The mountains and rivers are gentle today

Lin Xiqing is not a curious person at all. Normally, she would just glance at it and ignore it, but tonight she is really busy. In theory, she should do some questions, but when she thinks about the school tonight For chemistry evening self-study, there is not much desire to open the book and brush up the corresponding exercises.

Put it back after a glance, and there will be no problem.

She reached out and hooked out the small bag.

In the bag is some white powder.

Lin Xiqing's heart skipped a beat, and his hands trembled involuntarily.

She subconsciously glanced at the mobile phone on the table, which was lying quietly in the corner of the dining table at the moment - she knew that once she turned off the mute, her mobile phone would definitely vibrate at a certain frequency.

"Xiqing, I'm really sorry for missing your growth for so many years." "Are you still blaming Dad?" "Let's meet."

She didn't know how to reply to these messages, and she didn't know what it meant to reply, just as she didn't know what to do to make up for the nine years or even longer of her glorious youth that she had missed.

Her father is a genius in chemical engineering, but his language skills are extremely poor, and his moral level is worrying.Nine out of ten messages sent to her had typos, and one was weird no matter how you looked at it.

Lin Xiqing couldn’t even figure out whether she was cursing her or her mother with those frightening words, or if her unlucky father just wanted to drop a bookbag in front of his daughter , resulting in the roar of hopeless illiterates.

Lin Xiqing's fragmentary childhood memories have been stimulated by various channels these days. When she saw the bag of white powder in Cheng Yanfan's coat pocket, her mind immediately popped up the memory of her father's earthen reactor. White crystals seen here.

Her cold sweat came down immediately.

She began to recall the few times she walked into Cheng Yanfan's room. She couldn't recall whether she had seen tin foil, strange bottles, etc., and everything that might have come into contact with this bag of white powder—and she didn't even dare Get up, go to Cheng Yanfan's room to search.

Maybe I'm just being too paranoid.

Lin Xiqing originally wanted to put the bag of white powder back, pretending that nothing had been touched, but there was a force in her heart that kept driving her, forcing her to investigate.

She picked up the small packet of powder, tapped a little out with her hand, stuck out her tongue, and carefully licked it on her fingertips.

One side of her tongue was numb.

She finally figured out what it was.

She rushed to the sink in the kitchen as if escaping, frantically took tap water with her mouth, rinsed her mouth, and spit it out, repeating this, as if trying to wash away some kind of monster living in her mouth.

Children often don't listen to stop them. Her father didn't allow her to touch the contents of the pot, but she finally licked a little bit quietly.The numbness of the tongue had long been forgotten, but it all came back at this moment.

Fortunately, she was young at the time, and the method was wrong.At an age without any desires, naturally one cannot become addicted to anything.

But what about Cheng Yanfan?

Lin Xiqing clutched the small packet of powder tightly in his left hand, not knowing what to do for a moment.

After a while, the bathroom door opened, how should she face Cheng Yanfan?

Lin Xiqing wiped the water on his face with the back of his hand, wiping the water droplets away from his face little by little.

At this time, the bathroom door opened.

There is only one wall between the kitchen and the bathroom. When the bathroom door is opened, it faces the kitchen. You have to go out from the kitchen door to get to the living room and bedroom.

It was here that Lin Xiqing met Cheng Yanfan unexpectedly.

The other party's eyes were too strange, Cheng Yanfan asked: "What's wrong?"

At noon a long time after that day, before the summer vacation of senior two and senior high school, the school happened to be closed that day. After the way to go out to eat was blocked, the cafeteria was very crowded, and Xu Lan finally found an empty seat among the crowd—to sit. The next time I looked, the opposite was still an acquaintance, it was Cheng Yanfan.

"Hey, didn't you eat with our Lin Lin?" Xu Lan asked.

"I don't usually eat with her very much." Cheng Yanfan smiled, "I eat too little, and she says she doesn't have the energy to eat with me."

"Hey, this looks like Lin Lin's style." Xu Lan complained, "Anyway, she said that if you don't do enough cooking, you won't have the motivation to study the questions.

——But why didn't she advise you to eat more? "

"She knows I can't eat too much, I have an art test." Cheng Yanfan said, picking up a chopstick of vegetables by the way.

Xu Lan nodded.

Suddenly Cheng Yanfan asked: "There's something... I've always wanted to ask you. Have you known her for a long time?"

"Well, it's been a long time." Xu Lan said while eating rice, "We have been in the same class since she returned to L City, until now."

Cheng Yanfan originally wanted to ask Xu Lan, "Do you know what her father did?", but he hesitated for a moment when he spoke. If Xu Lan didn't know anything, would Lin Xiqing be taken aback by asking directly? Come uncomfortable.

After all, Xu Lan was originally asked to avoid Lin Xiqing.

So Cheng Yanfan finally asked: "Do you know why she can't apply for the pilot of the Air Force? I saw the teacher gave her the application form before, and she returned it. After all, it is rare to recruit girls this year, isn't it? so good."

"Ah, this..." Xu Lan looked around, lowered her voice and said, "I'm only telling you for your sake, Lin Lin doesn't want to say more about this... She is a political examiner. Can't make it through."

"Ah?" Cheng Yanfan guessed that Lin Xiqing's father should have done something bad, but he didn't expect it to be serious enough to affect the political trial.

"Her father was arrested for manufacturing drugs. Anyway, when she first returned to L City, she lived in her mother's house, and their house was smashed by some people her father provoked in the past." Xu Lan took a breath. Angrily, "It's so miserable, I can't stand it if I want it. She has never been concerned about these things anyway."

No matter how happy to mention it, I can't even enlighten her.Did she bring up something with you? "

Cheng Yanfan shook his head.

She never thought that Lin Xiqing had experienced so many things, after all she seemed to be such a happy girl.

She suddenly wanted to understand why Lin Xiqing's reaction to the bag of white powder was so intense that winter night.

After being asked "what's the matter", Lin Xiqing remained silent for a while.

Cheng Yanfan stopped his hand to get the hair dryer, and Lin Xiqing stood in a stalemate in the narrow space between the bathroom and the kitchen.

Suddenly, Lin Xiqing raised his hand towards Cheng Yanfan, and slapped her face heavily. Finally, when he was about to touch her face, he barely stopped his movement, curled his fingers weakly, and his arms drooped. .

"I know I'm not in a position to tell you this..." Lin Xiqing whispered, "But can you, for a moment, cherish your feathers."

"What are you doing?" Cheng Yanfan's pupils trembled slightly due to shock.

"Isn't this yours?" Lin Xiqing held up the small bag in his left hand.

Cheng Yanfan raised his hand to take it over and take a closer look, but Lin Xiqing's hand was tightly grasped, making it clear that there was no room for her to take it out.

"I don't know." Cheng Yanfan was a little confused, "What is this? Washing powder?"

"The industry calls this thing 'white goods', I really hope you really don't know it."

"I just don't know him." Cheng Yanfan said to Lin Xiqing, almost shouting, "The bar is full of people, how do I know who gave it to me."

Lin Xiqing went into the bathroom without looking back, and then Cheng Yanfan heard the sound of flushing water.

She washed down the bag of inexplicable powder.

Cheng Yanfan thought.

The next morning, when Cheng Yanfan got up, he found that there was a breakfast on the table, and there was a note under the plastic bag:

I'm sorry last night, I thought about it, people who smoke that thing are ugly.

Cheng Yanfan held the note in a daze for two seconds, thinking that he was probably praising himself.

For many years after that, bars like the "Track" in L City had nothing to do with the two of them, so that they didn't know until the end that if Cheng Yanfan left that night with that bag of powder, she usually loved it. What kind of fate should be waiting for her on the small road she walked.