Spring Summer Autumn Winter

Since Yang Siyuan met Yang Jianxin, his whole person seemed to have sunk down. Although he was still outgoing, he was not as lively as before. He was often alone and hated being disturbed by others.

When he was doing things before, he was often interrupted by people. They would want to drag him out to play, eat, etc. At that time, even if he didn't want to go, he would find a reason anyway, and he would not disturb him because of others And there is something disgusting.

So he gives people the impression that he has a very good temper and will never get angry, even if others hinder him, he won't mind.But it's different recently. If someone interrupts him when he is concentrating on a certain thing, he will directly express his dissatisfaction, and then directly reject the other party's proposal.

The tone was still very peaceful, but his cold eyes and hypocritical smile betrayed his heart, making many people embarrassed and even a little scared on the spot.

Some club friends who are close to him said that he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, and others said that his personality had changed drastically, and only he knew it. In fact, he should have always been like this.If he is really a sensible and good student, then how could he have played with Qin Ziliang and his group of cronies for so long?

Even considering the genes of both parents, he will be a tough and rebellious person, but he has been forced to play a good boy since he was a child, hiding in that sheepskin on the night of the full moon.

But now, he was tired of hiding and didn't want to hide any more. He wanted to tear off that layer of skin to reveal his sharp fangs.

At first he couldn't control his temper, and sometimes he would say everything he wanted to say, regardless of whether it would hurt the other party.Because he thinks he lacks empathy and kindness, he will naturally hurt others.

Until one day, Xu Linshuang couldn't bear it any longer and asked him, "Your mouth is a bit poisonous recently, do you know that?"

He cherished his friend Xu Linshuang very much, so he listened carefully to what he said, and then reflected on himself for a few days, and found that it was indeed the case. He was actually a bit like a combination of Chen Limei and Yang Jianxin.

this is too scary.

Xu Linshuang woke him up, and he began to think of ways to correct this. In order to make his emotions less extreme, he often read some prose with gentle sentences and listened to some songs with gentle melodies.

Friends in the guitar club often recommend songs to him, because some people learn folk guitar, so he listened to a lot of folk songs, and gradually found that he likes this style very much, so he also started to learn from the brothers and sisters in the club.

He is very smart, has a strong sense of art, he learns very quickly, and is very diligent, so many people who have studied longer than him have been left behind by him.

At that time, learning the old wolf's songs was very popular in the club, maybe because I wanted to miss my youthful years and the ignorant throbbing of youth.Yang Siyuan has also learned a lot, but he doesn't really like singing Laolang's songs very much, because he has no resonance, his high school is not what the song says, and he can't feel the emotion in the song.

The society will hold a special concert in June, and there are not many people who have reached the level of being able to go on stage, so we can only pick some quick learners to make up the number.So the president wants him to produce a program, he can choose the repertoire himself, as long as he can play and sing well.

He was willing to help, and agreed without much hesitation, but he started scratching his head after returning, because he couldn't find the song he wanted no matter what.

The songs he was looking for were all very nice, but there was still the same problem - he didn't have resonance, he couldn't sing.

What to do at this time... Of course, it is to find Xu Linshuang, the almighty god.

Xu Linshuang has been doing dubbing work for a long time. In order to find a soundtrack, he pays attention to many unpopular songs. Yang Siyuan asked him, and sure enough, within a few days, Xu Linshuang recommended a song to him.

Xu Linshuang played it for him on the computer, and Yang Siyuan leaned over and put on his earphones to listen. He actually didn't hold out much hope, but after singing the first line, he fell into it.

That song is different from all the songs he has ever heard... The unique voice seems to be telling a sad story in the tone of memories. The voice and tune are very narrative, and it seems to follow the melody alone Run around without being bound by any framework.What the singer sings is not the words, but the soul.

Yang Siyuan felt like crying.

He listened carefully without saying a word, and then checked the information of the song.

That was the first song released that year, "Arrival" by He Li.

He scrolled down the page again, wanting to read the lyrics and know what kind of story this is from the lyrics.

The scroll bar slid down for a while, and when he saw the word, his hand froze there, and he couldn't move the scroll wheel no matter what.

"Those who arrive tomorrow stay in the dark night. Arrive at you and continue running in dreams.

Those who arrive in the future are bumping through the years.Arriving at you, this life keeps running.

……

I look at your sky, the birds are flying.

I walked across your land, flowers are blooming.

……

I think of my soul, the demon that dwells within.

I think about my life, running free.

I look at your sky, the birds are flying. "

The lyrics are very short, Yang Siyuan finished reading quietly, then slowly straightened up and took a deep breath.

This song has a story. He doesn't know the specific story expressed by the author through the lyrics, but he can resonate with it.

This is his story, the story of Li Yuan, the story of him and Li Yuan.

"I'll just sing this one."

……

The summer in Wuhan is extremely hot. Yang Siyuan often sweats when practicing the piano, and his clothes are stuck to his body with sweat, which is sticky and greasy.But as soon as he practiced the piano, he couldn't feel anything, only the song, and himself and his sweetheart in the song.

In the official performance in late June, he changed into a linen shirt, without too many decorations, simple and plain, just like the story in the song.

The curtain opened, the lights came on, and only a beam of warm light cast on him.He was sitting on a wooden chair, surrounded by darkness, only him, shining in the darkness.

He couldn't see the audience clearly, so he cast his eyes into the distance, and then gently plucked the strings, and the melody like wind came slowly from his hand, blowing the memory he regarded as treasure, and blowing his youthful and hazy memory. first love.

"Hi, I'm Li Yu'an."

——He who arrives tomorrow spends his nights in the dark.

"'Far'? The same 'Far' as you?"

——When I arrive at you, I continue to run around in my dream.

"The answer to the riddle is... 'Ann'."

——People who arrive in the future are bumping in the years.

"Also, no one will come here."

——Arrive at you, and keep running around in this life.

The singing is floating in the air, the guitar is reflecting light beams, love and regret are hidden in his voice, quietly embracing in the corner.

At the end of the song, he hasn't woken up yet, still holding the guitar and looking into the distance, as if someone's figure is waiting for him there.

The audience was silent for a few seconds, and then thunderous applause broke out.

He stood up and bowed in thanks, then watched as the curtains closed in front of him, shielding himself from the cheers.

The concert ended at 09:30 in the evening, and he stayed to clean up the venue with his club friends, only to see a girl running over.

"Hello, are you Yang Siyuan who just sang "Arrival"?" The girl is very beautiful, like a porcelain doll, and her voice is also nice, sweet and crisp.

Yang Siyuan put down the speaker in his hand and nodded.

The girl was obviously very excited, she blinked her eyes and said, "Well... I'm also a freshman, and I really like the song just now, and I really think the guitar is great... I want to ask, can I... can I How about joining the guitar club now?"

Yang Siyuan shook his head: "You have to ask the president about this, I can't decide."

"Then... I don't know the president, can I add you first? Can you give me the president's contact information?" The girl thought for a while and asked.

Yang Siyuan looked around, and found that the president was too busy to talk to her, so he nodded and gave her his penis.

Immediately after the girl got the certificate, she was elated and bowed repeatedly to thank her, which made Yang Siyuan very embarrassed.

"See you in the club!" The girl shook her phone, gave him a big smile, and trotted away.

Yang Siyuan: "..."

He was not sensitive to feelings, so he didn't notice the girl's thoughts, he only thought that she really came to learn the guitar, and after seeing her leave, he continued to work.

The busy work didn't end until after ten o'clock. Everyone took a group photo together and made an appointment to go out for a celebration dinner the next night, and then went back to the dormitory.

Yang Siyuan didn't really want to go back to the dormitory, so he strolled on the road with his guitar on his back, and walked to a small forest in the school. After looking at the young couple who didn't hug each other, he found a chair and sat down.

The weather was fine this day, full of stars, Yang Siyuan leaned on the chair and looked up at the starry sky. Occasionally, the night wind would blow, and the leaves around him would rustle.

He still has the tune of the song in his mind, and it keeps looping in his ears, over and over again, trying to talk to him.

Slowly, his thoughts drifted away, and he seemed to be out of the world, immersed in the story of the birds and the night.

After a long time like this, he gradually heard the sounds in the real world again.

He turned on his phone and looked, and found that the dormitory was about to close in about half an hour.

But he still didn't want to go back...he wanted to...

He stared at the phone screen, watched the number of the clock change a few times, finally opened the address book, and dialed a number.

He turned on the handset of the phone, and said softly to the phone, "Sing a song for you."

Then, no matter what kind of sound came from the phone, he put it aside, picked up the guitar, and sang the song again.

"The person who arrives in the future, bumps through the years... Arrives in you, and travels non-stop in this life..."

"Sorry, the number you dialed is an empty number..."

……

Recently, a resident singer came to the bar, and he often sang some rock songs, the kind that everyone could sing along to, so every night the place was very lively, so lively that it gave Li Yuan a headache.

He doesn't like rock and roll very much. This kind of song is too exciting for him. He still prefers the singer before, and he will play one or two songs for everyone when he is off work.Later he told Li Yu'an that that kind of song is called a folk song.

Li Yu'an remembered it in his heart, every time he listened to him sing folk songs, he would be very serious and devoted, as if he could really hear the story from the song.

These songs have become his blind condiment during these days. When he walks home alone on the way home, he will hum softly to himself, and then he will feel that today seems to be going well.

But now he can't listen to the live version, so he can only find a few songs to listen to after get off work, but none of them have the feeling of listening to the live version.If he had money, he would probably have the urge to learn guitar.

Later, a girl who can play the guitar came to the bar. The first time she came here, she just came to drink with her friends. Then she saw Li Yuan, a handsome guy. After that, she came here almost every day, and every time she came, she had to chat with Li Yuan .The girl also told him her name, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time, so he didn't remember it.

"Hey, you stared at my guitar for a long time, why, want to learn?"

Li Yu'an tidied up the wine cabinet and said, "No. It's just... I really like the sound of the guitar."

The girl let out a "huh" and asked, "What do you like to hear?"

Li Yu'an thought for a while and said, "I like folk songs."

"Folk songs, I haven't played much, but I can play a chord for you, do you want to learn?" The girl hugged the guitar and asked, before Li Yu'an could answer, she played a section.

The surroundings were still noisy, but in Li Yuan's ears, the sound of the guitar was very clear.He didn't speak, just looked at the girl's hand plucking the strings, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

The girl smiled, put the guitar away, and chatted with him about other things.

She didn't leave until early in the morning when they got off work, sitting on the sofa with a guitar in her arms, watching the shop assistants pack up their things.

"Aren't you going home yet?" Li Yu'an finished his busy work, came out after changing clothes and saw that she was still there, so he went up to ask.

"Why are you in a hurry, here, I'll teach you how to play the guitar." The girl moved the seat, patted the sofa and signaled him to sit down.

Li Yu'an turned around to look around, and asked Brother Ling with his eyes, but Brother Ling seemed to understand, smiled like a flower, winked at him, and asked Pingping to open a bottle of wine and bring it over.

"...Then thank you." Li Yu'an actually felt a bit like being forced to go to Liangshan.

He sat aside and tried his best to keep a distance from the girl, but the girl squeezed over again and stuffed the guitar into his hand.

"Well, be natural, don't be nervous." She leaned close to Li Yu'an, held his hand and taught him the posture, and then taught him to pluck the strings.

When she got so close suddenly, Li Yu'an almost collapsed, he tried his best to suppress his emotions so as not to push her away.

"Well, I'm far away from home, so I'm going back first..." Li Yuan said with difficulty pulling out his hand.

"Huh? I haven't learned the chord yet. What are you going to do? You can learn it quickly..." The girl said, pulling his hand back and resting her chin on his shoulder.

Li Yu'an's head buzzed, and then he stood up suddenly, startling the girl.

"I'm sorry, I'm leaving first." He avoided the girl's surprised eyes, and ran away like fleeing. When he ran out, he bumped into someone, causing his shoulder to hurt.

He still has a natural repulsion to the approach and touch of others. As long as others get closer to him, he will have difficulty breathing, break out in cold sweat, and his heart will beat wildly, similar to the reaction of seeing a ghost.

But he was so sensitive, but he hugged Yang Siyuan more than once, and even once the distance was so close that his eyes couldn't focus, so close that he wanted to kiss.

He used to think that Yang Siyuan opened the door of his heart so that he could gradually accept others, but now it seems that this door is probably only for Yang Siyuan.

For several days in a row, he didn't dare to stay any longer. He hurriedly finished his work and ran home, not even giving the girl a chance to talk.

Then one day, the girl really didn't come again, and Li Yu'an finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But he should have known that he would not be let off by God.

The girl didn't come, but a few days after the girl disappeared, a man came.

No, not one, but one with a group.

At one o'clock in the morning, everyone had just cleaned up, and Li Yu'an was about to change clothes when he saw a lot of menacing people coming to the door, some of them were holding bats and steel pipes.

The leading man was shaved, and his tattoos spread from his neck to his arms, revealing a ferocious animal face on his forearm.He was wearing tight short sleeves, the shape of his muscles was clearly outlined, and an iron necklace dangled on his chest.

The man looked around in the store, finally locked his eyes on Li Yuan, turned his head and asked the person next to him: "Hey, is it him?"

The person being asked narrowed his eyes to observe Li Yu'an, then nodded and said, "Yes, that's him."

Li Yuan didn't know why, watching them whispering over there, frowned slightly.

I should... I didn't offend anyone, right?

The man strode towards him, looked him up and down and asked, "You hooked up with Xiao Chu, right?"

Li Yu'an frowned, not quite understanding what he meant.

Who is Xiao Chu?

When he was wondering, the person behind shouted: "It's him! It was him I saw that day! He is holding a guitar, and he is very close to his sister-in-law!"

Li Yu'an: "..."

It turned out to be the girl.

"No, she just came to the bar to hang out and let me play her guitar," he said.

The man sneered and said, "You'll be hugging each other after hitting the ball, right?"

Li Yu'an was speechless.What can he say, that he came here by himself?That's what the man has to believe.

"Go out and have a chat?" Seeing that he didn't speak, the man took him as his acquiescence and asked with a sneer.

Li Yu'an was about to speak when he saw Brother Ling walking over.

"What's wrong? Why are you here?"

"The kid you brought is restless. I have to teach him the man who hooks up with me." The man said.

Brother Ling gave a "tsk", pulled Li Yuan behind him and said, "That woman belongs to you? But this is in my store after all, please save face, what's the matter with you..."

The man interrupted him: "I know it's your shop, didn't I tell him to go out?"

Brother Ling frowned, and wanted to say something, but Li Yuan walked out from behind him and said, "I'll take care of my business myself."

"But he..." Brother Ling whispered.

"I will do it myself."

Brother Ling looked into Li Yu'an's eyes and knew that it was impossible for him to persuade him, so he patted his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Be careful, call me immediately if you can't hold on anymore."

Li Yu'an nodded, and then said to the man, "Let's go."

After half an hour.

"Isn't it over yet? Ping, go out with me and have a look."

Brother Ling went out with Pingping, and the two searched separately. He searched around the bar for a long time, and finally found Li Yuan lying on the ground at a corner.

Brother Ling hurried forward and squatted down to check on Li Yuan's condition, but as soon as the flashlight shone on Li Yuan, he couldn't help cursing: "Fuck..."

Li Yu'an's eye sockets and ears were covered with blood, there was a large bruise on the bridge of his nose, and the corners of his mouth were also stained with blood.

His whole body was covered in spots of red, blood clots stuck to his shirt, and the shirt was torn a lot, the exposed skin was full of bruises and wounds, and even blood flowed out little by little.

"Ping! Come here and carry him back together!"

Li Yu'an was not conscious, but felt as if someone had undressed him, and then smeared something on him.

"Hmm..." He was a little hurt and hummed.

"Are you awake?" Brother Ling asked quickly. "How, can you see me clearly? Can you hear me?"

Li Yu'an wanted to nod his head, but it hurt terribly when he made a slight movement, so he had to answer softly.

He could see and hear, but neither could he see nor hear.Especially the ears, which are always "buzzing", listening to Brother Ling's words, it seems to be echoing around, as if he is very far away from him.

He was suddenly a little scared, whether he would be deaf, whether he would never be able to listen to and sing again.

It's ridiculous to say that he is not even afraid of death, but he is afraid of this.

He didn't understand either, but he was just afraid.

"I...want to listen to the song..." he tried his best to say.

"Listen to the song? What song are you listening to? I'll play it for you..."

"Listen to... guitar... ballads..."

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll find a playlist for you and play it for you in turn!"

Brother Ling left, and after a while, folk songs began to reverberate in the bar, some of which he had heard, and more of which he had never heard.

Li Yu'an closed his eyes and listened quietly, and gradually ignored the pain caused by Brother Ling's application of the medicine.Suddenly, a very unique song caught his ears and made him listen very carefully.

"What is this song... called?"

Brother Ling ran over to look again, and then came back and said, "This year's song is called "Arrival."

"'Arrival'... nice to hear." Li Yu'an said, and then fell into a coma again.