Please follow the doctor's advice

I had a dream.In my dream, I went back to my alma mater.

Dr. Shen carries my youthful memories. In addition, the campus has beautiful scenery and scattered mountains and rivers. So I guess, this should be a beautiful dream.

It was early summer, and the white lilacs on both sides of the road were in full bloom. I spun, jumped, closed my eyes, let the thin morning mist brush my face, pressed the cloud head, and landed at 1528.

As soon as I pushed the door, I entered the dormitory with the ball in my arms, and smashed the edge of the bed one by one, trying to wake up all the lazy people who stayed on the bed.Of course Xu Yiren was not on the bed. He usually went to the English Corner at this time, but today for some reason, he hadn't gone out yet, and was sitting neatly by the window, expressionless and in a daze.

If he pointed the back of his head at me, I would definitely hit the ball up without hesitation, because I guess there should not be many people who dare to hit him with the ball, and it might make him unforgettable to me for a lifetime.It's a pity that he stared at me intently from the moment I walked in the door, as if I was his experimental observation object.

When he saw me, I hesitated.

I stood in front of him, holding the ball in both hands, and tried to throw him a short distance. Of course, the ball did not drop.

Xu Yiren didn't move, and didn't even blink.

He may have expected that I would not dare to touch him, or he may not understand what I mean, in short, he didn't react at all, and he didn't seem to want to play with me at all.It made me feel like I was being sentimental, and in the end, I still didn't make a move.

As soon as I turned around, I announced: "Friday finals! Basketball hall! Come early to reserve a seat!"

What responded to me was one after another of snoring and the creaking of the bed board.It's okay, I know they're going to go.

I pulled a stool and sat next to Xu Yiren: "Brother, are you coming?"

When I woke up in the morning, Xu Yiren was obviously woken up by me, but for some reason she didn't get up with me, instead she wrapped herself in a quilt and annoyed me to leave first.Judging by his current appearance, he probably just woke up not long ago, with a cold and gloomy expression, maybe he didn't even wash his face.

Maybe he accidentally stayed in bed today, annoyed that he missed his plan for the day, and thought that I made too much noise when I entered the door, disturbing his pious confession?

No, he must have washed his face.

Although Xu Yiren's figure has begun to take on the outline of an adult man, his face still looks like a "boy". His nose bridge is high and straight, which is quite delicate.It's just that his temper is not very easy-going. Once something goes wrong, he will show a cold face to others, like a child who is three years old and no more than four years old and gets angry because of a little awkwardness. The only difference is probably It's just that he didn't puff up his cheeks face to face.All kinds of contradictions add up to form a man who makes me want to step up to find out even if he is unsmiling, a man who looks cleaner to me than others even if he hasn't washed his face.

Based on my touching experience in my life, I guess, I should touch his face several times without feeling the stubble.

How can I touch it?I really want to touch it, it doesn't matter if it has been washed or not.

However, I know that my palms are black, covered with centuries-old dust from the basketball court, and the backs of my hands are covered with hair and sweat, criss-crossing like mudslides, and my body exudes the smell of carbonamide, which can be clearly heard within one meter.I consciously moved the stool to one side to get out of the wind.

Xu Yiren asked sullenly, "Friday?"

I nodded slightly.

Xu Yiren just said "Oh".

He didn't say go, and he didn't say no, but I feel that he should have more meaning of "go" here.

One day I passed by the library, habitually turned eight corners, and went up seven floors to see if he was there.Of course Xu Yiren was there, and as soon as he saw me coming, he took a book with a bookmark next to it, opened the bookmarked page, touched it with his hand, and said in a very low voice, "This."

When I looked down, I was no less confused than him. I really wanted to ask when did he cut his nails?

I haven't seen him squatting next to the trash can before, could it be that he gnawed quietly by himself?Why is it so neat?

I pulled a bench and sat down beside him, and saw that his shirt collar was so white.The shirt is good, the shirt is good, it protects the cervical spine, lest the air-conditioning in the library blow his neck out.

The clothes on his body didn't look as smooth as when he just brought them from home, but they were still washed very clean. It could be seen that he washed the clothes patiently and with great effort.There is an imperceptible fragrance on him, maybe it is my hallucination?In order to verify the authenticity, my nose twitched alertly, but when I was nervous, even as sensitive as I was, I couldn't tell whether it was soap, washing powder, or his own smell.

I took a sharp breath out of curiosity, and the [-] million alveoli opened their mouths to swallow his taste. I tasted it, but all of them were like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit. No one who is promising can tell me what it is smell.I turned my head and exhaled cautiously, turned around to read what was written in the book, but couldn't help it after all, and took another breath.

Xu Yiren raised his head and looked at me through the angle between the glasses and temples: "What's wrong with you?"

I tapped on the book with a straight face: "It's okay. Didn't I want to ask a question? It's too difficult, and I'm a little hypoxic. Bring a pen!"

Xu Yiren handed me the pen in his hand.What he used was a black gel pen, the style was so ordinary that anyone who dropped it on the ground would think it was his own.But the first half of the penholder was held warm by his hand, and he gave it to others before dissipating the heat. He had no conscience. Isn't this harmful?

After a while, I was so burned that I lost all my martial arts.

I often have an unspeakable urge to take everything that Xu Yiren uses in his daily life as his own. The more insignificant details he left behind where he walked and sat, the more curious I am to explore.He used half of the pen, the card he carried with him, his towel and slippers may also have magic hooks, and I am full of temptations in all directions.

I was embarrassed to ask him, for fear that he would think that I was poor and short-sighted, and of course I dared not steal, not because I was timid, but when I thought of him sharing a room with a thief, I immediately felt that it was not good, too Polluted the air around him.

Xu Yiren took the initiative to lean towards me.

I didn't force him, I just secretly pressed my arms on his book and acting paper.After solving the problem, I didn't raise my arm, and I whispered the problem in his ear with a whispering volume.

Xu Yiren tugged at first, but found that he couldn't do it, he was thin-skinned, and he was too embarrassed to brush my face, so he patiently listened to me whispering in his ear.Gradually, he stopped reading books, and didn't look at my quotations on paper... I know that this may have something to do with my ugly handwriting.

Anyway, he looked up for a moment, then turned to look at my babbling mouth, as if wondering how much more nonsense I could say.

After all, it was also in the library, so I was still a little self-conscious and needed a little face.I raised my hand tactfully, put away his paper, and picked up a book on his desk.

I heard that Tao Qian wrote the biography of Mr. Wuliu after he was drunk. I sat next to Xu Yiren, and I was so drunk that I couldn't write because of the aftertaste of his breath.However, Xu Yiren was pure in nature and didn't know it was so, so he might set up a topic and listen to his long speeches all night, without knowing what he said, year after year, the two of them died in the study.

At noon before the game, the coach rewarded the three armies in the cafeteria, and filled seven or eight large plates of food with the divider plates used to feed pigs.The people in the team and I had enough to eat and drink, and each of us pulled a sponge pad in the equipment room of the basketball hall to recharge our batteries.

In the dream, I was blowing on the air conditioner and had another dream.

I even see Xu Yiren in my dreams.He seemed to have just finished his meal, and his eyelids were almost sticking together due to sleepiness, but he still shook his head stubbornly, took out a piece of straw paper in front of the bookshelf in the library, and struggled Compared with my handwriting of Yuanmou people, I took down books one by one.

Keep seeing the basketball game start and the basketball game end.

As if enlightened, I suddenly figured out the connection between the two.

However, this dream came too late.

Some time ago, a colleague in the industry died suddenly. He was an ambitious and outstanding young man.Later, I heard that the person went on a "cloud outing" for 10 minutes the day before, and felt that the nature is so beautiful and it's good to be alive. The next day, he lay down in front of the case, and his whole body was frozen.

I am very sorry, but not too surprised. On the one hand, the pressure of competition is heavier than Wuzhishan. Without a strong desire to win and innovate, it is difficult to gain a foothold. On the other hand, the truth of science is fascinating. We stand at the forefront of the vast majority of human beings. With that door within reach, in this position, with responsibilities on his shoulders, who can resist working day and night on how to open it?

It's a pity that whoever stays up all night will not die suddenly.

It's not just him, many of us are hovering on the verge of sudden death, it just depends on who God wants to reclaim according to his mood today.Everyone knew that after the silence, they picked up the mineral water bottle as a dumbbell and gestured twice, so that they could struggle more or less when black and white came.

The company has planned cultural and sports activities, using generous material rewards as incentives, including basketball games.I was ashamed to participate in the event in person, because my colleagues are not cheap, what if they were not exhausted to death, but were beaten to death by my rhythm?But I never avoided Xu Yiren when I answered the phone or sent and received messages. After he knew there was such an event, he encouraged me several times to go there.

I asked him back, "I'm going to call, do you want to see it?"

Xu Yiren looked puzzled, as if he didn't understand why I asked this question, and said naturally: "Of course I can go."

I gladly sign up.

Although the state of my teammates, opponents and myself cannot be the same as that game in college, not everyone has the opportunity to make up for their regrets, and I am quite happy.

I have been happy for many days, and the more I think about it, the happier I am, because I am so happy, so last night when Xu Yiren came to me to discuss with me a document that was being translated recently, I knew everything and talked endlessly. Tell everyone what you want to feel.

Can't this fucking finish the calf?

I was so regretful that I woke up from the dream, covered in cold sweat, and touched my side: Oops!Xu Yiren is gone!

When 33-year-old Xu Yiren disappeared beside me, I was no less terrified than losing a three-year-old child in People's Park.I didn't even bother to put on my slippers, I scrambled out the door, stood in the living room and rubbed my eyes.

Fortunately, the light in the study room was on.

Xu Yiren put at least three different editions of reference books on his desk, and turned on two computers in order to look up information from different countries.

I watched the wheels of history repeating the same mistakes in front of me. I was powerless and dying. I slid down inch by inch holding on to the door frame and sat on the ground paralyzed.

Before the case, Xu Yiren sometimes flipped through the books, sometimes wrote, and sometimes shook his head at the computer screen, without realizing it.

I think that as a person, you must not forget your original intention.

Whether he looks at me or not doesn't affect me looking at him.What's more, there are only two people in this room, if he wants to see a living thing, he still has to look at me.

I think, there are plenty of opportunities to play, there is a basketball court nearby, a game that is not even considered an amateur, to be honest, I really don't care about it.

Xu Yiren has been such a gentleman since he was a child, he may have a piece of Heshibi in his heart, and it is because of this that he has become the him in front of him.Why do I have to drill into the jade in his heart?What are you doing?Want to become Amber?

For things like playing ball and competitions, just forget them.

forget it.

At noon, I spread a mattress on the floor of the study room and lay behind Xu Yiren to sleep.At first, I was a little uneasy, tossing and turning, and then I didn't know if it was because I was in the same room with him, his breathing soothed my emotions, and I still fell asleep without integrity.

Xu Yiren's movements were very careful, and I could even hear my own breathing louder than his typing in a daze.

I think it is enough for him to have this intention in the vast world, here, and me, and our time is still very long.There are ten players in a game, and he doesn’t know nine of them. It’s really not attractive to him, but fortunately, I know other things besides basketball. I have more things to show him. What is he interested in? , what can I do.

Thirty one past one—the reason why I know the time is because the alarm clock sounded abruptly in the quiet room, halfway through it, Xu Yiren pressed it off.

I realized something, but dared not open my eyes, for fear that I would wake up from the dream and find that it was the voice in my dream.I lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, until Xu Yiren squatted beside me, reached out and rubbed my hair: "Beyond, get up, your company's competition."

I suddenly opened my eyes and asked, "Are you going?"

Xu Yiren: "Of course."

I didn't dare to ask, and I didn't dare to talk too much, for fear of waking myself up, he asked me to get up and get dressed, and I would wear whatever he handed me.

The company has contracted a stadium with a capacity of [-] people, and only a few dozen of us are in it.

Xu Yiren was so engrossed in watching it that he didn't even go to the bathroom during the intermission. He stood in a somewhat remote corner with no one on it, leaning his elbows on the railing, taking pictures with his camera and enjoying himself.

The winning or losing of the game and the points are not important. This group of people, including me, will be too busy to remember the score within three days, but after all, I am not ashamed to play the whole game.I know that what I will always remember about this day is: no matter when I look up, I can see Xu Yiren standing there, looking at me.

After playing the game, it was still dark, and Xu Yiren and I walked slowly home side by side in the golden dusk.

At one point, I felt that the wind was not strong enough and the blowing was not cool enough, so I wanted to take off the only T-shirt on my upper body.Xu Yiren stopped him several times, pointed to the urban management vehicle on the street and said righteously, "You will be arrested if you take off your clothes."

In the end, we bought two small ice creams in paper tubes on the side of the road, and each of us ate one to cool off the heat.

When the ice cream was half eaten, the last ray of sunset in the buildings gradually sank and disappeared, and the day could finally come to a successful conclusion.As the dust settled, the tired bird returned to its nest. The hot sweat on my body and the coldness in my mouth proved that this day was not my wishful thinking.

Only then did I dare to speak out the question.

"Oh, remember." Xu Yiren stopped but didn't look at me, lowered his eyes slightly, deftly picked up a corner of the wrapping paper with his fingertips, and tore off a piece of equal width in a circle, and said in a calm and plausible tone, "The ancients said,' The first is filial piety, the second is faithfulness', and the second is 'if you have spare energy, learn literature'. I promise you, of course I should go with you first. For the information, I will read it when I have spare energy."

I think what he said makes sense.In fact, I think everything he says makes sense, and it makes sense for him to stand here.But this is still not enough to calm my uneasy mood, because: "Brother, this is what I said before, why didn't you think so before?"

Xu Yiren slowly peeled off another round of wrapping paper, with a serious expression on his face, frowning and said, "When I was young, I could recite it, but I didn't necessarily understand the truth behind it. We ordinary people are like this, you may not think of it. Where is the trash can? "

Is that so?I pointed him in a direction.

He walked away quickly, almost running away, I followed silently, before he got close, Xu Yiren turned his head vigilantly, his eyes flickering.

I:"……"

How many years and months have passed, he still can't lie, and often before I find out the clues, he himself has already been defeated.

I tried to bump him lightly with my arm, and Xu Yiren immediately bent over like a guilty shrimp, unable to hold back, as if he just wanted to bury his face, but his years were not in vain, his bluff was still After learning a little bit, he rubbed his hands dryly on his face, suppressed his smile, raised his face for a moment and scolded: "Don't make trouble with me, if you make trouble with me, I'll hit you."

I was looking forward to it, and when I pinched him, I easily deformed him again: "Hurry up and hit me!"

Xu Yiren is kind but not to be bullied. After hearing this, he laughed and waved his hands again and again, but his strength is not weak at all.He clasped my paw with his wrist and dragged me into the small garden by the roadside.But after dragging it in, he didn't know what to think of, and he relaxed again.

In the corridor full of wisterias, he leaned his back on the stone pillar, squeezed my fingers, and gradually recovered his breath.

When the temperature rises by one degree, I want to jump the Yalu River, but his hands are so hot, I only hope he can hold me forever with these hands.

I called him: "Brother."

The street lamps on the side of the street were turned on, and a small beam of light was particularly picky, passing through the wisteria vines and shining on his face.I reached out my other hand and touched his face with the light.

Xu Yiren was still a little guilty, and wanted to avoid being touched by me, but he still held back the itch, and confessed softly in my palm: "Actually... it was because I was too far away from you at that time, and I felt that I was I'm not qualified to spend the same amount of time as you in hobbies. I'm worried that one day you'll fly in front of me like a plane in the sky, and I can see you when I look up, but you can't see me when you look down."

I put my hand down, wanting to see him better.

"But, I found out later..." As he spoke, he blinked his eyes shyly, turned his face away, avoided the small ray of light, and only told me the secret, and the gentle night, "The afternoon of the game , you're not here, I don't seem to have read the book."