Mizuki

Chapter 20

Zhang Yuanshan was raising his hand when a sharp roar came from behind him: "Brother Qiao, close your eyes!"

When Qiao Lin saw Su Miao running out, he took a step back. Zhang Yuanshan and the people around him turned their heads reflexively when they heard the voice, and then they heard a dull "pop", and then there was a loud crash. sound.

Su Yao pressed the bag hard and threw it in front of the two of them, the glutinous rice flour scattered in the air, and a ground of peanuts fell at their feet.

Zhang Yuanshan cursed, and the dust mercilessly floated into their eyes and ears, irritating them so much that they couldn't open their eyes. They were also afraid that Qiao Lin would take the opportunity to sneak attack, so they had to bend down to protect their heads, but at this moment, obstacles were scattered under their feet, I can't even stand still.

Qiao Lin took advantage of the gap and slipped out from the bottom of the wall. When Zhang Yuanshan heard footsteps passing by, he stretched out his hand and caught nothing. He couldn't open his eyes, and opened a gap vaguely, only seeing two people. Shadow turns out of the alley.

Su Miao dragged Qiao Lin out for a long distance, looked back to make sure that the other party hadn't caught up, and then dared to stop, holding her knees and panting.

"How did you get there?" Qiao Lin patted Su Miao on the back to comfort him.

"I was passing by for shopping," Su Miao straightened up, "That person was Zhang Yuanshan just now?" Su Miao thought it sounded like the voice, but she didn't see his face carefully behind her.

"Well. It's him."

"I'll go, I can meet you no matter what!" Others meet love around the corner, this is the corner and catch you!

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay, thanks to you." Qiao Lin patted off the glutinous rice flour on his head and asked, "Did you buy those just now?"

"Yes, for making glutinous rice balls at night."

Qiao Lin was full of apologies: "Should I buy that thing after it's been used?"

"Well... it's useful, but where is it?" Su Miao turned her head and looked around, only to realize that she was running in the direction of home just now, and it was a bit far away from the supermarket where she originally bought things, but she really didn't want to break it at this time. Going back: "The glutinous rice noodle store is gone, I have to go to the supermarket, it's a little far away."

Qiao Lin thought for a while: "My house has it. Otherwise, go to my house to get it?"

Su Miao's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

Qiao Hui hadn't come home from work yet. When she got home, Qiao Lin asked Su Miao to sit in the living room. He was going to the kitchen to get glutinous rice flour and beans. When he came out, he had a bottle of yogurt in his hand. In front of him, he squeezed his hair and said, "I'm going to take a shower, do you want to go home now or sit for a while?"

"Sit for a while!" Su Miao replied without thinking, "Can I go to your room?"

Qiao Lin nodded: "But I haven't packed my things, it's a bit messy—"

"Let's go!" Su Miao stepped on Qiao Lin's ending sound and stood up.

When Su Miao followed Qiao Lin and pushed the door into the room, she realized that the room was really messy. The closet was wide open, a few clothes were hung loosely, and the rest were thrown on the carpet and the bed, and there were a few cardboard boxes for old things. Game consoles, CDs, comic books, paintbrushes, and even basketballs were all scattered on the ground.

"It was a bit of a mess just now, and it hasn't been cleaned up yet."

Qiao Lin moved things aside to make room for Su Miao, then pushed out the chair in front of the desk to indicate that he could sit down, then leaned over the bed to find out the clothes to be changed, and thought of something before stepping out of the room As if turning back to the desk, he took out a piece of paper folded squarely from his coat pocket, and put it in an old book with an old cover.

"What's this?" Su Miao asked while sipping the yogurt.

Qiao Lin hesitated for a moment, and finally just shook his head: "It's nothing, a painting I found from my hometown. It's something from my childhood."

"Did you look for it specifically?" Su Miao can probably guess that the clutter in this room should be searched for this thing.

"Yes." Qiao Lin felt that it was inappropriate to say it in front of Su Miao, but he didn't think there was anything to hide.

After returning from the south of the city, he suddenly opened the cabinet to look at the old things—the person he told Su Miao that he liked very much—and he didn’t leave any other memories except this painting, and it was indeed because he couldn’t find the old things. When I got this piece of paper, I hurried back to look for it.

"Is it important?"

"Yes." Qiao Lin couldn't tell what this piece of paper meant. It was just a flattering gift drawn to apologize, but he didn't have a chance to give it out in the end.

Su Miao's eyelids drooped wearily, Qiao Lin couldn't see his happiness and anger, and felt a little uneasy.

"Is it convenient for me to watch?" Su Miao asked suddenly.

Qiao Lin glanced at him, picked up the paper by the table and handed it to him: "Just read it if you want."

Su Miao got permission, and after Qiao Lin went to take a bath, she nervously opened the notebook in her hand, took out the piece of paper that Qiao Lin had put in, and unfolded it.I only saw two match figures drawn with crayons holding hands and laughing, wearing brightly colored clothes, a small hat, and carrying a small schoolbag, with green grass under their feet, a golden sun above their heads, blue sky and white clouds.

Really vibrant.Su Miaoxin said, looking outside the door, Qiao Lin's appearance appeared in her mind, and she felt that the contrast was too great.

After reading it, he folded the paper back and put it on the table, opened the book, and found that it was a children's diary album.I can't help but sigh: It turns out that Qiao Lin has been drawing since he was a child.

On the first page of the album, a colorful building was drawn with childish brushstrokes and simple lines. There was an empty space next to the iron gate in the front yard, and only a vertical plaque was drawn. It should be to write the name of the kindergarten, but Since I can't write yet, I use a straight line instead.In the lower left corner of the painting are the backs of two adults holding a child, probably parents taking the child to school.

Looking back, Su Miao discovered that the pictures in this picture book should be the things that happened to Qiao Lin in the kindergarten, such as queuing up to play and throwing the handkerchief, taking a nap with the children he likes, talking to others while eating, and being hit by the teacher when the spoon fell on the ground. , I wet the bed, I'm shy and don't want to get up.

Su Miao found these straightforward paintings very interesting, as if she was in this kindergarten.

He has forgotten all about the kindergarten. What he remembers most clearly is the experience of being pushed into the trash can and crying when he couldn't beat others. Others can barely remember the fragments. that time.

Su Miao flipped through the pages one by one, and only closed them at the end, looking down, but noticed the immature words on the cover: Tang Lin. The character "Tang" was even written in three horizontal lines and one vertical line.

Su Miao's eyelids twitched, and her first reaction was that he accidentally flipped through someone else's picture album, but after a while, she felt that something was wrong. There was no one else in Qiao Lin's house, and this picture album was either his or his relative's.

After thinking about it, I felt even more wrong, and suddenly the picture of the family of three in the album flashed through my mind.

Only then did I realize that I had never met Qiao Lin's father, and that Qiao Lin's last name was the same as his mother's.

Su Miao felt as if she understood something, but she was even more puzzled.So he opened another book on the corner of the table.The gritty texture of the old photos at the beginning tells Su Miao that this is an old photo album.

Su Miao saw the life traces of Qiao Lin, who was three or four years old, and sighed that her brother Qiao was so cute when he was a child.

Then the next page is turned and suddenly I don't know where I am.

In the light-colored photo, Qiao Lin and another child were taking a nap when they were young, lying on a small bed with their heads pressed against each other. This scene was recorded by the patrolling teacher, but Su Miao's attention was not on this warm picture at all.

He stared at the doll against Qiao Lin's head for a long time, and finally confirmed in disbelief: Isn't this child me? !

Su Miao was so shocked that she couldn't be more shocked, she managed to calm down, and opened the photos at the back, and sure enough, she was in the same frame as Qiao Lin from every angle when she was a child.Even if the memories of her childhood were barely remembered, Su Miao would never admit to being wrong about what she looked like.

Su Miao searched again, and finally picked out a photo with the name of the kindergarten to look at, and the name of the school was verbatim!

No wonder the last picture book gave me such a strong sense of substitution. Dare to feel that this is the kindergarten I went to!

Su Miao almost stopped breathing, and leaned on the back of the chair with a long breath, pinching the space between her eyebrows.

He couldn't quite believe it either, but the kid who shoved him in the trash was also his best friend from kindergarten.

Su Miao still remembered that there were only two people left waiting for their parents to pick them up after school that day. At that time, his parents told him that he was going to live with his brother at his grandma's house, and that he would not come to this kindergarten tomorrow.

He told his good friend about this matter, but the two of them were still young at that time. When they heard that Su Miao would no longer come to the kindergarten, the little friend who had played well before was sad and angry. Miao started to make a fuss.

At that time, the teacher just packed up the small bench and moved to the next room, but the two children here were about to quarrel.

The other party relied on strength stronger than Su Miao, and when he pushed his hand, he fell into the small trash can full of waste paper, and his butt got stuck in it and couldn't get out.

Little Su Miao struggled and cried loudly. Qiao Lin pulled his fat little hand so hard that he couldn't move it, and even knocked down the trash can, but Su Miao was still stuck in it.

Su Miao could only bend over and roll on the ground with the trash can, crying so bleakly that it alarmed the guard and the teacher in the next room.

The other party knew that he had caused trouble, and was so frightened that he turned around.When Su Miao was hugged and hid in the teacher's arms and cried loudly, Qiao Lin was so frightened that tears rolled in her eyes.The two children howled at each other in the teacher's arms, and it didn't stop until the parents came to pick them up.

A child's memory is short, and later, Su Miao also forgot the name and appearance of his good friend, but the incident of being pushed into the trash can is remembered now.

Just as Su Miao was recalling, the door behind her clicked open, and Qiao Lin walked in wearing a towel to dry her hair.

Seeing Qiao Lin coming, Su Miao quickly brought the picture album with Tang Lin on the cover in front of him, and asked a little excitedly, "Is this picture album yours?"

"The things here are all from my childhood." Qiao Lin sat down on the edge of the bed, hooked the chair Su Miao was sitting on in front of him.As soon as Qiao Lin got close to Su Miao, his heart was about to jump out, as if his mind was blocked.

"Why is the name on it Tang Lin?" Su Miao asked.

Qiao Lin: "My father's surname is Tang. After they divorced, my surname is my mother's."

"Ah, so..." Su Miao felt that she asked something that shouldn't be asked, and her blood seemed to be filled with guilt and distress.

He stood up and hugged Qiao Lin, and put Qiao Lin's head on his waist to apologize.

"It's okay, it's fine now." Qiao Lin smiled.

Su Miao tentatively asked again: "When you were young, did you ever push a child into the trash can..."

Qiao Lin nodded first, then raised his head suddenly: "How do you know?"

Su Miao scratched her face, her eyes drifted to other places involuntarily, and said a little embarrassedly, "I guess it's the kid who fell into the trash can."

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, only the unsteady breathing and the subtle movements of clothing rubbing.The crying that had lasted for more than ten years suddenly exploded in his ears, mixed with the reluctance of parting, Qiao Lin seemed to see himself crying and drawing over and over again in front of his small table that night.

He drew three or four pictures in a row, and the front ones were all wet with his tears, and finally he forcefully held back his tears before drawing things tremblingly.He stubbornly refused to believe that Su Miao left just like that. He arrived at the kindergarten early the next day, and waited for the whole morning by the school gate holding the painting, but the teacher couldn't carry him away.But Su Miao still didn't come.

He thought it was because he had bullied others hard, and when they blamed him, he didn't want to get back together with him, so he stopped coming to this kindergarten.Afterwards, he kept holding such guilt, and kept the paper that was about to apologize as a treasure.

But this person is standing in front of him now, after he experienced the real resignation, before he knew him, he still approached him a little bit, and even dared to kiss him not long ago.

How can there be such a person in this world who doesn't remember beating, and how can he still have such affection?

Qiao Lin hugged his waist and asked desolately, "But where did you go after that?"

Su Miao curled his hair and replied: "At that time, my parents were going to work in other places, and my brother and I were sent to my grandparents. We didn't move here until my brother finished elementary school."

"Then do you blame me?" Jolin asked.

"I must have complained," Su Miao said with a smile, "You don't know how embarrassing I was at that time."

Qiao Lin let go of him: "What about now?"

Su Miao looked at Qiao Lin's serious face, and couldn't say "I've forgotten who you are", so she could only shake her head: "Children can't remember things, so you don't have to worry about it. What's more, I'm not, Don't I still like you?" Su Miao's ears were half red when she said that, a little embarrassed.

"That's right. The important person you liked before," Su Miao suddenly thought of something, and asked cautiously, "Is it me?"

Jolin nodded.

Su Miao didn't know how to speak for a while, and asked intermittently: "Don't you find it strange, why do I like you, you also said before that we are all men..."

Qiao Lin shook his head: "There's nothing to criticize, I thought they all had the same heart." It's okay to say that he confused friendship and love, maybe he did when he was young, but it's not okay to face Su Miao's throbbing in such a situation. Find other words to substitute.

All of a sudden, Su Miao didn't know how to describe her feelings. It was the kind of relief that kept the clouds open to see the moon, and the pride of being overjoyed, mixed with a little bit of grievance that she had always liked in a humble way.

Liking a boy means that he can't let go to chase like other people, it means that he may have to endure gossip, and it means that the person he likes may not be the same way, and he will regard this heart as nothing.

But Jolin said he wouldn't.

It was as if a barrier had been breached, and the torrent of complex emotions burst.

Then let him fall. In the future, he will recognize all the blessings and misfortunes, and he will be greedy for this.

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While talking, Su Miao's cell phone rang, and it was Shen Luo's call, urging him to go home.

"It's time for me to go home." After he answered, he didn't let go of Jolin's hand.

Jolin climbed onto his shoulders and kissed him.The lips and teeth are intertwined, and the mellow aroma of yogurt seems to melt in the breath, making people deeply immersed in it.

After a while, Qiao Lin let go of him and said, "Go back, I will go to your house to find you at night."

Su Miao was just coaxed to carry her things home. After dinner at night, she absent-mindedly followed her family to watch TV in the living room, but her attention was always glued to the door.

Finally got his wish and heard a knock on the door.

Su Miao almost jumped off the sofa and rushed to the door to open it.

Outside the door, Qiao Lin buried half of his face in the scarf. Seeing Su Miao open the door and tear off his scarf, he smiled at him.

"Good evening, here I come."