Writing and cutting

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Seeing her uncontrollable smile, the mother couldn't help preaching: "Don't get too carried away..."

"I know, I know." Xu Shi imitated his mother's tone: "You have to be neither arrogant nor impetuous in doing things. One success does not mean success every time. You can't be complacent."

The mother nodded, "It's good to know." Even so, she leaned over to look at Xu Shi's grades, "Such a high score?"

"Ah, otherwise." Xu Shi was slightly proud, "I have studied hard this year, and it is super hard to memorize words every morning."

"Then reward you with a hot pot meal, I'll treat you."

Xu Shi took a look at her mother's attire. The clothes were newly bought, and the bag was a gift from her father. It was a rare sight for her to wear a watch. She sniffled her nostrils—even changed to a new perfume.

Xu Shi said disgustedly: "You made an appointment for a meal a long time ago, and you just took me along the way?"

The mother gave her a sharp look: "Stop talking nonsense, do you want to go?"

"No." Xu Shi turned around directly, and deliberately slapped his slippers on the ground, "I still have to write, I'm very busy."

At the door of the room, she stretched out half of her body to face her mother, "You are having fun."

With mother's microphone loudspeaker, all the close relatives in the family will know that Xu Shi's grades this year are not low.I spent New Year's Eve at my grandma's house as usual -- I stayed at my own house for the first two years because of the college entrance examination.

Toasting at night, the elders on the couch will toast one by one, each with a red envelope, the brothers and sisters of the grandchildren are very distressed every time those who ask for changing flowers have toast words.

Xu Shi was lucky enough to escape for two years, but this year he couldn't escape again, and even had to be given extra special treatment because he was admitted to Boda University.

The spring evening was on TV, and Xu Shi had to watch TV while his cousin was toasting. There was still no Zhou Tao this year, and even Dong Qing, whom he had to see every year, was not there. Obviously, these two talents are not as good as spring every year. It was a symbol of late, but without them, Xu Shi found that the taste of the year was still the same as in previous years.

Maybe it’s because of a change in mentality. It’s like last year at this time I couldn’t slack off doing questions in the bedroom, but now I’m worried about the toast words that I can’t repeat. Suddenly I feel my shoulders loosen, and those huge stones pressing on my body I don't know when the pieces gradually turned into gravel and were weathered into sand.

After the first round of paying homage, my cousin stuffed a lot of red envelopes in his back pocket. When he saw Xu Shi, he gritted his teeth and complained: "It's not easy to receive a red envelope!"

Xu Shi laughed, and after laughing, while his cousin was picking up the wine tray, he sneaked into the next room to get a piece of white paper to write lyrics in advance.

This year is indeed different from last year.Standing by the side and waiting for the cousin to leave the stage, he went on stage and took all the literary talent to coax the elders from ear to ear. Xu Shi stuffed the wine tray to the cousin and stepped aside, making sure that he was out of the way before taking out his phone , She just felt the shock of the special pass.

Zhou Tingyun: Ah Shi, happy new year.

Xu Shi watched the screen unconsciously with a smile on his face, and typed: Happy New Year, I wish you a good script with drinking and eating meat in the coming year!

Then he put the phone in his pocket and didn't read the news all night. He didn't look at it until before going to bed at night. Zhou Tingyun replied with two words plus a punctuation: Thank you.

Xu Shi's computer resumed work early in the morning on the second day of New Year's Eve. She still has a lot to do this holiday. She needs to learn IELTS, take a computer test, and write essays. Her mother pushed the door open and saw her concentrating on typing on the keyboard. , without disturbing her, put down the juice and left.

Xu Shi is writing the last chapter of Huangliang. When her story is written here, the meaning she wants to express has clearly emerged in her mind. She walked into Huang Liang from her perspective, she has experienced this story, and she knows what the ending should be like.Now it's just a matter of writing it out.

Just like all stories have an ending, the explorer's life in Huangliang also ushered in the last day.

All the signs that she should leave have already shown that when the swordsman first heard that he was described as an old friend, he was only suspicious, but later the explorer remembered more and more, as if it was the rainy season after the drought in Africa, the rain was jubilant to the A road has been scoured by itself to meander and flow, and the knee-high grass floats in the emerging river channel. From the perspective of the universe, this is like a pulsation of the earth stretching thousands of kilometers.

The explorer followed the swordsman to the gate of the village, where the tree she saw when she first came was still standing.The explorer stopped, and she stared at the tree, her eyes blank for a moment, then clear again.

"I know this tree."

The swordsman followed the explorer's gaze, and in her eyes, the tree had changed.

"I know the tree!" exclaimed the explorer, as she galloped past, staggering a little too fast, "I've seen it!"

The explorer stood under the tree and raised her head to look up. She kept searching, and she said out of breath, "There is this tree in my community. When I was young, I climbed the tree naughtily and broke one of its branches. When I was admitted to university, the trunk didn't grow—" Her voice stopped abruptly.

The swordsman had already anticipated today, and she walked up to the explorer without changing her expression. At the end of the explorer's line of sight was a suddenly broken branch.

"Spring is here." Said the swordsman.

The explorer stared blankly at the swordsman.The swordsman also looked at her, and slowly showed a smile from his lips, "You should wake up from your dream."

Chapter 62

Countless information suddenly drilled into the explorer's brain.

The first time to get [-] points, the first time to read a composition on the podium, the first time to go out to play with my mother, the first time to fly, the first time to take the college entrance examination, the first time to stand at the gate of the university...

She remembered her name.

Immediately after she saw the swordsman's face, the previous layer of tulle was slowly fading away, the explorer's heart was beating fast, and the first thing she saw clearly was the angular curvature of the other's cheek.

She saw a familiar face.

Zhou Tingyun's face.

The swordsman still held his sword behind his back, smiled and opened his lips: "Ah Shi."

Xu Shi struggled to wake up from the dream, sweating profusely.I don't know when the lights in the room were turned off, and now the room only has light from outside that seeps in through the curtains.

She groped to turn on the desk lamp according to the position in memory, and the computer moved smoothly from Xu Shi's lap to the desk. Xu Shi put on a coat and went down to the ground, and pressed the power button, and she restarted the computer that was in a sleep state.

The document was filled with dense words, and the last sentence ended on the smile on the swordsman's lips.Xu Shi pulled the document to the front and quickly browsed through it from beginning to end.

There is no "A Shi" on it, and "A Shi" does not appear in any sentence.

It's just a dream.

Xu Shi wiped his forehead with his arm and saved the document as a backup.

Most of the winter vacation has passed, and Xu Shi puts herself in a busy place every day, but her main energy is on Huangliang. After adding and perfecting the settings again and again, she finally ushered in the ending.

The explorer took a small step back, "What did you say?"

"Your memory is slowly recovering, and soon you will remember everything, you should leave." The swordsman said, and repeated firmly but slowly, "You should leave."

Explorer in disbelief: "Are you driving me away?"

"No, not me." The swordsman said awkwardly.

"Huáng Liang." The explorer thought of another possibility, and judging from the swordsman's expression, this possibility was greatly enhanced, "Huáng Liang wants me to leave, that's what it means, it's driving me away. "

"It's not it...it doesn't want to..." The swordsman's voice lowered, she hesitated for a while, "It's you, the memory is your own thing, it's you who want to remember it, it's your subconscious mind."

"I----" The explorer wanted to deny it, but when the rest of the words were about to come out, she subconsciously thought about whether she really wanted to stay here. The answer was not yes, but not no, her thoughts were vague or not. Clear.