Old things in the south

Chapter 54 First Love (2)
My aunt went back to the city, and my younger sister went back to school. It was even more boring here. I sat in my room reading a book for most of the day, and slowly passed the time.The little girl doesn't know what it's like to be lonely. Although she is 16 years old, she is still full of childishness. When she returns home, she always asks the girl next door to go up the mountain to climb trees and dance around.

When the summer vacation was approaching, my father suddenly told us an exciting news, saying that one of his students, who had been a teaching assistant in the university, was going to come here for vacation, because his father needed his help to sort out some works.He asked me to tidy up the guest room and sweep the couch for guests.We haven't had any guests here for a long time since my aunt left. How can this not be exciting!
Finally this handsome young man came. After my father introduced us, he said to him: "Yunsheng, you should feel at home, don't be polite, just tell Fang'er what you want." He was very polite Bowing deeply to me, I was at a loss and couldn't return the courtesy.

With guests at home, life gets tense.Although I am 28 years old, I am still not used to communicating with young men.He very politely called me Sister Fang after my younger sister, and Lan Er also called my younger sister after me.But my younger sister calls him Brother Yun, I dare not; my younger sister goes in and out of his room casually, I also dare not.Although I clean and organize his living room for him almost every day, I only go in when he is in his father’s study or when he is out for a walk with his father and sister. I put down the mosquito net, light the mosquito coils, and carefully tidy up the messy desk. good.If he stayed in his room all day and didn't go out, I would be ashamed not to go in.In fact, I have always greeted the guests who came here in the past, but I have never felt as unnatural as this time.I sometimes think that this young man came here strangely, and my father doesn't need help with his work; at the same time, the way my aunt treated me this spring...maybe...my face is hot and my heart is beating.

Xiaomei and Brother Yun are already very familiar, but I still keep a polite distance from him.I prefer to keep this distance, because I believe that there is an indescribable gossamer intertwined and trembling in the middle; because of it, I enjoy the silent aftertaste, heartbeat, blush, and my heart being restrained by these emotions. The joy of falling asleep.

One day, when I was out for a walk with his father again, I walked into his room.The smell of cigarettes and sweat came out from the pillow I made for him. I thought to myself, just like my father, there is always a strange smell in a single man's room. Smelling this strange smell, I smiled kindly.At this moment, he ran back panting. As soon as he came in and saw that I was making the bed for him, he hurried over to hold my hand, took the quilt from my hand, and said with a blushing face: "Why bother you, Sister Fang, I'll do it myself..." Inadvertently touching the huge and warm palm of a young man, my face became hot again due to the impact of blood.He also seemed to blame himself for the slamming, and said with an embarrassed smile: "I'll find a map for the teacher..." I helped him find it, and only then did I hide the awkwardness between the two of them.

The next day my younger sister came to me and said, "Brother Yun said, he was really embarrassed. He didn't know that you cleaned his house every day. He always thought it was Lao Zhang." I was afraid that my naughty younger sister would make fun of me , and said solemnly: "You tell Brother Yun not to be polite, isn't it me who greets our guests?" In fact, my mood this time is obviously different from the past.

The younger sister became our mouthpiece. When he wanted something, she always asked her to bring a message: "Brother Yun asked you to borrow a writing brush." ​​"Brother Yun asked you if you have letter paper?" "Brother Yun said yours. The words are so beautiful." "Brother Yun said you are a good sister." He seemed to have heard more about me from my sister.

Once I saw my younger sister talking to him standing in front of the flowerbed in the courtyard, and she stopped talking when she saw me coming. The younger sister smiled awkwardly at me, and I thought she might be talking to him about me again.Back in the room, I asked my little sister, "Bad girl, what are you talking to Brother Yun again?" She blushed and ran away.Her naughty little mouth, don't talk too much about me in front of Brother Yun, that would be embarrassing.

I also know many things about him from my little sister.Knowing what kind of food he likes to eat, I go to the market far away from home to buy it myself every day.On a summer morning, the green grass shining with dew beside the road is sweet and fragrant. I want to walk every path, and I don’t think the road is too far away!I want to tell every grass what mood I am in.The sun made me sweat and told me how warm my first love is.

One day my father suddenly said to us, "Why don't you take Yunsheng to visit Yan'er Mountain? Fang'er should go too! I'm going to the city tomorrow, so I'll give you three a day off."

After we sent my father off the next day, I rushed to prepare three picnics and went to Yan'er Mountain together.When we arrived at the middle of the mountain, which is famous for its swallow-shaped rock, we sat down and had a meal.In nature, I am not as restrained as I am at home, and I have more natural jokes with him.After eating, the younger sister proposed to go forward again, because there are various mountain flowers blooming on the higher mountain, which can be picked back and put in vases.But I have no strength to move forward, let the two of them go for a run in the mountains, I need to be alone for a while.

I lay on the grass with my head open, and Ren Qingfeng kissed my whole body.I am like a drop of water lying in the lotus leaf, swaying and rippling lightly.I feel that everything under the sky is beautiful.The unknown wild flowers around me are affectionate to me, and every cloud that passes over me entrusts my dreams.I think that the reason why my father and aunt arranged for this young man to come here is because I am grateful to my elders and have planned for my happiness in many ways.well!He will be my life partner and I will depend on him infinitely.We'll live in the same room, I don't know how many I'll have... I love children so much!ah!I am too presumptuous!How could I think of such a blush!
The two of them came back blushing from running, my sister took two red flowers from him and stuck them on my temples. He wiped his sweat and looked at him with a smile. It was as if his presumptuous dreams would be seen through by him.

The days are too short to pass away in happiness. The summer vacation that feels like a long time every year is much shorter this year.At the lunch table one day, he told us we were going back to the city tomorrow because school was about to start.After hearing such words, only my father nodded to show that he understood. Although I bowed my head and ate in silence, my mind was full of thoughts.Even the talkative little girl seldom remained silent. I think this young guest brought different happiness to the family, and now he wants to take the happiness away, which of course makes everyone reluctantly say goodbye.Because after he left, how lonely this place would sink into again!
After lunch, my father would take a nap as usual, and the whole house was quiet.I sat at the desk and read a book, hoping to suppress the troubled mood, but I couldn't do it anyway.

The little girl suddenly lifted the curtain and came in, and sat down beside me, showing a silent expression she had never had before.She put her hand on my shoulder and said:

"Sister Fang, Brother Yun is leaving!"

"Oh—" I deliberately smiled back as if nothing had happened.

"Two months go by so fast!"

I didn't make a sound again.

"Sister, what are you thinking?"

"Read a book!"

"Sister, let me ask you, do you think Brother Yun is okay?" She moved closer to me.

"What do you mean by that?" I glared at her.

"It's nothing, I just want to know what your impression of him is." She twisted her body, still in that hypocritical manner.

Is this little girl teasing me again?Maybe she conveyed Brother Yun's meaning?Thinking of this, my face became hot again, but I still pretended to be calm and said, "He is always a welcome guest."

After hearing this, the younger sister pouted and said, "Sister speaks really unpleasantly."

Yes, for my sister's open mouth, do I still dare to say that I am in love with him and I am troubled by divorce?
The little girl came here without thinking, and left again.I continued to put my thoughts on the illegible book.

Suddenly footsteps came from outside the window, "Is Sister Fang taking a nap?" It was he who tapped on the window and asked.

"No, do you want something?" I stood up and said to him calmly, but my heart was beating with joy.

He walked to the door and said through the bamboo curtain: "Sister Fang, I—I want to talk to you, can I?" I didn't know how to answer, and he said again: "I'm outside the bamboo wall. Waiting for you, okay?" I nodded and he went.I sat back on the chair and was stunned for a while.

Talk to me, I have already realized the meaning of that talk, how can I not panic?I know what he wants to say, what he wants, and I know what happiness is like.But happiness should not come too early!That would be unbearable.How would I answer the questions he was talking about?What would he say to me?Time is so short!
Outside the bamboo wall, we walked forward unintentionally. Before he could speak, he was already wiping the sweat from his forehead nervously. I could also hear my heart beating.Slowly, we came to the shade of a big tree, which was big enough to cover our enthusiasm.He lowered his head and stammered:

"I ask Sister Fang for one thing..."

——What is it, tell me!My heart was about to jump out of my throat.Since I can get to the point and say it straight to the point, why can't I pick it up halfway!

"Sister Fang, you must be willing to help us..."

— Do "us" a favor?
"That's—that's right, I beg Sister Fang to tell the teacher about the matter between me and my little sister."

With my little sister? ... Dark clouds covered half the sky!
"I hope the teacher will allow me to propose to my younger sister. Sister Fang may know about it..."

I was afraid that I couldn't bear it any longer, so I leaned my shoulders on the big tree trunk. I don't know what he muttered and said, but this is enough, enough, enough, I kept nodding my head.

I seemed to be thrown down from mid-air, sinking, sinking, sinking, the air around me oppressed me, I couldn't describe the feeling at that time, there was only one question in my thoughts: he loved his sister, how could he !She is only 16 years old!She is still a little girl who goes to school with a schoolbag on her back. She kicks the pebbles on the side of the road to play when she walks. She is a girl who can't even tie her own braid well!
But I tried my best to suppress the disordered heart.I was brought up to love everyone in my family and even more so my young sister.

In the evening, I still made my father's bed mechanically as before, and then I walked gently to my father and proposed to my sister for the person I fell in love with.My father was stunned when he heard that, "Oh?—" He looked at me in confusion, and I lowered my head.

Father paced back and forth in the room, and I knew that this unexpected object of marriage made him at a loss.After a long silence, I had to explain to them again:

"They both mean it."

My father seemed to be looking at me in pain, and said, "But, Fang'er..."

I didn't want my father to mention anything else, so before he could go on, I stopped and said:

"You just agree!"

My father finally nodded, and I backed out, hearing my father sighing behind me.

The old headmaster stopped here, looked far away, sighed softly, stood up from the recliner, looked at the people in the photo again, and then said to me peacefully:

"That's it, my first love, and my last love. The person I love married my sister. My first love is like a cloud wandering in the heart of a mountain, with countless beautiful illusions. In the dream of my first love, is A soap bubble blows away, expands, flies away, and finally breaks. I have never fallen in love again, because that beautiful first love is enough for me to chew for a lifetime; although it did not succeed, it did make me indulge in happiness .I believe that there will be no more intoxicating love than this intoxicating me in the future, so what can I ask for in this life?" She paused at this point, and looked at me with a slanted head and a smile: "Sleep Go, boy, this story should satisfy your curiosity about me, right?"

I took the photo from the gray-haired old principal and looked at it carefully under the light. I really wanted to see these people clearly, but the photo was yellowed and blurred, because it was too old, So dated.

(End of this chapter)