Wanderer

It is only five months from September to the Spring Festival next year. This time last year was a critical moment for a round of review. Each ancient essay was marked out with a different highlighter and recited with key points; a math problem was repeated over and over again. , repeated mistakes; the English composition template was copied on the blackboard, and the class representative led the recitation sentence by sentence... There were also chemical formulas, force diagrams, and strings of gene combinations. The gel pen refills were piled up, and when I cleaned up the examination room, I found that it had become a hill.

Now five months have become six compulsory courses and three elective courses. The new teacher himself is still a college student, staring at the fan on the ceiling, stuttering and unable to clarify the key points, and the class is empty after one class Half of the classroom, the rest of the people are holding mobile phones in their hands, the teacher is still talking, but I didn’t realize that I forgot half a chapter; the library has updated a large number of books, and the old books with yellow pages are piled up in front of the steps and sold by the catty , the wind rolled up the title page to reveal the beautiful pencil handwriting, saying that I hope the next person who borrows this book will also like it; more than a dozen clubs, plus the student union and the Youth Association organize activities one by one, and the posters on the bulletin board are updated every day. The auditorium was almost never free, girls sat in the middle of the stage singing with acoustic guitars, boys rushed to the stage to offer bouquets of roses, and the audience screamed wildly... what else?Oh, and there is also the final exam. The students tried their best to pester the teacher to focus on the important points. The teacher refused and said that there were regulations in the Academic Affairs Office. After a while, there was really no way. The outdoor and nearby cafes are full every day, and the circle of friends updates the night battle situation on time in the early morning.

Bai Yunqi turned over a page of calculus workbook, his temple throbbed with pain, the boy sitting across from him tossed the pen between his fingertips back and forth, and finally hit it on the table, shaking both drowsy Scared sober.

The earphones that had been stuffed in the ears and had been silent for a while finally had a sound, and it was a little tired: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I dropped the pen." Bai Yunqi took off his earphones, stood up, and walked outside the coffee shop. He forgot to put his coat on the back of the chair, and his voice trembled slightly from the cold, "Are you still asleep?"

There was rustling sound of writing on Wen Hai's side, and he said after a while: "There is still a copy of the closing materials."

"It's almost three o'clock in the morning." Bai Yunqi glanced at the giant wall clock on the outer wall, and the second hand "click click" went fast.

"Well, we'll be done soon." Wen Hai lowered his voice, "Sleep for a while after the review, don't fall asleep in the exam room."

"Okay——" Bai Yunqi let out a breath, and before he could say "good night", the phone was hung up. It showed that the call time was more than four hours, but the two actually didn't say ten words.

This has become the norm for the two to keep in touch. Bai Yunqi didn't understand how Xu Yu, who was separated from his girlfriend by a dormitory building, could chat so many days a day. He also ate a steamed stuffed bun. Xu Yu took a picture Post the photos with stickers, and said with a smile, do you think this round and chubby face looks like yours? Then he replied angrily, and the inexplicable topic became "Chubby girls feel good in the hand". , Gao Bowen rolled his eyes when he heard it, and said don't spoil Xiaobai.

...Put it on Bai Yunqi, that is, he said that I had a steamed stuffed bun for dinner today.Wen Hai said, oh.

--Oh.

"Actually, I really want to know how you are doing." Bai Yunqi thought to himself, even though he knew that there shouldn't be much difference to that person if he had himself or not.

From an objective point of view, with or without Bai Yunqi, Wen Hai's life has not been greatly affected, except that he is sleeping on the floor and no one picks him up, his life is always on the verge of death from overwork.

Fortunately, since he led the criminal investigation team to solve a murder case within 48 hours, after the sequelae of traumatic brain injury occurred, and the headache caused the ambulance to stop at the gate of the city bureau again, Captain Fang, who had not seen him for a long time, finally returned to the team. The head retreated to the second line to prepare for the procedures for sick leave, at least half of the written materials that Wen Hai had piled up on the table were cleared away.

But sometimes, especially in early winter, when his old boss seconded him to the Drug Enforcement Administration to participate in an anti-drug operation for nearly a month, he inevitably thought of Bai Yunqi during a long period of free time.He and a newcomer were staying in an abandoned unfinished building. The newcomers also liked to call him "Brother Wen" because they couldn't even turn on the stove because they wanted to deceive others. Self: "Brother Wen, can I have a bowl of instant noodles, it's too cold."

Maybe it was really too cold, the young man in his early twenties looked at him shyly, his deep voice was frozen with a hint of grievance, he smiled happily after hearing his agreement, he huddled in the corner holding the bowl almost reverently Instant noodles, the young face is hidden behind the rising steam.

For a moment, only for a moment, Wen Hai hoped that after the fog cleared, Bai Yunqi's face would be revealed.

He was wearing a coat and leaning against the half-collapsed concrete pillar. The newlyweds could no longer hold on and fell asleep, and the house they were watching across the window had also turned off the lights, only a few faint lights were on, maybe they belonged to the third year of high school. child.There was the sound of flipping through the books in the earphones, and Bai Yunqi was in the library again. Wen Hai thought that after starting a new life without his own influence, this kid would be at least one-fifth as good as his brother in participating in campus activities and making friends. Being active all the time, I didn't expect that it would be better to go out diligently than when I was at home.

The newcomer woke up after a nap, yawned and said, "Brother Wen, where do you miss sister-in-law?"

The cigarette butt that fell to the ground flickered and dimmed, emitting a wisp of white smoke.

After Wen Hai hung up the phone, he stood up and walked around the three people who were sleeping all over the ground—this month was unlucky, several major cases collided with special operations, and most of the people in the team hadn't returned home for three or four days.Early this morning, the surprise arrest finally solved the most difficult case. The common room was covered with thin newspaper blankets and slept with dead bodies everywhere. Chai Fanwen, who was crowded and had no place to lie down, led Xiaofeng and Tang Qing to Wenhai's office to warm up the heating. At first glance, it is the scene of the case.

"Where are you going?" Chai Fanwen heard Wen Hai's door opening, half sat up and rubbed his eyes, "What time is it?"

"02:30." Wen Hai draped his coat on his arm, his voice hoarse, "Hungry, are you going to eat?"

Chai Fanwen looked around the office in a daze, and fell down again without making a sound.

Wen Hai pushed open the door, it was freezing and snowy outside the window, the voice-activated light in the corridor was broken, and the northwest wind blew a sharp whistle.

It's so cold.he thinks.

"It's really cold." Bai Xiaojun from the south was wrapped up like a fat quail, half of his face was huddled behind a thick woolen scarf, and he was still shivering, "Dabai, don't you feel cold wearing so little?"

Xu Yu also caught a cold from the cold, his nose was running all the way, he carried a bag of napkins, and after he sneezed, he stretched his hand into Gao Bowen's neck with tears in his eyes, and said, "Qiqi, you grew up in a freezer, right? Do you wear a jacket when it's minus ten degrees?"

Bai Yunqi shrugged, saying that he had adapted well to the sudden drop in temperature to three feet freezing.

Gao Bowen dodged Xu Yu's outstretched claws, and stretched his waist: "It's hard to finish the final exam and look forward to the winter vacation, and it's snowing so fucking heavy. I'll have to be stuck on the road for several hours tomorrow when I go home."

"You're a local, what a fart." Xu Yu said with a sad face, "My flight may not be able to take off tomorrow, so it's fucking interesting to be stranded at the airport."

Bai Xiaojun: "You two are leaving tomorrow, don't you want to play at school for a few days?"

The two of them, together with Bai Yunqi, stared at him as if they were observing aliens. Xu Yu asked sincerely, "Xiaobai, tell brother, what's so interesting about school?"

Gao Bowen lazily replied for Bai Xiaojun: "Aren't there enough girls for you to play with?"

"..." Xu Yu rolled his eyes, and changed the topic to Bai Yunqi: "Qizi, you really won't go back during the Chinese New Year? Is there something wrong at home or something?"

Bai Yunqi, who is usually half in charge of listening and half wandering in the sky during the chat, is no exception this time. After regaining his senses, he shook his head: "There is no one in my house, I don't want to go back."

"Your father..." Bai Xiaojun just opened his mouth when Xu Yu who was behind him patted his shoulder lightly and swallowed all the words.

Gao Bowen frowned: "What can you do at school by yourself during Chinese New Year? Why don't you go to my house?"

"It's okay." Bai Yunqi didn't care much, "It's just a stroll around. I only went to the library this semester, and Wuhuan didn't go out."

"Ah—five rings—you are better than—" Xu Yu wailed and howled, the passers-by were so shocked that the roasted sweet potatoes almost fell to the ground, Gao Bowen silently took out the mask from his pocket, and Bai Xiaojun lifted the scarf up to block it Face.

Yan Wan's text message is still lying in the inbox, and she tells herself in a tone of 12 apologetic that they are planning a family trip for the Chinese New Year this year, and the whole family naturally includes Wen Hai, which means that Bai Yunqi has nowhere to go for the Chinese New Year— —Bai Tong'an not only had a lot of entertainment during the Chinese New Year, but also had to accompany Xin Xin back to her mother's house. Naturally, he couldn't bother him, saying that he went to Mr. Bai's place. During the Chinese New Year, relatives from far and near came and went to the old house of Bai's house.

The text message also said that if Bai Yunqi is willing, he can come to live in her own house. She and Wen Hai's father have already discussed it-this is even more impossible. What name does he live in under? Her son's friend's Possibly an unrelated cousin or her son's gay man?

Bai Yunqi didn't make things difficult for Yan Wan, and made an excuse to say that he happened to find a part-time job here during the winter vacation, and he didn't plan to go back.Yan Wan didn't say any more, and sent a big box to Bai Yunqi after a few days, unpacking it contained several pockets of imported snacks and some winter clothes. The snacks were divided among the three people in the dormitory, and the clothes were hung in the closet. Probably a few degrees colder to wear.

The last call from Wenhai was still more than a week ago. I was busy with the final exam this week. Near the end of the year, that person would only be busier than me. Bai Yunqi paused for a few seconds on the dial key, and finally slowed moved away.

A few flakes of snow fell on the back of his neck, making him shiver suddenly, and only then did he feel the chill of winter.

The blizzard did not stop Xu Yu and Gao Bowen from going home. On the contrary, Xiaobai originally planned to stay for a few more days to visit the surrounding attractions, but because the snow was getting thicker and thicker, his family worried that the traffic might be paralyzed in a few days. He stopped calling to urge him to come back quickly, so he reluctantly changed the ticket, and left with his bag in aggrieved manner.

During the three or four days of vacation, the service industry around the school began to paralyze one after another. The restaurant was closed for half a street, and the boy who delivered the food also locked his motorcycle and went home to celebrate the New Year; "Self-service collection, honesty is priceless"; even the library has changed the opening and closing time, and specifically stated that "the library is closed from the 29th of the Lunar New Year to the fifth day of the first month".

Bai Yunqi was lying on the bed watching the American drama Wen Hai mentioned before on his mobile phone. He just fell asleep and was awakened by the ringtone. The curtains on the balcony were closed and he didn’t know whether it was dark or dawn. He glanced at it in a daze. The caller ID immediately sat up in shock, and frantically pressed the answer button, the phone almost slipped from his hand: "Brother Wen——"

"Hmm." There was a faint sound of a whistle on Wen Hai's side, "Where is it?"

"Dormitory." Bai Yunqi thought that Wen Hai should have heard the news from Yan Wan that he would not go back for the Chinese New Year. Two weeks have passed, not to mention phone calls or even text messages—although he understands that this happened when Wen Hai's body was normal—but he couldn't suppress it, and there was still a trace of anger and grievance hidden in his heart, "You think of me?"

"What, 'worried about Qinqin'?" Wen Hai chuckled, "It's just right in the dormitory, pack up your things and go downstairs."

Bai Yunqi's heart trembled, and he squinted his eyes and looked at the brightly lit phone screen in the dark, "Pack, pack what?"

"I'm standing at the gate of your school now." Wen Hai spoke more and more slowly as if deliberately teasing people's appetite, "What did you say to pack?"

"..."

The author has something to say:

"I don't see a gentleman, I worry about my heart. I forget myself a lot." - "The Book of Songs. Qin Feng. Chen Feng"

Brother Wen compares himself to a "gentleman", always shameless.

Double update today, don't miss the previous chapter.The next double change will be on the day after the college entrance examination (6.8). I hope that the girls in the third year of high school can get what they want, do their best to obey the destiny, do not seek perfection, but seek no regrets.

Today's word count is 25w, and the collection is exactly 400. It is really an interesting coincidence. Thank you, and I wish you a happy holiday.