When He Smiles

In the last period before the summer vacation, the school was always busy, and she was called home by the grand ceremony before the final exam. Meng Hang never came back for the high school entrance examination last week. She entered the house at noon that day, and the little boy was still angry and ignored her.

Sitting on the sofa embroidering at the ceremony, she snuggled up and watched TV.

"When is your school closed?" the ceremony asked.

Meng Shengnan: "I don't know the details yet, it is estimated that it will be next week."

"No temporary arrangements, right?"

"No, what's the matter?"

The ceremony glanced at her.

"Two days ago, your grandma called and said that I missed you, and stayed with Xiao Hang for a few days after the matter."

Meng Shengnan said ‘um’.

"I kind of miss grandma too."

The TV shows a bitter drama from the Republic of China, and the heroine kneels at the door of the house on a rainy day and is stopped outside. Meng Shengnan really couldn't bear to watch this, and he had to switch channels when he picked up the remote control. The ceremony looked up from the needlework, "Don't change it, I think it's working hard."

Meng Shengnan: "..."

She was bored and leaned forward to the ceremony, "What is this you embroidered?"

"See it for yourself."

"Peacock?"

He didn't hear a response for a long time, Meng Shengnan turned his head and looked a little sad at the ceremony. On the TV, the heroine was slapped with a whip by her majestic father, and the heroine fell to the ground without saying a word. She watched the ceremony again, her eyes were wet. The woman couldn't help muttering: "What a pitiful child."

Meng Shengnan sighed and got up to tease Meng Hang.

The little boy pouted his mouth and ignored him, turning his head to one side. She squatted down to the other side and looked at him. The little boy turned back, and Meng Shengnan squatted over. The little boy was annoyed and frowned, "Oh, sister."

Meng Shengnan smiled, "I'm going out now, are you going?"

The little boy has a good face, "Don't go."

"Really not going?"

The little boy bit his lip, "If you don't go, you won't go."

"Oh."

Meng Shengnan nodded, got up and went to the room to get the bag. Then went to the door to change shoes, and muttered to himself like a decent, "I remember that store seems to have new products again. It's even better than Mumbius." The clothes were grabbed by someone before he finished talking. , She looked down.

"sister."

The little boy looked at her pitifully.

Meng Shengnan was happy, "Want to go?"

"Ok."

She pointed to her cheek, and the little boy immediately leaned over and took a mouthful. So the two of them smiled and went out, and Xiao Hang jumped and jumped and was so happy. The mall was full of sights, and she took Meng Hang directly to the amusement city on the third floor.

Meng Hang was playing with other children, and she stood by.

From time to time, I walked by young parents and children, a family of three or four. She was inexplicably sentimental, and the phone in her bag was shaking. She picked it up and put it in her ear, Qi Qiao said something she didn't hear clearly. The surroundings were too noisy, she glanced at Meng Hang and ran to the outside to listen to the phone.

"What did you just say?" she asked.

Qi Qiao's voice was raised: "Let me ask where are you?"

"Trade City Playground." She stared at Meng Hang, and said: "Are you coming?"

"It's necessary, waiting for me."

Meng Shengnan smiled, lowered his head and put the phone in his bag. It's just that she just raised her head and walked in, but Meng Hang's figure disappeared. She was confused at the time and hurriedly looked around. Before stepping out a few steps, I heard behind me yelling: "Sister."

She immediately turned her head, stunned severely.

Chi Zheng took Meng Hang's hand and looked at her with a smile. In that moment, Meng Shengnan felt like a wasteland and old age. Looking at Sweet Honey many years ago, it was the old street in 1995. Under the window, Maggie Cheung and Liming looked back at each other in pairs, the ups and downs of the years. After a long time of gathering and separation, two lines of smiles and tears.

After a while, the man looked down at Meng Hang.

"This is also called surprise." He said.

Meng Hang happily ran to her and took her hand, "Sister, I saw my brother first."

"Ok."

She rubbed Xiao Hang's hair and looked up at him.

"It's on holiday?" His voice was tepid.

Meng Shengnan was silent, his mouth pursed.

Chi Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you want to talk to me?"

"what."

Meng Shengnan: "No, it's still a few days in school."

"Is it."

She said ‘um’.

Xiao Hang shook her hand to go to play with the children, she had not had time to speak.

Xiao Hang asked: "Can my brother go, too?"

Meng Shengnan looked down at Xiao Hang, "Brother is very busy--"

"can."

His voice suddenly fell, and Meng Shengnan raised his eyes.

Chi Zheng glanced at her faintly, stepped forward and slightly bent his waist to hug Meng Hang. The little boy put his arms around his neck and kept smiling. Neither of them walked directly to the amusement city without seeing her, Meng Shengnan's face was stunned.

She then followed in.

Chi Zheng put Meng Hang among a bunch of children and withdrew. At that moment, she had just walked to his side, her eyes falling on Meng Hang, lingering. Someone passed by from time to time, and the two retreated to the corner. Chi Zheng put his hands in his pockets, half leaning against the wall. Vaguely aware of his gaze swept over, she pretended not to see it, and then listened to him.

"I have always wanted to ask you something."

She didn't move her eyes: "Yeah."

"Meng Shengnan." Chi Zheng said quietly.

Hearing him calling her name, she raised her eyes slightly, but her eyes fell elsewhere beside him.

"Don't you dare to look at me?"

Chi Zheng stared at her profile, and she looked over for a while.

"I'm listening."

Chi Zheng smiled lightly.

"You really are—"

He licked his front teeth, turned his head away and smiled and turned back.

"Why did you run that day?"

Meng Shengnan's eyebrows twitched, "What's running?"

"I have to make it clear?"

Meng Shengnan pressed her lips tightly, and her palm was a little trembling and couldn't hold it.

"I just showed you a book and mentioned a name. If you don't know you won't know, what are you running?" Chi Zheng glanced up and raised his eyes, "Why are you crying?"

Meng Shengnan shook a fist, "I just--"

"Just what?" he forced.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her who made her blush and heartbeat. Chi Zheng's eyes are dark, like a wolf. Meng Shengnan looked at him slowly and suddenly smiled.

"What do you want me to say?" she asked.

Chi Zheng's eyes flashed.

He was about to speak when someone shouted ‘Meng Shengnan’ not far away. Chi Zheng glanced at her, and the woman pretended to hold on hard as if nothing had happened. His thin lips buzzed: "I'm leaving now." After speaking, she turned away from the inside.

Meng Shengnan breathed a sigh of relief slowly.

"Sister Qiao Qiao." Meng Hang suddenly shouted.

She looked back, and Qi Qiao had already walked over. Xiao Hang stopped playing and ran to them. The little boy looked around, raised his head and asked Meng Shengnan, "Sister, where is my brother?"

Qi Qiao: "What brother?"

Meng Shengnan: "Oh, I met a high school classmate, just left."

"Brother is gone?" Xiao Hang sighed, "I still want him to teach me to play games."

Qi Qiao heard the smell, "Which high school classmate?"

Meng Shengnan: "You don't know."

"Just pretend." Qi Qiao pouted.

Then he ignored her, pulled Meng Hang and started to wipe out the doll machine.

It's noisy around.

Meng Shengnan felt that she had a terrible headache. She sat alone on the sofa by the corridor of the mall. There is music in the shop diagonally opposite, and the singing of Nanhe Beidou makes tears turn into lovesickness rain. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh, or not to wake up at all.

She went back to school that night.

Qi Qiao was sensitive and insisted on following her, using the kitchen in her apartment to say that she would make a meal of the best of the world for her to eat. Listening to the crackling of pots and pans inside, Meng Shengnan was helpless and too lazy to care. A person was sitting on the sofa watching Carmen in Mong Kok. When Andy Lau was shot, her eyes were wet.

"My God."

Qi Qiao walked over and stared at her, wearing an apron, "As for being so sad, it's all fake."

She rolled her eyes.

"Is the meal ready?"

Qi Qiao Zizi Le, "Try it?"

She got up and went to the kitchen, took a bite of the dish with her chopsticks, and looked left and right.

"Eat." Qi Qiao was anxious.

Meng Shengnan was dubious and gagged slowly.

"How is it?" Qi Qiao looked expectant.

Meng Shengnan closed his eyes and sighed.

"It's really hard for me to imagine how your family lived till now."

Qi Qiao frowned, took a sip for himself, and instantly felt that Qiqiao was smoking.

"How is it?" she asked.

"It's over." The woman burst into tears, "I used chili sauce as ketchup."

Meng Shengnan couldn't help laughing.

"It's worth it."

"What? She asked.

Qi Qiao said, "I finally laughed at you."

Outside the window is as quiet as water, without waves. The two slowly finished their meal and then lay down on the bed. Qi Qiao played radio music. The soothing and soft background music slowly flowed in the house. Qi Qiao asked in a low voice: "The man who talked to you in the afternoon is the Chi Zheng from the Ninth Middle School, right?"

Meng Shengnan didn't want to hide it anymore, "Yes."

"How long have you liked him?"

"forget."

Qi Qiao sighed, "You thought a lot when you were in high school, and now you are. There is nothing wrong with you. It's just like the heavens and the earth are falling apart. Nan Nan, this way you will be very tired."

After a long time, Meng Shengnan's eyes were moist.

"I know."

Qi Qiao slowly turned sideways, looking at her helplessly.

"Knowing it can't be done, what's the use."

Meng Shengnan closed his eyes, tears slid from his cheeks and dripped onto the bed.

Qi Qiao said in his heart.

"Cry, you will feel clean after crying."

After a while, Meng Shengnan wiped his tears, opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

Qi Qiao laughed at her: "You are still timid."

Meng Shengnan sniffed, "Is it small?"

"Ah." Qi Qiao said, "smaller than the tip of a needle."

Meng Shengnan cried and laughed.

Qi Qiao: "I know what he used to be, but I heard that he has a lot of convergence now. Apart from the bad mix, there is nothing else to choose."

"He's not so bad, right." Meng Shengnan defended in a low voice.

Qi Qiao blinked, her eyes smiling.

In the middle of the night, the house was full of warm light. The two women cried and laughed, and their depression disappeared with the night. The dark sky shrouded this vast land. Looking down, Jiangcheng didn't even have a place to slap it. But in this land, there are countless Chinese children. They live together, no matter spring, autumn, winter or summer, no matter the ups and downs.

There are stars falling on that shabby street.

The man sat on the bedside, spinning his cell phone tirelessly. He stretched his leg and a half, with his arms over his head. Only the lamp was on in the room, and the man had no expression. He stared at a place, his black eyes quiet. Then he lit a cigarette and started smoking.