In front of the North Gate

Shi Jichang's voice was very low and a little hoarse. He rarely spoke so close to Lou Huaiyu, and all the gas he spilled fell on the tips of Lou Huaiyu's ears.

Lou Huaiyu immediately became hot.

"Then why didn't you come in earlier..." Lou Huaiyu stammered a bit.

Shi Jichang deliberately said: "I'm afraid you'll be nervous when I come in and you won't be able to sing well."

Shi Jichang was obviously joking when he said this, but Lou Huaiyu didn't refute him.

Lou Huaiyu would indeed become more nervous because Ji Chang was sitting next to him, because he would want to sing better and live up to his praise that day.

On this day, Shi Jichang was rarely at leisure.

Accompanied Lou Huaiyu after the meeting and had dinner together.

A group of people walked to the cafeteria together, ordered food, and sat down one by one, almost filling half of the long table in front of the kitchen.

Lou Huaiyu ate less, and the big brother of the chef scooped up the dishes generously, so he only ordered one dish at a time, so it took a long time to choose.

When Lou Huai walked over with a steamed bun and braised eggplant, the neat half of the table just left Hu Haitian and Shi Jichang with vacant seats.

Lou Huaiyu didn't think much about it, and sat down next to Shi Jichang with it. When he sat down, he seemed to hear Shi Jichang coughing with a smile.

Because the sound of coughing sounded a bit weird, Lou Huaiyu even looked up.

Shi Jichang's expression didn't look like he had smiled, seeing that he only had one dish, he frowned: "Why do you only eat so much?"

Lou Huaiyu ate a mouthful of steamed buns on this dish, and then slowly talked about the fact that he ate a big pot of rice for the first time in Niutoushan, and he didn't finish half of the two dishes, which attracted everyone's attention.

"Lan'er was a little angry at the time, and told me that I don't know how many people starved to death this winter because they couldn't eat a bite of food."

Lou Huaiyu lowered his eyes as he spoke: "I didn't understand before, no one told me about this."

Shi Jichang calmed down.

For a moment, there was only the sound of chopsticks hitting the edge of the bowl in the corner of the table.

After coming over for a while, Shi Jichang opened his mouth when Lou Huaiyu had eaten only half a steamed bun.

He called out, "Lou Huaiyu."

"It's not your fault," Shi Jichang said, "It's not your fault that they starved to death."

Lou Huaiyu froze for a moment, then looked up at the person.

Shi Jichang ate much faster than him, and by this time it had been settled quickly, and the bowls and plates were clean.

Shi Jichang looked at him seriously.

"You don't need to feel guilty about these things because it's not your fault."

Lou Huaiyu suddenly thought of Xu Cuie who was dragged out that day. Lou Huaiyu didn't like Xu Cuie at all, but in the dead of night, he could always remember her miserable and desperate cry.

He didn't tell anyone about it, but he felt a sense of guilt that was hard to erase. It was also for Xu Cuie, and there was also some for Zhou Liang who saw him today.

"Is that so?" Lou Huaiyu asked softly.

He got Shi Jichang's big hand rubbing on top of his head.

"That's it," Shi Jichang said firmly, and soon his big hand came down again, pinching his face, "Although saving food and food is a virtue, I still hope that the day when we don't save so much and don't feel guilty will come sooner. "

Lou Huaiyu didn't quite understand the words behind him, he only knew that Shi Jichang's words were very gentle, and his movements were also gentle, pinching his face was not like pinching, but gently rubbing with his index finger and thumb.

Lou Huaiyu felt used to it at first, but he rubbed it for too long, and then remembered that Hu Haitian was sitting across from him and had a clear view, so he suddenly felt embarrassed, hid back, and blushed.

Lou Huaiyu felt that the fact of blushing was embarrassing in itself. He looked up at Hu Haitian secretly as if he hadn't noticed it, and immediately lowered his head and gulped down the steamed buns, dragging Shi Jichang away.

In the days that followed, it was as if Lou Huaiyu had the kind of job he wished for when he was a child.

You can go to work at a fixed place at a fixed time every day, and your boss will fix what you have to do at each time period, and what you do is to do your best to do it well, and you don’t have to think about anything else.

Now Lou Huaiyu gets up when the last chime of the day is played, washes and dresses, and goes to the big cafeteria in the front yard to have breakfast. In the morning, a special person will come to teach them how to read, read, and talk about ideas. Lou Huaiyu listened slowly, but luckily Zhou Liang sat next to him, and after a few days he got better and gradually followed.

In the afternoon, it is divided into body and singing again. Each part is two hours, and it always passes quickly.

Shi Jichang asked him many times if he would be too tired, but Lou Huaiyu liked it very much, which made him feel very at ease, and seemed to gradually understand why Zhou Liang could become different in such a short period of time.

"Before... I didn't know why I wanted to live. It seemed that I just didn't want to die." One day during class, Zhou Liang chatted with Lou Huaiyu, and suddenly said this.

They were still chatting about such a simple topic as not knowing what to eat for lunch, Lou Huaiyu didn't know why the other party suddenly became so deep that he didn't dare to speak out for a while.

Zhou Liang smiled to himself: "Don't worry, I found it now, and I feel that every day is very meaningful."

Lou Huaiyu was a little envious of him, and couldn't help but ask, "What did you find?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Liang elongated his voice, with a smile that was not purely joyful, looked up and down at Lou Huaiyu several times, and then said, "Then I'm telling you, don't laugh at me, I'm actually I'm not as noble as them in my heart."

Although it was not clear, Lou Huaiyu knew who Zhou Liang was referring to, probably people like Shi Jichang, Lan Er, and Liang Sibo.

Although I can't say the specific characteristics, but it is different from them at first glance.

"I just thought, be better, and be closer to the person I like." Zhou Liang seemed a little embarrassed, "Let him look at me more, and treat me as... a teammate, a comrade-in-arms, instead of someone picked up by the side of the road." A puppeteer."

As soon as Zhou Liang started talking, he kept on talking: "Although I'm not good enough for him now, maybe... I won't be good enough for him for a long time..."

Lou Huaiyu saw Zhou Liang's depressed mood, so he was very sensible and didn't ask him who he liked, but said: "You are fine."

Zhou Liang smiled and said nothing, and the recess passed quickly.

But in the next class, Lou Huaiyu hardly listened to anything.

Zhou Liang's phrase "Get closer to the person you like" is constantly circulating in Lou Huaiyu's mind.

And Lou Huaiyu's long-standing emotions, which he could not explain, seemed to suddenly find the reason.

His panic, his bewilderment.

Lou Huaiyu felt that his heart became clear all at once, as if he had found the meaning of living at this moment as Zhou Liang said - he also wanted to become better, better, and closer to Shi Jichang.