Chapter 3: The Boy Who Plays the Guitar in the Bar
Gu Xiangyang frowned deeply, tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Little pillar, actually...... I still want to live well. ”
Tie Zhu was silent and lowered his head: "Will you come back to see me again when you leave?"
"Well, will come back, will come back someday, but...... I may not be able to come back for the time being. You take good care of yourself, what I'm most worried about now is my aunt and grandmother. ”
Tie Zhu smiled with relief: "Let me take care of it, I will always take care of her until you come back." Xiaoyang, give me a good life, I'll wait for you. ”
The sun gradually went down, and the afterglow stretched their figures to the old age, the corners of Gu Xiangyang's mouth were slightly raised, he looked good when he laughed, Tie Zhu lost his mind, and his face was slightly red: "Xiaoyang, you look very good." Much better looking than the little jade in the village, if you are a girl, I will definitely marry you. ”
"Idiot, don't say something inexplicable. Gu Xiangyang blushed involuntarily. The next day, he casually packed some things and prepared to leave, and he left all the clothes he had brought with him to the little pillar.
On the day he left, it was raining lightly, and the little pillar sent him to the entrance of the village, and the two were silent, just looking at each other, as if they had a lot to say, but they didn't know what to say.
"I ...... I'm leaving. ”
"Well, let's go. I can't catch the car when it's late, remember to write to me, there is no phone in the mountains, but it will be soon, you can leave me a phone number, I will call you. ”
"Well, good. Gu Xiangyang thought for a while and wrote his mother's phone number to Xiao Zhuzi: "I didn't buy a phone myself, so you can call this phone first, and when I have a mobile phone, you can call me directly." ”
Tie Zhu clenched the note in his hand, watching Gu Xiangyang go away, tears blurring his vision. There will be no one to talk to him to, and no one will be able to give him warmth.
As soon as they parted this time, the two never contacted each other again. Gu Xiangyang's lymphoma began to spread and he had to be hospitalized urgently, and this stay was several years, although time was passing, he never forgot his promise to Tie Zhu, and he would go back to see him one day.
In the third year of treatment, his condition suddenly improved, and even he himself thought it was incredible, he once thought that he was just a prisoner waiting for a death sentence, but he did not expect to see a rare glimmer of light from the endless darkness.
As a result, he became even more convinced that as long as he persevered and fought against the disease, he would definitely get better. In the fifth year of treatment, there was an accident in the family, my sister offended Yin, in order to force my sister to leave the city, the doctor also stopped treating him, looking at my sister's sad and helpless appearance, he spontaneously packed his things and returned home.
My sister has done enough for him, and all he can do now is to let my sister do what she wants to do, so that she has no worries. After leaving the hospital, I only felt that the world was a better place, and the air was exceptionally fresh.
He misses the iron pillar even more, remembering the promise he made with him, one day, he will go back to see him, for five whole years, I wonder if he is still keeping this promise and waiting for him?
After leaving the hospital, he didn't want to wait for death like this, he had to do something meaningful, and half a month after returning home, he began to pack up his things and leave home, and rushed to the small village after five years of absence.
There is no change in the village pile, but I feel that the weeds in the mountains have grown taller, and the house is even older, and when I walk into my aunt's house, it is empty, without a trace of popularity, and there is a grave piled up in the yard, and there is a simple stone tablet standing in front of the grave.
Gu Xiangyang's eyes were red and he knelt in front of the grave, it turned out that in the winter when he left, his aunt and grandmother died. The stele bears his name, as well as ...... Iron-posted.
An inconspicuous line of handwriting made Gu Xiangyang's heart beat wildly, he stroked the handwriting, crooked, presumably it took a long time for the iron pillar to engrave it. He said: Xiaoyang, I want to go out to find you, and I have understood a lot of things since you left, and I want to say it to you.
His tears rolled down uncontrollably, and he looked up and wiped them over and over again, but he couldn't finish them.
"They all said that you would wait for me, but they left alone. The world is so big, can we meet again? Fool! Little pillar, you fool!!"
Gu Xiangyang went to the house to take a look, and some fragments of the past gradually came to mind. I can't say the vague emotions back then, but even if I don't think about it deliberately, I often think of him, and then my heart feels like I'm about to suffocate, and I feel a faint pain.
He cleaned the house, plucked the grass in front of his aunt's grave, and left the dilapidated old house without long and waited for the train at the station for a long time. The air in the crowded carriage made people feel suffocated, and the car slowly opened and drove forward, and a tall figure appeared at the station, carrying a small luggage, towards the small village pile.
In fact, sometimes we are very close, but we are always passing by. Tie Zhu has grown a lot taller these years, and he looks very energetic, and he has climbed the mountain with steady steps. Pushing away the dilapidated wood, I haven't been back here for three years, but when I saw that the house was cleaned and the grass in front of the grave was hoeed.
Suddenly, Tiezhu's whole face turned pale, he had come back! He chased him out like crazy along the road he had come, and saw that no trace of him was found.
"Xiaoyang, if you stay a little longer, we won't pass by. Tie Zhu threw himself on the grass, staring at the blue sky with half-squinted eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised lightly: "But I believe that one day, we will meet again." ”
Chemotherapy brought a lot of pressure and pain to Gu Xiangyang, and every time he got the results of chemotherapy, his emotions were extremely disturbed, but he could only endure it and not let himself show it to worry his sister and them.
Fortunately, the situation seemed to be getting better day by day, and he felt that maybe it was not impossible to wait until the day he recovered.
His health is better than before, and when he has time, he will relax and go for a walk outside, check out the electric institute and visit the bookstore.
I was really bored that day, and before I knew it, I walked to a small street that I had never been before, the environment of the cultural street was very good, there was a stream on the right, and the water was very clear. There are many bars on both sides of the creek, and because it is daytime, there are few people, and there are several bars that are also open during the day.
He casually walked inside, and as he passed a bar, he was instantly attracted by the pleasant sound of a guitar in his ears. Two legs walked in uncontrollably. The bar is full of customers, and the music is beautiful, not at all like the usual noisy bars.
He just wanted a drink, sat quietly by the window, and listened to the boy on the stage play and sing. The boy he suddenly played Jihua laughed like a person, and that person was a small pillar.