Yangzhou slow

When Ji Yi woke up, Ji Zhengzhou was sitting beside his hospital bed.

"Dad? Why are you here?"

"Dad! Where's Yi Zhi'an? How's Yi Zhi'an?"

"Crack!" Ji Zhengzhou hit Ji Yi for the first time.

"You still have the nerve to ask me?"

"Are you able to endure Ji Yi? You dare to do rebellion?"

"Do you want to die?"

"I don't want to die, I want to live." Ji Yi held back tears: "I want to live with dignity."

Ji Zhengzhou sighed, "They're all dead."

He said: "They are all dead, blood is everywhere, and those who are not dead cannot escape interrogation."

"If I hadn't come in time and had something to do with this side, you would have died too."

Ji Yi suddenly laughed, how ridiculous, fighting against power, and finally being saved by power.

"Zhizhi will not die. Zhizhi is so good, he is so brave, he is so kind, he said that I am his flag..."

"We still have to travel together and do many, many things together. He won't die."

"Ji Yi, you are too young to understand many things. What you are playing now was played by others decades ago. Have you succeeded? No. It will not be successful, no one will allow you to succeed."

"The higher-ups are well aware of the movements of the people. They already know what you want to do. They will destroy you at all costs and defend themselves."

"Listen to my father's persuasion, Ji Yi, don't meddle in these things anymore, if you want to be gay, I'll let you do it, don't do it anymore."

Yangzhou under the snow is extremely beautiful, but it is also extremely depressed.

Ji Yi walked on the deserted street, and when he returned to No. 14 Guhuai Street, a thick layer of snow fell on the bench in front of the door. He remembered that night, Yi Zhi'an showed him the way with a cigarette in his hand.

He pushed open the heavy door, and the wintersweet bloomed in the yard. He remembered Yi Zhi'an's frowning eyebrows, and told him that the flowers must be beautiful when they bloom.

He was sitting on the stone steps, and he thought of Yi Zhian riding a small motorcycle and taking him around, thinking of Yi Zhian kissing him with a smile, thinking of Yi Zhian walking through the streets and alleys holding his hand.

He remembers Yi Zhi'an, but others do.

All memories of this place are gone, and people don't know what happened here.

Yangzhou is no longer called Yangzhou, history has been rewritten, and even the song "Yangzhou Slow" no longer exists.

But Ji Yi still remembered Yi Zhi'an's hoarse voice and flushed cheeks, reading this poem to him.

He said, "Ji Yi, it's great that you're here."

All the memories about that year are gradually fading away, Yi Zhi'an only exists in Ji Yi's memory.

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