ink dyed reeds

When I turned around and walked away, I heard Bai Ruozhi crying.

She cried very carefully, as if she was suppressed and didn't want to make a sound.

I told myself that I couldn't turn back, because I knew that once I turned back, I could never leave.

The sobbing sound that Bai Ruozhi accidentally missed was still soft and weak. I recalled the soft and thin voice called "Lu Mo" when we first met.

When she read these two words, her voice was more beautiful than usual.

When I was in Jinchuan, she would move a small bench and sit next to me, quietly listening to my singing.When you are happy, your eyes will narrow like a happy rabbit.

Later, whenever I sang Pound's "At the Subway Station", Ruozhi would sing along with me, her voice like a gauze ribbon floating in the night sky.

After confirming that she couldn't see me, I took out my phone and told Zhou Yuchen, "It's fine."

Bai Ruozhi has never been aware of her own charm.

At that time, I was still in the wine bar on Foreigner Street in Chongqing. I left for something, and when I came back, I saw her sitting by the bar alone, and two foreign men not far away were looking at her.

"Look at that girl!"

"Wow! Sheissocute!"

"Ofcoursesheis," facing the two foreigners approaching her, I walked over and sat next to Ruozhi, and embraced her, "but...sheismine."

Finding that she was still concentrating on studying a mural on the wall, I rubbed her face and kissed the corner of her mouth.

Bai Ruozhi immediately blushed.

The two foreigners said "sorry" and walked away.

Bai Ruozhi's blush returned to normal, but she still looked out of sorts.

So when I received a call from Zhou Yuchen that night, I was not surprised at all.

It's just that if I'm the only one who finds that Bai Ruozhi is good, how great it would be.

Zhou Yuchen asked me: "How can you let Bai Ruozhi go?"

Let go.

What a nice use of that word.

Zhou Yuchen said: "I hope you can understand that you are different from Ruozhi. What I can give to Ruozhi, you cannot."

He also said, "Ruozhi doesn't reject me."

"She doesn't like you either." I interjected, and the phone was visibly stifled.

"But don't worry," I continued, "I know what you're talking about."

The definition of freedom, says Ayn Rand, is "To ask nothing. To expect nothing. To depend on nothing."

Ask for nothing.Nothing to wait for.nothing to rely on.

When you can't give up too much, you lose your freedom.

Soon I returned to the United States with Eric and Brian.

Shao Zhe contacted me through Eric.

"Is this your new number again?"

"Um. Don't tell her."

"Aren't you being too cruel to that little girl?"

"She will come out." I looked at the clumps of white reeds on the seventeen-mile coastline of Monterey. In the Book of Songs, they are called "Jianjia". "Ruozhi has always been strong."

Our band started touring, and for a year, finished the final curtain call in Times Square, New York.

After the disbandment, Eric and Karl decided to stay in New York, while Chris and Brian chose to return to California, and the other returned to their own country, Ireland.

Since then, there has been no "noname" band in the world.

I dug out the contact information of Adonis, who I met in Iceland, and asked him about the specific arrangements for ice diving.

Unexpectedly, he not only remembered me, but also recognized me as the guitarist and lead singer of "noname".

Not long after, Shao Zhe came to New York to see me and told me that Bai Ruozhi was getting married.

She got engaged to Zhou Yuchen a month ago, and at that time, I was preparing for the last concert.

"When was she married?"

Shao Zhe said a date.

I figured it out and said to him, "Give this to her. I'll probably be in Lake Baikal at that time, and I might not be able to make it."

……

"Then where are you going in the future?" Shao Zhe finally asked.

"Go to the Nansha Islands, or, go back to Wall Street."

"I thought you weren't going back to Manhattan."

"Well, I used to think so too."

Like, I used to think that I would not give up Bai Ruozhi.