Yamaishi

Peter kept Shen Zhuoqing for a long time, saying that he was willing to keep his beautiful little brother for the night, and because of this, he was poked by his boyfriend.Shen Zhuoqing just smiled at the side, insisting on going back to school.

A good day is a day.

After dawn, Cinderella will return the glass slipper, and the prince will return to the real world to live a life that must bear the burden.

Shen Zhuoqing secretly hid the dozens of letters on the innermost side of the bookshelf, pressed by a book at the back, like a secret garden that only he knows the way to, burying the memories that started in summer.

Summer.

Summer in California comes suddenly, as if in a flash.Shen Zhuo has a new teacher in the fresh semester, but he is still in close contact with Ryan, paying attention to the progress of his script rehearsal.One day, Ryan told him enthusiastically that the casting of the new drama "Letters" had been confirmed.

Letters, letters.Shen Zhuoqing started to wander about this word, and forgot how Ryan praised the leading role later, his thoughts drifted to the back of the bookshelf, and there was a secret sense of happiness in his heart.

Because, the Chinese name of this script is not called "Shu Xin", but "Love Letter".Thanks to the subtle and beautiful differences between languages, he actually hid a "book" in a bookcase where he couldn't say the word "love".

Shen Zhuoqing replied in a timely manner and was able to hide his emotions well.After all, you can't see your eyes when you make phone calls or write letters, so it's much easier to hide your love.It was just because of various incidents that Peter's birthday became the last outing with Li Fangqian.

Not far from USC is Hollywood.While rehearsing the play, Shen Zhuoqing got to know talented men and women from different countries, and was finally able to communicate with others fluently.He even fell in love with this cradle of countless movie dreams.

But cruelly, people are always saying "goodbye" all the time.But Shen Zhuoqing knew that this dream factory might never be seen again for the rest of his life.He and Li Fangqian made an appointment to return to China together, and even sighed a little before leaving.

The days of the year have been sweet and sour, step by step, and have experienced many colorful stories.It's a pity that what left the deepest impression was the moonlit night that ended without any illness.

Shen Zhuoqing remembered Natsume Soseki's saying that moonlight is the secret love of oriental people.But when I raised my head at this time, I felt that this was the cruelest image in the poem.

If not for that rain.

Just like in the play, special days are always accompanied by dramatic conflicts, the beautiful moonlight is always suitable for confession, and rainy days are always used to exaggerate sadness.

Shen Zhuoqing thought, after all, he was not exempt from vulgarity.

Shen Zhuo clearly remembered Wang Xia's crying for a long time.The good voice that was once praised as "lingering and pathetic, as wonderful as wine", has been hoarse since Shen Zhuqing can remember, and crying is even more heartbreaking.Therefore, Wang Xia seldom speaks and never cries.

At this time, Shen Zhuoqing was listening to the intermittent crying on the other end of the phone.The hoarse voice drilled into the ear through the current, scraping the eardrum like a blade.

Shen Cong was hospitalized.

Pushing a cart home on a rainy night, I met a group of gangsters who were also unemployed.The goods in the cart were pushed away, and Shen Cong fell into the mud, drenched in the cold rain, and his old heart and lung diseases recurred.

Wang Xia had to temporarily close the sewing shop and go home to take care of her husband.

Cooking, making medicine, earning money, and housework, she can survive alone, even when she was insulted, trampled, and fled from place to place like a dog more than 20 years ago.

But in the steaming heat, while listening to the colorful life on the other end of the phone, she suddenly couldn't hold on anymore.

"Come back." Wang Xia sat on the ground sobbing, tears soaking the microphone.

"Mom..." Shen Zhuoqing was thinking about the date of returning to China, and couldn't help comforting him, "It's almost...it's really soon..."

The kettle screamed piercingly, and Wang Xia turned off the stove while choking.

Shen Cong coughed, and she covered her ears weakly. In front of her eyes were the statues, parks and Broadway that Shen Zhuoqing had mentioned.

"Why..." Wang Xia's hoarse voice was almost overwhelmed, "I also want to go to the other side of my ocean..."

Shen Zhuoqing on the other side of the ocean just wanted to go back quickly.

Originally, I planned to finish the play with Ryan before leaving, but now, I can only apologize to the troupe and reschedule.As soon as the school year was over, he transferred the credits with School N, expedited the processing of the remaining chores, and got the visa according to the date.

The person who was originally scheduled to return to China with Li Fangqian returned home two weeks early.

Shen Cong's current situation is much better than when Wang Xia called and broke down emotionally.He smelled heavily of medicine, and there was a terrifying trill when he breathed.I can feel that every cough brings pain all over my body.

"Dad, I brought you some western medicine." Shen Zhuoqing put out a row of small medicine bottles, and carefully wrote "Three times a day, one pill at a time" on the bottle body.

Wang Xia opened the cabinet door silently, and a strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine came to her face.There are several bundles of kraft paper thickly stacked inside, which are the leftover packaging after boiling the medicine.

Already taking the medicine as a meal, and bringing back western medicine, it is a waste of money.

Wang Xia didn't say a word, but Shen Zhuoqing was already used to this way of communication, and quickly understood her unspoken reproach.

"Xiaoqing has a heart." Shen Cong stretched out his hand to touch Shen Zhuoqing's head, and asked, "Why did you lose weight after going out? Sending so much money home every month, you have suffered a lot, right?

Shen Zhuoqing shook his head, touched Shen Cong's severed finger while moving, and felt even more uncomfortable: "Dad, I won't go abroad anymore..."

Shen Cong patted his forehead with a smile, and said angrily: "What stupid things can you say, can you lock you by our side for the rest of your life?"

"Come and eat." Wang Xia interrupted Shen Cong.

The father and son looked at each other and smiled, Shen Zhuoqing hurried to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

There was no extra meal this time, and even the soup was a few leaves floating on the brine.It seems that Wang Xia is angry.

"Mom, don't worry." Shen Zhuoqing picked out a little minced meat from the dish with little oil and water, dipped some on the tip of the chopsticks, put it on the vegetable leaves, and gave it to Wang Xia, "I won't leave you alone of."

Shen Zhuoqing knew that Wang Xia hoped that after graduation, she could go home quickly to help, or find a job that didn't worry about housing, and move with the whole family.

But the premise of all this is to get out of school early and help her share the pressure.

But Shen Zhuoqing had another plan in mind.He wants to continue part-time work and study, plus the subsidy for graduate school, the money sent home every month may be more than a serious job.After graduating from graduate school, if you can stay in the school to teach, you don't have to worry about housing allocation.

There is still a year to resolve the differences, Shen Zhuoqing decided to appease Wang Xia first, and the future will be long.Unexpectedly, just as Shen Zhuoqing was ready for a protracted battle, Wang Xia looked at the vegetable leaves in the bowl and opened her mouth first:

"University B is pretty good."

Even Shen Cong was a little shocked to change his words so quickly.The father and son raised their heads together and looked at her.

"So what do you think I'm doing? Don't you want to continue studying?" Wang Xia rolled up the vegetable leaves, swallowed the light soup, and swallowed her sighs: "You pay for the tuition yourself, and we can't drag you down for the rest. you."

Shen Zhuoqing stayed at home until September before returning to school, just in time for the new class to enroll.Li Fangqian returned earlier than him, and had already booked a supervisor at B University before going to the United States, so after staying at N school to finish his thesis and graduation, he went to B city to familiarize himself with the new laboratory not long after returning home.

But Li Fangqian didn't know the number of the factory compound, so he could only write to Shen Zhuoqing about his graduation and leaving school.The letter was sent to the school, and when Shen Zhuoqing saw it, Li Fangqian had already been in B University for more than a week.

A long-lost meeting was missed again.Shen Zhuoqing thought with a wry smile, it's okay, it's better than the torment of worries.

The large camphor tree seems to be more dense.The bus picked up a new batch of students, and young faces came out one by one.

There were still senior students leading the way at the door, and there was a long queue beside the cameras.

Shen Zhuoqing was carrying the luggage, looking at the school uniforms passing by, feeling a little dazed.

Someone even treated him as a freshman and yelled for him to get his school uniform.

At the end of the boulevard, there may be a pair of good-looking hands, who will take off his school uniform, register his name, and take his luggage.

And Li Fangqian may never appear here again.It took Shen Zhuoqing a long time to realize this problem.

"You're back!" Sun Qianming cleaned the dormitory from the inside to the outside, cleaning up the dust for Shen Zhuoqing.

Liu Liu handed over a piece of watermelon and cut it into the shape of a crescent moon: "Zhuoqing, don't rush to clean up! Eat some watermelon to cool down."

Shen Zhuoqing looked at the two roommates, there was no major change, except Liu Liu's hair was longer.

"I'm not here, you two didn't fight, did you?" Shen Zhuoqing half-jokingly said.

Sun Ganming snorted: "How dare I hit him! Every day he knows how to kiss and babble with Fang Xunyi, and the poetry club doesn't care."

Liu Liu threw a pillow over, blocking Sun Qianming's next words.

When Shen Zhuoqing heard about the "Poetry Club", he immediately got excited: "How is the Poetry Club now? Is the reading still going on?"

Sun Qianming mysteriously took out a magazine from the drawer and handed it to Shen Zhuoqing.

"Jungle?!" Shen Zhuoqing was taken aback when he saw the cover, flipped left and right for a while, and asked, "You made it into a magazine?"

"I really want to." Sun Qianming frowned, and said with disgust: "It was the beloved former chairman who helped type the application before leaving. Otherwise, how could I apply for the school magazine?"

Liu Liu nodded, and said, "Once you and Senior Brother Li left, the Poetry Club almost couldn't move. Fortunately, Brother Ming, he took over the magazine without saying a word, and even opened a column called 'Mouthpiece'." !"

Shen Zhuoqing didn't want to talk too much about Li Fangqian with them, so he opened the inside page.

Sure enough, the eye-catching word "mouthpiece" in the upper right corner of the third picture is impressive, and it contains everything: the ceiling fan in the cafeteria in the West District is loose and poses a safety hazard; The threshold for re-election is too high... It seems that the nighttime chats in the dormitory have become square characters, and I don't know where Sun Qianming collected so much information.

Shen Zhuoqing closed the book very seriously and said: "After becoming a magazine, it will be more formal, but it will take time to publish it, and many things will lose their timeliness. So my suggestion is that you should not publish it for reading."

"Got it, I'm the president now!" Sun Qianming pretended to be dignified and sat upright, and took out a pile of letters, spreading them out in a showy manner, "Did you see, someone sent me a letter too!"

"Yes, yes, brother Ming is infinitely charming." Liu Liu chimed in from the side.

Shen Zhuoqing picked up one of the letters in a funny way, and it said:

[Mouthpiece Submission] English Corner Questions are collected by Chen Xiao, Department of Foreign Languages, Jungle Magazine.