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11. Red Background Photo
Jia Xu rarely goes to pick up Guo Jia after class. One reason is because she is too busy, and the other reason is, the third reason is that Guo Jia rarely stays at school to study seriously. She just manages to follow the rules and rushes home before Jia Xu finishes work. Even if the scattered pink high heels at the door clearly indicate that someone has just returned home in a hurry, Jia Xu calmly uses her cane to straighten the shoes and opens the door to the master bedroom.
The steam from the hot water has not completely covered the glass door of Changhong, leaving an indistinct silhouette of Guo Jia. She receives a message from Guo Jia's class teacher on her phone, requesting that she ensure Guo Jia participates in the mock exam tomorrow. Jia Xu thinks about her own life in the third year of high school, buried in a sea of questions and oblivious to the outside world. Then she compares it to Guo Jia and chuckles, "It's really true that people compare themselves to a dead person."
Jia Xu did not trust Guo Jia to take the exam properly, so she sent her to the exam room and the invigilator was Jia Xu's former teacher. The teacher hesitated for a while but then closed his lips when the bell rang, and began to read the exam rules to the candidates.
Biyong Middle School was very big, and the teaching building was far from the cafeteria. At that time, they had to run there every day, fighting for every minute and every second. Jia Xu had carried too much on her shoulders, and only now did she have the time to look closely. It turned out that the school she had attended for three years looked like this.
The former headmaster was a kind old man who always left the milk his own children didn't drink for Jia Xu. He always wore reading glasses and directed people to put Jia Xu's photo on the honor roll. Jia Xu was also a prominent figure at Biyong, always coming first in every exam and competition. The honor roll became a wall of honor because of Jia Xu, and her sharp-eyed little girl's photo was still on the wall, facing the camera and facing Jia Xu's silent eyes.
Jia Xu Miss left Biyong and the Time Honor Wall still had half of the photos not yet posted. Now, that half is filled with Guo Jia's red background photos, each with colorful borders and cartoon stickers, clearly Guo Jia's handiwork. Later, Miss Jia Xu noticed that one of her photos was missing, specifically the red background competition photo, which had disappeared. Miss Jia Xu didn't mind, perhaps the glue had worn off over time.
Miss Jia Xu chatted with her former teacher for a long time, discussing university, work, leg injuries, and their old home, finally ending up talking about Guo Jia. The conversation ended when Guo Jia pushed the door open. Miss Jia Xu didn't know how long Guo Jia had been eavesdropping at the door, but she probably should have guessed. She didn't say anything, so she didn't ask. Guo Jia complained about being tired from exams, half-collapsed on Jia Xu and was dragged into the car. Guo Jia threw the phone forward, saying to charge it, then curled up in the back seat with a blanket and fell asleep.
Miss Jia Xu helplessly picked up the phone, and a red corner peeked out from the phone case's inner layer. She pulled out two photos stuck together, both with red backgrounds, one of a young Jia Xu and the other of a young Guo Jia.
Mp3
The small mp3 has accompanied the two through every hot summer. Jia Xu needs the noisy sound to completely enter his own world, so when Guo Jia takes off Jia Xu's headphones, he hears heavy rock beats. After wearing them for a while, he feels his ears getting numb, lying on Jia Xu's lap, fiddling with the headphone cord. And Guo Jia, who loves lively scenes the most, listens to soothing and sad music in his headphones, gently soothing his weary spirit. The headphone cord always gets loose due to movement, and the gentle movements are accompanied by gentle music. A tear falls on Jia Xu's chest, and Jia Xu raises his hand to wipe her tears, asking in a hoarse voice, "Why are you crying, Jia Jia? Why are you crying?" The tears are like heavy weights, adding to the balance, causing everything to tilt towards Guo Jia, including Jia Xu's heart.
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