Hunter and Hussar

Chapter 4 Another Farewell

After the review was handed in, the instructor did not let us read it, nor did he criticize us much.In the next two days, the radio broadcast several reports of criticism, all of which were playing cards and mobile phones in the dormitory, and there were "too close relationships between men and women".We didn't make the list with honor.It seems that before Ye Ruiyang covered the instructor, he was already covering us.

On the morning of the last day of military training, Zhang Taotao and He Mingming, as the vanguard of our company, led the team to accept the review.I guess it's because one of them moves very standard, and the other is tall and energetic.Zhang Taotao was very excited when he knew that the instructor asked him to lead the team. He was afraid that he would not be selected because he had a "record".

I don't have such concerns.I am too unknown, if I hadn't played football once, the instructor probably wouldn't have any impression of me after a week, let alone know my name.

After all, he has to bring so many people, it is impossible to remember all of them.I heard from my cousin who went to college that the college teachers only memorized the names of individual students, and most of them mentioned them at the roll call.But there are exceptions. There is a teacher in his school who teaches ancient literature. In the first class, he will recognize the whole class and ask everyone about the origin of their names.My cousin said that if his teacher saw my name, he would think that my parents named it well, and guess that I have a younger brother named Ke Peixian.

At that time, the string was still there.

My cousin said that it is very difficult to remember everyone's name, and it is even more difficult to match the name with the specific person.He said that a man named Zhang Xun seemed to be a general. When he defended the city, there were tens of thousands of soldiers and residents. Whenever he saw someone, he asked his name. After that, there was no one he didn't know.

It is impossible for me to do it, and even some classmates in the class can't remember it.My cousin said it was too normal, middle school was okay, after all we could see each other every day.After entering university, many people may not be able to speak a word after four years, just like passers-by who pass by.

"A gust of cheering wind blew across the big city. The tram drove forward. Zongzhen stood up suddenly, squeezed into the crowd, and disappeared. Cuiyuan turned his head away, just ignoring it. He left. To her, he is tantamount to death. The tram speeds forward at full speed, and on the sidewalk at dusk, the seller of dried stinky tofu rests his load, holding the box of King Wen's divine hexagram, shaking it with closed eyes. A big man The blond woman, with a big straw hat on her back, showed her big teeth and smiled at an Italian sailor, telling a joke. Cuiyuan’s eyes saw them, and they lived for just a moment. The car ran forward, One by one they died."[1]
"Brother, is this the feeling you mean by 'passing by'?" Xianxian closed his excerpt.

My cousin was very surprised and said that you have read this novel. He only read it when he was in college.Then the two of them chatted for a while, and as I listened, my cousin mentioned a poem, a few lines of which are still fresh in my memory:
"I don't know what life is like everywhere. It should be like Feihong stepping on snow mud. Fingers and claws are occasionally left on the mud, which is what Hongfei counts." [2]
I don't think there will be any chance to see the instructor in the future.And the classmates who lived with us in the big dormitory that was noisy, filled with sweat and other strange smells may still see each other often after the school starts, but they will not have any impression of each other.There is not much to be sad about, after all, too many people in life are just passers-by.Tears won't be enough to grieve every stranger's departure.

What's more, the most important people to me have already passed by.If I look back and look at him, he can come back to life, even for a moment, then I will be willing to keep looking back, and I don’t care whether the road ahead is full of potholes, whether I will fall or hit something.

impossible.Looking back, I can only see that he was left forever two years ago, frozen in the past like a statue, completely without warmth.

I am afraid that one day I will forget what he looks like. It is easy to imagine Xianxian's appearance. I just need to look in the mirror and let the person in the mirror become stronger and more energetic, then I can roughly remember his appearance up.However, I am growing up, and every inch of my body is changing quietly, although the changes are still very subtle.Strings won't grow up.When I grow a beard and wrinkles and gray hair, it's hard for me to imagine him in my own shape.I'm going to grow up, I'm going to be 13, 14, maybe not.And he's only ever going to be that big.

"Why are you crying?" Mi Le shook me sitting on the suitcase, "Are you reluctant to leave?"

I nodded, simply to save trouble.

Indeed, several students shed tears because they were about to leave the barracks.Most of us children have never experienced group life, and it is really easy to be reluctant to part.

"Hey, look, the instructor is here." He quickly pulled me up, and everyone was saying hello to him.

"You little devils, you have to study hard when you go back." It was rare to see a smile on his face.

"Speaking of instructor, which team are you a fan of? We didn't write about the team you hate, right?" Ye Ruiyang asked.

"Guapi, you wrote five teams, but you don't recognize four of them. What do you want me to do?" He suddenly picked up an accent and became more friendly.

He told us that he didn't deliberately support any team, as long as he likes to play football.He also said that he also liked playing football when he was a child, and wanted to be an athlete at one time, but the family conditions were not very good, and he enlisted in the army.

He wants us to cherish our present life, not to cause trouble, and to take good care of our health.You Qi told me that my physical fitness is too poor, if I don’t work hard, I won’t be able to play football.

"Ke Ke is the goalkeeper." Miller explained for me.

"Goalkeeper, it's true that you don't have to have good physical strength, but you can't be too bad. Football is a team sport and you can't specialize it. Practice sprinting and high jump more. You want to attack and catch the high ball!" He patted My head said, "Physical fitness is still important. If you get better and grow taller, you will have more advantages."

After saying goodbye, we took the bus back to school. The midday sun was fighting against the air conditioner in the car through the glass windows.Sitting near the window, I drew the curtains, leaving only a small gap, and all I saw were scattered signboards in the towns I passed by, this supermarket, that outlet, and a certain convenience store, with huge white characters propped on or On the red or green background, the dust blown by the wind casts a layer of oldness.The car drove very slowly, with some bumps due to the uneven road, which together with the lazy sunshine made people sleepy.Mi Le fell asleep leaning on my shoulder, breathing very softly, like a small electric fan with little power.

This is the city where I live, Jiang Yuan.It was growing, expanding, some districts were merged, some counties were included.The busiest street market in the city center has been changing its appearance day and night, and countless global brands that I can't name have filled the shopping malls one by one.It was brightly lit and resplendent throughout the night.There used to be a KFC, and my brother and I used to wait there every time we went out.Found out not too long ago that it had been replaced by a mobile phone store, the crowds were coming and going, and there was not a shred of evidence that the place where my brother and I spent a lot of time existed.Since then, I can only stand alone at the entrance of the mall and wait, although no one will come to me.

More and more people can say that I am also from Jiangyuan.But do people who open small shops in the suburbs really enjoy the fruits of urban development?Perhaps for them, it takes far more time to go to the city center than to go to neighboring cities.They have the qualifications of Jiangyuan people, but the thriving heart of the city may only be a distant existence to them.

It's incredible that we live in the same city, in the same capacity.

After returning to school, the old class simply gathered everyone together and said that they would rest for the next two days, and that they would be on time at 06:30 on Sunday night for evening self-study in the class, and then announced their disbandment.He was quite quick to talk. When I walked to the dormitory, I saw some head teachers were still meticulously educating the students about the school's regulations.

After returning to the dormitory, everyone was collecting their things. It seemed that they all wanted to go home to eat and drink well, and Mi Le was no exception.

"Ke Ke, where is your home?" Mi Le tidied things up so fast, the bed that once belonged to me had already been spread on top of my head by him.

My home is not far from the school, and it takes 10 minutes to take a bus for three or four times. Counting the waiting and traffic jams, I should arrive in an hour.

"I'm not going home." I lay down on the bed without the sheets.

"Huh? Is there no one in your house?"

Other roommates are still collecting things.After Zhang Taotao finished, he greeted us one by one and went out.He didn't bring anything, just a bag, and I saw him put all the clothes, trousers and belts issued by the military training into it.

Almost everyone just threw it away.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Mi Le went to do his own thing.It wasn't until the other two roommates had left that he moved over and unzipped my suitcase.

"What are you doing? How did you turn over my things?"

He didn't speak, and pulled out my bed sheet and quilt cover.

"Get up, I'll make a bed for you."

"I can do it myself." I reached out to grab it.

"Hey, let me do it. You can tell me which road is closest to my house later, okay? You are a local."

"Then you can ask me directly why it's like a deal, and I won't tell you."

We ended up doing it together, and I have to say he made it very smooth.If I had done it myself, the sheets would have been billowing, and the comforter would have felt like it was missing the weight.

I decided to put him in the car and go back to the dormitory.He said he would come back early to accompany me, but I said there was no need.This is the truth, I don't want others to sacrifice their time for me, not to mention that it's not easy for him, I can't afford such a sacrifice.

[1] Zhang Ailing's "Blockade".

[2] Su Shi's "He Zi Yu Mianchi Nostalgia".

(End of this chapter)