Wanderer

In the half month before coming here, Wen Hai experienced all-night business trips, night shifts, cluster headaches, and water getting into his mobile phone... Various force majeure and force majeure factors combined made him not even send a text message in the past ten days. Bai Yun flag issued.Chai Fanwen and himself went on a business trip and called his girlfriend three times a day to report his safety. After each call, he had to ask worriedly, "Did you break up?"

Wen Hai had a headache and couldn't keep his eyes open. He was huddling in the back seat of the car to catch up on sleep, and said, "No."

"Is your partner the reincarnation of Plato? If you endure it, you will consider him true love. If you endure it in a different place, it is force majeure. Now for ten days and a half months, the two of you communicate only by brain waves, which is almost humane to people like you." Relief from the cause." Chai Fanwen threw the painkiller over, "Does it still hurt?"

Wen Hai was so tinnitus that he could hardly hear what Chai Fanwen was saying, but he understood the meaning of his words, being with himself was a hard job, he dragged Bai Yun's flag to the water, and let the water flow without thinking about how to swim forward. People and themselves are drowning in this stagnant water.

In essence, Bai Yunqi is a species that has very low requirements on living standards, is easy to feed and fools so that it is easy for people to ignore him. The usual sense of existence is less than or equal to the cactus in Wen Hai’s house that has not been watered for three months. You I went in and out of the living room for [-] days and didn't look at it with my eyes. Occasionally, I suspected that it was dead and watered it to make up for it. When you look at it the next day, not only is this thing not dead, but it even bloomed for you.

But when Bai Tong'an sent this pot of cactus, he still had to ask: "No matter how easy it is to feed, it will die when it is fed, so you can grow some food."

Before coming here, Wen Hai was well prepared for Bai Yunqi to lose his temper, to ignore him, and even to break up with Bai Yunqi, but he never thought that Bai Yunqi could be like this It is easy to forgive myself, the "price" is to read books with him for a few days in an empty library.

Although it is the winter vacation for Chinese New Year, some students choose to stay in school every year due to various unspeakable reasons. Therefore, the library remains open and becomes one of the only three buildings on the campus that are still alive.

What Bai Yunqi read these days are some introductory professional books, lacking the influence of financial news and even modern TV dramas. Although he can keep up with theoretical knowledge in class by rote memorization, the teacher should have already done it in reality. He was completely ignorant of the well-known cases. He could only understand the causes and consequences of the cases by relying on a few words discussed by his classmates and searching with his mobile phone on the spot, which wasted a lot of time.

Wen Hai, who has nothing to do, besides occasionally responding to a few short messages and emails at work, is also reading books.The books he reads are very complicated, and the speed is very fast. In less than three days, he went from the area of ​​famous essays and modern novels on the first floor to the area of ​​detective school and philosophy on the fourth floor. Huang's "Guwen Guanzhi" came back, and said with a light smile: "Why is the king doing it?"

"..." Bai Yunqi seemed to hear the Bada Shanren roaring in his ear again.

Sometimes he fell asleep lying on the table, his eyes were slightly covered by his loose forehead hair, and the white earphone cable was wrapped around his neck. He looked like Wen, who was sitting in the university library ten years ago and fell asleep in a sweater. Up to now, the next moment he woke up, rubbed his eyes, yawned and prepared to continue reviewing for his final exam.

Bai Yunqi secretly put on his hanging earphones, and the solo sound of electric guitar came from inside. After half a minute, the hoarse male voice began to roar hoarsely. The whole song was like this, electric guitar, bass, drums, keyboard, a lonely soul.

Then the second song is a guitar solo, this time it is an acoustic guitar, a few simple chords are repeated, the English girl is singing her first love going to the battlefield, the grass climbs the tombstone, and the white dove flies farther to the oak Tree.

On the last day of the library’s opening, Wen Hai picked up a collection of Pasternak’s poems to read, and found an exquisite handwritten bookmark from the pages of the book, a dried flower was plastic-wrapped inside, and written in strong handwriting on the side Three lines of letters.

Bai Yunqi leaned over to look at it and guessed, "Is it Russian?"

"En." Wen Hai wiped the dust off the bookmark, and read it softly.

"You speak Russian?"

"The No. [-] Middle School was an internationalized one at our time, and the No. [-] Middle School trained the Second Foreign Language School. I chose Russian, and your brother chose French. I almost forgot." Wen Hai's fingers slid across a line of letters, "This sentence was when we were in class. I’ve said it before, and it’s very impressive.”

Bai Yunqi: "What does this sentence mean?"

"'Maybe you will think of me, like a flower that never reopens'." Wen Hai's voice was low, flowing through each letter like a cello, and his fingertips across the second line, "This line is 'I use Silence loves you, dear Nastasia', should have been made by the students of your school themselves."

Sure enough, the handwriting on the bookmark appeared on the last line of the library card, followed by the major of the Russian Department, because the date of borrowing and return could not be seen clearly due to the damp.Bai Yunqi did the math, the school library started using the electronic lending system six or seven years ago, and it was said that the library was closed for half a year due to renovations, so this bookmark was left in this book at least eight years ago .

"Maybe it's an exchange student from over there." Wen Hai guessed, "It might also be a girl's Russian name."

Nastasya.It's a nice name, but it's a pity that the girl may never know that there is a boy who loves her so delicately and hopelessly. He left the bookmark full of thoughts here for everyone who knows nothing to read at will. Picking up from the dust, all the love has become the flower that will never bloom again.

—"Farewell, my dear Nastasya."

The two who watched the past from the sidelines walked out of the library before the end of the evening. The security guard in the security room at the gate had already known Bai Yunqi, and greeted him with a smile: "Young man, Happy Chinese New Year!"

Bai Yunqi nodded: "Hey, Happy New Year to you too!"

Just as a string of firecrackers sounded outside the door, a security guard hurriedly stood up: "How many times have I been told that the firecrackers are not allowed! Where are the students?!"

The other security guard smiled and waved his hand: "Just see if there's anything wrong, don't go there and scold the students, don't disappoint the New Year..."

"You will pretend to be a good person and let me sing a bad face."

"Hey you, drinking my wine, smoking my cigarettes and picking my thorns, you are so beautiful..."

The two security guards were arguing, and neither of them went out. Two firecrackers had already been set off.Wen Hai held Bai Yunqi's lukewarm hand and said, "Happy Chinese New Year."

Bai Yunqi put his arms around Wen Hai's shoulders, with bright eyes, he leaned into his ear and said, "Happy New Year."

After all, the capital is a bustling international city, and the shops and streets near the Chinese New Year are not too deserted, but even more crowded with people.There was a light show and a fireworks show in the square near 05:30 p.m., and at [-]:[-] the road was already blocked, with a warning sign saying "Horns are prohibited in the urban area", and car horns of various timbres blared together. The police blew their whistles and hurriedly maintained order.

Although it is not kind to gloat, but Wen Hai has never stopped in the past few days since he went to work for the new year. This time he finally got some leisure, and he still couldn't help but sigh that he escaped a catastrophe.Seeing many people coming and going holding roses, he asked curiously, "Is this a local custom?"

Bai Yunqi shrugged and explained: "There are several flower shops around here, dedicated to turning all festivals into Valentine's Day."

"Have you received it?" Wen Hai asked.

Bai Yunqi was startled, and quickly denied it: "No!"

Wen Hai turned his face to stare at Bai Yunqi, and said with a smile: "Say it again."

"I... didn't receive it..." Bai Yunqi's eyelashes fluttered into bee wings again, and he grabbed Wen Hai's arm and dragged him aside, "Why is it so lively there?"

Wen Hai remained motionless, and continued: "Comrade Bai Yunqi, do you know which prison the last person who lied to me is currently squatting in?"

Bai Yunqi is very innocent: "I really confiscated it."

"Received and received are two tenses. My question is to emphasize the first one."

"My Chinese is not good."

"Then let me ask this question differently. This classmate, has you ever refused a flower from a girl or a boy?" Wen Hai narrowed his eyes, "Don't look up to the sky, look at me."

Bai Yunqi: "...ah."

"Ah—" Wen Hai nodded, "Understood, how many people have been rejected, are there not many?"

"Yeah." Bai Yunqi nodded quickly, "There are really not many."

"Okay, not many, that's more than one."

"..."

Wen Hai bumped Bai Yunqi's shoulder, "Sure, young man, he's more promising than I was back then."

Bai Yunqi asked cautiously: "Are you not angry? I really confiscated it..."

A bucket of red roses appeared in front of the two, and the pretty girl smiled and said, "Sir, buy a bunch of flowers for your lover."

Bai Yunqi: "..."

"Yo——" Wen Hai whistled, "Which one is this among the few?"

The girl looked at Wenhai: "Sir, I'm talking to you."

Wen Hai: "..."

"Buy a bouquet of flowers for your lover." The girl said solemnly, "The first bouquet of roses in the new year means that love is booming."

"Why don't you ask him to sell it?" Wen Hai pointed at Bai Yunqi.

The girl chuckled: "Because you don't look easy to mess with, sir, but generally people who look fierce are very gentle in their hearts."

Bai Yunqi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Senior sister, have you been selected by Mr. Zhang for advertising and marketing? He has talked about this sales method many times."

"Oh, it turns out that you are juniors, so I'll give you a [-]% discount." The girl raised her eyebrows, "Your juniors listen carefully to the elective classes, which is very good."

Wen Hai: "Let me interrupt the academic exchange between the two of you, is this flower still for sale?"

"Of course it will be sold." The girl's eyes shifted from Wen Hai to Bai Yunqi, and she said regretfully, "Such a good source of fresh meat has been leaked out. As a senior, I am very heartbroken. You guys can't do this this year. Don't you know how to occupy strategic resources in time? Don't say hello too, we seniors and some seniors will start."

Wen Hai: "Maybe you guys are not timely enough."

"Sir and junior are people with stories." The girl blinked, and took the money from Wen Hai, "Sister, why don't you leave your cell phone number, and when this gentleman is gone, we can talk alone."

Bai Yunqi laughed and said, "It's inappropriate to poach him face to face after earning his money?"

"Okay." The girl handed the flowers to Wen Hai, "Sir, can you turn your back on us and ask your junior to give me your phone number?"

"..."

"..."

"Just kidding." The girl conjured a white card and a pen from her fingers, "Sir, don't you want to write something to your lover? I have a card here."

Wen Hai understood: "How much is it?"

"This was designed by a girl from our school's Academy of Fine Arts. It has a profound meaning. Selected paper, hot-silver printing, and limited edition." The face is fine, you put it away." As she spoke, she stuffed the card into Wen Hai's hand, and disappeared in a blink of an eye with a bucket full of roses.

Wen Hai looked at the piece of cardboard with silver dark lines printed on it in his hand, and said with a smile: "The children nowadays are really...here, take it."

Bai Yunqi was holding a large bouquet of roses, his face was redder than the flowers, and he followed Wen Hai foolishly. After a long time, he came back to his senses and stammered: "Give it to me?"

"Otherwise?" Wen Hai let out a "huh", "Which one am I?"

"..." Bai Yunqi hugged the bouquet tightly silently, deciding that silence is golden until this is over.

In the past few years, the city’s air management has become more and more strict. It is said that this time the fireworks show was applied for by the promotion of nearby tourist attractions. It spent a lot of money to build a holographic projection, and the gimmick was "Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens" .Citizens who hadn't seen a large-scale fireworks in several years and tourists from all over crowded the square with cordoned off everywhere, and nearby vendors were forced to close their doors early.

Bai Yunqi stood on the periphery of the crowd. A handsome boy holding a large bouquet of roses was eye-catching everywhere. Many passers-by gave him kind smiles, as if they were looking for who was which lucky girl, and he himself was far away. Looking at Wen Hai who was on the phone with his back turned.

The other side of the phone is much quieter than this side, Yan Wan can't afford to be too noisy, in previous years at home, the doors and windows would be closed tightly so as not to disturb her by the sound of firecrackers, and the two of them who are traveling now should be in some ancient place that is rarely seen. In the village, even the chirping of birds is clear and pleasant.

Wen Zefeng even skipped the polite greeting of "Happy Chinese New Year", and said straight to the point: "Have you gone to find the boy from the Bai family?"

"Yeah." Wen Hai blew a smoke ring, "Don't scold me, you should know about me when you were in college."

"Have you ever thought about what Xiao Wan thinks?"

Thinking of how I went to Yan Wan’s studio to look for her before, and how Yan Wan turned a blind eye when a gay stuffed a business card in her pocket, Wen Hai smiled: “You are worried about what your wife thinks, I only know that my mother is I'm pretending to be confused."

"Your mother and I pretended to be confused because we both thought you were just messing around at that time, otherwise your mother would not have arranged for you to have a blind date." Wen Zefeng said, "You are almost thirty now, no Forget about being at home, you should take your heart back and do something you should do at your age."

"My age..." Wen Hai laughed shortly, and didn't want to say anything, "It's okay, I'll hang up."

Wen Zefeng: "Wen Hai, you think I don't know what you're thinking. You're just projecting your own experience onto that kid from the Bai family. Back then you felt that no one loved you and you couldn't save yourself, but now You think you've grown up, you see another version of you, and you compensate yourself by being emotionally invested in him, and that's when you think you love him, but you actually love yourself..."

"Xiaoqi is not me, he is different from me, not only is he much better than me, he will become a person far better than the two of us, don't treat him as my adopted pet." Wen Haileng Said, "I'm not as pitiful as you think, Dad, you never know what I'm thinking, stay with my mother and hide your self-righteousness, don't scare her... Oh, and, happy new year .”

The phone hung up abruptly.

At seven o'clock, the first thunderous sound of fireworks sounded in the air on time, and the gorgeous bouquets bloomed among the stars, and the silver bands of light circled upwards, disappearing into the sky like shooting stars.There was another loud noise, and the golden waterfall poured down from the sky, and then splashed into silvery white water droplets in the sky below. Ascending into the sky, the sky is full of flowers.

The surrounding street lights suddenly went out, Bai Yunqi raised his head hastily, just stepped back half a step, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, pressed him heavily on the light pole, and kissed him violently.That kiss was full of the smell of tobacco and the most primitive violent plunder, leaving no room for respite, and it almost ended with blood.

Bai Yunqi was panting in shock, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand, and the rose he was holding had already fallen to the ground, and when he was embraced by the man, he cried out softly during the interval of calm breathing Voice: "Wen Hai?"

In the darkness, the sound of the phoenix resounded through the sky. The golden phoenix leaped from the horizon, spread its golden wings and hovered high above the square. Its long tail feathers drew a bright galaxy, and then wrapped it in the cold north wind. In the twinkling of the stars, it disappeared.

"Yeah." The man's body was icy cold and his breath was hot, "I'm here."

The street lights came back on, and the shadows of the two overlapped.

"Let's go back."

"it is good."

The author has something to say:

"Maybe you will think of me, like a flower that will never bloom again." - Yesenin "Flowers"

Thank you everyone.