The mountains and rivers are gentle today

Condensers, beakers, graduated cylinders—these are serious glass instruments.

There are also some iron pots and plastic buckets, which may have been picked up from a fertilizer factory and a pesticide factory—Lin Xiqing still can’t figure out their function, maybe they are used to hold raw materials, and maybe they can carry out some chemical reactions.

This is the top floor of a very inconspicuous residential building in the suburbs of the city. On the days when Lin Xiqing is not practicing dance, her father will take Lin Xiqing here to take a "vacation" - it is said to be a vacation, but in fact there are not many entertainment activities at all. In the residential buildings built in the last century, there are only all kinds of old men and old ladies who can only speak by shouting, and urban white-collar workers who wake up earlier than chickens and go to bed later than dogs, without Lin Xiqing's peers.

The only thing that makes her happy is that her father will always give her her mobile phone to play with during the few days of vacation - her classmates in the dance class and the school's cultural class are not treated like this!Other parents are very stingy and don't want to let their children play with mobile phones.

Pushing boxes, rabbits pulling radishes, eating snakes... Lin Xiqing doesn't like to play Tetris, a full layer will always disappear, and the screen will never be full, which is boring.

She occasionally downloads new games, but the "Apple" mobile phone requires a password to download the game, and her father is unwilling to tell her the password. Every time she downloads a new game, she has to go to him to enter the password-this will interrupt his work, too Trouble, she doesn't like it.

And talking to Tom on the screen or something - it's too silly!Still sokoban is fun.

Her father is always busy among these bottles, jars, vats and small pots. The small room where you can see the whole situation at a glance is filled with these utensils, leaving only the aisle that is not enough for a quieter child like Lin Xiqing to have fun, and a Zhang’s double bed is not much bigger than a single bed—this is the den where Lin Xiqing and her father sleep, and also Lin Xiqing’s playroom.

A long pipe protrudes from the top of these pots and basins. The long pipe is connected to the outside of the window and climbs up like a chimney. The ethereal smoke then dissipated in the already gray sky.

For a long time, Lin Xiqing believed that all range hoods in the world looked like this, and his father was probably a cook who provided unscrupulous meals for a certain unscrupulous restaurant that would cause diarrhea after eating.

Because Lin Xiqing once went back to lift the lid of her father's pot, and was beaten on the back of her hand before the lid was opened, saying that it was not something children could eat.

It was rare for Lin Xiqing to sleep on the table for more than an hour instead of brushing up on the questions during the lunch break.However, maybe it was because she slept for too long, she had strange dreams for as long as she slept, and she woke up groggy.

"What the hell is this?" Lin Xiqing sat upright, rubbing his sore neck and beating his back, "I dreamed of a range hood monster with eight claws. Why do you usually sleep so soundly?"

"Explain if you have watched some weird tentacle play recently." Xu Lan patted Lin Xiqing's shoulder, "And you usually sleep too little at school."

"It's as if the school is for you to sleep." Accompanied by the class bell after the lunch break, Lin Xiqing dug out the math paper that Brother Jiang hadn't finished last time from her black hole-like drawer.

"It's not good, Lin Lin, I'm talking more and more like Brother Jiang." Xu Lan said with a lot of heart.

Lin Xiqing flipped through the last paper. This paper was grandly produced by the teaching and research group of No. [-] Middle School, and it has the characteristics of No. [-] Middle School—it is very simple.Even if Lin Xiqing thought she was not thorough enough in mathematics, she could easily get [-]. Normally, she would not have listened to this class. How good it is to study the college entrance examination questions for such a long time.

— But today, it’s a little different.

Today is December 12st, and tomorrow is a holiday for New Year's Day, so No. 31 Middle School only has two classes this afternoon, so go home early in the morning!

Lin Xiqing braced his head and decided to finish the two classes like this.

When Lin Xiqing returned to the rented room to collect his luggage, he saw a pair of Mary Janes neatly arranged in front of the shoe cabinet at the door, and he couldn't help sighing secretly that art students are unique.

Cheng Yanfan must have just come back, and the bedroom door was also open—it was the first time Lin Xiqing saw the door open.

She poked her head at the door of Cheng Yanfan's bedroom, and saw that he was facing the phone, drawing eyeliner stroke by stroke.

"Are there plans for the evening?" Lin Xiqing knocked on the door. She was in a very good mood today, so she teased, "Life is rich, Ms. Cheng."

Cheng Yanfan put away the eyeliner, started to toss her already long and curled eyelashes, and replied casually: "Work."

It was the first time for Lin Xiqing to see Cheng Yanfan's make-up in a well-lit place, and vaguely felt that the make-up seemed a bit exaggerated, but he didn't go into it, and turned back to his room to tidy up.

She kept fifteen thousand under her pillow, saved one thousand and three to the card that was used for regular financial planning, and used the remaining two hundred to reward herself.

She calculated the due date of financial management and the date of tuition payment for the next semester, and quickly calculated the interest rate in her mind - a dozen yuan is a lot, it's not bad.

At 58:[-], Lin Xiqing was sitting in front of the tea table. On the table were piled up bones, oil-absorbing paper, and half a K Ji family bucket.

The lights were not turned on, and the TV was still on. The well-known host on the TV beamed and said the lines to keep the time before midnight. Lin Xiqing liked this host very much when he was a child, but now he just stared at his lips.

A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old is just at the age of growth, and she does not eat too little—but even if Lin Xiqing was killed, she would not be able to finish a whole family bucket.

She originally planned for this family bucket for two people.

But Lin Xiqing learned a profound lesson this time - people still need to rely more on their mobile phones. In addition to checking their mobile phones before going home, even if they don't use Alipay, they should also remember to check their mobile phones before buying things.

Lin Xiqing only saw this news when she happily walked into her home in the east of L City, a whole city away from the No. [-] Middle School, with her family bucket in hand:

"Qingqing, the leader has temporarily arranged a task, and mom won't be able to go home until the 2nd."

The No. 1 Middle School knew that the students were not as good as other schools, so they squeezed the students to death. They only had one day off during the three-day holiday, so she had to leave for school on the afternoon of the [-]st.

She sat on the shoe-changing stool in the entrance for 2 minutes, then turned on the TV as planned, took out everything in the family bucket, and spread it on the table—only half of it was taken.

At twelve o'clock, on the TV stage, golden ribbons descended from the sky, first-tier, second-tier, and eighteenth-tier celebrities looked at each other, cheered and hugged each other, and the host cheered hoarsely for a happy new year.

The bustling and chaotic stars on the stage finally fell into the mortal world for a short time at this moment, peeled off their glamorous skins, and hugged and laughed like every ordinary you and me.

Lin Xiqing saw Xu Lan's idol, and when the camera caught him, he was hugging his teammates from the same regiment. Xu Lan was about the same at the moment, she had an older sister and a younger brother, both of whom were studying in the city, and there was probably no shortage of hugs at the moment. people.

"Happy New Year!" Lin Xiqing sent a message to Xu Lan, but of course he didn't get an immediate reply.

She hesitated, and opened a new chat box:

"Brother Wu Zhe, happy new year! Continue to eliminate harm for the people in the new year, catch more criminals!"

The note in the chat box is "Officer Wu Zhe". She met by chance many years ago. The police officer in the west district of L City was the one who sent her back to L City.

She turned off the screen of her mobile phone and watched the after-hours program one after another - there was about half an hour of fun to watch, and there should be a replay of the party after that.

She looks like she will sleep in front of the TV tonight.

The phone turned on at this time, and Wu Zhe replied:

"Thank you, Xiqing, and I wish you success in your studies, and I will have the opportunity to visit you on behalf of our institute in the future!"

Lin Xiqing hooked the corners of his mouth, and replied with three little green huggers.

She quit the chat box, her contacts are really very few, Wu Zhe and Xu Lan are below the news feed, and there are few people below it is Cheng Yanfan - the message stays on the message that was not sent backstage on the night of the performance on the 24th , "Where are you" is preceded by a bright red exclamation mark, which is very eye-catching in a plain color list.

Lin Xiqing clicked the exclamation point lightly.

Message resent.

Sent successfully.

When the phone vibrated again, it was 27:[-] in the morning. Lin Xiqing didn't feel sleepy and was checking Weibo.

During the period, I saw a piece of gossip about Xu Lan's idol, so I passed it along to the other party, regardless of whether the other party would see it now.

It was at this time that Cheng Yanfan replied, it was a position, it was in their rented house.

Before Lin Xiqing could reply, Cheng Yanfan added another question mark.

Lin Xiqing held the phone in his hand, typed a few lines, repeated and deleted them, finally typed a few words with determination, and pressed the send button.

"I'm coming to find you."

She sent it like this.