Zhang Yuan didn’t attend classes this morning. One English listening class, another a linear algebra class. The former was because he overslept and the latter was because of the professor’s inarticulate speech. The way he lectured was confusing and long-winded. After careful inspection of the class material, Zhang Yuan noticed that the professor was reading word for word from the notes. He might as well just read the notes himself then.
Sadly the professor was also the most passionate out of all his lecturers. The students who sat in the first row wanted nothing more than to close their books and stop listening but they wasn’t able to under the professor’s watchful eyes. At the end of class, there were boys who ran over to the first row and teased them. “Come, let me look at your faces and see if they’re wet.”
“On stage it’s a fairy, below the stage it’s a bunch of idiots,” Ah Xiang Po mocked. He wore a coat and hid a steamed bread underneath. For every bite he took, he poured his favourite chili sauce on it.
It was a pleasant surprise for the university freshmen to know attendance wasn’t mandatory. They became obsessed with the feeling of being a “fugitive” and after discovering no one would investigate their disappearance, it soon became a trend.
Even without classes, it wasn’t like Zhang Yuan had nothing to do. After finishing his classwork, he dragged Ah Xiang Po to take pictures of snow that He Luo wanted. As he was waiting for the films to be developed in campus, he deliberated for a moment before buying a calling card worth 20 yuan.
Since a long distance call in daytime cost full price, the phone booth in the afternoon was empty as the crowd poured into the canteen for lunch. Over the line, it was also noisy with the sound of girls chattering. Their voices were high-pitched, like a group of happy birds. Amidst the sound of laughter and footsteps, Zhang Yuan tried to look for He Luo’s. While waiting to hear her voice, even one minute felt too long. He suddenly felt unsure of himself. He didn’t know how to begin a conversation with her. If the dorm warden tells him she wasn’t around, he would feel relieved.
He felt this contradiction keenly. On the phone, his heartbeats were louder than ever.
He heard the sounds of quick footsteps and then He Luo’s breathless voice. “Hello. Who is it?”
“It’s me.” He tried to calm himself down and make himself sound more cheerful.
“En… you’re pretty busy lately.” The end of her sentence sounded unnaturally high.
“So-so. You must be angry.”
“Angry?”
“En.”
“I was busy too. I had midterms in the past two weeks,” He Luo replied. “I was so busy I didn’t have the time to be angry. Who said I’m angry anyway?” She smiled. A little reluctantly, she added, “Do you blame me?” Her tone made her sound like a child who had just made a mistake.
“No. I blame myself.” Even his relief sounded strained.
“If you’re unhappy about anything, tell me. Don’t keep it to yourself.” He Luo twisted the phone cord with her finger, wanting to touch his sigh if she could.
“I will. Don’t worry about it,” Zhang Yuan replied. “There are some words that I say casually, and some words that you should just listen to casually. Don’t think about it too much.”
A 20 yuan calling card can only buy them about 10 minutes of talk time. Even after the call disconnected, He Luo was still reluctant to put down the phone.
Beijing was surprisingly cold in November, already reaching -10 degree. But the cold weather didn’t dampened the spirits of the students who were eager to see the meteor shower that comes only once every 33 years. The university had even arranged for two school buses to take the students to the suburbs for better viewing. Tian Xin was envious when she heard and decided to join them. She told He Luo, “Your university is so considerate.”
“Much thanks,” Shen Lie said. “Students’ praise is the biggest affirmation of our work.”
“She doesn’t even go to our university.” He Luo smiled.
“You’re lowering your standards too much! Serving the people is a never ending job.”
“This classmate of yours jokes a lot and acts quite familiarly. He’s a typical Beijing boy, very talkative,” Tian Xin whispered to He Luo, “Good thing he’s refreshing and bright. Unlike the smooth-talking and sloppy Beijing kid from my class.”
“You’re always quick to stereotype an entire group of people.” He Luo laughed. “Ah, since you have such a good impression of Shen Lie, why don’t I introduce him to you?”
“Okay, okay!” Tian Xin nodded. “Right. I have something to ask you. If a guy likes a girl, will he actively pursue her? Or will he play hard to get?”
“That depends on his character, how much he likes the girl, and the external factors that influence him. It’s hard to say.” She widened her eyes. “Is someone pursuing you? Or… the person you like isn’t pursuing you, so you want to know how he feels?”
“Sharp! I just know you’re an expert at love. One day I’ll take you to see him.” Tian Xin giggled. “Couples like you are rare, to like each other as naturally as breathing.”
He Luo reached out to poke Tian Xin where she was most sensitive. Tian Xin grinned as she avoided her hands. “No, for real. Tell me how you guys end up falling for each other [seeing eye to eye]. Teach me some of your experience.”
“We didn’t meet eyes at all initially. Whenever he looks at me, I would look away. Zhang Yuan says he finds me a reserved person, that’s why he’s curious and wants to look closer. When he looks at me, I hide. Over and over.” He Luo turned her head to demonstrate how she hid from Zhang Yuan in the past.
“You’re fishing for his attention,” Tian Xin marveled. “And here I thought you’re a serious and proper person, turns out you’re a killer at attracting young men.”
“Where…” He Luo hurried to defend herself. “Back then I was feeling guilty. I thought he caught me staring at him, I was so afraid.” She patted her chest a few times.
“Ah, so you had a crush on him! Hurry up and confess, since when did it started? Since the basketball contest?” The truth dawned on Tian Xin. “That’s why I was wondering why he kept on using you for demonstration and being all touchy-feely.”
“Why did you make it sound so awful? He just touched my hand.” It seemed like she still had to withold some truths from this gossip queen.
“So we’re the decoy for your love games! Isn’t it enough to just hold hands? If we’re not around, what will the consequences be!”
He Luo pinched Tian Xin and the two friends fell over laughing at their high school memories. With some regret, Tian Xin said, “You two have the same kind of thoughts, it really makes me envious.” Holding He Luo’s hand, she continued, “It’s really not easy to come all the way here. Even if it’s difficult now, it’ll pass. In just three years, you can be together again either as workers or graduate students. Isn’t that good?”
“Why are you suddenly so realistic?”
“Zhang Yuan emailed me and asked if you’re unhappy,” Tian Xin replied. “I know I shouldn’t disclose his email but I’m worried about you two. The other day, you told me you haven’t contacted each other in two weeks. I thought you just had a quarrel. But only after you analysed your situation with me, that I realised you didn’t say anything to make him ask me such a thing. You told me you two reconciled but I feel like you’re just pretending everything is fine.”
She continued, “If you’re having contradictions, then argue about it. If you miss each other, say it out loud. Is that very difficult?”
“... you’re not at all immature,” He Luo said. “They keep calling you a child.”
“I’m really a child. It’s nice to be a kid, they’re simple and cute.” Tian Xin bit her lips. “You two simply have too good of a relationship so you’re looking for something to fight about. You’re both masters trading blows, fighting for the kill.”
He Luo smiled. “Yes, we’re looking trouble for ourselves.”
“Exactly! I told Zhang Yuan to clear things up with you but he calls me a busybody. God, why am I even looking trouble for myself?” Tian Xin rolled her eyes. “If it’s not for the fact that I’ve watched you two get together from back then and has even become our representative couple, I wouldn’t even bother.”
They boarded the bus at midnight, only reaching their destination at two. The students were thoroughly frozen. One of them initiated a bonfire and, after burning the nearby scattered branches, they began turning to the books that can be temporarily disposed.
“Knowledge is power. Knowledge is life.” Tian Xin rubbed her hands for warmth. Her teeth were chattering. “Classmate Shen Lie, do you still have knowledge over there?”
“No knowledge, but there are some toilet paper.” He took out a roll.
“No. How long can that burn?” He Luo stopped them. “Let’s keep it to wipe our snot.”
“Why isn’t the meteor shower coming? Any later and I’ll hold the meteorology department responsible.” Shen Lie said, “Hey, let me tell you a joke about toilet paper. Heard of it?”
Sweet and warm dialogue sprang up.
He Luo pulled her clothes closer to her body. The meteor was nowhere to be seen but she had already made her wish.
The night sky was quiet, even more profound than a summer night.
In her memories, the cries of frogs penetrated through the silence.
*
Seeing one meteor was enough. One meteor for one wish. That was Zhang Yuan’s wish.
“Ah, meteor!” Zhang Wei Rui jumped and yelled as she pointed at the bright spot trickling past the night canvas.
“That’s a plane…” Ah Xiang Po mercilessly pointed out. He turned to Zhu Ning Li and said, “Look at your hometown friend. Since she’s wearing so little, the cold has frozen her brain.”
“Aiya, it really does like a meteor.” Zhang Wei Rui laughed. Her ears and nose were red.
Zhu Ning Li handed over her hat and said, “I’m wearing more clothes than you.”
“No, what are you doing?” Zhang Wei Rui asked. As the two jostled over the piece of clothing, the first meteor flew across the sky, prompting the onlookers to cheer and cry.
The meteor shower wasn’t as vibrant and plentiful like a firework show.
Zhang Yuan took off his scarf and stuffed it into Zhang Wei Rui’s hand.
“That’s right! If not for you rushing her, she wouldn’t be wearing so little,” Zhu Ning Li said.
“The car waits for no one,” he replied. “Here, wear it. Chocolate [Zhu Ku Li] can return to me later.”
“You’re calling me Chocolate again!” Zhu Ning Li shook her fist at him.
“Who told you to have that name?” he teased, pulling up his hoodie. “I’m going ahead. You all enjoy yourselves.”
“Then how do we go back?”
Zhang Yuan grinned. “I only promised to take you here. I never said I will take you back.”
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