Summertime

The shadow of jujube is gone, not under the bed, on the balcony, in the cardboard box, in every corner of the kitchen, not in the streets where I often walk, in the cinemas and restaurants I frequent.In the past, it would hide in a familiar place, take a nap, maybe play alone, waiting to be found by her, or three or five days later, it would sneak into its own bed in the middle of the night, dozens of days had passed, and it was still there. There is no trace of it, the room is as quiet as if it never existed, she starts to feel uneasy, call her friends, she won't do it, because no one will know, call the police, no one is answered, posted The missing person notice, but it seems that every shadow looks the same. One month later, at the end of August, on today, August 26, she finally realized that this time, she finally lost it. Could it have gotten lost somewhere, or fallen asleep in a car going somewhere far away.

But, why, why did she finally find out that her shadow had disappeared on August 26th?

In fact, her shadow has long been lost at a fork in the road.

She naively thought that she could get back the shadow from that person, because she had done this before, and this was the worst but fastest way.

It's just that now, she found that the person suddenly didn't have what she was looking for. This feeling caught her off guard, which made her startled and saddened, as if something really changed overnight. Or they all disappeared, the shadow, the shadow stored on that person changed its place on its own initiative, where she went, which new place, Xizao had no clue, just that morning, at a certain moment, at a certain place In an instant, she realized that she could no longer find her own thing, the shadow, from that person's body.

Indeed, Su Xi came that morning, but she came late, so late that she didn't even have time to wait for her own shadow, so she left in a hurry, leaving only an empty shell called Xizao, an empty shell There was nothing in it, it was light and light, this feeling was even more desolate than the empty heart that Xi Zao had been holding all along.

Is it because she doesn't even have a heart?

The farce last night was just a small episode in Su Xi's life, and their relationship has not changed, Su Xi is still Su Xi, that her, nothing she does can reveal even a trace of ripples in her heart, Because, in Su Xi's heart, Xizao has been fixed and will not change, just like a frozen doll, her doll.

At ten o'clock, Xizao opened the door, and Su Xi was standing outside. She asked, why did you turn off the phone?

"Shut down, is it turned off? Maybe it's out of power."

Xizao smiled and explained weakly, turned around and went back to the house. Su Xi came, but she couldn't be happy.

"Xizao, yesterday, were you waiting for me alone for a long time?"

Su Xi grabbed Xizao's hand. She thought that after Xizao's wine madness, she would go home obediently. After all, the garden in the middle of the street is not far from her home, so she doesn't have to come here, let alone she can't come at all, but How should she explain to Xizao.

"hiss……"

"what happened to your hand?!"

Only then did Su Xi realize that what she was holding was a wound wrapped in gauze that oozes blood. What happened to Xizao last night!

"When you said you couldn't come, I left, hurt, nothing."

Xizao pulled her ridiculous hand from Su Xi's without leaving a trace, and she plainly wove an untrue story from last night.

"I really couldn't come last night. You also know that Xiaomi and Tongtong are at home. I couldn't come, but I was worried all night. I couldn't sleep at all. I thought you would wait forever. I thought something would happen to you. , fortunately, fortunately you didn't, promise me not to worry me like this in the future, okay!"

Su Xi couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief at Xizao's remarks, but she couldn't help but blame Xizao for her recklessness and impulsiveness last night. Fortunately, fortunately, she has returned to normal now.

"it is good."

The promise was so hollow that Xizao felt it was a perfunctory sentence, okay, this promise, it seemed that she had said it to Su Xi countless times, so many times that she couldn't feel the weight of the words, only one ethereal syllable remained. , Well, it doesn't mean anything anymore.

At that moment, Xizao suddenly realized something, because Xizao finally found that she couldn't find her shadow in Su Xi's eyes.Overnight, Su Xi was still the same Su Xi, she hadn't changed, but Xi Zao had changed, so she kept changing until one day she couldn't find herself anymore.This kind of discovery made Xizao feel extremely desolate, she lost herself, she didn't know where she was, and in which corner of the world, she always felt that after she was 19 years old, she became a beggar. Abandoned stray animals, she can't settle down, because she has no home, she can only stop and go, even though she feels that the places she passes are similar, and she loses the ability to distinguish between different, but she still knows that she has passed After leaving those places, where are you going to go in the future?But now, she doesn't even know where she is, how can she move forward, what a terrible feeling.

She tried to get back her lost shadow from Su Xi, she worked hard, she sat on the bed and listened to Su Xi talking about the next time, the next time in the future, as quiet as a marionette Quietly let Su Xi cook for her, talk to her,

During these processes, she thought that a shadow would inadvertently jump out between her and Su Xi, telling her that she was just playing an evil little joke with her, but unfortunately, it didn't.Even if Xi Zao leaned in Su Xi's arms, she found that the feeling of hugging was different from before. She could feel neither pain nor beauty, but was pale, as pale as boiled water, colorless and tasteless, why did the shadow It's so hateful, when she ran away from home, she packed up all her cherished collections and took them away, leaving nothing behind, she had nothing left.

After Su Xi left, she spent an afternoon sitting on the bed in a daze, looking at the second hand, the minute hand, the hour hand began to reverse, time went backwards quickly, the matter finally came to this point, finally reached the final stage, Xi Zao felt as if Back to the days when she decided to leave eight years ago.From the same mistakes, she already knew it from the beginning, didn't she, but when the guessing became the present, she still couldn't bear it.This time she gambled too heavily, so heavy that she didn't even know when her own shadow was turned into a bet and squandered.

Everything is like the moon in the mirror, and what you get is always an imaged phantom.

Yes, the old friend is still the same, but, in the end, it's all empty fun.

It's time to stop, she needs to calm down and take a look at the relationship between the past and the present. She has never looked at the memory film from eight years ago stored in her mind, and she will only extract bits and pieces of it. Clips, fast forward and reverse, not daring to pause, she doesn't want to look directly.But this time, she had to pick up those omitted bridges, twigs, and stubs, and she had to find the clues in them to give her a good reason to let her go, and she could do it.

Maybe in this way, she can find her shadow back, but in this city, there are traces of Su Xi everywhere, and she can't stay here to look for her missing shadow.

Xizao thought, she had to get out of here and get it back.

Shadow, she remembered that she had never paid attention to this little monster in her body before, until she met a strange little boy during a certain trip, and she began to try to understand this strange part of her body.

It was a hot noon, and the sun slowed everything down. She walked to a small town that was taking a nap, and a series of heartless laughter was slowly approaching. She thought that at such a time, only the cicadas on the trees would know. The sparrows eating on the ground can still maintain their energy. A little boy is running wildly back and forth with a puppy in the sun. The proprietress of the grocery store is woken up. She looks confused, frowning, murmuring and rubbing her arms. The boy and the puppy came over and looked at her. The little boy said, "Your shadow looks so short, like a coward hiding behind you. She hasn't figured out how to agree. They have already run away with their own shadows." After opening, she looked down at her feet, there was still no trace, but her mood was not as anxious as before.

When she walked out of the town, she suddenly realized that maybe the shadow was a coward who didn't want to grow up, and used to hide himself to isolate everything that was too complicated, such as thoughts, people's hearts, and the past.And for those who cannot escape, the shadow has no choice but to choose to escape first, it will always be a coward.

But this time, Xizao wants to get it back.

This time it was not for Su Xi, but for herself.

A trip away seems to be necessary.

She wants to reorganize her life that has been messed up recently, as well as those people who have bonded with her.

The people from the past, the passers-by who met her in the bar.

People who interweave past and present, Su Xi, Mo You, Zhou Shu.

Also, the current person, Gu Xia.

Gu Xia, Xi Zao told her to leave Shanghai alone for a while.

Gu Xia asked her where she was going, and Xizao said, Tibet.

Moyou, Xizao told her that perhaps a trip would allow her to see things clearly and make her own choices.

Moyou asked how long she would go there, and Xizao said it might be half a month, or maybe longer.

As for Su Xi, Xizao just sent a text message, she said she was tired and wanted to go out for a walk alone, when she came back, maybe the two of them could sit down calmly and face some things, it's time to have It's broken.

On August 27th, Xizao found a pocket watch that had been parked for a long time, replaced it with a new battery, asked a shoe repairman to repair the gap on the backpack, sent the goldfish to the pet shop, and brought a charged mobile phone and For the balance of bank, bank, and card, turn off the water, electricity, gas, and lock the doors and windows.

She set off.

At the end of August, the plane flew over the busy city and Shanghai under the scorching sun.

☆, extra

Although it is not cold in winter in a small southern city, you can still feel the unexpected coolness when you walk on the street.After autumn and winter, in the south, there is a huge contrast between indoor and outdoor temperatures. Without the heating equipment in the north, people during the holidays can only lazily nest in warm quilts, watching the sunny day of more than 20 degrees outside the window, Unwilling to move.After a few times of procrastination and hesitation, the rare weekend passed like this.

The jujube holiday is nearly two months.

Today, it was still ten o'clock in the morning, and the disheveled woman finally got up from the bed slowly, put on a coat that was much shorter than her pajamas, and walked towards the sink.Looking at myself in the mirror who was yawning all over the place, with out-of-focus eyes, pale face, eyebrows that hadn’t been trimmed for a long time, and hair tied up indiscriminately, Zazao made an ugly grimace at the mirror deeply, and was caught in the mirror again. The monster stuck out its tongue in fright.After sweeping the toothbrush back and forth in the mouth for a long time, the numb Zizao realized that there was no foam in the mouth. Looking down, the paste that was originally attached to the brush head fell into the pool platform at some point, a small piece of light blue translucent It struggled to grab onto the smooth and wet ceramics, but the gravity pulled its body violently, making it hang precariously on the edge of the pool.Sprinkle fresh toothpaste on the jujube, turn on the water valve casually, and the dirt attached to the tank is washed away by the water in an instant, and disappears into the dark pipe.

"Mom, what's the date today?"

Xi Zao wiped her wet hair and shouted to the figure nestled on the sofa.

There was no response, Xizao raised his voice and shouted again.

"mom!"

"31."

The mother didn't turn her head to look at Xizao, she kept focusing on the brightly colored and flickering screen in front of her, and refused to blink her fixed eyes.

"Where's Dad?"

"I went shopping for vegetables. There is porridge in the kitchen, so I'll serve it myself."

Mother still didn't look at the jujube.

"I do not want to eat."

Xizao was disgusted by the monster in the mirror just now, and felt a little nauseous.She looked at the warm sun shining high on the balcony, sighed, and shuffled back to the bedroom.

The two-month vacation has been wasted for a month, it's time to cheer up, but I want to return to thinking, Xizao is still lying in bed staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"It's time to eat."

Father knocked on the door for the third time, and Xizao, who was hiding under the blanket, had to get up.

Despite Xizao's repeated dissuasion on weekdays, the father at the dinner table will still put a large amount of meat into the Xizao bowl, and Xizao will always secretly stuff most of it into the mother's bowl.This day was no different from usual, my mother was still standing by the extremely lengthy spy war drama and refused to leave, my father was standing at the dining table watching his mother Cui Sanqiu Si, Xi Zao took advantage of his father's inattention, and sneaked into his mother's steaming bowl Spoon a few spoonfuls of steamed pork ribs in, and then hastily cover it with rice.

After lunch, Xizao wiped his mouth clean, and hid under the quilt to watch Kangxi all afternoon. After one episode after another, Xizao's hard-working afternoon passed by in the blink of an eye.

Xizao, who was bored under the blanket, finally lifted the blanket because the iPad in his hand was out of battery.She raised her head and looked out the window, the bright sunlight was replaced by the dark sunset at some point, and the nearby houses were already brightly lit.Xizao was a little hungry, she got up and was going to go out to ask her father if dinner was ready.However, Xizao quickly noticed the rice bowl on the desk, which was full of food. It turned out that his father had urged Xizao long ago, but Xizao had been obsessed with the wonderful interaction between Xiao S and a certain guest, and refused to come out. I can only bring dinner to Xizao's room.

"Eat it while it's hot!"

Before closing the door, my father seemed to be shouting at Xizao's arched bed.

Xizao thought about it a little now, and suddenly felt a little unbelievable.I obviously didn't hear it at the time, but afterwards I was sure that someone seemed to have called her.Xizao suddenly remembered the gossip in the show just now, and couldn't help but shudder.

The food has long been cold, and the dishes in the corner are lying dying in the oily soup, which is sticky and lacks the fresh color when it comes out of the pan.The appearance is not very good, but this does not hinder the appetite of jujube.She sat cross-legged on the bed, spooned the meat and rice into her mouth, and finally ate her favorite vegetables and tofu.

After a deep burp, Xizao finally felt much more comfortable with his cramped stomach.She opened the door with a clean empty bowl.

"mom!"

The loud and clear voice pierced through several large dark rooms, but there was no response.Xizao subconsciously turned on the switch next to her, the dining room was suddenly bright, and the dining table was clean, except for a soup pot and a spoon on it.Xizao looked at the quiet TV hanging on the wall of the living room, turned around and walked to the dining table, opened the lid of the pot, and spooned a bowl of bone soup for himself.Fortunately, the soup was still warm. Xizao stood by the table and poured the clear soup in the bowl into his throat, then brought the soup pot and bowl back to the kitchen.

My father must have gone for a walk in the community with my mother, and I won't be back for a while.

Zizao wiped off her wet hands, looking at the scattered clothes on the dark balcony blown by the sea wind, three or two clothes hangers creaked in the wind.Rolling his eyes, he ran back to the room and took out a box of Seven Stars and a lighter hidden in the suitcase, and quickly threw himself onto the deck chair by the balcony.

The illusory smoke that was swallowed and exhaled dissipated with the wind, Xi Zao took a deep breath of the green smoke curling up from between his fingers, and breathed a beautiful sigh of relief.I haven't felt this comfortable in a long time.Zizao arched his waist like a sleepy black cat at night, squinting his eyes and stretching lazily.The scattered lights of the huge high-rise residential buildings in front of me fainted little by little from Xizao's wet eyes, like small flowers that were vague but glowing, hazy and untouchable.Xizao wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes due to sleepiness, and stared at the two high-rise buildings in front of her in a daze. She didn't know whether she was looking at the lights of each household in the high-rise buildings, or the bay of stars floating between the buildings. .The fiery red flowers burning between the fingers withered slowly, turned into ashes and scattered all over the body, but Xizao was unconscious.

Ever since Xizao left this small town to study in the north at the age of 17, she has lost the feeling of being called home. On the huge high-rise buildings in the distance, the lights of thousands of families gather here, stay here, guard, and fill the original cold And the empty body, sleepless.Those bright lights are different, the pale incandescent lamp, the dim yellow of the floor lamp, the red, green and blue of the night light. Because of the difference in brightness and texture, the light of each household presents a different color, and the difference may be small and gradually subtle. But they can still be distinguished.

It's just that none of these colorful lamps are turned on for Xizao, and none of them belong to Xizao.Even the huge brick box that Xizao was in at this time, Xizao never called it home.

The original home collapsed as early as Xizao’s first semester of college. All the familiar smells, furniture, utensils, and walls of the old home had dissipated, moved, discarded, and repainted two years ago.The current 100-square-meter space belongs to a temporary tenant from the north.

On Xizao's first winter vacation when he returned to the small town from college, his old home was long gone.Xizao still remembers that the night before she went north alone, she carefully wrapped the yellow bear that had been with her for eight years and hid it in the closet.But only half a year later, not only did the family move, but the little bear was also thrown into the trash by his father along with a pile of sundries from the old house.From then on, for unknown reasons, Xizao's 17-year memories of this small town and of his family were thrown into the messy pile of rubbish together with Little Bear.In Xi Zao's heart, that kind of thing called root was uprooted silently in the next few years, slowly but decisively.When Xizao realized this, it was already after she wandered through several northern cities.

Xizao has almost no feeling for the cities she has been to. For four years in college, the city she has lived in is as close to the sea as her hometown. Batches come and go, endlessly, but I can't feel the uniqueness of this city.But other places, other places where Xizao has traveled, such as Beijing, are bustling and noisy, more like a melting pot.In Tianjin, Xizao can no longer remember why she went to that city, except for a big iron clock near the train station, she can no longer find any clear impression about it.Even Xi'an, where Xizao insisted on going, left Xizao with endless disappointment in the end. Xizao still remembers that in the underground passage of the Bell and Drum Tower, there were all kinds of pungent smells, sweat, and body odor, which came from Hui people. The spicy street food and the smell of public toilets mixed together to form an inexplicable stench. An idiot stood in the crowd, dragging a dirty sack and swearing. Xi Zao looked at the rough man who kept approaching in front of him. His body is full of female nudes and tattoos of genitalia.Xizao fled in fright and frantically ran out of the street. At that moment, she suddenly felt that even the unpleasant car exhaust wafting from the congested road was extremely sweet.Perhaps the only good memory left to Xizao by this central city in the Northwest is that at dusk, she spent two hours riding a bicycle around the small half of Xi'an on the ancient city wall. .

Until one day, during the same vacation, Xi Zao was wandering in this familiar small city. She suddenly felt that this city where she had lived for more than ten years was very strange. The same streets, the same squares, the same schools, the same neighborhoods, But for some reason, Xizao couldn’t find the original feeling. Thinking about it carefully, Xizao suddenly remembered that the street was still the original street, but in the bustling business district, there were many more buildings, the shops facing the street were either demolished or moved, and the square It is still the original square, but the old banyan tree was blown away by the typhoon, the newspaper stand from when I was a child is gone, and the dilapidated glass vault and small stage on the east side of the square have been repaired at some point.The school is still the same school, but the year Xizao graduated, everyone moved to the new campus on the outskirts of the city, and now the original high school has become the junior high school that Xizao had five years ago.The community is still the same as before, but the once bustling place has become extremely cold, the old residents have all moved out, and this area has become a cluster of idle tenants.

Xizao doesn't know how to dispel the feeling of disobedience to this city in his heart. This feeling is getting stronger every year. Now, Xizao often walks on the street, looking at the dark and thin locals, spitting at will , throwing garbage everywhere, and speaks fluent local dialect, which is always intentionally or unintentionally mixed with three or two unpleasant swear words, Xizao always feels that they are like a group of wild animals with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks.Now Xizao speaks with a square and round northern accent, coupled with her pale skin, Xizao is incompatible with the native people in the small town.Even my mother's colleagues said Xizao was not like a local.

A local, until Xizao heard the words relayed to him by his mother, Xizao finally realized where the strong sense of rejection and disobedience towards the city came from.At some point, Xizao began to use the word "local" to distinguish her from the people in this city. Xizao thought she was a foreigner, but she didn't realize that she had also been attracted by this city. Hai has been raised in Xiaocheng for more than ten years. Even if Xizao was not born here, and even if she has a little knowledge of the dialect of Xiaocheng, she can still be regarded as a qualified local!

But just when Xizao realized that she had started to make unprecedented comments about this small town, she already knew that the city where she was born and raised had long been reduced to a dispensable city, a city she could not have. A city that could be judged like a tourist, without a shred of shame, a city that, like the few cities she had traveled before, no longer had any sense of intimacy. The sense of belonging 17 years ago has completely disappeared, and Xizao is now like a traveler passing by in a hurry. It is impossible for her to find the sense of belonging she lost during the complicated journey. In the cities she has been to, she feels that there is no difference between those cities. They seem to be like several areas in a city. There are both prosperous areas and poor areas. There are ordinary places and some brilliant places. And Zizao is like a consumer. After spending time, money, and so-called special commodities in the first district, no matter whether she enjoys herself or not, she still goes to the next destination aimlessly, even if she knows the next destination. The place probably wouldn't have what she was looking for either.But sadly, the small town that raised her has also joined the army of commodities consumed by Zizao.

Before entering university, Xizao was a very timid person. She had never even been out of the province, so before the age of 17, she was apprehensive whenever she came to a strange city, because it was not a place she was familiar with.She was afraid that in an unaccompanied city, she would meet bad people who would abduct her, and she would be helpless and afraid of any misfortune she encountered, because no one would help her there.So she always hides behind her mother at a loss, holding her warm hands and shuttling through the flow of people going against or going against each other. The strange faces make her uneasy, and the indifferent traffic lights make her afraid. An eerie noise made her nervous.Even looking for the way with passers-by, Xizao has to spend a long time in her heart to build up. She doesn't like strangers, and she doesn't like to chat with them.

But after college, everything changed.With her parents not around, Xizao can only rely on herself.Now Xizao is used to sitting alone in different vehicles, watching different scenery speeding by outside the window.Travel alone, to those cities where others are tired of living.A person dragging luggage, pulling pedestrians to ask the location of the hotel, wandering alone in unfamiliar streets and alleys, looking at the noisy and trivial life in a city.Taking pictures alone to record my ordinary youth.These natural and easy things, I don't know why Xi Zao was so afraid before, probably because of the fear of the unknown, but after experiencing it, everything has become normal.

The sharp and childish shouts and shouts awaken Xizao from deep memories. Looking down from a height, in the empty community, several children are running fast in the small quiet square. A vague shadow flashed past, leaving behind the echo of loud laughter and screams and above the huge community.

Xizao looked at the shadow dancing in the night in the distance, smiled and brushed off the ashes attached to his body, those sentimental feelings about the past quietly passed from the bottom of his heart, as if Xizao from ten years ago was also with the gang downstairs. Just like a child, chasing, playing, screaming, turning around, sweating in the open field, no matter how crazy, this land will smile and tolerate all the mistakes of youth. At that time, Xizao really realized that The roots in her heart are firmly extending to the depths of this soft soil. During this gradual process, Xizao has gained a sense of security that she did not understand properly at the time.But now, when she grows up and fully understands the so-called sense of security, the feeling she had when she was a child has disappeared inexplicably, and it has disappeared so completely.

It is impossible for Xizao to retrieve what she lost from this city, and she doesn't want to wait at the spot without doing anything, looking for what she left behind. She just wants to go to another strange place, and from there she will go Find it bit by bit, slowly accumulating.So Xizao is doomed for this life, and with her gradually mature wings, she will go to a foreign country, and this city will only get farther and farther away from her.Every time, my mother complained about why Xizao held the chopsticks so high, Xizao just smiled, but the loss in her heart grew endlessly.Jujube doesn't know why.People always think that those things that accompany them are repeated every day, so common that they are dispensable, but once they are lost, people are used to missing them, lamenting and looking forward to them. They don't understand why they didn't know how to cherish them at that time. There are very few things in this world where you can find what you lost and find it again.

Reality is always inferior to stories. Here, sorrow and loss are always ahead of joy and gratitude.

Xizao felt that he was like a member of the bustling crowd at the stage, and the various performances on the stage were like scenes emerging on the movie screen, with a lot of emotion, but after the curtain call, the rest was nothing but peace .Other people's stories, other people's lives, and other people's stage have nothing to do with me. After reading the story, people go to the building.

The intermittent yelling downstairs ended at some point, and the empty square was dark and deserted.The wind blew, and the thin ropes swayed on the flickering street lamps, beating the hollow lampposts, making tinkling sounds. Xizao suddenly thought of the national flag poles standing in the playground of the campus. Every time the wind blows, the slender The national flag pole will also make such a crisp sound.

Above the city, the colorful neon lights are like a regular snake hovering around the huge and clumsy billboards on the top of the building. The rolling billboards and the jungle with huge signs, also because of the flashing neon lines, those monotonous light colors Finally, there are some unexpected embellishments in the sky. The city in the distance is extraordinary, but the bay sandwiched between the buildings with stars and moons is slightly inferior and dull.In the night sky, the crescent moon is indifferent. Perhaps people in the electrical age have forgotten that the soft light from another planet still shrouds this sleepless city like day, eternally.

The wind blows, and the faint salty smell swarms in with the sea breeze like a tide, dissipating the coldness, silence, and gloom in the room.

Bang, there was a loud noise in the airy bedroom, the turbulent air slammed into the fragile wooden door, and the bedroom was tightly closed.

At the gate, the collision, friction, rotation of keys, and the familiar rustling of words.

Xi Zao took a deep breath, the smoke between his fingers fell to the high-rise building, and the red light of the stars was instantly swallowed by the darkness, and the last few strands of smoke dispersed with the wind, leaving no trace, leaving only the fading tobacco smell around.Xizao glanced at the glorious city in the distance, then turned and walked towards the bedroom.

At night, the lights of the city flicker on and off.Jujube will continue tomorrow.

(End of first volume)

The author has something to say: almost 19 years have passed between Xizao at the age of 29 and Xizao at the age of 10. I wonder if you have seen the similarities and differences between the two people over the years, or know her better.

The second volume will be released on May 5st, and the new volume will have two more chapters, continuing the style of the previous two articles. The second volume begins with Xizao appearing as No.1. Forgive the slow hand speed of the sunrise. In the first chapter, I It can be coded for three or four days... If there is no manuscript, I will try to update it every other day, and maybe double update when I have time on weekends.

Finally, I wish everyone a happy May Day, have a good rest and relax! (^○^)