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The child told me his name is Qiushui.

This is of course a strange name for me. According to my limited knowledge, the word "Qiu" should not be a surname, and a boy called "Qiu Shui" sounds a little funny.

Autumn water, the name only briefly hovered in the brain for a while, and it inexplicably carried some lingering and sentimental meanings in it.The second reaction is that Cui Yingying in "The Romance of the West Chamber" "looks through him to be full of autumn water", no matter how I think about it, she doesn't quite fit with such a child.But in view of the age difference between me and him of more than ten years, I did not make any inappropriate comments on his Internet nickname.

It is also very rare to think of introducing myself to all the half-familiar faces in the class in the scorching air and the sound of squeaking fans at the beginning of the first year of high school.

I don’t know how parents name their children. Some people’s names are so simple and repeated that they can be forgotten by closing their eyes. Some people’s names are so complicated that it takes a lot of effort to remember them. s face.When I graduated from the third year of junior high school, I was still a small man with slight myopia, but because of my short stature, I always sat in the front row of the classroom, so I didn't wear glasses.No one knows why I suddenly became taller after graduating from the third year of junior high school. When the first year of high school started, I was pointed to the second-to-last row by the teacher. For this reason, my mother later sent several Barrel of cooking oil.On the day of self-introduction at the beginning of school, I stood on the podium and looked at every face that seemed familiar to me, and introduced myself by my name: "My name is Li Cu, the Li of Liming, and the cluster of clusters." Not too flat-tongue, so when I grew up biting my own name, I would utter a flat-tongue sound very forcefully and clearly.

In my opinion, a person should introduce his own name like me, what is his surname, instead of sending two words through his mobile phone, with an ellipsis that is too embarrassing to say.

When Qiushui sent me a text message, I was sitting on the bus leaving Changkang City. The expressway stretched like an endless road. The scenery on both sides of the road changed from bushes to small houses and rice fields. After the [-]-meter-long tunnel named Anxin, the expressway suddenly seemed to be elevated, and the residential areas on the side of the road began to become scattered. When the car drove into the mountain, the lush green plants covered the sight, my memory There are still some early mornings when these mountains are hidden behind the light white mist, they are indistinct, and a dream of a fairyland may be constructed in the half-dream and half-awake state.

In the summer afternoon, these plants are shining in the sun, and every leaf seems to be warm.

The bus I’m on now is very different from when I escaped secretly many years ago. It’s very new. It doesn’t smell of stuffy heat or dust. The distance between each location is very safe. Many years ago, I stood at the door carrying a small bag. The conductors in the office have also been replaced with automatic ticket vending machines. There are very few people on the bus on work days. I sit in a middle position, and there are no people around, so the bus is very quiet.The sun flashed across my retinas as the car passed every shadow on the side of the road.

Qiu Shui’s text message was sent at this time. He boldly asked me to have dinner in his school cafeteria. He said this-"Are you coming to our school cafeteria in the afternoon? I will treat you to chicken leg rice .”

I took out my mobile phone, unlocked my screen lock, and seriously replied to the child: "I'm home, next time."

"When's the next time?" His reply was very quick, and he didn't understand the politeness in the sentence "next time" between adults.

I thought how he seemed to be full of courage when he was typing through his mobile phone. It was a little funny for a while, and he sent the next text message: "You can add me on WeChat."

"What's your name?" I sat in my seat, my body was shaking slowly following the shaking of the bus, and I asked on a whim.

"... Qiushui." There was a long ellipsis to keep up with his name.

autumn water.

**

When our new high school students introduced themselves to each other, we heard a lot of funny names. The head teacher at that time was a fresh graduate. He was full of enthusiasm for his future work, and he was very capable in the stage of letting students introduce themselves. Playing games with us entertainingly, he asked our students to answer what they think of when they hear their names. He teaches Chinese, so I think he should work very hard to enrich students' imagination in daily life .

The students hated the activity and we hated any task the teacher gave us, so we didn't cooperate.

For example, the homonym of someone's name is "earthworm", and the students laughed as much as possible below, saying that they imagined it to be an earthworm, a reptile, and a reptile that turned out of the mud to breathe fresh air in the air stained with mud smell after the rain.

Unfortunately, I was also a very disobedient child when I was studying, and the last adjective was said by me sitting in the penultimate row while laughing.

Names should be magical. If you give a name to a small animal you pick up on the side of the road, then it belongs to you. If you give a person a new name, he will follow you under certain circumstances. Create a bond.

I stared at the screen of the phone amusedly and sent Qiushui a message: "Good name, what's the screen name you gave yourself?"

Qiu Shui gave me an emoji roll of the eyes, and then asked me what my name was.

I replied with two words: "Li Cu."

He replied with "Oh", and after a while he said, "My name still sounds nice."

"Yes, your name is the most beautiful. It is the water in autumn and the eyes of beautiful women. They all represent beauty." I have always been good at coaxing children.

After a long while, the other side hesitatingly sent over word by word. He sent seven text messages, one text message with one sentence. This may be the difference between me and contemporary children. I will never send chat messages word by word. Jump outside.

Qiu Shui sent a sentence seven times.

"You, what, what, what, what, what, what."

I couldn't help laughing when I saw him jumping out every word, and then told him: "As a courtesy, you can also praise my name like this."

Qiu Shui told me very indifferently over there: "What's so great about your name?"

I thought about it carefully and thought about what is good about my name. I don’t know what kind of mentality my parents used to choose this name for me. I felt that my name was annoying since I was a child, because there are many people around me. Indiscriminate tongue, so most of the time my name is not called correctly.

After I introduced myself at the beginning of high school, our class teacher was very responsible to let the students spread their imagination wings to imagine what my name is.

Some people said it was a lump, some said it was bamboo, and the person I laughed at also responded to me with the same ridicule. He said: "It's a water plant, and it's a water plant that will never end under the Changkang River."

This conversation has become very weird in my memory. According to my understanding of myself and normal human beings talking and chatting, no one in this world should communicate like this.

For example, I said that he was "a reptile that turned out of the mud to breathe fresh air in the air full of mud smell after the rain", but he retorted that I was "a water plant that will never end at the bottom of the Changkang River".This kind of dialogue is very weird for two people, so weird that I hesitated for a moment when I dug up my memory, thinking that I would have spoken in such a way to be beaten?It's so weird that I think these two sentences may be a memory disorder in a certain situation.

**

The second after Qiushui said my name, he happily sent me another text message: "get out of class is over!"

To me, this sentence meant to end the chat, so I didn't reply to the message, put the phone back in my pocket, and wanted to squint and rest for a while in the car.I didn’t sleep well last night. The hotel’s house is really not very soundproof. There are also sounds of mahjong playing or drunk people passing by the door at one or two o’clock in the morning. Waking up, I barely slept.

Because the car was quiet, the shaking arc of the bus on the high speed made people drowsy, or because I was so tired that I actually fell asleep in a daze.When I opened my eyes again, the bus just got off the highway and was heading towards the high-speed rail station.

When the bus arrived at the high-speed rail station, I was still in a daze under the scorching sun on my head. The high-speed rail station was crowded with people, most of them dragged their suitcases to and fro, and it was not completely dark at six o’clock in the afternoon. I found a fast food restaurant to solve my dinner problem, and when I paid the bill, I saw this kid named Qiushui sent me a message an hour ago: "Are you coming back before the summer vacation?"

After paying on my mobile phone, I sent back a message: "I won't reply for the time being."

When he was picking up tickets at the ticket counter, he came again: "Add me on WeChat."

"Maybe I should have asked if I did before asking me to do this?" I texted back, very politely.

He replied to me after a while: "No one doesn't have WeChat now."

I told him: "Then you can refresh your information now, someone is gone now."

Perhaps the tone of the post may not seem too friendly, and after a long while, the other side finally calmed down.

After waiting for the high-speed rail, I processed the documents that I had to review at work today on the high-speed rail, and replied to several work emails.The phone humbly reminded me that the battery was low, and I was a little too lazy to charge it with the charger, thinking that there should be nothing important to contact me at this time, so I simply turned off my phone.

I fell asleep on the high-speed rail, and then I was woken up by the noise of the children in the same car. The car was speeding in the dark, and I could see scattered lights not far away through the window. Sparse as fake.

When the car arrived at my destination, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and there were few people at the station. All the shops in the station that were usually open were closed, making the passengers dragging their suitcases in the aisle look lonely.After I took the ticket and swiped out of the station, a girl in her early twenties at the exit next to her swiped her ticket and rushed out to hug the little boy waiting at the exit.

The crowds come and go without looking sideways, and the exhaustion at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night may make human beings ignore any joy from others.

Of course, I didn't feel any joy at all, and was even a little annoyed. I frowned and walked past this couple, who should have not seen each other for a long time, while taking out my phone from my pocket and turning it on.

Several messages popped up in a row, and there were also a few questioners popped up in the WeChat work group. I clicked in to have a look, and ignored it if it was nothing serious.

"Self-study next night, there are many stars tonight, but the phone can't take pictures."

"The people who slept next door went over the wall to play games at night, but I didn't go, they were so annoying."

"ignore me."

"ignore me."

"...Why are you ignoring me?"

**

Sitting in the car for a long time made me feel a little bad. Anyway, the bumpy journey will always make me unhappy. I crossed out the few text messages he sent, and walked to the parking lot of the station to take a taxi home. In the parking lot, the cars in front of me just got picked up and left. I waited for a while and saw that there were no cars and started to book a car with my mobile phone. After the driver took the order, I paced around in place, trying to refresh myself.

A few minutes later, my mobile phone rang, and I thought it was the driver calling. After answering the call, I reported the address directly: "Hi, I'm standing in the parking lot waiting for the car."

"..." It was very quiet over there.

"Hello?" I thought the other party didn't hear me, and I was about to speak again.

I hung up the phone abruptly, and I took my mobile phone to call back. When I saw Changkang City on the caller ID, I quit and looked at the text message number, only to realize that it was the same number.

Now at 39:[-] in the evening, a high school student is still up so late?

The air in Shangmian City in May is humid and hot. The heat seems to be covered with water vapor. The air in the underground parking lot at night is not good. After receiving this call, it seemed like a gust of spring wind blew over suddenly, taking away the sporadic sticky feeling on my body.

He sent me a text message in the next second: "I thought you lost your phone, or you lost it."

His wording made me laugh. I was a small child. I wanted to send him a text message to say that I didn’t lose my mobile phone and I didn’t lose it. There was a phone number from the city on the mobile phone.

This is a call from the driver. He told me that the location of the mobile phone map is not very clear. He didn't know where I was, so I told him my location.

After hanging up the phone, the phone interface was still displayed on the chat interface where I texted Qiu Shui. After I deleted the words I typed one by one, the driver drove the car and stopped beside me.

After I got in the car and said hello to the driver, I called Qiushui without any haste.

The bell rang for a long time. I guess it took more than ten times before the phone was answered slowly. There was no sound. It was so quiet that I could hear the sound of electric current passing through.

"Hello?" I very cooperatively lowered my voice on such a night.

"..." After a while, he squeezed out a voice from his nose, "um..."

"Haven't you slept so late?"

The voice over there was very small: "Sleeping."

I said, "Kids, don't stay up late, go to bed early."

There was a pause there for a long while, I was wondering if he was dissatisfied with me saying he was a child, when I heard a small voice over there, I responded again: "Um..."

I found it funny again. When I texted me, I skipped out every sentence. When I called, I spit out no more than five words. I said softly, "Qiu Shui."

"Huh?" There seemed to be a very difficult response from the nasal cavity.

I asked him, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

His voice was so soft that it was almost breathless, and he told me slowly: "No, I'm going to sleep."

I laughed: "If you don't say it now, there will be no chance for you to say it in the future."

"..." He didn't speak.

I smiled and said, "I called to tell you that I didn't lose my phone, but it's out of battery now, so of course I didn't lose it either."

"Oh..." He dragged his tone over there and responded.

The car drove out from the underground parking lot. He got out of the high-speed rail station. Two rows of lights on the road meandered a road far away. I saw the car driving towards the viaduct through the window. The viaduct was very empty in the middle of the night, far away The lights in the room were also very lonely. I retracted myself and looked at the lights outside the window, drooping my eyelids a little sleepily, and just wanted to say good night to the children on the phone.

Qiu Shui spoke suddenly, his voice was still very low, like a child who is afraid of waking up a monster lurking in the dark in a fairy tale: "I..."

I responded: "Yes."

Qiu Shui told me in a low voice but clearly: "I'll send you a text message..."

I waited very patiently for him to complete his sentence.

He added: "You want me back."

I held back my laughter. If you want to say that he is a familiar child, what he does seems very shy. If you want to say that he is a very shy child, but a shy child probably cannot say such words.

Qiushui suddenly became a very contradictory individual for me, composed of innocent children and reckless teenagers.

Qiushui is composed of ignorant babies, rebellious boys and shy girls.

Of course, I couldn't tell a teenager who was in adolescence, so I replied with a slight smile: "When I'm not busy, I will try my best."

He hummed through his nose.

I said: "It's getting late, I still have class tomorrow, go to sleep and good night."

Qiu Shui hummed, then hung up the phone.

The car drove down from the empty and lonely viaduct, and after getting off the viaduct, turn onto Hongguang Avenue and then into Wutong Road. The road is named because of the plane trees on both sides. The house I bought in Shangmian City is in the At the end of the sycamore tree, the leaves of the sycamore tree will turn yellow in autumn, and when they fall to the ground, they will be covered with a layer of yellow dead leaves. The sound of shoes squeaking on the leaves when walking home from overtime at night is very crisp. It seems to be able to echo in the whole street.

After the car drove to the gate of the community, I thanked the driver and got out of the car.The security room at the gate of the community was still lit, and the security guard in uniform was lying on the table and taking a nap. The movement of me coming in did not disturb his rest at all. I took out the access control card of the community from my pocket, and dialed With a sound, he entered the community, walked to his unit building, took the elevator to the nineteenth floor, and opened the door to enter.

My home was bought and renovated several years ago. The decoration is very simple, but the decoration itself is a very troublesome thing, so I have to make sure that every inch of my house is the way I like it.

It can make me relax as soon as I step into the door of my house. I breathed a sigh of relief at the door of my house, and suddenly I felt that my tiredness seemed to be relieved. Take a complete break.

I put my mobile phone on the bedside of the bedroom to charge, turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower, and lay on the bed after coming out, turning off the light in the room, and there was a dim lamp on the bedside.When I put the phone back on the shelf next to the bed, I looked at the screen of the phone, and there was a message sent half an hour ago.

--"Good night."