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On Monday, I slept until I woke up naturally, and ate Zuo Yan's fried pork, potato stewed beef, and winter melon pork rib soup.Thinking that his body smelled like meat, Si Ji went to take a bath again.When he was about to go out, he was carrying a backpack, but Zuo Yan grabbed his collar from behind.

"what's wrong?"

Si Ji shook his fluffy curly hair, checking his clothes up and down.The jeans and down jacket were clean, and the laces of the sneakers were well tied.Zuo Yan pursed his lips, and sniffed at the back of his neck: "It's nothing, it just smells good."

Si Ji was a little annoyed when the fact that he had deliberately dressed up was exposed, and asked what was wrong with using some of your perfume. Do you have any opinions?Zuo Yan said no, it's pretty good, where are you taking me to play today?When Si Ji mentioned this, he immediately became elated, and opened the door smartly: "One-day trip to Autumn City!"

Zuo Yan looked at him: "It sounds boring."

"Fart, it's very romantic when you hear it, okay?"

There are too many places to go, and it is difficult to stop without driving.The two of them rode the [-] rods that Si Ji had borrowed from the old Si the day before, and turned around several old streets.Today, God is a blessing, the wind is not strong, and the sun is warm, Si Ji dragged Zuo Yan's clothes and hummed a song all the way.

It's just that the timing is not right.At two or three o'clock in the afternoon on a working day, there are only a few small stalls on the old street, and a few passers-by are also in a hurry, and there is no usual noise at all.The two stopped and went, except that they were almost scratched by a kitten sleeping under the beading booth, and they didn't seem to encounter anything interesting at all.

Seeing Si Ji's annoyed expression, Zuo Yan leaned against the bicycle and bought him a bunch of candied haws.Si Jiyan took it over, thinking that Zuo Yan would comfort him; however, Zuo Yan only asked seriously: "Where is the romance that was promised?"

Si Ji forcefully said: "You don't understand, do you know that just the fact that two men go shopping by bicycle is already romantic enough."

"Isn't it stupid? To be honest, you are quite heavy." Zuo Yan rubbed his legs pretendingly while speaking.

"There is no lack of beauty in life, only the eyes to discover beauty." Si Ji kicked him while chewing hawthorn, then pointed to a withered sycamore tree by the street, "For example, look at the tree trunk, what beautiful wrinkles; and Bare branches, in two or three months it will sprout new shoots, as the old saying goes, when winter comes, can spring be far behind?"

The aunt who sells candied haws at the side interjected with a smile: "Winter has just begun, it's far away."

Zuo Yan laughed loudly, and stepped into the car: "Don't be poor, let's go, I'll take you to a really fun place."

After turning a few turns skillfully, the car stopped beside a low wall.The wall is about two meters high, and most of the cement on it has fallen off due to the wind and sun, exposing the gray-red bricks; under the wall is a desk with four legs of different lengths. .This place is sandwiched between two bungalows, and it is very hidden. Si Jile, locked the car and threw it aside, climbed onto the desk with a stretch of his feet, and said, "So you also know about this secret passage."

The back wall of Qiucheng Middle School, where Si Ji and his friends have climbed the walls countless times and successfully skipped classes.

For example, the World Cup that year, such as the many days when Shen Luoshen dragged her to the Internet cafe to play games and watch action movies.

It was also the junior high school that Zuo Yan had attended.

"Come up," Si Ji sat on the wall with his legs spread apart, looking down at Zuo Yan from a height.He tapped on the wall with his feet, and handfuls of ash fell down the wall.Zuo Yan pulled his ankle and stepped on the desk, which made him scream several times in fright.Holding his shoulders and falling to the ground first, Zuo Yan stretched out his hands and patted him, saying, "Jump, I'll follow you."

"I can't kill you." Si Ji smiled from ear to ear, and landed beside him very vigorously.This is the back door of the cafeteria of Qiucheng Middle School. There are several slop buckets piled up beside it. Fortunately, it is cold and tasteless. "It's been so many years, and I'm still so careless," Si Ji smacked his lips, "It's a good thing I wear perfume." Looking at Zuo Yan, he wanted to laugh again, so he pointed to an old one-story house next to him in time, and said, this place used to be like Is it a printing room?

"Yes," Zuo Yan said, "In the past, the school used ink to print the papers, and the teacher wrote them by hand. Some students liked the smell, and they could smell it for several minutes after handing it out."

Si Ji thought about it intently: "We seemed to use it for a year at that time, and we couldn't see each other after that... Hey, you are really old."

The two have very different memories of junior high school.The palm tree under the teaching building, Zuo Yan said, was accidentally lit by them during the New Year's Day party. The whole school students watched a free fireworks show at night;Zuo Yan said that at their party, the desks would be arranged in a circle, and the girls would go to the small market to buy a bunch of strange-shaped greeting cards two days in advance, choose the best one and give it to the boy they like, for fear that the other party would see them The light tubes will be covered with colorful ribbons, the windows will be covered with grilles, the performances will be completely random, and the way to select people is to pass the flowers by beating drums.Si Ji said that we are pretty much the same, but we can also hang wind chimes. There are several strings on the classroom door, like curtains.Zuo Yan looked at him strangely: "You don't know how to bend over?" Si Ji was stunned for a long time and then laughed: "You really caught me... Maybe it's more handsome to walk with your back straight? Pretending to be aggressive."

It wasn't time for get out of class to end, the two tried their best to pick a place where no one was around, and soon arrived at a grassy field beside the playground.In the distance, students from several classes were having physical education class, and the class closest to them was learning to do somersaults. A group of girls laughed loudly at a boy who would always fall out of the mat no matter how he flipped.Zuo Yan said, when we held a sports meeting, the broadcast would broadcast something like "The Spring Breeze Blows the War and the Drums Beat", how about you?Si Ji tried hard to remember for a long time before saying that I forgot... All my energy was focused on looking at the young boy's fresh body.

Zuo Yan squeezed his waist through his clothes, Si Ji jumped to hide, and soon came to the wall.His eyes lit up, and he said that the wall has been around for a long time. In the past, boys and girls liked to come here for dates, and everyone liked to engrave letters on it.

The beige paint surface was peeling off in sevens and eights, and almost the entire wall was carved with chalk tips, knives, nail scissors or other sharp objects.Si Ji exhaled hot air, rubbed his hands, muttered something in his mouth, and started to look for it on the wall.I don’t remember what day it was, but he also engraved his own name on it along with the crowd; it was just an abbreviation, SJ, and when he engraved it, he complained that the name given to him by the boss for a long time was too complicated.He recalled his actions at that time, and quickly found the two letters among the mottled ones.

"Come and see, come and see!" He greeted Zuo Yan.Zuo Yan squatted beside him, still smiling at first, but then stopped shortly; after a few seconds, he laughed softly again.

"What's wrong with you?" Si Ji grabbed his hand, his eyes still fixed on the wall, "Look at my name, there's a guy named... Lu Yan, he's so strong, and the engraving is so deep."

"Well, I have loved arm wrestling with people since I was in junior high school, and the strength is really great." Zuo Yan said.

Si Ji froze suddenly, and suddenly turned to look at him.The two were very close, so close that his hair lifted by the wind hit Zuo Yan's side face.

"Yes... your original surname is Lu, and Lu Yan is you..."

"Ah."

"So you set me down so early..."

"It's a mistake, it's obviously you who brought it to your door." Zuo Yan kissed his hair, "...don't cry, you'll get your face cracked."

"Well, don't cry."

Even so, Si Ji's eyes became more and more red.He raised his head and looked at the warm sun in the sky and the high and distant sky.He thought, the past can also be touched.

He turned around to touch those words again, and covered them together in his palm, as if the two of them could be entangled together for a long time.The young Zuo Yan once squatted on the same grass with him, writing his name innocently with his immature fingers.He would never have imagined that so many things would happen in the future, so heavy that he would lose his name.

If possible, he would have liked to have been born a few years earlier.On a rainy day, holding an umbrella, he waited for Zuo Yan at the school gate to finish his get out of class.Go home together, eat together, and ride a bicycle crookedly through the changing streets in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Sniffing his nose, tears still fell down his eyes, and soon he began to sob softly.He looked at Zuo Yan innocently, and said that I didn't want to, but I really couldn't control it.As he spoke, he tried his best to swallow and cry hiccups, looking so embarrassed and cute.Zuo Yan hugged him around his neck in a funny way, letting him bury him between his legs: "Keep your voice down, let those kids see where you put your face."

"Go, put it on your lap," Si Ji said in a piecemeal manner, "You are really dirty, comfort me and put my head under your crotch."

In fact, it is far away from the crotch.His nose was blocked, but the faint scent of Zuo Yan's body still drifted into his heart with the gradually biting north wind.That boy has passed through the barriers of the years, he has grown up; he is here, holding himself.