make a wish

When Jiang Xiaoshu opened the door, he was stunned for a moment.This was the first time Wishing knocked on the door of his house. He immediately opened the door to the maximum and welcomed people in.

His room seemed much more crowded and richer than the one in the wishing place.The walls are covered with things, including murals, stickers, and hooks for sundries.

He pushed the quilt to the base of the wall, beckoning to make a wish and sit down.

Wishing to thank him, and then apologized for losing his temper during the day.

Jiang Xiaoshu didn't mind at all, he scratched his head cheerfully, thinking that friends in big cities can still afford to be attentive.

He left people to drink porridge again.

Jiang Xiaoshu took out the corn bone soup, carefully skimmed off the oil slick on it, and put it on the table to cool.

When the temperature is right, make a wish to drink again.The wishing fever has subsided, and the whole person is much more comfortable except for a little burnout.

He hesitated to speak.

"Tomorrow at six o'clock in the evening, I'm going to play and sing on Central Street, are you going?"

Jiang Xiaoshu snapped his fingers in surprise and nodded repeatedly.

"Go! Go! Go!"

This is simply too cool, Jiang Xiaoshu has a strong curiosity and desire to act on all new things.

Moreover, there is another thing that particularly attracts him in making a wish, that is, the guitar he is carrying on his back.

In early spring, there is wind, new leaves, and light.Young men, stepping on the dust, facing hope, playing and singing stories along the way.

Of course, this was just Jiang Xiaoshu's fantasy about the person who made the wish in his heart.He can't be a musical poet, but he can experience being a musical poet's attendant, which is also great.

He suppressed the little joy in his heart, and felt that the person who made the wish was actually pretty good, but he was not good at words, but he had already fully accepted this kind gesture.

Wishing gave Jiang Xiaoshu a black mask and motioned him to put it on.

After Jiang Xiaoshu put it on, he felt cool again.A pair of eyes are always curved into a lovely arc.Wishing felt that with Jiang Xiaoshu's occasional company, life seemed less boring and hopeless.

He could even feel a little relief.

There is no fixed place to make a wish to sing.He is afraid of staying in one place for too long, so most of the time he still has to chance whether he can make money in the place he chooses.But more or less, there are always a few pieces.

Today, with the presence of such a treasure as Jiang Xiaoshu, many passers-by were attracted.

Jiang Xiaoshu has a natural affinity for controlling the scene, and every time he makes a wish and stops to take a break and drink saliva, he can make the scene amused.

When making a wish and singing, Jiang Xiaoshu sat aside and listened quietly.

When the neon light shone on his face, Jiang Xiaoshu could always see the many emotions in that person's eyes.

He couldn't understand, but he could feel that they were so far away at that moment.

In other words, he is far away from everyone.

But maybe, he was just singing a song with devotion.

When closing the stall, Jiang Xiaoshu saw a roll of red bills wrapped among several ten yuan bills.

He suddenly looked around like a thief.Wishing was amused by his appearance, reached out for the first time, and touched his head affectionately.

Jiang Xiaoshu didn't count, just stuffed the money into his trouser pocket.

"Don't expose the money, so hurry up and collect it."

Make a wish to pack your things and put on your guitar.

"What do you want to eat tonight, I invite you."

Jiang Xiaoshu's eyes were bright, and he tilted his head as if thinking seriously for a while.

"Big chicken chop, and... Is oden okay?"

Make a wish and nod.

Seeing that the man was in a good mood today, Jiang Xiaoshu opened his mouth a little embarrassedly.

"Can you teach me how to play if you have time?"

As if afraid of the other party's rejection, he immediately added another sentence.

"It doesn't matter if you're not free, I'll just ask Quack casually."

The wish was agreed without much hesitation.

Jiang Xiaoshu jumped up and down happily. At the age of 20, he still looks like a child who has not grown up, and all the joy and excitement are written on his face.

The footsteps of wishing could not help but become a little lighter.

In the dark corner of the street, there seemed to be eyes watching him.He looked over sensitively, but found nothing.

He lowered the brim of his hat a little more, suppressing any uneasiness in his heart.

For several days in a row, he could receive a thick roll of red bills when he made a wish, but he didn't see who threw it in once.

This made the uneasiness in his heart more and more intense.

He felt that it was time for him to leave again.

This city has blue skies, good-looking girls, sweet pastries, and Jiang Xiaoshu, whom he has known for a long time.

Maybe it's because he stayed for a long time that he had such a little untraceable nostalgia.

It's okay to leave.He thought, he is still not suitable for making friends.

For a long time he just stayed in the basement.When Jiang Xiaoshu came to look for him, he returned to his previous lukewarm attitude.He never revealed to him the fact that he was about to leave.

He no longer went out to do odd jobs, and he no longer played and sang on the street.

He began to become nervous again, and he felt that even this hidden and dark basement was not so safe.

He has almost no luggage, and he has packed the things he needs to take away in a small luggage bag.

He usually decides which day he is going to leave, the station he will go to on that day, packs his bags, and randomly chooses a city whose name is pleasant to his ear or has been mentioned in his memory.