Cold violence

The blue-gray curtains were slightly transparent at the edges under the sun, and the old windows were only half closed.

The days at the beginning of June were not too hot, and Zhou Yu even felt a little warm after leaning here for a long time... When it was getting dark, he looked at the chair in front of the desk and said a little tiredly:

"He Chu, I'm leaving."

The chair was still vacant, and no one replied to him.

He has to go to a strange city, to a place where there are no people he knows, he has to learn a new life, he has to force himself to become a strong person, not a person who will feel sad when he thinks of a certain person in the middle of the night .

Those times that have passed for a long time seem to be just yesterday. When he thinks about it carefully, he can still recall everything he and He Chu experienced in this room, as well as every subtle expression of He Chu when he spoke.

That handsome boy is here, never growing up, his face mixed in the heavy light of the setting sun, like a god.

Those memories... are the only reason why Zhou Yu has persisted for so long.

His obsession and persistence have supported him for such a long time.

"I also... give up on you."

After He Chu impatiently dodged his last struggle the day before the college entrance examination, he thought about giving up.

Thinking about it now, I still want to laugh at myself at the time.

You see, people obviously look down on you like that, but you still post it to make fun of yourself, you are really annoying.

But what he remembered more clearly was He Chu's slightly bored gaze at that time.

It was almost like a brand mark, the red iron block was pressed on the skin mercilessly, with a strange smell of cooked meat, it got into his nostrils, leaving an indelible brand in his mind.

Just a lifetime of ugliness.

It seemed that after recalling all the feelings related to He Chu for the last time, it was true that there was nothing left to miss.

Knowing yourself is enough.

He took a deep breath, recollected the smell engraved in his bones, and smiled slightly.

Then he stood up, turned and walked out the door.

This time he didn't close the door again because there was no need.

The nanny quickly invited the moving company over, and the person who helped him move was very nimble, and Zhou Yu usually packed his things neatly, so it seemed to be very fast.

Zhou Yu packed his last things in his room.

His bookcase is generally not touched by people. There are not only the books Zhou Yu reads in it, but also the place he specially vacated to put his albums. Those are Zhou Yu's most precious treasures.

Zhou Yu took down his books one by one and put them into the box.

He has a very good memory. Every time he reads a book, he can recall the story told in this book and his thoughts when he was reading the book. His fingers traced the back of the book, as gently as if he was stroking a peerless beauty. sleeping face.

But he suddenly found that there was a book missing from the bookshelf.

His books are not sorted by names or initials. He likes to arrange books by their height and color. Books of the same color will definitely be put together, but there is an empty space in the red column. of.

He hasn't attended a class in the past two years, and all his time at home in the evening is devoted to reviewing, so he spends less time reading books. The books in the "Red" series are placed at the bottom, and he reads even less, but there is no I thought that one was missing in the end.

But at that moment, there was an answer that was ready to come out.

- Stendhal's "The Red and the Black".

He vaguely remembered...that was the book that he and He Chu had agreed upon at that time, and that He Chu was going to finish reading...Maybe, it was taken away by He Chu.

There was a slight movement in his heart, and something surged in his heart.

But he just smiled and took it, just take it.

He closed the last box and looked at the last item in his room.

The violin that He Chu gave him.

He knew that the violin must be expensive when he bought it, and he wanted to return it to He Chu when he left, but He Chu left too hastily, so Zhou Yu kept it on his bedside, treating it as his own. a thought of

There are memories of two people everywhere in this room, but only this violin is willing to be placed in the closest place by him.

That was at that time, He Chu gave him... his own heart.

Now that he is leaving, leave Qin here.

He ordered the moving company to come and take away his books, and carefully stepped into He Chu's room for the last time holding the piano case.

It was already dark, he put the piano case on the desk and set it up, rubbed his fingers on it for a long time, his eyes were gentle.

In the end, he closed the bed with his hand, went out and closed the door, took a last look at this warm place, and left without looking back.

He has never touched the things that He Chu brought over. They are like the relics of Zhou Yu's memories, and they have also become the most precious collections. He must be careful when touching them.

Now Zhou Yu left them here with his own hands, together with the precious violin.

He threw away all the memories he once held dear.

Things that were not willing to give up when you worked hard at that time, giving up now, in the final analysis, is just a matter of one's own thoughts.

Now that I have decided to give up that person, these things have no meaning of existence.

The No. 13 bus bound for the old town is operating for the last time today.

In fact, there are very few people taking this bus anymore. Most of the young people are unwilling to go to the big cities to work hard, and the older generation can’t go out, so they can only live on the edge of the city. So this route has been changed since last year. At first, it gradually faded away.

But today a strange passenger came in the car.

This passenger was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, even in the summer, wearing a formal tie, and even the leather shoes under his feet were carefully matched.

The driver couldn't understand the brand of the young man's clothes, but he could tell from his temperament that he was either rich or expensive.

This is an extremely young young man, he even held the graduation certificate and portfolio issued by the school in his hands, so the driver suddenly remembered that today is the day when the college entrance examination results are announced.

The young man got into the car and fumbled for the change in his pocket, but he couldn't find it after searching all over his body. In the end, he could only take out a banknote with the smallest face value from his wallet, which was a fifty, and put it in In the old cardboard box used to hold loose change on this vintage bus.

Few people in this bus would show such a large denomination of banknotes, and there was not so much change in the change box. The driver took a strange look at the young boy and said with a smile: "Two yuan Money for a ticket, we don't have that much change for you."

After listening, the young man just nodded to him and walked towards the last row of the carriage.

Later, several passengers came up one after another, but the driver couldn't help but look at the boy sitting in the corner.

Maybe it's because the boy's temperament is too inconsistent with the atmosphere of this bus, or maybe the boy's face is too prominent, people can't help but look favorably on beautiful things.

The driver slowly stepped on the accelerator when no one got in the car, and the already crumbling "broken copper and iron" made a dull cry and drove forward slowly.

The No. 13 bus is the oldest bus in the city. Its terminal station is in the new district of the city, and its starting point is in the deepest part of the city, the place that goes deep into the darkest corner of the city and the most real world.

Now this car is a trip back to the old city.

The reason why Zhou Yu chose to take this bus is because the route of this bus is very long, and it takes the most time to take one trip.

He is leaving soon, he wants to see the city.

From the busy streets to the alleys hidden in the shadows by the years, I heard that you can see them all on this bus.

Only the truth seen with one's own eyes can be firmly remembered in the mind.

The bus passed by slowly, and the scenery outside the window gradually changed from the bustling and colorful city to the real black and white in the depths.

The deeper you go, the more the most authentic portrayal of the city.

There are small vendors carrying poles on the side of the street to sell fresh vegetables, there are old people walking slowly on the road with crutches, and there are small children playing chasing games at the entrance of the alley.

They are not rich, and their poverty can be seen from the dilapidated houses they live in.

The puddles of black water on the ground seem to never be washed away, maybe it is the black water left when washing vegetables in the vegetable market, or maybe it is the stains on the ground that have been silent for many years, reflecting the clear water itself is black .

Zhou Yu listened to the rumbling sound of the engine, and was fascinated by the scene on the street.

The pictures that passed by his eyes every second seemed to be frozen frame by frame.

He thought that society is actually so realistic, rich people can spend a lot of money, while poor people can only hide in the deepest part of the city and fight for a meal.

Those who live outside the fringes are glamorous and lofty, while those who live inside the fringes are struggling.

The pictures flowed before Zhou Yu's eyes one by one like running water, leaving deep marks in his heart.

This was the first time he had seen such a scene in his life.

In this unnoticed place, the lives of these people seem to have their own system.

There is no department store, no convenience store, no central square where people come and go, and there is not even a decent school here.But they are so real.

From a distance, he saw several children arguing over an old basketball, but after a while, they were able to walk together with smiles on their faces...

Living like this... is actually very good.

Thinking about how I have not lacked food and clothing for so many years, I am actually not as good as them... People live without emotions, like a walking dead wandering in the world.

He quietly looked out the window, envious for no reason.

What is there a word called?Eating what's in the bowl and thinking about what's in the pot, "I don't know how to be blessed when I'm blessed", probably I'm talking about myself. I have a life that others envy, but I want to say that I yearn for the way of life of those people.

It's also really cheap.

I don't know how long it took, the speed of the car slowed down, and finally stopped in an almost abandoned parking lot.

The driver turned his head and looked at the big boy in the corner.

All the people who wanted to get out of the car had already got out of the car a long time ago, only the big boy was still sitting in that corner, as if he was already looking out the window in a daze, and didn't intend to move at all.

His suit was ironed without a single wrinkle, but his hairstyle was a bit sloppy, with bangs gently covering his eyebrows, giving him a warm aura, so that he didn't look too serious in that suit .

His back was straight, and his hands were neatly placed on his knees. At this moment, the setting sun was slanting, and the warm light on his face could not warm his pale complexion. His whole body was as white as transparent, so hot God, it seems that he hasn't moved a bit because of the heat since he got in the car.

It's as if it's about to disappear into thin air at any moment.

"You boy, this is the last stop, get off."

The boy slowly turned his face to the driver, stared at the driver's ordinary face for a few seconds, then turned his eyes lightly out of the window, not knowing what to think.

Outside the car window is the dilapidated city itself, without luxury and feasting.

This place is like a shadow of a tall city in front of the eyes. Looking at the city from the outside, it is tall and splendid, and no one knows the incompleteness inside.

The end of this pale and ashen city is very similar to the end of him and He Chu.

There is no end, only in the shadows, in the hearts of each of them, slowly wither and rot, and finally turn into a pool of black water and melt into the internal organs.

"Can you drive me again?"

The young man in the corner suddenly made a sound, with a sense of apology in his voice: "I won't be here starting tomorrow, so I would like to ask you to take me to walk again, I want to take a good look..."

See what the city looks like, and see where the city ends.

Even after going round and round and finally returning to the original point, he still enjoys the journey where he already knows what kind of scenery will appear next, just like he was then.

He obviously held a skeptical attitude from the beginning, and later thought about breaking up from time to time. He knew that breaking up was inevitable, but he still regarded He Chu's efforts as treasures.

He still hasn't seen He Chu for the last time.

Today he waited there from the time the school opened in the morning until the school closed.

I saw too many joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys all day, and even saw faces I had never seen before, but He Chu didn't show up either.

He thought that when the list was released, his name was ranked first in words sprinkled with gold powder. When he heard the surprised voices of the people around him, he didn't feel the pleasure he imagined.

It's just that he didn't see He Chu, and his heart seemed to sink completely.

At that time, he hadn't given up the idea of ​​seeing He Chu again, and he really threw himself into the dust.

He made an exception time and time again in front of this person, and many times he couldn't even take care of his own pride.

Only this time, no matter how low he was, no one came to see him.

He Chu would not know that he was waiting for him, except among the people who came and went that day, the person who recognized him knew that only this stupid self knew.

In the end, he didn't see it, and he actually didn't have any feelings.

I have experienced disappointment too many times before, and I am used to this feeling later.

When he was in high school, he always wanted to let them know who was right and who was wrong, but when the rankings were actually released, he felt surprisingly calm in his heart, as if he already knew the ending, and now he just came to confirm it.

What he always thought was what made him persevere, but in the end it was not the same thing.

So you didn't really care about a lot of things, you just wanted to find an excuse for what you did at the time.You go to great lengths to degenerate, but you just want that specific person to see it, that's how humble it is.

That's right, I just want to get He Chu's attention through my own indulgence, as long as he can notice himself, no matter what the method is.

But no, not even once in He Chu.

Everything is just his own wishful thinking.

When he remembered this, he was already standing at the airport waiting for his plane.

The airport is brightly lit and people are coming and going.

He was leaving, but there was no wave in his heart.

Here is his entire youth, and if he leaves here, his youth will be over.

For the person I have loved for so long, let it be.

Forget about the self who once fell in love with that person.

During that period of time, a heavy curtain was drawn like this. Except for each other and Tiandi, no one knew about this city. There was such a past between these two people.

This time, we really have to say goodbye.

He took out his cell phone, sent a text message to the number that never got through, then pulled out the cell phone card, threw it in the trash can at the airport, and took his assistant to prepare to board the plane.

He has to move on to a new life, he has to get out of the past.

What he said to He Chu was:

"Goodbye."

The author has something to say: Riding in the car is probably my favorite plot besides the breakup.So high school life ends here——

Thank you for seeing this, there is actually no chasing wife crematorium next, so the ending should not be very slow.

From the end of this chapter, the little biscuit who carefully liked the boy in his heart is gone, and the little biscuit will grow up, and he will learn to love the one he loves in his own way.But thank you for liking this little kid who is a little tangled and even a little split.

Of course, the weak and weak second grader will also grow up, after all, the daughter-in-law still has to chase her back.

Thanks again everyone.