sinovels Chapter 18
Chapter 18
"I'm fine here now. I'm in military training, half of the time is over, and it will only be a few days if I don't feel well."
"Ah, he said, I met him once in the first year of high school, and then again in the third year of high school, but I haven't seen him again."
"Okay...then you should go to bed earlier."
After hanging up the phone, Meng Meiqi heaved a sigh of relief.
On the interface of the end of the call, it shows the duration of the call which is neither long nor short.Meng Meiqi held the phone, stared at the string of white numbers for a moment, and then turned off the phone.
From more than three months after graduating from the third year of high school, she can clearly feel that in the routine calls made at regular intervals, it may be due to the information asymmetry caused by the distance between the two places and the different environment, which leads to the communication between the two people. There are fewer and fewer topics, and these are reflected in shorter and shorter call durations and more and more relative silence.
She believed that Zhou Zhenan could also feel these things, but he didn't seem to know what to do except for more and more detailed greetings and exhortations.
The relationship between them was already on the verge of collapse, how could they withstand the wind blowing in a different place.How long will this situation last?
Even if she really liked him a little bit, they still couldn't get together in the end due to various reasons.
Meng Meiqi put her mobile phone in her pants pocket, propped her hands on the window lattice by the corridor, looked at the lush mountains and forests in the distance, and fell silent.
After a long time, the dazzling sunlight slanted over, bypassed the heavy dormitory building, and fell into the bright and noisy corridors.Meng Meiqi raised her hand to cover the hot eyelids, turned around and picked up the water cup on the bucket on the side, and was about to go to the hot water point at the end of the corridor to get water, but when she turned around, she saw Wu Xuanyi who had already changed into pajamas He was standing behind him, with a calm expression on his face, holding a water glass in his hand, and seemed to be going to fetch water.
Meng Meiqi was taken aback by her silence, but she reacted immediately, quickly covered her sad face, and said with a smile: "When did senior sister come, do you want to go fetch water together?"
Wu Xuanyi stared at her for two seconds, nodded, and walked side by side with her.
I don't know how much she looked at me just now, and the leakage of my inner emotions was somewhat embarrassing. Meng Meiqi lowered her head and walked forward. He pursed his lips and said nothing.Fortunately, Wu Xuanyi is not a talkative person, so both of them simply kept silent.
It's just that the silence lasted not long before it was broken.
Wu Xuanyi and Meng Meiqi looked at the dripping corridor in front of them, and looked at each other in blank dismay.
Because of the bathroom, the tea room upstairs is not located in the middle of the hall on the first floor, but the place closest to it.According to their positions in class seven, if they want to receive water, they have to walk through the long corridor that runs through the four large classes, and reach the tea room at the end of the corridor. This is not a problem, the problem is time.
Because of the large number of people, accommodation is a big problem. In a dormitory with nearly 50 people in a class, there are four classes on the first floor, and the room is not exposed to sunlight, and the clothes changed by more than 200 people can only be hung in the air. In the corridor, when there is a long break at noon, the three clotheslines above the corridor will be filled with patches of dark green, with no gaps, and the girls are weak, and the clothes can’t be wrung out at all, so it’s not until noon. Right after the meal, the corridor changed back to being flooded like it was raining.
This is what I heard from my senior sister, but now it seems that she has encountered the same situation.
The dripping drops of water hit the ground, weaving a curtain of water in front of the two of them. Meng Meiqi said in shock, "Sister, do you want to go back and get the umbrella?"
The staggered downpours enveloped the faint melancholy in her eyes. Wu Xuanyi has always been a clean freak, and the water from washing other people's clothes stained her body a few times. It would not be very comfortable psychologically and physically.But after hearing Meng Meiqi's question, she smiled lightly: "I didn't expect it to rain like this, I didn't bring an umbrella."
During the military training, I was eager to wipe the plaque of the God of Rain. In my dreams, I begged him to bring heavy rain. Plus, I was trapped in the base and could not go far. opportunity to spur them on.
Meng Meiqi thought for a moment, took off her military uniform jacket, shook it and put it on the heads of the two, seeing Wu Xuanyi's puzzled look, she smiled and said: "There is no way, the water still needs to be drunk, I put it on You, let's go together."
The doubt on Wu Xuanyi's face turned into shock, and she subconsciously grabbed the corner of Meng Meiqi's clothes.
The army green dark clouds that can be seen when looking up are tirelessly pouring warm rainwater. Meng Meiqi, holding a small green umbrella, leads Wu Xuanyi to run along the promenade where the sun seeps through.The sewage that gathered under the feet stained the four pure white legs, the dilapidated concrete walls were stained dark by the water, and the laughter that let go at an unknown time filled the entire corridor.
Perhaps it was because she was accompanied by a person who was always well-behaved and decent, this kind of ordinary movement made her feel a rare sense of presumptuousness, just like the most stressful time in the third year of high school, when a few people they knew stepped on The bicycle, speeding under the shade of two rows of emerald green plane trees, laughed and cursed and fell into the fallen leaves on the asphalt road.The orange sunset is like a brand new film, deeply imprinting this silhouette of time in her mind.
No matter when, the memories touched by a certain scene always seem to be the same as the year three years ago, whether it is happy, sad, angry or unforgettable.
Thinking back again, in the three years since she left National No. [-] Middle School, the only thing she remembers most clearly is that sunset scene.
Not long after, she walked to the tea room. After standing still, Meng Meiqi shook off her half-wet military uniform jacket, lowered her head to arrange the clothes, and found her calf stained with sewage. She couldn't help being startled for a second, and secretly looked sideways Go, Wu Xuanyi, who has been silent since she just stood there, her white and tender calf is also a mess.
Looking up, facing Wu Xuanyi's cloudy eyes, Meng Meiqi's heart sank, thinking that Wu Xuanyi's obsession with cleanliness would cause people who pay attention to their manners to run around in the corridor indistinctly at any time. The washed body is dirty, I guess I feel angry right now.
She pursed her lips, the naked eye could see that Wu Xuanyi's complexion was getting more and more gloomy, so she was about to make two jokes to ease the atmosphere and apologize, but Wu Xuanyi opened her mouth.
"Did you remember anything?" Her voice was slightly cold, like a tight string.
This question sounds nonsensical, but Meng Meiqi really figured out something from her chaotic mind.
When she was running in the flickering corridor just now, she thought of other things besides the presumptuousness of the last period of her senior year in high school.
The gentle aroma that hit her nostrils mixed with the strong smell of wine made her consciousness fluctuate in chaos.
She remembered the glare of the lights, the forehead that was so painful that it was about to split, the uncomfortable feeling of throwing everything out of her stomach, and the wine bottle reflecting the moonlight in the dim environment.
The only thing I can't remember is what happened next.
Then the next day when she woke up from her dream, she saw her wicked cousin, Fu Jing, pouring hangover soup into her mouth like a death sentence.
This memory was too broken, it only surged in my mind for a moment, and after a corner, it was flooded by the warm orange light.
Meng Meiqi subconsciously thought it was not important, scratched the back of her head, and said with a smile: "No."
Wu Xuanyi's originally tense complexion instantly relaxed, her originally bright eyes dimmed a little, and she lowered her eyelashes, as if she was easing herself, and her fingers that were tightly holding the water glass loosened.
Meng Meiqi felt that she did not relax at all, but was gradually overwhelmed by some unknown emotion, so she couldn't help but tilted her head, and called softly: "Senior sister?"
Wu Xuanyi's complexion has returned to normal, and she turned and walked into the tea room: "It's getting late, and I have to take a lunch break later, let's go back with water as soon as possible."
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