Still, Wait For Me

Chapter 52: Were We Known Before?

Dumplings can't be eaten when it gets cold. Xu Tiansheng hugged the bag in his arms, covered it with one hand, parachuted with one hand, and ran all the way to Xinyan Middle School.

Xu Tingsheng called himself Xiang Jie's cousin at the door guard. The old man looked at him with a very suspicious look for half a day. He barely called Xiang Jie for help in the teaching building until Xu Tingsheng passed a pack of cigarettes.

Xiang Zheng came, Xu Tiansheng stood at the door and the rain dripped down from his hair.

He said, "I bought you dumplings, the one by the stone bridge. ”

Xiang froze and took Xu Tinsheng's dumplings. He said in some panic: “Uncle.” This name may come from the long-haired friend Xiao Xiaozhuang, in her mouth, Xu Tiansheng is uncle.

Xiaoxiao shouted, with a little cowardice, and a panicked look.

In her previous life, she yelled at her uncle countless times, and Xu Tingsheng fought... “You should call me brother, I'm not that old," he said. This time he was younger, but when he heard the call, he didn't want to fight, he just felt happy.

Xu Tingsheng did not speak, Xiang Jiang continued with a frightened voice: “Uncle, you are not a bad person, right? ”

“No, of course not. ”

Xu Tiansheng waved his hand hastily. Xiang Jie stood under the roof. He stood in the rain with one hand supporting the umbrella. His other arm extended the umbrella. He swayed around in the rain. The rain splashed, and a drop fell on Xiang Jie's cheek,...

He tried to reach out and wipe, but his hand was half-empty.

Xiang Jian retreated a step back, she seemed to be greatly frightened. The last time I saw her, she was not like this. The unprotected appearance even made Xu Tiansheng very worried for a while and educated her.

What happened to her this time?

“My classmate, my best friend, you've met... she's gone, she runs away from home with her boyfriend for the summer, her boyfriend takes her to a stranger's house, and then she's gone.” As if I could see Xu's doubts, Xiang elaborated.

In her previous life, Xu Tiansheng had not listened to Xiang Jian mention this, perhaps because it was too painful, she did not want to recall.

People actually have this kind of self-shielding subconscious, genuine fear and pain to the extreme, often reluctant to think about it again, much less mention it again, because every time you mention it, you have to experience that pain again, like cutting an old wound with a sharp knife.

Now Xu Tiansheng knows why she's scared.

He thought about it and had to move Liu Sherie out and say, “I know you, Mr. Liu, your class director,... don't be afraid. ”

Xiang Jian was surprised for a while and said, "Really? ”

“Really," Xu Tingsheng said, "and the package that you and Teacher Liu received in April, which contained slate root and white vinegar, I sent that to you. Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. ”

“Ah?” Xiang shouted halfway open. “So you sent it. Thank you... but why? I mean, we didn't seem to know each other. Uncle Weaver just said you were my cousin, but I haven't seen you. ”

Xiang Jianzheng asked Xu why, what should Xu Tianzheng say?

He wanted to say, because I loved you for two lifetimes, for the failures of previous generations, that I wanted to make it up to ten times in this life.

He wants to say that I don't want to try it again because I've tasted the pain of losing you, so this time I'm going to be watching you like this, because you accidentally like someone else;

He wanted to say that I wanted to grow up with you;

He wanted to say that I just wanted to look at you more and talk to you more;

He wanted to say that there is a story like this. Eight years from now, Xiang Jian will fall in love with Xu Tiansheng...

But he can't say anything.

“We met before?” Xiang gazed at Xu Tiansheng and asked softly, frowning and not talking.

“Maybe I forgot, the teacher and my parents both said I was careless.” The little girl thought it was her problem and gave herself a roundabout.

“Of course we do, but we don't know each other...

I've seen you on a Ferris wheel, I've seen you by the sea, I've seen you on Long Street, where the leaves fall, I've seen you at the door of a park selling marshmallows,...

I've seen you smile like a flower, I've seen you cry all over your face, I've seen you gentle and good, I've seen you quite unreasonable,... "

Xu Tinsheng said silently in his heart.

“You forgot, … yeah, how could you possibly remember that this was the only past I had alone, and for you, it was supposed to happen eight years later. ”

He still didn't know how to talk, read early after the bell rang, and the students poured out of the classroom and swarmed towards the cafeteria.

Another girl, she might be another friend of Xiang Jie, stood at the bottom of the building far away waiting for Xiang Jie, and Xiang Jie said: “I'm going to have breakfast with my classmates. ”

“This”, Xiang shook the bag in his hand and said, "I love this, but... can you give it to my classmates? She loves it, too. ”

“Okay.” Xu Tiansheng nodded forcefully.

“Well, goodbye. ”

“Goodbye. ”

“Go back and wipe your hair, it's all wet. ”

“Um, okay. ”

……

In the next few days, Xu Tiansheng did not go to find Xiang Jie again, so that she would not be concerned but disturbed.

Like the last time, Xu Tinsheng occasionally wandered around the city, occasionally lying on the back hillside of New Rock Middle School all afternoon. Luckily, he saw a condensation in the playground for a gym class.

The classmate in the class was running, she didn't know if she was cheating or if she was left alone somehow.

The little girl tied her hair into a ponytail. One person stood under the basket with a basketball in his arms and threw it "with his hands" up once. Xu Tiansheng didn't even know how many times she had thrown it in. He only saw the bouncing ponytail, flying in the sun.

That's it, that's good.

I look at you, and you don't know.

At this moment, Xu Tiansheng thought of moving away from Xiang Zheng's life and becoming a bystander. In fact, this was not a temporary thought. He had always struggled between these two choices, approaching or watching.

The thought of this moment does not mean that it can stop Xu Tiansheng from talking to herself and smiling at herself in a few days or even hours.

At least for the next few days, Xu Tiansheng withstood, and he didn't even go to the grass slope behind the mountain.

Xu Tingsheng visited his upcoming school, Iwata University, in advance.

This is a university city of seven universities, located in the southwestern suburbs of Iowa City. Over the years, because of the expansion of university recruitment, university cities have been built all over the country. Xu Tingnian does not know exactly how many talents these university cities have developed, but he knows that these university cities have fed at least many people.

The ancillary facilities of the University City called Xishan are still gradually under construction, so the adjacent town of the same name has become a bustling commercial market. Although the freshmen have not yet reported, the senior sisters have returned and the businessmen are busy in the heat.

Xu Tingsheng had not visited the University City in his previous life. He wandered around Xishan Town, asked again and found Iwazhou University in the middle of the University City.

It feels good to walk back to college campus.

There are quiet tree-lined paths, beautiful sisters in long skirts walking by you with books, people sitting on the lawn sun, a group of people, or a pair, spirited old professors playing Tai Chi, men 35% hugging basketball or soccer whistling away.

Once again, this may be the wish of many in the group over 30.

In my memory, Xu Tiansheng was drunk once, and the next day she woke up and told him, "Do you know what you were screaming drunk last night?" You said you still wanted to read.

This time, Xu Tiansheng can achieve it.