Chapter 19: "Dispelling Sorrow"
The moon is in the sky, the sky is full of stars, the wind is refreshing, and the night is slightly cool.
Under the moonlight, two figures, one fat and one thin, were stretched long, and the two of them were slowly swaying, but they didn't seem so lonely.
"I'm really miserable by you!"
The fat man was crying and complaining.
"Don't talk nonsense, you still owe me a million. ”
Ye Feng put his hands in his pockets, holding a cigarette given to him by the fat man in his mouth, swallowing clouds and spitting out fog, so that he looked extremely chic.
That's right, these two people are Ye Feng and Mei Pu. I don't go home at night, and I wander around the road.
Well, no, it's not that I'm not going home, but I'm on my way home.
In other words, it is on the way back to Yefeng Teahouse.
"Still raising money? Big brother, you are really my big brother! Where did you get your face? You hurt me homeless, and you still have the face to raise money with me?"
The fat man was a little excited, he was really stimulated, Ye Feng's shamelessness really refreshed his three views.
"Hey, you fat!"
Not to be outdone, Ye Feng said: "If you hadn't dragged me to play the piano, I would be able to hang out with you here now, as if someone had gone home!"
Ye Feng is also very angry, if it weren't for this fat man, he would have been able to make Su Ning angry inexplicably? If Su Ning wasn't angry, he would use it here to hang out with this dead fat man now? Made, you know that you were locked out by your second uncle, right? Didn't you see that your brother is also outside now?
Su Ning was too, she got angry inexplicably, and locked Ye Feng outside, Ye Feng wailed at the door for an hour and couldn't get in.
Well, if you don't let me in, then my brother will go home.
But this time, I met this dead fat man.
The two can be regarded as sharing weal and woe, just like that, the two unfamiliar people reluctantly got together. The point is, these two people still have a grudge against each other.
"You're dying by yourself!" The fat man threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, refilled it with a huff, took two puffs, and shouted: "Your daughter-in-law said that the family is not allowed to raise dogs, and you still have to raise them, how much do you have? What does this have to do with me?" Although the fat man has only been in Xiangjiang Mingyuan for a short time, through the observation just now, he can also see that Ye Feng and the big beauty are two people.
"Huh!"
Ye Feng sneered twice and said, "Then you still said that if you let me play the piano, I will give one million, I didn't play, right? Your second uncle won't let you go home, so what does it have to do with me?" Ye Feng shot back unceremoniously.
"What the hell am I ......"
The fat man was so angry that he didn't know what to say, Mei Pu felt that he was going to tear him down, and he could explode his anger. However, when I think about it, I really didn't tell him that I had to lose.
"Alas, forget it, I'm too lazy to you. The fat man was a little worried in his heart, and said weakly.
Ye Feng also shut up, no longer raising the bar, suddenly, the atmosphere was a little dull.
The fat man was smoking, the leaf wind was in his pocket, the bright moonlight, the shining starlight, and the dim light, some dull tones, some low mood, only two people on the road were staggering, a little desolate.
……
"Hey, I don't know what your name is?" said the fat man, perhaps because he was bored.
"Ye Feng. Ye Feng replied casually.
"Ye Feng, what a name, it's very similar to what you look like now. The night breeze is very cool. The fat man smiled, and there was a bit of sadness in his words.
However, Ye Feng didn't react much after hearing this, and still watched the slow swaying in front of him with his pocket in his pocket.
At this time, the fat man felt that Ye Feng beside him was like a different person, and his temperament at this time was completely different from when he was just now.
If Ye Feng just now could make the fat man angry, then Ye Feng, who is quiet now, is like a prodigal son who has left his hometown, his heart seems to be full of thoughts, and his body is more like a knot that cannot be solved.
"What a weirdo. The fat man muttered quietly.
"Weirdos? No, just a person. No one is the same, there will always be joys and sorrows, and there is nothing surprising. Ye Feng seemed to know what the fat man's words meant, and his light voice seemed to be explaining, and he seemed to be sighing.
Ye Feng's words made the fat man stunned, but he didn't expect Ye Feng to say such a thing.
"yes, everybody does. The fat man laughed at himself, he said Ye Feng is weird, isn't he weird? How much better can he be compared to Ye Feng now?
"Alas, big brother, I said that you are not curious about my name ......" and walked a few steps in a dull manner, and the fat man couldn't help but talk to Ye Feng again.
However, before the fat man's words were finished, he was abruptly interrupted by Ye Feng.
"A cup of sunrise, a glass of moonlight
Awaken my yearning and soften the cold window"
Ye Feng suddenly roared in his throat, and the fat man trembled, this Nima is having a neurotic attack, right?
However, Ye Feng ignored it.
"A cup of respect for hometown, a cup of respect for the distance
Guarding my kindness, urging me to grow"
Ye Feng sang very casually, without too much tenderness or too much melancholy, basically roaring out, as if he was catharsis.
However, it sounds very emotional. At least, that's what the fat man on the side thinks.
However, while the fat man was waiting for the following, Ye Feng stopped singing again.
"That big brother, this song ......" Maybe Ye Feng didn't sing well enough, but this tune and lyrics tickled the fat man's heart. It's just a few simple sentences, but it makes the fat man empathize.
Maybe Ye Feng did it on purpose, but before the fat man finished speaking, Ye Feng continued to speak.
But this time, Ye Feng seemed to be much more attentive, with a deep voice and a lazy tune.
"A cup for tomorrow, a glass for the past
Supporting my body, my shoulders thickened
Although I never believe that the so-called mountains are high and the waters are long
Life is too short, so why bother not to forget it"
Ye Feng was in his pocket, blowing the wind, and no one knew what he was thinking at this time.
Yiyi?
Su Ning?
Or is it a past and present life?
"One cup for freedom, one cup for death
Forgive my ordinariness and dispel my confusion
Well, it's always scribbled after dawn
Sober people are the most ridiculous"
Ye Feng let out a sigh, and his body seemed to be a little lighter.
"Give me a cigarette. ”
After lighting it on Ye Feng, Mei Pu said curiously: "Big brother, is this a song you wrote?"
Ye Feng glanced at him, did not admit it, and did not deny it.
Did he write that?
Naturally not.
However, there is really no one in this world who knows this song.
Seeing that Ye Feng didn't speak, the fat man thought he had acquiesced.
"It's good, it's just incomplete and there's no soundtrack. "The fat man was a little sorry, to be honest, he could tell that it wasn't a complete song, at least it didn't have a beginning. He really liked the song, though.
"What's your name?" asked the fat man.
"Eliminate sorrows. Ye Feng replied lightly.
"Do you want to drink to kill your sorrows?" asked the fat man with a smile.
"Okay, let's drink. ”
There happened to be a barbecue on the side of the road in front of him, and Ye Feng didn't say much, so he went over directly.
"Uh, okay. The fat man tugged at the corners of his mouth, although he couldn't understand Ye Feng's brain circuit, but he didn't say anything and followed.
Have a drink?
Just have a drink.
Although I don't know why, the fat man can feel it from Ye Feng's singing, and Ye Feng's mood doesn't seem to be so good.
Actually, the fat man's feeling is very right, and Ye Feng's mood is a little bad.
However, Ye Feng didn't know why, and he felt very depressed for some reason.
Because of Su Ning?
No, no, no, impossible.
Isn't she just locked out of the door?
No.
No matter what Su Ning did to Ye Feng, Ye Feng would not have any emotions, at least that's how he felt now.
Maybe, just maybe.
Maybe people will not be inexplicably happy, however, they may be inexplicably sad.
Just like Su Ning, she will be angry for no reason.
……
Let's take twenty-four bottles of beer first, this is the first sentence after Ye Feng sat down.
And an hour later, the two of them were hehe.
"Big, big brother, my name is Mei Pu, don't you know what my name is?" the fat man called drunkenly, and his words were not good.
"What, what, what, what, what?" Ye Feng was no better, and he was lying on the table.
The upside-down wine bottle on the ground indicates that both of them have drunk too much.
"Mei Pu!"
The fat man shouted.
"No score, why don't you call it non-poisonous?" Ye Feng laughed as he lay on the table.
"Y-I, what the hell am I called AIDS, okay?" Meppon laughed, not caring if she was mocking herself.
The two who met in Pingshui met for the first time tonight, but now they are scolding each other shoulder to shoulder, talking nonsense, chatting and bragging.
Man, the best time for the relationship must be at the wine table, if you drink too much, you are my own brother.
"Big, big brother, I'm also annoyed, I'm also uncomfortable, I want to smash this wine bottle on my head now!" Mei Pu swayed and held a wine bottle and said inarticulately. Mei Pu was actually very upset, not because of his second uncle, but because of Professor Liu. The gift was not given, and Mei Pu's heart was full of joy.
"Don't, I'll smash it!" Ye Feng said and went to grab the wine bottle in the fat man's hand.
"No, no, I have to smash this today!" the fat man said loudly.
"I, I'll smash!"
"No, no!"
"Fat man (weak voice), fat man (loud voice), don't you treat me as a big brother?
"Big brother, you are my eldest brother, you just let me be my younger brother's smash, okay?" The fat man blew his beard and stared, a picture of you not letting me smash me and not treating me as a brother.
“……”
(After thirty rounds of brawls)
"Okay, you, smash it......" Ye Feng said vaguely, and picked up a bottle after speaking.
"Bang"
The crisp sound of popping did not stir up a little splash in the hustle and bustle of the environment.
Listening to the sound of the explosion in his ears, Ye Feng's eyes were a little straight!
The bottle was shattered completely, but ......
"Alas, it's nothing, I don't hurt at all!" The fat man looked at the bottle in his hand in a daze, and smiled like a child.
Be!
You don't hurt!
You smashed on Lao Tzu's head, you hurt a **!
Ye Feng felt his brain buzzing, as if he had been hit by a beer bottle.
……
Ye Feng fell asleep under the table, uh, well, maybe he passed out.
"Big, big brother, you can't drink this wine, you can't drink enough, I don't have anything to do. Mei Pu held a bottle of wine and laughed at Ye Feng heartlessly.
"You, what the hell can you pull down. Ye Feng was confused, and he didn't know what he was talking about.
"No, I don't believe it, I can still sing!"
There was a live singing at the barbecue, and Mei Pu staggered over and took the man's guitar.
(Singer: Alas, what are you doing?) Boss: Don't make trouble, this dead drunkard can't afford to mess with him, so let him go.) Anyway, if the guitar is broken, I'll give him a checkout. )
"Ahem, hello everyone, I, my name is AIDS, AIDS, here, I will give you a song!"
The fat man held the guitar and played it blindly (I don't know the score), and sang the sorrow he had just learned from Ye Feng.
"A cup of sunrise and a glass of moonlight
Awaken my yearning and soften the cold window
……
A cup of respect for the hometown, a cup of respect for the distance
The kindness that guards me urges me to grow
……
A cup of respect for tomorrow and a cup of respect for the past
The shoulders that supported my body were heavy
……”
The drunken fat man couldn't speak clearly, but when he sang the song, he was full of emotion, and the short and incomplete song was silent when he sang this noisy roadside stall.
Everyone has their own untold story in their hearts.
Different people, listening to this song, will also have different emotions.