Xingchuan

During the Spring Festival holiday five years ago, Linjiang was not as cold as it is now.

After hanging out with Li Xingchuan for half a semester, Ling Yi faced separation from him for the first time.It was the first time that he didn't look forward to the Spring Festival so much, one was because of Li Xingchuan, and the other was because he wanted to see Yang Bin again.

The day before leaving Linjiang, Xingchuan drove up the mountain with others, and his mobile phone had no signal for a whole day, and only received three messages when he went down the mountain.

"Xingchuan, are you in the dormitory? The motorcycle gloves I bought for you have arrived. If you are here, I will take them now." This was distributed at ten o'clock in the morning.

In the middle, he called Li Xingchuan, but he didn't get through.

The second one was distributed in the afternoon: "Have you forgotten my car at three o'clock in the afternoon? The gloves are placed downstairs with Aunt Sun, remember to get them, and remember to wear them."

Three o'clock in the afternoon: "I'm in the car, see you in the next year."

The sky is full of red clouds in the distance, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the mountains through the clouds.It was obviously a moment of relaxation and joy, but Li Xingchuan was sitting in the car, his right foot braked to the ground, and his brows were so wrinkled that he could pinch a fly to death.

"Xingchuan, stop playing with your phone, let's go." Cheyou waved to him.

The front and rear engines roared, and dust was flying all around.Li Xingchuan put away his mobile phone, put down the shield of his helmet, and rode forward without saying a word.

It was getting dark after going down the mountain, and the people in the team proposed to have a dinner together, and found a nearby shop for kebabs.The decoration of the store is not bad, and the facade is not big, but the owner and his wife are very enthusiastic, and the roasted eggplant is even more delicious.

It was meal time, and the shop was full of people.Li Xingchuan usually doesn't speak much, and he was even more silent tonight, looking out of place in such an environment.Halfway through the meal, everyone was chatting and laughing, and the car friend sitting next to him hugged him on the shoulder, "Xingchuan, what are you thinking, I have a lot on my mind."

"It's nothing."

"He also said it was nothing. You ran so cool today and still have a straight face. You are not in this state usually."

There were a dozen plates, large and small, in front of them. Everyone was holding their chopsticks very frequently, and they were also smoking very densely. The air was filled with a mixture of cumin and smoke.Someone unfamiliar handed a cigarette to Li Xingchuan, "Dude, how about one?"

"Thanks, I don't smoke." Li Xingchuan picked up his phone and got up, "I'll make a call back."

The weather is cold, the air outside is foggy, and the tables outside the house have become decorations.He walked to the place between the restaurant and the small shop next door, leaning against the wall, with his back slightly arched.Apart from the thin poles of the street lamps, there is only his long and slender shadow on the road.

After ten or so rings, the other side answered: "Xingchuan?" It seemed very surprised.

Li Xingchuan frowned: "What are you doing?"

"Wait for me," Ling Yi's voice was lowered, "I'll find a place where I can talk."

I don't know why, when I heard this voice, the pungent anger from the smoke just now calmed down instantly.Li Xingchuan didn't say a word, he leaned against the wall and remained motionless, surprisingly patient.

Then there was the sound of footsteps and closing doors, not loud.Ling Yi coughed lightly and sniffed: "I thought you wouldn't call me tonight, have you eaten yet?"

"Ah."

"Eat at home?"

"Outside."

"Who did you eat with?"

"You check the post."

In stark contrast to Ling Yi's was Li Xingchuan's voice, which was lazy, deep, careless, and slightly impatient.

"Then I won't say it, you say it." Ling Yi seemed to be a little unmotivated and sleepy.

Li Xingchuan paused for a while, then asked, "Are you sick?"

"No, it's rhinitis again. Yang Bin always smokes at home."

The root of the disease lies in Yang Bin, not in smoking.

There was the sound of the quilt rubbing against each other, as if turning over.Li Xingchuan's ears itched slightly, he narrowed his eyes and saw a cigarette butt on the ground, he stepped on it without making a sound.

After a while, Ling Yi still couldn't help asking: "Who did you eat with this afternoon?"

The voice was a little shallower than before, as if afraid of disturbing someone.

"Cheyou." Li Xingchuan finally let go.

"It turned out to be a car friend." His voice suddenly turned into a smile, as if he was relieved, "You are not going into the mountains today, it's so cold. By the way, did you get the gloves? Have you tried them? If it doesn't fit, I'll change it if it doesn't fit."

"How can I change after the holidays?"

"That's right. After seven days, it seems that you can't change it. What should I do? Have you tried it?"

"No."

"Why don't you try it, don't you like it?"

The night sky is like a black umbrella covering people's heads.Pedestrians around were in twos and threes, all of them with their hands down and their heads in a hurry, only Li Xingchuan held up his cell phone with one hand in his pocket, and because he had said a lot, the white mist around his cheeks did not dissipate.

"Don't you like it?" Ling Yi asked again.

"Well," he said blankly, "I don't like it."

As expected, there was silence on the phone.After a long while, Ling Yi asked: "What don't you like, the appearance is still the color, and I still think it's too cheap."

"None of them."

Ling Yi finally stopped talking completely.

But Li Xingchuan's mood improved a lot.He switched to holding the phone in his left hand, put his almost frozen right hand into his trouser pocket, and kicked the cigarette butt far away under his feet, "because the people who buy it are annoying."

"Me?" Ling Yi was stunned.

"Who else but you?"

"What's wrong with me... I'm annoying you again?" So wronged.

"What do you mean by what you said in the afternoon? What do you mean I forgot your car at three o'clock? Why do I remember it?"

The fuse was on the microstrip complaining text message.

"But I told you the day before yesterday," Ling Yi argued in a low voice, "I said I would leave at three o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, and asked if you would drop me off, and you hummed."

"Who is it?"

"You, it's you."

Li Xingchuan's eyebrows tightened: "I have no impression."

"Who knows what you were thinking at that time." Hearing his tolerance, Ling Yi's complaints became a little bit higher, "Anyway, you always don't pay attention to what I say, and you can remember what others ask you to bring back to the dormitory firmly."

"What do I remember?"

"Your roommate asked you to bring meals and materials, which time do you not remember?"

"They were text messages."

"Oh, then next time I'll send a text message and leave evidence, and we'll see how you can still rely on it then."

Li Xingchuan snorted softly in his nasal cavity, his tone was relaxed, but he sounded cold: "Haven't you posted enough?"

"You think I'm bored?"

"What do you say?"

"Then I won't post it in the future."

"Do you like hair or not?"

"I really won't post..."

As soon as I said this, the proprietress of the barbecue shop came out with a large stainless steel basin to pour hot water. She saw him leaning in a corner and making a phone call. She only glanced at him and smiled and said, "Talking on the phone with your girlfriend? Why don't you go inside Tell me, it's cold outside."

Li Xingchuan stopped and didn't answer.

He poured out the full basin of water with a splash, and the proprietress groaned in fear: "It almost splashed on your car! Look at your row of cars, they are red, blue and black. It's cool to stop at the door of our shop." prestige."

Ling Yi asked at the other end: "Who is talking?"

"Restaurant owner."

"You haven't gone back yet."

"Take care of me?"

"No," how dare you, who dares to care about you Li Xingchuan, "I was just thinking..."

Hearing his hesitation, Li Xingchuan was displeased: "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking that you didn't go back, so why did you say you didn't like the gloves?"

"..." Li Xingchuan had nothing to say this time.

"Xingchuan," Ling Yi smiled, "you are so cute."

Li Xingchuan frowned tightly, ignoring his nonsense.

"Wait for me a little longer, I'll turn off the light." Ling Yi got off the bed with a rustle.

Then it was really quiet for a while.Li Xingchuan's coat was still in the room, and he only had a sweater on his body. After ten minutes or so, he was almost freezing.But he didn't rush, just listened in silence.

There is no heating in my hometown, so I can only rely on electric blankets. After retracting to the bed again, Ling Yi shivered and sneezed again.

"Go out and live when it's cold." Li Xingchuan said flatly.

"There's no reason to go out to live during Chinese New Year," Ling Yi whispered, "My mother is still at home, and it would be a waste of money to talk about going out to live."

"Then turn on the air conditioner."

"The air conditioner just broke down, and now the statutory holidays will cost double the maintenance appointment, so we might as well wait until the holidays are over before repairing it."

The more Li Xingchuan listened, the more angry he became, and he was too lazy to continue the chat. Ling Yi paused and continued: "If you can come, I have a reason to go out. If you come, my mother will definitely agree to my going out."

His tone was tentative, and he didn't know how long he had been planning in his heart.Even though I know it's impossible, I still want to try my best.

"Do you think it's possible? This is winter vacation, not summer vacation." Li Xingchuan also had to accompany his family.

Ling Yi flinched immediately: "I'm just joking."

The proprietress came out and went in, and she had to take a look here every time.Li Xingchuan moved his body slowly, his hands and feet were already stiff.

"Then I'll go back to you in the third grade of junior high school. I told my mother that I would help the teacher organize an art exhibition, and my mother immediately agreed."

"as you like."

Li Xingchuan didn't know why three words popped up in his heart: liar.

But the phrase "what spirit" has always been used to describe outstanding appearance or intelligence, such as vixen, evil spirit, and troublemaker.Obviously, Ling Yi has nothing to do with anyone, neither good-looking nor smart.

"Then I'll buy a ticket for the third day of junior high school. Don't go to bed too early on New Year's Eve. I'll call you after the firecrackers are set off, maybe around 12:[-]."

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing to do, just talk on the phone. Before setting off the firecrackers, I have to accompany my mother, and I can only call when she is asleep."

"Why does she sleep so late?"

"People who believe in Buddhism must observe the New Year's Eve."

The net is some meaningless topics.

Li Xingchuan changed hands a total of three times. When everyone inside had finished eating and he hadn't entered yet, the car friend directly brought out the clothes for him, "Xingchuan, Xingchuan? Why are you here? Your phone has been busy all the time. If it weren't for your clothes, I would have thought you were gone!"

Ling Yi heard it, and said reluctantly, "You're going to die."

Li Xingchuan hummed.

"Let's call again tomorrow night, I'll call you, I just changed the local package today."

The rider urged him again, but Li Xingchuan remained silent.Before hanging up, he said: "Remember to stay away from Yang Bin."

Ling Yi paused slightly, and whispered, "Understood."

After hanging up the phone, Li Xingchuan went straight back to the dormitory to get his gloves, and then turned around and went home.

A week is gone in a blink of an eye, and people from the Li family come to pay New Year's greetings every day, and they are not afraid of bad influence.He was so upset that he was out four out of seven days, either repairing cars or running mountains.Li Wei doesn't care about him, after all, as a professor, she still has a lot of places to move around at the end of the year.

On New Year's Eve, the whole family had an early reunion dinner.The programs on TV became more and more boring, and Li Xingchuan was not interested.He took out his mobile phone, silently checked the news of the tutor group and the class group, followed the trend and sent a few red envelopes.

At the end of the page, I started to look through the chat records between him and Ling Yi.

He didn't give Ling Yi the top.Ling Yi mentioned it, but he ignored it, and Ling Yi didn't ask for it anymore.

Eight out of ten sentences in the chat log were sent by Ling Yi.

"Xingchuan, I just ate a worm in the cafeteria, here."

"Xingchuan, watch this video quickly, the number one male is Si Yun! Who is the girl who plays with him, and is it also from your school?"

"Xingchuan, I met your tutor outside your school just now, he seems to have drunk too much."

Looking down one by one, they are all small and trivial words.From Li Xingchuan's life to his roommates, tutors, and school, Ling Yi has everything he doesn't want to talk about, or who he doesn't know well.On the contrary, Li Xingchuan knew nothing about Ling Yi.He has never been to Ling Yi's dormitory, and he is not interested in knowing the names of his roommate and mentor.

"Xingchuan, why do you keep swiping your phone? Eat some cherries." Li Wei sat down.

Li Xingchuan responded without looking up.The next moment, the phone vibrated, and Ling Yi's name jumped on the screen.

He stood up and walked to the balcony, "What's the matter?", and closed the sliding door behind him.

There are still several hours left before the appointed time.

The call was connected, but no one spoke on the phone, only some faint noises, as if someone left the phone on the side of the road.

"Ling Yi, speak."

Still no one said anything.

Li Xingchuan frowned, took down the phone and took a look, and was sure it was connected. After waiting for another 2 minutes, it was still blank.

Those noises hit his heart.

Standing silently on the balcony for a while, he hung up the phone, then turned back to the room to dress and tidy up his things without hesitation for a second.

Nothing else, just a charging cable, wallet, ID and helmet.After collecting all his things, he went out to change his shoes, Li Wei chased after him and asked, "Where are you going again?"

He didn't turn his head back: "Siyun has gastroenteritis, I'll go to see him, and I won't be back at night."

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