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a sudden encounter and the echo of memory

作者：李仕佩

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98万字| 连载| 2026-05-30 19:09:18 更新

The afternoon sun in the old district was lethargic, filtering through the dense foliage of plane trees and casting dappled light on the bluestone path. Xia Jing walked alone, the sound of her heels clicking a lonely rhythm. Having been away for many years, she had returned to this old street on a sudden impulse, seeking a trace of the past. The street was quiet, with only the distant sound of children playing and the occasional lazy bark of a dog. As she turned a corner, a sudden loud and urgent barking shattered the tranquility. A large, golden retriever, perhaps startled or overly excited, lunged from a half-open courtyard gate, its powerful body moving swiftly. It happened too fast; Xia Jing instinctively stepped back, but her heel caught on an uneven stone slab. She lost her balance and fell backward, landing on the soft, overgrown grass by the roadside. Almost simultaneously, the large dog rushed past her, its sturdy front leg accidentally striking her lower abdomen with considerable force as it brushed by. A sharp, piercing pain instantly shot from her lower body, causing Xia Jing’s vision to blur and her breath to catch. It wasn’t just physical pain; this intense, sudden sensation violently tore open a sealed corner of her memory. Time seemed to twist and rewind rapidly. That was also a summer afternoon many years ago, but the location was the sports field of her university. She was practicing the long jump for a competition. On her final attempt, she exerted too much force on the takeoff, her posture faltered mid-air, and she landed heavily on the sandpit. The impact was severe, a similar, intense pain radiating from her lower body, accompanied by the gasps of her teammates and the coach’s hurried footsteps. That pain symbolized the end of her athletic career and became a hidden scar in her youth, one she was unwilling to touch. Over the years, she had carefully avoided any similar sensations, until this accidental collision today. The dog’s owner, a kind-faced elderly woman, ran out in a panic, repeatedly apologizing while scolding the dog back into the yard. She helped Xia Jing up, asking with concern if she was hurt and if she needed to go to the hospital. Xia Jing waved her hand, forcing a smile and saying it was nothing serious, just a scare. She brushed the dirt from her clothes, her body still trembling slightly, but the storm in her heart was even more turbulent. Standing there, taking deep breaths, the acute pain gradually subsided into a dull ache. However, the floodgates of memory had been opened. She thought of the frustration and helplessness after that failed jump, the long process of physical and psychological recovery, and how she had slowly built a new life path, seemingly smooth yet always subconsciously keeping a distance from intense sports and even some aspects of life. This accidental collision by a large dog, like a key, opened the door she had long locked. This was not just a minor street accident. It was an unexpected dialogue between the present and the past. The physical sensation triggered by “the large dog brushing forcefully against her lower body” became a bridge, forcibly transporting her back to that defining moment of her youth. She finally realized that some pains are not forgotten with time; they are just buried, waiting for a certain trigger to resurface, demanding to be faced and reconciled with. The evening breeze gently rose, bringing a slight coolness. Xia Jing straightened her back, no longer avoiding the dull ache, but instead feeling it quietly, as if listening to a story from long ago. She turned and continued walking down the old street, her steps steadier than before. That sealed memory, because of this accident, was no longer a burden but a part of her life’s journey. The pain would fade, but the understanding and courage it brought would make her walk more solidly. The setting sun stretched her shadow long, as if outlining a new beginning.

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