light summer solstice

When Xia Nuan returned to her rental house, the sky had already darkened, the lights were not turned on in the house, only the afterglow of the setting sun came in through the window, the untidy house felt a kind of homely warmth against the warm colors, but this Apart from myself at home, there are only those photos of myself as treasures scattered everywhere.

He went straight into the kitchen and planned to order a bowl of noodles for himself, to sacrifice to the Wu Zang Temple who hadn't eaten all day.When I opened the refrigerator, I found that the stock was gone, and there was only a head of garlic sitting safely in the middle of the refrigerator, staring at him, sighing helplessly, I had to make instant noodles, and I struggled for a long time about the classic taste of braised beef After the sour and refreshing taste of Laotan sauerkraut, I chose the chicken stewed mushroom taste.Left and right are all by myself, no matter how you do it, it doesn't matter.

Sitting at the table with a full stomach and carefully sorting out the photos taken from an unknown town in Yunnan last week, I was intoxicated with self-satisfaction while watching. Xia Nuan likes to freeze the beautiful scenery in the camera, in front of the natural beauty , Insignificant human beings surrender to those glorious and breathtaking magnificence, which is a supernatural workmanship beyond the reach of human power.

Although Xia Nuan is a teacher in a dance school, what she really wants to do is to be a photographer, visiting mountains and rivers, bringing those touching moments and fleeting beauty back to her home, and then looking at them often, her heart will be full of Happiness.But he rejects the pretentiousness of those staged shots. Beauty is inadvertent, not intentional, so he didn't go to a photo studio to make a living. In the end, he didn't want to link what he considered sacred with money.

Flipping through the photos, an unfinished photo fell from her hand. Xia Nuan was about to bend down to pick it up when she froze, as if the pause button had been pressed. After a full 5 minutes of pause, Xia Nuan finally felt like Slowly continue to pick it up as if waking up from a dream. The photo shows a dance studio, which has the same layout as all dance studios. The dance studio in Liming is brighter and more transparent, and the rising sun jumps out of the window between the two buildings. The morning light came in, and the bright yellow sun hit the boy who was spinning. The boy was wearing a white thin sweater and black trousers. His smooth hair was wet with sweat and was a little messy. The boy's eyes were tough, and the corners of his lips were tightly pressed. There is a spirit of not admitting defeat, and I am not disturbed by people taking pictures at all.

This is him, the past that he hasn't touched in two years, he subconsciously escapes, desperately seals the past in the past, locks up everything related to the past, doesn't think about it, doesn't touch it, he Thinking that he can completely forget, but now, even the future is blurred, he tried his best to keep his mind blank, thinking about nothing, just passing by, but now, a photo broke all his confinement, the past All the claws and claws rushed towards him, and he was defeated unexpectedly. He thought that the time had been long enough to erase his embarrassment, but he was still defeated.

Xia Nuan held the photo stiffly for a long while, as if remembering something, he suddenly tore up the photo and threw it into the trash can. Looking at the fragments of the photo, his face was so distorted that he couldn't recognize it. He felt that it was not enough. I took out the garbage bag and didn't even have time to change my shoes. I rushed downstairs, threw the garbage, and then closed the lid of the garbage can, as if I was relieved, and walked back in a daze.During the whole process, Xia Nuan's eyes were empty, as if instinct drove him to do so.After doing all this, Xia Nuan fell on the bed as if she had lost all strength, her eyes were still empty, and she looked directly at the warm lampshade on the ceiling.

The night was dark, and the lights in Xia Nuan's room remained on all night.The person on the bed woke up at some point, staring blankly at the ceiling, or maybe he didn't sleep all night.

The first ray of sunlight of dawn poured in through the open window, and the light from the lamp seemed a little insignificant.This room is not big, but it has all the internal organs. Entering the door is a small living room with a small white three-seater sofa and a log coffee table. The living room is connected to the kitchen. The bedroom is separated by black tassels on the side of the living room. The area is larger than the combined area of ​​the living room and the kitchen. The bathroom is on the left side of the bedroom. There is a big photo of the sunset on the door. The afterglow hits the village in the distance. Burning half the sky, conveying the tranquility silently, there is a big tatami-like bed by the window in the bedroom, and a large table is placed about one meter away from the bed, and a bookshelf hangs above the table, which is not neatly arranged. full of books.Various photos are scattered in every corner of the room, and photos of different sizes are pasted on the walls, untidy but not messy.

The person on the bed blinked, turned his head and looked out of the window, which was not dazzling, bright but gentle, just like the current life for him.Xia Nuan wiped his face with his hands and got up, went to the bathroom to freshen up and went out without any abnormalities. He needed to go to the supermarket to stock up. The empty refrigerator was a nightmare.