Reborn In the 1990s

This year's Spring Festival was very cold. Fang Ruixue was dressed thick, with a hat on her head and a scarf around her neck. She wrapped herself into a ball.

There were snowflakes in the sky, and no pedestrians could be seen in the street. Only two grocery stores were still open. The boss was busy moving the firecrackers and gifts in the open air to the house. Otherwise, it would get wet when it snowed heavily.

"Grandfather, is there a public phone here?" Fang Ruixue stood at the door of a shop and asked.

"Yes. Here it is. Fight by yourself. " An old man who was warming up in the house opened the curtain and said. "Two cents a minute for local calls and 50 cents for long-distance calls."

"Good."

In the narrow room, there are two telephones, one red and one white, covered with dust and dirt. I don't know how many people have used them.

The note in Fang Ruixue's hand has been soaked by sweat. She stood in front of the phone and carefully unfolded the note. It used a black water-based pen to write a series of numbers, which was left by Cheng Yu when she went home.

Because he wanted to go back to green city to accompany his parents for the Spring Festival, Cheng Yu didn't stay long in the ancient temple village. When all the primary and secondary school students were on holiday, every family began to prepare new year's products. He also wanted to go back.

"If you have a decision, call me at this number." Before leaving, Cheng Yu went to find Fang Ruixue and left her a phone number at home. "My uncle is going to go home for the Spring Festival this year. You may not find him. If you meet those gangsters last time, you can go to my grandparents. Do you remember the place?"

"Well." Fang Ruixue nodded. She was afraid that she would never forget the beautiful building for a lifetime.

However, she thinks she should not be able to use it, because Li Lanfang has stopped running stalls recently. There are a lot of things in the near new year, although it will lose the opportunity to make money, but compared with personal safety, those are small things.

Recently, Li Lanfang is busy helping her and Huang Xiaoyun to make new year's cotton padded shoes for her and Huang Xiaoyun. She also said that she would take them to buy two new clothes, especially Fang Ruixue. Because her cotton padded jacket was destroyed in the scuffle, now she can only pass on Huang Xiaoyun's old cotton padded clothes.

"And this one." Cheng Yu handed Fang Ruixue a bag of things.

"What is this?" Fang Ruixue takes over. Open it curiously.

It's a white scarf, a pair of gloves, even a hat.

"Why did you send me this all of a sudden?" Fang Ruixue is at a loss with the gift.

"Don't you usually pay attention to it?" Cheng Yu pointed to Fang Ruixue's hand.

Fang Ruixue's two hands are covered with chilblains. In fact, they are almost good, but now they are purplish red, and their skin is wrinkled. There are still many wounds left on them, some of them are peeling and scabby. There are also ears, are frozen split open, a few have scab, a few are still bleeding.

"Chilblains should be prevented earlier, so as not to become more and more serious. Next year, remember to put on your hat and gloves as early as possible, and prepare frostbite cream earlier. " Cheng Yu reminds me.

"Thank you, but I..." Fang Ruixue wants to say that she can't accept it, but Cheng Yu smiles and says, "this is not a serious new year's gift. The real gift is below."

Fang Ruixue was surprised to open the bag and turn it over. Sure enough, there was a notebook hidden under the scarf and hat.

"Don't open it?"

Fang Ruixue opened it according to his words. His writing style was strong, but it didn't seem too sharp. He took it to the right place.

This is a copybook. A handwritten copybook.

"It may be that the calligraphy outside is not suitable for you, so I have prepared this for you. I will write it according to it. Over time, it will be effective." Cheng Yu explained the origin of the gift, "good calligraphy, examination has advantages."

"Thank you." Fang Ruixue holding the copybook, the feeling in the heart is not moved or grateful can be described.

She never expected that Cheng Yu would give her such a special gift. Maybe Cheng Yu is just out of kindness. Or think her handwriting is too ugly to read, so I want to help her. But no matter what, who will do this for a friend who is not familiar with?

A whole notebook, each page has a poem or a missing word, or a piece of prose. Fang Ruixue didn't count the number of pages in the notebook, because even if there was only one page, the shock it brought to Fang Ruixue and its significance would not be reduced at all.

"Work hard." Cheng Yu finally encouraged her.

He left, but he planted something called hope for Fang Ruixue.

Fang Ruixue picked up the red phone. According to the number on the paper, number by number.

The waiting time was so long that countless stories were replayed in Fang Ruixue's mind, and the waiting time was also very short. Short to Fang Ruixue nervously buttoned the phone line, did not think of what to say, the phone was connected.

"Hello?" A soft voice came from the microphone."Hello, Cheng Is Yu there? " Fang Ruixue's heart went up to her throat. Stuttering, she finally said the right name of Cheng Yu.

"Looking for yu'er? Wait a minute Said the man on the other end of the line.

Fang Ruixue swallows, she has been afraid that she will be nervous enough to dial the wrong phone number, fortunately not.

As time goes by, Fang Ruixue's heart is like a walking second hand, Da, Da, Da Every beat stepped on that point, which made her unable to calm down.

Until the phone after a noise, but a familiar and strange voice in her ear: "hello?"

"Yu'er, there's a call for you!"

Cheng Yu is sitting on the floor with a group of children at home building blocks. There was a little girl who liked him very much. She always wanted to come to him with Barbie, but Cheng Sheng didn't like it. Because in his consciousness, his brother can only be his own, can not be assigned to other people, his possessiveness to Cheng Yu is always strong and terrible.

So whenever the little girl called "brother" to run towards Cheng Yu, Cheng Sheng would always stretch out his hand to push her away, repeating several times. Cheng Sheng angry, a little girl will push to, the little girl's mouth a shriveled, tears with do not want money to fall down..

Cheng Yu's head suddenly became big. It was enough to take Cheng Sheng alone. He didn't know what happened to his parents' friends. When he heard that he was coming, he rushed to deliver his children. This small house has become a nursery.

When he comforted the crying little girl and left his brother alone to sulk, his mother's call successfully rescued him.

"It was a girl calling, your classmate?" When Jiang Qingyue called him, he squeezed his eyes meaningfully.

"Probably." Cheng Yu quickly gives the little girl to Jiang Qingyue and escapes from the chaotic children's kingdom.

"Hello, this is Cheng Yu." He picked up the phone and picked up a can of milk from the table. It was brought to Cheng Sheng by the guests at home. But Cheng Sheng didn't like milk, so it was mostly Cheng Yu who drank it.

"Hello, this is Fang Ruixue." When Cheng Yu opens the pull ring with a click, he hears the man at the other end of the phone saying softly.