hurt spring

Bitter, the aftertaste is also bitter.

"I ate too much during the Spring Festival. Juanjuan supervised my weight loss and gave me Kudingcha." Duan Xiaoyi said, "Aren't you used to drinking it?"

"Fortunately..." Di Qiu took a sip of the bitter tea, scratched the teacup with his fingertips, glanced carefully at Duan Xiaoyi, and asked, "You won't... still drink?"

Duan Xiaoyi handed the cigarette in his hand to Di Qiu, who swallowed dryly, drank tea, looked away, and said, "I really left something here."

Duan Xiaoyi said: "If I wanted to call the police, I would have called the police a long time ago."

He took a deep breath, and after a while, two streams of smoke came out of his mouth.He handed the cigarette to Di Qiu again.Di Qiu reached out to pick it up, their fingers touched each other, Duan Xiaoyi's hand was hot, Di Qiu retracted, the cigarette almost fell to the ground, he caught it in a panic, took a bite, and bit between his lips.

Duan Xiaoyi smiled lightly and asked him, "Do you like this place?"

"Here..." Di Qiu glanced around, pointing inside and out, "Not bad."

"It's good, it's good, it's well arranged, and it looks good, but do you like it?"

Di Qiu thought for a while and said, "It's okay."

Duan Xiaoyi said: "So."

Di Qiu lowered his head slightly, scratched the tip of his nose, bowed to Duan Xiaoyi, and said softly, "I'm sorry..."

He returned the cigarette, Duan Xiaoyi took it and ate it, the two took turns eating the cigarette, one cigarette burned to the end very quickly.Duan Xiaoyi lit another cigarette, and this time, Di Qiu took out the cigarette and lit it himself.The two sat and ate cigarettes, ate tea, and chatted (chat) leisurely.

Duan Xiaoyi faced the meditation hall and asked Di Qiu, "Have you had any fun things recently?"

"Other people's lives can't be said to be fun or not." Di Qiu said.

Duan Xiaoyi smiled, lifted the hem of the long gown, put his right leg on the left leg, leaned his wrist on his knee, shook the cigarette ash into the teacup, and said, "I don't like this place very much, but Mr. Fan likes it."

Di Qiu asked him, "Does Mr. Fan also like tea?"

Duan Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment, then nodded, he raised his neck slightly, and exhaled a smoke ring: "Mr. Fan said, with your appearance, you should be able to sing Pingtan with a good accent. I said I don't want it. I hate singing. Mother sang "Emperor Flower" every day, and she was still humming it when she was dying. What good is singing. Mr. Fan said, Pingtan is not singing, you can sing "Three Smiles". Glancing at Di Qiu, he said, "Mr. Fan is very good at taking care of people."

Di Qiu asked him: "Boss Duan, do you really hate me?"

Duan Xiaoyi supported the sofa with one hand, dangling his feet, and threw half a cigarette in his hand into the teacup. With a prick, the cigarette went out. He stood up, brushed the folds of his clothes, and said, "You have what I don't have." Things, can't I hate you?"

Di Qiu didn't understand, and asked, "What do I have?"

Duan Xiaoyi made no sound and went to the meditation hall.Di Qiu stretched his neck and said to him, "There is no one staying today."

Duan Xiaoyi said, "I'm not a peeping tom."

Di Qiu laughed, stretched his neck even longer, and asked him, "How old were you when you met Mr. Fan?"

Duan Xiaoyi walked out of his sight, but he could still hear his voice.He replied: "You are a really annoying person."

"Where do I hate it?"

"young."

"Is that so?"

"Is that enough?"

Di Qiule cheered: "Boss Duan, you can't do this!"

Duan Xiaoyi fell silent, Di Qiu finished his cigarette in a hurry, walked to the entrance of the meditation hall, looked inside, Duan Xiaoyi turned on a desk lamp, and bent over his desk to describe scriptures.Di Qiu said, "The Ksitigarbha Sutra was copied for the dead, right?"

Duan Xiaoyi said: "Copy it for my mother."

"Your mother must be beautiful, right?"

"My dad would beat her and call her a vixen."

Di Qiu coughed and fell silent.

Duan Xiaoyi said: "If there is a vixen in the world, it would be very unlucky. People will always be scolded like this and sneeze every day."

Di Qiu sneezed loudly, and the sound was deafening: "Ah!!"

Duan Xiaoyi raised his head, frowned, and squeezed his eyes to look at him, Di Qiu said again: "Ah!!"

Duan Xiaoyi lowered his head again with a stern face: "You are really annoying."

Di Qiu sniffed hard and said, "Yes, don't like me. A friend of mine said that it would be very hard to like me."

"What's not hard to like?"

"Like someone who also likes you..." Di Qiu said.

Duan Xiaoyi sneered, and with a wave of the golden pen, he pointed at the Buddha statue and the vase.Di Qiu laughed dryly: "I don't really understand either."

Duan Xiaoyi said: "Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form."

Di Qiu hurriedly said: "However, you still can't help looking at something that looks good, right?"

"If you look twice more, beautiful things will not stay for you for two more seconds."

"People can't live because they will die, right? If you like someone, maybe he won't like me, maybe he likes me for less than two seconds, so I won't like it?"

Duan Xiaoyi looked at Di Qiu: "I'm not interested in your private life."

He added: "You said you don't understand, don't you understand? What you said are not questions, but answers."

Di Qiu choked up, sticking out his tongue, he turned around, suddenly his mouth became parched, he went to drink all the bitter tea left in the teapot.Duan Xiaoyi said to him through the wall: "You are very thin, you don't need to lose weight."

Di Qiu laughed: "I know! I just have a dry mouth!"

Duan Xiaoyi said, "I thought you didn't know."

Di Qiu choked again, his mouth became even drier, his palms were cold, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead.He hurried into the meditation hall, took the vase away, and looked in 1103.The empty room was filled with darkness.Di Qiu moved closer.No more other people's privacy, no more other people's secrets, no more quarreling couples, weeping lovers, sweet companions, one after another grotesque little world.

Di Qiu said in a low voice, "I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."

He went over the wall to 1103.He walked into the room without turning on the light, and pulled a chair to the edge of the tatami. He gestured back and forth, and pushed the chair to the side.He sat down.

He looked at the wall in front of him, wiped his hands, and said, "Did I know this all along?"

"What do I know?" He was silent, thinking, thinking, he thought, "I really want to be alone."

Di Qiu clenched his fists: "Maybe I don't miss him, because he...he may represent a lot of good things, and then... there are many bad things, he is like a dream, but also a nightmare, I can't tell , but he, he..." He loosened his grip slightly and recalled, "He was my classmate in high school, but we were in the same class for only one year. Ding, there are three of us. I have Qiu in my name and Chun in his name. Many people call us Ding Chunqiu. It is the old fairy Xingxiu in "Dragon Babu", which will be broadcast on TV during the holidays. Huang Rihua plays Xiao Feng , when A'Zhu died, he was depressed for a long time.

"He is very nice, I said, let's steal the monthly exam papers, he will accompany me, I said, the afternoon class is too boring, let's fight Street Fighter, he will accompany me, I said, you imitate Parents are very talented in signing. I think this business is very successful. We signed the seller's long signature. We can sign the leave note and the test paper. The leave note is ten yuan a piece, and the paper is five yuan a piece. We made more than a hundred yuan. We and Xiaoding, And one of his next-door neighbors, a girl, went to eat the Inner Mongolia barbecue buffet together, and the boss came over and told us that there was no more lamb in the kitchen." Di Qiu laughed at himself, rubbing his eyes, "His next-door neighbor She's pretty, she's studying in Ninth Middle School, Xiao Ding likes her, but I think she...that girl might like..."

He sighed and patted his leg: "Many people like him! He is so popular! Did I mention that he is tall? Well, I don't know how he grows, neither his parents Gao, I’ve seen it, I’ve seen it many times. Maybe it’s because he eats a lot and drinks a lot of milk, three boxes a day, my god, and he’s very good-looking, after class Sometimes, many girls will come to see him. When he plays basketball, yes, he can play basketball, and his grades are still very good. We steal papers and play games...he is smart, he is very smart.

"I played basketball with him and watched the NBA together. On Sundays, I went to his house to find him. I lived next door to him, very close. On Sundays, I got up at six o'clock, brushed my teeth, washed my face, At 07:30, I knocked on his door, and I said, our TV is broken, and the game is about to start at [-] o'clock! Let me borrow your TV to watch! He hasn't woken up yet. Yawning on the sofa, his hair often grows a little long, and cuts it very short. His mother cooks at noon. I have eaten the meals made by his mother many times. It is delicious, better than restaurants and restaurants outside. Ah, it’s too strong. His father doesn’t talk much, and he often travels on business. We also play games together, at his house, and at the game hall on the stone road. We play games all day long. Xiao Ding said, Di Qiu, you like this Lu Xinya will hate you to death.

"Lu Xinya is a girlfriend he had.

"I didn't tell him I liked him.

"I thought about many possibilities, he beat me up, he ignored me, alienated me, rumors that Di Qiu was a pervert began to spread in school, my name was written on the advertisements for fake certificates and circumcision .

"I thought about it too, he smiled at me and told me..."

Di Qiu took a deep breath.

"What has he become now? It's been ten years, and I haven't seen him once. He is from Suzhou. It's strange. I haven't been anywhere in the past ten years. I've been staying in Suzhou.

"Why should I stay in Suzhou all the time?

"I didn't look for him either, and I haven't seen him again, it's so strange.

"The last time I met his cousin, she said that he was not married yet, and he hadn't dated yet. It looks good, maybe you have a beer belly, you start to be bald, and you have Hong Kong feet, you will babble when you eat, and you will pick your teeth with your tongue after eating.

Di Qiu stared at the wall, the whole black wall, and said, "Has he ever liked anyone? I don't remember any star he likes, and he doesn't even have a team he likes, but I just knew him." How long, one year... How can I understand him in one year? Even if I am not him in ten years, 20 years, I will not be able to fully understand him, I will not know what he is thinking, I will not know completely His happiness, his sadness, I can't possibly know..."

"Does he understand what love is? Who's he going to learn things that aren't taught in school? Oh, movies, he likes watching movies so much, will he learn anything from movies?"

Di Qiu lit a cigarette, ate a cigarette, and said: "In the movie, people are taught to tell secrets to a hole in a tree, and then seal it up with mud. In the movie, God is a black man. There are magic, gods, hallucinations, and magic in movies. God Pan with feet on his head and eyes in his palms..."

"He has seen so many weird movies, will he believe my experience in the past ten years, every word I say? Will he think I am a patient? What if he asks me to see a doctor?"

Holding a cigarette, he said, "Someone told me that I can go anywhere I want."

"If that's the case, why haven't I been to where he is once?"

Di Qiu was startled, he stood up, looked at the gate of 1103, and muttered to himself: "He is a dream, but also a nightmare."

He patted the clothes, smelled the clothes, pulled the hem of the clothes, and walked towards the door.

He opened the door of 1103.

He was in the tent again.He saw the old woman again, and he saw the blazing bonfire again, and the thick soup boiling in the iron pot.His hands were empty, and his brows tightened, but he quickly relaxed, and he sat down opposite the old woman.

"Grandma Tian Jing, can I ask you a question?" Di Qiu looked at the old woman carefully and said.

A smile appeared on the old woman's wrinkled face.

Di Qiu said: "I wanted to see Tuchun, but I didn't go to where he was. Is he dead? I can accept whatever happens to him."

The old woman copied a bowl of soup and handed it to him: "Drink it."

"Is this Mengpo soup?" Di Qiu said, "Oh, no, you said last time that this is Huihun soup."

The old woman said, "Look, you've always understood."

Di Qiu looked behind the old woman, and he saw his young, sleeping self again.

Di Qiu said, "Will I continue like this forever?"

"You've always known that," said the old woman. "Drink."

Di Qiu looked down at the bowl of soup, the soup looked very thick, very thick, but clear to the bottom.

A thin voice sounded: "Don't be afraid."

Di Qiu hurriedly followed the sound, and a woman in white clothes with long hair flashed by.He picked up the bowl and drank it down.

He is still sitting, but the tent is gone, the sky is white, the ground is also white, the whole world is full of flowers, and the whole world is full of shining light.There is a mirror in front of him, reflecting a person.The outline of this person is not clear, and the facial features are also very vague, but when he sees him, he understands.He knows who he is.He knows where he is now.

This is his Mount Sumeru, his secrets, his worlds after worlds, his mirrors.

There were two words, a name, drilled out from the bottom of his heart, the mirror was cracked, and he felt light all over, as if several plugs blocking the five senses were suddenly pulled out.Everything flows out.

"Tuchun."

In an instant, he was enlightened.