Engraved crush time

Chapter 8

Tao Wanyi was very disappointed when she left the milk tea shop.It's just that her loss was not written on her face, but in her eyes.On the contrary, she still had a smile on her face. She stood at the door of the shop and said to me: "Jiang Hui, it's nice to meet you. Really." I nodded, "Me too."

She smiled at me and stood on tiptoe and slowly went down the steps. Her figure was very thin, and the breeze swayed her skirt, shaking an indescribable sadness.Just when I was about to turn around and go back to the store, Tao Wanyi called me, she stood still in the world covered by the shade of plane trees, letting the breeze blow her wavy hair, "Jiang Hui, do you know what it means to fall in love at first sight and share life and death together?"

I looked at her in bewilderment, the villain Dezhi who was still churning in his heart just now seemed to be beaten down by the waves, and became cautious.

She didn't expect my answer, or it was originally a question and answer, like a pre-rehearsed TV series, so when I heard her answer, she almost said it with a smile, "Jiang Hui, For Xiao Jiayi, I have already died once, and I am not afraid that there will be a second time."

Just like that, Tao Wanyi disappeared from my sight.Before I could get out of her voice, only the bustling street and the swaying sycamore trees were left in front of me. Scattered sycamore leaves were slowly falling down, like a ceremony for the end of life.

This ceremony was too silent, so silent that there was nothing but the sound of the heartbeat.

I took out my mobile phone to send a text message to Xiao Jiayi, and pressed the keys of the mobile phone letter by letter, but I couldn't type a word for a long time. I deleted and wrote those words that had been formed or were about to be formed. The palms of the hands were covered with sweat, and even the mobile phone became wet, as if it had been soaked in water.After a long time, I typed six words and pressed the send button as if I was exhausted: Tao Wanyi is back.

Xiao Jiayi returned quickly, and the content was extremely simple: "Come back when you come back."

"Let's meet, right now, at the terminal of bus No. 2." After sending this text message, I turned off my phone. I don't want to see any questions or refusals from Xiao Jiayi, not at all, I just want to see him , now, immediately, immediately, without delay.

I jumped on the No. 2 bus that just stopped. There were a lot of people in the car and it was very crowded.I walked back carefully, but I would still step on other people's feet or bump into other people's bodies. I blushed and apologized for my carelessness over and over again. No one responded to me, as if everyone had already I am used to this bumpy injury, and I am used to thinking about the present or the future in my own world.

That's fine, I don't need to send a smiley face when I say I'm sorry, I have to save up all the smiles, and then hand them all over to Xiao Jiayi, except for the insincere and even embarrassing smile that remains, I really have nothing to give him.

It is impossible for Xiao Jiayi not to know where the terminal of the No. 2 bus is, or in other words, he will never forget it in his life. Some memories are like embryos multiplying in his heart. No matter how many scenery you have seen or how many cities you have traveled, you will always Never forget the original beauty.

These beautiful things will eventually be accompanied by growth, fade away immaturity, lose youth, even when you are old and have nowhere to go, you can still experience spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the reincarnation of youth in these beautiful memories.

I should tell you that the terminus of the No. 2 bus is Xiao Jiayi and I's elementary school, a place that has gone through time.

At that time, Xiao Jiayi's mother was not a full-time wife. She had a decent job and taught in elementary schools.Xiao Jiayi and I spent our childhood in the school she worked for. Every morning after breakfast, Jiang Caiwen would carry me to Xiao Jiayi’s house like a chicken. When Jiang Caiwen left me, he would leave some trivial things behind. Things like a small bottle of sesame oil or an unopened lip balm.At that time, cosmetics were only rare things, but Jiang Caiwen had them, as if she never lacked these things. The dressing cabinet was full of bottles and jars, and women liked them.Xiao Jiayi's mother is also a woman, so naturally she is no exception.She would always ask Xiao Jiayi to bring me a few candies to eat while accepting the gift from Jiang Caiwen.Candies back then were hard and sweet.The tinfoil wrapping the candy is also beautiful, colorful and shining in the sun. Xiao Jiayi and I always collect these tinfoils after eating the candies, carefully fold them together, and put them neatly in our pockets , as if the pockets were refilled with candy.After Jiang Caiwen left, Xiao Jiayi's mother would take us to school by bicycle.Bicycles are the kind with bars, which are rare now. The development of the times will only simplify the complex, and develop towards a more beautiful and fashionable trend. The old and bloated things will only be obliterated, regardless of those things How many good memories have been carried.Xiao Jiayi sat on the front row of the car, and I sat on the back seat. Every time the bicycle was sliding, Xiao Jiayi's mother would never forget to tell me: "Xiao Jianghui must hold on to the back seat of the car. Otherwise, I will fall." Fell to the ground with a bloody head." When she said this, she always had a bloody, hideous expression on her face, which is quite funny when I think about it now, but at the time, there was only earth-shaking panic .So, I gripped the back seat of the car tightly and watched in horror as the houses and trees on the side of the road were left behind me little by little.It's just that no matter how I lose it, I can't lose the way Xiao Jiayi waved to me, and her mother's big body.At that time, I really envied Xiao Jiayi, at least he didn't have to grab the back seat of the car in fear like me, because his mother would protect him anytime and anywhere, but I was different, except I could see her back, Can't see anything anymore.

I should continue to tell you about that elementary school, the elementary school that filled all the memories of Xiao Jiayi and me.The primary school is not big, and after removing two teaching buildings and one office building, there is only a vast playground left.At that time, Xiao Jiayi and I were only interested in the playground, because the playground was big enough, and Xiao Jiayi and I could run as much as we wanted or play hide-and-seek games.The playground is surrounded by dense flower beds. Every spring, there are butterflies dancing. Xiao Jiayi and I catch the butterflies. Once I failed to catch the butterflies. I was stung by a bee when I caught the buds. I couldn’t bear it. Sitting on the shady ground in pain and crying, Xiao Jiayi ran over, he hugged me and coaxed me like a little adult, but my hands still hurt, and I smeared my tears and snot all over the front of his shirt So he found a way to coax me, weaving flower baskets and folding flower hats, I don’t know how he learned so many crafts at such a young age, I stopped crying when I saw the colorful bud-rimmed hats, Xiao Jiayi He smiled and put it on my head, and he said: "Jiang Hui, let's play house, shall we? I am your groom and you are my bride..."

I thought I was strong enough, but every time I think of these scenes, those barriers that I have worked so hard to build will always be destroyed by a single blow, and this time is no exception. Be careful and drop it.My vision became blurred, but my memory became clearer. The young Xiao Jiayi jumped up again in my mind. He put the hat woven into a corolla on my head and said to me: "Jiang Hui, we Come play house, okay, I am your groom and you are my bride..."

No matter how many vows we make, we can't match Tong Yanwuji when we were young. Even if it's just a joke, even if it's just a game, we have to spend our whole life remembering it. Unfortunately, I became someone else's bride. You but not my bridegroom.

(End of this chapter)