No.30 eighth grade

Chapter 8

It's the season of falling leaves again, the wind is a bit strong, and people's ears are buzzing when it blows straight. There are not many pedestrians on the streets of Shanghai.Lin Shaoting was walking along the street. He was wearing a gray overcoat and looked disheveled. Although the overcoat was big, it couldn't hide his thinness. He was of medium height, and his appearance could be regarded as handsome, not as fierce as a man, but now he was more The vicissitudes of life are obvious, and the chin is thin and pointed.

He walked all the way with his head down, only the sound of wind and leather shoes in the silent surroundings. He passed through Shangshi Street and Tonglin Road, and then waved to stop the rickshaw and drove him to the cemetery beside the Suzhou Creek. He was originally in Xiangnan and heard the news , so he rushed to Shanghai to look for him, he thought that this incident would not involve him, but it still backfired, he saw people in white clothes and hats going in and out of Zheng's house with sad faces, and asked carefully, it was the only son of Zheng's family who died, For three days in a row, the funeral music continued, and the crying was intermittent, until Lin Shaoting saw the coffin being carried out of the gate of Zheng's house.

He placed flowers and incense candles in front of his stele. He calculated carefully. They hadn't seen each other for half a year. He followed his advice and went to Shonan. Before leaving, he said he would look for him, but he never did.Goodbye is now a stone monument, Lin Shaoting can't tell whether he blames him or not, maybe there is, but love is still much stronger, he doesn't have a photo of him, but he once saw a photo of his military uniform on the inside of his shirt by chance, Zheng Ling I told him it was filmed in Munich, Germany, and he cherished it very much, so he took it with him.

In the photo, he is really tall and straight, and Lin Shaoting remembers him with a cold face and pursed lips. At Ye Shanghai, Lin Shaoting sometimes wakes up in a lonely night and thinks, was it right at the beginning? Shouldn't go to Ye Shanghai, so it should have nothing to do with Zheng Rong, but fate is destined like this, Lin Shaoting is destined to fall in love with Zheng Rong.

Lin Shaoting's father was a violinist, a violin player, and Western gadgets. Lin Shaoting also learned to play the violin. His mother hired a Western master to teach him. Later, his parents left. He was recommended by a friend to come to Ye Shanghai. A melancholy song.

Zheng Xiang can play the piano, once played a duet with him by chance, and won applause from the audience, which is considered familiar. Lin Shaoting may have fallen in love at first sight, he thought, the person who falls in love first always suffers, which is really good.

Zheng Xiang is not a simple person, dealing with all kinds of people, with sophisticated and tactful means, Lin Shaoting sees it all, even if Zheng Xiang gets blood in business or politics, he turns a deaf ear to it, Lin Shaoting willingly gave his Lost in his heart, he always played the piano and looked at the different women around Zheng Ling on the dance floor. His hands were sore, his eyes were sore, and finally his vision became blurred.

He has never been able to figure out the relationship between Zheng Xiang and him. They are like friends but they don't have a heart-to-heart relationship. It's just that they don't come and go frequently, and they always see each other in Ye Shanghai.

Lin Shaoting once watched a beautiful dancer swallow opium with his own eyes. Before she died, she cried and called Zheng Xiang's name. He carried her to the nearest clinic, but foreign doctors could do nothing.The only quarrel was this time. Zheng Xiang raised his hand and slapped him. He was stunned for a long time, and when he woke up, there was no one beside him. He didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and sat in the room for a long time.

After that, everything was the same as before, Zheng Xiang still looked for him, but he didn't bring up the past, Lin Shaoting cursed himself, but still secretly looking forward to his arrival, his voice.

During the New Year, the whole city is lit with fireworks, the whole sky is bright, the sound is loud, there is noise everywhere, and there are urchins running around in the street. On the second floor, Lin Shaoting and Zheng Rong looked up at the fireworks in the sky, Lin Shaoting suddenly Impulsively, Zheng Rong's side face was clearly visible, and he leaned over. He didn't know where the courage came from, but he just kissed his face. things, and walk away without a word.

Later, he persuaded him to go to southern Hunan, and he promised to look for him when he was parting. Lin Shaoting believed it, and he took the train away from Jiangbei. Finally, he saw Zheng Xiang, who was getting smaller and smaller outside the car window, and his eyebrows were still tightly furrowed. He opened and closed his mouth, and seemed to say some words, Lin Shaoting didn't know, he stretched out his hand and waved it, not sure if Zheng Xiang saw it.

In the car, Lin Shaoting thought of the couple dancing together that he saw in Ye Shanghai one day. They were both men, but they were so in tune.

On that autumn evening when winter was approaching, Zheng Xiang was dragged down the stairs, with a heavy sound, Lin Shaoting's face flashed in Zheng Xiang's mind the moment he landed, and he clearly felt the wetness gradually permeating the back of his head , Consciousness also slowly slackened, only to feel the faint sound of the piano sounding around again.

The rain started to rain, dripping on the tombstone, Lin Shaoting's shoulders, and hair. He thought about the past, and the words he didn't know, got up and walked away through the puddles.