14 years time difference

The Dusi people glanced at the script and read aloud: "Of course it's none of my business! Why are you losing your temper? Do you think she is an ATM?"

Xu Wenjing pulled her arm in panic: "Lianxi!"

The boy who played the opposite party said: "Damn, stinky [-]—"

The script reads: The two men are ready to attack each other.

Du Siren took a sudden step, her stiff legs felt severe pain, conditioned reflex, she wanted to bend down to protect her legs, but her waist was also sore, her face wrinkled into a ball, she blinked a tear from the pain, pause After a long time, I couldn't read the next line.

Xu Wenjing and Lu Xiaohua, who was standing not far away, came to help her, asking questions with concern.

In the past week, she had to learn several dances for the concert, her muscles were strained, and she had to spare time to participate in the rehearsal of the graduation drama. On a few nights, Ah Ke called her to beg her, saying that she couldn't find anyone to dance to the warm scene. As a result, her body was severely overdrawn, and she couldn't even climb up to the upper bunk these two days. Lu Xiaohua joked that she was a third-grade disabled, but she still thoughtfully got up early every day and came to the dormitory to help her go out.

They stopped rehearsing and sat on the wooden floor. Dusi couldn't sit down, so he could only stand and lean on one side.Xu Wenjing held the schedule and ballpoint pen in her hand, and talked about which day and which show to arrange, and the progress of each stage until the performance in May. "By the way," she drew a circle on the watch, "31st, 1st, 2nd, these few days I have to take leave to go back to my hometown, you can schedule some scenes without me."

A male classmate booed: "Can't we just rest for three days?"

Xu Wenjing glared at him: "No way. You have to queue at least three times a week. If you have something to do all day long, there are already several days left in that week."

Squad leader Xu has always been rigorous and conscientious.

When they were about to leave the practice room, Zhao Qian and Chen Yiran came to the door carrying the piano case on their backs. Zhao Qian saw Du Siren walking like a crab swinging, and laughed heartlessly. Chen Yiran kindly cared for her, Ask if you need to help her buy some bruise medicine.The album that was returned to him intact, none of them mentioned it again, as if it had never happened.

Zhao Qian took out two concert tickets from her bag and handed them to Du Siren.

"Here, the employee's internal welfare relatives and friends tickets."

Lu Xiaohua shouted, "Shouldn't you say it sooner? I already bought the ticket."

Recently, they have seen each other without looking up and down at school, and the embarrassment has eased somewhat.

Zhao Qian smiled, "Then be the daughter of the Lu family and support our music career."

Xu Wenjing walked out of the practice room behind them, and Zhao Qian turned to talk to her: "Wen Jing, don't forget about Thursday. I made an agreement with my brother, and he will drive us back."

Xu Wenjing nodded: "Well, I have arranged the time."

Lu Xiaohua supported Du Siren, who was swaying from side to side like a crab, and the two walked forward slowly.

Zhao Qian and Xu Wenjing could still be heard saying from behind: Have you greeted your uncles and aunts?Let's buy some flowers and gifts this year... Why are you so dark circled, and you went to the Internet cafe all night again?

Du Siren was in so much pain that he let Lu Xiaohua lead him forward, and was dragged all the way back to the dormitory. He lay down on the mattress on the lower bunk, and Lu Xiaohua sat at the table, painting his nails absent-mindedly. Oil to play.

Du Siren moaned and chirped, Lu Xiaohua turned around to attack her: "Shut up."

She beat the bed, "Lu Xiaohua, are you human?"

Lu Xiaohua looked back at her.

"Old Du."

"Ok?"

"Baby Sisi."

"?"

The Dusi people shrank in with difficulty.

"Do you remember where Xu Wenjing and Zhao Qian are from?"

Lu Xiaohua took a pillow, stuffed it intimately under Du Siren's face, and sat down beside her.

"... Yu'an City, it's very close to Girl Mountain."

The Duth turned his face to the wall in fear.

"Do you want to go to Yu'an to play?"

"Do not want to."

Just know that nothing good happens.

"you think."

"I do not want."

"You must."

"I really don't want to."

Lu Xiaohua grabbed the nape of her neck: "Don't you dare?"

Du Siren cried: "I'm already like this, what do I still think?"

Lu Xiaohua began to pretend to massage her shoulders again, "Think about it, we go to Yu'an to play for a few days, can't you just take a rest? Yu'an is so close to the scenic spot, your muscles can breathe heavily at the foot of the snow-capped mountains Fresh air from…”

"...Lu Xiaohua, why don't you learn how to change faces?"

"...I have to wear a mask to change my face, it will cover my beautiful face."

Dusi raised his head.

Lu Xiaohua fluttered her eyelashes and fired at her.

She rolled her eyes.

"Don't go."

"People from Dusi, I warn you not to toast and not eat fine wine."

"You and Zhao Qian have already broken up, why are you still going to his hometown? Don't you dislike him?"

Lu Xiaohua insisted, "I don't like him anymore. But don't you want to know what the two of them are doing back home? It's not a holiday."

"Is there anything to know. Maybe it's the birthday of the former teacher, or the marriage of an old classmate."

"No way? Xu Wenjing will take time off from rehearsals for such a trivial matter? She hasn't skipped a class in four years of college."

"Then why? Is Zhao Qian going to Xu Wenjing's house to propose marriage?"

"Fart!" Lu Xiaohua slapped Du Siren's ass hard.

Du Siren groaned, she raised her eyes and saw Lu Xiaohua sitting on the bedside sullenly, so she could only persuade her with nice words: "Go to Zhao Qian now and tell him that you still like him and want to reconcile with him. In this way, won't you be able to justifiably ask to go to Yu'an with them?"

"I do not want."

"Why? Just say you like it if you like it. What's the embarrassment?"

Lu Xiaohua turned her head to look at her, "Have you ever been in a relationship? You're right? Why don't you tell me who you like?"

Du Siren was stunned, hesitated for a few seconds, "...if I meet someone I like, I will."

Lu Xiaohua didn't hear her confession, and looked out of the window very disappointedly.

"Tell me, would Zhao Qian like men?"

"You are a male?"

"Tsk!" Lu Xiaohua glared at her. "I mean, will he, like men too?"

"...I don't know. What's the matter? Is it not possible?"

"How strange that is! Men like men."

"...Do women like women?"

Lu Xiaohua thought for a while, "It's also very strange."

Dusi buried his face in the pillow.

She was so exhausted that she sank into a dream in a short while, her whole body was in pain, as if she had fallen into the water with a lead stone tied to her body, unable to call for help, she could only hear a distant voice as if separated by a layer of water, It was Lu Xiaohua who said: "Women like girls? That's so strange." Then came a strange voice who couldn't remember who said: "You are very suitable for this line of work, I will definitely make you popular." Then it was Lu Xiaohua again. Shan was calling her: "Siren, let's go dancing."

The water got into her eyes, and through the water, she saw a vague figure, slim and undulating, the lines of her body swaying with the water, she wanted to call for help, but she couldn't see who it was.

It was too boring.

I want to breathe--

She jerked her head around and woke up.

It turned out that he had slept on his stomach for too long.

There was no one in the dormitory except her, the curtains were closed tightly, and it was getting dark.

She struggled to get up, and on the table was a note from Lu Xiaohua: "My aunt has driven back to the palace."

At the beginning, a pig was drawn, and the signature was a small flower.

It's five o'clock.

Dusi walked slowly to the window and opened the curtains.It was a cloudy day, and there was only gray-blue sky in sight, and Girl Mountain could not be seen.She turned around again, picked up the Walkman from the table, walked out the door, stood in the corridor, put on a bored look, and looked down at the patio on the ground floor.

Ni Xiang came out from the room diagonally opposite to collect the clothes, and glanced at her, "Siren, why are you standing there in the corridor every day?"

She smiled and said nothing, Ni Xiang hugged a large bundle of clothes and entered the room again.

Sometimes it's just after five, sometimes it's 05:30.

Jay Chou's "Garden Party" was playing in her earphones. After playing it once, she went back and listened to it again from the beginning.Back again, and again.

Her body was so sore that she didn't want to move, so she just lay on the railing and listened to "I hope the topic will continue and the fair will never close" over and over again.

It was getting darker and darker.

She looked downstairs, counting everyone who came and went, without thinking about anything, she couldn't even face her eagerness, she could only hold on to the brisk melody, like holding a bird Balloons on the sky.

Near six o'clock, she saw Lin Zhique walking through the patio on the first floor wearing a pair of flip flops.

What was sung in the earphones at this time was: "I am facing the sun, and I just want to hold an umbrella for you."

She watched her disappear in the direction of the stairs, then quickly turned around and entered the room to close the door, pulled out a clean old pajamas from the closet, held it in her hand for a few seconds, then hurriedly stuffed it back, and took out a new set of pajamas Cotton tracksuit.With such a movement, her originally tidy closet was a little messy, and she scratched her ears and cheeks in anxiety, and then hurriedly tidied it up.

She picked up her clothes and towels and ran out the door, walked quickly to the bathroom, and pretended to stand by the sink to arrange the toilet utensils in her washbasin, counting 30 seconds in her heart.

Footsteps came from behind, pattering from the dry floor tiles into the wet bathroom.

She turned around.

Lin Zhique saw her and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Du Si people? Didn't you say you are busy? Why do I see you idle here every day?"

"I'm done. I'm off when the sun is off." She grinned.

Lin Zhique bought a purple transparent washbasin and put it in the bathroom, which was filled with shower gel, shampoo, conditioner and laundry soap.She took the washbasin and chose the innermost shower room, Dusi also quickly picked up his own, followed her, and walked into the next room.

There is only a thin partition between the two showers, and any sound can be heard clearly. Du Siren took off his clothes slowly, and Lin Zhique ripped at the next door, as if unzipping his trousers, and then It was the sound of fabric flipping and rubbing, like she was taking off her shirt.

Dusiren asked, "Is the store busy today?"

"Fortunately."

Du Siren bent over and bent his legs, hissing in pain.

Lin Zhique asked, "What?"

"It hurts." She coquettishly whispered.

"Oh. It will be all right in a few days."

Lin Zhique's flower sprinkled, and the water was splashing.

"How can it be so easy?"

"Then what should I do? Do you want me to take it off for you?"

"..."

She removed her clothes and turned on the faucet. The water was lukewarm and cold at first, but it gradually turned hot after washing for a while. She looked up and saw a faint mist of water rising from the next door.

She has a lot of things she wants to tell her, and she only said a lot yesterday when she was taking a shower, but she always feels that there are many things in life that she wants to share with her, for example, Lu Xiaohua is arguing to go to Yu'an today There is a famous snack in Yu’an. For example, you can see Girl Mountain when you look up from anywhere in Yu’an. For example, where to go to Yu’an to take a bus, it takes a few hours to walk. Xu Wenjing brought them some when she came back from home every year What a special product... One small matter gave birth to a hundred small things, and all of them had to be talked about.

But before she could speak, the sound of water from next door stopped, followed by the sound of rubbing her hair, and then, very lightly, a weary sigh came.

All of these things must be said, and they were all stuffed back into her chest.

The hot water flowed through her body, it was hot when it flowed over her shoulders and neck, and it became warm water when it reached her ankles. The same sound of water was also rushing next door. Seeing that the water flowed through another body like flowing through her, from hot to warm, like a hot kiss that became gentle, at first it slid over the skin, and then gradually lowered to the ground, gurgling away up.

The smell of sweet shampoo wafted in the air.

The more she washed, the more parched her mouth felt. She obviously didn't say a word, but when she closed her eyes, she seemed to be still in the dream in the afternoon. ...through a thin wall panel...

Maybe the water was so hot that it made her dazed.

A certain branch of her body is agitated, a strange feeling she has never felt in the past 21 years. She no longer wants to struggle to surface, but wants to become the water itself, be burned hot, and then, evaporate into The faint water mist lingered between someone's skin and slowly rose.