The air conditioning was on a little chilly, and I texted him after listening to it. I said Kitagi, I really want to write a song for her called Backroads. Backtracking.
Nan Yan, I'm already at the airport, see you later.
Very well. From now on, Northwood is in the north, Southsmoke is in the south.
PAST ONE
I don't know when I first met Northwood, probably when I was a newborn. The story goes that my mom and fuckstory were promised to mother each other's children for a long time.
So when Kitagi and I were born, we had two parents at the same time.
That day I was in Mom's tummy making a lot of noise, and Kitagi's mother saw this and rushed her to the hospital, but in her haste, she was in labor. Then almost at the same time, the cries of Kitagi and me resounded through the maternity ward.
The two families gave us the names they had already decided on, Nan Yan and Bei Mu.
On July 12, 1987, Northwood was born only seven seconds before me.
PAST TWO
I spent my entire childhood with Northwood. We called each other's parents mom and dad, and we could eat and sleep at each other's houses with abandon.
It wasn't until I was a little older that I changed my name to Kitsuki's dad and Kitsuki's mom. We began to have a vague notion of it, mixed with a certain ambiguity. It represented a long time in the future when we were going to be together. Of course, no one of the adults said Nan Smoke, Northwood, you are married in the womb, no one can escape.
They all laughed and watched as we grew up innocently and lovingly day by day, and the two families remained as good friends as relatives. How ridiculous it is to say that I wouldn't want the likes of Kitagi, and naturally, I'm sure Kitagi doesn't like the likes of me either.
Northwood is like that: quiet, introverted, smart, well-behaved, can draw great sketches, can memorize many Tang poems, can tell a story to the heartstrings of the exceptionally wonderful, can make every girl behind the back of the quietly called him Prince Charming.
And I was like this: flamboyant, rebellious, rude, headstrong, able to beat up a bunch of boys, piss off a lot of adults, and instantly drive the mentally ill woman downstairs crazy.
I think we have only one **** in common, and that is pride, which in Kitagi is known as a kind of untainted, lofty and noble temperament. And in me, it became a kind of incomprehensible stubborn personality.
Like our names, South Smoke Northwoods. South and north.
PAST THREE
One of the things I often say to Northwood is, North, go fight with me.
Of course, that was hours ago.
Kitsuki stood still and looked at me, not saying a word, just watching with an indifferent gaze. There was something about his eyes that scared me, a look that a child shouldn't have, like an abyss, like a cliff, like all the ineffable depths and expanse of space, the infinitely expanding frontier that stretched out from his pupils.
This kind of eyes called the children envy, called the adults praise, but only called me feel inexplicable fear.
Mom then poked her head out of the window, Nan Yan, don't bring Northwood down. I then pulled up Northwood and quickly fled, running to the next door alley where a group of children, waiting for me to duel.
I was outnumbered by one. But no one rushed to provoke Kitagi, who was watching silently; they treated him like an adult and didn't want to mess with him. I was the only one who lunged to fight back, growing stronger and stronger, most of all being pushed to the ground in a heap.
Bringing them away with laughter, Kitsuki reached out to me, but his eyes fell away, thinking I was a disgrace. I smacked his hand away hard and rose to my feet, grimacing, shouting that Kitsuki was a coward and only I was a warrior.
And he was just silent, with a vague smirk at the corners of his mouth to show his disdain for me. Later he told me that it was because he didn't like fighting. He never takes any action on the ones he doesn't like.
So why didn't you save me? I asked Kitsuki as I rubbed the wounds on my body.
He remained silent, but I had my answer, because he didn't like me.
PAST FUOR
From elementary school to junior high school, I have been in the same school with Northwood. We were nothing like those childhood sweethearts in novels; Bei Mu never did my homework for me, never cared about my studies, never held my hand and spoke to me gently.
We just went home together every day. Because mom asked Northwood to keep an eye on me and forbid me to get into trouble.
Then the school was divided into classes according to grades, and Bei Mu was naturally assigned to the best class, while I was in the worst class, class eight.
So every day after school, Bei Mu would come from the other side of the corridor, through the eyes of countless girls, to this side of my teacher's door to wait for me. My homeroom teacher was always very happy to see him, patting him on the shoulder and saying, "Kitagi, you've won a prize in the competition, you need to supervise your sister when you have time, she's too loose," he said.
At school, everyone thought we were brother and sister.
Northwood was already the center of attention, winning prizes at the district and city levels, hosting the school radio station, working as a reporter for a well-known newspaper, and often giving speeches on stage.
He's still quiet and arrogant, but he still has a large following, with a lot of talk and even girls following us home.
Author: Lai Luolan 2006-11-17 09:17 Reply to this statement 2Super touching text everyone look at it "Backdraft" Even in my terrible class, there are many girls who openly declare their love for Kitagi.
They dyed their hair red and yellow and talked about Kitagi while wearing nail polish. They tended to think highly of themselves, treating Kitagi like one of those punks they made out and cuddled with, stretching their fingers and admiring their nail coloring, saying, "If I make a move, of course Kitagi is mine.
Then looked at me, Nan Yan, do you think your brother will fall in love with me?
PAST FIVE
When Northwood came to the infirmary to see me, my hands still have purple potion. Kitagi laughed out, Nan, where's your fighting skills, how can you not fight back when you're in a big fight with a girl?
I grunted and did not answer.
It's me that's upset, I don't want to be replaced as your sister for the rest of my life.
I thought to myself, you're Northwoods, I'm Southsmoke, I'm not going to be on your side.
On the way home, Bei Mu carried me, I had to obediently tell him what happened.
It was me who lifted my face and said, Bei Mu is not my brother. The group of girls gathered around and asked, "Then why do you always go home together?
I raised my head proudly and smiled widely because he liked me.
Northwood heard this, mouth grunted and said, less stinking, how could I like a man-child like you. Turned to ask, just because of this and they fight? Girls are really interesting.
Before I could open my mouth to argue, I saw a white girl standing under the tree in front of me. Kitagi put me down and said, you go home first, and then walked over towards her as he called out her name, Xiao Jin.
Siu Kam, this gentle and beautiful girl in white, he smiled and looked at Bei Mu who ran towards her, his smile was soft and warm, just like an angel.
I in that one can suddenly be so sad, Kitagi, my words have not finished, you have run to the other side.
The girl spoke with Bei Mu under the acacia tree, the girl was gentle, the boy was handsome.
For the first time, I understood why Kitsuki was so popular with the girls, that he had grown so handsome in the messy, long years.
He wasn't the Kitsuki I remembered as soon as he was long ago.
PAST SIX
From that one day on, I stopped pushing myself to study hard. I gave up any chance of being side by side with Kitsuki. Because I already knew that we had long been out of the same world, and the girl beside him should be like Xiao Jin, or some other woman, but never me.
Nan, if you are half as well-behaved as Xiao Jin, then everyone can feel much more at ease. These are the words of Bei Mu.
So, since it is no longer possible for me to do as you wish, why not go against the current.
I fell quickly and decisively, and became a typical bad student overnight. I dyed my hair reddish brown, I pierced my ears seven times, my clothes were often emblazoned with skulls, there were always lit seven stars between my fingers, and the side of my carry-on became a lighter.
I suddenly realized that I was good looking. According to my friend's talk, my eyes are charming, my body is well-proportioned, my skin is fair and soft, and also, my character is straightforward, my smile is sweet, and my mind is active.
Kitsuki, it turns out I'm not useless.
Only by your side, I am so small and inferior, so rough and unpleasant.
I have many, many friends and many, many boyfriends. They're not as good as you are, but they can make me incredibly happy and proud.
They let me shine in a world without you.
PASR SEVEN
I hadn't been home from school with Kitsuki in a long time because I always skipped my evening study sessions. My friends waited for me downstairs, whistled loudly at me, and then we went drinking, dancing, and helping out with the crowd.
So everyone was clueless and clueless about my fall.
School let out early that day, and I stood at the entrance to the school waiting for my friend A to pick me up from school. Kitagi just walked straight to me, with a timid Jin behind him.
Nan, your mom is very sad. Kitagi's eyes ached.
I suddenly had the inexplicable pleasure of knowing, from his eyes, that he was hurting. I bite the gum in my mouth and say, so what.
Not how. Kitsuki said, come home with me.
Why should I listen to you. I tilted my head high and said, "Didn't you say that you never take any action for what you don't like?
In an instant I felt like I was going to cry, Bei Mu, the Bei Mu in front of me, if you can want to say to me in a gentle voice like Xiao Jin, Nan, I like you. Then I would immediately hug you and cry, and then obediently follow you home.
But Kitagi still had a cold face.
When I was about to lose my courage and fall down, Smoke, can you go?
Then Kitagi looked at me and said, Forget it, I don't care about you.
Just as I was about to tell A that I wasn't going to play today. I suddenly burst out laughing, Kitsuki, you should have left me alone a long time ago, and then I turned around with a cocky look and straddled A's motorcycle, whistled a loud whistle, and took off.
Reaching out to touch my face, I realized that I was already in tears, and the gum in my mouth, long since tasteless.
PAST EIGHT
I was obsessed with Wang Fei from that day on.
In the dimly lit bar, I downed one beer at a time, and the only thing in my head was Bei Moo's chilly look saying, "I don't care about you anymore.
Author: Lai Luolan 2006-11-17 09:17 Reply to this statement 5Reply: super touching text everyone look at it "backward" I know I'm finished, I fell in love with Bei Mu. I actually fell in love with Kitagi. When did it start, we've been together for so many years, how could I fall in love with him.
B appeared at that moment, he put the headphones into my ears. mp3 is Wang Fei's "Fables", I listened to it for most of the night, and then fell asleep on the bar. I woke up with B's jacket on my shoulder, and he leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Smoke, if you like it, come with me.
Come with me. Nan, come with me.
But the boy in front of me, called me Smoke. Only Northwoods called me Nan. He is North, I am South, the sky is different.
A face slightly flushed because of alcohol, eyes burning, he said Smoke, you and he knew only four hours. I pulled down the earplugs, slightly drunk, B immediately held me. I said A, we're done.
B and I walked out of the bar.
B took me home. He took out a Faye Wong CD and said, "You can listen to all her songs here and decide if you want to be with me.
I looked at his face and thought his eyes looked like North.
PAST NINE
The person who came to pick me up from school was changed to B. He waited at the entrance of the school in a black t-shirt, which attracted a lot of attention from girls.
He was 2 years older than me, and already adult-like and calm and sharp. Unlike Kitagi's aloofness and condescension, he had always been the subdued and rational man with a face as deep as an abyss.
I know he is not a simple person, otherwise my friends would not have called him a big brother.
Then, as Kitagi and Jin were walking out of the school side by side, Kitagi saw me. Then I flew up on my feet to kiss B's face.
But Kitagi, however, turned his face away with indifference. He had seen me as a stranger, and he would never care for me again.
Kitagi. I heard a voice call out the name, and looking up, B gently smalled, It's been a long time. I froze in place, watching Northwood step closer, his eyes biting, he said B, how could you be with Nan Yan.
B or smile, spit out two words, fate.
Bei Mu pulled the corner of his mouth, then I will go first. After saying that, he pulls Kam away.
I stayed in a trance, B said, smoke, do you like him. He lit up a cigarette, which I snatched off roughly, put it between my own lips and sucked hard.
Yes. I love him. But he doesn't love me.
PAST TRN
Northwood approached me during my gym class, his tone sharp and out of his usual calm. Nan Yan, I want you to leave B. He is my friend's brother, mixed with gangs, he is dangerous. Do you understand? , he is definitely not simple.
Nan, did you hear me.
North, didn't you leave me alone.
His gaze went cold for a moment, wanting to fall straight down the fireworks, he lowered his voice, Nan, listen, I'm doing this for your own good. Your mom is worried about you.
Kitsuki, you make me feel like you're sympathizing with me. I am fine now. I turned and walked away, tears about to slide down my face, filled with new sadness.
I went to the park that Kitagi and I went to when we were kids and stayed walking in the gazebo for hours.
It was dark before I got back to B's house, and he said that Kitagi had just come to see him. I was shocked, what did he want to see you for?
He wants me to leave you, B laughed, I don't know what I'm talking about.
I got a chill down my spine and jumped on him, pulling him by the collar, What did you do to him?
Nothing, Smoke, I just told someone to teach him a lesson.
B's smile was wry, just a few broken bones.
My mind went blank and I turned and ran out the door.
B said coldly behind me, "You can't come back in after you've left this door.
I looked back at him, a mature man's face, half in the shadows, like an eerie mask. My heart beating like thunder, I turned and ran out the door, hearing a sigh in my trance.
Kitsuki. Kitsuki.
I ran down the cold street as if I were quizzing eight hundred meters in gym class. Kitagi, wait for me.
PAST ELEVEN
I called Kitagi from the phone booth downstairs, and it was his mother who answered. As soon as I heard the girl's voice side, I asked, "It's Kobayashi, isn't it?
Kitagi's mom, this is Nan Yan.
Nan Yan ah, why you have not been home? Your mom was worried sick, why didn't you call her? You this child ah ...... kaleidoscope suddenly taken away, Northwood's voice coldly rang, what is the matter/
I covered my already choked throat, lowered my voice and said, I am downstairs. Can you come and meet me.
Yes there is.
I'm leaving B. I want to see you.
I hid by the front door and watched the boy's shadow lengthen in the moonlight, come a little closer, and then hug him tightly the moment he stepped through the door.
Kitsuki, my dear, Kitsuki.
The pose was frozen for who knows how long. Kitagi pulled away from me and said, Minami, what's wrong. My eyes widened as I looked at his complete and healthy body and suddenly understood. Kitagi reached out and wiped away my tears, Nan, why are you crying, you don't even cry when you fight with people.
I buried my face into his neck and refused to come out. He suddenly laughed, Nan, you actually have a girly side.
Promise me you'll go home.
I nodded my head as hard as I desperately could. Kitagi, my Kitagi. But he stopped smiling for a split second. I heard him call out, Kogane.
I lifted my face and saw the girl in white with a shocked face under the moonlight.
Author: Lai Luolan 2006-11-17 09:38 Reply to this statement 6Reply: super touching Wen Wen everyone look at la "backward" PAST TWELVE
I came home in the eyes of my mom and dad's surprise, did not hand to any chastisement. Mom said child, you have lost weight. My tears flew down again. I said I'm sorry.
For the first time, I hated myself so much.
Like most adolescent rebellious children, I promptly retreated from the curved road, and gradually walked back to the original track.
Only, something must have been different. I can't paint a picture of those subtle, trivial feelings, but one thing was clear: I was no longer going to be able to go home with the two of us, Kitsuki.
So every evening I could see two long shadows drawn by the setting sun; it was Kitsuki and Kojin, and I, walking silently behind, not saying a word.
I always had uneasiness in my psyche, I just didn't expect that the day came back so fast.
This day Bei Mu and Xiao Jin had to stay after school for a meeting, I waited in front of the school, and then I saw the group of familiar faces.
They quickly surrounded me and laughed at the amount of black hair and uniforms I was wearing.
You think you can come and go as you please.
Look at you, you're such a prude, it's a laugh.
C came up and grabbed me by the shoulders, what's up Smoke, come back. Everyone's missed you. Then D, E and F.
I gradually felt dizzy, accompanied by fear. I remembered how we used to stop students at the school gates who thought highly of themselves, and how they often started out flying off the handle and refusing to bow down, but invariably ended up obeying us and nodding respectfully at the sight of us.
I remember that we surrounded him in the same way, then slapped him, beat him until he begged for mercy, and then made him honor us with a pack of cigarettes.
I was about to fall down, I had a terrible headache and the world was about to fall apart.
PAST THIRTEEN
I was scared.
Yes, I'm scared of living like this, I just want to live back to those simple, good times with Kitsuki. I'm such a coward.
I was at a loss for words in the burning sun, my mind blank.
Northwood was there. He came out of the school gates with little Jinxiu and saw me on all sides. I saw his angry, biting eyes as he quickly fought them.
This was Kitsuki's first fight. I've never seen him so fierce and crazy as he lunged to fight them one at a time, completely disregarding his body.
I stood deep in him. Kitagi, the excellent and perfect Kitagi in front of everyone, his innocence and childishness was hidden under the indifferent appearance, he had to be the best, he had to be patient and tolerant, he had to exist as a role model. Those madness and rebellion were suppressed for too long.
It was only when the shrill voice of Kogane broke through the twilight that I fell to my wooden knees and hugged Kitsuki, who was covered in blood and wounds in front of me, tightly.
PAST FUORTEEN
Kojin and I took Kitsuki home, where his mother nearly fainted and pulled us in to ask what was wrong. Kam kept crying, and I remained silent.
But word spread, and people were talking about it everywhere from school to home. Mom stopped me when I was about to visit Bei Mu and said, Nan Yan, you should go to Bei Mu less often in the future.
I still stubbornly pulled open the door and walked out, and at the door of Bei Mu's house I heard the argument inside. His mother obviously huffed, Bei Mu, in the future, do not always with Nan Yan, he and you are not the same kind of person. You should care more about Xiao Jin, this time you go abroad to study the formalities are people to help you do it, you have to be a little bit better to others, in the future the two people outside to take care of each other.
Northwood, are you listening to me or not?
The room became silent. And I, stubbornly standing outside the door, I want to hear Bei Mu's voice, I want to hear Bei Mu said, I want to be with Nan Yan. But there was nothing.
I felt as if I had been standing there for a century, and my feet began to ache slightly. The road waits stung my eyes through the hallway window, and I tried to make a smile before reaching out and ringing the doorbell of Kitsuki's house.
Still the same indifferent, proud face, in close proximity to my own, familiar scent and clean shirt, bangs slightly longer and a solitary brow. Kitsuki stood there motionless.
Kita, let's go for a walk.
PAST FIFTEEN
Nan, in another month, I and Xiao Jin back to study together in England, her parents have already contacted the school for us.
I know.
Nan, what are your plans after graduation?
You know, I never liked studying. North, I want to sing.
We walked into a video store and I pointed to the new Faye Wong album on the shelf and said, "I like her. It's like a butterfly, but I don't know when I'll find freedom.
I finally smiled softly when Bei Mu put this "Will Love" CD into my hand.
Good-bye, Kitagi.
Afterword
In 2005, Kitagi returned home.
On the cab ride home from the airport, the song of the winner of this national singing competition was heard playing on the radio.
The DJ introduced the winner, who was very young, but was able to add lyrics to the song, and was talented and powerful, with a voice that was like heavenly music, with the ethereal and ethereal quality of Faye Wong.
Her name is Nan Yan.
The award-winning song "Backward Running"