REMIX

In the dark, I took out the key and opened the door, only to find that Xia Jie had already fallen asleep, and the lights in the room were dark.

The size of the room is small, and the furniture that can be touched by raising your hands and feet is not dangerous. I walked to the bathroom intuitively and turned on the dim night light in the corridor. The area it can illuminate is very limited, the walls and the feet Like a layer of dust.

"Hey...? Are you back?" She was woken up after she was asleep, and called me in the back room in a daze.

"Why did you go to bed so early today and feel unwell?" I asked her while hanging my bag on the hanger, and barely looked at the watch on the wall by the light.

It's not too late, but it's not too early, and I can read a book for a while.

——Why do I feel like I had a dream tonight?

"It's okay, go to bed early if you feel a little tired." She reminded, "Take a shower and go to sleep, it's been a bit cold in the past two nights, if you feel cold, go get a blanket under the big wardrobe."

"it is good."

After speaking, she fell asleep quietly, as if within a few seconds.

I turned my head and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After taking a shower, I felt my stomach was empty and the fire was burning. I picked up two cold custard buns from the dining table and stuffed them into my mouth. With the dry towel on my head, I went back to the room and closed the door.

Earphones were hanging around my neck, and the night wind blew the tree shadows outside the window. The reference book on the table was spread out for more than ten minutes, and I didn't read the three lines.

Bewitched.

In the end, I filled two pages of lyrics on the draft paper, and couldn't sit still anymore, so I went to the full-length mirror to take a picture of myself.

Really nothing to see.

I can't figure out who I look like, and I can't even remember whether my biological parents are tall, short, fat, or thin, round or flat.

But why are some people so beautiful?

My nose was almost on the mirror. Looking at the freckles that have subsided in the past two years, the bridge of my nose is quite bearable, which is worthy of praise; my hair was cut by a new girl from the barber shop, and the pinches on my forehead are like being cut by a new girl. It was like being torn apart, and Li Qianlan laughed so hard that a new stubble grew out.

All in all, I'm not conceited enough to give a high score.

It would be better to say that I have been living in the gap between people, accepting the reality frankly, and never questioning or resisting this "injustice" - it is fair.

But when I have a clear vision of a certain person or a certain type of role, it's a different matter.

I won't tell anyone what happened today.

The next morning, my alarm clock rang countless times and no one helped me to press it. I put on my slippers and ran out of the room to see that Xia Jie was still lying on the bed.

She hugged the quilt and curled up into a silkworm chrysalis, leaving only her long hair tangled on the pillow. I poked her for a long time before slowly emerging from the quilt. Her face was not white and red, but the other way around.

I reached out and touched her forehead again, it was as hot as a dry pot.

She looked at me apologetically.I looked down at her, never expecting that Ms. Xia Jie, who was able to beat up three hooligans alone on this street, would show such a pitiful expression.

I sighed, and went to the drawer to take a thermometer for her to measure, while quickly going through the plan for the day in my mind, removing a few redundant options, and I could not rule out the suspicion of sneaking away for selfish reasons.

——I don't think I need to go to class today.

When I turned around and left, I saw that she wanted to grab my hand, but she didn't, so I went to the living room to find a landline and called the head teacher to ask for leave.

The teacher's tone is gentle, but he is not interested in asking more questions. There are all the noisy human voices in the morning reading, which reminds me of the movement of fried dough sticks in the pot.

I ran downstairs and bought millet porridge and fried buns at the nearby breakfast stand. Xia Jie still held a thermometer under his arm, took two sips and complained that a bird had faded out of his mouth. I wanted to eat fried eggs and ham in the morning. , but also put tomato sauce.

I didn't argue too much, just let her go to the kitchen and finish it.

I don't know if all the female compatriots in the world are like this, there is a magic power that makes others willing to meet their requirements, but I dare say that I am probably the only one who is willing to serve like this.

Thanks to the well-trained plate serving at the bar, I sat down on the edge of the bed holding the plate of soup and water with one hand, took the thermometer with the other hand and looked at it against the light, it was 39 degrees.

"You take the medicine later and go to sleep, I'll look after the store for you." I used a fork to divide a piece of ham into my mouth, and handed her a tissue to wipe off the red ketchup on the corner of her mouth.

While she was eating, she suddenly put down her chopsticks and pretended to stare at me deeply, which made me feel uncomfortable. I was wearing a vest just now when I was running upstairs and downstairs, and the hairs on my arms were standing up. "how……?"

She curled her mouth, and inserted a chopstick into the fried egg with hatred, her heart dripped out.

"My son...behind me and secretly grew up to be a good man!" She mumbled, chewing something in her mouth, "There is no defense at all...I can't accept it, and he will be a cabbage to other people in the near future... ...Huh? Thinking about it, I'm a little excited..."

I thought she was going to announce some major decision: "This lady is bedridden and in a tossing mood. Don't be too dramatic."

"Someone's cabbage is raised by someone else, so don't worry about it." After I finished speaking, I realized that I had so consciously integrated myself into the role of "the pig who hugged the cabbage", and I felt a little melancholy.

"If you have a girlfriend in the future, don't let me go."

"Yeah." First of all, I want to be able to like women.

"It doesn't matter if you look better than me, you can tolerate it, um, but you can't have a worse temper than me, if you bully you, then..."

"Mom, I'll call 120 if you don't sleep anymore."

She quickly folded the towels for wiping her hands and face and threw them on the plate, plunged her head into the quilt, and waved at me sullenly, "Being filial in front of the bed is for my mother's heart, let's go."

I didn't say anything more, I tucked in the corners of the quilt scattered beside the bed, and went out with the plate.

I'm still a little unaccustomed to not going to school, which frees up a lot of time.

I sat in the store all morning and sold a few sticks of cigarettes and some daily necessities. The business of this kind of store has never been salty. I remembered that when I was eight or nine years old, I moved a small bench and sat at the door to do my homework. Forget to tease me, watching me climb up to the high shelf to get things, I find it very interesting.

This day is as swift as a river, with a gurgling surface, and no one knows where it will go.

After 11:30, I wanted to call Xia Jie and ask her if she was awake. If I wanted something to eat at noon, I bought it and took it home. I locked the store for a while and took a lunch break. It doesn’t matter if I sleep at home for an hour.

I pulled out the receiver with one hand and was about to make a call, when suddenly there was a loud explosion in the back street.

The sound made the pedestrians on the street stop, and the peddlers at the opposite door got up one after another. I saw a few people who had just run back from the street. Looking from a distance, the place where the smoke was coming from was in the direction of my house.

I stood there holding the phone for a while, then dropped the receiver and ran home.