"The brightest star in the night sky, can you hear clearly,

The one who looks up, the loneliness and sigh in the bottom of his heart

oh the brightest star in the night sky, can you remember

The figure that once walked with me and disappeared into the wind

……

Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence

Whenever I get lost in the night

oh ~ the brightest star in the night sky

Please light my way

The brightest star in the night sky

Can you hear clearly

The one who looks

Loneliness and sighs from the bottom of my heart".

Shan Zhe directly sang the song he heard the most in his previous life, not that he was in a hurry to sell this song, on the contrary, Shan Zhe knew in his heart that he would never sell this song to others.

Because this song is a true portrayal of him now, he has fallen back from the long river of history, although no one knows, but he clearly realizes that he is lonely, he lacks a star that belongs to him and illuminates himself.

Miss Chu was still savoring this song with her eyes closed, a song she had never heard before.

She is a smart person, otherwise she would not have been able to pass the Fuda exam. But what she couldn't understand was why such a song symbolizing hope was lonely from the mouth of the seventeen-year-old boy. A picture came to her mind, in which everyone had a star of their own above their heads illuminating their path, but only the boy was dim overhead, and he tried to call, but there was no response.

I obviously feel that there is a road under my feet, but I dare not move forward, I am afraid that taking a wrong step will be the abyss. He could only stay where he came, where he could be safe, and watch the others drift away. Miss Chu felt a little sad in her heart.

Shan Zhe's voice is very gentle, like the anchor of those emotional radio stations in later generations. But it is such a gentle voice that sings the loneliness with hope that makes people's hearts even more uncomfortable.

The fat man also put away the lewd smile that had been hanging on his face, and his heart was full of shock.

He is also a rich second generation who is not a big deal, and some of his friends play music. He knew exactly what this song represented, and if it weren't for the fact that he had heard it for the first time, he would never have believed that it was written by the seventeen-year-old boy in front of him.

The room was quiet for a long time, and the three of them had their own thoughts. The fat man didn't believe it, Miss Chu was sad, and Shan Zhe himself was thinking about when he would have proof of his true existence in this world.

"What's the name of this song?" Miss Chu was the first to break the silence.

"The brightest star in the night sky".

"You wrote that?"

"Otherwise, have you heard of it elsewhere?" asked Shan Zhe rhetorically.

Shan Zhe was glad that he had already practiced the god-level skill of lying, not blushing, and not beating his heart. It's just that I'm a little sorry for the escape plan, if I have the ability in the future, I will compensate them, Shan Zhe comforted himself like this.

"Is this the song you're selling?"

"This song, not for sale!"

"Aren't you going to sell songs, why are you singing this song if it doesn't sell it?"

"There are three reasons to sing this song: first, to prove that I'm not fooling you, second, I want to sing this song for some reasons of my own, and third, and most importantly, I want to be better at the moment. ”

Miss Chu suddenly looked at him: "But why do you think you seem lonely when you sing this song?"

Shan Zhe looked up at the window and said in a melancholy voice: "Maybe, I haven't found the star that belongs to me yet."

Miss Chu felt that she couldn't see through the seventeen-year-old boy in front of her.

Shan Zhe played the guitar again, and this time he sang two songs. "Zebra Zebra" and "Old Boy".

Before Miss Chu had time to ask questions this time, the fat man stood up and walked up to Shan Zhe: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Wang Defa, and I am known as Wang Fatzi." You can call me Brother Wang, and anyone who needs help in the Demon Capital can come here to find me in the future. Just make a friend. ”

"Today's performance is full, you can rest for the night and go on stage tomorrow, no problem, right? ”

"No problem, then I'll trouble you, Brother Wang. ”

……

At the same time, at Shan Zhe's house, grandma and Shan Ying were sitting at the head of the bed: "Xiao Zhe has a month to start school, how much money does the family have now, and is it enough for tuition?"

Shan Ying took out a cloth bag from the corner of the wardrobe, and when she opened it, there was a large handful of banknotes, including ten, twenty, and fifty. The eldest sister poured the money on the bed and counted it seriously: "A total of 2,180 yuan, the small philosophy fee is about three or four thousand, plus the living expenses of the first month, there is about 2,000 yuan short." ”

Looking at the banknotes scattered on the bed, Shan Ying couldn't help but smile bitterly. Once upon a time, her family had to worry about two thousand dollars, what was the reason for this? She thought for a moment, probably the man who called her father caused all this.

"Why don't you call your mother and see if she can get some?" said Grandma suddenly. It's okay not to say this, as soon as I talk about the eldest sister's emotions, it comes up.

"Why should you let her take it? Xiaozhe is the seed of your single family, the child of your son, and your own grandson. My mother is still carrying the tens of thousands of yuan owed by your son for driving into someone, and your son is forcing her to hold her head up, so we still have to ask her for it, why? Xiaozhe's affairs are not cared for by your son, I will take care of it. I can afford both of them to go to school, and now that Xiaofang has graduated, Xiaozhe is left alone, I don't believe I can't afford it. After saying that, he got up, put the cloth bag containing the money back in its place, turned off the light, and went to sleep.

Shan Ying's tears in the dark couldn't stop falling, obviously she didn't want to cry, but the tears just couldn't stop. I'm also very tired, but I can't help it, I'm afraid that Xiao Zhe will become a second-rate gangster in the future, if he doesn't care about him, he will lose confidence in this world.

Shan Ying fell asleep unconsciously when she thought about it, and she had a dream in her sleep: in the dream, she lived in a beautiful big house, surrounded by her grandfather, grandmother, mother, brother and sister. The family is happy, but the father is missing.

No one noticed that there was a person squatting outside the door and outside the window, and the second sister removed her ears from the door with tears on her face, and clenched her fists, as if she had made up her mind.

Walked to the well in the yard and fetched a bucket of water, and poured it on herself one by one, the well water was very cold at night, but she did not hesitate at all.

The younger brother let himself keep his eldest sister and grandmother for three days, and he couldn't think of any excuse, but as long as he was sick, they wouldn't leave so early, and he could only think of this way.

And the person outside the window, when he heard the conversation in the room before, was already full of anger at this moment. He looked at the people in the room, then at the closet, turned and disappeared into the night.

Shan Zhe didn't know anything about what was happening at home at the moment, Miss Chu lost interest when she heard that Shan Zhe would not go on stage tonight, and said to the fat man to go back first, and when she came back tomorrow, she would pull her suitcase and leave.

Shan Zhe strode up to her and snatched the box from her hand, "I'll send you." With that, he pulled the box and walked out.

When I came, I walked for half an hour, but it only took ten minutes to go back, and Miss Chu didn't say a word after Shan Zhe along the way, but looked at the seventeen-year-old boy in front of her from time to time: white short-sleeved jeans, with a pair of miscellaneous sneakers, he was obviously a very ordinary boy. Miss Chu thought to herself.

"You write down my phone number, 136xxxxxxxx, and call me or text me when I get home. When the car was about to enter the station, Shan Zhe said to Miss Chu.

"Oh, that's how you usually ask for girls' contact information?".

Shan Zhe ignored her, and when he saw the car entering the station, he gave her the suitcase in his hand, and left without looking back. When he went up the stairs, Shan Zhe glanced back, and Miss Chu happened to be looking at him in the carriage.

Miss Chu smiled smugly at him, Shan Zhe only felt that his old face was red, and he hurriedly sped up, and the subway slowly started.

I have always known that the world is full of hope, but my hope is hidden in deeper darkness.