Chi Guang

Chapter 132 is that deserted name

On the day the defense ended, the phoenix flowers downstairs in the academy bloomed, and it was as hot as fire.

After making an appointment to celebrate in the evening, Liu Wu booked a seat early in the morning, with a pot of bullfrogs, crayfish, grilled lamb chops, and a pot of hot pepper rabbits, plus a glass of beer.

"Are you done?" Wu Yiyou put the bottle that Bai Shuang met in front of him, and beckoned to the boss for a can of coconut milk. "There will be two games in a while."

"It's okay, you can return it if you can't finish it." Liu Wu opened the bottle cap and filled the glass with golden liquid, "Anyway, the photo shoot will be done in the afternoon after graduation. Come, let's go one by one."

Seeing that he couldn't drink, Bai Shuang also poured a cup of coconut milk and followed suit. The atmosphere suddenly became lively. Liu Wu looked up to the sky and sighed: "His grandma's, these four years are finally over!"

Wu Yiyou smiled: "Have you found an internship yet?"

"Not yet," Liu Wu faltered at the moment when he mentioned this, "Take it easy, how about you," he looked at Xu Chichuan, "There are still three months before school starts, should we go out to play or go home?"

The moment the words rushed out of the mouth, the atmosphere fell into a subtlety, Liu Wu reacted instantly, wishing to slap himself twice, what the hell are you doing talking about this!

Everyone in the dormitory knew that Xu Chichuan would not go home for four years.

Sure enough, Xu Chichuan paused for a moment with the hand holding the chopsticks: "I... haven't made up my mind yet."

"Don't worry, the summer vacation is so long," Wu Yiyou filled the glasses of the three of them with wine, and changed the topic with a smile, "Where are you going for the second session? Have you booked it?"

"It's settled," Liu Wu hurriedly said, taking out his mobile phone to look through the order, "It's just across the street, Happy Di, Dabao."

"Then eat quickly, and go sing after eating."

Summer in Lan province comes very early, even in the evening, after eating a meal like this, his back was already wet with sweat. Xu Chichuan wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and looked up to see Bai Shuangjian in front of him tearing open a wet sheet. Towel wiped Wu Yiyou's face, looked at each other with a side eyebrow and downcast smile,

That smile suddenly tore through the night and became blurred in his eyes.

It still hurts.

At [-]:[-] in the middle of the night, at the north gate of Qingda University, those memories that he thought were dead but suddenly came back to life attacked him.

Until the sixteen-degree air-conditioning wind woke him up, Liu Wu handed over a microphone: "Chuan, hurry up and order some songs."

He stared at the microphone for a long time, so long that Liu Wu thought he didn't want to sing, so he smiled awkwardly and wanted to take it back: "It's okay, if you don't want to sing, then..."

"Sing."

With a light hand, Xu Chichuan took the microphone and walked in front of the karaoke stand. The prelude sounded, it was a piece of music that he had never heard before, and his dry voice was clear and deep. When he spoke, the three of them fell silent.

"Leave the last light of the moon

Because of loneliness and fear of the darkness of night

open the past

Play that regret over and over again

The past that cannot be touched or erased

It is the broken beauty reflected in the water

i hold my breath

unwilling to mention and afraid to forget

When the years are like waves taking me far, far away

Every day when you can't see the side and can't hear the love

I made a lie out of believing in tomorrow

cheat every sleepless night

Looking at the time-lapse changes, the stories are rewritten by time

who are you thinking about now

Those happy and heart-pounding past events

Makes me miss a name that's been abandoned

……

When the years are like waves taking me far, far away

Every day when you can't see the side and can't hear the love

I made a lie out of believing in tomorrow

cheat every sleepless night

Looking at the time-lapse changes, the stories are rewritten by time

who is the person you still miss

Those happy and heart-pounding past events

Makes me miss a name that has been abandoned..."

After the last line was sung, the audience was silent. The person on the sofa held the microphone and lowered his head. The light and shadow hit Qingrun's side face, dividing a broken line. Liu Wu opened his mouth, but didn't say a word .

Who are you thinking about?

It's that wasteful name.

A tear flowed down his cheek, Wu Yiyou reacted very quickly, and turned off all the lights with a snap, the room was plunged into darkness, and the screen was left with a faint white light.

A few minutes later, Xu Chichuan stood up, went to the door and turned on the light again, his face was a little embarrassed, he rarely lost his composure like this, not even when he was in the most serious condition, just when he didn't know what to say, Wu Yiyou had a funny face Looking at him anxiously: "Xiao Chuan, you're hiding something, you sing so well, it almost made me cry."

"Me too," Bai Shuangjian touched the corners of his eyes, then showed him his hand, "It's all wet."

Liu Wu also nodded: "It's a pity that you didn't go to the school music festival with your voice. There must be a group of girls singing and crying."

The three of them looked at him with smiles, never mentioning the darkness of those few minutes just now, Xu Chichuan's heart felt hot, and a smile appeared on his face: "That's not as good as brother Wu's singing."

"That's right, brother is Maiba." Liu Wu stood up, picked up the microphone and went to the coffee table, cleared his throat, "I'll bring you my famous song—Qinghai-Tibet Plateau."

"It's a magical road to heaven—"

"That's Qinghai-Tibet———————————————————————————————————————— Qinghai-Tibet——————————————…

Things got out of control for a while.

The four of them howled until the middle of the night, singing from Legend of Phoenix to Dao Lang, from Zhang Xinzhe to Qi Qin, until the two dozens of beers sent by KTV were drunk before going back, staggering along the way, Xu Chichuan helped Liu Wu , Bai Shuangjian helped Wu Yiyou, one shouted that his brother could drink two more catties if he was not drunk, and the other was sticky and asked his wife to kiss him. Throw it in the trash can and let him sleep on the street.

The night breeze was cool, blowing away Xu Chichuan's seldom drunkenness, he thought, it's still different, Mu Shihai would only call him by name, cub, and baby, but never called his wife.

When he comes back, he must listen to everything he wants to hear.

That night, Xu Chichuan rarely suffered from insomnia, and fell asleep after holding the seal for a while. In his dream, Mu Shihai was holding him and calling him Zai Zai.

When he was woken up by the alarm clock, he thought that it would be nice if he could not wake up for the rest of his life.

The degree certificate will not be issued until the end of June, and I don’t want to stay in school for so long. After taking graduation photos, attending the graduation ceremony, and saying goodbye to my classmates one by one, Xu Chichuan took his luggage and left. Before leaving, he went to find Qu Qu Huai, but found that he was not at school long ago—the day after the graduation ceremony, he flew to Amsterdam. As for what he was going to do, Qu Huai kept silent, saying that he would talk about it when we met when he returned.

Dragging a [-]-jin suitcase from the high-speed train to the bus to the car, it was already afternoon when we arrived at the destination. Xu Chichuan looked tired and climbed up the mountain step by step enduring the nausea from motion sickness. He stopped in front of a temple and knocked on the door.

With a creak, the door opened, and Xu Chichuan bowed slightly to the gray monk uniform: "Master, I am looking for Abbot Huishan."

"Amitabha," the monk bowed to him, "little benefactor, please."

As the temple where Jiang Gong’s incense is most popular, Shiguitang has a meditation room specially prepared for pilgrims all year round for guests who need to clean up and stay for a while. Xu Chichuan followed the monks all the way through the corridor, walking quietly along the way, and several monks swept the ground rustling , Occasionally meet, just salute and don't talk much, unconsciously my heart also quiets down together.

Walking all the way to the deepest point, the two stopped in front of a remote and quiet small door, and gently pushed the door open. The damp smell of wood mixed with sandalwood came to their faces, and Xu Chichuan recognized it at a glance.

Five years ago, it was also such a summer vacation. He spent two long months here with a heart full of despair and bloody struggle. The monk saluted him: "The host said, except for daily Copy the Heart Sutra once, and leave the rest to the little benefactor."

Xu Chichuan nodded and returned a salute: "Thank you Master, please convey my gratitude to the host for me."

After the person left, Xu Chichuan put down his schoolbag and sat on the bed, staring at the dark wooden roof in a daze, but it was still different.

At that time, there was no way out, and now I have thrown myself into a trap.