The time of the city

Early in the morning, Mo Yu washed up and ran to the piano room downstairs. She had wanted to play Ni Jiamu's piano for a long time. After getting his consent last night, the first thing she did this morning was to play a song to wake up the beautiful day.

I picked up the music sheet and started playing confidently, but got stuck halfway through. "Brother, come down quickly, I don't know how to play this part."

Hearing the call, Ni Jiamu hurriedly brushed his teeth and rushed to the piano room. "What do you not know how to play? Let me take a look." He bent down and asked patiently, with a faint mint fragrance between his teeth.

"Here, this score is a bit difficult, I can't quite understand it." Mo Yu pointed at the score, frowning.

"It's very simple, baby. I'll show you once."

Mo Yu was about to offer her seat when Ni Jiamu's phone rang. "Wait a minute, I need to take a call."

"Hello, Jin Wei."

"Amu, something happened to K. You should come to the United States as soon as possible." Bai Jinwei's voice was hoarse and he sounded very upset.

"What?" He almost dropped the phone in his hand. "How is he? Is he injured?" Ni Jiamu asked repeatedly.

"K is dead. You come first. We'll discuss the details when you arrive."

After hanging up the phone, Ni Jiamu stood there as if dead. He found it hard to accept the news of K's death, and his thoughts became a tangled web.

Noticing something strange about Ni Jiamu, Mo Yu pushed his arm and asked, "Brother, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

It was not until she called him several times that he reacted, "Brother has something to do and needs to go to the United States. You just wait for me at home." After saying that, Ni Jiamu touched Mo Yu's head and then ran out of the house.

Arriving in the United States, Ni Jiamu saw Bai Jinwei and Ji Lin waiting for him not far away as soon as he got off the plane. Their expressions were as bad as his.

"Amu, you've worked hard along the way. You haven't eaten yet, right? We'll take you to eat first." Ji Lin walked up and patted him on the shoulder.

"No need. What happened? I just returned to China for a few days. How could he..." Ni Jiamu didn't continue with the rest of the sentence. They had just talked on the phone a few days ago. K told him that he should be happy every day. How could he be gone in just a few days?

"Last night, a fire broke out in an abandoned factory in the suburbs. K and another man were found inside. They were burned beyond recognition and there were no traces left at the scene. It is preliminarily determined to be an accident." Bai Jinwei said, his voice choking.

Ni Jiamu's forehead veins bulged, and he was very emotional. "Why would K go to the abandoned factory for no reason? Someone must be trying to harm him. When I find out, I'll be damned if I can't kill him."

"Amu, calm down. Jin Wei will drive the car over here."

After getting in the car, Ni Jiamu asked Bai Jinwei who was driving, "When is K's funeral?"

After a long time, Bai Jinwei did not reply, but just drove quietly, "Jinwei, I'm asking you a question?"

Bai Jinwei glanced at Ji Lin in the passenger seat, but still didn't speak.

"Amu, K's father doesn't plan to hold a funeral for K. The woman is pregnant, and his mind is on the child. He said he's worried that holding a funeral would be unlucky."

"Is there any father like him?" Ni Jiamu punched the cushion. K had talked to him about Mu Jiacheng countless times before, and he pretended not to care every time. But Ni Jiamu knew that K cared about his father very much. If he didn't care, how could he remember every little thing so clearly and talk about it so often.

"Let's go to K's house. Let's get together as brothers to see him off." Ni Jiamu looked out the window, his confused and dazed eyes filled with grief.

"Call Song Fei as well. K likes her so much that he must want her to come." Ji Lin said.

A night had passed since the fire, and Song Fei hadn't slept all night. Whenever she closed her eyes, all she could think of was K holding Eric down in the fire and the words "I love you".

K saved her so many times, but he was not omnipotent. He could not save himself, and in the end he was unable to escape unscathed.

Crystal tears, like pearls that had broken off a string, rolled down her cheeks. "I'm sorry."

In the midst of grief, the phone beside me rang. It was an unfamiliar caller. "Hello, is this Song Fei? We are friends of K. You should have heard about his situation. I hope you can come and see him off."

"Okay, I'll come."

Song Fei washed her face, put on makeup, changed into the skirt K gave her, and went out.

The sky was gloomy and looked like it was going to rain. She didn't have an umbrella with her, so she had to quicken her pace. As she walked, Song Fei suddenly turned around, only to find that there were only pedestrians hurrying by her side. She seemed to have gotten used to K's sudden appearance beside her.

The man who might appear at every corner on Song Fei's way home every day will never appear again. No one will ever call out "Fei Fei, Fei Fei" in her ear again and again.

When they arrived at K's house, Ji Lin had already prepared a table of food. Seeing Song Fei, he quickly waved to her to come and sit down.

The four of them looked at the empty seats with an indescribable feeling. The food was delicious, but no one touched it. Even the usually active Xiaoxue lay quietly in the corner of the sofa, head drooping. Perhaps she knew that K, who loved buying her beef jerky, would never come back.

Everyone sat there looking at each other in silence. Suddenly the doorbell rang and Bai Jinwei ran to open the door.

The man who came in got straight to the point and said, "Are you K's friends? This house is owned by Mr. Mu Jiacheng. He's going to move to the UK soon and has sold the house, so please help me move my things."

After hearing this, Ni Jiamu stood up, threw the stool aside, walked over to the man, grabbed his collar, and a sinister, terrifying scarlet glow gathered in his almond-shaped eyes. "Are you still fucking human? K just left. Go get that old bastard Mu Jiacheng."

"Sir... I, I'm just an errand boy, please, please let go." The man was so scared that he was shaking all over and his mouth was trembling and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Amu, let go. He is just following orders." Bai Jinwei hurried over and pulled Ni Jiamu away. The boy took the opportunity to leave quickly.

Ji Lin said, "After all, this house belongs to Mu Jiacheng, and we can't make the decision. Let's each take something back as a souvenir."

"I can't. I have classes so I'll leave first." After saying that, Song Fei picked up her bag and left.

After leaving K's house, Song Fei did not go to school, but returned to the welfare home. She lay on the bed, covering her head tightly with the quilt. She did not open the quilt until she could no longer breathe.

She stared at the ceiling, and after an unknown amount of time, she fell asleep.

She had a dream. In the dream, Song Fei saw a sea of flowers, with the sunlight gathering many wonderful circles of light on it. It looked very dreamy.

There is a very handsome boy in the sea of flowers. He is smiling, and there is no trace of impurities in his deep eyes. He is as beautiful as the stars at night, which makes people sink into him.

Song Fei walked towards him, the boy tilted his head and smiled even more. He said to him softly, "Fei Fei is so beautiful." She probably saw the childhood of K.

Suddenly, I turned around and saw K lying in a sea of flowers, half of his face covered by a mask. He lay there with a hopeless calmness, like a cursed prince, who could only sleep in loneliness forever.

"Fei Fei, I'm not pretty anymore." The man looked at her and shed a tear. Then he turned around and walked into the sea of fire. No matter how much Song Fei shouted, he didn't look back.

Finally, the sea of flowers was burned to ashes. Song Fei woke up from her sleep with a scream. She hugged her body and curled up in the corner.

It was already dark outside the window, and she just hugged herself tightly, as if this could protect herself, as if this could make her forget all the sadness.

Thinking of something, Song Fei suddenly ran out of the room and ran to the door of K's villa. She knocked on the door frantically, but no one answered.

After a long time, dark clouds quickly swept across the sky, and heavy rain began to rage, with raindrops filling the sky. The wind and rain were like thousands of sharp swords piercing the ground, as if to sever all connection between them and the ground.

Song Fei got up from the ground, but saw things scattered around the trash can. She rummaged through the pile of things, and the photos that K had taken of her were washed away by the rain and could no longer be seen clearly.

K's clothes and pants were also covered in mud and were thrown aside carelessly. She dug out a fairy wand from the pile of things.

"Why did you take a fairy wand?"

K raised the sparkler and smiled brightly. "This is the first time Feifei has spent her birthday with me and she even set off fireworks with me. Of course I have to keep it. If you spend your birthday with me next time, I'll take it out and set it off. If you don't, I'll buy a thousand boxes of fireworks and fill the whole city with them."

Song Fei walked alone in the rain, a fairy wand in hand. Raindrops as large as beans streamed down her hair, ruffling her calm face. She couldn't tell if it was tears or rain on her face. She felt like a cockroach in water, unable to escape, only letting the cold seep into her flesh and heart.

"It seems we can't set off fireworks together anymore. Don't worry, I will be fine."

Most of the time, we don’t realize the arrival of important moments in our lives, but we will suddenly discover the beauty of the past at some point in the future.