imaginary rival

The most amazing thing about people is that they will think at the first moment when their mind wandering ends, what was I thinking just now?

Generally can not remember.

Jiang Shiyu thought for a long time but couldn't remember what he was thinking before he was slapped back by the uncle sitting next to him. Apart from being at a loss, the only thing left in his ears was the uncle's apology.

"I'm sorry, I had a nightmare," the uncle said, without much apology in his tone, "Hey, I brought some dried fruit, can you have some?"

Jiang Shiyu shook his head, and continued to think about where his god had gone.

The phone in his pocket vibrated for a long time, Jiang Shiyu didn't intend to take it out to look at it, the uncle next to him stared at him for a while, and suddenly slapped Jiang Shiyu's arm again, this time harder than before It was much smaller that time, but it still made Jiang Shiyu click his tongue impatiently.

"The phone," said the uncle, "it's been shaking for a long time, don't you feel it?"

"I know," Jiang Shiyu said irritably, "I just..."

I just don't want to pick it up.

Then you mute or turn off the phone, what's the vibration, it's a waste of electricity.

Jiang Shiyu felt that he had guessed the uncle's thoughts in an instant, sighed helplessly, took out the phone, muted it, and put it in his pocket, without even looking at who was calling. Have you shocked the uncle next door who just had a nightmare?

But it must have shocked the little girl in the opposite seat. Within ten seconds, Jiang Shiyu felt that she looked at him four times, and finally leaned over the small table and whispered: "You also ran away from home?"

"Ah." Jiang Shiyu looked at her.

"I also ran away from home," the little girl pursed her lips, "Turn off your mobile phone, otherwise they will be able to find you by location, it will be very troublesome."

"...No need," Jiang Shiyu looked at her inexplicably, "I'm not."

"Oh," the little girl froze for a moment, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Shiyu nodded and didn't continue talking to her.

It was very noisy on the train, and it was even more noisy inside the station. When he finally dragged his suitcase and squeezed through the sea of ​​people and walked out of the station, a child suddenly plopped and knelt down in front of him. Jiang Shiyu didn't react, and almost plopped too Get down on your knees and give the child one too.

Subconsciously, she fumbled in her pocket with her hand, but she didn't bring a red envelope.

A woman next to him quickly picked up the child and apologized repeatedly. Jiang Shiyu watched the mother and child go away numbly, rubbed his ears, and felt that he had heard too many apologies today.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, all kinds of things, in the end these words fell into Jiang Shiyu's ears and turned into "It has already happened, I apologize to you, can you just pretend nothing happened?" Calm the past, if you can't, then there's nothing you can do about it."

Jiang Shiyu dragged his suitcase and found a smoking area. He leaned against the wall and before he had time to think about whether the pose was deep enough, he habitually took out his phone.

This habit made him stunned for two seconds before he realized that what he wanted to touch was a cigarette, not a mobile phone.

But the phone turned on at this time, and Jiang Shiyu saw the caller on it. He couldn't pretend to be asleep and couldn't answer the call. According to the time, he should be here by now. Mom called at this time to ask It is right to ask.

"Hello?" Jiang Shiyu connected the phone, took out the cigarette case with the other hand, shook out a cigarette, and pulled the cigarette out of the case with his lips pressed together.

"Are you here?" Mom didn't care about his previous loss of contact, "Has Uncle Yan picked you up?"

"No." Jiang Shiyu said.

"Didn't the number be given to you?" Mom's tone was a little impatient, "You contact him, he specially came to pick you up at the station, and you didn't even call to ask, what do you mean?"

"Yeah." Jiang Shiyu stared at Yan, feeling that his eyes were right.

"Call your Uncle Yan," Mom said, "and send me a message when you get to his house."

"Okay." Jiang Shiyu agreed, took out the lighter from his pocket, and hung up the phone before he could light it.

He lit the cigarette and watched the lingering green smoke rising from his eyes. There were strangers around him. Some people around him spoke Mandarin, and some spoke dialects he didn't understand. The city was so unfamiliar that it was hard to breathe.

Suddenly, a feeling of confusion hit the bottom of my heart.

"Yan An, let me tell you," Yan's father stepped on the gas pedal, "I will be more enthusiastic when I receive Jiang later, ah, show the kind of energy you used to be silly when you were a child."

"Hey!" Yan An couldn't sit still, and bumped his head against the car window, holding his head and using a pain mask to meditate for a while, "No, what kind of image do I have in your heart?"

"Fool," Xie Lanlan sat next to her and played with her phone, "It also comes with the attribute of being crazy."

"Smack you." Yan An squinted at her.

"Uncle!" Xie Lanlan shouted immediately, "He wants to beat me!"

"Pick it back!" Papa Yan replied very straightforwardly, "I'll help you smoke it together!"

"Father." Yan An looked out the window speechlessly.

It’s almost Chinese New Year, and there are red decorations hanging everywhere outside, some of which were not picked off at Christmas, but they are all red anyway, and no one can tell if they are used together, snowballs or something. Looks great hanging in a window too.

When I got out of the car, I also heard the must-have song for Chinese New Year. I can’t remember the specific name, but it will be played every Chinese New Year anyway.

Xie Lanlan used to say that these songs were engraved in the DNA, and they were to be passed on to the next generation. Yan An told her not to carve things in the DNA casually, could it be useful to pass on to the next generation... No, you can actually have a next generation!

Then he was chased and beaten by Xie Lanlan for a long time.

Now that I think about it, it's really engraved in my DNA.

As soon as the prelude sounded, the first line of lyrics immediately appeared in Yan An's mind.

Congratulations on getting rich, congratulations on being wonderful...

"There are too many people, both of you, pay attention to your mobile phones." Father Yan locked the car and glanced at Xie Lanlan, "And your bag, please put it in the car?"

"No," Xie Lanlan said, "my bag and clothes are a set, and they cannot be disassembled. There is nothing in it."

"Can't you take it apart?" Yan An took a look, her bag was quite small, and couldn't fit anything except a mobile phone, "What should I do when I wash it?"

"I mean a set that cannot be taken apart," Xie Lanlan said, "Can you shut up."

"Ah," Yan An glanced at her bag again, "Then what should I do when I wash it?"

Xie Lanlan clicked her tongue, picked up the bag and showed it to Yan An: "Did you see it? It can be disassembled!"

"Oh." Yan An replied, and took another look at her clothes.

"... Send it to the dry cleaner when you do the laundry." Xie Lanlan looked desperate, cupped her hands at Yan An, and followed Papa Yan into the station.

There were quite a lot of people at the station. A woman carrying a child was carrying a lot of luggage. She looked very tired, and the child was still crying. The woman dropped a bag on the luggage within two steps. Some things rolled out, Xie Lanlan and Yan An immediately went to help her pick them up, the woman kept thanking her, and Yan An felt that the red scarf on his chest was more colorful.

"I'll make a phone call first," said Father Yan, "I haven't seen you for ten years... I just called and didn't answer the kid."

"Go to sleep," Xie Lanlan said, "A long drive without sleep is soulless."

Father Yan nodded with a smile, found Jiang Shiyu's number from the call log and dialed it.

This time it was quickly connected, and the two sides communicated with each other about where to meet and what landmarks were there. When Father Yan said Xie Lanlan and Yan An, they took a look around, for fear of missing any important clues.

"Hey, are you a little nervous?" Xie Lanlan poked Yan An, "I haven't seen you for ten years, ten years."

"Do you remember what I looked like ten years ago?" Yan An looked at her.

"I don't remember." Xie Lanlan said.

"That's it, you don't even remember me," Yan An sighed, "Who still remembers that Yu? It doesn't matter if I haven't seen you for a few years, I don't remember anyway."

"I thought you would be nervous," Xie Lanlan said, "Auntie said that when he moved away ten years ago, you were crying so much that you refused to let him go, and almost lay in the suitcase and let him take you away ..."

"What about you?" Yan An interrupted her directly.

"I'm sleeping," Xie Lanlan said. "I slept until twelve noon on the day he left. When I woke up, he had already left, and he didn't even have time to cry."

"Then prepare it." Yan An patted her on the shoulder, "When you see someone later, make up for the cry ten years ago."

Xie Lanlan looked at him.

"It's better to cry and be sad," Yan An said, "Add some lines when necessary, such as I have been waiting for you for ten years or something, it will be more substituting."

Xie Lanlan slowly raised her hand, and Yan An slowly raised her hand the moment she raised her hand, and the ceremony of exchanging middle fingers was imminent. Xie Lanlan shrugged: "Forget it, people come and go, it will ruin the image."

"You still have an image in front of me." Before Yan An finished sighing, Xie Lanlan immediately raised her hand and slapped his arm.

Can not remember.

If his mother hadn't suddenly mentioned this name a few days ago, Yan An probably wouldn't have thought of Jiang Shiyu for the rest of his life.

Ten years have passed, and with the passage of time, the name Jiang Shiyu has become a code name for him, and he has a very vague memory in his brain. He only vaguely remembers the name and does not think of it deliberately.

For the rest, like what my parents said about how good their relationship is, like what Xie Lanlan said about how much he misses Jiang Shiyu, I don’t remember these things at all. There is no concept of going to sprinkle some soil.

Until three days ago, Dad suddenly pulled Jiang Shiyu out of the long river like a carrot, and announced that Jiang Shiyu's family had moved back.

Jiang Shiyu's mother came over early, saying that he had to deal with work or something. Jiang Shiyu packed his luggage at his original home and didn't arrive until today.

In order to show the importance he attaches to Jiang Shiyu, his father called Xie Lanlan and Yan An to meet this carrot... this young man, and he has already confirmed the specific location to meet with this young man.

Yan An and Xie Lanlan followed their father while chatting. Halfway through the walk, Yan An looked up and saw that it was in the direction of the smoking area. It was quite awesome. Even if he smoked, he dared to ask an adult to pick him up from the smoking area.

"Be more enthusiastic," Yan's father looked back at Yan An when he was about to arrive, "Enthusiasm, enthusiasm."

"Okay," Yan An nodded seriously, "I'm ready to cry."

"Are you crying too?" Xie Lanlan laughed.

"Yeah, ten years of friends are finally reunited," Yan An turned his head and yawned, "If you don't cry all day and all night, I'm sorry for the enthusiasm I got up this morning to greet him."

As he spoke, there were tears in his eyes, but he was not excited, but yawned.

Yan An was so sleepy, he played games until after four o'clock last night, and was picked up by his father from the bed before eight o'clock today, and he was in a daze at this moment, and fell asleep as soon as he leaned against the wall.

He turned his head and yawned again, this time before he closed his mouth, a handsome boy walked back two steps and stopped in front of him.

Not only are they handsome, but they also dress very cleanly. Some people can give people a clean feeling, and their faces are also fair, as if they have been pasted with Xie Lanlan's cosmetics. Wearing glasses, they looked at Yan in front of him with some doubts. install.

Yan An slowly closed his mouth, looking at this man with teary eyes.

"Hey! Xiao Yu!" Papa Yan yelled suddenly, the volume was so loud that it almost rang in Yan An's ears, Yan An trembled, blinked his eyes, and a tear rolled out of his eye sockets.

"Jiang Shiyu, right!" Father Yan was very excited, probably because he had seen the photos before coming here, and now he recognized him at a glance, "I've grown up, I almost can't recognize him."

"Hello, Uncle Yan." Jiang Shiyu nodded, his eyes fell on Yan An's face hesitantly.

Father Yan followed his gaze, sighed, and whispered, "...you are too enthusiastic."

I was so excited that tears came out.

It doesn't have to be so.

Yan An didn't explain, but raised his hand to wipe away his tears, "Long time no see?"

Jiang Shiyu's expression was a bit complicated, he stared at Yan An for a long time before he gave a soft "hmm".

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