[volleyball! ! ]Why Don't You Kiss Her

The author has something to say: 2015.02.03

Xiuwen.

Mr. Anthony is an amiable fat uncle.When they met for the first time, he gave Lin Qiao a delicious chocolate.

"This brand is very old, and it is rarely seen for sale now." Mom also got one, and she explained to Lin Qiao while eating with relish in the back seat of the car.Lin Qiao propped her chin and looked at the receding trees on both sides of the street, she closed her eyes, the drowsiness of jet lag made it difficult for her to concentrate.

"Go to sleep." Mom put her head on her shoulder, "Sleep, and you'll be home." Lin Qiao smelled the same familiar scent from her neckline as he had smelled when he was a child, and his nerves instantly relaxed. I will fall into a dream.

I dreamed of very vague and illogical fragments.

Light blonde hair.White volleyball with stripes.Grass green blanket.white snow.Bright red cherries.Brown waterproof band-aid.Log-colored floors.Red scarf.Green eyes.Yellow and white cat.Bright red roses.Black red mint green jerseys.Blinding lights.

In fact, according to common sense, the dream is gray and white, and there should not be such a strong collision of colors at all.

But I still dreamed about it—the reason why I dreamed about it was probably because I missed it too much.

There are a lot of hearsay about what life is like abroad. After coming here, try it yourself. Now I have tasted all the ups and downs that other people said in the past.

The sky in foreign countries is the sky, the clouds in foreign countries are clouds, the roads in foreign countries are like traffic jams, and the ice cream in foreign countries does not have the traditional tastes of Japan-everything is slowly getting used to, except that the days always seem to be infinitely delayed shot.

During the period from climbing into bed to falling asleep, Lin Qiao could clearly hear the sound of the seconds moving little by little. 24 hours is like being broken into 48 hours, how many people can't ask for it, but she doesn't want it like this.Even though she is studying hard here, applying for the school's orchestra holding the cello, learning to take care of the backyard with Mr. Anthony, and doing odd jobs to earn pocket money in the rest of the time...every gap is covered by her in an orderly manner. Bit by bit, she thought that such a full and busy day would make her forget the time - as if she just slept for a long time, and when she woke up, she found that it was actually her roommate who woke her up. Looking at the mirror and combing her hair meticulously, Chihaya glanced at her phone and screamed that she was going to be late, Haruka, who moved the slowest, yelled to wait, I'm still putting on my shoes.Everyone hurried out of the dormitory together, Lin Qiao opened the door of the classroom with a bang, and the tall boy with silver hair and blue eyes smiled brightly at her.After school that night, she changed into Yinju's red team uniform as usual, and watched them smash the ball hard in the noisy gymnasium.

But time still passed so slowly.What happened to the hour hand, minute hand, and second hand, as if being dragged away by a snail.Slow for granted, slow for peace of mind, slow for all memories.

She felt that one of the reasons why the 24 hours were protracted was because she was surrounded by too few familiar people, and she couldn't justify losing her temper and even feeling wronged.Good and bad emotions are not shared by anyone, just like the good sunshine carved on the floor and no one to bask in the sun with you, you will only think it is hot and scorching. Even in the coldest winters.

The winter here is extremely cold, and the snow here is extremely heavy.The air is dry and cold, and the sun occasionally peeks out from behind the dusty clouds, neither salty nor light.Lin Qiao kicked the accumulated white snow, watching the snowflakes fluttering with her toes.

She took out her phone and saw the email from Lev Huiba again.

"I'm sorry, Jojo! Really! I'm sorry!"

Before this email, there were several similar ones, all received within a day.

"Jojo, I was wrong! I was really wrong!"

"Don't ignore me... so sad to die!"

"Qiao Qiao, you can reply with a full stop! Let me know that my mail has arrived!"

"...Is this a wrong address?"

"The email address is correct! Jojo, I was wrong—"

Lin Qiao rolled his eyes speechlessly at Dan Dan's words on the screen.

——If an apology is useful, why do you need the police?

Lin Qiao stuffed her phone into her pocket and walked forward angrily—that was her first kiss, first kiss, how would that green-eyed idiot make up for it—but she softened her heart after walking a few steps Come on, for some reason, Hui Yu's very guilty look appeared in her mind at this time, shrugging her head, like a little lion who has been reprimanded for being too naughty, listlessly nestling in the haystack... .Um, or is this lion still anxiously waiting for his own mail?It should be almost twelve o'clock at night in Japan now.

Lin Qiao sighed, and the white mist was entangled in the dry and cold air.She found a bench next to the street and sat down, took out her phone again and started replying.

When an email was sent across the ocean to a mobile phone in Tokyo, Japan, the clock showed [-]:[-].Hui Yu yawned and was extremely sleepy, but she still waited while holding her mobile phone with squinted eyes.

The phone vibrated twice as expected, and he quickly opened it with anxiety, followed by cheers.

And before this belated email, the phone vibrated three times, one was the weather forecast and the other two were spam text messages, which always made Hui Yu's heart fall back into his stomach heavily again and again.

Fortunately, it's time to wait.

Hui Yu rolled twice on the bed, holding up the phone and grinning.

——"Idiot Lev, it's snowing here. Where's Tokyo?"

Soon it will be Christmas.This is Lin Qiao's first Christmas in a foreign country.

On Christmas Eve, she baked a beautiful strawberry cake for the first time - the strawberries were picked from the farm with her family, and they were fresh and attractive.When she looked at the cake, she thought of the snowy Tokyo thousands of miles away, the towering sky tree, the body of the tower is champagne gold or fir green, and it will be dyed a simple and elegant silvery white on Christmas Day, and the snowflakes will fall when she looks up to the tip of the nose.

Strawberry cake.Also, the guy who loves strawberry cake—Lin Qiao suddenly misses Hotaru Tsukishima a little bit.

He should be practicing well, the venom on the tip of his teeth is not missing at all, and many girls blushed for him openly and secretly, and he is still walking with his big earphones in his pockets, his eyes are clean, and he still smells good and fresh .

Occasionally, when Lin Qiao was walking on the street and saw a tall boy with light blond short hair, he still couldn't help but chase after him.

"Hey! Little girl, I found out! You've been looking at me!" Once, the boy turned his head and gave Lin Qiao a domineering smile.

"Ah, I'm so sorry." Lin Qiao smiled shyly at the handsome boy, and she explained to him, "You are very similar to a boy I know."

"Your beloved boy?"

"Well. Once, beloved boy."

The boy blinked regretfully, "I'm sorry...you guys, did you break up?"

"No, it's not." Lin Qiaoyang shook his head with a calm smile, "We've never been together before."

During Christmas, Lin Qiao fell asleep in the morning and heard the phone ringing. He fumbled for the bedside table indiscriminately, and when he picked it up, he heard Huiyu Lev's cheerful loud voice rushing into the eardrums, "Christmas-Christmas --hapiness--"

She was woken up when she was sleeping the darkest, and she couldn't get out of breath, and she just rubbed her hair helplessly, "Lev, it's [-]:[-] in the morning on my side...I'm so sleepy It's..." I couldn't hold back, and yawned a lot.She kicked off the quilt, stretched her calf to the edge of the bed, dangled, and sat up crookedly.

Lin Qiao was really sleepy.Last night she got the dress she was going to wear for the performance, but the size was a bit too big, and if she sent it back to change, she would not be able to make it in time for the performance. She sewed and sewed and changed it by herself until four o'clock in the morning before climbing into bed dizzy and sore. .

Then she obviously heard the elated voice over there was discouraged and lowered by her, and she could imagine the tall boy with silver-gray hair holding his mobile phone dejectedly, like a sickly lion cub Lying by the window, or by the desk.

She couldn't bear it, turned over and got out of bed, raised her hand and opened the curtains while teasing, "Ah... just say Merry Christmas when you make a phone call? What an expensive Merry Christmas." The morning sun came from The window poured in, and the snow of last night was piled up on the window sill, and there were also small ice flowers with beautiful patterns condensed on the glass window.She sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and watched the peaceful morning of this foreign town covered with white snow, "Lev, is it still snowing in Tokyo?"

The voice on the phone paused for a moment, then recovered quickly.He said yes, it was still falling, it was snowing all night, and you could step on it to your ankles. The Sky Tree has been decorated very beautifully since the [-]th; he also said that he would continue to play volleyball after high school , because he really wants to be selected for the National Youth Team, and he will definitely meet his former friends or enemies again during the training camp; he finally said, Qiao Qiao, let me sing a song for you.

Jimi And Lucy

It's a really good song for Christmas.

The cute lyrics were sung by Lev, whose pronunciation was not standard. Lin Qiao couldn't help laughing, but still gave him a thumbs up.

"...What's the matter?" Lin Qiao heard that there was no sound on the other end of the phone. It was a little strange, and he thought it was a bad signal.She took the mobile phone to her eyes and looked at it. No, the signal is full.Answering the phone again, she called his name uncertainly, "Lev? Are you still there?"

"Well, I'm here." Hui Yu took a deep breath, "Qiao Qiao, I... miss you very much. I want to... meet you."