critical

Xixililili, sparse and dense, slightly slanting, creaking.

Yan Ji let out a breath of white air, and stepped heavily on the snow with the soles of his shoes: "Deng Deng, listen, this sound sounds like fried chicken, click, click."

Yan Deng listened intently, thinking of a poem he had read: In the silence of the forest and snow, the music of your footsteps echoed.

So she nodded: "Yeah."

Yan Ji stepped on the snow even harder, and the splashed snow slag landed on the shoes and pants of the two of them.Pedestrians passing by gave a sideways glance, and hurried away with their hands in their pockets and their shoulders shrunk.

Yan Ji played for a while, then suddenly turned his head and said, "Deng Deng, have you ever eaten fried chicken? It's the one in front of Baibai Store, that KFC."

Yan Deng said softly, "No, yes."

Yan Ji sighed deeply, and then raised his chin: "Dengdeng, I will take you to eat after I get the lucky money. I will buy it for you, and you can eat whatever you want. Their cones are delicious. Best The most delicious thing is the chicken drumsticks, crackling."

Yan Ji helped himself while talking, and swallowed: "Dengdeng, do you want to eat?"

Yan Deng shook his head, Yan Ji took himself to taste many things that he hadn't eaten before, and it was all the breakfast money she had saved, Yan Deng didn't want her to go hungry.

Yan Ji was in a hurry: "KFC is delicious, really, very delicious! How can you not want to eat it, me, cough cough..."

Seeing that she was in a hurry, Yan Deng quickly patted her on the back.

Yan Ji coughed, his face flushed, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he walked forward.After walking seven or eight steps, she couldn't hear the voice behind her. Yan Ji couldn't hold back anymore. She wanted to turn her head to look, but she felt that if she turned her head, she would lose.

After turning around for a while, Yan Ji finally couldn't help turning around and looking behind when he reached the intersection of traffic lights——

Yan Deng stepped on his own footprints, wrapped in his own scarf, and wore his own earmuffs, he was prettier than the little princess in cartoons.

Seeing that no one was looking at him, Yan Ji urged loudly, "Hurry up, hurry up, the green light is about to jump."

Yan Deng quickened his pace, his soft hair was blown by the wind, and the luster of the crow's feathers stretched out.Farewell to the end of the day, the last ray of afterglow reflected in her pupils, with golden flames.

Yan Ji opened his arms and hugged Yan Deng: "Deng Deng, you are so stupid, you fell down after only a few steps, fortunately I was there."

Yan Deng raised her head from Yan Ji's arms, her eyes were black and white and clear, but her gaze was extraordinarily soft, like the tentacles of a snail protruding from its shell, cautiously and happily wanting to touch you.

Yan Ji was in a daze, this scene seemed familiar, maybe a long time ago, maybe a long time later.Time goes by, things change and people change, but I can always see the same emotion in Yan Deng's eyes——

So trust, so look forward to.

Yan Ji shook her head, not understanding why she was so dazed, she blamed Yan Deng: "Why are you laughing? Did you see your paper and secretly scored [-]?"

"No, yes." Yan Deng vetoed softly.

Of course Yan Ji was talking nonsense, she herself didn't believe that Yan Deng would do this: "Then why are you happy? I feel that you are very happy, you can't keep secrets from me."

Yan Deng raised his right hand and spread out his palm in front of Yan Ji. A small plastic toy was already warm in her palm.

"My Pikachu!" Yan Ji jumped up and down happily, "Did you steal it from Lao Ban?"

Yan Deng shook her head. After grading the papers, she asked the head teacher if she could give her Pikachu.The head teacher was flattered when she heard her speak, and pointed to a row of confiscated toys and asked her to take them all home.

Yan Ji pinched the small plastic toy and looked at it again and again: "Dengdeng, you are so kind."

Yan Deng replied seriously: "From now on, don't go to class..."

"I know, I know, I won't lose it again." Yan Ji took Yan Deng's hand and stuffed it back into his pocket, urging, "It's getting dark, let's go home soon."

The two waited for another round of green light.

The distance was very short, and I returned home after blinking. Grandpa had dinner and went to bed, leaving the two children watching TV in the living room.

A martial arts movie was playing on the TV, and it was lively with swords and swords. Yan Ji couldn't take his eyes off it, and from time to time, he gave Yan Deng popular science about the previous plot.Suddenly, Yan Ji stood up abruptly, glanced at the TV set and ran away, holding a quilt in his hand when he came back.

"Deng Deng, you can't be cold if you have a quilt."

While staring at the TV, Yan Ji shook off the quilt to cover Yan Deng.Just as Yan Deng reached out to pick it up, a quilt fell from the sky and used it as a hood, covering her tightly.

Yan Deng poked his head out from under the quilt.

Yan Ji laughed loudly: "Dengdeng, you look like a small animal." She couldn't tell what kind of small animal it looked like, but it was cute anyway.

Yan Deng looked at Yan Ji who was leaning forward and backward with a smile, and softly accused: "Very, bad."

Yan Ji kicked off his shoes, got into the quilt, and squeezed to Yan Deng's side: "Don't be angry, let's watch TV."

The grievances and grievances of the rivers and lakes are on the TV, and the years are peaceful in front of the TV.

On TV, the male protagonist was seriously injured, lay dying in the female protagonist's arms, and took out an heirloom and stuffed it to the female protagonist.The heroine hugged the hero and hummed softly.

Yan Ji leaned on Yan Deng's lap as a pillow, and took out the bead pendant around his neck: "Deng Deng, please sing me a song too."

Yan Deng was in a dilemma: "I won't."

Yan Ji kicked off the quilt because he thought it was too hot, and swayed on the armrest of the sofa: "Sing, sing, I want to hear it."

Yan Deng lowered his head and carefully looked at the scar on Yan Ji's forehead: "Read, a poem, is it okay?"

Yan Ji looked out the window, in the midwinter night, the lights of No. [-] Department Store were bright.She yawned and stuffed the necklace into Yan Deng's hand: "Okay."

Yan Deng's voice is soft and ethereal, like a mountain ghost walking in a foggy forest, gentle and boundless in the tranquility:

"Under the shade lay a volume of poetry,

A bottle of fine wine, a little dry food,

With you singing beside me in this wilderness,

The wilderness is heaven. "

Yan Ji woke up from the dream and sat up abruptly.She was panting low and fast, only feeling half asleep and half awake, like a dream but not a dream, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

After sitting stiffly for a long time, the thin sweat turned cold, Yan Ji shivered, reached out and groped in the darkness, and grabbed the "Rubaiji" on the bedside table.

Holding the book, she thought with lingering fear, how could she feel that she had never heard of it, how could she forget it.

In a morning reading class, I stood on the podium and introduced...Yan Ji raised his hand to touch the scar on his forehead, and pressed it down heavily. The old wound over the years brought a dull touch...Scattered fragments of memory flashed quickly...

The class number with white letters on a blue background reads "Junior Secondary Class (4)"

"This is, my favorite poem."

The girl on the podium had mild eyebrows and eyes, and spoke very slowly.

"Hopefully, the one who likes it, likes it."

Under the podium, the students were whispering to each other, copying homework against the clock, playing around against the clock, no one cared about the girl on the podium.

The morning sun shone into the classroom, her expression was peaceful and gentle.

"Under the shade lay a volume of poetry,

A bottle of fine wine, some dry food..."

Yan Ji covered his forehead in pain, inserted his fingers into his hair, his knuckles curled up, and his veins protruded.She even thought of Zhao Xiaobing passing by outside the window, but she didn't remember where she read this book at all.

The heart started to burn, and the lava flowed to the whole body along with the blood. Even the fingertips curled up with heat, the muscles trembled uncontrollably, and the sweat soaked the clothes instantly.

Yan Ji felt that he was falling continuously, falling into the deep sea from a height of thousands of miles, falling continuously, falling continuously, falling into a sea of ​​fireflies.It was light spots one by one, red, blue, black, green... Light spots of various colors floated out of nothingness, and quickly dissipated into nothingness, like fleeting fireworks.

Yan Ji raised his hand to touch a small translucent spot of light, and there was a tinge of warmth, like lying on the lap and floating in the swimming pool, basking in the sun with his eyes closed, safe, comfortable, and wanting nothing.

The child is curled up in its mother's womb.

Yan Ji instantly realized that the light spots in front of him were the emotions of countless people escaping.She looked around, and the stars twinkling like light spots were boundless.So many people in the whole hospital?Or people from the whole city?Or the whole province, the whole country, or the whole world?

As time passed, Yan Ji gradually became confused.

Here is a maze with no entrance, no exit, and even a maze with no direction.

The light spots along the way fell like snowflakes, clinging to her body and blending into her skin, making it bright and beautiful.Yan Ji felt his footsteps gradually sinking, and looked down to see many emotional spots on his legs.

Emotions are different from emotions, they are born in an instant and die in an instant, but human emotions are so strong, love can be overwhelming, resentment can kill quickly, and worry can lead to despair...

Sometimes gods and Buddhas, sometimes devils, sometimes arrogant, sometimes humble like ants...

Yan Ji's figure was blurred and volatile, with billions of emotions tearing her apart and affecting her.Yan Ji staggered and stumbled forward, she raised her hand with the last bit of strength, and her fingertips touched a glimmer of light.

A faint, soft, unquenchable light.

Yan Ji woke up suddenly, threw off the quilt and ran to the door, opened the door of the ward and rushed out.

The aisle of the inpatient department in the early morning was quiet and cold.

Looking at the empty corridor, Yan Ji gently closed the door. Five minutes later, she changed her clothes and walked out of the hospital.

Walking on the deserted streets, Yan Ji didn't know where he should go.

The stray cat in the trash can heard the footsteps and raised its ears vigilantly.Yan Ji stopped and watched the stray cat quickly run into the hedge beside the road.

Yan Ji walked over and pulled out the hedge.The stray cat turned its head, and came face to face with Yan Ji. The stray cat's hair suddenly exploded, and it jumped out of the green belt with a scream, and climbed up the eaves along the decorative wall of the facade.

The stray cat flicked its tail and disappeared behind the neon sign.

Yan Ji stood below and looked at it for a while, then turned and left.

Walking through the bustling bar streets and deserted city parks, Yan Ji walked farther and farther.The nightlife in the old city is more lively, with barbecue, Mala Tang, crayfish, and small vendors pushing their tricycles directly into the middle of the road.

Across the road, this soon-to-be-completed villa complex looks extraordinarily quiet.

The construction team had already left the site, and the owners hadn't moved in yet. The security guards were playing cards in the guard room, and Yan Ji walked in calmly.

In an uninhabited community, rough villas stand in the night.Yan Ji walked slower and slower, and finally stopped in front of the three-story villa that Yan Deng had shown him.

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Ji walked to the door of the villa.Through the moonlight, one can see that the character "positive" was written in red bricks on the gray cement door frame.

One stroke at a time, the writing on the blackboard is neat.

Yan Ji slowly raised his hand, with his fingertips sticking to the rough wall, he wrote traces along the red brick and gently traced them, horizontally, vertically, horizontally, vertically, horizontally.

"Dengdeng, if you think about it in the future, I can also write positive, one positive and five strokes, and one week will pass after one writing, very quickly."

Yan Ji took a step back in shock, and shouted loudly: "Yan Deng! Yan Deng!"

The night is dark, only the wind responds.

Yan Ji walked into the villa and said softly, "Yan Deng? Are you here?"

Her own voice echoed in the empty villa, vaguely, speciously.

Yan Ji looked at each room, walked up to the stairs and looked up and asked, "Are you upstairs?"

There was no response upstairs, so she walked up slowly, still checking every room, then went to the stairs again, and said to the third floor, "Boss Yan, come out."

Yan Ji waited for a while, then said: "I just passed by KFC, and the door was still open, do you want to eat? I'm treating you."

"If you don't want to go, we can order takeaway."

"KFC released a new set meal, and also gave away toys."

"Then do you want fried skewers? I really like fried ham sausage. Do you want to try it?"

……

After a long time, Yan Ji pursed his lips and walked up the stairs.It was the last floor above, and she shuffled slowly, asking in a low voice as she walked, "Are you angry?"

Walking up to the third floor, Yan Ji looked up, the night was dark outside the window, and the lights of No. [-] Department Store were bright in the distance.