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Text/Directional Thinking Map/Storm Blue
Directional thinking
Echo signed author
Listed works: don't go back in time
"Although my name is Fu Xiao, I actually didn't bring any happiness to the people around me."
"No, without you, I wouldn't know that the sky can be so blue, the grass can be so green, the water can be so clear, the cat can be so gentle, and my heart can beat so fast and so firmly-it sounds contradictory and ridiculous, but it just happened. Fu Xiao, even if you are everyone's jinx, then you are my lucky goddess. "
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Lying on Feng Ye's desk, I fell asleep and woke up in a daze. When I heard the people in their dormitory coming back gradually, Feng Ye shouted behind me: Zhuofei, will you go home later?
As soon as I heard the word "Zhuofei", I pretended to sleep deeper.
"hmm." His hoarse voice reached his ears.
"Then you can ride a bike to send Fu Xiao home? It's a little late today. "
As soon as I listened to Feng Ye's advice, I could feel my face turn red unwillingly even when I was lying on my stomach, and my arm suddenly became numb and I dared not move. Today, I helped Feng Ye put up grid lines and draw pictures all day in his dormitory. Although I didn't spend so much energy and enthusiasm in the restaurant, it was also a great test for my wooden head.
"As far as I know, Zhuo Fei hasn't fucked a girl in the back seat of a bicycle!" The fat head in the bedroom teased with malicious intent.
"I asked Zhuo Fei, not you." Feng Ye interrupted the fat head. I feel a fiercely behind me, and Zhuofei's voice rings slowly.
He actually asked, "doesn't she have a boyfriend to pick her up?"
My heart was pounding, and I answered from the bottom of my heart, I don't have a boyfriend, I don't, I don't.
"Why are you so gossip today? You mean Kun? Maybe. He told me to take good care of Fu Xiao. He has to work tonight and can't come. It won't be finished for a while. Zhuo Fei, ok? "
"impossible."
"All right. I just try to ask ... "
I didn't catch Feng Ye's roundness, but the two words were cold and floated into my ears accurately-"No."
I can feel my face turning from red to white, and I am lying in an unnatural position. Stop dreaming. Zhuofei is a mystery, a piece of ice in the hearts of all girls. He is the son of Zhuo, a famous prosecutor in this city, and a leader of our finance department. No one knows why he came to our second-rate college. If I take advantage of his father's relationship, I think he can get into the best school in this city.
Zhuofei looks very sunny. If you look closely, you will find a small dimple hidden on his face. Because I don't laugh often, I can hardly see it. I only looked at him carefully twice, only remembering the dimple on my left cheek. He is angular, but his eyes always despise everything, including me. Of course, including me, the most marginalized person in the whole department.
After Zhuo flew away, I pretended to lie down for another 20 minutes Feng Ye is really a good man. He didn't wake me up in the middle, so I woke up bored and smiled apologetically at Feng Ye: "Sorry, I fell asleep at work."
"Nothing, you finished today, here you are." Feng Ye handed me a hundred-dollar bill. I put it in my pocket, packed my schoolbag and said, "I'm going home first."
"He wanted me to send you, but I ..."
"It's okay, I'll tell him. He loves to give love. " I interrupted Feng Ye in time. Feng Ye put a baseball cap on his head again, gave a dry cough and asked awkwardly, "You and Kun ... who are you?" "
I know what he said, most people think so, but I know it's not. I shook my head. Before I left, I took a look at Zhuo Fei's bed. His bed is empty, and there is not even a poster. Unlike Feng Ye's bedside, the posters of Carter Urban and Maki horikita are incongruous.
When I walked out of the school gate and the cool autumn wind blew on me, I realized that I was wearing summer clothes. Green shorts, canvas shoes and plaid shirts bought at the clothing wholesale market for 20 yuan. Fortunately, the shirt is sleeveless and not too cold. I walked home with my schoolbag on my back. Fortunately, my home is only 20 minutes away from school. I chose this school because I can save a lot of transportation and accommodation.
I didn't expect a black shadow to suddenly jump to my side. I almost cried, only to see Zhuofei jumping off the mountain bike and standing beside me. His height of more than 1.8 meters gives me a great sense of oppression. Although I talked to him before, I suddenly seemed speechless.
My eyes unconsciously glanced at the back seat of Zhuofei's bike. He didn't take down the back seat like other boys and let the girls sit in the front. But his cold back seat is also showing his absolute authority. I stared at it and regarded the back seat as the enemy.
"What about Jiang?" This is the first time that Zhuo Fei called my name. I came to my senses and gave him a surprised look. He went on to say, "Why is your name so ugly?"
"Ah?" I doubt my ears. What the hell is he talking to me? But I tried to argue, "It's not that ugly. You must think of it as a trumpet, mine is dawn. "
"How do you know?"
"That's what everyone writes, so I'll do whatever you want me to do, but in fact I'm Dawn." Among the people who know me, except grandma, brother and Yali, this is probably the first time I have told others that I am Dawn. I never care about these things. When I was growing up, everyone else made mistakes, and I also made mistakes, but this time it was more real.
"Is there a big difference between the two?" Zhuofei seems to ask questions sincerely, but I still smell sarcasm. He holds the handlebar with one hand and the other hand is loosely inserted in his jeans pocket, which looks like the model in the advertisement. I suddenly found that his shirt today is also plaid, but the quality looks much better than mine. Mine is all washed and wrinkled, but his still smells like new goods.
"Of course, the difference is very big. Being small means little luck or happiness, but my father ... he ... gave me this name, hoping that I will feel happy when I wake up every morning. " I didn't expect it to get stuck. When it comes to my father, my heart still hurts so much that I can hardly breathe.
"I feel very happy when I get up in the morning?" ZhuoFei lost in thought, is probably aware of my abnormality, he didn't catch this topic to ask. Thank god. We were silent for a while, as long as a century, but it seemed very short. He was about to ask another question when I suddenly found the scene in front of me familiar.
"Hey, I'm back." I gave a cry. We just chatted casually for a while and then walked to my door.
"It's Gui Xiang Village. Really ugly. " Zhuofei glanced at the house number of our community and rode away without saying goodbye. I feel that this evening is very inexplicable but extremely wonderful. Even when Kun called at night, I couldn't help talking to him for 20 minutes, which made him confused for a while. However, I severely criticized him for asking someone to take care of me on the phone, claiming that I absolutely don't need anyone to take care of Jiang.
For the next three days, whenever I have time, I will help Feng Ye make cartoon maps in his dormitory. He wanted to get to the publishing house within a month, so he hired the only person in my class who could draw besides him. I feel what I am expecting, and I always look around when I work. But maybe Kun said hello and wanted me to go home early. After all, we belong to the urban-rural fringe and it is not safe at night.
But seeing that this batch of work is about to be finished, Zhuofei has never been to the dormitory. To prove that night was not an illusion, I deliberately put it off until 9 o'clock on the last night. Feng Ye asked me if I wanted to send it, and I said no. I always leave by myself, no problem. Feng Ye didn't insist either. I'm still wearing my plaid shirt, but I've changed my pants into trousers. Zhuo Fei comes to class every day and takes notes. His clothes keep changing, but he will never wear the red plaid again.
I think Zhuo Fei may have been on a whim that night. How can a poor girl like me, who sleeps in class and works after class every day, attract his attention? At best, she is like a novel species being laughed at and watched at home. Until I met him again in the school piano room.
Going to the piano room is usually the worst time for me. Only by listening to the intermittent piano sound there can we recall the happy life as a child. My father taught me to play the piano. In a blink of an eye, my father's death day came again. I am depressed, but I dare not worship. I only burned some paper for him in the back hill outside the community and said some rambling words, which made my heart even more agitated. I went to the small balcony in the corner of the piano room to hide and rest. On this day, even if Kun said I would work for 500 yuan a day, I wouldn't do it.
But in this piano piece, I actually heard "Lady Luck" written by Russian composer Gon Valev, which is my favorite piece, and I was shocked. Because this is the first piano concerto my father, who is a music teacher, taught me to play. He always said that although not many people know this song, he likes it very much. My name is also related to this song. The story tells the story of a man who dreamed that he fell in love with a woman, woke up and disappeared, and died of grief.
Even for my father's funeral, I insisted on using this song. We built a simple mourning hall in the courtyard downstairs, and the tangled green plants covered the walls. Listening to "Lady Luck", my fingers moved unconsciously and I snorted.
The piano was broken. I wanted to see who played this wonderful tune, so I ambushed at the door of the low piano room. The sun outside is poisonous.
Who knows, I waited for a long time, no one came out, and nothing happened inside. Unbearable, I boldly pushed the door and went in, and suddenly found that it was Zhuofei, who had fallen asleep on the piano. He wore a collared army green shirt, jeans and shoes, and his usual silver bag was at his feet, which made the narrow piano room even more cramped. I don't know whether to go in or close the door at the moment ... but it's a good time to observe his dimples. I don't know why I've been trying to find out where his dimples are. Thought of here, I got up the courage, gently entered the room and closed the door.
Hardly had I closed the door when I realized that I had woken Zhuo Fei.
Zhuofei looked at me with misty eyes for a long time before he came to his senses: "Is that you?"
"hmm." I don't know how to explain this situation that I'm not good at, although I'm often hot-headed recently. I have to look at the ceiling
"So you are the little thief who overheard me playing the piano?" He's smiling ... of course, there are dimples on the left.
"Who is the thief? You are playing so loudly! " I waved and argued loudly.
"Who hummed music at my window? It's terrible! "
"I ... I" turned out that he could hear me singing on the balcony, which was embarrassing.
"Well, it's me. What do you want? " I put on a heroic posture. "Anyway, if you want money, you will die."
"Do you like money so much? But your hum is quite accurate. You learned it before. To tell you, our music club is short of people to participate in club activities recently, so please come. I think you can also play the piano. You know such a rare tune. Does anyone in your family know? " Zhuofei seems suddenly interested in me and asks about my situation.
"I won't, I don't have time and I can't afford to play." I suddenly got a little angry and turned to go, but the door was hard to open. Just before I slammed the door, Zhuo Fei's voice hit my eardrum: "We have activities at 5 pm every Monday, and we are not allowed to work after class that day."
Next Monday, I'm on pins and needles. I peeked at Zhuo Fei's eyes in class. There is nothing wrong with him. I don't know why. My heart began to panic at 5 o'clock. The more I want to leave early, the more I can't pack my things. Later, I comforted myself and said, didn't dad always want me to learn music? I have always wanted to join a music club. Other work has been progressing smoothly recently. The restaurant can guarantee its income on a three-week basis, and it doesn't matter if it loses some odd jobs.
Anyway, mine really stayed at 5 o'clock, as if Zhuo Fei's words fascinated me. Zhuofei didn't treat me specially, but it seemed that he had greeted everyone before, and everyone knew I would come to help, so everyone didn't mention it. They immediately began a meeting to plan the layout of the venue. It turns out that the music club plans to hold a grand club party in the near future, calling for more people to join. Although there is no income from the busy club activities, I am full of energy, what's more, the cadres of Wei, He Jie and other music clubs are willing to take the initiative to talk to me, which makes me feel like friends are meeting for the first time.
Although Zhuo Fei didn't say a word to me all night, I felt that he was looking at me silently with an approving expression. I hope this is not my illusion.
The music club didn't end until 9 o'clock, and the students returned to the dormitory one after another. I think Zhuo Fei was still busy, so I didn't dare to disturb him and left the studio of the music club with Wei. Wei is a lively and cheerful girl. I can't answer the questions about my family, but she knows everything about me at once in 10 minutes.
When she went back to the dormitory, I came home from school alone. It was too quiet. I just feel like I just said so much to a girl I met on the first day! Although I am not as happy as talking to Zhuo Fei, I do feel very happy.
After walking for less than 5 minutes, that feeling came again and my heart beat faster.
"Jiang, I didn't expect you to talk so well." It's him.
"From my home to your home, so by the way?" I regret what I said without thinking, but I still can't help asking.
"Do you think I'm seeing you off?" Sure enough, he never misses a chance to tease me.
"I'm not, I'm just curious. Why can I meet you every time? It's really unlucky. "
"I think so ... what bad luck." Zhuofei Gherardini, this is probably his favorite expression. "But why have you been working? Are you short of money? " He asked suddenly.
"yes." I confess frankly. Nothing makes me happier than money. My brother's tuition, my grandmother and my living expenses are not enough for my father's little savings. Although I have gone to junior college, my brother is still in high school after all. Dad always wanted his brother to go to a better university and a better conservatory of music. Tuition is never a small sum.
"You are very frank." He looked at me thoughtfully as if he wanted to ask something else. But in a blink of an eye, my home has arrived again. That was the second time I felt that it was not necessarily a good thing that the school was only 20 minutes away from home. I am eager to talk to him more, eager for his erratic eyes to stare at me. "Jiang, doing well in the music club. Goodbye. " This time, Zhuo Fei finally said goodbye.
On Wednesday, as usual, I skipped class and went to work in a restaurant. Maybe he didn't wear enough clothes recently, or maybe Kun had a bad cold recently. Not long after I started washing dishes, I felt dizzy and almost fainted. Boss Li thinks I have no spirit and is afraid that I will infect the guests. He quickly told me to get off work and go to the hospital for an intravenous drip. "Fu Xiao, listen to your boss today and have a rest." Kun said to me with concern. He asked the boss for an hour's leave, rode me home, and then continued to work in the restaurant. "If you need anything, be sure to call me, okay?" Kun looked at me seriously, his eyes were dark, and several girls came to the restaurant every day for him. But I know that money is the most important thing for people like Kun. Although he doesn't have to support his brother like me, he also has a group of family members who are almost incapable of survival. Kun is my ideal working partner. I am always the first to call if I have any good job. He may like me, I thought about it, but he never said it.
Intravenous drip is expensive. I went home and slept with a quilt for an afternoon, but I still felt hot all over. Get up, I picked up the temperature and measured it, 39 degrees. Although I have a mother who is a doctor, I still can't cope with a high fever of 39 degrees. Grandma went out to play with her good grandfather during the day, so I had to get up and go to the hospital for an injection and infusion.
"Jiang, why can't you even do such a thing well?" I was very surprised to get a call from Zhuofei on the way. On the other end of the phone, he accused me of not arranging the rental space of the music club, but it was obviously Wei's responsibility.
"What are you talking about?" I was weak on the other end of the phone and had to deal with the nurse's questions. "No, I don't want a bed. I can only sit still. "
"Are you sick?" Zhuofei's voice sounded eight degrees lower, but he was obviously still angry about something. "Well, I have to hang up. The phone bill is very expensive. " I absently hung up Zhuo Fei's phone and was arranged by the nurse to sit on the bench. There is another grandfather at the other end of the bench who came alone. There is a big gap between us. The kind nurse brought me a pillow and hanged herself. I fell asleep almost immediately.
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