Her father is a teacher

Year after year, when Yu Jiayue left Yancheng reluctantly after graduation, she still took this kind of torture composed of multiple "maybes" as a habit, and her eyes looked more severe and indifferent.

This seemingly endless torment must come to an end. She relied on inertia to support herself, but she never thought that that day would come sooner than imagined.

"Do you want to come back and take a look?"

Zheng Nianchu was in a meeting at the company when he heard the news that Lin Sheng's parents were in a car accident.

The last time Yu Sanyue called her was at the beginning of the year.The other party told her that Lin Sheng was going on a blind date, so she ran over overnight intending to question her, but ended up hiding in a corner of the restaurant not daring to look or listen.Although the "maybes" questioned her, she firmly believed that they would all move towards that ridiculous goal.But Lin Sheng didn't seem to think so.

There were a few birds parked on the tree outside the field, and she counted them one by one. The deafening percussion music in the earphones seemed to be unable to completely block the laughter of the happy conversation.

That was her laughter.

That day when Lin Zhengwang led her into the office, Lin Sheng knocked on the door and came in.She sternly called Lin Zhengwang teacher, serious and serious, but when she looked at her, her delicate face suddenly smiled.

"Hi, I'm Lin Sheng."

Zheng Nianchu's rebellious period was too early, and the clues were already revealed at this time.The changes in her parents and family made her always look at the whole world with a cold scrutiny.Facing Lin Sheng's gentle and enthusiastic self-introduction, she replied her name coldly.

Lin Sheng was still very happy, with a half-sugar smile on his clean face, which made people feel sweet, but also so light that it was not greasy.Still gently, she told the new members of the class with her kindness: "I will take you to the classroom later."

In Zheng Nianchu's view, that kind of gentleness can be remembered for a lifetime after deepening time after time.

Leaving the provincial capital, the car got off the highway, went through a decent transition, and walked onto the provincial road with cracks on the surface.The crack was long, spiraled in the middle of the road, crossed the white line and circled back, and finally disappeared without knowing where it was. She drove over it.There was a new crack in front of him.

Huaihai City is in sight.

When she understands that she will live here for a long time, instead of just seeing each other in Qingming, the taste and meaning of this city and its scenery have changed.It is no longer a hasty place to worship ancestors and celebrate the New Year, and it is no longer a scenic spot that can be stopped along the way.Buildings and streets suddenly swelled, breaking through the plane coordinates in her memory, becoming three-dimensional, crowding into her eyes, forcing her to remember.

It was the same that day, and it was already evening when we arrived.Xiyang has a unique power blessing, which makes her confused and uneasy.The empty stomach was filled with strange objects, which could not satisfy her hunger, but made her feel heavy even to her limbs.It took her all these years to feel that feeling, but she still couldn't forget it.

Relying on the experience of those few years, she followed the gaze to refer to the place names in her heart, Wufu Square, Children's Palace, Pedestrian Street, City Library, No. [-] Middle School... many of them were wrong.She once walked through this city with Lin Sheng.The world is changing so fast, the container of memory is overflowing, new things are rushing up from the bottom, and the old parts are squeezed out.

Once, Lin Sheng and her went to see their classmates in No. [-] Middle School, Lin Sheng and her read a book "Youyang Miscellaneous Book" in the library, Lin Sheng and her went to buy a gray pleated dress that was said to be very beautiful... …

She suddenly discovered that those years in her memory were an overwhelming net, which caught all Lin Sheng's figure and made other things fade away.

The street lights turned red, Zheng Nianchu held down his swollen forehead, and the school bell rang for the end of get out of class. Immediately afterwards, a stream of young and energetic people rushed from the door to the street.

One middle school is one middle school.

Being busy is never a cure for low mood.

Downstairs in the old dormitory for faculty and staff, the street lights were dim and dim, Lin Sheng shuffled, and the footsteps sounded light and light.

The hair fell from behind the ears, covering the cheeks that had been quietly sunken in recent days, Lin Sheng ignored it.She rubbed her face, her skin was a little dry, especially the corners of her eyes.I took a tube of lotion out of my pocket and simply applied it to my face.She straightened her body, her joints responded to the commands of her nerves, and she temporarily forgot about her fatigue.

So she was full of energy again, carrying her bag and walking forward with a smile on her face.

Zheng Nianchu watched her go upstairs, her thin figure stepped on the stairs, casting a short shadow on the window at the corner of the stairs, one floor after another, and finally disappeared behind the third window.

Lin Sheng was too tired, maybe even more tired than himself.She really wanted to hug her, kiss her forehead, and tell her, "Let me stay with you."

The night in April was still very cool, she sat on the cold stone bench, the moonlight treated her as a still plant, shedding a thin layer of frost as tomorrow's morning dew.

Lin Sheng opened the door, and the room was pitch black.She pressed the switch by the door, and the cold white light instantly illuminated the living room, even the color was a bit bleak.It is expected that the state of mind is like this, and the colorful lights are probably just a pale background.

"Grandpa." She put down her things and walked over.

Grandpa sat by the window, looking at the small garden downstairs.Hearing her shout, he turned his head and murmured, "Nian Nian..."

Perhaps there were too many changes in these days, and even hearing Zheng Nianchu's name didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore. She turned her head away, relieved her habitual sore nose, and patiently explained to her grandfather: "Nianchu, she is going to go to school in other places."

In the early days when he was still sober, grandpa would not mention Zheng Nianchu.This gentle and kind old man has lived for a long time and is able to take care of other people's emotions. His vigor has long been passed on to his children when he was young.In those few years, she could hear other people talking about it from time to time, unrelated people asked her questions, and her father and mother sat in the living room late at night, sighing and saying "Nianchu" again.Only this old man didn't mention a word.

Now dementia is carrying a major blow, and it seems to have gradually swallowed up this once wise scholar, gnawing away his experience, experience, and sober mind.

His trembling fingers pointed to the pitch-black garden, only the faint chirping of insects reminded people where it was.He stubbornly told Lin Sheng, "It's over there."

The room was too bright, and the small garden with broken street lights was too dark. When Lin Sheng looked down, it was like looking into a bottomless abyss.Her whole soul sank, and black winds passed by at high speed on both sides.The soul dragged her body, and she clenched the window frame in panic. After waking up, she squatted down with lingering fear and leaned her back against the wall.

She saw a pair of eyes in the abyss.

The shortness of breath was hard to calm down. She was indeed too tired recently, and when she was the weakest, she wanted to just leave like this, and she didn't have to wait for a doomed bad result, and she didn't have to pursue a promise that could not see the future.

How can you have such an idea?She claims to be calm and reserved, but when a heavy blow hits her head, the fragility of human nature has affected her so unreasonably.

Grandpa is still there, her parents have not crossed life and death with her, and she and Zheng Nianchu are not yet 30 years old, so life will never be worse than it is now.Now she held on, despite the convulsions and trembling.

Even if lonely, she is not alone.

At the beginning of the year, she followed her mother's wishes and went on a blind date.In the cold weather, Zheng Nianchu was sitting in the corner of the restaurant, which was diagonally opposite her.She has come, not far away.But he avoided her, erected a lonely back, and said nothing.

The blind date ended quickly, and the man wanted to send her back, but she declined.Changed positions, sat behind Zheng Nianchu, looked at the trees and birds she was looking at, and looked at the unfamiliar but familiar backs.

She hadn't seen Zheng Nianchu in real life for a long time.She has grown taller, and her hair has grown longer. It should be about the same as when she was in junior high school.She really likes the long-haired Zheng Nianchu, the smooth black hair can be brushed to the bottom, and the sandalwood comb seems to float on the water, floating down from the upstream, which makes her envious.

How many things in life can't be expected?To really count, there are too many, such as a head of jet-black waist-length hair, such as a peaceful and stable life, such as the family happiness amidst the lights of thousands of families at this moment, and other examples.

Zheng Nianchu.

Lin Sheng looked at her sweater and coat one by one, and when they were 30 years old, he would give her a surprise according to their preferences.Or, after reading it, they forget, before the agreed time, they become wives and mothers, and have another life of their own.Rationality and sensibility are like this fighting each other, each with a colorful future to convince her, she is sometimes sober and sometimes confused, but fortunately she doesn't have to make a decision right away.So she also let herself be pulled in it, drifting with the flow.

Zheng Nianchu wore earphones, and after listening for more than an hour, he didn't hear what the list song was repeating. When he finally turned his head, there was a new couple sitting at the table, talking stickily to each other. already left.She also got up, went out, and walked into the vast world.

What she didn't know was that Lin Sheng was sitting right behind her, and also watched her for over an hour.

The dilapidated faculty building was about to be demolished, and the teachers got a new place to live. Lin Sheng's family hadn't had time to move out yet.There will be no one to repair the street lamps downstairs. Zheng Nianchu is sitting on a stone bench in the garden, the wind blows the wisteria vine above her head, and it blows on her alone. No one will cut the twisted branches this year.

In the narrow window, Lin Sheng's thin figure disappeared, and grandpa also left from the window.

Then, the cold white lights disappeared, and the conspicuous window frames melted into the dark night.