Student Seven Section 72

Chen Xifan looked at him and didn't let go of every subtle expression: "Can't you say it?" ”

"Forget it, I'll find her out myself."

At this time, the substitute arrived, and Chen Xifan waved his hand indifferently and prepared to go upstairs, but Chu Yang stopped him behind him.

"Fan, I'm sorry, I promised her not to say it, and neither can you."

"And, you're so smart, wouldn't you have guessed?"

Can't he guess?

No, he didn't dare to guess.

If Student Seven is really ...... If it's really her, he'll go crazy with pain.

Chen Xifan smiled self-deprecatingly, didn't speak, and went straight upstairs. But the seeds of doubt in his heart forced him to confirm it step by step.

When he returned to the apartment, he heard the sound of a crackling keyboard, and he turned his head to see Qi Xia wearing a headset and talking to Xing Anya.

Chen Xifan approached gently, and the sound of the conversation came:

"Xia Xia, why should novices use P90?"

"It's stable, and you can hit it when you run."

"Oh, so when will the other guns work? I want to use a bigger and cooler gun. ”

"You practice emergency stop first."

……

Such a familiar conversation suddenly brought him back to that summer, when he teamed up with classmate Seven to play "Operation Doom".

At that time, Student No. 7 was a novice who didn't know anything, operating dishes but obedient, that afternoon, a rare game experience was good, he taught while playing, and became her daily throwaway master.

Qi Xia, student No. 7......

Chen Xifan could no longer endure this torture, he sent a message to He Xiao, saying that there was an urgent matter and asked him to help take care of the guests, then took his coat and went downstairs and drove back to Baita Lane.

The night was as cold as water, he drove the car fast, and when he arrived at Baita Lane, he didn't stop according to the regulations, turned off the engine and got out of the car, and went straight to the second floor of the villa.

When Grandma Chen saw him, she was startled: "Ouch, isn't it a party with friends?" Why did you come back all of a sudden? ”

"What's wrong? Is the mood worse like this? ”

Chen Xifan's heart trembled, and his heartache could not be relieved, "Grandma, where are the old things I used to do before I went abroad?" ”

"The attic, it's been there, and no one has touched it."

"Okay, I'll go find something, don't let anyone come up."

The dwarf went up to the attic, where the warm yellow light illuminated the surroundings, where there were several bookshelves and wooden cabinets, stacked with Chen Xifan's high school books, as well as used sports equipment.

He rummaged through a drawer and finally found a white phone, which he used in high school.

Before work, Chen Xifan did not have the habit of backing up files, so the chat history was cleared as soon as he changed his mobile phone.

Fortunately, the white phone still works, but it is out of battery, plug in the charger and turn it on, log in to q/q, click into the dialog box of student seven, and slide to the top.

They were friends added in March 2013, and it was too long, and Chen Xifan couldn't remember a lot of the chat content at that time.

On the day he learned that the No. 7 student had a special 5-2003 stamp in his hand, he asked the No. 7 classmate to trade offline, and the No. 7 student said: "I am in Province F, it is inconvenient to go offline. 】

Chen Xifan heard his grandmother say that Qi Xia is from Yizhou Island, Lancheng City, F Province.

On Christmas Day 2013, in the Qingpei Cup Essay Competition, student No. 7 said: [I am also at the re-examination site. 】

That year, the only person in the science class of the affiliated high school to enter the semi-final of the Qingpei Cup was Qi Xia, and on the same day, he spent Christmas with Qi Xia in a convenience store not far from the re-examination location.

In April 2014, when the Yanmeng Mountain cable car broke down and was trapped in mid-air, Qi Xia found out that he was afraid of heights and told him a bad joke.

On that day, they made an appointment to meet the foundation if they were admitted to Jingping University, and Qi Xia graduated from Jingping University......

Pile by pile, piece by piece......

Chen Xifan looked at those chat records repeatedly, and his palms were full of sweat.

At this time, the screen of the mobile phone lit up, reminding him that there was a new message, the message came from Lin Xuezhen's assistant, and it was a PDF file named "Ocean Travel".

Liu Li: [Mr. Chen, Mr. Lin asked me to send you this document. 】

He clicked on the file, and for a moment his breathing stopped.

At the beginning of the document, a few lines are written.

Title of work: Ocean Travel.

Original name: Bird and Fish

Author: Qi Xia

ID number: 35010219960707xxxx

Chen Xifan's heart stopped, staring at the name in the document.

The story of the bird and the fish, the bird named Sita and the fish named Miao, one bird and one fish decide to travel around the world, back and forth for half a year, but still at the door of the house.

She is from Province F and has a younger sister who is good at writing stories and telling bad jokes.

Born on July 7, graduated from Kyungpyeong University, and participated in the Qingpei Cup Essay Competition.

Everything, Qi Xia and classmate No. 7 are all in perfect harmony.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Li sent another photo, [This is the author's photo, looking for the editor to ask for it, you need to contact me again.] 】

It is a well-behaved ID photo, with a blue background, under the spotlight, Qi Xia is wearing a white shirt, and her long hair is slightly curly on her chest. She looked at the camera, her lips slightly open, and her smile was light.

Those beautiful apricot eyes seem to be full of autumn water, gentle and clean, and they are ten thousand years old.

Chen Xifan's hands trembled, there was a crisp click, and the phone fell to the ground.

Nine years, more than 3,000 days and nights, from London to Beijing, tens of thousands of kilometers of pursuit and inquiry.

Finally, he knew who classmate No. 7 was.

Chapter 47

Coming out of the attic, the overhead light turned from dark to bright, and Chen Xifan slowly descended the wooden staircase step by step.

The way he entered the door was too abnormal, as if he had been hooked by a water ghost. Grandma Chen was worried, so she didn't go back to the house at night and kept guarding the staircase on the second floor.

Seeing him come down, Grandma Chen slid her wheelchair forward and whispered, "It's too late, just sleep here today, I'll ask Aunt Wang to clean up your room." ”

Chen Xifan's face was expressionless, as if he had been unloaded, and after the huge emotional fluctuations, a blank blankness followed. He was a little confused and said, "No, I'm going somewhere else." ”

"It's ......," Grandma Chen opened her mouth, "it's almost eleven o'clock, and it's raining outside, where are you going?" ”

"Go see someone."

Grandma Chen tried to persuade: "Can't you go tomorrow?" ”

Chen Xifan's tone was firm: "No! ”

He had to see her tonight.

After that, Grandma Chen and Aunt Wang said something again, but he didn't pay attention to it and went straight downstairs and went out.

The garden corridor was wet, and it was the first rain after the beginning of spring, and it was as light as a cow's hair, and it was sprinkled down from the sky.

Chen Xifan's steps were steady, his back was straight, and he looked the same as usual, but only he knew how heavy each step was, and his soul seemed to float away, leaving only an empty body.

When I walked to the entrance of the alley, I saw a thin piece of paper pressed under the wiper of the car. He took it off and took a look, it was a ticket for not parking in the area.

He kicked in his trouser pocket indifferently, his hands propped on the body, and his breathing became more and more difficult.

Chen Xifan suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

There happened to be a commissary at the mouth of the alley, the shop area was not large, only about ten square meters, and in the dimly lit hut, an old-fashioned TV was playing a soap opera.

He walked over and grabbed a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

When checking out, the boss glanced at him and said in a casual tone: "Lost in love? ”

Chen Xifan was too lazy to take care of it, took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth, lowered his head and gathered the fire, and the nicotine made him sober up a little.

Chen Xifan just stood at the mouth of the alley, letting the drizzle fall on him, wetting his expensive woolen coat.

The pictures since he met with No. 7 classmates are like a movie, rewinding frame by frame in front of his eyes.

The person who made an appointment with him to trade at the Tong'an Road Bookstore and sold the special 5-2003 stamps to him at the original price was Qi Xia.

On the day when he was in a bad mood during the summer vacation, the person who sent him a dozen bad jokes was Qi Xia.

Playing games with him, meeting with Beijing University, and helping him find his pocket watch is also Qi Xia.

From the beginning, from beginning to end, it was her, and it was only her.

The Internet and reality are intertwined, and the clues that he has ignored and forgotten in the past coincide little by little, going around and around, and in his mind, he finally pieced together the appearance of student No. 7.

In this case, the crush of Qi Xia High School ......

It turned out to be him, it was really him!

He should have guessed it a long time ago, Chen Xifan's eyebrows were raised, his fingers were clenched into fists, his bones creaked, and his heart seemed to be pierced into a dense needle.

The soreness and pain stimulated him to breathe.

Qi Xia, No. 7 classmate...... How could there be such a stupid girl.

Someone else has made a point, and it can be exaggerated in front of him to become ten points, but what about Qi Xia? She did ten points, but she would rather not even write her name and hand in a blank paper.

This girl is really stupid, and she is really ...... That's great.

It's so good that it makes him feel distressed and overwhelms him.

Chen Xifan smoked another cigarette, stabilized his mood, opened the car door, and drove back to his apartment. It's going to be half past eleven, and Qi Xia should still be there.

He practiced over and over again, thinking about what he would say when we met.

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In the apartment, it was not too early to finish the game, and everyone was ready to leave. Qi Xia took off the headphones, looked around and didn't see Chen Xifan, and felt strange in his heart.