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?Leaving the hospital, I tactfully rejected An Ye and Shi Yu's request to go with me to my place to stay for a while, I don't want them to see me looking down and out, that's all.
Lying on the wooden bed in the hut, my previous freedom and patience finally reached the limit. The distress and sorrow in my heart seemed to rush into my mind in an instant, and I only felt lost and hopeless. I actually had a feeling of wanting to leave This impulse that made me lose my fighting spirit, my love and my ideal city.
I am a little self-defeating, I am unemployed anyway, so I might as well just sleep in the dark, at this time, only in my sleep can I get a moment of peace of mind and tranquility. Thinking about me but wanting to smoke again, I had no choice but to get up, get dressed and go out to a nearby supermarket to buy a pack of cigarettes.
I walked to the supermarket in a daze, took a pack of Hongyun and a lighter, and after paying the money, I quickly ran back to the rental house, lay on the bed again, opened the package, lit a strange cigarette butt, and the familiar taste lingered in my mouth. The feeling of satisfying the craving is filled in the lungs and mind.
I followed the smoke and looked at the slightly dark yellow ceiling with water stains, but I thought a lot in my mind unnaturally. I thought of the three years I was with Zhang Jiaxin, we used to skip class together Getting into trouble, drinking and surfing the Internet together, singing and opening a room together, and doing whatever we think is meaningful together regardless of everything.
Thinking about it, the corners of my eyes got a little wet Could it be that I still can't let go of all this? I asked myself, but couldn't get an answer.
I remembered the days when I was singing and doing activities in the bar with Sister Shi Yu. Everything was so happy and natural. When I was with her, I seemed to be able to forget any troubles, and forget the absurd and sad past. Sister Shi Yu is like a glass of warm water, colorless and odorless, but it warms my time.
Slowly but unconsciously, I thought of that girl who was hot and strange at times, Luo Qing. I just met her a few times, not even acquainted, but somehow I can always think of her slightly dazed and puzzled eyes
When I moved a little, the ashes of the tobacco leaves scattered on my face and bed, but I didn't even bother to blow on the ground.
Turning to one side, I finally fell asleep in a complicated mood.
I opened my eyes again, and the darkness had completely spread in the room. I reached out and took out my phone, turned on the screen lock and checked the time. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
I slowly sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, smoked another cigarette in the dark, touched the lighter and lit it.
There is no job after graduation, love has been betrayed, and the only way out is now cut off. My expectations for life are like the cigarette butts in this room, which may shake or burn to the end at any time.
I put on my clothes, put on cigarettes and fire, found the dirty acoustic guitar from under the bed, and prepared to go out for a walk, to see the nights in this city that I had never seen before, and to pass the time by the way.
Looking at the words "The core of loving you will never change" written on the guitar with a red paint pen, my heart couldn't help but twitched again.
?I picked up a towel and dipped it in water, and gently wiped off the dust on the guitar, but I deliberately ignored those words. After wiping, I put the guitar into the piano case and carried it on my shoulders, ready to go.
Walking out of the old house, I quickly went to the supermarket to buy a bag of the cheapest beer, and then walked towards a small stone bridge on the west side of the city with the beer in my left hand and the guitar on my right shoulder.
The small stone bridge at night is very quiet. Occasionally, couples in twos and threes come here to talk about love, and occasionally there are people who come here alone or take a walk or relax. Although staying in this place will be a little quiet, it will not be lonely.
Sitting by the guardrail in the middle of the small stone bridge, I put down the beer, then bit open a bottle with my teeth, took out the guitar, and plucked the strings twice. Although the timbre was a bit off, the deviation was not too big, and I nodded with satisfaction.
"Huh?" I turned my head and found that there was a girl in black with a guitar not far from me, and she seemed to have just arrived here.
It seems that she heard the sound of me plucking the strings just now, and she was also watching me not far away, and then walked towards me slowly.
When she walked up to me, I could see her face clearly. She had fair and clean cheeks with a little bit of baby fat, which made her look very cute. A pair of smart and beautiful big eyes, a small nose and mouth, the overall appearance is So natural and beautiful, with a dusty temperament.
She is wearing a large black hooded long coat and black sweatpants. Combined with her seemingly thin figure, she has a special and somewhat alternative artistic style.
She waved her hand at me and smiled as a greeting, and I responded with a nod and a smile.
Putting down the guitar, she sat beside me casually, laughing againHe smiled, but didn't say anything.
"What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet like-minded people here" I said to her with some emotion.
"Um."
"Do you come here every day?" I still don't believe that two people who have never been here to play the piano can meet here and now.
"I just came to this city today." The girl replied with a smile.
"Oh, that's it." I have to feel that the coincidences in this world are so exquisite, or is this the fate between people?
I picked up the beer and took a big sip, picked up the guitar: "Shall we sing?"
"Um."
I want to stand in the blue sky and sea and sing loudly, just like my youth
I sang Shuimunianhua's "Blooming Like Youth", and as I sang, I integrated my life into the singing I really want to change my life, want to bloom like youth, but I have no ability , and I don¡¯t have any extraordinary talent, so I just walked and stayed until the end
At the end of the song, I even roared with excitement, from the calmness at the beginning to the roar at the end, some were so sudden but natural.
The sound of the piano dissipated, and the girl applauded me lightly, looking at me with approval and doubts in my eyes.
I picked up the wine I had just taken a sip of and drank it down in one gulp, then took out a cigarette, lit it, and started smoking.
"Would you like one?"
The girl looked at me and nodded, but I didn't take it seriously. I don't know why, the first time I saw her, I felt that she was a person with a story. I instinctively thought that she should smoke and drink
"Thank you." She took the cigarette in my hand, took out a delicate lighter from her pocket and lit it.
While she was lighting a cigarette, I bit open two more bottles of wine, picked up one of the bottles and shook it at her, she smiled and took it after seeing it.
"You can sing a song too." I suddenly wanted to hear her sing a song.
"I've finished smoking this cigarette." The girl looks beautiful and casual while smoking. From the way she pinches the cigarette, it can be seen that she has been smoking for a long time.
"What do you think love is? People live and die for it, but they can't see what it looks like in the end." She smoked a cigarette, looked into the distance, and asked me. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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