Heart of Mani Stone

After adjusting for several days in a row, the quality of sleep has improved significantly.

However, as soon as I lay down, I could still hear intermittently the sound of people talking and screaming in the distance downstairs, as well as the anxious horns of vehicles on the street outside the community.Looking at "The Three of Us" by Mr. Yang Jiang on the bedside, I read and tasted it repeatedly. , It is often easier to touch the deepest part of the heart.

Chen Xiaoxiao was extremely envious and longing in her heart, hoping that she would have such a person and family, and the three of us.Leaning on the backrest at the head of the bed, closing the book, touching the cover of "The Three of Us" with both hands, placing it between her curled legs, calming down a little moved heart.

Putting the book back into the bookcase, I habitually and simply sorted out the neatly placed books, and closed the door of the cabinet.After drinking a glass of milk and washing my mouth, I didn't feel too sleepy yet.Turning on the phone, looking through the address book, looking through WeChat and Moments, Chen Xiaoxiao didn't seem to have anything special, didn't find a special person or said something special, turned off the headlights, turned on the desk lamp, and prepared to go to bed Brew for a while.

Didi, WeChat rang, and when I opened it, it was a smiling face sent by a stranger.In my impression, this person has been around for a while, and has not talked a few words. Chen Xiaoxiao flipped through the records, and looked at it. Apart from a few symbolic mass blessings during the New Year and holidays, this person did not harass or care about her. Greetings, so there is no emotion or impression, but there is no hate, so let him lie in his WeChat all the time.

It's eleven o'clock and you haven't slept yet?Like yourself, are you a poor sleeper?Chen Xiaoxiao thought to herself, or is it that some wolf with a big hair is going to look for Lieyan?Or someone who is divorced, quarreled, or just finished working overtime, and wants to talk to someone for various reasons?Thinking about it in a mess, it's all right, her mood is neither good nor bad, it's just a stranger, politely, Chen Xiaoxiao returned a smile.

What are you doing?The other party came back.

Not doing anything, talking to you, Chen Xiaoxiao's mood inexplicably improved, and she couldn't help but get a little nervous.

All right.When the other party came back, Chen Xiaoxiao imagined the depressed expression on the other party's face, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Can the number be sent?

Chen Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, wondering if the other party was a little presumptuous, and whether she often asked for other people's numbers like this, and was so direct.After giving him the number, will he feel a little frivolous?

My voice is very nice.While sending it, Chen Xiaoxiao thought that it was just a number anyway, so she casually sent her own number to 138xxx01.

What are you doing?The other party asked tentatively.

Talking to you, the second time, Chen Xiaoxiao's eyes showed a little smile, is this person stupid?

It's raining here, let me tell you a story.The man's slightly magnetic voice over there narrates. The story tells of a boy who felt inferior because of poverty in college, wanted to chase a girl, and finally died of no illness.Listening to the other party's slightly sad voice, Chen Xiaoxiao's mood was extraordinarily calm, like her father's whispers before going to bed when she was a child, and also like seeing that boy, seeing the whole story, as if she had participated in it herself.However the story is not perfect.The boy is just inferior, Chen Xiaoxiao silently thought in his mind, maybe this boy should not give up his pursuit, he doesn't know the girl's mind, maybe the girl has expectations for the boy in her heart, just waiting for his courage?She doesn't care about the temporary difficulties?

Chen Xiaoxiao wondered quietly, is the owner of this story the person on the other end of the phone?He reminisced about the past when he became famous?Feeling frustrated, remembering the youthful things you did in the innocent age?Or just a bad trick to trick people?However, the voice was so deep and real, with a hint of sadness, she felt that this story should be true.

After the other party finished speaking, Chen Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment, imagining an experience she had in college.

Then I said, let me share a story with you.

It was the afternoon when she first entered the university. The girl dragged her suitcase and rushed to the school to report. Because she was not familiar with the school route, she was in a hurry and accidentally bumped into a big boy with low hair texting. At that time, the Nokia straight Mobile phones are popular in the school, the big boy's cell phone battery back case was scattered all over the floor, the girl looked at him in a panic, the big boy just smiled, then calmly picked up the scattered mobile phone accessories, and put them together again.Perhaps seeing the uneasiness in the girl's eyes, the boy smiled and said it's okay. The big boy's smile was so bright and brilliant in the afternoon sun, and the girl's mind instantly stabilized.Which college are you from?Chinese department?Hey, coincidentally, I am your senior brother and also your deputy class, let me take you to report.Looking at the big back who was dragging her luggage, the girl felt a solid feeling in her heart. For a long time in college, the girl's mind was full of the voice of "Hey, it's okay" and the bright smile of that afternoon.

Later, the girl knew that he was an excellent senior brother in the department. In the college, many classmates and sisters admired him deeply. During the few years in college, the girl also became a member of the admiration, maybe it was love, maybe it was lovesickness, ignorance I understand, the university just passed away, and then the big boy and her junior sister walked together.Until graduation, she still hesitated to stay in the city of her senior brother, or go back to her own small town. The round-trip air ticket was refunded, bought, bought, and refunded, repeatedly, and finally called her mother helplessly, and her mother laughed and said, come back, Silly girl, she decided to buy a plane ticket to go home and live in City A ever since.

Like Chen Xiaoxiao, there is no protagonist in the story, just a girl, the girl in the story, the big boy in the story.After finishing speaking, he continued to sigh with emotion: "The time in college is really short and makes people nostalgic. The people and things at that time are as clear as yesterday. I still remember one weekend when I had nothing to do, I discussed and took pictures with my classmates in the dormitory. Then we wore each other's clothes, in the dormitory, or leaned against the door, or sat by the bed, or sat on the study table pretending to flip and write, and I also wore a classmate's skirt and took a photo of a little green by the door Cruel photos."

Listening to the irregular breathing of the other party on the other end of the phone, Chen Xiaoxiao felt relieved, and began to hear that it was raining on the other side. By the stream in the park, she said that the stream had a beautiful name, Zihu. Xi, she was still worried that she would not know if something happened to the other party, maybe this would be better.

Sometimes people are like this, and they may want to be alone for a while, to wait quietly for a while, to be silent in their own world, and let their thoughts be chaotic.And sometimes you want to find someone to have a quiet conversation with, and you want to find an outlet for the spiritual space that has been closed for too long, even if it is small, let it flow slowly.