watched "Sunny Days", it was a silent night, the sun was shining in the other hemisphere, and only the computer screen in the room emitted a faint blue, so the sunlight in the movie was particularly dizzying.
It's a light rainy day now. On the way home, I saw three high school students in cars. They didn't have umbrellas, but they were still chatting and laughing. One of the boys wiped the rain on his face with his hands. The white school uniform lined his dark face. Cute smile. I hid in the thick car shell and sighed that I was getting old. The 16- or 17-year-old was free and easy to stay on the campus of high school. So I remembered this movie. A bright sun.
In those days, the sun scorched the children in the compound with the smell of weeds. Rustic military uniforms, dilapidated 28 bicycles, a group of children rode out of the compound in a hurry, met a fool riding a wooden stick, shouted "Oba", and wandered in the slender and long alley, clamoring for school to be dismissed. game. Ma Xiaojun mingled with the children, fighting with them, chatting up with girls, dealing with adults, and satisfying his seemingly great desires. In those closed times, they were seen as a bunch of outliers.
In that sunny summer, Ma Xiaojun was obsessed with unlocking, so his father's drawer became the first victim, with the military certificate, certificate, and condoms in the diary at a glance, and he finished playing the game of pretending to be a soldier. He used the condom as a balloon to blow up, and then he had a younger brother, because the thing that was used as a balloon was accidentally broken by him. Every day, he picks locks from house to house, without stealing anything, just satisfied with his desire to spy. In an age where people's hearts are buried deep, everyone is afraid that others will see their true thoughts, but they don't know that a thin and dark boy is enjoying themselves. of reading their lives. The smiling face that the telescope swayed left an indelible impression on Ma Xiaojun. Finally, in a simple home, he found the feeling of his heartbeat. Every day I wait for the girl in the photo to appear. From day to dusk, I can almost feel the grass and trees around. The small body is wandering on the roof with a schoolbag on her back, leaving a lonely silhouette in the sunset. Lying on the girl's clean blue plaid bed sheet, closing your eyes and savoring its breath, the sun is baking with a faint fragrance, and the warmth makes you drowsy.
This kind of setting may be doomed to the end of the relationship. The girl's name is Milan, who is older than Ma Xiaojun. Maybe she just regards him as a younger brother, but Milan, Ma Xiaojun and the large group of friends form a clear picture. The two stood at the entrance of the corridor and had an awkward and lovely conversation; the warm water in the iron pot flowed down Milan's long black hair into the white tiled pool, Ma Xiaojun stared at the tender neck; Yu Beibei stood provocatively at the man. In the bathroom, a group of bare-ass boys hid behind a pillar and watched their clothes being taken away, but they could only shout a few words; Ma Xiaojun, who was avenging his brother, was filled with indignation, causing the people in front of him to slump and his head to rise. The blood that came out stained the whole cheek and the naked upper body. I didn't want to cause the legendary group fight. The result was that hundreds of people shook hands at the Lao Mo restaurant; Milan said goodbye to Ma Xiaojun in the woods, smiling like a flower... ...
Ma Xiaojun loves Milan, so he can't stand Yiku and Milan so close, and finally they quarreled on their shared birthday. Ma Xiaojun was angry with the glass ball and stabbed Yiku's stomach... Time came to an abrupt end, Suddenly found that he seemed to be deceived. It turned out that everything was just Ma Xiaojun's fantasy, and the vivid pictures just didn't exist. Ma Xiaojun finally realized that his love for Milan had reached an uncontrollable level, so in that On a rainy night, Ma Xiaojun, who was watered down into a human form by the rain, called her name mournfully downstairs in Milan, her desperate voice begging to find the last glimmer of hope, the moment Milan's figure appeared, the classic lines will remain forever. In my memory,
"Milan! I love you!!!"
"What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."
"Well... I fell into a ditch with my bicycle."
This was Ma Xiaojun's first confession but also the last. On a sunny afternoon, he raped Milan. This is the end of the first love story.
The last colorful shot is of Ma Xiaojun wearing the red swimming trunks that Milan gave him for his birthday, jumping from the diving platform into the swimming pool in an extremely ugly posture, struggling to get ashore, but he was kicked back into the water by Milan and the group of friends. All the sins continued to oppress his breathing with the heavy water pressure. In the end, he was the only one left floating in the empty swimming pool. The bright red swimming trunks were like a red sun in the blue water. Bright days are fading away.
Time flies, Beijing is already a modern city, Ma Xiaojun and those friends have long been vicissitudes, they are reunited in the extended Cadillac car. What remains unchanged is that in a certain corner of their hearts, occasionally they can see the shadow cast by the sun, the youthful years imprinted in their memory, that is, the sunny days.
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