Song Yan came back quickly, and Dr. Jiang came back with him.
When Dr. Jiang saw me, he greeted me with a smile. He had seen me, and all the teachers in the school had seen me on the day I came to the school.
They knew my secret, that I couldn't hear the sounds of this world, and that I couldn't see the colors of this world. Grandpa asked them to keep this secret and let me live here like a normal student.
I live in this faded and silent world, and she is the only beautiful accident.
"Thank you, Senior Xu. I really don't know how to thank you." she said to me.
At that moment, I said to her, "If you really want to thank me, don't call me senior when you see me next time. Call me Xu Minyou instead."
I saw that everyone was stunned, including Dr. Jiang, because I had never spoken in front of them, and he probably thought I couldn't speak. Song Yan was stunned, and I could feel his eyes lingering on my face for a while longer.
"Okay, senior." She said, and suddenly remembered something, and quickly said, "Okay, Xu Minyou ."
I didn't hear anything Song Yan said to me. I only heard her ask me, "Xu Minyou, do you have a cell phone? I'll use it to contact you. How can I let Song Yan treat you to a meal? You helped me, so I should treat you to a meal."
Maybe Song Yan just wanted to treat me to a meal to express his gratitude. I used to think that a quiet world was the most beautiful thing, but now I suddenly feel that it is a bit inconvenient without being able to hear any sound.
"Give me your number and I'll call you later." This is how I answered her.
It’s not that I don’t want to tell her, but because I don’t have a mobile phone at all. I didn’t need a mobile phone in the past. Mobile phones have no meaning to me.
When I
But now it seems that I need a cell phone so that I can hear her voice.
She found a piece of paper and wrote her cell phone number for me. Her handwriting was very neat.
I grabbed the paper in my hand. It was the first time I asked a girl for her phone number, and I was so nervous that my palms were wet.
Song Yan took her away and I stayed in the infirmary for a while.
Doctor Jiang pushed a piece of paper with words on it in front of me. I looked at the words on it -
"You can hear her, can't you?"
I took it and wrote a word on it: "Yes."
His eyes lit up and he quickly wrote on the paper: "Perhaps your disease can be cured. The reason you can't hear is not due to organ trauma, but psychological reasons."
When I saw this line, I instinctively rejected it. I told him: "My world doesn't need to change. It's enough for me to hear her voice."
Dr. Jiang laughed, and his smile made people feel uncomfortable. He wrote: "One day, you will come to me and let me help you."
I stood up to leave, and he grabbed my arm and pointed to the paper on the table with his last words written on it.
I shook off his hand and walked out of the infirmary quickly.
I think I need some quiet time.
The last sentence on the paper was not a question, but a sentence that was so certain that it scared me.
"You're in love with her."
It was neither a question nor an exclamation, but he was stating a fact with absolute certainty.
Yes, I think I like her.
Back at the apartment, I wrote an email to my grandfather, asking him to help me get a mobile phone. My grandfather was very efficient and seemed very happy that I wanted a mobile phone. Perhaps in his eyes, I finally wanted to communicate with others.
The cell phone was soon in my hands, and I entered her number. However, before pressing the dial button, I hesitated for a long time. I wanted to call her, but I didn't know what to say.
I was unconsciously pressing the phone, and when I came to my senses, my finger just hit the dial button. Whether I was ready or not, her call was already connected. She answered very slowly, until almost a minute later, she picked up, her voice was close at hand: "Hello?"
"It's me." I said, and then suddenly realized that she was completely unfamiliar with me, so I added, "Xu Minyou."
"Oh, it's you. Thank you so much for today." Her voice relaxed a little. "By the way, to express my gratitude, I would like to treat you to a meal."
"Okay, just set a time and let me know." I haven't talked to anyone on the phone for a long time. I tried my best to talk to her like a normal person. "Does your knee still hurt?"
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt much." She hesitated for a moment before answering, as if she was a little surprised that I asked such a question.
"Well, Doctor Jiang suggested not to touch water. You should tell the instructor not to go to tomorrow's military training." When I said this, I remembered Doctor Jiang's eyes, and I didn't continue with the many things I wanted to say.
"Song Yan has already talked to the instructor on my behalf. Oh, it's the boy who came to see Doctor Jiang today." When she mentioned Song Yan, her voice became noticeably softer. Perhaps she herself was not aware of this change.
"I know." I whispered, "You rest, good night."
"Good night." She whispered in my ear.
After hanging up the phone, I stared at the white ceiling. Tomorrow hasn't come yet, but I'm already looking forward to it. If a person stays in the dark for a long time, he will instinctively want to contact the light. If a person forgets the colors in the monotonous black and white, he will probably subconsciously want to have a colorful world.
I closed my eyes, and the light blue shadow appeared in my mind. I thought, this little bit of blue is enough for me. My world doesn't need too many colors, just having her is good enough.
She called me the day after the military training ended. My phone finally lit up. She was the only one who would call me, because the reason for this phone call was just to hear her talk.
She said she would treat me to lunch tomorrow and asked me if I had any favorite dishes. I thought about it and answered that I liked sweet and sour pork with pineapple. She was surprised to tell me that she also liked this dish. I pretended to be surprised, but she didn't know. I just wanted to see her eat her favorite dish and see what her expression would be at that time.
Will you be happy? Will you smile?
There is a nice Suzhou restaurant outside the school. She asked me to have dinner there. To thank me, I took her to the infirmary and helped clean her wound.
I arrived early and didn't let the girls wait. I know this common sense.
She didn't arrive late, but unexpectedly, there were two people coming with her, Song Yan and a girl.
"This is Guo Jiani, my roommate." That's how she introduced her to me.
I still remember this girl. The reason why she fell that day was because this girl pushed her. I was a little surprised why she brought this girl with her. After seeing me, the girl named Guo Jiani kept looking at me secretly, but that look made me feel cold.
"My knee was injured, and Guo Jiani took good care of me, so I invited her to dinner together. Guo Jiani said she wanted to treat Song Yan to dinner to thank him for sending her to the infirmary last time. What a coincidence..." When she said this, her voice was already a little reluctant, "Since you want to treat, let's treat them together."
After she finished speaking, she stopped talking. I know she is not good at communicating with others. She likes to be an invisible person, just be a green leaf quietly, and doesn't want to be a blooming flower.
Song Yan was talking to me, and Guo Jiani seemed to be saying something to me too, but unfortunately I couldn't hear anything. Their voices could not enter my world.
She took the menu, ordered a few dishes, and gave it to Guo Jiani, who chose after a long time. I was expecting to have dinner with her, but now two people have become four people, including Song Yan.
The two words "Song Yan" were like a spell, easily controlling her emotions.
The meal was very quiet because she didn't say anything. My eyes fell on her face. Next to her was Guo Jiani, who was talking to Song Yan the whole time. Her eyes actually looked very lonely. Maybe what Guo Jiani and Song Yan said made her feel bad.
My chopsticks fell on the plate of sweet and sour pork with pineapple, then I gently picked up a piece and put it into her bowl.
Even though I couldn't hear anything, I could feel the atmosphere stagnant. Guo Jiani forgot to continue talking and Song Yan was also stunned.
She seemed to be the most surprised. She looked at the food in the bowl and was a little overwhelmed. I said, "I heard that you like it too. Try it. It's quite delicious."
"Thank you." She lowered her head and held the chopsticks gently. No one knew what her expression was at this time. She took a bite and didn't say anything.
"Is it delicious?" I asked her.
Actually, I don’t like sweet and sour things, so I don’t know whether this dish is cooked well or not.
She looked up at me. Her eyes were warm, reminding me of the sunshine that fills the entire earth in spring. She nodded and said, "It's delicious."
Then there was silence again. Guo Jiani seemed to stop talking. Song Yan and Lu Nanxi talked about things that happened in high school. This was what I guessed from Lu Nanxi's answer.
He mostly talked about the scenery he saw. I knew she was listening, but she must be feeling very sad.
So what if they were from high school? Even if they were close, if she was not in his memories, then those memories would have no meaning.
"Let's go back." I said, not caring whether I interrupted Song Yan.
She was a little dazed, but still stood up and said, "Then let's go back."
Guo Jiani glanced at me with an unfriendly look. She seemed to dislike what I had just said about going back. Maybe I really interrupted Song Yan.
Knowing this, I felt a lot better. Strictly speaking, Song Yan was my love rival. No matter how he felt about her, as long as she still had a crush on him, he would always be my love rival.
My sun, from the beginning till now , she has never seen me in her eyes.
No matter I was in the attic or standing in front of her, all she could see was Song Yan. Did she also close off her own world? She no longer gave herself the opportunity to like another person, and only looked at Song Yan. Just like me, in my world, as long as she was there, it was enough.
A solar system only needs one sun, and one sun can illuminate the entire earth.
Classes will start after the military training. I have a place in the school, so of course I have to go to class. Even if I can't hear a word, I have to pretend to go.
Someone had already arranged which class I would attend in the morning. When I went to the classroom with my books, I could feel many people's eyes were focused on me. I really didn't like this feeling. I hated being watched like this, like an animal locked in a zoo.
The teacher walked in with a book in his hand. All the teachers had agreed that I would be the last one to be called. When they called my name, they would put the roster on the table and look at me. All I had to do was stand up.
The first time the teacher called my name, I was actually a little afraid of being exposed. I was already the object of attention. If they knew that I couldn't hear them at all, I wondered what kind of expression they would give me? Sympathy, ridicule, contempt, or indifference? I had received too many such cold stares, so I hid myself, no one could see me, so that I could feel at peace.
I resisted the urge to run away and sat in the classroom. After a short period of class, I realized that I was covered in cold sweat.
As expected... the outside world is still not suitable for me. Even if I find the sun that can bring colors and sounds into my world, even the sun will have to face cloudy and dark days, and even lightning and thunder.
During the break, the teacher walked past me and put a note on my desk, which read: "Are you feeling unwell? Go back and have a rest."
I walked out of the classroom quickly, holding my books in my arms, under everyone's gaze. Those gazes were blocked behind the door. I didn't know what I looked like at the moment, and how bad was it that the teacher couldn't help but ask me to go back and rest.
I rushed into the bathroom, but the reflection in the mirror was in black and white. My world had no color, and I couldn't tell whether I was good or bad. I touched my face, which was soaked with sweat. I washed my face with cold water and then walked out of the teaching building.
There is no sun in the sky, and there are no magnolias in this season. The magnolia trees are lush and leafy. If I could see the color, it would definitely be emerald green.
I reached out and picked a leaf. If she were here, she would definitely let me see this vibrant green.
I began to regret why I didn't choose her class, so that I could definitely endure those looks.
I pulled out my phone and sent her a text message and I asked, "Where are you?"
She was very slow to reply, and only replied when the get out of class was almost over. She probably took out her phone to check the time and happened to see my text message. She replied with three words: "Class."
"I want to see you." I don't know if it's because my mood is too confused, but I said what I wanted to say but never said .
"Where are you?" This time she replied quickly.
I told her that I was in the magnolia grove behind the first teaching building.
She said, “Wait for me.”
She came very quickly, followed by a group of students. The class was over, and all the students who had been concentrated in the classrooms came out. When I looked over, there were densely packed people everywhere. I took a step back and subconsciously wanted to escape.
But she was looking at me, and I stopped. I couldn't run away from her in such a miserable state. I didn't want her to see me in such a terrible state.
In this world of only black and white, she is the only color. She came over, stopped in front of me, smiled at me, and said, "Xu Minyou, I'm here."
I handed the leaf in my hand to her. She looked at me in confusion and stretched out her hand to take it. Her fingertips touched the back of my hand. At that moment, I saw the light gray leaf in my hand quickly turn into a dazzling green, and I saw my hand emitting white light.
She held the other side of the leaf and I held this side of the leaf. I didn't let go and neither did she.
"Am I as pale as the back of my hand?" I asked her.
She nodded hesitantly: "What's wrong with you? Xu Minyou, you look very bad."
I finally realized how bad my complexion was. It was so sickly pale, as if there was not a trace of blood in it. This was probably because I had been locking myself in the room and could not see the sun.
If it weren't for her, I wouldn't even be able to see my own face clearly.
"I feel a little uncomfortable." I let go of my hand, and the leaf was held in her hand. I looked at my hands that quickly turned white, and I couldn't tell what the feeling was.
She stood there, the color was so bright, from the light blue at the beginning to the emerald green now. I looked at her, but her eyes could not reflect my appearance.