When the weather gets cold, the river seems to have frozen, and it seems that it can't flow anymore. The sight is drawn out of the car window, to the roadside of the riverside, where the wide river flows slowly, with a dim yellow color, like a forest without asphalt.
road between.
At this time, winter has just begun, and there are still three months before Yoshihara's spring wedding. Yoshihara and his friends have already begun to prepare for it. They have spent several such happy and hard weekends. During the day, they were in the city
Pick out wedding supplies and drive back to the town in the evening.
Eat hot pot in a restaurant on the old street, then return to the cafe after dinner, eat, drink and chat on the bustling rooftop. Yoshihara's fiancé is a very talkative and good man. He rarely participates in such girls' chats, and seems to be indifferent.
It's boring to write. When he greets guests in the cafe, he always greets them with the two words "Hello" and "Welcome again", but when necessary, he will refill Yoshihara and her friends' drinks.
The cafe is always warm and lively, but the winter night sky outside the roof is lonely. Sometimes there is a star, sometimes there is nothing.
The cafe is always warm and lively, but the winter night sky outside the roof is lonely. Sometimes there is a star, sometimes there is nothing. As for the river water illuminated by the fishing lanterns, when the eyes fall on it, it seems that
People's eyes also felt cool. On this day, for some reason, Yoshihara suddenly mentioned the theft incident in the cafe a few years ago, and talked about a thief who traveled around.
He disguised himself as a friend and lurked beside her, but she was unaware of it. Yoshihara told how he and his accomplices stole in the town, went to nearby cities to sell stolen goods and steal, and were even injured while stealing. Yoshihara told how he
How to put on a friendly face, how to steal the key to her bedroom while she was at school, and steal the money and antiques from her bedroom.
Her tone was not angry, but sometimes contained a subtle hint of excitement.
It snowed lightly the day before New Year's Day, but fortunately it was not heavy, so the scheduled roof cleaning went ahead as usual, and the cafe was closed that day. Since the continuous rain here throughout the year has almost completed most of the roof cleaning work, Yoshiwara and
There is not much that the workers have to do, which is to remove the leaves from the cracks in the roof and the carcasses of some unknown insects, polish the roof to a brighter surface, and sweep away the dust and debris under the tables, chairs, and large flower beds.
In less than half a day, the roof became clean. Yoshihara and the clerk set up the tables and chairs together. When they sat at the table and drank a pot of tea, they looked up at the sky again. The sky had disappeared and the glass roof turned into white snow.
roof.
Yoshiwara invited the clerk of the cafe to have hot pot as a way to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. After the meal, there was nothing to do, and the weather was cold. The white snow reflected the light in the room, making the cafe twice as bright as usual. There was a swing in the corner for the first time in months.
Empty out.
"I really want to sit on the swing and sway." Yoshihara sat on the swing, rubbed his feet on the ground a few times, and the swing began to sway slightly. Snow standing aside seemed a little absent-minded. He looked out the window and heard Yoshihara
Come back to your senses.
"Yeah, it's so fast, another year has passed." Obviously, Xue had no idea what Yoshihara was talking about just now.
"What are you thinking about?" Yoshihara was confused.
"No, it's nothing. Let me push you." Snow stood behind Yoshihara, holding her back and pushing her away gently. In the heated room, Yoshihara felt like she was flying up. The swing rose to a high place.
At that moment, the river water outside the window suddenly flashed in her eyes.
When the swing slowly came to a stop, she let Xue come to her side and asked him to tell her about his past.
Xue said, "What are you talking about? My experiences are meaningless and you don't want to hear them."
"No, I really want to hear what you say."
"Then let me just talk about the past casually."
"good."
"I won't tell you the specific year. At that time, I rented a house in a foreign country and looked for a job everywhere. It was not easy to find a job. I searched for a full month before I found a job in a small gallery.
Part-time job, because I know a little bit about painting. My boss asked me to help him sell paintings.
But the paintings were not easy to sell. I didn’t sell a single painting in two months. After deducting the rent from my salary, I didn’t even have enough to eat. It was during that period that one day I met a thief on the subway. During rush hours after get off work, there were many people. Halfway through, I felt a few fingers stretching into my pants pocket.
I quietly waited for the opportunity, and when his hand reached the deepest point, I suddenly reached into my pocket and grabbed his hand."
"Were there police in the car? Did you hand it over to the police?"
Snow ignored Yoshihara's words, "I don't know whether he is a boy or a girl. His hands are small, soft and thin. I was going to turn around and scold him, but my heart suddenly softened. His hands kept struggling.
. Wanted to escape. But he didn’t dare to yell, so I held his hand like this. When I reached the station, I let him go and put the only twenty yuan in my pocket into his hand.
, of course, stuffed in my trouser pocket."
Yoshihara didn't know what to say for a moment. She was a little puzzled and a little moved. She hesitated to speak and looked at Xue.
"I want to ask why I didn't catch him, or why I didn't let him go from the beginning?" Snow said to himself. He kicked off the floor and let the swing swing. His left hand went around Yoshiwara's back and grabbed the rope.
, Yoshihara sat on the swing, as stable as sitting on a chair with a back.
"Why?" Yoshihara asked.
"I don't know. I held his hand and it made me feel good. During that time, my feet were worn out when I was looking for a job, and I was embarrassed by so many people. So I really don't want to embarrass others. Besides,
He is still such a child. Twenty yuan for holding hands like this is not expensive, right?"
What Xue said with a smile made Yoshihara's eyes swell. She raised her head, paused and said, "It's a pity that others don't want to hold hands with you."
"That's not up to him." Xue burst out laughing.
The roof was converted into a cafe a few years ago. My grandmother had passed away by then. My grandfather was busy with the catering business in the city and had no intention of coming back to run it, so he handed over the teahouse to the hired manager. In a new era,
There are fewer tea drinkers, and two cafes have quietly opened in the town.
After reviewing the situation, she made timely suggestions for transformation. For the renovation of the cafe, Yoshihara came up with a lot of ideas. Those ideas came from the foreign novels, movies, and various paintings she had read. She is already sixteen years old.
She doesn't know much about Chinese painting or calligraphy, doesn't like Chinese movies, and doesn't know many Tang poetry and Song lyrics. However, when it comes to the United States and France, she can chat with people for a long time.
From the crystal lanterns in the Palace of Louis XIV to the wide variety of wines in Barcelona, from the French Impressionism of the 1960s to the British New Wave bands of the 1980s. She really seems like an expert. She knows everything about
The architectural style of Jiangtan Park has been criticized a lot, and of course she doesn't like the traditional decoration of her home.
With such a rare opportunity, Yoshihara still put great effort into the layout of this cafe. She is already a sophomore in high school and has many male and female friends. She has some selfish intentions and hopes to be in the cafe some time after it opens.
God, bring them home.
She wanted to explain to them how she carefully arranged everything: the daffodils on the wooden table, the small bookshelf next to the wall with the books she carefully selected on it, the crescent-shaped bar, and the high stools on the side facing the river.
Sitting on the stool, you can see the slow river water.
If it was night, if there were a few stars in the sky, she would show them a painting by a certain artist. In the painting of the guy who cut off his own ear, the stars were shining on the roof of the cafe.
Yoshihara imagined this, she was eager to get affirmation and praise. She had heard a lot of compliments about her beautiful eyes and hair, but it was not enough.
But those imaginary compliments did not come from her classmates.
Xue came to the cafe on a rainy day. It was crowded on weekends. He found a seat in the corner near the river, ordered a cup of coffee, and stared at the glass outside. There were heavy raindrops on the glass roof, and there were dense water stains.
It was so blurry that I couldn't see out.
When Yoshihara brought him coffee, he asked her how long it would continue to rain. Yoshihara said that she didn't care about the weather, but she could check it for him. Yoshihara went back to the bar and asked someone, and she came back soon.
, told Xue that the rain would probably stop tomorrow.
"Yes, if I had arranged it, it would have been arranged like this, but those screens are really unnecessary."
Xue pointed to several screens placed in the shop. At first, Yoshihara thought that the roof area was too big and building several walls would make it look impenetrable, so he put a few screens in the middle of the room to avoid making the house look empty. Hear Xue say this
Yoshihara was secretly happy when she said that he would also arrange it like this, but she still refuted: "The house is a bit big. If there are few guests, there will be a few screens to separate them, so they won't feel too lonely."
Snow sat alone in the cafe for more than two hours. Before leaving to pay, he asked and told Yoshihara's name.
Because the suburban middle school is closer to the town, Yoshihara usually lives in the old house and rarely goes to her grandfather's house in the city. Every night after school, she is used to going to the cafe for a while, helping to clear the table and giving some
After watering the plants and pruning the ivy that climbed up the glass, she would go back to the bedroom to read and finish her homework.
When Snow came to the cafe again, she brought a drawing board, set up an easel, and painted on the river beach in the distance. Yoshihara greeted him. She couldn't understand the content of his paintings, but she was very excited. Snow like this was in the cafe.
There was a different color in her heart. She refilled his coffee, and when she walked around the table, she bumped her hip bone recklessly out of excitement, causing a heartbreaking pain.
Worried about disturbing his painting, she sat there with other people in the cafe and watched movies on the small screen. Recently, the manager installed a projector in the cafe and attracted a lot of customers.
Snow told Yoshihara that this roof was the most beautiful roof he had ever seen, and only this cafe could see the most beautiful scenery in the entire ancient town.
He pointed to the mountains on the other side of the river and said, look at those fireflies, are they beautiful?
Yoshihara was shocked. There were buildings on the mountain on the other side of the river. She knew that the fireflies that Xue said were the lights in the windows of those buildings. After Xue said this, she seemed to really feel that those small lights were dancing like fireflies.