Smudged time with fleeting years

In March in the Northland, the spring is cold, the frozen river has not thawed, and the snow piled up in the winter has not been cleared away in the shady streets. The trees, flowers and plants are still sleeping, without a trace of greenery, and the biting north wind is like a knife. The temperature of people's bodies is also swishing, and there are papers, plastic bags, etc. dancing with the wind from time to time.

After the sun went down, the wind stopped, but the temperature dropped faster, and people outside were eager to rush back home to enjoy the warmth indoors.

Ding Jiaqi walked slowly in the Jinjiang community, forming a strong contrast with the hurried people around her.Although she is going to Japan tomorrow, she no longer has to worry about the college entrance examination in a few months like other students, but she is not at all relaxed.She didn't know if her decision was correct. If she left her hometown and left the person she never forgot, would she really be able to forget?Her footsteps became slower and slower, and finally stopped in front of a building, where she paced back and forth, both hands tightly clutching the schoolbag on her shoulders, and finally she stomped her feet lightly as if making up her mind, Walk quickly towards the unit door.On the third floor, Jiaqi knocked on the door on the left.Soon there was a questioning voice from inside: "Who is it?" Then the door was opened, and the face of a middle-aged woman appeared at the door, and the girl called out sweetly: "Auntie!"

"Oh, it's Jiaqi, come in and sit down." The woman opened the door a little wider, and Jiaqi stood at the door and said, "Auntie, I won't go in. I'm going to Japan with my mother tomorrow. I have Some books are too heavy for my mother to let me carry, and I am reluctant to throw them away, can you store them for me?"

"No problem, no problem. Bo Han also likes to read books. I'll ask her to keep them for you." The woman responded, and then asked, "I'm leaving tomorrow. Have you arranged everything there?"

"Well, Mom has made all the arrangements." Jiaqi said as she took off the schoolbag on her shoulder.

"If you live in a foreign country and you don't know the place well, you should listen to your mother. If you need help, you can call or write." After speaking, he laughed at himself, took the schoolbag from the girl's hand and said, "Jia Qi is so smart and sensible, she will definitely do a good job. A mother just loves to chatter, and Bai Han knew that she was going to laugh at me again."

"Auntie is doing it for our own good, thank you Auntie."

"What time do you leave tomorrow? Bo Han was still talking about you yesterday."

"Six o'clock tomorrow morning. Auntie, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Ding Jiaqi was afraid that she would lose her composure and cry if she continued to chat, so she hurriedly left.

"Oh, then I won't keep you. Be careful on the road."

"Thank you, auntie. Goodbye, auntie."

Ding Jiaqi came out of the community and hailed a taxi. A few minutes later, she got off at the gate of Binjiang Middle School, where she studied and struggled for two and a half years in high school.

She didn't enter the school gate, so she stood quietly at the door, her eyes gliding over the windows of the teaching building one by one.Now it is evening self-study time, all the windows of the teaching building are transmitting white light, and occasionally one or two windows appear to be darker, that is because the fluorescent lamps in the corresponding area of ​​the classroom are extinguished.In the end, she locked her eyes on the window of Class One, Class Three, on the fourth floor. Although she couldn't see what was going on in the classroom at a distance of nearly a hundred meters, Jia Qi could still imagine Bai Han's current appearance.Today is math evening self-study. According to the habit of math teachers, I must first talk about some test papers or important topics, and then give everyone a little time to do questions or answer questions individually.Bai Han's math grades are very good. She listens to the class very seriously and concentrates on solving the problems.

"Lin--Bai-Han--" Jia Qi spit out three words softly, and the tears she had been holding back finally rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably, and every bit of the past was like a movie. .

"Hello, my name is Lin Bohan. We are at the same table and we will help each other in the future." The girl with a childish face said to her after the teacher assigned seats on the first day of school.

"Ding Jiaqi, you did this question wrong. This angle is not a right angle. Come on, let me explain to you." Mathematics has always been a difficult subject for Jiaqi, but Bai Han took the trouble to tell her the questions she did wrong, After one semester, Jiaqi felt that mathematics was not so boring, and her grades were steadily improving. She originally wanted to study liberal arts, but she also changed her mind and chose science. There was no special reason, but she didn't want to be separated from Bai Han.

"Jiaqi, don't be sad. It's just a quiz. Just try to pass the exam next time. Anyway, the college entrance examination is still far away. There is a new barbecue in my community. It's delicious. Let's go eat on Sunday." Every time Jiaqi fails in the exam, Bo Han will follow her step by step, comfort her, and try her best to make her happy.

"Jiaqi, what's the matter with you, sweating so much, and your hands so cold? I'll take you to the school infirmary." After Bai Han yelled anxiously, he pulled Jiaqi up aggressively and walked to the school infirmary.

"Ding Jiaqi, let's run from here to the finish line over there, and see who can run faster. Get ready, hey, I haven't shouted to run yet, you foul, don't be afraid of cheating, I will definitely catch up with you." Jiaqi likes to hear Bai Han said, "I will definitely catch up with you." In her heart, this has another meaning, although it is not humane, although Bai Han's meaning is quite different from her own thoughts, but she still likes to hear Bai Han say that , so the two developed the habit of running around the playground every night before self-study, rain or shine, and every time Jiaqi would run first, Bai Han would catch up with her and run with her.

"Jiaqi, the ancient poems are really beautiful, life and death, and talk with Zicheng. Hold your hand, and grow old together. Simple sixteen characters express the true meaning of love, an ancient and firm promise, a romantic It's a beautiful legend. It's so beautiful!" Bai Han praised the artistic conception of the ancient poem loudly, and in a blink of an eye he asked quietly like an underground worker: "Jiaqi, so many boys write to you, is there anyone you want to hold hands with to grow old together? ?” Seeing Jiaqi smiling and not saying a word, she said again: “Jiaqi is beautiful and smart, and she needs to find a very good boy to match her.” The hand of the son grows old with the son.

At that time, they had known each other for more than a year, and they were together almost every day. Whenever they didn't see Bai Han for a few days during the holidays, Jiaqi's heart would feel empty. "When you see a beautiful woman, you will never forget it. If you don't see it for a day, you will miss it like crazy." This is a true portrayal of Ding Jiaqi's mood. Jiaqi felt that she was crazy.She quietly destroyed the letters written by those boys to her without even reading them. She felt that no boy could compare to Bai Han. That girl who was younger than her could give her the most solid sense of security. , It also attracted all her eyes and attention.In Jiaqi's eyes, Bohan is smart, and her grades are always among the top three in the class; Bohan is hardworking, and she always does a lot of exercises tirelessly; Bohan is considerate and knows Jiaqi After dysmenorrhea, Bai Han always filled her with a hot water bottle for a few days every month to warm Jiaqi's stomach; Feel it for a while, and then quietly accompany her or hold her; Bohan is passionate, Bohan is wise, Bohan is agile, Bohan is sincere, Lin Bohan, these three words in Jiaqi The heart represents all the excellence and beauty.But Jiaqi also knows how shocking her emotions are. She dare not reveal her feelings to Bai Han, nor do she dare to reveal anything to others. She can only write it in her diary. Jiaqi feels that she is about to collapse due to depression up.However, Bai Han didn't know anything about all this. She was still as good to Jia Qi as ever. Sometimes Jia Qi was tortured by this feeling and wanted to get rid of her, leave her, yell at her, and ignore her, but Bai Han didn't care. Care, don't get angry, the attitude is still the same as before, or just pretend to be pitiful and say: Jiaqi is ignoring me, I am so sad.Ding Jiaqi knew she was faking it, but when she heard her pretendingly pitiful voice and saw the tears she deliberately squeezed out, she couldn't bear to torture her and torture herself, and then saw her smile through tears and said contentedly: I will Knowing that Jiaqi loves me the most, Jiaqi is the best!

Ding Jiaqi was deeply trapped in this emotion, struggling hard and unable to escape.She felt that she couldn't stand it anymore, and if it continued like this, she would go all out and explain everything to Bai Han. At this moment, her mother told her that she was going to remarry.Jiaqi’s parents divorced when she was in elementary school, and her mother took Jiaqi to live with her. Now that her mother is going to remarry, Jiaqi has no reason to stop her. When she heard that her mother was going to marry a Japanese, she asked her if she wanted to follow When going to Japan, Jiaqi found a solution just like a traveler dying of thirst in the vast desert encountering an oasis.She readily agreed to her mother that she would leave here, leave Bai Han, and go to a place where she could not be seen, so that she would not suffer so much anymore.Although Jiaqi made such a decision by herself, whenever she thought of being separated from Bai Han thousands of miles away, she still felt heartbroken.

I'm sorry, Bai Han, I can only say goodbye to you in this way. I'm afraid of facing you and I can't bear to leave you. I put all the diaries I wrote in the past two years in my schoolbag, and I hope you can see them. I don't want you to see it, so leave everything to fate.Ding Jiaqi silently bid farewell to the person she had loved for two years in her heart. She covered her face with her hands, was silent for a moment, wiped away the tears on her face, and said softly again: "Lin Bohan, goodbye——!" Then she said without hesitation Turn around and leave.