Summertime

A city with fluorescent lights will make people get used to seeing the same scenery, taking the same route, and going to the same destination. The habit makes people's life no longer change, and the habit will make people feel an inexplicable sense of security.

In early summer, the cool air at night floats in some parts of the city. Located in the CBD area of ​​the city center, the noisy atmosphere evaporates from the boiling crowd, making it difficult for the cool summer night to soak in, and the cool breeze blows through the flute. The low-lying night river on the Bund crosses the brightly lit buildings of all nations, walks above the neon-shining Nanjing Pedestrian Street, and quietly sneaks into other streets and alleys in the city. The light tumbling, undulating, jumping between the trails, nothing can disturb these summer fairies.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, the time for the news network has passed. After dinner, most of the people, old and young in the family, will choose to make their own arrangements after this time. The women return to the golden strong files of various TV stations. The soap operas, men continue to work or surf the Internet, their children go back to the house to concentrate on their homework, the elderly go out to walk their dogs, or rush to participate in their square dance gatherings at a certain time.

The night time belongs to the family, but there are still many people in this city who are still looking for their home.

Home does not belong to them.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, on the dimly lit workbench, a mobile phone vibrates non-stop like an annoying alarm clock, whistling.

In a dark room, a head finally poked out from behind the glaring screen in front of the computer desk. She sighed heavily, took off the bronze round glasses hanging on the bridge of her nose, and freed her hands to rummage through the large workbench beside her. The chief culprit who hindered her work was helpless. The stage was full of long rulers, compasses, colored pens, drawings, books, and materials. It was not easy to find the buzzing mobile phone buried under this messy pile of objects. , the drawings and pencils fell under the table with the tumbling, and the workbench became even more messy.

Finally, Xizao found her mobile phone, whose flickering screen was crowded with messages belonging to the same person.

19:40—Still in the studio?

19:45—Why are you working overtime again? Didn’t you just say no more?

19:46—Have you eaten yet?

19:46—Didn’t eat again, my stomach is not good, it’s not that I don’t know…

19:47—Go home immediately and stop working overtime!

19:55—My dinner is not over yet, you should go back quickly and call me before locking the door, or I will get angry!

Same as usual, another reminder from Gu Xia.

Xizao smiled helplessly, and stopped working. She turned off the computer, tidied up a little, then turned and left.

The studio on the second floor was dark and quiet, and one of the glass windows was forgotten to be closed, and there were intermittent barking sounds from the distant residential area, which were indistinct.It’s past dinner time, all the yellow dogs in the community have come out for a stroll, and I’m still alone in the studio, and the employees who have unloaded a busy day’s work have all left quietly at some point, there is less daylight here The tension and pressure, as if all the clutter and cumbersomeness receded like a tide, and the night came, and everything became peaceful and quiet.Xizao likes the brief peace and comfort when dusk and night alternate, as if no one will disturb her at this time, so she always stays and continues to work, this is a time that allows her to concentrate more.

The lights in the distance are dim, but in the depths of Wanjia lights, there is no bright light for Xizao, there is no so-called home, so whether to go back to "home" is of little significance to Xizao.Zizao closed his eyes and inhaled deeply the fresh air outside the window. It was cool, with the sweet smell of grass left after the lawn trimmer outside the window was working in the morning. It smelled like summer and smelled very good.The forgotten window was gently closed by Xizao. She picked up the phone and wanted to call Gu Xia, but after waiting for a long time, there was still no answer on the other end of the phone. After the beeping sound, the screen of the phone went dark. No more movement.

Xizao didn't call back, she locked the door, opened the car door, and drove away.

She didn't go home, didn't go for food, but went to the same place as usual.

The tall plane trees stand on both sides of the asphalt road, rain or shine, to the rows of night watchmen, wearing new hats with wide brims.There are few pedestrians on the road, and there are fewer vehicles passing by during this time period. The burly body of the parasol tree and the slender street lamps leave long black and dim shadows on the windows of the cars ahead, passing alternately.Seeing the familiar traffic light intersection not far away, Xizao turned the steering wheel subconsciously, and a car turned right into a residential area near Lu Xun Park.

The car turned off near an open-air children's entertainment area in the depths of the community, and then all the half-opened windows were lowered. It was dark inside, and the residents who came and went may not have noticed that this dark blue Jeep Wrangler appeared here. It has been almost two months since the district.This car is always parked at a certain fixed location at [-] o'clock at night, sometimes or earlier, and then quietly leaves at night when it is close to ten o'clock. The gatekeeper of the community even greeted the owner several times , thought she was a certain owner living in the community, but in fact the owner lived far away from this place, but she just smiled and didn't say anything, but occasionally she would bring a few packets from the owner in the studio Tieguanyin was given to the uncle to repay the enthusiasm and kindness of the uncle.

Huge square lights illuminate the play area, where crowds of children play, scream, run, and gasp.It seems that the coolness of the night breeze could not dispel the heat from their bodies. The sticky sweat still stuck to some dust that fell on the slide, and it stuck to their thin arms, slender necks, and bare legs. The whole body is full of the smell of wet.

Xizao didn't pay attention to the unpredictable games of the children in the open field. What she focused on was the cheering little girl on the rippling swing not far away, and the woman standing behind the little girl helping her push the swing.To be precise, just that woman.

She wore a new dress today. The fringed skirt of the black half-length skirt slid past her fair ankles from time to time, and the wine red V-neck knitted vest was close to her plump body. She bent over slightly, Unhurriedly pushing the swing that was flying towards her, he tilted his head and responded to his daughter's scream with a laugh.

Xi Zao leaned against the car window, looking at the woman not far away, it wasn't too close, but she could still see the truth, time slipped by, Xi Zao didn't notice it.

At 25:[-] in the evening, the playground has become much quieter. A car drove into the community and parked opposite to the jeep. A man got out of the car. He unbuttoned his shirt casually and typed a With a loud belch, he walked towards the amusement park with his bloated stomach in mind.

"father!"

The little girl happily jumped off the swing and ran towards Xizao.

The man squatted down, picked up the girl, lifted it high, and spun several times in the air. The girl's lace skirt fluttered with the wind, and it swelled into a flower, which bloomed different flowers. .

The man's movements were too fast, Xizao couldn't see his expression clearly, only the girl's screams could be heard.

And the woman walked over with a smile, picked up the briefcase that the man had left on the lawn, patted it lightly, and then took the man's extended hand, and the three of them gradually walked away, disappearing into the depths of thousands of lights.

A flash of fire flashed in the car window, and a white and slender smoke drifted away from the car window, disappearing in an instant.The community is empty and quiet, surrounded by the dim light of the house lights, the dogs in the small building in the single courtyard whine and bark, the cool wind blows the lush summer vegetation rustling, and on the small playground, the people who used to play and play The noisy children dispersed without knowing when, only the swing was still shaking slightly.The surroundings are so quiet, even the mixed whispers from the residential building can be heard.

"I still can't bear it."

Xizao closed her eyes, leaned on the car seat, shook her head, as if laughing at herself.The white smoke slowly crawled out of her mouth towards the floating translucent white creature, provocative, and instantly filled the entire carriage, leaving behind a choking smell.

After quitting smoking for eight years, I still broke today.

The jujubes were smoked one by one, as if to make up for the five years of absence of these white creatures.

Suddenly, in a corner of the dark carriage, Zizi's vibration disturbed Xizao's wandering thoughts.

She rubbed her tingling temples, then bent down to find the cell phone lying on the co-pilot.

On the fluorescent screen emitting dazzling white light, there was a message from Moyou. Xizao slid the screen with a cigarette in between, and a photo of three people popped up on the screen, Moyou, Moyou's husband, and their 11-year-old son. The photo of the son standing under the Arc de Triomphe, the smiles of the three of them reminded Xizao of the family of three laughing and talking on the lawn just now.

——Taking a photo together during the day, I asked Xishan to take a photo to persuade me for a long time, but the photo was still a bit strange, it seems that he is really not suitable for being on camera.

—Why didn’t you tell me when you went to Paris?

— I want to surprise you.

— My "surprises" have been many.

-What's wrong?

Xizao didn't know why her fast fingers stopped just like that, and she didn't know whether to tell the Japanese woman on the phone who was tens of millions of kilometers away from her, but she had buried this concern for more than three months, Xizao Feeling that she couldn't hide anymore, she really wanted to confide, wanted to vent, but Aoi Moyu—this woman she didn't really own before and the woman she had been peeping like a stalker for nearly two months were different again. How similar, should she continue talking.

— Su Xi, I saw her.

Pa, a few drops of water fell on the dazzling white screen, blurring and blurring the originally clear text.

Xizao struggled for a long time, but finally he couldn't control his disobedient fingers, and those things were finally sent out.

Apart from Moyou, Xizao has no one to confide in.

The other end of the phone seems to be quiet, has the owner left?

Xizao sighed, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his arms indiscriminately. At this moment, the phone in his arms vibrated surprisingly.Xizao hurriedly lowered her head.

— Then, are you going to find her?

-have no idea.

—You still treat her...?

-have no idea.

—Don't think too much, tell me something, if you really feel bad, I'll come to you, okay.

-Um.

Xizao didn't tell Moyou that she was already in a certain community in this city, and she had been watching that person silently for almost two months, and she felt like there were thousands of ants eating in her heart, which made people manic and made her People suffocate.But she didn't want to tell Moyou about this.

Xizao didn't want to trouble anyone, and worried about her own concerns, even if that person was Moyou.

The car that seemed to have fallen asleep on the side of the road finally moved. Xizao realized that he had stayed here for too long. It was already ten thirty, and it was time to go back.She started the engine and was about to turn around and leave.

The mood is much better, maybe after a night of sleep, tomorrow I will forget the bad mood of today.

The mobile phone on the co-pilot started to vibrate again, Xizao waved his hand to bid farewell to the old man at the gate of the community, leaned over a little and grabbed the writhing and neighing thing.

"Hey."

"Xizao, sister Xia is drunk again!"

The impatience on the phone made Xizao tense up instantly.

"Why is the dinner just over now? Didn't it start early in the morning?"

"Sister Xia and those people from the advertising company are too good to drink, I can't persuade them!"

"Do you want me to pick you up?"

"No, no, I'll take a taxi to send Sister Xia back. Sister Xia may not be able to come to the studio tomorrow. She asked me to tell you."

"All right, take good care of her for me!"

"Well, don't worry, I'm hanging up!"

Gu Xia was drunk again and had to go see her tomorrow, Xizao's heart was in a mess, as if all the troubles were under the cover of the night, all of a sudden controlling Xizao's body, making her a little exhausted.

She turned on a radio station at random, hoping that the music at night would save her.

Slowly flowing in the carriage is Jin Minqi's "The Thief Years"

If you can hold it tight, don't let it go

If you can hug, don't pull

in a hurry

scoured

what's left

forgive those twists and turns

All that's left is real

Even if it's like a dream, half awake

Happy to laugh and cry

Who let

Time is something that catches people off guard

sunny and windy sometimes rainy

can't fight day and night

thinking about the past

I stole Qingsi but kept you

Time is a journey with no return

Good and bad are scenery

don't blame me for being greedy

just don't want to wake up

because you want to be with me only for you

look calm

Time is really something that catches people off guard. Xizao thought that eight years would be enough for her to forget that person, but after time passed, she found that she still couldn't forget.

If the years are a journey that never returns, then these years have passed, and Xizao is tired of the good or bad scenery, she doesn't want to wander around anymore, she wants to settle down, but who will really accompany her How about looking at the clouds and the wind together?

Where the hell is that person?

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