gentle fall

When you come to a strange place, the first days are bound to be difficult.

Ji Yirou signed up for a training class at a well-known university, and rented a small apartment not far from the school at a high price for half a year. The environment is very good, and the professors and students live next to the school. It is usually quiet, and the landlord is also the school. The retired old professor, however, just lived in the first day, the water pipe burst.

After thirty hours of traveling, she lay down on the bed, finally felt a little drowsy, and fell into a dream, but not long after, she heard the sound of splashing water, she fumbled to turn on the light in the dark, she was not used to it The position of the switch, after 2 minutes, when the foot stepped on the ground... the water was deep to her ankles.

The whole room was full of luggage that had only been half packed, and it was attacked mercilessly by a flood. Fortunately, the sheets and quilts still survived, and the clothes to be worn tomorrow morning have already been brought to the bedside.

She let out a long sigh of relief. At this time, she could neither call the old lady from the landlady nor call the maintenance man, so she rolled up her trouser legs and looked for the crux of the problem everywhere. Finally, she found that the problem was in the bathroom. In fact, the landlord has already said hello, saying that these houses are old, and the water and electricity pipes are more or less aging, and told her to turn off the water gate after taking a shower, but she forgot.

Thinking of this incident, she stood on tiptoe, reached the sluice gate, and turned around a few times. The water flow finally stopped, but when she lowered her head, she saw a room full of water. Even though she had always been reserved and calm, she wanted to cry at this moment.

The broken water pipe seems to be mocking her mercilessly, look, you think leaving is a kind of freedom, but in fact you are not having a good life at all.

This thought only flashed in her mind for a moment, and then she suppressed it. The girl pursed her lips, looked at the water in the room with a stubborn expression, showed the cruelty like fighting against the enemy, picked up the mop and rag, and started this arduous battle.

Broom, mop, rag... After a few rounds, she was exhausted, and it was dawn when she took the rag to wipe the wet floor for the last time.

She couldn't help laughing, and posted a circle of friends in a self-deprecating manner. The background was the sky that had just lit up, luggage piled up indiscriminately, and wooden boards with water stains. There was no text, but there was a positioning.

Soon, relatives and friends sent inquiries one after another, and she replied a few, as if waiting for something, looking at the phone screen until the light dimmed, she recovered and threw the phone aside.

Today she is going out to buy daily necessities, and she has to take a bus to go there. Now she can't waste any more time.

She grabbed her clothes, put on a windbreaker, washed up briefly, put on a peaked cap, and went outside.

Along the way, I met a tenant who came out. They looked like students, about the same age as her. They greeted her warmly, said hello, asked her if she had breakfast, asked her name, and where she was going.

Ji Yirou was a little startled, not used to such a warm and hearty way of communicating, her ears turned red, her voice stuttered despite her fluent English, which made a group of black girls laugh out loud: "Youaretooshy, pretty girl."

When they laughed, they showed their white teeth, and their eyes were filled with beautiful light. Their smiles were contagious, so Ji Yirou also curled the corners of her lips and laughed.

She was actually quite lively when she was a child. Her father had a good temper and a good temper. He was still a slave to his daughter. He almost wanted to spoil her to the sky. As for her, she was just a mischievous little thing. Today she used a pen to draw on the sheets , Tomorrow I splashed paint on the wall of the balcony. At a young age, I called it street graffiti, performance art.

At that time, the wind was quiet, the sun was warm, and the days were slow.

Then... Later her father passed away, the company was robbed by others, her mother fell ill, at a young age, she experienced too much human affection too early, and gradually showed a maturity and precociousness that was not suitable for her age. The well-meaning adults and the little girl didn't speak, but just stared coldly. Those who watched couldn't help feeling guilty, and pretended to be annoyed by saying that the child was really withdrawn.But she didn't back down, instead she raised her head and just kept looking at it like this, without giving in.

But her smile was suppressed day by day, hiding all her joy and anger, with a calmness and indifference that surpassed her peers. Occasionally, there was a little melancholy on her delicate brows, but it was definitely fleeting. Let others look down on her.

The cheerful and lively side of her personality gradually surfaced. She quickly became friends with the girls who lived with her. On the first day, she went to the supermarket with them to buy things. If you have to fight and fight, you chase each other, and the laughter seems to be able to spread to the sky.

Ji Yirou sat on a bench in the park. The weather in February was very cold, but the sky was blue and the sun was just right. She raised her head and told herself: Be happy.

Day by day, surprises and troubles are always mixed.

A year later, she returned to school, carrying a big schoolbag and a soft woolen hat every day. She had no makeup and long hair draped over her shoulders. When walking on the campus, people would always ask her how much she loved her. Are you old, are you an adult?

The courses of the training class are very closely arranged. From the general education of film art to the professional drama course, at least three classes are taken every day. She is not from a major and has no foundation, so listening to each class sometimes feels difficult, so go back. Doing homework often stays late at night.

Some people choose a career out of love, and some people choose a career because they are serious and focused, and want to go to the top of the mountain to see, so they gradually love it-she belongs to the latter without a doubt.

In addition to academic pressure, life is always giving her problems.

She is not used to salads and steaks, let alone cold food, so she wakes up early every morning, goes to the nearest supermarket to buy vegetables, prepares meals for the day, and puts them in a lunch box to take away—the aroma permeates the corridor, Those boys and girls from other countries are all attracted by this fragrance, and they are subdued under the plate of Chinese delicacies.

Later, when Ji Yirou was cooking, she often made a few extra servings. She was the only one, and it was impossible to contract everyone’s lunch boxes. So every morning, people came to line up to get the meals. Those who received them cheered and laughed, but those who did not Everyone complained, and in the end she had to appease them and proposed to have hot pot together on weekends.

A group of people looked forward to it from Monday to Saturday. On Saturday morning, the boys drove to the nearest farm and bought the freshest beef and mutton. The girls were even more thoughtful, as if they had prepared flowers, balloons and The gift belt, decorated Ji Yirou's room, the originally empty and tidy hut was messed up, but it felt a little warmer.

She seems to have never played around with her peers like this before. She grew up to be a little adult prematurely. She went through elementary school, middle school and university with a heart that was a million times heavier than her peers, and there were hardly many laughs. Time, now seems to go back to the past time, picking up the scattered time in the past one by one, as if she is only a few years old, and she is still a little girl who can climb on her father's lap when she comes home from school.

Everything is so good, except that when she thinks of that person, her smile will freeze for a moment, and the girls in the same company will joke: "Iris, You are missing her!"

That was what she said by herself after drinking two cans of beer. In fact, she was not drunk at the time, but she suddenly wanted to say that she had a girl she liked very much for many years; that they met a long time ago. , but that person... for some reason forgot her; said that she was stalking and finally caught up with her, but later she felt that she seemed to be wrong, this relationship seemed to be forced by her, that person might not Like her so much.

Her companions handed her tissues, and her eyes looked bright under the light, as if they were filled with a clear lake, sparkling, but she didn't cry, she refused the tissues and rubbed her eyes, so that day Ben Qing light scattered.

Maybe it's because she's drunk. When she's drunk, people start to act stupid. When she sent them away at night, she sat alone in the bathroom in a daze. She soaked in the bath for a long time. Brush was out of breath, and collapsed on the ground tired.

Things that I have never done before, such as changing light bulbs in the middle of the night, repairing water pipes, and cleaning the bathtub. Although the past was difficult, she was still a child studying at that time, and her mother did it quietly without telling her.Only now did she truly understand what it was like to live alone.

She knelt on the ground to clean the bathtub, and found that the water pipe had blown up again, and the water flowed all over the floor. The memories of the first night came back to her mind, and she suddenly felt that she didn't want to stay here anymore, her fingers were trembling, and she started calling .

It is early in the morning in China, and no one answered the calls to grandpa and mother. Finally, she called the familiar number, and a cold busy tone came from the phone.

She knelt on the floor, took a deep breath, stood up, turned off the water valve, wiped the floor, leaned on the sofa, held her mobile phone, and fell asleep.

In the morning, Ji Yirou was woken up by a knock on the door, it was still early, she rubbed her eyes, stood up, opened the door, and the young girls rushed in: "Surprise! Happy Birthday! Iris!"

Ji Yirou was startled, then smiled, they must have seen the date on her ID card, but she actually celebrated a lunar birthday, but it's not easy to explain this problem to them, it's better to make a mistake, she smiled and said thank you.

It's May, the weather is comfortable and intoxicating, young people are always extraordinarily active, and asked her to go camping together, Ji Yirou agreed without hesitation, the low mood was swept away, she followed them out , A group of people are waiting for the bus on the side of the road.

The warm wind was slightly intoxicating, and the sun shone through the leaves. Suddenly, several people began to step on each other's shadows. They wanted to laugh but worried that this was in a public place, so they held back and laughed softly until the phone was in their pockets. Shocked, a call came in.

Ji Yirou stopped, took out her phone, and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

It was Wen Huaiyu calling.

This is the first phone call between them in three months.

She put on the earphones and followed the answer: "Hello."

A hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone, full of fatigue: "Hi. You called me last night, what's the matter?"

Ji Yirou pursed her lower lips: "I was playing with my friends last night...they beat them."

She didn't know how to open her mouth, telling her that her sudden weakness and emotions had swept away from her heart like the wind, and had long since disappeared without a trace.

"How are you doing now?"

"It's good. Have a really good group of friends."

Wen Huaiyu said softly, "Oh, that's good."

Her voice was so faint that it seemed to melt into the wind. She stood across the street, under a tall sycamore tree, recalling the girl's smile just a moment ago, like the sun, so bright and pure, The end of the eyes is slightly raised, showing slyness and happiness.

She couldn't help thinking: She never seemed happier when I was around.

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and Ji Yirou spoke first: "What about you... are you in the company now?"

Wen Huaiyu was a little absent-minded: "Yes. I just finished the morning meeting."

Ji Yirou also responded without noticing something was wrong: "Then I'll hang up. You do your work first."

"Okay, hang up."

Wen Huaiyu turned around and walked forward, still thinking about what he saw just now, Ji Yirou's smile, so happy.

She suddenly didn't dare to go there, and didn't dare to break her happiness.

She said to herself: "I...I miss her so much. I'll come and see her, take a look, and I can go."

Not far away, Ji Yirou was holding the phone, still in a daze, always feeling that something was wrong on the phone, and she didn't know where the problem was, obviously everything was normal, but...

The bus has arrived, the girl who was traveling with her urged her to get on the bus, Ji Yirou lowered her head, took out the bus card in her bag, and stepped on the bus, there were many people, she stood by the door, the driver was about to leave, she Suddenly I understood where the problem was - it is night in China!How could it be possible to finish the morning meeting first?

She was suddenly nervous, and she apologized to her confused companion. She felt unprecedented panic and confusion, and jumped out of the car just before it started.