, saying that for twenty yuan, he cut it to sixteen.

Amazing.

This deck is much smaller than the original and is more portable. In addition to the regular military commander card, there are also a bunch of private goods, all of which are Zhang Yingying Guan Yanyan, and I don't know if there are these people in history. The style of painting is also strange, a feeling of combining "Romance of the Gods" with Saint Seiya and the Avengers, and the Eastern and Western cultures have achieved exchange and integration in pirated cards, and Ye Ruiyang is the promoter of this cause.

Walking over with a hill of chips and chicken wings, I knew why he was the size he was now. He said in a tone that was tolerant of people who had never seen the world, we don't play those generals you haven't played, just play with the genuine ones.

So we drew the ID card, and I was the lord. After thinking for a while, I showed the military general card: Sun Ce.

They also chose one by one, I saw that Ye Ruiyang was Sun Quan, Li Baichuan was Zhang Fei, and Mi Le was Zhou Yu. Not much to say, I gave Ye Ruiyang a knife at the beginning.

"Why did you come up and cut me?"

"You don't look like a good person at first glance." It's rare to have a fight of words.

Sun Quan didn't cut it back, but when it was Li Baichuan's turn, his Zhang Fei picked up the Zhangba snake spear and poked me several times. Then Sun Quan and Zhou Yu teamed up to beat Zhang Fei, and Li Baichuan was out of the game within two rounds. Ye Ruiyang's expression of looking at Li Baichuan as a villain is still unforgettable.

Sun Quan and Zhou Yu started a tug-of-war, they didn't beat me, it's really hard to judge the identity. But for me, I can't keep a thief or a traitor, so I sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

"Brother, can you help?" Miller couldn't resist for a while, "Am I not your sworn brother?" ”

"Then he is still my own brother, who do you say he helps?" Ye Ruiyang asked rhetorically.

The two of them are a bit deep into the play, right?

If I were really Sun Ce, Sun Quan and Zhou Yu were fighting, then who would I help? I probably still have to help my brother. However, I'm afraid I'll be overwhelmed if something like this happens. What I fear most is that people close to me don't get along with each other.

But how much patience do I have with those close to me?

The game continued, Ye Ruiyang couldn't touch the cards he wanted in a row, and Mi Le touched whatever he wanted, gradually reversing the situation on the field and killing the opponent. Li Baichuan called this a good reincarnation of the way of heaven. I also had the upper hand when I went head-to-head with Millet, but my luck got worse and worse later. Finally, Sun Ce was cut off by his righteous brother Zhou Yu. Miller flipped through his ID card and found that he was a mole. Looking at his happy appearance, I felt that the loss was worth it.

We played another game, this time Mi Le and I are both thieves, I am Xiao Qiao, and he is still Zhou Yu. And Li Baichuan on the opposite side chose Zhuge Liang, perhaps because Ye Ruiyang was Meng Shu.

The game was extremely dull and long, and as it got dark, Millet yawned. The lights in the store were brighter in the evening, and the people rushing by were accompanied by an increase in the noise. I was also sleepy, and my feet were a little chilly stuffed in my shoes. There is no sign of the end of the game, and it seems that the whole world is monotonous with only these two actions. The greasy smell of fried food pervaded, and as night approached, the bright lights were like a harbor, and the chill rolled over our damp jerseys and backpacks. I and Zhao Rui gathered around a small table, each holding a chicken nugget and nibbling on it, indulging in the rich smell of fried food in the crispy. Two straws into a cup of Coke, I take a sip from time to time, Zhao Rui asked why we drink the same cup instead of buying another, Xianxian said, kicking football must have a spirit of self-discipline, can't drink too many carbonated drinks, but really want to drink a few sips, otherwise life is too boring. After training, we are especially tired, so come to eat something, this is our consensus, just like three squirrels hiding in the nest, chewing their own pine nuts, listening to the wind blowing through the squeak of the tree, bringing the shriveled leaves flying all over the sky, like a treacherous yellow butterfly in the jungle, or the last wave of an old hand, spinning and falling at the moment when the wind is still, not too anxious and not much willing, not unhesitating but not feeling helpless. A leaf hit my head, and I sat on a stool on the bus stop, leaning against the dim billboard, which twitched and then dimmed, as if a person was trying to breathe at the end of his life. Xianxian picked up the leaf and spun it in the palm of his hand, like a merry-go-round that we clung to in smaller years. I was so nervous that I didn't dare say a word for fear of falling off. The strings are chanting. Mom ran around us outside with her camera in her hand, telling me that Wei Wei was more lively, smiling, smiling. I only feel safe when I stand on the ground, and people are probably creatures of the earth. Hey, I'll go first. Who? Zhao Rui? He always used to come over and give us a high-five when he was separated from the two of us, and as a substitute, he was waiting to give us a high-five in front of the bench when we started. His chords are always beating loudly, and when he beats with me, it's a lot duller, probably because I'm wearing gloves. I've seen your new gloves, why don't you wear them? He asked. Because my brother always thinks that the pair I gave him is very precious, and he wants to use it again for important competitions. Xianxian explained to me, it's good, I don't have to say anything, even though Zhao Rui said that I blushed. He's so talkative. He and we both high-fived and turned to chase the bus. We were the only ones left, and after the long-awaited arrival of the car, we would huddle in the seats in the last row and drive half-asleep towards home with the clattering local sound. I don't know how long I'm going to drive, but I always wake up the moment I'm about to get to the station. It's an instinctive reaction of man, and probably many animals have it. As long as there is a familiar smell and a familiar light, it knows where it has gone, and how far and hard it has walked before is in the back of its mind.

The lights on the pitch lit up, and the strings stood in front of me again.

"Brother, let's start practicing. I don't shoot very hard, you judge the direction, just block it with your hands or feet, try to get the ball out of range and don't give me a chance to shoot. I'm coming! ”

I seem to be able to predict where he's shooting, but I don't know if there's real potential or if I'm too familiar with him. After a few defused shots, his pace and power changed.

"Brother!"

He shouted after a kick that was powerful and went towards the crossbar. If it doesn't hit, it will definitely be a "blast", and the ball will hit the crossbar and bounce into the net, which is very shocking.

My body moved involuntarily, judging the direction, flying sideways, pounced on the ball, but forgot that there was still a goalpost. The head collided, and a white light flashed in front of him, and a black tide seemed to be surging up from all directions.

"I'm sorry, brother! You okay? ”

I don't know how long it took, it didn't hurt so much, I asked him if the ball went in, and he said it didn't.

"Don't pounce like that, I won't allow you to pounce like that. It's scary. He was about to cry, "Brother, you must pay attention to the beams and the goalposts." Just score the ball, don't try like that. What if I lose the game, I just want my brother to be good. If you play like this again, I won't play football for the rest of my life. I don't want anything to happen to you......"

I didn't have an accident and went to junior high school safe and healthy. I can live for a long time, probably, forever, like a night bus, although it is swaying, but it is still driving steadily in a predestined direction......

"Ke Ke, Ke Ke?" Millet is shaking me. Not dreaming, I wasn't asleep at all, just cold, in a dorm room with a black hole. Before he opened the door, I had been sitting on the bed under the covers, just in a daze. It wasn't until I heard the approaching footsteps that I quickly shrank into the bed and pretended to be asleep.

I haven't dreamed of strings in two years.

"What time is it?"

"Half past nine." As he spoke, he turned on the headlights, unable to adjust to the sudden light, and retracted my head into the covers.

He couldn't see anything else in my face.

The game was finally stopped by Ye Ruiyang, who said that it was more boring than the Champions League final of a certain year, and then we dispersed.

"Why are you back?" Stuffy in the quilt asked.

"There is no one in my house, and my parents are busy. I didn't want to be alone, so I picked up something and came back. He poked at my wrapped quilt, "Can you come and see?" ”

"Don't look."

"It's football boots, I can also play football, don't miss me in the class race."

"You tell Boss Ye and Brother Chuan."

"There are other little surprises, you come out." He sat on the edge of my bed and stroked my quilt with his hand like a child. You may think it's touching my head, but it's actually my back.

He was still forced out, and then he saw a large bag of seaweed. He had already opened a pack and handed me a piece.

I chewed it like a calf just waking up gnawing on grass.

"Well, ask you a question, don't lie, don't get angry."

"You ask."

"Were you crying just now?"