Let go of the past

At the end of the last class in the afternoon, Li Ziqing went to the cafeteria to have dinner alone. Xiao Kaicheng finally became a daughter-in-law and turned into a regular monitor from temporary class. As a result, things became more and more, and occasionally he couldn't eat together anymore.

When the time came to late November, the cold dew fell at night, against the withered yellow leaves on the campus under the street lamps, the feeling of depression came out all at once.

Li Ziqing was walking towards the teaching building along the concrete road outside the playground. When a gust of cold wind came, he shrunk his neck and accelerated his pace a little.

"Li Ziqing." A call sounded next to his ear, and he turned his head to follow the sound, and saw Ji Bing walking by himself from under the shade of a tree by the side of the road obliquely ahead, his expression lost his usual smile, and unexpectedly showed a bit of seriousness and earnestness .

Li Ziqing stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

Ji Bing approached, thought for a moment, and asked, "I want to say a few words to you, is that okay?"

Li Ziqing looked at his burning eyes, retracted his words of refusal, turned his head to look at the running figure flashing past on the playground, turned to him and said: "Then go to the playground, this is not a place for talking." place."

The two walked into the playground side by side, and unexpectedly found that there were not many people, and there were still a few couples scattered in every corner, avoiding the sight of the teacher and the dean of students.

"What did you say?" Li Ziqing put his hand into the pocket of his school uniform, pulled the zipper of his jacket to the top, hid his chin in the collar, and couldn't help shivering.

"Is it cold?" Ji Bing noticed his subtle movements, turned his head to look at him, and reached out to touch his sleeve in a surprised tone: "Are you wearing too little?"

Li Ziqing realized what he wanted to do, stretched out his hand in a blocking gesture, and refused righteously: "Don't take off your coat for me, I'm not cold, you have something to say quickly."

Ji Bing chuckled, but the next moment he unzipped his school uniform, took off a loose cashmere cardigan he was wearing inside, and handed it to him, "It's not a jacket, take it."

Li Ziqing took over the cashmere sweater with the other person's body temperature in a daze, and was speechless when he realized, "...are you filming a TV series? It's not in the wild. If it's really cold, just go back to the classroom."

Ji Bing zipped up the school uniform, and was stunned by his words. His eyes were a little innocent and he said, "Hey, you are too strict, aren't you? Do you need so many tricks to be courteous?"

Li Ziqing had nothing to say, and the clothes in his hands were also a burden, so it was better to make the best use of them.Ji Bing was taller than him, and his clothes were one size too big. He put the cashmere sweater directly on his body, with the sleeves drooping on both sides. Ji Bing saw it and joked, "Are you playing Yang Guo?"

Li Ziqing then joked: "Then are you the eagle next to you?"

Ji Bing stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "...that should be an ice sculpture."

Li Ziqing burst into laughter, couldn't help but pushed his shoulder, and said with a smile, "I think it's a sand sculpture."

The two of them laughed together covering their bellies for a while, walked around the playground, and started the second lap, the smile on Ji Bing's face gradually faded, and he said abruptly: "Li Ziqing, I always listen to you sitting at the same table. said."

Li Ziqing turned to look at him, a strange emotion flashed in his eyes, and asked, "What?"

"That notebook is very important." Ji Bing turned his head to look at him, a smile reappeared on the corner of his mouth, but it made people feel inexplicably warm, "Also, your parents should have gone to one and never came back. where you came from."

The two stopped at the same time and stopped at the stand near the rostrum. The smile on Li Ziqing's face was completely suppressed, but his expression did not look angry. He lowered his head and kicked the unnecessary sand on the plastic runway for a long time. He said in a flat tone: "Yes, they left when I was very young and didn't even remember anything. So," he looked up at Ji Bing, pretending to smile relaxedly: "Actually, they didn't Too big a feeling. Some things don’t have the meaning of losing if they weren’t there in the first place.”

Ji Bing looked at him fixedly, and after a while, he raised his chin and said to him, "Go and sit on it for a while."

The two stepped on the concrete steps to the middle of the stands, sat down side by side, and looked down at the playground shrouded in night.Couples whispering in a remote place, runners gradually stop and start walking in circles, the night wind brings the sound of basketball hitting the rim, some people whistle and cheer, some people sigh in frustration, happiness and excitement, disappointment and sadness , every emotion can be directly and purely interpreted here, life like a blank sheet of paper, unusually tame, yet exceptionally beautiful.

Li Ziqing finally put on the cashmere sweater, although it was to prevent the sleeves from rubbing against the steps, Ji Bing watched him put the sleeves on, with a clear and shallow smile in his eyes.

"Alas." Li Ziqing seemed to have sensed something, sighed suddenly, and said in a serious tone: "Ji Bing, in fact, it's good that we are like friends who talk about everything, isn't it?"

Ji Bing shook his head with a smile, "Really?" He said, "But I never do these things with my friends."

Li Ziqing was speechless, with a helpless and regretful expression, Ji Bing saw it, changed the subject, and asked, "Do your parents love each other very much?"

"I told you I don't remember anything."

"I think it should be very much in love."

Li Ziqing looked up at him, wishing to hear more details written in his eyes, Ji Bing explained slowly: "Look, your name is Ziqing. Zi, it means you in ancient Chinese, and the homonym of Qing is Qing , This is to express that your parents have affection for each other, which means that they love each other very much."

"..." Li Ziqing paused for a few seconds, before hesitating, he still said, "...I didn't mean to throw cold water on you, but this name was actually chosen by my uncle."

"..." Ji Bing's embarrassing expression only appeared for a moment, and then he sighed helplessly. The real feeling in his tone made Li Ziqing feel sorry for him, "Can you let me finish the following?" His eyes were innocent and pure, "I have all the manuscripts ready."

Li Ziqing: "...please tell me."

"I mean, since your parents love each other, going to another world together is not too painful for them. Life is only a few decades, and one day we will go to that world too place, but if we can find someone who lives and dies in the same bed, even death will become less scary."

In the dark night, Li Ziqing looked down at the steps at his feet, his expression was unclear, but he didn't answer for a long time.

Ji Bing waited quietly like this for a while, but Li Ziqing got up suddenly and walked down the stands without looking back.

"Li Ziqing!" Ji Bing raised his voice behind him, the decisiveness in his tone caught people off guard: "You know what I'm talking about, give me a chance, okay?"

Li Ziqing walked forward for a certain distance, barely stopped at the last step, turned his head to look at him, "I still don't understand," he said with confusion and hesitation in his tone, "Why do you like Me? Someone like me—"

"There is only one person like you in the whole world." Ji Bing cut off his words, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he looked deeply into his eyes: "No matter how small and ordinary, no matter how ordinary, Li Ziqing is Li Ziqing." Clear." When he said this, he laughed first, and seemed to feel that the words were too hypocritical and idol drama, so he changed the subject: "At first, I couldn't figure out why I paid more and more attention to you. But there is no problem-solving process, How can I know the answer? If possible, I would like to do this proof question myself."