in the month you disappeared

That weekend, I didn't go home with Yun Yun.

My cousin and I made an appointment to go to the bar to play.It's not appropriate to bring 沄洇 in this kind of place.

My cousin has a buddy who works as a waiter in that bar, and we two minors went in easily, sat in a deserted corner inside, and looked around excitedly.

"Sister, this bar has some songs every night, let's order some songs later."

I cut my voice, "Free? I don't have any money."

My cousin patted his pocket proudly, "I didn't hand in the New Year's money last year, hehe! I heard from my buddies that the girls who sing these days are very interesting and good-looking. I must go to her to order songs! "

After being curious for a while, I found that it was completely different from the bar shot on TV.The outside window leads to the path by the lake, and the wicker is rustled by the evening wind.Inside the glass, the light was slightly dim, and the dim colored lights were rotating in the hall. In many seats, there was only one person drinking a drink alone.

I'm a little bored with no 沄洇 beside me.Quiet and dim is a very suitable environment for sleeping and resting.

Since I was in high school, the things in my mind have gradually become less and less messy and colorful than before. Occasionally when I think about what I want and what I want to do, I will vaguely think of the wall when I was young.

At this time, someone on the stage sang a song in a foreign language that I had never heard before.

The voice is very special.If I look at your young and immature face again after years, then I will have the illusion of going back to my childhood by following the sound.

Looking along the sound, there is a girl sitting on the left side of the stage, holding a guitar, her hair is scattered randomly, and her face cannot be seen clearly.The dim light was on her right side, and I happened to see her dark plaid shirt and white knee-length jeans. Her bony knee was draped over the other knee, and her calf was covered by a small platform on one side. Blocked, I guess she might come in slippers.

My cousin said he wanted to go up and order songs, and I was also eager to try.

The two of us argued for whom, and finally my cousin's cloth won my stone.

I opened my eyes and watched carefully as my cousin went over to talk to the singer.She turned her head to look at me. At that time, I became inexplicably nervous, lowered my head and picked up the menu in my hand to cover my face.

The cousin walked over with his head drooping.

When I saw him like that, I said, "You are bound to win. Are you defeated?"

His face was still red, "She said minors can't order songs."

My face also turned red, but seeing her tall and thin, she must be older than me, so I said that contemptuously and disdainfully.

We were a little disappointed, but we stayed there and continued to listen to the music.After all, what she sang really made people not want to leave.

When we were about to go home, it started to rain heavily.

My cousin rushed to the convenience store to find an umbrella, and I waited at the door of the bar.

The girl was also waiting for the rain under the eaves, and I quietly looked at her up close.

The indifferent aura that rejects people thousands of miles away made me shudder.Still, I couldn't help looking at her, as if there was something special about her that I must not miss.

The rain was coming at a side, and the wind blew the hem of her dress, and she pulled her plaid collar to cover her neck.

It's summer and it's not cold at all. I thought to myself, this action is really strange.

Not long after, my cousin came back with an umbrella and a plastic raincoat. I saw her standing there and handed the raincoat to her.

She glanced at me, just one glance, and then didn't look at me again.I had to say, "This is rainproof." What a silly thing to say!

She heard my voice, and her eyes returned to my face, and I looked directly at her.The girl took the raincoat from my hand and said in a low and short voice, "Thank you."

Leave me a back in the rain.

When it was my turn to be on duty, I took a long brush and swept around the corner of the wall for spider silk. I accidentally discovered a small and exquisite honeycomb growing between my class and the art class next door.

Immediately, the classroom that was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop instantly exploded.

Fortunately, the bees didn't come towards me, but when I took a closer look, they all rushed in to the door of the next class—and at this time, a girl just walked in from the door.

The man fainted from fright, but fortunately he was carrying the bee on his back and was not stung on his face.

I hurriedly half dragged and half hugged her, and carried her into the infirmary.It was discovered by accident that she turned out to be the girl who sang in the bar that day.

Fortunately, it was a female doctor who asked me to take off her shirt quickly. I was a little embarrassed, and the doctor was urging me while preparing the disinfectant.

He said silently in his heart, Amitabha, and stripped her clothes in two or three strokes.The doctor said again, you took off her corset, I groaned and blushed completely, I don't know anyone, how can I just take it off for her!

The doctor smiled and said, why are you ashamed, it's not about taking off your clothes!When I thought about it, I was right, I took it off for her with my head turned away, and immediately went outside the curtain.

I cautiously asked outside, is it important?is it serious?all right?

The doctor applied medicine to her inside, rustled, and said that she had been stung several times on the vest, and it was bruised, so she had to sleep on her stomach, otherwise she would be prone to inflammation and fester. Remember not to touch the water when you go back, and change the medicine in time.She is a little anemic and needs to prescribe some blood supplements.

I nodded quickly, thinking that I still had some pocket money from my parents.

Suddenly two more teachers came in the infirmary, one was from our old class, and the other was Teacher Wang, the head teacher of their class. It seemed that there was a big trouble, I thought to myself.

The old class asked the doctor about her situation again, and nodded. Teacher Wang immediately looked at me with a mournful and respectful expression. He might think that I have a high level of ideological awareness and a good implementation of Lei Feng's spirit. He immediately began to praise me, and the old class lifted me up. Glasses, said, yes, Lu Jun was originally their roommate who slept together, and they wanted to help each other!

As if struck by lightning, with a pale face, I listened in a daze to my old class telling me to take good care of my roommates.

She sat on a small stool in the bathroom with her back to me, and I wiped the skin around the wound on her back with a warm towel.

Lu Jun suddenly took a deep breath, I immediately put down my hand and asked, did I hurt you?Blame me······

She turned around suddenly, I said ah, and turned my face away.

"What are you doing turning your head? You don't recognize me?" Her voice was different from the childish voice with a little milk flavor before, and it was a unique voice with magnetism.

I didn't know what to say for a while, it seemed that I couldn't believe that the person in front of me was my childhood partner just by the name.

"That day at the bar, the boy who came with you...is your boyfriend?" She suddenly jumped out.

I blushed for some reason and stammered, "No, no. He's my brother."

Lu Jun grabbed my hand and pressed it to her chest, my heart was about to jump out of my throat - a cold, hard pendant, I turned my head and saw the piece of jade Buddha I gave her .

"Do you keep the painting I gave you?" Her eyes were still indifferent, but her tone revealed a trace of uneasiness and eagerness.I laughed, concealed my embarrassment, and said, "It's fine at home."

Lu Jun let go of my hand, stared at me without saying a word, pinched my face again with his claw-like hands, and said with a half-smile, you are still as fat as when you were a child.

I touched the place pinched by her, and her face gradually overlapped with the face in my childhood memory, becoming warm and palpable.

The corner of Lu Juan's mouth curled up, and he said, I haven't asked you how you got me a swarm of bees!

I suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked her, didn't you leave with that family?How can you make money singing?Don't they give you money to spend?

The doctor said she was anemic.

Lu Jun lay on the bed and said casually that she sang to save pocket money; although she didn't say much, I knew her adoptive parents didn't treat her very well.

I remained silent. Compared to me and my parents, Lu Jun was the worst one, but she was so strong.

Lu Jun stretched out his hand to touch my messy hair and said, what are you thinking?Little boy!

As soon as I heard it, I became angry, and I broke away from her hand, saying, what a brat!You are not older than me.It turns out that you deliberately didn't order songs for us that day.

She groaned, and said not seriously, "Then what do you want to hear?"

I thought about it, "What was the name of that English song that day? It was quite nice."

She hummed softly, and I nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "That's it, you continue to sing. I'm listening."

She sang a few more lines.

Singing and singing, the voice became smaller and smaller; I realized that this guy fell asleep-she must be very tired, I thought, before going to sleep, I touched her thin face.

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