What happened in the summer of 2020

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There are fluffy raindrops floating into the car from the sunroof.

One said: Do you mind if you want to close the skylight?

I said: It's okay, let's open the skylight.

He said: I like driving like this, the feeling of being on the road, and I will take you on a self-driving tour in the future.

I leaned my head back on the chair and said: I prefer to take the green leather train.

He said: Why do you have to be green-skinned?

I said with emotion: the complex when I was young.

Maybe my tone is a little deep, not like the usual me.

He said: Do you have something on your mind today?

I said to myself, of course, I was wondering who the person you like is.

However, I changed the subject and said: I will pass by the hardware store in a while, remember to stop, buy sandpaper, and splash-proof film.

He glanced in the rearview mirror, I blinked, and he stopped asking what was on his mind.

When I came to a certain community again, I was already a little familiar with the way.

The building where he lives can be easily distinguished from the surrounding buildings.

Even the ivy on the wall felt a little kinder.

I said: How long have you lived here?

He said: I lived in this area when I was in elementary school, but changed houses.The school I passed by just now, I attended both primary and junior high schools.

I said: Then when you were in school, you must be very popular, right?

He said: Very skinny, causing trouble a lot.Just a few days ago, the head teacher of my elementary school was hospitalized. I went to see her in the hospital I passed by just now. She still clearly remembers many things about me.

I said: What about your parents, are they also in Shanghai?

He said: On Chongming Island, they live there for the elderly.

He also said that his parents retired early, they are in good health, they know how to enjoy life, they joined a retirement club, and if it wasn't for the epidemic, they would often travel outside.

His words made me feel as if he was talking more on purpose, to let me know about his past.

Am I overthinking?

There was also a thick photo album on his tea table.I hadn't seen it the last two times I'd been here, and he said it was a picture of him from birth to high school, and maybe a few from college.

I refrained from opening it first, thinking about doing the serious business first, fulfilling the duties of a painter, and appreciating it when I rest.

Let's take down the curtains in the second bedroom first.

The room suddenly became much brighter.

Move the fitness equipment to the living room, and cover the furniture that is not easy to move.

Sand the walls to remove those big footprints that can't be ignored.

I'm actually curious about where those footprints came from. Could it be from practicing Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu?

There were a few small holes on the wall, which seemed to be the holes where clothes hooks had been punched. I filled them with the patching plaster I brought.

Basically, the old wounds on the wall have been cleaned up.

He said: Shi Nan, you are really professional.

I joked: After I work, I go to the decoration team to work part-time to subsidize the family. Does your family take care of the meals?

He ordered pizza, and it was noon, and we ate and rested.

The thick photo book is next to the pizza box.

Every time I look over it, I want to look over it.

I think since he put it out, he wanted to show it to me, right?

However, I'm a weird person, and I think that before knowing other people's privacy, I should also share my past.

I said: I told you that my hometown is in the countryside, right?

He nodded.

I said: My parents are teachers, and they are in our country primary school, but there are fewer and fewer students there.They taught me in elementary school, and since junior high school, I lived in school in the county seat.

He said: I started to be independent at such a young age, no wonder I know everything.

I said: Not at first.Because my parents were in school when I was in elementary school, I didn't have to worry about anything, but when I lived in school in junior high school, I was not used to it and was always homesick.

He said: How long did it take to get used to it?

I said: The whole junior high school is like that, always thinking very heavy.Later, it was time for the senior high school entrance examination. After checking the student status information, I found that the date of birth on the student status was written wrong. My parents are both teachers.

At this point, I paused, wondering why I was bringing this up so suddenly.

I stopped talking, the pizza was gone, and I said: stop talking, keep working, and try to finish it in one day!

Carefully tape off the switch on the wall and the border of the baseboard.

Ask a certain person to open the paint bucket, and he said: It doesn't smell much.

But I am more sensitive to the smell, or can smell it clearly.

There is only one roller brush. I teach a certain church. He uses a roller brush to take care of the main walls, and I use a small brush to take care of the corners.

Every time he finished one article, he would show off the result to me.His white T-shirt was stained with paint, and his strong arms really had the glory of a laborer.

After brushing the first pass, we went to the balcony to breathe fresh air.

At this time the sky cleared.

The bright afternoon sun shone on the slightly damp roof opposite, creating a thin layer of water vapor.

I looked around but couldn't find the rainbow.

One said: You just mentioned your student status, what happened afterwards?

I said: I just revised it, but——I squatted down to look at the pot of green radishes that grew better and better, and muttered: I always feel that since then, I always worry about unnecessary things, um, maybe it’s me I used to like to be a mediocre person.

He said: When I was in primary school, a classmate ate crispy noodles for lunch and found that there was only half of the card left. He thought he had eaten it by mistake and worried all afternoon.

I laughed out loud after hearing this, and I said: Is the classmate you are talking about yourself?

He squinted, but didn't deny it.

Because I had to wait for the first coat of paint to dry, I finally had the legitimate leisure to open his photo album.

I said: Why haven't I seen it before?

He said: It's in the cabinet, you didn't find it.

The first page of the photo album is very explosive. It is a photo of a hundred days wearing crotch pants.

Then he was a toddler with a big red spot on his forehead.Gradually, they became mischievous, with some wearing police uniforms and sailor uniforms, with a strong 90s studio style.

When he was in elementary school, the props for taking pictures became airplane models and globes. At that time, he was really not good-looking, he was stunned, and his head was a bit like a wax gourd.

He pointed out to me a playground in the photo, and said: I just drove by here, and the teaching buildings were all built later, but the playground can still see a little of its original appearance, and I sometimes go there for a run.

Yeah?I suddenly want to go there for a run, maybe I can feel a little bit of the breath of the winter melon era.

I said: Now that the epidemic is happening, can we still let it in?

He said: Do you want to go for a run?

Hmph, it seems that my mind is really easy to guess.