like a dream

Jiang Ruwei finally woke up faintly, and stretched out his hand to touch the back of his head which was aching.

"Jiang Ruwei, how are you?"

Jiang Ruwei sat up, hugged her head, and then looked up at Tang Chunsheng who called her.

She remembered that period of long and vague pain, and now thinking about it, she didn't know how to get through it.But after her mother beat her up that time, she got a benefit, that is, the eggs she was allergic to were no longer allergic, and she could eat them.

Yes, she really drew the egg that day, but no one believed it, and she only got a severe beating for telling the truth.Since then, she has never used a pencil to draw eggs. Even though her hands sometimes itch, she has firmly remembered this lesson when she was only eight years old.

She has an ability that others do not have, she is like Ma Liang in the cartoon, the things she draws will become real - although so far, she has only drawn living eggs.

And obviously, this should be a secret thing, absolutely no second person knows about it, because of the difference between herself and others, Jiang Ruwei has always kept a certain distance from others, and she is not the only one who knows about it.

Who is Tang Chunsheng, himself, and what's going on?

"Tell me first, what do you mean I grew up overnight?"

"Isn't it good?" Tang Chunsheng smiled, "I see that many students hope to grow up overnight, don't you want to, so that you don't need to go through so much pain in the middle..."

"But that's impossible." Jiang Ruwei interrupted her yelling, "How can people really grow up overnight!"

"One night is certainly not enough to grow up, you are not a little flower or grass," Tang Chunsheng still smiled, "I just compressed the time, you have not missed a day in nine years, but it seems that everything happened nine years ago yesterday."

Jiang Ruwei found that his brain was not enough.She also feels that she has not missed a day. If you ask her to tell what happened in the first grade of elementary school, she can remember it, even if she doesn't remember it, who would remember her past so clearly.However, Jiang Ruwei subconsciously felt that Tang Chunsheng was lying to her. Maybe, she really grew up in just one night.

The only luck is that not only her body has grown up, but also her intelligence has kept up.Jiang Ruwei thought for a long time in frustration, and finally raised his head: "Do you have a pencil?"

Before Tang Chunsheng could speak, the flute bounced away, and after a while it bounced over with a pencil stuck in its head.The pencil was too thin and slipped all the way into the flute, leaving only a small section outside.

Tang Chunsheng took out his pen, found a knife, and sat in front of Jiang Ruwei, slowly sharpening his pencil.

Jiang Ruwei looked at her and felt that this should be the quietest moment since she met her.Her nose was dripping with sweat, her long eyelashes were curled up into two fan feathers, her eyebrows were trimmed or not, they were long and slender, as if drawn out.

Thinking of painting, Jiang Ruwei withdrew his gaze, his heart beating wildly.It may be that she was beaten too hard by her mother at the beginning, so she has never had a specific impression of the scene at that time.How did she draw that egg at the beginning was a blank in her mind, but she knew that it should be true.

Because the girl in front of her who is the same height as her but can change her place out of thin air is alive, and the flute that draws a circle around her lap with its end that touches the ground as the center and the other end as the radius—it is also real.

This world is so strange, Jiang Ruwei secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned his head and looked at the direction he came from, there is also a door at the end of the carpet, and is there a classroom on the other side of the door...

Finally, Tang Chunsheng sharpened the pencil.She sharpened it carefully, and the lead was sharp.She sent it to Jiang Ruwei devoutly as if she was holding an imperial decree, holding her breath and said, "Here."

Infected by her, Jiang Ruwei wiped the sweat from his palms on his knees, and solemnly took the pen.

Tang Chunsheng immediately invited her to the coffee table, the flute jumped up, rolled beside the piece of rice paper, squeezing it inch by inch.

After laying out the paper, Jiang Ruwei took a deep breath and slowly wrote.

A line, an arc, bends like a neon on the horizon, and then draws back deeply, connecting head to tail.

Two pairs of eyes and the seven holes on the flute were staring at this line, but 1 minute passed, 2 minutes passed...

Rice paper is still a plane, and the line is still the same line.

Jiang Ruwei felt ashamed, and said: "Da Vinci has been painting an egg for three years..."

Tang Chunsheng raised his eyes and looked at her quietly: "Do you also need three years?"

Jiang Ruwei didn't know why, and she nodded involuntarily after being stared at furiously by her again.

"Okay, I'll give you time." Tang Chunsheng sat down on the coffee table, desperately holding the flute that fell into her arms.

Jiang Ruwei turned his head with some discomfort, Tang Chunsheng was fine, this flute is about to become a master, is it crying, the soft whimpering sound, is it the sound of the flute?

"You go back," Tang Chunsheng pointed to the end of the carpet, "The other side of the door is your home."

Jiang Ruwei slowly rubbed off the coffee table, walked a few steps, and looked back.Tang Chunsheng was still holding the flute, looking at her eagerly.Jiang Ruwei's scalp was numb, she turned back, and walked faster and faster. When her hand finally touched the doorknob, she was relieved and pulled the door open with all her heart.

Tang Chunsheng said that her house was on the other side of the door, but before she could see clearly what was inside the door, something hit her on the forehead, knocking her back a few steps, and almost falling over the stairs. go down.

"Sister..." Jiang Ruwu screamed.

"Jiang, Ru, Wu," Jiang Ruwei covered his forehead, endured a heavy dizziness, and then barely grabbed the handrail of the stairs, and said angrily, "How many times have I told you not to use the gate as a basket!"

"Oh, I didn't know you were outside." Jiang Ruwu repeatedly apologized and helped her into the door.

Jiang Ruwei raised his head and stared at him, but suddenly found that the younger brother who ran to pick up the basketball and hugged him stood in front of her, and it was a suffocating shadow.

However, this younger brother is not that younger brother.Jiang Ru was stunned for a moment, when did my younger brother change his voice and start playing basketball, and when did he stand so much taller than her.The sound of the door closing in a daze was next to her ears, she reacted abruptly, turned around and opened the door, the door was facing the up and down stairs.

How is this going……

Jiang Ruwei felt that she was about to collapse, did Tang Chunsheng take the three years he said seriously?She turned her head sharply to look at the calendar by the door, the year on it almost knocked her against the wall.

Shouldn't the three years she said be the three years of the verb? How could it be the three years of the noun?

"Into the subtleties, why are you in a daze?"

Jiang Ru turned his head slightly. Grandma had white hair and a slightly bent back, and she was sitting by the window with a pair of glasses mending something.

"Grandma." Jiang Ruwei walked over, knelt on the ground slowly, and hugged her leg.

Grandma Jiang adjusted her glasses, forced a smile and said, "Hey, what happened to you at school today?"

Jiang Ruwei shook her head, she can't say anything now, no one can tell the sunshine outside the window that the weather is really nice today after what happened to her just now.

Three years later, I am now 17 years old.Looking down, she has grown a little taller, and even the little bun on her chest seems to have changed... Jiang Ruwei's expression couldn't help but twist. This time, she finally saw the so-called time clearly, and it turned out that there is a shortcut of.

It's just that the time was still at that time, but she walked faster than others, and it was too much faster.

For example, even though it was only a door away, she could immediately complain habitually to the younger brother who hit her with a basketball. Even now, there are suddenly many more memories in her mind, like a long river of memories. It was broken, but the moment when the gate was opened, it turned into a huge wave, and it was photographed overwhelmingly.

Jiang Ruwei felt her head hurt, she stood up slowly, and said wearily: "I won't eat, go to sleep first."

"What are you sleeping now..." Grandma Jiang put down the needle and thread in her hand, and quickly grabbed her, but she hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter, grandma?" Jiang Ruwei squatted down again and asked softly.

"The matter of your parents has been settled, and your younger brother has already decided who to marry." Grandma Jiang sighed and murmured, "It's a crime, it's shameful, and you still have to divorce at such an age."

Jiang Ruwei was silent for a moment, yes, her parents are going to divorce, and she has this information in her memory.She couldn't help thinking of Tang Chunsheng's words. The girl said that if she grows up overnight, she can avoid a lot of pain-this is true.

If her memory hadn't been messed up, her parents' marriage had problems in the past three years. Her mother was making trouble every time, and she was becoming more and more mean to her daughter, who she didn't like at first.Of course, it was her father who made the mistake.Her father's factory was getting better and better, and the time outside was getting longer and longer, and some rumors gradually spread into her mother's ears.Later, her mother followed her father to catch him. The one who broke their marriage was a young woman who was said to be his secretary.At that time, "female secretary" was just a bit of an ambiguous fashionable term, but the fact is that in terms of proximity, the secretary is easier to get close to the target.

Jiang Ruwei vaguely knew that the problem between her parents was not limited to this little secret, but with the escalation of family wars, it finally broke out after that little secret became pregnant.

In the end, her father was determined to divorce her mother, and her mother offered a very high price for divorce. After countless times of wrangling and fighting, the couple who were already in dire straits finally had another quarrel over the issue of the ownership of their children. reached new heights.

Yes, Jiang Ruwu is a boy, the incense of the Jiang family, her father naturally wants him, he has liked this daughter since he was a child, and he also wants it; but her mother disagrees, she insists on having a son, and insists that the son belong to her, The daughter belongs to him.In fact, all the conflicts were concentrated on the younger brother. At that time, Jiang Ruwei existed like an invisible person. Apart from going to class every day, he only had to eat and sleep when he went home.

The only person who really cares about her feelings is grandma. Unfortunately, her health has been deteriorating in the past few years. She has been admitted to the hospital twice because of her son's anger, but she still can't stop the disintegration between son and daughter-in-law.

Jiang Ruwei looked back at his younger brother.This heartless guy since she was a child has always been the target of competition between her parents. In the end, her parents couldn't convince anyone, so they simply let him decide who he wants to be with. Then, what is his decision.

Jiang Ruwu twirled the basketball with his fingertips. He also heard what his grandma said. Seeing his sister looking over, he said nonchalantly, "Actually, I'm the same as everyone else. I just don't want to hear them quarreling anymore."

Jiang Ruwei sighed, for some reason, he suddenly thanked Tang Chunsheng for letting her go through the pain between opening and closing the door: "Then, who did you decide to go with?"

"You should be able to guess it," Jiang Ruwu smiled, "Dad's little secretary is said to be pregnant with a boy, so Dad has relaxed his tone recently, and he doesn't want me."

Grandma Jiang burst into tears: "No, even if that vixen gave birth to a boy, grandma only recognizes you as the grandson of our Jiang family."

Jiang Ruwu patted the ball on the ground a few times, let it roll aside, and hugged grandma: "Grandma, don't worry, no matter where I am in the future, I will remember to come back to see you." Looking at Jiang Ruwei, "Sister, what about you?"

"Me?" Jiang Ru was slightly taken aback.This was originally a question that didn’t need to be asked. Under the current circumstances, her mother would not want her, but——Jiang Ruwei’s mind kept flashing that weird flute, which could jump or not play the self-sounding Magic flute.She thought maybe when she came home, she had opened another whole new door.All the sadness and melancholy that came up in her memory suddenly faded a lot, she said calmly, "I don't follow anyone."