The teenagers in the broken shimmer dance with the wind

Ruo Jinghong was lying on the doll, playing games with earphones, Xu Qingzhou was sitting at a desk not far from him writing songs, he was bored playing games, so he took off the earphones and went to his side, carefully poking his head to see what he was doing Do something.

No matter how careful you are, you can't survive your own shadow appearing on the desk. Xu Qingzhou chuckled lightly, turned his head, stared at the probing person and joked: "Do you know that this kind of behavior is easy to be misunderstood by others?"

"Misunderstanding?" When he was discovered, he smiled awkwardly, pulled out the chair and sat down beside him, lying on the desk, staring at his lyrics book: "What did you write?"

"Song."

"Contest?"

"No, it was a musician I knew who invited me to write a song."

"What song have you written?" Ruo Jinghong asked curiously, "Is it possible that I have heard it?"

"You should have heard it, you were still humming two days ago." Xu Qingzhou also said a little stinky: "I wrote "Time Traveler"."

He was startled when he heard the familiar name, and then cheered: "That's the song you wrote." When Jinghong is happy, there is always a kind of brilliance that cannot be ignored. With the setting sun shining across the world.

"I want to hear you sing." Ruo Jinghong's eyes were filled with delightful surprise, which made it impossible to refuse.

"Ah?" Xu Qingzhou was happy, but he still couldn't help laughing and said, "Why don't you go to the Internet to find the original singer? What do you want me to sing?"

"I don't want it." He pulled his guitar: "This is your song, you are the original singer, I want to hear it." He opened his eyes wide at this moment, as few people would refuse his request , staring at him firmly: "Sing it for me, I won't tell others." Jinghong put his fingertips to his lips and hissed softly.

"Our secret."

"I don't mind letting others know, but why do you have to listen to my singing? There are too many people singing this song online."

"Songs are just like articles. Everyone has their own ideas. Isn't there a saying that there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people? I like this song, you know, I've heard it too much Everyone's interpretation of the color is different, but I always want to know what color the songwriter will give to the song." He looked over innocently: "I want to hear you sing."

"Your understanding of the tune is really special." He picked up the guitar, plucked the strings, and the chords sounded, and he sang:

Now that there are too many regrets left,

Memories always have your figure,

Sing a farewell song to your long journey,

It will stop after the figure disappears.

You should go to see the most beautiful scenery,

Those wonderlands like fairylands,

Your heart is always too quiet,

There is no complaint to listen to,

Into the sky of freedom and boundless,

Embracing the snowy ice of the north,

pick up the withering voice,

Travel far again,

There is always someone welcome from afar.

It's old time, a reason not to look back,

So free and unrestrained drifting.

See the oasis turned into sand dunes,

You bow your head and sing a song of mourning,

May the trees be no longer cursed,

unbearable pain,

Greetings beyond words,

Endless drifting.

The only sentence after all,

to speak out of your mouth,

You know, the world of mortals is stupid and never-ending.

Tears flow from your eyes.

go back to recall the past now

Blurred your voice.

I don't know where you are traveling.

Where are you going to stop?

I know it's in your nature to be free,

Dreams don't get any lighter.

Your favorite is Tianqing.

Rainy days never resign themselves to fate.

You said that there will be elves in the mountains, and they like quietness the most.

Your voice has always been very soft, like the affectionate bells ringing in the distant mountains.

How many lonely wake up.

Traveling far away again, there will always be someone welcome from afar.

It's old time, a reason not to look back,

So free and unrestrained drifting.

See the oasis turned into sand dunes,

You bow your head and sing a song of mourning,

May the trees be no longer cursed,

unbearable pain,

Greetings beyond words,

Endless drifting.

The only sentence after all,

to speak out of your mouth,

You know, the world of mortals is stupid and never-ending.

Tears flow from your eyes.

Your eyes are gentle,

give up what you once had,

To cover up the wounds of time,

How many springs and autumns have passed through the rivers of the world.

over this hill,

You can see the city tower.

There are people in the world who are losing weight for lovesickness.

You climbed over that hill,

Never look back.

The end of the story.

—— "Time Traveler"

"Wow." He applauded Xu Qingzhou sincerely, then held his chin, thoughtfully: "So it's this color."

"what colour?"

"The colors of the sea and the starry sky." He said: "I originally thought it was the green of the mountains and the yellow of the road. Sure enough, the soul that everyone gives to the song is different."

"Then which color do you prefer?" He put down the guitar, took the lyrics book on the side, and handed it to Ruo Jinghong.

Ruo Jinghong took the dictionary and replied, "The colors are different, how do you compare?"

"Be sure to compare. I sang it for you." He was also dissatisfied.

"You are here, I must say that I like the version you sang." He raised his eyebrows with a sullen and proud look, obviously unwilling to answer the question, and turned to look at the lyrics book in his hand: "Why did you give me this? I I can't write words."

"Look at this article, do you think it's color?"

Ruo Jinghong immediately closed the book, stuffed the things back into the man's arms, shook his fingers and said, "My opinion will influence your thoughts, so it's better not to do this. Your own things are stained with other people's colors." , is not a good thing."

Xu Qingzhou felt that what he said made sense, so he stopped talking.

After playing on their own for a while, Ruo Jinghong began to rummage through boxes and boxes to find his bus card.

"Are you going out?" Xu Qingzhou asked.

"I'm going out tomorrow." He looked down at the things that were poured out of his backpack, opened them all, and rummaged through them.

"Where?"

"Headquarters."

"What are you going to the main school for? Are you going back?" Xu Qingzhou asked.

"How can I go back?" Ruo Jinghong sat cross-legged, found the bus card in the interlayer of the backpack, looked up into Xu Qingzhou's eyes, tilted his head and smiled, and said, "I'll go back to get the award. The school won the award last time." After hanging around for a while, the director told me to go back and get the things back."

"I see." He nodded, "I'll go with you? Anyway, there's no class tomorrow, so I want to breathe some outside air."

"Yes. But..." He said hesitantly, and then shook his head: "I will go tomorrow morning, can you get up? I will go at about six o'clock."

"You'd better worry about yourself first." Xu Qingzhou, who had seen the fairy's lazy bed skills, stepped forward and patted him on the back: "I'm taking the liberty to ask."

"Ah."

"If someone in the main school is rude to you, can I hit him?"

After asking, Ruo Jinghong smiled happily: "How do you know that I just wanted to tell you this?"

"Your word 'but', I really have no way not to care about it." Xu Qingzhou looked sideways at the look of the young man lying on the pig's face with no strength, and couldn't help smiling: "You really don't care about any emotions." It's written all over your face."

"Why don't you write your emotions in your heart? You'd be exhausted." He divided the pig in half, and Xu Qingzhou leaned up and looked at the wooden board above the bed: "Can you say it?"

"say what?"

"Who would be rude to you?"

"Some seniors?"

"Some?" Xu Qingzhou frowned: "Because you won the prize?"

"I don't know, it should be, but this is also a reasonable thing. Think about it, the person who always took the first place is you, and suddenly someone who is younger than you and has less years of dancing than you How do you feel when people take your place?" Ruo Jinghong sighed, "So it's normal for them to hate me."

"Then you can't let them bully you."

"I do not have."

"Not yet, you were bullied and hid here, and you still said no."

"I came here not only because they didn't like me, but because Shanmu and Liyou were going to come here, so I applied to come here together. Moreover, it's so cool that I control an auditorium here by myself. The branch school is better than the general school. The school is much more free. I feel very comfortable here.”

"Jinghong." He reached out and patted the belly of the person beside him.

"Ok?"

"I may never be able to treat others like you in my life." He thought about it carefully: "If I were you, I would have fought those people long ago."

"That will be demerited, and credits will be deducted, and my scholarship will be in vain." He pinched the nose of the pig doll: "I don't look like you can make money by yourself."

"Have you ever been bullied?" Xu Qingzhou asked, "Has anything like campus bullying ever happened?"

"No." He didn't look into Xu Qingzhou's eyes, but turned sideways: "Learning to dance is so hard, how can there be time to think about those things."

"If you don't think about it, others may not think about it. Not everyone works as hard as you."

"Yeah." When he said this, he couldn't help laughing bitterly like a withered petal, "It's really bitter."

Ruo Jinghong reported the past with some sneers: "I used to cry every day when I was learning to dance. Before Shan Mu and the others came, I spent three months in school by myself. Everyone didn't like me very much, and there was nothing wrong with me." People are willing to talk to me, and every day is miserable, and I feel that I am wronged, so I hide in the dormitory by myself and cry."

"Didn't you tell your parents?"

"My dad has high expectations of me, I dare not tell them these things. Besides, my mom must be worried." Ruo Jinghong sat up: "You asked me why I was so close to Shan Mu before? Right. "

"Yeah." Xu Qingzhou was very curious about this matter. He didn't know what others thought of Xu Shanmu, but he could tell that Xu Shanmu was not a kind person. very deep.But Xu Shanmu's inexplicable love for Ruo Jinghong is a bit more generous than Wan Liyou who has always been by his side.

Xu Qingzhou never understood why Ruo Jinghong's cautious treatment of others never appeared in his communication with Xu Shanmu.

"Because he was the first person in the main school to talk to me." Ruo Jinghong shook his head again: "No, he was the first person to listen to me carefully. He just came to the school and shared the dormitory with me. If you want to run the schedule, you won’t come back at all. There are only two of us in the dormitory. I turned off the lights and cried alone. He also found out. He only came to that school for two or three days, and he immediately understood my situation, and he also If he doesn’t persuade me, he wants me to cry. After crying, he leads me to eat and drink water. It’s like nothing happened.”

He said: "At first I was thinking, if you don't accompany me tomorrow, I will ask Shan Mu to accompany me."

Xu Qingzhou smiled: "You are really a good strategy."

"Ok?"

"When someone takes a step towards you, do you confide in your heart?"

"That step is hard to take. I've grown up so much. Except for Shan Mu who took a step towards me, you're the only one." He hugged the pig, and smiled brightly: "Sure enough, it's better to be a branch school."

"Haven't you thought about going back to the main school?"

"If Shan Mu goes back, I will follow." Ruo Jinghong replied after serious thinking: "Anyway, I can dance anywhere, but I don't want to be alone. I think I will cry." He desperately Shaking his head: "I don't want to live the old days."

"Then you plan to abandon me?" Xu Qingzhou said with a dissatisfied expression, "It's really dishonest."

"You will definitely be able to go back soon. Shanmu is different. He came here for Liyou. If he doesn't go back, he won't go back." Ruo Jinghong folded his arms and turned his head with a smile: "It should be You should leave us first."

"I don't even know why I came here, yet you said I could go back soon?" The young man's face was a bit innocent, but his arrogance remained undiminished: "Jinghong, why do you think I was assigned to come here?" Branch school?"

"You don't like it here?"

"No." Xu Qingzhou turned over and faced him face to face. He was only a half-grown boy. When encountering such a thing, he was always more curious than depressed: "I just don't understand, why? I have never lost , I have never won second place once, and I have always been first..." He breathed a sigh of relief, full of confusion: "I really don't understand. The evaluation level is also ace. Why?"

"The children in the branch school are very good, much better than those in the main school, especially here." Ruo Jinghong said: "I have never seen anyone who can get full marks in the main school. There are many people here I can take it."

"But basically the long board is too long, and the short board is too short." He said: "Many people here will get zero points, so what should I say?" Xu Qingzhou explained: "I know, everyone here Very strong, but they also have weaknesses. What I don’t understand is why I’m still here when I don’t have weaknesses.”

Ruo Jinghong had a bitter face: "I'm not very good at using my brain." He had a flash of inspiration: "How about I go ask Shan Mu for you."

"..." Xu Qingzhou said: "I asked him, and he said that I will know sooner or later."

"Then you just listen to him."

"You are really Xu Shanmu's only fan."

He smiled naively, and lowered his head in embarrassment.

The lights in the dormitory were not turned on, only the faint light of the mobile phone was on. After Yue Chengen opened the door of the dormitory, He Zhi pulled off the earphones and sat up slowly: "You are back."

"Yeah." Yue Chengen made Haqie look a bit sleepy, he didn't like to turn on the light, walked to the faint light, sat down beside his bed, put his hands on his knees, he was inexplicably cautious.

He Zhi asked Genius before, and Genius only told him that slowing down would be more effective than impatience, such as the tone of voice should also be slowed down, if he doesn't speak, don't ask yourself.Learn to wait for him to let his guard down.

"Xu Shanmu said something to me." Sure enough, he spoke, the moonlight outside the window fell in front of the window, seeping into the dormitory like flowing water, he looked at the moon in the cloud, just like water: "I think, what he said right."

"Is he right?"

He Zhi probably didn't know what Xu Shanmu would say to him, so the confused question in his ear was true. He picked his nails and said frankly to He Zhi: "Although I can't let go, but I promise you, I won't go home without reason."

He Zhi no longer asks for anything extravagant, he only asks the people in front of him not to turn into Zigui and enter the underworld.

"Do you live here now?" He asked hesitantly.

"Yeah." Yue Chengen nodded: "I won't go to my uncle's place again. I want to stay in this city or leave. I want to think carefully before making a decision."

"Then tell me when you're leaving. Let me know where you're going." He Zhi said.

"Okay." He readily agreed