live next door

My name is Yongxiang, and I am a third-year student.

I didn’t go home last year to celebrate the New Year. This year, I took the train and traveled [-] miles to go home to celebrate the New Year. I didn’t have any big or small luggage, only a schoolbag and my girlfriend’s suitcase.My girlfriend was very dissatisfied with why I didn't take the fast and comfortable high-speed train instead of the train that was coming to squeeze in the Spring Festival travel rush. I just laughed and said to her: "I'm used to taking the train."

My girlfriend's name is Mei Lan. She said that Mei Lanfang is her relative, and Mei Lanfang is still my family. China is a big family.

I bought a hard sleeper, and my girlfriend had a fight with me when she found out about it. It’s fine if I don’t take the high-speed rail. She blamed me for being stingy, and I have to spend the night on the train. How uncomfortable the hard sleeper is.I bought delicious food to coax her, but she was still angry. I took her to the Givenchy counter to buy a lipstick, and told her that the money I saved was to buy lipstick for her, so she reluctantly accepted the hard sleep.

Girls are really strange, there is nothing that one lipstick can't solve, if there is, then two.

During the day, I was sitting on a folding seat by the train window. Mei Lan looked at her lipstick, twisted it in and out, and tested the color on her arm. Then she took the mirror and did a makeup on the train. upper lip.I stared blankly, and after she finished melting, she noticed that I was looking at her all the time, so she came over and kissed my face quickly, and said with a smile, "You look so good."

I smiled and turned to look out the window.She knows that sometimes I just want to be alone, quiet, say nothing, and don’t like being disturbed by others, so she sits on the narrow wooden bed again, looks left and right in the mirror, Half an hour before getting off the train, I touched up my makeup, straightened my long chestnut-colored curly hair, and straightened the wrinkles on my white dress. I took off my suitcase and carried my schoolbag. The train arrived, and we squeezed into the crowd and got off the train. I held her hand, her hand was petite and soft.

When I got out of the train station, I saw my parents standing there waiting for me. My father’s hair was already gray and my mother’s face had fine wrinkles. My nose was sore and I almost shed tears. I haven’t come back for two years Yes, they have changed a lot in two years.

I held back the discomfort in my eyes, smiled and raised my arms to greet them: "Dad! Mom!"

I saw my parents' eyes searching around, and then saw my hands, they stepped forward, couldn't hide the smile on their faces, and said to me, "You're finally back."

Then I hugged Mei Lan's shoulders and introduced: "Dad, Mom, this is my girlfriend, I told you on the phone."

Mei Lan kindly called her uncle and aunt, and talked with her parents. They walked in front, and I walked behind with a suitcase, as if Mei Lan was their daughter, and I was just a boy carrying a suitcase. I laughed lightly from behind, boy?Why am I saying this to myself.

After getting into Dad's car, Mei Lan and I sat in the back, smiling and handing me a wet tissue. I was puzzled, and she said, "Your face."

I wiped it casually, and there was a red spot on the wet tissue, which was very light, the color of her lipstick. When I thought of the marks on her lips on my face all the way, I felt ashamed and blamed: "Why did you tell me?"

Mei Lan whispered, "I've fixed my makeup, it's not obvious, your parents didn't even notice it."

Maybe they saw it, and they didn't say it because they were afraid that I would feel embarrassed.

I wiped it again, and my mother sat in the front and started chatting with Mei Lan again, asking where Mei Lan was from, whether her parents knew she was in a relationship, and whether we planned to get married after graduation?

I hurriedly interrupted her, a little embarrassed: "It's still early to get married, we haven't even graduated from college."

My mother smiled and said with the attitude of someone who has been here: "Time flies, look at you, you have grown from a kid to an adult in a blink of an eye."

Well, time flies, I still remember the day our family moved in, it was raining, but today is sunny.

I looked out the window and asked my mother, "Where's Brother Yixiu?"

Mei Lan was curious and asked me, "Who is Brother Yixiu? You never said it."

My mother said: "Brother Yixiu is our neighbor. This kid likes to look for him since he was a child. Didn't he tell you?"

Mei Lan nodded, and her mother continued: "He's a writer. Speaking of which, this kid used to be extremely rebellious. He didn't listen to us. He only listened to Brother Yixiu."

Mei Lan nodded, and my mother turned to me, and said, "He said he still had a manuscript to finish, and he happened to have inspiration today, so come over to have dinner with us tonight."

I nodded: "Brother Yixiu...are you still traveling?"

"Go." Mom turned back to look at the road, "I go every year. It's not like you don't know, he likes to travel."

"Yeah." I answered lightly, and Mei Lan said with a smile, "Did he travel with the money he earned from writing?"

I also smiled and said, "Yes, but when we first came, his writing didn't make any money. He didn't have money to travel, so he could only stay in his room, eat instant noodles and watch the Travel Channel."

Mei Lan laughed, she had a nice smile, what Brother Yixiu wrote might be written like a silver bell, it was written like that in the books.But her laughter is much better than silver bells, I always feel weird, if a person's laughter is tinkling or clanging, it would be scary, how could it be nice.

When we got home, my parents started to prepare dinner. I took Mei Lan down to familiarize myself with the surroundings. She held my arm, and her head just reached my right ear.She asked me: "Why is Brother Yixiu called Brother Yixiu?"

I said, "Because his pen name is Brother Yixiu."

She asked, "Why did he give himself a pen name of Brother Yixiu?"

I thought about it, and said, "Maybe he wants Brother Yixiu's wisdom, but he has never had it, so he must be obsessed with Brother Yixiu."

Mei Lan laughed again, patted my arm, and said, "Will he scold you when he hears it?"

Her slaps are like caresses to me, like feathers.I grabbed her hand and said, "Brother Yixiu is too gentle with others, so he won't scold others."

"Then he is gentler than you?"

I said, "Yeah, he's gentler than me."

Mei Lan asked again: "Then is he handsome?"

I said, "He's more handsome than me."

Mei Lan laughed again. I couldn't figure out what was so funny about it. She said, "Then aren't you afraid that I'll turn my back on you?"

I also laughed: "Don't be afraid, because he is ten years older than me."

Mei Lan disagreed: "Not necessarily, I just like handsome uncles."

I put my arms around her neck: "If you like him, I can be a matchmaker."

Mei Lan was taken aback, and punched me: "What are you talking about?"

I grabbed her hand that hit me so both her hands were in mine.I said, "If he dares to agree, I'll beat him. His hands won't work and he won't be able to type on the keyboard."

Mei Lan snorted, nestled in my arms, and said softly, "Don't worry, I've liked you for two years, how could I easily transfer my love to you?"

I nodded and let go of her hand to rub her hair: "Is it cold?"

"A little."

"Then you still wear so little?"

"It doesn't look good if you wear too much."

"You'll know when you catch a cold." I took off my coat and wrapped it for her, "Let's go back."

She nodded, and we walked home, the food was already smelling delicious, and Brother Yixiu was sitting on the sofa watching TV, which was still the same as usual Travel Channel.

I opened the door, he looked over, we smiled at each other, and I heard me say, "Long time no see."

I heard him say, "Be safe."

He hasn't changed much from before, except that the stubble growing on his chin has not been shaved, and the stubble is just short, which really fits the uncle Mei Lan said.I smiled and introduced him to Mei Lan: "He is Brother Yixiu, a great writer."

I introduced Mei Lan to him: "She is my girlfriend, Mei Lan."

He stood up and shook hands with Mei Lan, blinked his left eye, and said with a smile: "Your vision is not very good, you actually looked for him."

Mei Lan smiled: "If I had been born seven or eight years earlier, I would definitely look for you."

He laughed mischievously: "You can also find me now."

I looked at their hands that were about to part, hugged Mei Lan, and complained with a smile: "Brother Yixiu, how can you dig a wall like this in front of you."

Brother Yixiu smiled and sat down at the dining table: "Go wash your hands and serve the meal."

My parents brought out the dishes and set them up. I took Mei Lan to wash her hands, brought a stack of bowls in front of me, and handed them the rice one by one.When I handed it to Brother Yixiu, his fingers touched, and his hand was still the same as before, with thin calluses, lean and full of strength.

I paused, and my hands stopped in mid-air.Brother Yixiu joked, "I went to college, and my hands and feet are not good."

I withdrew my hand, looked at Mei Lan who was a little confused and smiled: "Brother Yixiu always picked on me, and even a bowl of rice had a lot of excuses. I just had a reflex, thinking about his stinky problems."

Mei Lan smiled, and I picked up a rib for her and said, "Eat quickly, aren't you hungry?"

I felt Ikkyu's gaze, but kept my head down.

In fact, I have a lot of things I want to say, but when I think about it, I already have Mei Lan, what else can I say?What position do I have to say something.

Long time no see, brother Yixiu.

Although I am not good at words, I really want to write our story.If I wrote it, if you read it, you must treat it as if you haven’t read it, and don’t ask me if I wrote it, just take this past as a memory.Treat it as a real story, just a story.Think of it as a dream, a dream that wakes up when you dream it.

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The author has something to say:

If there is an author whose pen name is Brother Yixiu, then I am offended, and I am not talking about you.