three years old

Spring comes quickly.

When Xingcheng gradually took off his thick down jacket, then changed into a thin jacket, and slowly put on a long-sleeved sweater, and then changed into a short-sleeved sweater. He occasionally picked up a red pen and drew a circle on the calendar before realizing that, It's already April.

The yellow flower Suzuki planted in the city is blooming all over the street.

Learning has entered the countdown sprint stage, and the number of visits to the hospital every week is not so frequent. I usually go there three times on Monday, Friday, and Sunday. A photo of Ning Xi was pressed under it.

She asked Xing Cheng to ask for that photo, and Xing Cheng did not refuse.

Cheng Cheng always gently opened the door and went in, put the things he brought on the bedside table, checked the infusion tubes, and then called the doctor to ask about the situation. After a long time, other patients stayed in the ward , all thought that Xingcheng was her son.

Occasionally, someone praised him, and Xing Cheng lowered his eyes to help Ning Xi's mother adjust the height of the backrest. He obviously felt the woman's shoulders tremble, and Xing Cheng didn't speak, but smiled with his mouth pursed, saying that he could help to take a look.

The aunt at Ning Xi's side is not stupid either. Seeing that Xing Cheng ran so hard, she asked her several times, and said insinuatingly: "Boy, are you Ning Xi's classmate or a close buddy?"

Xing Cheng remained silent, Ning Xi's mother was furious on the bed, and replied, "It's Ning Xi's younger brother."

The aunt was dumb and didn't say a word, her weird eyes lingered between the two of them, she ate the fruit that Xingcheng brought, and went out to bask in the sun with her waist supported.

Occasionally, Xing Cheng took Ning Xi's mother out to bask in the sun, and Ning Xi would make video calls.

After waiting for the mother and son to look at each other silently, Xing Cheng pointed the camera at himself, walked aside and said, "Brother, auntie is getting more and more lethargic."

"..."

Ning Xi didn't say anything over there, not even a word of thanks.

He felt that these two words were too light and too light.

In the next few weeks, Xingcheng participated in several basketball trials one after another. The most famous basketball league in China came to select their team's seedlings. Rejected.

My family said that if you don’t pass the undergraduate exam, you can stay here to study a junior college. It’s impossible to take sports, so eating young will consume your body.

As for Beijing, if you can pass the exam, you can go there, and you can resign yourself to fate, and you have to take care of your own grades.

Xing Cheng flipped through the notebook Ning Xi left for him every day, his grades improved, his handwriting became better and better, he gradually gained a little bit of brushwork, and he knew how to scribble and swipe in the exam, and he no longer followed Ren Mei to scribble. .

There are a few boys in their school team who couldn't hold on, and their parents took them home. After this calculation, there are not many boys left. The closer the exam is, the more calm they become. .

He did not train properly and injured his elbow. Fortunately, the physical examination has passed, and the problem is not serious. He can continue to fight despite the pain.

I was used to injuries from bruises since I was a child, so I didn't take this injury seriously. I usually wear elbow pads, and I have to practice all the postures and fixed points.

Aside from the injury, Xing Cheng is in a very good mood recently, and if there are no girls on the sidelines, he would throw a three-pointer to make himself look cool, while his teammates whistled and yelled: "Brother Cheng, you have been acting coquettish recently! "

The people who were called out didn't care so much, and couldn't hide the smile on their faces. The coach ran and yelled back while pulling a towel: "What's the matter! I'm happy!"

"Broken legs, Xing Cheng!" The boy playing center received the pass thrown by the point guard, pressed it tightly with his palm, aimed at the direction of Xing Cheng, and made a fast break pass!

"Catch the ball!"

Cheng Cheng jumped up on the ground, his jersey was lifted by the wind to reveal a section of his abdominal muscles, he caught the ball with great impact from the air, lifted it up with both arms, hooked the ball back, aimed at the basket and smashed it violently. Buckle into the net!

Alley dunk!

"I rely on!"

"It's amazing, brother Cheng! You beat the NBA!"

Cheers erupted from the bench again, and towels and mineral water bottles were thrown all over the floor.

Seeing the excited faces of the sophomores, Xing Cheng couldn't help but feel a little proud. He wiped the sweat off his face with a wet towel, and couldn't hide the smile on his lips.

This is called the power of love, what do children know!

May is peaceful, and the sky is full of inflammation.

The physical exam will be the day after tomorrow, and this afternoon is the last day of training, so Xing Cheng and Ren Mei volunteered to stay.

When he was about to say goodbye, Xing Cheng suddenly realized that the training ground was not that big, and it was closed all around, which made him breathless.

It's hard to imagine that he has endured so many days and nights in such a small venue, sweating profusely, and being bloody and bloody.

Was short of breath...and tender.

Cheng Cheng looked at the discarded wristbands scattered on the ground at the edge of the court, the broken and molted basketball, the broken air pump, and a few pieces of toilet paper thrown by the drinking fountain.

Together with Ren Mei, he dragged the big blue trash can outside, filled it full, leaned the broom against the door, and put the dustpan neatly.

The entire training field, together with the playground on campus and the basketball court in the community, constitute a whole of running, 18 years of running wildly.

He stood on the seat of the training ground, and even saluted the high basketball hoop with Ren Mei, then walked out of the training ground side by side, took out the key and locked the iron gate, and returned the key to the uncle at the security office.

The farewell is not only the basketball court, but also his sweat, bravery and "recklessness".

The night before the physical exam, Ning Xi pushed several things. Instead of going to the library with her roommates to find materials, she ran to the balcony of the dormitory alone. Just as she was about to smoke a cigarette, she remembered that he had promised to travel. To quit smoking.

Xingcheng said, smoking is very sexy and smells good, but it is not good for your health. You can take it slowly and reduce it every day. After a while, you can bear it.

When he said this, Ning Xi remembered the first time he was caught smoking by Xing Cheng, and the cigarette scar on his wrist...

He lowered his eyes and looked at his fingertips, thinking that when Xing Cheng persuaded him to quit smoking, he squeezed his fingers and kissed them one by one.

The phone was dialed, but the sound of electricity from Xing Cheng's side was still noisy, Ning Xi struggled to hear it, the two of them slowed down their talking and repeated it over and over again, making Ning Xi laugh: "Did I make it clear? ?”

Xing Cheng is drinking water and saying: "You, let me, go to bed early."

"The exam is tomorrow, and it's still so messy." Hearing that Xing Cheng was still outside, he couldn't help but scold him.

At that time, Ning Xi didn't know that Xingcheng's mobile phone was an old one, and he had to go to the street to get a signal.

Wearing his jersey, he walked step by step in the small streets near the school at eight or nine o'clock in the evening, telling Ning Xi about his basketball record, the games he participated in during this period, and the people from which school and district. Especially the grandson, those streetball players will feel weak when they see him...

Ning Xi loves to listen to him talking about things. Eight out of ten sentences are out of tune, but it is just fun, and there is always something interesting, which attracts Ning Xi to listen.

Standing at the corner of the street, Xingcheng watched the May wind blow over those juniors who had just finished school and were rushing home on their bicycles, and raised their hands to touch the branches of the trees, and half of their hands fell bright yellow.

"Ning Xi,"

He was holding the phone, his voice was low, it was clearly a youthful voice as loud as Qingyang, but it had a rare depth.

"This year, there is a yellow flower wind Suzuki at the door of our house. Will you come back to see it?"

The next day's physical examination met with good weather, and the journey was considered a good fortune.

He came early as the leader of the team, with all the equipment on his body, he had to go to the inspection first, and then to participate in the pre-examination education.

Xingcheng took a glance into the hall, and all the sports students were divided into five groups, basketball, volleyball, football, table tennis, track and field, and they were the first group.

After measuring and touching the height, the sequence of basketball events is not complicated, and I have practiced many times in walking. I easily completed the round-trip dribbling and shooting, shooting, and then the whole game.

He is familiar with the whole game, every day in actual combat, and people from other districts on the field recognized him. Medical certificate, entered the venue.

Everything was coherent and smooth. Xingcheng won the fast break and played small forward. He scored a lot of points one after another. Before the first half was over, he was already the player with the most rebounds and points on the court.

While running, he turned his head to look at the referee who scored the score, his mouth was clenched in a bandage, his head was covered with sweat, the corners of his eyes were covered with sweat, and his eyes were half closed. He always felt that there must be Ning Xi sitting in the auditorium.

Changed hands behind the back and dribbled the ball out, and quickly cooperated with the unfamiliar test teammate to assist in the defense. He got stuck at the basket and made another two points smoothly!

The moment the referee's whistle sounded, Xing Cheng lowered his head and kissed the wristband on his hand.

He was injured on his elbow, and it was stipulated that if candidates were slightly injured, they could only bring one protective gear into the arena. Without hesitation, Zhicheng gritted his teeth and told the coach that he had reported a wrist injury.

He knew very well in his heart that under this kind of high-intensity life-and-death competition, people's body movements reached a certain limit, and minor injuries were insignificant. What was more important was what allowed him to persist in playing the entire game and win this victory.

In the afternoon is the physical fitness test. After passing the standing long jump, it is 100 meters and 800 meters.

The weather in Chengdu was so hot that some candidates couldn't hold on anymore, and they could see other people's exams on the playground. Looking around, they were all out of breath. Coupled with the psychological pressure, the appearance of training was quite different from the usual training .

Xing Cheng suddenly felt a little lucky. Back then he was much shorter than Ning Xi, and he was still very stubborn. Every day he jumped behind his brother's buttocks and learned how to touch the basket. Ning Xi always looked at him speechlessly and couldn't help scolding him: "OK Go! Don’t jump hard if you can’t touch it, you’ll cry if you sprain your ankle!”

Jumping has always been his strength, and every time he jumps the ball before the game, he always wins. The scenery is endless. As soon as he catches the ball from the air, he subconsciously turns his head to look at Ning Xi, who is slowly going to defend.

At that time, every time Xing Cheng watched Ning Xi defend him, his expression was indifferent, and he only had one thought in his mind, that is to rush in.

Vigorously, without hesitation, rushed in.

On the last day of May, Shi Zhong gave the senior year a half-day off.

The elbow injury of Xing Cheng gradually healed, and his performance in the physical examination was so outstanding that it almost affected his ability to hold a pen and write. His mother was so anxious that his mother cried, and he felt regretful and satisfied. At least his physical examination was really very good. good.

After coaxing the mother whose tears are like a fountain, Xingcheng went to the bedroom and took out a pen to draw a picture, emphasizing that he can write, and now his cultural score is not bad, there is no big problem in normal performance, don't cry mom!

But it seemed that he couldn't be coaxed, his mother was still crying, and Xingcheng couldn't help but hugged her, and then he heard his mother say intermittently that he was reluctant to leave home and go to such a far place, how hard it is to be outside alone.

Xing Cheng's throat was uncomfortably blocked, so he had to continue coaxing him, saying that he was not alone, and Ning Xi was with him.

Unexpectedly, when the mother heard the name "Ning Xi", she burst into tears, saying that Ning Xi's life was too miserable.

Xing Cheng's heart skipped a beat, this "daughter-in-law" had already taken his place before she got through the door.

He changed into regular clothes from home and went out. It was the same black short-sleeved one he often wore at school last year. The fireworks in the daytime, the patterns were burnt beautifully along the hem of the clothes, and the logo of the NBA Thunder team was printed on the side of the basketball pants. No matter how handsome he looked .

Tonight, the school team said that there was a small gathering on the school rooftop. When he arrived, they all signed each other's school uniforms in the playground. Xing Cheng's handwriting improved a lot, and he dared to write for others. After seven or eight cases, my wrist hurts.

"Hey, boss, why didn't you bring your school uniform?" Ren Mei bumped his shoulder.

Xing Cheng smiled: "My school uniform? It's pressed next to Ning Xi's pillow."

"Damn it! If you ask me one more question, you'll be gulping dog food."

Ren Mei scolded him with a smile, handed the pen to Xing Cheng, "Sign a nice one, at the same table."

He grabbed the pen, pinched Ren Mei's back, turned her around, and wrote the word "Xingcheng" on the back in a fluttering manner.

As soon as he finished writing, the radio station in the school started playing songs again.

This year's shouting building was cancelled. All the sophomores and seniors shouted heartbreakingly in the classroom. Those who stayed in the senior year and haven't returned home can no longer throw paper down. shouted, the director of the Academic Affairs Office rushed out, and neither one nor two could stop him.

Xingcheng recalled that at this time last year, he brought a group of brothers and stood in the corridor to cheer for Ning Xi.

His baby Ning Xi, wearing a school uniform as blue as the sky, stood among the flying confetti, looking up at himself, with indescribable emotions in his eyes, as if he wanted to pass through him to see a farther place. place.

The school radio station is like doing something today. As soon as it comes up, there is a song "Farewell". The one beside the ancient road outside the Changting Pavilion has heard it many times. When the melody comes together, the originally lively playground is much quieter. Seeing that Ren Mei suddenly stopped talking.

The buddy who usually comes and goes in the wind and rain got serious, and he was still a little unaccustomed to walking. He tried to comfort Ren Mei: "You who usually listen to rock and roll, you still cry when you listen to this song."

In the end, it was good that he didn't mention the word "crying", but when he mentioned it, the tears in Ren's eyebrows and eyes really flowed out, and Xingcheng was so shocked that he quickly pulled a piece of paper to wipe it off. He wanted to persuade him, but found that he was also choked up. I can't speak.

At night, they climbed over the wall and carried several cases of beer into the campus, forming a circle on the field.

The entire school team was so drunk that they could hold a good amount of alcohol during the trip, and they couldn't stand up while holding their foreheads, but their consciousness was still clear.

They galloped up to the rooftop, holding beer cans in their hands, and looked down at the basketball courts from a height. If they hadn't been running and dragging, they might have jumped down.

Holding a bottle of dark beer, Xingcheng sat on the edge of the roof, watching them embrace each other and cry, shouted the slogan of the competition, folded their hands together, pressed down, and said "Happy Graduation".

360 days a year, he was never so unwilling to take off his school uniform as he is today, as if this touch of blue is his protective color, protecting his youth and vigor. When it was dug out from the cabinet, it still smelled like the sweet scent of magnolia flowers on the playground.

Graduation is a ceremony for some people, and a wave of hands for some people. Whether it is high school life or youthful years to say goodbye is different.

Xing Cheng can't explain clearly, and can't explain endlessly, his dependence on the school and Ning Xi all these years.

It seems that when he left, he made an eternal farewell to those years.

Several brothers were joking around, one seemed to remember something, and stretched out his arm to touch Xing Cheng, "Brother Cheng, do you still remember the time we fought on Yulin Road last year, you said you had Sweetheart, how are you doing now?"

The people next to him became interested and booed: "Who is it, brother Cheng!"

"Is that the senior from Peking University? The one with the golden brick in the third year!"

He poured all the remaining dark beer with his head up, and said in a deep voice, "It's the senior."

Probably because he drank too much wine, Xing Cheng looked at the wine in his hand and felt a dizzy sense of happiness, but he was very clear-headed and understood what he was talking about.

Xing Cheng remembered that at the beginning of this semester, on the night Ning Xi was leaving, he also brought wine to Ning Xi's bedroom.

He said, brother, let's drink more tonight, whoever wakes up first will leave first.

Ning Xi reached out and clenched the beer can tightly, shaking her head, saying that she wanted to wake up.

The brothers who were closer could hear his words clearly, the ones standing far away were still stretching their necks and gossiping, and Xingcheng would not mention it anymore, but the two or three who had already heard it tried their best to think back to the seniors who had passed the Peking University exam. I was stunned.

Three of Shi Zhong went to Peking University last year, which one is the closest to Xing Cheng, those little "tricks" are obvious, so do you have to guess?

Ren Mei was silent on the sidelines, he knew about it a long time ago, and he didn't say anything after drinking too much. A boy didn't take it seriously, and broke the silence first: "Xing Cheng, you are really awesome."

Xing Cheng smiled angrily, raised his head and took another sip: "He's awesome."

He raised the back of his hand to wipe off the wine stains from the corners of his lips, and looked up at the unobstructed night.

"Even I belong to him."

He was sure now that the feeling of dizziness and happiness was not fake, it was real.