Gong is a heartthrob

What's wrong?His girlfriend looked at him worriedly, and put her hand on the back of his hand.

The temperature on the back of his hand brought Shen Qi back to his senses, and he glanced at his girlfriend comfortingly, "It's nothing, just another migraine..." After finishing speaking, he leaned his head on the back seat and rubbed his temples with a frown.

The driver drove the car silently in the front seat. His girlfriend smiled and said, "Finally the Lu family has been pulled down, you should be happy!"

Their trip this time is to go to the prison to see Lu Wei for the last time.

The ten-year revenge finally came to an end.

Shen Qi opened his eyes, looked sideways at the moving buildings outside the car window, his expression was as calm as water.

Shen Qi himself couldn't explain why.The father who was framed was released from prison and spent the rest of his life at home, and the Shen family has also recovered. He should be happy.However, he didn't feel the pleasure and excitement that the great revenge should have brought, only endless exhaustion and bewilderment.

After arriving at the gate of the prison, Shen Qi got out of the car, and his girlfriend smiled softly in the car: "I'll wait for you here."

Under the guidance of the staff, Shen Qi walked into the interview room, and saw the man with his head lowered, his arms resting on the table, and his fingers clasped tightly.Hearing the voice, the man raised his head. The face of his deadly enemy, the face that made him sleepless and hated to the bones, was now as pale as paper and bloodshot from the hard life of a prisoner.

When Lu Wei saw him, there was no wave on his pale face, and he watched silently as he approached and sat on the chair outside the glass.

"I'm so unhappy to see you." Lu Wei said, his tone was still familiar with the arrogance and carelessness, as if he wasn't the one who was imprisoned.

"I'm very happy to see your appearance of being neither human nor ghost. I heard that your life in prison/prison was not good." Shen Qi smiled sarcastically, "It's not good" is a euphemism Yes, how much torture Lu Wei has suffered in it, both of them know it well.

"Okay." Lu Wei sneered back at him, "You have also seen my desolate appearance, isn't it very refreshing? But, I have been imprisoned now, and I probably won't be able to get out in this life. We're settled." After speaking, he stood up and ended the last conversation in their lives.

Lu Wei walked on the road wearing a prison uniform, with a sad and relieved expression.What he didn't say was that he wanted to stop here, when the boy was standing at the crossroads, looking at him calmly.Later, despair took control of his life, and he unreservedly transferred his hatred towards himself into hatred towards Shen Qi.To this day, he still hates him.

Maybe only by hating him can he try to live.

got windy.

For unknown reasons, Shen Qi avoided the car outside the door and his girlfriend waiting in the car, walked to the beach alone, and lit a cigarette.Over the years, his addiction to cigarettes has gotten worse, and his migraines have gotten worse, but he can't quit.

He stayed from dusk till dark.

A few days later, Shen Qi was invited to attend the centennial celebration as the high school director.Familiar old trees, familiar flag raising platforms, familiar teaching buildings...these all evoke his memories of high school, and...

Memories of that boy.

Obviously it was a long time ago.The burden of revenge over the years made him breathless, his nerves were tense all the time, and he was afraid that if he was not careful, he would fall into the abyss. Teenagers forget.

However, the moment he stepped into the school, the boy's figure came alive again in his memory.

By accident, Shen Qi walked into Wen Ze's classroom.Although the headmaster didn't know why, he still followed.

There are many photos displayed on the photo column of the Class A classroom. After seeing him staring at these photos, the principal tirelessly told him about the honors that Class A has created over the years.

But that person is not included in this honor.

His presence was so brief that he didn't even get a picture.

Shen Qi was a little sad, turned around and was about to leave, but he caught a glimpse of a photo inadvertently and stopped in his tracks.

In the photo is a blackboard newspaper.

Shen Qi remembered it very clearly, because he had secretly come to this classroom to look at the paintings on it.

In the painting is a sea with a sunset on the sea.

Under the setting sun, the faceless bird boy spread his wings and flew into the distance.

His snow-white wings were scorched by the setting sun of molten gold, revealing a blood-colored golden light.

Shen Qi seemed to be able to see that young man looking at the tide-like dusk that afternoon, thinking about it, childish excitement flashed in his cold eyes, and he drew this picture.

He could also see himself that afternoon, standing foolishly in the distance looking at the young man who was separated by tens of thousands of layers of the setting sun, quiet and silent, as if he had merged with the setting sun.

In the haze, he seemed to see the young man turned his head slightly, glanced at him, and then smiled.

"...Mr. Shen, why are you crying?"

Shen Qi was startled, raised his hand to touch his cheek, and felt a piece of ice cold.

It turned out to be tears.

He thought, that man, like the bird boy, flew away forever.

The author has something to say:

I listened to two songs while writing this chapter, one is "In My Song"

You exist, deep in my mind, in my dream, in my heart, in my singing...

The other is "Symphony No.5: Adagietto"