Tocheng

On Friday, everyone made an appointment to go to VU, but Yu Cheng didn't go. He wanted to be alone today.

It started to rain, and the drizzle covered people's sight. It was so wet that it made people irritable. Many people chose to stay at home. Yu Cheng went to Xinyuangou by car alone, watching the drizzle like thin threads. When it falls on the car window, the inner troubles are not reduced, and the rain is not heavy, but it is like embellishment, washing away all the dust in the city, and others may think it is soft and ethereal.But Yu Cheng seemed to be silent.

When he woke up in the morning and saw the breeze and drizzle outside the window, the things that he thought had faded away became clear, spinning in his mind, and he wanted to relieve himself.

Tell Fanzi and them that today he is going to let go of himself, Fanzi didn't stop him, just a simple line, he remembered what the mosquito said, maybe every year Yu Cheng will remember someone at this time, so he Did not bother him.

It was past eleven o'clock when we arrived at Xinyuangou by car. The damp air made people feel a little uncomfortable. Yu Cheng walked into the garden with an umbrella. Because it was raining and there were few people, there were many flowers blooming on the side of the road. Delicate and beautiful, the rainwater fell on the leaves and flowed on the ground together with the fresh rain, but the passer-by did not see how fresh they became, as if they did not exist, walking alone in Xinyuan with an umbrella on the trail.

Yu Cheng was sitting in a rain garden. The pond in front of him was filled with rainwater, full of small ripples blooming in the water. The willow branches and leaves slid across the water, drawing a scar, and the catkins fluctuated slightly in the wind, bit by bit. The drizzle flows through the leaves, turning green and crisp, and the rain drips into the pond again. It is fresh here, but the sky is gray and foggy, dark and depressing one's heart.

This inexplicable feeling lingered in his heart. He remembered that the proprietress said that there were seven changes here, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time. Maybe you don't want to see me either. He sighed helplessly and glanced at the gray A cloudy low sky.

A tourist also hid in. In fact, it would be more fun without an umbrella today, but no one did this. The person took a photo of the pond under the rain, just to appreciate the picture that nourishes the soul.

After asking him, I found out that the seven changes are at the southernmost part of the garden. There is still a little distance between here and it may take half an hour to walk.

Compared with Yu Cheng's hometown, the temperature here is relatively low in winter, but it is closer to the sea, so the climate here is quite suitable for the survival of seven changes.

Walking on the road, he remembered that the umbrella was still in Yuting, and when he ran back to look for it, it was gone, so it was good, and he felt the comfort that the rain brought to people.

The rain was getting lighter, and his mood seemed to be getting better. He walked slowly along the side of the road, and saw the big seven changes in front of him from a distance. Now the flowers are not so bright, many buds are still green, but the petals are a little white, like an elf in the green world, walking into the other side of the road, a piece of blue-green and purple-blue The patterned ladder appeared in front of his eyes. He stood on the ladder and looked around at the flowers on both sides. After being washed by the rain, it looked more pure and crisp. The top of the ladder seemed to be a house, and the walls were already covered by green vines. Throughout the house, under the walls are seven variations of red ready to bloom.

There was a little drizzle from the sky again, hitting the shoulders of this somewhat lonely man, wet his shoulders, wet his empty heart, looking at the flowers that were struggling to bloom, it seemed as if they had returned to that place. when.

The Seventh Change is that Cheng's hometown can be seen everywhere. He never expected to see the girl's favorite flower in such a city. He also thought that he had already forgotten the fact that she left. He had already subconsciously reminded him to only remember her best side, but Such an atmosphere would only remind him of his sweet and sad past.

The girl, always with her long hair, stood up to answer questions.She always put the petals of colorful flowers in the books, so she always has the fragrance of flowers on her body. Yu Cheng has been in the same class with her for three years, and has also had a crush on her for three years.

Two months before the end of the third year of junior high school, at the instigation of Fatty and the others, he mustered up the courage to ask her out.

Nazhigang was still sunny, but it turned cloudy and rained after a while.

Yu Cheng asked her to meet in the afternoon, but he came over in the morning.He just stood in the rain and waited for three hours. There were no houses around, no place to hide from the rain, and he was afraid that she would not be able to find her. At that time, there were no mobile phones.So he just waited for three hours for the seven changes.

Fortunately, she came. Seeing the figure in the heavy rain, she snorted and laughed, as if she was an angel who saved this person who was waiting so hard.

He just said something, I like you.The other party said something without looking at him, and he knew it a long time ago.

Yu Cheng sometimes thinks that he is really lucky, the girl who always smiles smartly, always looks at him with wide eyes in ignorance, always shouting, Ah Cheng, you are so kind, Ah Cheng , you always look at me in class, Ah Cheng, why do you always sleep and wake up, Ah Cheng, do you know what the flower language of seven changes is?Ah Cheng, do you know why I like this kind of flower?

He looked up at the gray sky, a warm tear ran across his face, and dripped on the leaves together with the drizzle, the girl who always smiled can no longer smile at herself , In fact, I have already let go of it, but some things will remind you not to forget at some time.

Yu Cheng stood in the light rain until after 5 pm. He was about to go back. He was already completely wet. The rain hit his body and lowered his body temperature. He had no interest in being sad any longer. Seeing Yu Cheng walking slowly in the cool wind, the man was a middle-aged man in his 50s, he stopped him, gave Yu Cheng a few seedlings with seven changes, patted him on the shoulder, and left up.

When he got home, it was past 8 o'clock. He turned on the light and glanced at the empty living room, put on clean slippers, noticed the seven changes in his hand, and casually threw them on the shoe rack. Suddenly he felt that he was really a little Tired, after taking a shower, I found that my head hurts a little, maybe I caught a cold because I went crazy and drenched in the rain, but my stomach growled.

He sat on the sofa, brushing his hair, thinking that the group of people would be happy now.

That group of people was really having fun, dancing close to their bodies, drinking alcohol, punching fists, playing dice, and some went upstairs to sing. Some of them asked Yu Cheng why he didn't I went, but someone came back, playing with melancholy and pretending to be melancholy.

Yu Cheng's sneeze resounded throughout the house. He closed the window, leaned on the sofa, and touched his head. He seemed to have a fever. Today is a bit over. Although the umbrella fell off, it was still possible to hide from the rain , I can't control myself when I'm stupid, why am I always like this.

Just about to go to the room to rest, the door was opened.

"Why are you back?" Yu Cheng was not surprised that he would come back early, but he still asked.

"It's nothing there." Kang Du held the umbrella that was still dripping with rain, and glanced at the ruddy man, "Just came back?"

"En." Yu Cheng squeezed out a smile, he was too tired, "I'll go to sleep first."

"The hair is not dry yet."

"It's okay." As he said that, he was about to leave here, but his stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

He touched his head in embarrassment and smiled, and Kang Du also smiled at him and said, "I haven't eaten yet, should I go out to eat?"

"No, I want to go to sleep first." Yu Cheng turned his head and reluctantly said this sentence.

Kang Du looked at that slumped back, it was not at all like the one who would smile heartily before, what was it that made him become like this, making a seemingly strong person sad and lonely.

He went into the kitchen to cook some noodles, knocked on the door, but no one responded, maybe fell asleep, sitting in the living room, he thought for a while, opened his door, came to the balcony, knocked, still no one Respond, you know, maybe this person is not too sad but sick.

He took the key from the coffee table and opened the door. There was no human breath in the dark room, so he called out, "Ah Cheng."

No one responded, turned on the light, walked gently to the bed, looked at Yu Cheng whose hair was only a little wet, stretched out his hand to touch it, his forehead was very hot, and his face that was slightly red just now became even redder , he brought a thermometer and antipyretics from his room.

I looked at the thermometer, it was 38.5 degrees, and if the fever did not fade, it might rise again.

"Ah Cheng." He moved the sleeping man.

Yu Cheng was so dazed that he couldn't open his eyes, he suddenly felt very hot and kicked off the quilt, and was soon covered back up again.

"Did you take antipyretics?"

Yu Cheng slowly opened a slit to look at this blurred figure, and shook his head clumsily.

Kang Du helped him up, brought the medicine to his mouth, fed him a glass of water, and then applied the fever-reducing plaster on his head.

Kang Du took the warm towel and helped him wipe the sweat off his neck, kept measuring his body temperature, and kept wiping his arms. When the mosquito came back, he saw him sitting on the edge of the bed and helping Yu Cheng apply the towel. Kangdu.

Staring at him with more surprise than concern, Kang Du shushed, and then said, "He's sick".He took out the thermometer and looked at it. It was 37.7, which was still a little bit. He glanced at the mosquito, put down the towel and left.

Mosquito watched him leave blankly, sat on the edge of the bed and touched Yu Cheng's head, "Stinky boy, it's been so long, why are you still so stupid, you deserve it." people here.

"When did you get so close to A'Du, I don't even know." The mosquito fell on the bed and pressed the sick man fiercely, showing no sympathy.

The author has something to say: I am very lazy, and I am lazy to correct many typos, just look at it at will, anyway, I also look at it when squatting in the toilet......