The shimmering lost dusty summer

Chapter 1
Youth is a silent war, and we are defeated after all.

1. Start

Qin Nuanfeng just looked at the man's face covered by the white cloth.

He died, killed by her.

There was the sound of her mother crying beside her ears, she pursed her lips and did not move.

Who is clamoring to eat popsicles?Arguing for that man to buy it?Even though it is late autumn, it is impossible to sell cold drinks in a small town.

It's her, she thinks he will buy it, who made him the one to replace her dead father as her stepfather?He had to please her, so regardless of his mother's objection, he went to buy popsicles that were impossible to buy in the dark.

Just like that, he was hit by a car and died, and his mother identified the body covered in blood. Nuan Feng still remembered the broken face.

There was a sudden pain in her heart, and only at this moment did she realize how big a mistake she had made.

Because he took the mother's place and replaced the father's position, she always hated him, even hated him. When other children said that her stepfather would abuse her, she would spit on him and find ways to express her dissatisfaction.

However, at this time, the price of expressing dissatisfaction seems to be too tragic.

There was a slight weeping beside him.

She turned her head subconsciously. It was a boy who was a head shorter than her. His name was Ding Yu, the son brought by that man. His face was full of tears, and he just stared at her like that. What was that too strong thing in his eyes?At that time, Nuan Feng didn't understand it, but after many years, she understood that it was hatred.

That year, Qin Nuanfeng was eleven.

Ding Yu, ten years old.

2. You owe me, you forgot?

Qin Nuanfeng was called into the teaching office by the dean after school. Past experience told her that Ding Yu got into trouble again, and her mother was so angry that she stopped coming to school a long time ago, so whenever something happened, everyone would look for her who was in the same grade as Gao Dingyu.

This time Ding Yu smashed his classmate's head and needed five stitches, and the dean had to give another "teaching class".

"I have never taught such a naughty student until now. If it wasn't for the nine-year compulsory education, I would have fired him long ago." The dean is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a bit of a temper.

Nuan Feng obediently listened to his lecture, while Ding Yu stood by and watched coldly.

He is always like this, he likes to get into trouble and let the warm wind bear his back, seeing her turn pale after being reprimanded by the dean, he feels very relieved, just like now he even feels that this classmate's head is broken.

"Let your mother send 500 yuan over tomorrow, the medical expenses requested by the parents of the classmate." The dean finally prepared to end the lecture, and said the key point of today's talk.

Nuanfeng was startled, so many?
"That's not enough. Our school knows your family's situation and has tried to speak well." The dean saw her embarrassment, after all, she was orphaned and widowed.

Having said that, Nuan Feng bit her lip and took out the wallet in her pocket. There was 700 yuan in it, which she was going to use to pay the dance class tuition today. Originally, her mother raised the money for her, but she gave it to Ding Yu paid the tuition for English tutoring classes, so he took out the money that he had saved for more than a year.

It seemed that the dance class was not over. She was a little sad, but she didn't hesitate. She took five of the whole money she just got from the canteen today and handed it to the dean.

Seeing her obediently handing the money to the teacher, Ding Yu snorted and turned his face away.

A dispute was finally over, Nuanfeng let out a sigh of relief, left the teaching office and walked out of the school gate.

"Bring it." Someone jumped in front of her.

She was taken aback when she saw that it was Ding Yu: "What are you bringing?"

"Money." It's nothing to pretend, just now she clearly saw that there were two money left in her wallet.

Nuan Feng subconsciously protected the pocket: "What is it for?"

"Take care of me, bring it."

"Aren't you still going to take English tutoring, how can you have time to play games?" In fact, there is no need to guess, Ding Yu's money is spent on the game room in the town.

"Who said I want to take English tutoring." Ding Yu said.

"But the money has been paid."

"Did you see that I handed it in?" Ding Yu glared at her, and said the second half of the sentence that must have annoyed her, "I've been using it for playing games."

The warm wind took a deep breath: "You..." But he couldn't speak.

"What about me?" Ding Yu was satisfied to see her lips trembling with anger, and smiled happily, "You owe me, you forgot?"

That's right, what she owed him was that this executioner killed her father, and now he deserved what he did to her.

"Give me the money." He spread his hand in front of her.

Nuan Feng bit her lips desperately, not letting her eyes turn red with anger, why did the tutoring opportunity that she cherished so much be squandered like useless waste in his hands?The money I saved for more than a year was nothing because of him in a blink of an eye. She was very angry, really angry, but she bit her lip, he was right, she owed him, his father's death, no matter what It's not clear, what right does she have to be angry?What rights?
Closing her eyes, she saw the resentful eyes of Ding Yu in the mortuary that winter again. She sighed softly, reached into her pocket with trembling hands, took out her wallet, opened it silently, and took out the only two banknotes left.

"Thank you." Ding Yu snatched the two banknotes. In fact, his heart was not as happy as his expression. He wanted to see her cry, but it seems that he will be more ruthless next time.

He walked away resentfully, leaving Qin Nuanfeng standing alone at the school gate, she didn't move for a long time, a classmate who came back late accidentally kicked the football to her feet on the playground next to her, and asked her to pick it up, but she didn't move She just let the wind blow her hair again and again.

The other students left, but Qin Nuanfeng stood at the door and did not leave.

Teacher Chen from the dance department came out of the classroom and smiled when she saw Nuanfeng: "Nuanfeng, why haven't you left yet?"

"Teacher," Nuan Feng hesitated, "Is it true that I will play the role of the white-haired girl in today's June [-] performance?" She remembered that this was originally Zhu Ping's role, and Zhu Ping was Teacher Chen's daughter, so there is nothing wrong with giving her the leading role.

"Her?" Teacher Chen sighed. She wanted her daughter to play the role. People are always partial, but her daughter is too unmotivated. She doesn't talk about her studies well, and she is afraid of getting tired after practicing dance. No, she didn't come today. In class, let her play the white-haired girl on June [-]st, she must lose face, "She is not as good as you, and you are the best in my class, who can play the white-haired girl?"

He said lovingly stroking Nuanfeng's hair: "Nanfeng, don't cut this hair recently, keep it like this, it will be braided during the June [-]st performance, it's just right." Funding problems, plus Nuanfeng itself is a problem. She has beautiful long hair, so the ministry only prepares headgear for white-haired girls when their hair turns gray.

"Well, I won't cut it off." Nuan Feng nodded obediently, saying that Teacher Chen is a good person, and she even helped pay for the tuition of the dance class, and he must perform well to thank her.

And at the same time.

In the abandoned car shed of the school.

Zhu Ping.

A few friends play cards together.

"Ding Yu, you lost again." Zhu Ping threw the last card on the table, laughing loudly, "Learn to bark quickly, learn quickly."

"Damn it!" Ding Yu threw away the cards in his hand angrily, wondering why he was so unlucky today?
"Ding Yu, I think you should stop here today. You have decided on 'Commander' (in dialect, the pronunciation of the word 'Si' is the same as that of 'Losing')." The two people next to him couldn't help but make fun of him.

"Go!" Ding Yu waved his hand and grabbed the cards on the table, "Again, I don't believe that I will keep losing today."

"Okay," Zhu Ping looked at Ding Yu's stinky face with a smile, "But this time you lose, you can't just bark like a dog, how about we make a bet?"

"Let's talk first." Ding Yu is not an idiot, Zhu Ping must have thought of some other idea when she said this.

"No, let's talk first," Zhu Ping held down his hand which was busy dealing cards, "Otherwise, this is the end of today."

Ding Yu was helpless, looked up at Zhu Ping's ghostly expression, and then at the two partners next to him, who were also looking at him, thought for a while, and nodded: "Okay, tell me."

Zhu Ping rolled her eyes nimbly, and ran her fingers through the beautiful long hair at the back of her head.

"If you lose, you will cut off your sister's long hair." A gleam flashed in Zhu Ping's eyes.

The surroundings suddenly quiet down, this is not an insignificant bet like barking like a dog, it will cause trouble, the other two people next to you, you look at me, I look at you.

"What did I think it was? Is it just like that?" Who knows that Ding Yu looked indifferent, "It's easier than learning how to bark a dog, okay, just bet on this."

"Ding Yu——." Someone couldn't help but speak, Nuan Feng was in the same class as him, and couldn't bear to see her beautiful hair cut off.

But Ding Yu got angry: "Why, it seems that I will lose, come on, continue quickly." He waved his hand and started to deal the cards again.

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, the man shrugged and decided not to meddle in other people's business. Maybe Ding Yu was just talking.

So a new round begins.

But only for a few minutes.

"Ding Yu, you lost, hahaha!" Zhu Ping laughed.

early morning.

A scream flew across the cloudless blue sky. Her mother, Fu Lei, was making breakfast. She was startled when she heard the scream. She dropped the spatula in her hand before picking it up. She ran out: "What's wrong?"

But I saw Qin Nuanfeng standing at the door of the bedroom holding a mirror. His beautiful long hair was cut off at this time, and it was uneven.

"What's going on?" She walked up, shaking her hands to touch Nuanfeng's hair.

The warm wind didn't move, and the whole person was shaking.

"Who cut it? Tell me who cut it?" Fu Lei was a little scared when she saw her, and hugged her.

Nuanfeng didn't speak, just stared at himself in the mirror, still shaking.

"Wanfeng, warm wind, don't you scare mom?" She rubbed her hair in a panic, but at the same time, she suddenly thought of someone, so she turned her head to search, "Ding Yu, where's Ding Yu?"

Ding Yu came out of the room, holding a section of hair in his hand, and watched the mother and daughter hugging each other coldly.

"It's you." Fu Lei saw the hair in his hands at a glance, let go of the warm air, and rushed over.

Ding Yu dodged back, glanced at Nuan Feng who was still shaking, and said, "It's me, so what? It's ugly." He made a face at Nuan Feng.

"Damn you!" Fu Lei was so angry that she raised her hand to hit him.

Of course he wouldn't let her hit him, he ran away as soon as he turned around, and ran to the door, seeing Fu Lei's slightly fat body chasing him: "I can't catch you." He cut off his hair and ran out.

"Don't come back after you leave!" Fu Lei yelled at the place where he escaped, and when she turned around, Nuan Feng was still standing there.

"Warm wind." She felt a pain in her heart and walked up.

The warm wind finally put down the mirror.

"Mom, I can't go to today's performance." She lowered her head and said softly, tears streaming down her face.

It was only then that Fu Lei remembered the June [-]st performance. Yesterday, Nuan Feng deliberately used her hair oil after washing her hair.

"What kind of evil is this?" Her tears were also forced out.

The role of the white-haired girl was replaced by Zhu Ping again. After hearing about Nuanfeng's situation, Teacher Chen didn't say anything, just sighed.

Nuanfeng knew that she must be disappointed. After rehearsing the dance for so long, it cost her so much effort, but because of her hair, all previous efforts were wasted. Teacher Chen's kindness to her before, her promise, became helpless, and made her feel even more uncomfortable. In the end, she couldn't even protect her own hair well.

The man was sitting on the swing in the community, with his uneven hair on his head.

Feeling resentful, but don't know what to complain about?Do you blame Ding Yu?Or blame yourself more and suffer on your own.

With a little force on her feet, the swing swings open, the surrounding scenery whirls, and she weeps softly.

Ding Yu came back after spending a whole day outside. He first showed off that cut of hair to Zhu Ping. He was slightly displeased when he heard that because he cut Nuan Feng's hair, she lost the chance to play the leading role. Zhu Ping took advantage of him, but after thinking about it, it would make Nuan Feng even worse, so she forgave Zhu Ping, asked her for a rubber band, tied her hair up, and held it in her hand.

To be honest, Nuanfeng's hair is really beautiful, black and shiny, and smells faintly when you put it close to your nose. In fact, you can throw it away after showing off, but he is still playing with it in his hands until now. Think about it. Hang it on the wall and shake that annoying girl whenever you have time.

When he passed the "sports corner" in the community, he glanced subconsciously to see if anyone was playing basketball. Anyway, he would be scolded if he went back, so he might as well stay outside for a while.

He plays basketball very well and has no rivals in school.

However, instead of seeing the people playing basketball, he saw the warm wind blowing through thousands of years, so he stopped.

The warm wind was still crying, silently, but the tears kept rolling down.

Ding Yu stared at her.

Making her cry is my goal, right?However, this girl never cried, her appearance was docile, but she was actually very stubborn. No matter how hard she tried, she had never seen her shed a single tear, and now she finally cried.

He thought he should give a loud cry, then pointed at the girl's face and laughed loudly, announcing to everyone that she was finally bullied by her and cried. Ding Yu's mouth moved, but he couldn't make a sound for some reason.

"Why are you crying?" He snorted, and looked down at the piece of hair in his hand, which was his trophy. At this moment, he suddenly felt that it was boring, "Let's go, let's play games." Then he turned around, Go outside the district.

Qin Nuanfeng didn't see him, but just sat on Qianqiu and echoed back and forth.

3. Grow up overnight

A few boys were watching the junior high school dance rehearsal at the door of the activity room. Ding Yu didn't want to come because Qin Nuanfeng was there, but his buddies wanted to chase one of the girls, saying that there were many people and strength, so they were dragged here .

He leaned against the door, watching several girls jumping and jumping there, a little absent-minded.

"Ding Yu, your sister is beautiful. Look at these women, she is the most outstanding." The fat man next to him pushed his arm against him, and pointed to Qin Nuanfeng over there.

Ding Yu looked over subconsciously. Nuan Feng had neat short hair, white skin, and his head was raised up, making his neck look slender. Kai Fatty said: "What my sister, how many times have I told you that Qin Nuanfeng is Qin Nuanfeng." His voice was a bit loud, so that several girls who were practicing stopped to look at him.

The dance teacher came up: "Students from the elementary school, don't interfere with our rehearsal, or ask your teacher to come over." Then he closed the door.

"It's you, Ding Yu, what are you doing so loudly?" The boy next to him blamed him.

Ding Yu snorted, indifferently: "You guys continue to squat, I'll go out to get some air, then turn around and leave.

Qin Nuanfeng felt that he couldn't concentrate today, his lower abdomen was swollen and hurt, he had an indescribable feeling, and he was out of breath after jumping a few times.

what happened?Didn't eat anything in the morning?She sat aside for a while, then stood up, followed a few girls and made a few jumping movements, when she landed, she suddenly felt something flowing down from below, she was taken aback, and stopped there.

In the past, when I was in a hurry to urinate, I would pull some out when I was excited, but now I am not in a hurry to urinate, just wondering, a girl behind patted her on the shoulder, approached her and said, "Qin Nuanfeng, are you the one? coming?"

that?The warm wind froze.

"You got it on your pants." The classmate said again.

Only then did she realize that she knew what it meant when girls said "that one came". Some girls of the same age "come" when they were in elementary school, but she hadn't moved since she entered junior high school. Could it be this?
She subconsciously turned her head to look behind her, and there was indeed a little red on the light-colored leggings. She was taken aback, and leaned her back against the wall, her face turned red all of a sudden.

"What's the matter, warm wind?" Seeing that she was leaning against the wall, the teacher came up and asked.

The girl said a few words in the teacher's ear just now, and the teacher immediately showed a clear expression, took off the coat she was wearing, handed it to the warm wind, and said to her with a smile: "Tie my coat around your waist. , change clothes and go back first."

"Teacher, I..." Nuan Feng was a little embarrassed.

"Girls have this day, they need a good rest, go back quickly." The teacher patted her on the head.

Nuan Feng nodded, grabbed the teacher's clothes, and ran away as if flying.

My mother works in middle school and is not at home. Nuanfeng doesn't know where the sanitary napkins that mother usually uses are kept, and she dare not buy them by herself.

But it's okay, after all, she has learned the physical hygiene of puberty, she is not too scared, she used a little more toilet paper and folded it up, and she hugged her stomach and nestled on the bed, and her stomach hurt.

(End of this chapter)