14 years time difference

Xiaoling, the daughter of the owner of the small supermarket, was waiting early in the morning.

After burning the paper money last night and having a ceremony in front of the memorial tablet, Xu Wenjing said that the proprietress can't sleep well on this day of the year, and the memorial ceremony starts after midnight, so they also go to the small supermarket at midnight.

After Du Siren and Lu Xiaohua arrived, the originally desolate atmosphere became a little lively, and the group agreed to get up early to see Girl Mountain, saying it was a graduation trip.

Early the next morning, the ten-year-old girl was carrying her schoolbag and was waiting for them at the passenger station at the foot of Girl Mountain.This passenger station is even simpler than Jincheng's. It's just a waiting sign on the side of the road. Get on the bus and buy a ticket for 25 yuan per person.

Xu Wenjing frowned, "Aren't you going to school today?"

Xiao Ling talked about him from left to right: "I want to go with you. My parents left the city early in the morning to go to the cemetery. There is no one in my family."

Xu Wenjing threatened: "You play truant and you will be expelled."

"It's better to be fired, anyway, I'm going to be a star next month." She grabbed Lin Zhique's hand, "Beautiful sister, I'll go with you."

Du Siren stood aside, with a strange look on his face, "You won't be expelled for playing truant, you will only be fined for copying texts, standing, and cleaning."

"Then am I at a loss?"

Lin Zhique smiled, "You decide for yourself. If it's me, I'll run away, and if you want to be punished, you will be punished. I'm afraid he won't succeed."

Xiaoling rolled her eyes, "Yes! I'm not afraid." She clenched Lin Zhique's hand, turned her head and asked Du Siren, "Hey, did you teach me how to dance last night? Does that count?"

"Of course it counts. I teach you how to dance, so you just call me huh?"

"Then, then I'll call you... crazy sister!"

Lu Xiaohua hurriedly interrupted and asked, "What about me?"

"You? You don't teach me how to dance."

"Then what do you call me?"

Xiaoling replied naturally: "Crazy."

Director Li sat on the steps of the roadside street shop, stuck his stumped foot, and burst into loud laughter very unceremoniously.Zhao Qian was at the side, sitting on the only suitcase they brought with them—there were several down jackets in the suitcase—and she laughed so hard that she lost her eyes.

Lu Xiaohua turned around, pretending to kick Director Li hard, Zhao Qian stopped in front of Director Li, smiled and raised her hands in surrender, saying kick me kick me.

Xu Wenjing rolled her eyes and said in a low voice, you deserve to be kicked.

A dilapidated 19-seat small passenger car drove up from the other side of the road, the body of the car was so worn that the original bright silver color could not be seen.Taking advantage of Xu Wenjing's unpreparedness, Xiao Ling was the first to run into the car. She shouted, "This car stinks! It smells like cat urine."

She chose a seat in the front row by the window, and warmly invited Lin Zhique: "Beautiful sister, sit next to me."

They got into the car one by one, Lu Xiaohua walked in front of Lin Zhique, she sat down next to Xiaoling, Xiaoling looked disgusted, "I didn't call you." Lu Xiaohua coaxed her: "You just Let me sit down for a while, I have an mp3, please listen to it together." Xiaoling listened, her eyes lit up, and she and Lu Xiaohua immediately became intimate.Du Siren walked past them and was spanked by Lu Xiaohua.

She got her wish and sat beside Lin Zhique.

Lu Xiaohua asked Xiaoling at the front: "Which word is your 'ling'?"

Xiaoling replied: "Of course Jolin Tsai's Lin!"

Xu Wenjing exposed her: "Nonsense, it's obviously Wang's side, add an order."

Xiaoling was anxious: "I don't like that word! I'm going to the police station to change my name!"

They joked with her, and Xu Wenjing asked Lin Zhique again: "What is the word for Sister Lin's magpie? Is it magpie's magpie?"

The people of Dusi rushed to answer: "No, it's the magpie who has gained fame."

Xiaoling turned her head from the front and despised her: "The famous 'magpie' and the magpie's 'magpie' are the same word, okay? A schoolboy like me knows it!"

Everyone was laughing and joking in the car, and Lin Zhique only smiled lightly.On the morning of weekdays, there were very few passengers going to the scenic spot. Apart from them, there were only a few locals who were going back to the scenic spot on this narrow and old minibus with most of the chairs and cushions ripped apart. Boxes of beverages, instant noodles, and daily necessities, like sidecarriage to subsidize income.

Dusi was sitting next to Lin Zhique. The seat under her buttocks was a bit broken, and the springs under the sponge cushion were rough and rough. The car was too narrow, and her long legs were hard to bend. However, she didn't feel any discomfort. , just felt a heart in her chest and couldn't put it down, the car started, everyone sat down in their seats one after another, listening to music, sleeping, she turned her head several times to look at Lin Zhique's profile , and didn’t dare to look at it, just glanced at it, pretending to look out the window, and didn’t know what to say. A few times the words came to her lips, and then disappeared in her blank mind, as if she was afraid of being sat in front of her. When Lu Xiaohua and Xiaoling heard it, they seemed to have forgotten how to say the word and what tone to use to make it look natural.

After admitting the emotion of "like" to herself, she became at a loss. She didn't even have the experience of liking people, let alone liking someone of the same sex. How to be unobtrusive and how to get closer. Thousands of thoughts came out, intertwined and entangled, which made her uneasy and made her ears burn.

In such a mess of tension, coupled with the catalysis of days of fatigue, she actually fell asleep, until the car suddenly tilted and turned a sharp corner, she woke up startled, raised her head, and licked Lin Zhique's chin.

She slept in Lin Zhique's shoulder socket, half of her face was warm from sleeping.

The curtains were pulled up at some point.

When she raised her eyes, Lin Zhique squinted at the corner of her eyes, squinting at her, as if she had just woken up.The car made another big turn in the opposite direction, and she was ejected in one fell swoop, almost thrown into the aisle. Lin Zhique stretched out his hand to grab her sleeve, and grabbed the window sill with his other hand.The curtains were drawn, and they were on the winding mountain road. The sun was shining brightly, the temperature began to drop a little, and the air seemed to be thinner. There was a window in the back seat open, and the cool wind blew through the narrow seat. He took a deep breath of the cold air, and his heartbeat began to speed up.

The car continued to bump, and the people in the car swayed from side to side, and were thrown up, down, left, and right by inertia. Lu Xiaohua and Xiaoling kept yelling in shock. Director Li threatened them: "If you keep making noise, it will affect the driving of the master, and they will turn down the ravine in a while. The ditch was smashed to pieces, and the bones of the body could not be found."

During the swing, Du Siren's hand found Lin Zhique's hand in the gap between the two.She held her hand tightly subconsciously, as if two people were flying across the Tianshan Mountains.The sloping mountain road lasted for more than 20 minutes before it gradually slowed down. The winding mountain road became narrower and narrower, and there was an increasingly bottomless cliff on one side. Calm, he didn't even look out the window, only the hand held by the Dusi people curled up into a ball, as if he was constantly picking at the palm.

The master shouted from the driver's seat: "Hurry up!"

The car turned the last sharp turn and turned into the valley from the edge of the cliff. The large continuous snow-capped mountains seemed to be right in front of us, wrapping the valley like a barrier of ice and snow from a distance.They arrived at the small town at the foot of Girl Mountain.

Zhao Qian threw a few cotton padded clothes over from the back row. The temperature was low on the plateau. Xu Wenjing rummaged through the boxes and cabinets at home to find these few, even her mother's old clothes. It was a rustic maroon thin down. On Lu Xiaohua, she complained, "Is there anything better?" Xu Wenjing replied, "Whether you like to wear it or not."

Du Siren turned to pick up the coat, and Lin Zhique took his hand away from her.

In a narrow mess, no one noticed that they were holding hands, and no one noticed that she pulled her hand away, like a fish under the ice, invisible, but it really happened, only Dusi People know best.

She was the only one who knew the unreasonable tension and secret joy.

A group of people got out of the car, wrapped their coats tightly in the cold and thin plateau air, and walked through the streets of Tibetan towns with colorful flags. The hotel where they stayed was made of mud tiles and gray bricks, wooden plaques, wooden windows and wooden doors, and an ethnic-style cornice was added. .The lobby is for people to dine, and the big red paper is pasted on the side of the door, which says: Butter tea is provided for free.

They didn't have much money, and with Director Li as a disabled person, they agreed to stay only one night, so after lunch, they went to the scenic spot by car, and took the cable car to the climbing entrance of the side peak to see it up close. Look at the snow-capped mountains.

It’s not the first time for Dusi people to come here. When she was seven or eight years old, she came here with her parents. She still remembers that she was riding a horse in the ravine. Her father helped her lead the horse and said that there would be a knight to help you lead the horse in the future. .

She replied that I am a knight myself, so why should someone else lead my horse?

At that time, there was no cable car here. When she was young, she felt that the snow mountain was so majestic that it was a peak that she would never be able to climb in her life.

Lin Zhique walked in front of her. They got off the cable car. The altitude here was not high enough. The snow that fell last night almost melted, leaving a thin layer of dirt on the ground. Glittering in daylight.

Xiao Ling turned her head and called her: "Crazy sister! You teach me how to dance!"

Then the little girl began to sing "Look at My 72 Changes" bouncing around. Du Siren coaxed her to be happy, followed her breathless singing, and danced a few moves on the high mountain, and soon became angry. Panting, Xu Wenjing and Lu Xiaohua applauded cracklingly, touting her as the Meixi Dance King. The atmosphere was noisy, and Du Siren secretly took a look at Lin Zhique.

On this plateau, her heart beat faster than usual.

Lin Zhique was looking at the mountains in the distance, but didn't watch her dance at all.

Walking through a short section of gentle steps, they soon arrived at the viewing platform on the side peak. They stood on the edge of the railing, looking down at the ravine and looking up at the snow-capped mountains. With open arms, they could embrace the cold mountain wind.

They talked too much and stood here for a while, all of them quieted down tacitly, each thinking about their own concerns.

The snow mountain was silent, looking back at them tenderly.

Suddenly, Xiaoling opened her mouth and yelled: "Brother——I've come to see you——"

Du Siren turned his head to look at the thin girl beside him.She seemed to be exhausting all her strength in one voice, and she couldn't stop panting.

"Brother—I said I was coming, but Mom never let me—Brother—Mom misses you, and Dad misses you too—"

Her brother was the young boy who was enshrined on the spiritual tablet last night.

Xu Wenjing reached out from the other side to hold Xiaoling in her arms. Xiaoling's eyes were clear and resolute, but Xu Wenjing suddenly began to cry silently.

Xiao Ling said in a low voice: "Sister Wen Jing, my mother said that you took away a photo of my brother that year."

Xu Wenjing was stunned.

She subconsciously replied: "...I thought your mother didn't know about that photo..."

Xiaoling added: "She also said, don't blame you, if you want to blame, blame her first."

Du Siren passed Xu Wenjing and saw Zhao Qian staring at Xiaoling blankly.

Xiao Ling raised her head, "She said she didn't blame Brother Zhao Qian." There was not much emotion on her immature face, as if she was talking about a trifle that came to her mind by chance, "My mother read my brother's diary, she said that your school She knows everything about it. But I don’t blame you. But she didn’t say what it was, and I haven’t seen that photo. When was it taken? Sister Wen Jing, show me someday.”

Director Li limped up from behind at some point, and he shouted, "Hey, little Jolin Tsai, there seems to be a canteen over there, do you want some popsicles?"

"It's so cold, eat popsicles?" Xiao Ling was full of suspicion.

"Well, is it cool to eat ice cream under the snow mountain?"

After hearing this, Xiao Ling immediately turned around and followed him, as if she had forgotten all she had just said.

Leaving them standing silently, the tears on Xu Wenjing's face were still wet, Lu Xiaohua raised her hand and wiped her face with the sleeve of the maroon coat, saying with distaste: "If you don't dry it, you will freeze to death." It's ice."

Xu Wenjing replied in a crying voice: "It's all the smell of mothballs, it stinks to death."

"Isn't it the clothes you took?"

Xu Wenjing took out a photo from her jacket while sniffling, "I brought it. The first time I went to their house that year, my aunt said she hadn't had time to pack her things. I thought she hadn't seen it, so I hid it secretly. gone."

In that photo, the young boy on the altar, wearing a white dress, smiled shyly and brightly at the camera.The boy was slender and handsome, wearing a white skirt, he actually showed a hint of immortality, and the look in his eyes was very dazzling.

Holding it in Xu Wenjing's hand, they all stood beside her, and they could all see clearly, and no one spoke for a while.

Zhao Qian's lips trembled, and he suddenly said: "...Actually, I think this photo is really good-looking. No matter if he is a boy or a girl, I think he looks good that day." His eyes turned red instantly, as if Emotions overflowed, and two lines of hot tears rolled out of the deep eyes, "I say now, is it too late?"

The unsolvable problem that once plagued Du Siren and Lu Xiaohua, the formula changed at this moment, from one problem to another, from weird to fragile, into two lines of hot tears.

Only Lin Zhique stood on one side, as if she knew everything a long time ago, she was silent all the way, and suddenly, at this moment when everyone was crying, she opened her mouth and shouted to the snow mountain: "Hey—you wear a skirt very nice--"

They all turned their heads to look at her. Her face was expressionless, her cheeks flushed slightly on the high mountain. She responded to their gazes and said flatly, "Why? Why don't you talk about it when it's too late?"

The Dusi people also shouted: "Hello—how are you—?"

Lu Xiaohua couldn't help laughing, "Du Siren, can you stop asking nonsense?"

"Then you come."

So Lu Xiaohua shouted: "Hey—that—you—do you want to eat ice cream—?"

Xu Wenjing scolded: "You don't talk nonsense, bastard laughs at Mung Dou."

Du Siren and Lu Xiaohua started yelling at Shan, Xu Wenjing looked at them dumbfounded with tears on her face.Zhao Qian still stood aside blankly, looking at the snow-capped mountains without saying a word.

Lin Zhique said calmly: "If you two faint here due to lack of oxygen, you can sleep here tonight."

The snow-capped mountains were above their heads, still silent, covered in silver and white, and they didn't know if it was a man or a woman.