To my dear Mr. Meng

I have never felt that a winter vacation has been so long.

The paper was written and deleted, deleted and written again, and when the end of the year was approaching, with the addition of nonsense such as acknowledgments, it was only a little over [-] words in general.The topic selection was chosen by Boss Cha for me. It is quite tricky, but it is novel. It doesn’t have to be said to be a slap in the face, but it takes a lot of effort to come up with results. Many references and materials are hard to find. I have to ask him for help, so I also Be more courteous than before.

Before the winter vacation, Boss Zha invited his doctoral students to dinner, and asked some of our graduate students to sit with him.Halfway through the banquet, everyone's faces were flushed from drinking, and their conversations became more open and casual.A doctoral student brother asked if there are any future juniors among these graduate students. Boss Cha asked which one you want, and another senior sister joked that they should accept them all, which made everyone laugh.A senior sister who sat next to Boss Cha suddenly said to me: "I see you often, and you are familiar. Do you want to continue your studies with Teacher Cha?"

I joked, "I want to do a Ph. D., but Mr. Zha doesn't like me."

At the beginning, the senior brother said: "Teacher Cha, are you considering getting us a junior junior brother? You see, I am the only boy you brought, how lonely." He patted me on the shoulder, "I think this junior brother It's not bad."

"He, he said it himself, I don't like him." Boss Cha said with a smile, "This He Yujun is smart, but he just refuses to work hard, so I have to chase him with a whip every day like a middle school teacher. !” Amidst the laughter of the crowd, he said to me, “If you really want to study for a Ph. Thesis, do you hear me?"

I nodded like a pounding garlic.

Guan Ting came back early, saying that he was on annual leave, but the one who came back with her was not Du Xun, the boyfriend who took an hour's car to deliver crystal buns to her in winter, but Hua Arm Chen.

In the evening, the three of us sat on the second floor of Guangfu. I said it had been a long time since I saw each other. Where did we get rich?

Flower Arm Chen happily held the cup and said that she had already become a good person.

I almost spit out my tea: Congliang?

Guan Ting laughed out loud, saying that Huabi Chen had a new boyfriend half a year ago, a lawyer, Huabi Chen liked him, and decided to have a good talk with him, so he stopped going to bars and other places to perform. Primary school music teacher.

I reminded her to remember to wear long sleeves, and be careful not to frighten the children when she takes off her clothes in summer.

The way Huayi Chen met the lawyer was simply old-fashioned. She was bullied by a drunk in the bar, and the lawyer jumped out to do a heroic act and save the beauty.I laughed and teased her: "What does this lawyer look like? Tall and handsome, like your first love?"

The flower arm Chen was embarrassed for the first time, annoyed me, don't bother me, and took out his mobile phone to show me the photos.At that time, the mobile phone photos were not very clear, but it was enough to see the ugly appearance of the man in the suit.The three of us put our heads together on the mobile phone, and the screen suddenly changed, and the word "Zhang Wen" appeared in the middle, and then Nokia's default ringtone came out.Guan Ting winked and said "Oh—" and got up, Huayi Chen hit her lightly, connected the phone and ran to the bathroom.

I asked Guan Ting, "Why didn't your Du Xun come with you?"

"His company hasn't had a holiday yet. His broken company has no future and squeezes employees." Guan Ting curled his lips, "And he has to go back to his home. It's too troublesome to grab a train ticket during the Spring Festival. I asked him to buy a ticket to the provincial capital and come down. Then transfer back, but he refused, because he thought it was too expensive, so he had to sit on the hard seat for more than 40 hours."

"You think everyone is rich and powerful like you. Don't say that in front of him, he should be upset."

"It has nothing to do with being rich and powerful, okay. The transfer from plane to train can obviously save two days, and he has to bring things for relatives at home. It is tiring and unsafe to take the train alone. People are more important than money?"

Guan Ting took the teapot in front of me and refilled herself. I noticed that she was wearing a pretty watch on her arm: "New watch? Du Xun bought it for you?"

She then glanced at her wrist: "Don't mention it, I'm angry when I mention this watch. These are a pair of watches. I bought them. The men's watches are given to Du Xun."

"It doesn't look cheap. Got into a fight over this?"

"I didn't quarrel. Every time I wanted to give him something, he didn't want it. I thought about it for so long, so I bought this watch with the money I saved from my salary. In the end, he had to ask me how much it was, and you said he This idiot. I know he is used to saving money, so he must feel sorry for the money. If he doesn’t want to tell the truth, he lies and says it’s not expensive. As for him, he wore it well, but one day he came back and told me that his colleague told him about the watch. How much is it, and asked me how I bought such an expensive thing as a gift for him, and what to do if it was damaged and lost, so I took off the watch and put it in the box, no matter what I said, I refused to wear it.”

The more Guan Ting talked, the more angry he became, like the mother of a son who is not up to date, I couldn't help laughing.

"Are you saying that he is a fool? If you don't wear it, it won't break it. Otherwise, it will cost a lot of money to repair. Why doesn't he think about the use of buying the watch if you don't wear it? If you want me to say that his colleagues are the same, the mouth is broken." It’s like an old lady, it’s none of their business what watch people wear. They also teased Du Xun for going to a rich woman, and then asked him to invite him to dinner again, which made Du Xun slip away after work. I asked him why he didn’t go to play with his colleagues He didn't say anything, if I hadn't caught up with me to deliver things to him that day—hey, I was really mad, so I didn't say anything."

After drinking half a cup of tea, she asked again: "After two years, when I have almost enough connections in my hand, I'm going to jump out and do it myself. How about you, have you settled on your job yet?"

"Wenjin International, I told you last time."

"Wenjin seems to be doing publishing and media? It's pretty good. The prospect of online media should be good. By the way, Meng Qiansheng hasn't come back yet?"

Hearing what I said, she said with a smile: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. It's tiring to be a prostitute, but there is a lot of money. When he comes back, I have to give him a meal when I have time."

Guan Ting's mouth has always been very sharp. The next night, I received a call from Mr. Meng.

We haven't been in touch for more than half a month. If I don't take the initiative to find him, there will be no news from him.So as soon as I heard his voice, I couldn't help ridiculing him: "The busy man finally thinks of me?"

He seemed to be in a good mood and asked me, "Where are you?"

"Where else can I be, at home."

"I came back this afternoon, and I will find you now."

"Do you remember how to get to my house?"

He seemed to be annoyed and laughed: "Can you talk well? I'll call you when I get there."

I hung up the phone, turned and rushed upstairs, almost bumping into my mother coming out of the bedroom.She screamed and cursed: "Are you rushing to reincarnate? Such a big man, why run like crazy!" She raised her head and glanced at me: "Why are you smirking, picking up money?"

"Almost." I said.

My mother seemed to be shocked by these words. Before closing the bedroom door, I heard her mutter: "Nervous."

I came downstairs at around 20:[-], and my mother was leaning on the sofa to fold clothes and watch TV. When she saw me, she immediately sat up straight alertly and put down her hands: "Why are you dressed so neatly?"

"I'm going out."

"Where are you going after nine o'clock?"

I didn't look at her, I lowered my head and put on my shoes: "My classmates are looking for me."

"Which classmate are you?"

"Meng Qiansheng." The voice trembled unconsciously, I cleared my throat, "and Xu Miao."

"Are you going out so late? Let me tell you first, if it's a bar, you're not allowed to go."

"No. They sent me something, and I took the key. Let's go."

I closed the gate and unceremoniously cut the phrase "must be back before eleven o'clock" in two.

The community has a large green area and dense trees. Although there are street lights, it looks dark at night.I walked outside the gate, but Mr. Meng saw me first.We walked along the tree-lined road for a while, I couldn't hold my breath, and asked: "Why do you call me out at night? It's freezing cold."

"It's nothing, I just want to see you."

The sour words made me happy: "Haven't you seen it?"

As soon as the words fell, the flesh on the left face was pinched coldly, facing Mr. Meng who was angry and smiling: "He Yujun, you have such a mouth, sometimes I really want to beat you."

He really exerted his strength, and it hurt me: "Fuck, let go, it hurts like hell."

My face loosened, and I quickly covered my face and rubbed it for a while: "Meng Qiansheng, if you do this again next time, I will do it too."

"Can you do it?"

"Are you nasty or not?"

Mr. Meng said with a smile: "Everything is disgusting, so what do you say is romantic and not disgusting?"

I frowned and thought about it for a while, then I was not sure: "Maybe, it's just right...is it romantic?"

There was no one around on the street, he suddenly leaned forward, his forehead was pressed against mine, the tip of his nose touched, he moved slightly away, and rubbed the side of the bridge of my nose.The sudden intimacy confused me, and a picture suddenly flashed in my mind, and I couldn't help blurting out: "Does it look like two bulls fighting?"

Mr. Meng sighed: "Stop talking."

"Ok."

The two of us were silent for a while, forehead to forehead, standing in the thick black shadow of the tree, just like two water birds dozing off.Mr. Meng suddenly held my hand and asked, "I brought you a New Year's gift."

"What is it?"

"What's the craziest gift you can think of?" he asked.

I thought for a while: "... a love letter?"

Mr. Meng laughed to himself, kissed my cheekbone, took my hand and put it into his coat pocket.I wondered if this person was pretending to be a hamster, lizard, cauliflower snake or something to trick me. I was a little uncertain when I suddenly touched something with my fingertips.

The thing was motionless, obviously not alive, it was hard and had edges and corners.I grabbed it with my fingers together, like a small box, I wondered: "What is it..."

Wait, it won't be—

I suddenly looked at Mr. Meng, his eyes were filled with warm spring waves.My heart started pounding against the wall, and a rush of heat rushed up from my neckline. I didn't even know what expression was on my face, so I just choked out a sentence: "...Meng Qiansheng, you are so nasty."

He smiled but didn't respond, took the box in my hand, opened the lid, and slowly pushed the ring onto my left hand.

I felt like a vampire covered in garlic and couldn't move.After staring blankly under the dim street lamp for a long time, the flying soul returned to its place, and then I remembered to say: "It's pretty nice." Looking up, I found him staring at me, I shrank my neck uncomfortably, "I'll see yours."

"the same."

He took his left hand out of his pocket and held it out in front of me.I held his hand and looked at it for a long time. Although the style was exactly the same, I always thought it looked better on my hand: "Shouldn't it be better to wear the ring finger?"

Mr. Meng asked back: "Do you think everyone will come to ask you, why don't you invite them to a wedding wine after you get married?"

I was enlightened and felt that he was really far-sighted.He asked again: "You came here specially to give me this."

He nodded.

"Then you're done delivering, can I go back? It's really too cold today." I took a breath, seeing his expression as if he wanted to punch me, and immediately changed my words, "Actually... you can just walk."

He covered the scarf tightly for me: "You go back. I'll call a car to go home."

"You're angry?"

"Fool, what's there to be angry about? I was planning to go back, and it will take more than half an hour to go back by car." He patted me, "Go back, come out tomorrow."

I pulled him back and kissed him.He smiled, suddenly thought of it, and asked, "What if your mother sees it when you go back?"

"I just said I bought it myself. She must say I'm crazy, leave her alone."

He hugged me with one hand and said nothing.However, when we separated, I felt that he didn't look very happy.

The next day, Mr. Meng and I went out to press the road. When we came home at night, my mother found the ring on her hand and asked where it came from. I lied and said that I bought it from a shopping mall.

I think this may also be regarded as a kind of mother-child concentricity to some extent.

Because of the internship and thesis, within a few days after the new year, I bought a ticket with Mr. Meng and went back to school.As the Lantern Festival approaches, I rely on text messages to communicate with each other. I still send text messages to a circle of half-acquainted people around me, and everyone responds one after another.Over and over again, there are always a few exquisitely written text messages. Although I can't feel much real feelings, who would say that I don't like this kind of empty excitement.

Qu Nan has no news.

This is really a bit strange.Although it is a bit shameless to say this, she usually greets me early and warmly during the holidays. In addition, her hometown attaches great importance to festival traditions, and text messages, phone calls, and special products are always the same.I wondered for a while, and turned around and forgot about this insignificant matter.

My mother called every now and then to complain, and I had to listen to it, so I had to put my phone aside and use it as background music while writing a thesis.One night, she called suddenly, cursed a few words as usual, but suddenly choked up, I was startled, and realized that this time was unusual, so I quickly moved my hand from the keyboard and asked what happened.

My mother said that He Jianfang beat her today.

I was taken aback: "Auntie hit you?"

"You are not allowed to call her aunt!" My mother was so angry that her voice changed, "She is not your aunt. Your grandparents drove her out of the house and let her go. They have already severed relations with her. It is your father Let you recognize her, don't you? Do you know how shameless she is? Do you know why she doesn't get married? Because she is a chicken that can't lay eggs!

"She went to school to teach, and your aunt and grandpa took her by the hand and helped her prepare lessons; she was fine, she went to your aunt's grandfather's dormitory every day, and the two of them moved in together. Do you think it's shameless? Huh? Fifteen or sixteen years older than her Your aunt and grandma's children are not a few years younger than her! She still has the face to elope, and the train tickets are all bought. Fortunately, your aunt and grandpa are clear-headed and didn't go. Your second aunt and I found her school leader, She's fine, but it's our family that caused her to lose her job. She doesn't have to be a bitch to have such a thing? Why didn't she say that she came to our family with a big belly, huh? Thanks to your grandparents, they were so kind-hearted and didn't get caught. She is so angry, your He family is completely disgraced! After she miscarried, she couldn't conceive a child, and no man would pick up this second-hand product. Who is to blame? She still has the face to blame me!

"Your aunt and grandpa have uremia, I don't know where she heard about it, but she went to the hospital two days ago, what a fucking ghost! Today I don't allow her to come to the hospital again, and she beat me! This crazy man , your dad doesn't know, don't worry, I will be hacked to death by her one day—"

There was a lot of noise on the phone, and my dad's voice came from far to near: "Who are you calling? I ask who are you talking to?"

"Follow your son! I'll let him take a good look at what kind of bastards you are all! You help He Jianfang, I don't believe that what was born in my stomach will help her too! I will be killed by you sooner or later-you let go, you let go I'm going to say, I'm going to say—"

The phone was disconnected.

I held the phone, sat on the bed in a daze, and dialed it back immediately.

The phone rang for a long time, and just after I picked it up, I heard a burst of scolding, and was immediately cut off again.My dad's cell phone couldn't be connected either, so I had no choice but to call my uncle, who I hadn't contacted for a long time, and vaguely said that my parents had quarreled, and asked him to go over and persuade him.Uncle said oh, I'm very busy, I can't leave, aren't you making things difficult for me?I said a lot of good things in a low voice, and he laughed twice, saying that Xiaojun's mouth is still so sweet, but he really can't leave, not everyone is a big boss like your dad.How about this, I'll let your aunt go and have a look, don't worry, nothing will happen.

I hung up the phone after I said sorry for the trouble, uncle, and brought some special products to see you during the holidays.

Sitting in front of the computer until nearly nine o'clock, I couldn't read the words written in the thesis, so I simply turned off the computer, only to remember that I hadn't eaten yet.Mr. Meng didn't come back, and was about to ask him, when a text message was sent, saying that he was working overtime today and was living in an urban area.

After taking the keys and going out, Qu Nan called again.I was getting annoyed, but thinking that I hadn't seen her for a long time, it seemed unreasonable to push her away, so I agreed to meet her at a food stall near the school.

On winter nights, the business of food stalls is not booming, and many students are reluctant to go out. The boss and the staff have to carry more than 20 foam lunch boxes to the school.I'm thinking that I'm not busy recently, and the company only started working in March, so I might as well go home and clean up the bad things, at least don't let my mother cry and scold on the phone all day long.

A person sat down across from me, I raised my head, and before I could say "Senior Sister", I choked in my throat.

Qu Nan sitting across from me was dressed in black, thinner than the last time I saw her, like silk clothes thrown into a drum washing machine, almost out of shape, his facial features were lifeless, sticking dryly to the face.

I looked at her for a while, and she finally moved her lips, and the first words she opened were: "Please help me."