The person I like is still alive

Chapter 1 Wedges

Tomb-sweeping day should be a good time to fly a kite.

Otherwise, how can you be worthy of your own name?

Right, Lu Qingming.

Born in the Qingming Festival gives people a feeling of coolness.

At this moment, the bowl of steaming noodles in front of him looks really comfortable.

Days of continuous rainy weather, coupled with late spring cold, made the temperature extremely low.

Lu Qingming ate the noodles with his head down, picked out the shredded cabbage, pork, onion and garlic in the noodles, took two bites to rest for a while, and then began to wonder whether he should add a sweater before going out to the appointment.

Obviously, when you are on vacation, you should have a good rest and sleep, watch TV and play games when you have free time, and finally go to work with your tired body. This is the right way.

Lu Qingming was absent-mindedly eating noodles while his phone was still ringing.

Don't let it ring, Lu Qingming ate the noodles with his head down. The wide noodles were picked up one by one, which was quite interesting.

Thousands of mountains and rivers, thousands of miles away, tireless hard work.

Probably this state is used to describe myself.

Lu Qingming thought a little to comfort himself.

Fortunately, the noodles made by the uncle next door are not bad.

I haven't been in the mood to eat noodles for several years, but now the noodles are still as delicious as ever, and the side dishes are still thrown away as always.

The road was muddy, and when I got off the bus and came here, I didn't even know where to put my feet.

However, it is not difficult to bear down and move forward.

It's just a layer of mud on the freshly washed shoes.

Maybe when it is killed, it will fall after a few jumps.

A bit of bittersweet.

The so-called neighbor’s house is actually hundreds of meters away from my hometown, but since this place is based on the village as a unit, every house from the beginning of the village to the end of the village is regarded as the next door.

Lu Qingming was playing with his mobile phone, and the uncle was skilfully scooping up noodles, while talking to Lu Qingming.

"Come back to the grave again?"

Lu Qingming raised his head, seemed to be thinking about how to answer, and said slowly, "Well, I'll be back in the afternoon."

"This year's road is not easy to travel, why don't you come back early?" The uncle put the noodles into the bowl, and then skillfully added the soup.

Lu Qingming lowered his head and continued to eat his own noodles without answering.

Not coming back to worship the ancestors, nor going with the family.

I just came to see Chi Jiang, and I couldn't bear Chi Jiang to be alone.

That's all.

After Lu Qingming finished eating the noodles, he stood up, probably because he woke up violently, and the scenery in front of him seemed to be foggy.But after standing still for a while, my eyes gradually became clear.

It always works out.

Even if Chi Jiang is not around.

If you don’t feel well, just take medicine, and when you want to cry, just hold back.

Lu Qingming took the kite that was placed beside him, but he couldn't hold it firmly, and the string balls of the kite rolled to the ground.Lu Qingming was stunned for two seconds, and after realizing it, he knelt down to pick it up.It should be tied to the kite, but I just thought about it and didn't act.

Let Chi Jiang tie it up.

Anyway, I am not good at this kind of thing.

In the end, Lu Qingming bent down to pick it up by himself.

Because Chi Jiang was not around.

It was still difficult to walk, and even the trouser legs were splashed with mud.

Walking is the field ridge, and cotton is planted on both sides.It is green and green, and the wind blows, and you can hear the sound of rushing.Cotton flowers are beautiful, the petals have a moist texture when touched, and the colors are also very beautiful, ranging from deep red to light red to pure white.

But it's been a long time, and I can't remember it.

I only remember that my grandparents were harvesting cotton in the field, and I was sitting with Chi Jiang on the ridge of the field.

I remember one time, I saw a big bug and caught it with my hands.I was afraid that I would crush the insect to death, so I held it in the palm of my hand, and then my palm hurt a bit, and I couldn't help letting go of my fist, and the insect flew out.

But it still hurts, like being pricked by a needle.

Then Chi Jiang said that the bug was a bee and would sting people.It was early morning at that time, the weather was suitable, neither hot nor cold, everything was just right.Chi Jiang comforted herself with a smile, saying that it was okay and the pain would be gone in a while.

Mingming is about the same age, but I always feel that Chi Jiang is not mature like her peers.

Whenever something happens to me, I like to cry with the corners of my mouth open, tears and snot flowing together.

Being bullied and crying.

I feel sick and cry.

I hate people, but I still cry.

What an embarrassing time.

Lu Qingming smiled reluctantly, holding a very ordinary eagle kite in his hand.I also bought two rolls of thread and twisted them together so that the kite can fly higher.

At that time, everyone had grown up, and I still followed Chi Jiang like a child.

I remember that one year I was obsessed with some young and Dangerous TV, and then decided to call him Chi Jiang's boss.But after only yelling, Chi Jiang's complexion changed, and she couldn't speak.

Chi Jiang said that it would be good to call her Chi Jiang, don't follow the example on TV.

Physical ailments can always be resolved.

But in my heart, what should I do?

Year after year, I can't suppress the longing, I can't cry, I can't laugh.In my heart, when I swallow bitterness, my throat seems to be inflamed, and it hurts no matter what.

The eagle kite in Lu Qingming's hand is not in fashion.I remember one time when I put it away, the ball of thread came off the handle because I forgot to tie a knot.The kite was entangled in the tree, and I couldn't get it off.I still remember that the weather was terrible, with layers of clouds pressing down and strong winds blowing.Obviously, it was only entangled in a not very tall tree, and the trunk of that tree was very thin, but the kite refused to come down.

Chi Jiang said to wait.

So Lu Qingming waited.

The two sat on the ridge of the field foolishly, while Lu Qingming was still holding the string of the kite, which was a bright and transparent string.

Another gale came and the kite fell from the tree and the line was pulled tight, but that kind of kite line was so slippery it wouldn't hold, and then the kite went up again.

Lu Qingming once again regretted not tying the thread to the handle.

Very sorry.

It's better to hold the things you like in the palm of your hand.

It was not easy for the kite to fall.

Seeing her appearance, Chi Jiang laughed aside, and when she finished laughing, she patted herself on the head and tied the thread to the handle.When he smiled, he looked at himself tenderly.

Not reconciled to himself, he rubbed Chi Jiang's hair with his hands.

Lu Qingming clenched the kite in his hand, and the further he walked, the more terrifying the road ahead became.

How can Qingming Festival be suitable for kite flying?

The old man said poplar green, kite flying.

Tomb-sweeping day should be when pedestrians on the road want to die.

But the most horrible time is over, and the most unbearable place has been blown away by time.

But the noodles just now are quite delicious, the soup is rich and fragrant.

But when the wind blows, it seems that all the food is digested.

The heat is too much needed to counteract the cardiorespiratory cold, and the air is shady.

Go to the same high school and do nothing.

He went to play with Chi Jiang, but when Chi Jiang played, Lu Qingming watched.Obviously not a class, follow from the head of the class to the end of the class.

Chi Jiang half-bent her fingers, tapped Qingming's forehead, and persuaded with a smile, "Go back to the classroom, you're not a child."

The preparatory bell had already rung, and there was no one in the corridor.

The sun shone warmly on her body, and Chi Jiang's face was still dripping with water from washing her face.

Lu Qingming seemed to be bewitched, and stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick the drops of water on Chi Jiang's face.

The tip of the tongue feels wet first, and then the skin feels hot and humid.

When the tongue was still on the tip of the nose, Lu Qingming had already woken up, and his eyes were wide open.

Then, the first thing to do is run.

Running quickly in the corridor, as if fleeing for his life.

Are you running for your life?

After this incident, Lu Qingming reviewed and pondered countless times, why, why.

Even when I think about it now, I feel that it is far from enough.

Did not kiss Chi Jiang's mouth, did not hold Chi Jiang tightly.

It was getting darker and it looked like it was going to rain.

However, it's better when it rains, which is in line with the state of mind.

What happened afterwards, I can't remember everything.I only remember the way the light refracted on the corridor floor, and my mentality of fleeing in panic.

Dazed and sweet.

It's like a cotton candy-like dream, so sweet that you want to fall into it, and so beautiful that you want to cry.

Then reflecting the future at this moment, I feel even more vague and boundless.

I feel miserable, afraid of taking a wrong step, afraid of all changes.

The kite is still in my hand.It was overcast, but the rain had not yet fallen.

Chi Jiang didn't express any opinion on this matter, she was still smiling and gentle.

But Lu Qingming was scared and didn't dare to follow Chi Jiang anymore.

Every day, he secretly hides in the classroom and peeks at Chi Jiang on the playground.

When she met a girl who gave Chi Jiang water and gas, her face swelled into a bun, like a little hamster with its mouth full.

Jealousy, like love, arises quietly and grows with the wind.

Then, Chi Jiang died.

That day Lu Qingming was still worrying about the math papers, he had already been invited to the office several times by the head teacher.His grades have been declining recently.

so hard.

Lu Qingming looked at the paper and unconsciously thought of Chi Jiang.

During this time, he often thought of Chi Jiang.

Although there are fewer opportunities to meet each other, Chi Jiang's face seems to be turning around in front of her all the time.

When Lu Qingming thought of Chi Jiang, he secretly laughed.

Silly.

Lu Qingming held the kite string and smiled.

The last ray of the sun is still struggling.

Some of the handwriting on the paper could not be read clearly.

Just when I drew the curtains and was about to turn on the lights, I heard my parents sighing in the living room.

Lu Qingming was still a little irritable, he hadn't finished the math paper yet, but the holiday was almost over, and he couldn't go to Chi Jiang to copy it, because he was in a unilateral cold war.

When he went out, his mother froze for a moment.

Went to the freezer to grab an ice cream and ate it.

Suddenly his mother said that Chi Jiang, who lived upstairs, had died. Aren't you on good terms? Let's go and have a look.

Lu Qingming took a bite of ice cream.

Then he looked at his parents with wide eyes, like someone had told a ridiculous joke.

The ice cream is really cold, and the heart and lungs of those who eat it seem to be freezing.

Lu Qingming cried silently all night.

He was there when Chi Jiang was sent to be burned.

His face was still as good-looking as ever.

I heard the neighbors talking about me, saying that I was hit by a car and died, what a pitiful death.

It was the first time that Lu Qingming knew that his heart was pierced like a knife, and it wasn't really painful.I just don't know why the tears are uncontrollable, and even breathing feels uncomfortable.

He attended the funeral as a good friend.

But every year I come to see Chi Jiang alone.

With the eagle kite that Chi Jiang gave him.