world travel

Liang Jiayu went to Yuying High School.

Just like when Xiao Yun went alone, Liang Jiayu also registered his identity information with the guard.

He thought that Zhou Xinyuan was studying at the school he remembered, but he didn't expect that it was just the same name.

Liang Jiayu looked at the photo of Zhou Xinyuan holding the certificate.In the spring, when they were in the hut, Zhou Xinyuan told him that he had won a prize for his composition, and it turned out to be this one.

His hand unconsciously wanted to touch Zhou Xinyuan, who was a teenager, but because of his reason, he hung in the air, not going up or down, which made people suspicious.Liang Jiayu took a deep breath, but still didn't ask the absurd question of whether I could buy this photo. He just took a photo with his mobile phone, and then went to the classroom where Zhou Xinyuan used to study.

It has been a while since school started, Liang Jiayu stood at the back door of the classroom and heard the children reading their textbooks.He didn't get any closer, knowing that Zhou Xinyuan was sitting here reading a few years ago, so he felt closer to him.

After leaving the school, Liang Jiayu saw Xiao Yun smoking at the door.

He walked over, smiled, and said, "Smoking at the school gate?"

Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes, exhaled a smoke ring, and said, "I can't help it."

"Give me one." Liang Jiayu said.

"The body is important." Xiao Yun ruthlessly rejected him.

The two walked slowly back to Zhou Xinyuan's house from school, and bought some coarse grains and side dishes from outside.They lived in this old house for a few days, as if infected with this decadent atmosphere.

Liang Jiayu ate the steamed buns and said, "Tell me, Kang Yan just told you what happened, what did he think?"

Xiao Yun said: "He thinks it doesn't matter, anyway, his goal is already impossible to achieve."

"I'm not dead yet."

"Well, but the matter of Liang An has also been exposed."

"Really?" Liang Jiayu realized later, "What did they say?"

Xiao Yun took out his mobile phone and handed it to Liang Jiayu. Liang Jiayu's mobile phone had been used for a long time and had been turned off for a long time. He took Xiao Yun's mobile phone and casually read the news reports. They all said that the grandfather of a famous director was young. Participating in the smuggling of cultural relics and killing a friend's family is simply a mess, and Liang Jiayu has naturally become a public enemy of the entire network, and the comments on Weibo have long since been banned.

Don't know how the family is... are they okay?Liang Jiayu thought silently, and returned the phone to Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun comforted and said, "It will be fine in a while."

"No." Liang Jiayu shook his head.

Xiao Yun tilted her head, hesitated for a while, and then asked, "Will you still be filming in the future?"

Liang Jiayu raised his eyebrows, but did not speak.

He won't be making any more movies.

It was the only thing he could be sure of.For him, movies have become a knife in his heart.

The night in the country is very quiet.Liang Jiayu closed his eyes, drank a lot of water, and almost fell asleep on the chair.

On the second day, Liang Jiayu and Xiao Yun left Langshan Town, Xiao Yun's mission was completed, and Liang Jiayu put the last sum of money on his bank card.

After returning home, the atmosphere at home was very serious. Liang Jiayu hugged his mother, and felt that his mother seemed to have aged a lot.

"Jiayu." Liang Qijun walked down the stairs, "You... are back."

Liang Jiayu nodded.

Liang Qijun walked over, looked at him and said, "The matter of grandpa...affected you."

Liang Jiayu said: "I don't know how to make movies anymore."

"What?" Liang Qijun was a little taken aback, "But movies...movies are not your favorite..."

"I don't like it anymore."

Liang Jiayu stepped forward and hugged Liang Qijun, saying, "Don't worry."

"Where's Xiaoyuan?" Liang Qijun leaned his head on his younger brother's shoulder and closed his eyes, "Did you find Xiaoyuan?"

"No." Liang Jiayu said, "but I will find him."

Jian Mingzhi didn't come to Liang Jiayu's house to see him until a few days later, because Liang Jiayu was ill again.

I don't know why, but I keep having a fever.First, he had a high fever, which made him dizzy and his bones ached. After a while, it turned into a low-grade fever, but he was still groggy and powerless.

Liang Jiayu locked himself in his room, refusing to communicate with the outside world, eating and sleeping every day.

Jian Mingzhi came to see him and brought him a record that Liang Jiayu liked.

"It took me a long time to find it." Jian Mingzhi sighed and sat opposite him.

Liang Jiayu looked up at him, and felt that Jian Mingzhi seemed to have lost some weight, so he asked, "Where's the crew?"

"Let them all go back." Jian Mingzhi said, "I brought you the mother tape, do you still want to cut it?"

"Where is Kang Yan?"

"No, I feel like there is no news."

"Ah."

Jian Ming knew the ins and outs of the whole thing, but lamented that life is impermanent, Xiao Yuan is so young...

"He won't die." Liang Jiayu said with his head down, "I can feel it."

Jian Mingzhi opened his mouth, and finally picked up the notebook on the table and looked at it, as well as the collection of Haizi's poems.

"Your?" Jian Mingzhi asked.

"Xiaoyuan's." Liang Jiayu said.

"Xiaoyuan..." Jian Mingzhi felt a little complicated, "He is a very different person."

"Yes." Liang Jiayu smiled lightly as if remembering something, "He is a very special person."

If he could go back to that night again, if grandpa hadn't done that thing, Xiao Yuan might have lived another life.Is it like him?Can you grow up without worries, study abroad, and do what you like?Liang Jiayu didn't dare to think about it, but he thought about him all the time. His life was stolen, and none of this should belong to him in the first place.

But what could he do?

Grandpa has passed away, besides, he loves him very much.Countless times, Liang Jiayu could recall his grandpa's smiling face. They celebrated his grandpa's birthday, and he seemed to be able to smell the old man's scent on his grandpa, the feeling of his dry hand gently touching his cheek...

Liang An loves his family.

He gave them all his love.

Even...these are all stolen and cheated.But Liang Jiayu... what can he do?

After recovering from illness, it is almost winter.

There is still no news of Zhou Xinyuan.The search party has scoured everything, and there is nothing there.At this time, everyone felt that Zhou Xinyuan was no longer in this world.Only Liang Jiayu refused to accept it.

He said that you are not looking for it anymore, I will look for it.

Liang Jiayu returned to that small island again. He lived on the second floor of the owner of the canteen. He first paid a year's rent and bought a boat.During the day, he goes out to sea like a fisherman, and at night, he returns to the island, sits in front of his computer, and slowly cuts his master tape.

The owner of the commissary thinks he is a man of god and has always respected him.Later they got to know each other well, and the owner of the canteen felt that Liang Jiayu was a psychopath. Once they had dinner together, the owner said: "Some people decide to leave, Lian Hai will help him, don't look for it anymore."

Liang Jiayu froze for a moment, then smiled slightly.

When the boss went to serve the dishes, he just secretly wiped his tears with his sleeve.

His movies are cut very slowly, every minute is Zhou Xinyuan, every shot is Zhou Xinyuan, he saw Zhou Xinyuan in the movie, like the eternity that exists in the legend, he seems to have never left him, has been there .

How did Zhou Xinyuan feel when filming?Is he in pain?But... But why is he always smiling at himself, he never said a word... Every time Liang Jiayu thinks of this, he feels that he can't breathe, sometimes his heart is too bitter, so he can only suspend his hand He hid under the quilt and slept soundly.

By the beginning of spring next year, Liang Jiayu has already mastered the skills of sailing, and sometimes he even goes fishing.But he never wanted the fish he caught, and gave them all to the owner of the canteen.

In summer, he gets tanned.He wore a floral shirt and shorts, a pair of flip-flops on his feet, and a white fisherman hat on his head.A whole year had passed by now, Liang Jiayu had grown a beard, and everyone on the island knew him.

Mom came to see him and kept teasing him that he wasn't handsome anymore.Liang Jiayu invited her to sit in his own boat, and when he arrived in the middle of the sea, he burst into tears.

He said, Mom, I can't find him.Mom, what should I do?

So my mother cried too.

After crying, they returned to the island.Liang Jiayu drove his motorcycle, sent his mother back, and then returned to the island alone.

In autumn, he was still editing films, slowly torturing himself bit by bit.Read Xiaoyuan's notes and read Haizi's poems.

He left here in winter and went to Anhe Village alone.He doesn't look like a director at all. Through the glass of the late-night train, Liang Jiayu is just a middle-aged man with a tired face.

In Anhe Village, the idiot disappeared. No one in the village knew where he went, and naturally no one cared about his life or death.

Liang Jiayu traveled through the woods, but he and Zhou Xinyuan's small tree house could not be found.

There was nothing, and in an instant, he had nothing.

When the villagers asked him about the movie, Liang Jiayu just said bitterly, it will take a while.

In a while.When he couldn't hold on, Liang Jiayu said to himself like this.After a while, Zhou Xinyuan must be found.

Later, Liang Jiayu lived like this for another two years, his film was finished editing, and he was the only one in the audience.Sitting in a dimly lit room, he finished watching "Ephemera" in its entirety one last time, and then he deleted it.

This year, Liang Jiayu is 34 years old, and where is his Xiaoyuan?