The teenagers in the broken shimmer dance with the wind

"No." Ruo Jinghong smiled brightly, and those pure and clear eyes were full of watery light: "The pain in the body is not real pain, but the pain in the heart is also real pain. If I can't dance anymore, I will suffer." Little Goddess gritted her teeth and endured the torment even though she was on the verge of falling: "I don't want to suffer in my heart."

"Yun Yun." He stretched out his hand to pull Chu Yun's clothes, and smiled flatteringly: "I know you are suffering, but... it will definitely get better, you see." He pointed to himself: "I will get better too I'm getting up. Even Shanmu will be getting better."

"Last night, Liyou had a word with me." Chu Yun stretched out his hand to touch Ruo Jinghong's hair, and said softly, "I asked him, why has he become so reliable all of a sudden? Suddenly he will be patient with himself." Temperament, knowing how to be considerate of other people's mood, and even taking the initiative to learn, compared to playing basketball a lot less than before." He repeated again: "I just asked him, I asked him why?"

Chu Yun sighed softly: "Liyou told me that because he was pushed to the extreme, even if he didn't want to grow up, he still had to take responsibility. There was no time for him to waste, he had to grow up." Laughter echoed in the empty auditorium, and he sighed softly: "Then I saw Shan Mu sitting on the platform in a daze. Jinghong, do you think Shan Mu was also forced to be like this? Forced to grow up, if you don't grow up, you can't live?"

"I was just thinking about it." His sighing voice sounded in his ears, it seemed to be sad, and it seemed to be nothingness: "It seems that everyone is forced out when they grow up, and they must be heart-piercing and bloody. Being pulled and forced, I had to grow up. Jinghong, tell me, does everyone have a wound in their heart? The kind that will never heal. It will slowly rot in the heart, and finally get used to it ?”

Ruo Jinghong listened and nodded: "Is that so."

"Then... will it really get better?" Chu Yun's eyes were so dark that he could hardly see the way ahead: "Since there is a wound that won't get better, then... will people really be okay? Since the mountain After Mu's life experience appeared in front of my eyes, I was at a loss, you said that people like him can't make it through, how can we make it through?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, ignoring Ruo Jinghong's answer, asking and answering himself, his eyes were full of sadness.

"Can I still sing? Can I sing? Can I get back on stage? Can I get my voice back?"

"Clouds?" Ruo Jinghong struggled to prop up his body, the confusion of the young man in front of him and his loss of soul made Ruo Jinghong feel distressed, he asked: "Why are you? Can't sing anymore?"

"Why can't I sing?" Chu Yun buried his head: "I don't know. If I knew, I might have recovered my voice a long time ago."

Ruo Jinghong looked at him, and hesitantly said in a daze: "How about... let me hug you."

Chu Yun looked puzzled: "Suddenly? Why?"

"I'm not very good at talking..." The little god lowered his head, his pale face was full of guilt and innocence: "I want to comfort you."

"Dancing used to be too hard, so my mother would hug me. Later, I hugged Shan Mu when he was sad, and I hugged him when Qing Zhou was sad. The two of them felt much better after being hugged by me." He smiled, clearly Charming like a luxuriant crabapple: "I see you are sad, and I think... I'm sorry... I can only comfort people like this."

"Silly boy, what are you apologizing for?" Chu Yun stretched out his hand to him: "Okay, then please comfort me."

If Jinghong propped himself up and stepped forward to hug the young man's thin body, perhaps Chu Yun's helplessness was deeper than he thought. Compared with his own comfort, that person's gesture of actively seeking the warmth of others is even more shocking. People are worried.

"Jinghong, my family has never been so close to me." He buried his head into the boy's neck, and said a little aggrieved and caressing: "Your family is really kind."

Ruo Jinghong didn't know how to answer this question, so he could only reach out and pat the boy on the back: "It doesn't matter Cloud, you can sing."

After embracing and letting go, Chu Yun asked with a smile to the person in front of him, "Jinghong, what were you thinking when you were dancing?" He said, "I'm just curious, why can you dance like that?"

"What am I thinking?" Ruo Jinghong patted the stage floor and smiled: "I didn't think about anything, I felt very happy when I stood on the stage, I felt free when I was dancing, like..." He squeezed his chin, stretched out his hand and stroked the air a few times: "I'm just a ray of wind, with no way back, no way to go, just drift freely in nothingness with the music." He bent Closing his eyes, he couldn't help but feel sad: "I really think dancing is a very happy thing. So... I will dance all my life, even if I die, I will die on the stage."

Chu Yun was stunned by the simplicity of this pure young man. He had always been close to Ruo Jinghong. He only thought that he was the number one in the country with high talent and willingness to work hard. People in high positions have always been in awe and avoided this person's stage.He originally thought that Ruo Jinghong was only staying for the first place and glory, but he never thought that Ruo Jinghong had such a dedication and love for the stage.

"When you recover from your injury, do you want to participate in the competition?"

"Well, there will be a national competition in the spring of next year." He nodded, his eyes full of seriousness.

"Then let me watch you dance, okay?" Chu Yun said, "I haven't seen you dance for a long, long time."

"You..." Ruo Jinghong's eyes widened, and he stepped back a little: "Do you not mind?"

The young man's question was ignorant, but Chu Yun understood the meaning of the word mind, he was a little ashamed, and smiled embarrassingly: "You know it all."

Ruo Jinghong realized that he was talking too much, he hummed a little bit at a loss, finally lowered his head, as if he had done something wrong, Chu Yun put his arm around the young man's shoulder: "What are you guilty of. It's us who should be embarrassed."

Xu Qingzhou pushed the door open in a bit of embarrassment, and said angrily to Ruo Jinghong who was smiling, "You're running around again!"

"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over." The little god kept mumbling, and finally looked at Chu Yun as if asking for help: "Help me, save me."

Chu Yun smiled and shrugged innocently: "There is nothing I can do."

The little fairy was carried away with an aggrieved face, and looked like a child who was caught by an adult when he escaped to play. Chu Yun sighed, picked up the crutch that was thrown aside, smiled easily, and followed.

Before stepping out of that door, the boy looked back at the empty but vast stage, and finally turned off all the lights.

Li Yuanzhi was sitting in the dormitory listening to music, and by the way observed Xu Shanmu who was reading a book and Wanliyou staring at the tablet watching dance videos.The teenager found that these two people were too quiet. If no one approached them to talk to them, the two of them could get along so quietly for a whole day.Li Yuanzhi usually spends most of his time with Huang Chuanhui, and that young man who talks a lot is about to be promoted to a magpie. Li Yuanzhi is used to that kind of noisy life, so he can't bear the silence of these two people.

can not stand it……

"You two." He couldn't help but said, "Can you two have a word?"

Wanliyou looked up from the video: "Huh? What do you want to say?"

"You can say whatever you want, can you stop being so quiet?" Li Yuanzhi stared at the books that were about to pile up like a hill in Xu Shanmu's hand: "Shanmu, don't read all the time, your mind will be spoiled."

Xu Shanmu responded, and then immersed himself in the world of words.

"Let's go play basketball, or badminton? Or tennis is also fine."

Xu Shanmu moved his neck: "I don't like to move, you can find Liyou."

"I... I haven't finished my study task today, don't worry, if you are in a hurry, go to Fanyuan and Wangyan, they will be happy to play with you."

"Look at the way you two are all empty, those who don't know think you two are cultivating immortals." Li Yuanzhi sighed, and began to find something to say: "Liyou, does it matter if you don't sign a contract with the company when it expires? "

"I'm an adult, and no one can interfere in my life anymore. I plan to study in school for two more years to enrich myself." Wan Liyou's gaze fell on the red lantern outside the window: "They can make as much trouble as they like. Bar."

"Then what about your fans? Are you afraid that they will all run away? Why don't you give any news, and be careful that they find the school."

Wan Liyou reminded Li Yuanzhi with his gaze: "Didn't you read my Weibo? I posted it the day my contract expired, explaining that I have to study hard."

"I see." Li Yuanzhi said: "I also read your fans' comments on Weibo, it's a heart-piercing misery, are you willing?"

"There is nothing to be reluctant about." Wan Liyou said: "A handsome idol will come out after a while, and they will definitely climb the wall. Besides, I want to take the route of strength in the future. It is good to suspend the traffic route, just take this opportunity to clean up fans."

"Clear the powder?" Yue Chengen and He Zhi came in with a plate of apples: "What are you talking about? Who wants to clean the powder?"

"Aside from our big star, who else wants to clean up the powder? Who else has the ability to clean up the powder?" Li Yuanzhi threw an apple into the air.

"Clear fans? Is it about the illegitimate fan?" He Zhi pinched the doll that was put aside: "I remember that your illegitimate fan was also on the hot search a few years ago."

Thinking of that incident, Wan Liyou frowned: "That girl's nerves..."

"I saw it too." Li Yuanzhi blinked his eyes with a stunned expression: "It's just a shrew. It's terrible."

Yue Chengen looked at Wan Liyou with a puzzled expression: "Are you driven crazy by illegitimate meals?"

"They can do anything." Wan Liyou sighed softly: "I used to install a tracker on my car, a bug on my phone, and a camera in the hotel..." The young man pursed his lips in disgust. State: "Use everything to the extreme."

"Then do you think it's the black fans who hate it or the sasaeng fans?"

He Zhi bit the apple and said, "One more Du Wei."

"Hahahaha." Li Yuanzhi lay down on the table and laughed loudly: "You are really besieged on all sides."

Wan Liyou gave them a few glances, then turned to look at Xu Shanmu over there, his genius concentration was not affected by them at all.

The remaining three people also followed Wanliyou's line of sight, and all fell silent for no reason.

Xu Qingzhou sat on the chair and played the guitar, while Ruo Jinghong lay on the bed and swiped his phone, then asked excitedly, "Your song has been on the list again this month?"

"Yeah." The boy looked up, mostly proud and joyful: "I made a lot of money this time. Son, what do you want? Dad will buy it for you."

Ruo Jinghong has long been accustomed to Xu Qingzhou's frivolous address, and used his mobile phone to call up a picture: "Yes, yes, this, this."

"I have a good eye, I'm going to buy one too." Xu Qingzhou's tone became lighter and lighter, and he swept across the strings: "Sing one for you?"

"New song?"

"Well, new song."

Ruo Jinghong took Xiong Bao and Zhu Bao and hugged each other tightly, proud of occupying the best seat: "I'm ready, you can start."

It seems that the voice of the night wanders,

I stared blankly at the tree shadow outside the window.

quietly, silently waiting,

There is always that color in the sky.

Always felt like something was broken,

In the end, choosing to ignore the sadness will bury the helplessness deep.

I feel so strange countless times today.

It's ok,

Sooner or later you will get used to it.

In fact, I feel tired from the bottom of my heart.

And silently curled up and swayed.

Bit by bit, the anxiety was stifled.

Told myself not to think too much,

Learn to be good.

sorry first,

Maybe today I am a little sensitive,

Makes you uneasy.

But I'm alone enough,

lost all beauty,

I also know not to be willful and greedy.

To learn to return to mediocrity.

Ok,

Acknowledging that these are helpless.

But I'm miserable tired,

Don't care about other people's emotions.

After the cold winter, spring will bloom,

I comfort myself like this.

don't worry,

I will add clothes to myself in the cold weather.

Seeing the endless darkness, it was another night.

sorry first,

My uneasiness troubles you,

Don't look at it yet.

I will learn to be sad by myself,

Cut off the sorrow.

I never wanted to be upset either.

Well, just admit that these are helpless.

But I'm miserable tired,

Don't worry about other people's emotions.

After the cold winter, spring will bloom,

I can only comfort myself.

have learned not to,

Like a one-man show in the audience.

After the cold winter, spring will bloom,

I can only comfort myself like this.

There is only one cloud outside the window,

The sun has risen.

well, close your eyes,

Let the soul rest temporarily with silent tears.

——"Insomnia"

Ruo Jinghong was stunned: "What a miserable song." He hugged Xiong Bao tightly in his arms: "It feels a lot different from your previous style."

"Written for you." The young man said, "After the cold winter, spring will bloom. It's not a lie. Seeing you in so much pain... You collapsed in the rehabilitation room that day. I will never forget it in my life, so I wrote this. song."

Ruo Jinghong was slightly taken aback: "Write to me?"

"How should I put it? I always feel that you are not like a person, like a little fairy living in another world." Xu Qingzhou smiled: "You can only hug others to comfort, and I can only write songs, so... It's my way of comforting you."

He said with a smile: "There are only three months left, and it will pass soon. When the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, show me the peach demon dance."

With tears in Ruo Jinghong's eyes, he nodded seriously.