Gu Xiaoluo went abroad. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lovan often stood in the garden, looking up at the sky. From time to time, planes fly high in the sky with wings spread like birds. Luo Fan didn't know which plane would carry her Gu Xiaoluo back. Gu Xiaoluo has been gone for a long time, January, February, or March? Luo Fan didn't calculate, and the strong longing made Ben's not so distant memory seem mottled and weak.

Gu Xiaoluo had no news. Telephones, letters, emails were all gone. Suddenly vanished. Luo Fan called his cell phone, turned it off, or was not in the service area.

Luo Fan didn't want to despair, but she lost herself in loneliness and drove herself to despair. Then despair poured into her body like a poisonous mist, filling her mouth, ears and eyes, as well as her internal organs. Like a wounded animal, she looked at her bleeding wounds, and had no clue but to shrink. She didn't want to give any interviews or interviews, she didn't want to participate in any pen meetings and social events, she curled herself up like a hedgehog to let her body escape from the thorns of the ball. Aside from writing, Luo Fan couldn't find any way to anesthetize his painful nerves. She kept tapping on the keyboard, letting the faint blue light from the computer screen envelop her, from the air to the soul, and then to the saple. The tooth began to bleed again. The thick smell of blood permeated the room, making her dizzy. Her words began to spread more unscrupulously on the web, like magma, like pus-laden sores, making people smell of death and demonic decay.

Luo Fan, go out and see the sunshine! A reader emailed her. Rovan, I love you and your words, but I don't want you to die like this. The woman who writes doesn't end well. He said.

In the dim light, Rofan let himself let out a demonic laugh.

The woman who writes doesn't end well. Yes, Gu Xiaoluo left her like this, quietly and without warning.

Luo Fan wrote even more frantically, typing on the keyboard day and night, and in fact, for her, there was no difference between day and night, and the curtains kept out the window what belonged to the light, whether from the sun or the moon. She let her teeth flow wildly with a bright red, blood-smelling liquid, and then felt wanton and content. In the middle of the night, Luo Fan would suddenly push the computer, and then curl up in the corner and cry to himself, from silent to crying. Her Gu Xiaoluo! Her Gu Xiaoluo!

"Luo Fan, that's your flower." Gu Xiaoluo said. Following the direction of Gu Xiaoluo's finger, Luo Fan saw a large patch of small purple flowers blooming gorgeously in the vast embrace of the field, like clouds, like smoke, like fog, like the moon in the water, misty and ethereal.

"Nothing like you, Rovan." Gu Xiaoluo said stubbornly. It was spring, and Gu Xiaoluo rode a bicycle to carry Luo Fan to the suburbs. They were eighteen years old.

"Why like me?" Luo Fan looked up with an ignorant face. Eighteen-year-old Lofan is so young and curious.

"Because you have magical powers," Gu Xiaoluo said, "those flowers too." ”

"Magic? Do I have magic too? ”

"Of course, how could I have fallen under your demons? It's like a demon with those little flowers in the field. ”

"Why are you obsessed?"

"If there is no obsession, why let these little flowers grow in its arms for no reason? Like me, I let you grow in my heart for no reason. ”

Luo Fan smiled happily, she slipped into Gu Xiaoluo's arms one by one, and asked coquettishly, "Then what are the names of these little flowers?" ”

"Milk vetch."

"Purple souls that float like clouds." Luo Fan explained.

The eighteen-year-old picture is cruelly stationed in Luo Fan's dream. I haven't seen Zi Milk Vetch for a long time, after Gu Xiaoluo worked in a private company, they never went to that field again, and this late autumn morning, when Luo Fan woke up and saw that the pillow was soaked with tears, Luo Fan knew that she had dreamed of that Milk Vetch. Purple souls that drift like clouds. The beautiful and magical purple flowers that are free and open. She ran towards them, and when she was in the small fragrance of milk vetch, Rofan was horrified to find that the field was damp and fluffy. Soon, she sank into it, like falling into a swamp, sinking deeper and deeper, almost reaching her neck and head.

"Help!" Rofan shouted.

"Miss Luofan, what's wrong with you?" It was Sister Zhang, a part-time worker who came to do hygiene, who woke her up, and Luo Fan felt lazy and tired.

When she opened her mailbox, the reader who suggested that she go to see the sunshine still enthusiastically sent her an invitation online.

Luo Fan, come out and see the sunshine and fresh flowers, it's autumn, chrysanthemums are blooming all over the mountain, don't you want to come and see?

Luo Fan sneered. Gu Xiaoluo called her milk vetch, but the boy asked her to see chrysanthemums.

I miss milk vetch. Luo Fan replied to the email.

The boy quickly replied: I found a milk vetch, in the damp dirt of the field, a large expanse, like a cloud. Are you coming?

Can milk vetch bloom in autumn too? Luo Fan sneered, lie, she wants to expose this lie, so that the liar has nowhere to hide.

Luo Fan deliberately dressed himself.

The self in the mirror looks old, no longer full of girlish and delicate temperament. Luo Fan wore a lilac dress, lilac eyeshadow and lilac lipstick, and her long hair was draped over her shoulders, exuding a mature and ambiguous and somewhat hazy beauty.

Luo Fan didn't know why she was going, maybe it was a whim, she just smiled at herself in the mirror. Laughing ambiguously all the time. When he walked out of the room, Luo Fan saw that the late autumn sun was a little weak, and the weather was gradually getting colder. But he is still wearing a thin skirt in summer. The feeling of coldness all over her body matched her state of mind at this time.

The place where I made an appointment to meet was actually BLULobster, the western restaurant that Gu Xiaoluo and she frequented before.

BLULobster is still the same, but there is no news of the deceased.

As soon as Luo Fan walked into the western restaurant, a waiter immediately greeted him.

Luo Fan waved his hand and said, "I'll wait for someone." ”

"It's me, sister." The waiter said.

Rofan remembered that it was the waitress he had seen here before and asked her to sign it.

"Sister," said the boy, "I made an appointment with you." ”

Luo Fan was surprised, frowned, and expressed doubt.

The boy's eyebrows fluttered, indicating his excitement to meet his idol.

"Sister, it's really me, it's me who sent you an email, Zi Yunying, we made an appointment to see Zi Yunying."

Luo Fan was a little disappointed, she had thought that this date should be full of romance and challenging, but it was a person she had met before, and although they were basically the same as strangers, unfortunately the only bit of mystery was gone.

"I want to see milk vetch." Luo Fan said. Since there are no unexpected miracles, let's come purely to expose lies!

"You wait for me," said the waiter, "I'll go in and ask the manager for leave now, and I'll be right there." The boy ran into the inner hall with a puff of smoke, and after a while he ran out, having changed into the waiter's overalls, wearing a beige T-shirt and blue jeans.

"Let's go! Sister. ”

"Where?" Luo Fan was a little confused.

"Go see the milk vetch!" The boy smiled brightly.

Luo Fan followed the boy quietly, she wondered how it was possible for the milk vetch in spring to bloom brilliantly in late autumn. A lie is a lie after all, see how he can justify himself.

The boy took Rofan to the bus, and after a few stops, they reached the outskirts of the city. After staying in the city for a long time, Luo Fan suddenly saw the long-lost field, and Luo Fan had the urge to cry. The fragrance of the earth and the freshness of nature swept away most of the gloom in her heart. Luo Fan felt his heart suddenly brighten.

They walked slowly on the slender ridges of the field.

The exercise made Luo Fan heat up, and sweat seeped out of his hair and ran down his cheeks. The face sparkles in the sun.

For a moment, Luo Fan forgot the lie of the milk vetch and the purpose of her trip, smelled the intoxicating breath of the mountains, and watched the large daisies grow and open wantonly and wildly in the fields, she felt happy and sweet.

"Sister, look!" Suddenly, the boy exclaimed.

Rofan followed the direction of his finger and saw a barren field, full of moist and fertile muddy water, and green duckweed filled with many dry plants.

Luo Fan looked at the boy in confusion.

The boy said, "Sister, this is milk vetch, I asked the farmers here, and they said that when spring comes, these milk vetch will turn green and then bloom purple flowers, and the whole field will be full of milk vetch, spread like clouds, but it is beautiful." The boy danced.

Luo Fan suddenly smiled with relief.

The boy didn't lie, it was his own heart that was twisted.

"Sister, at the beginning of spring next year, let's come to see milk vetch again, okay? Then you will be able to see all the fields covered with milk vetch flowers, sister, what a colorful picture it should be! ”

The boy spoke passionately and hopefully.

"Don't ask me out again," said Rovan, "I'm not as good as you think." ”

Luo Fan turned around and left without looking back, leaving the boy to stand alone on the ridge, facing the autumn wind, not very depressed.

Luo Fan thought that this was the best ending, don't give him hope, there will be no disappointment, no despair, and no pain.

From autumn to winter, the boy persistently emailed Rofan.

Sister, it's cold in winter, pay attention to keeping warm.

Sister, pay attention to rest, don't be too tired.

Sister, think of me when you are lonely, and we wait together for the spring milk vetch to bloom.

Sister, people who like your words and like you more.

Sister, I can give up my career for you.

Luo Fan sneered.

She emailed him back: Your career?

The boy stopped emailing.

Luo Fan thought that her ridicule hurt him, maybe he should be self-aware, the waiter is not a career, there is no career, how can he give up? Perhaps such ridicule will turn into the boy's motivation, and it is unknown that he will create a world.

Luo Fan didn't want to be so sharp and vicious, but she felt that it was the best way to save the boy. There will be no ending for him and her. She left her ending to Gu Xiaoluo.

Gu Xiaoluo still has no news.

I had to write hard again.

Life is decadent, but regular.

Sleeping during the day and writing at night until the wee hours of the morning, the keyboard was almost smashed.

In the dead of night, the human sense of hearing becomes extremely acute. Luo Fan likes to listen to the language of nature from midnight to early morning, as if the night is communicating with her heart.

Rofan never knew that he had such a large and vigorous creativity, and that the words were constantly being made like products under the factory machine. This brought her flowers, applause, and money.

But there was no Gu Xiaoluo.

Lofan's appetite is getting worse and worse. The nausea is getting stronger. The first thing I do when I wake up from sleep every day is vomiting. Luo Fan knew that staying up late had completely broken her body. She looked like a plucked hedgehog, bare skin covered in sores and blood, and her eyes had a terrible look of fear. Don't dare to go out into the sun.

Another reader sent her an email, a young girl with the screen name Deep Sea Swimming Fish. She said she worked as a lead dancer at a nightclub called Tang Hui. It is full of all kinds of physical and psychological deformities of nocturnal animals, and there is an air of languid decadence everywhere.

Let's get out and hang out! Let me lead your soul to dance together. Deep-sea swimming fish send out a warm invitation.

Luo Fan was curious. She looked up information about the "Tang Society" on the Internet.

Tang Hui, that is the latest fashion gathering place in Beijing.

It's me leading the dance on Wednesday night, come on! Deep-sea swimming fish said in an email. At nightfall, Rofan drove there as promised.

The signboard of the Tang Hui Bar is dignified and elegant like a large embroidery of a lady and a lady, full of the splendid temperament of Japanese cherry blossoms. Entering from the main entrance, you will come to the main hall tactfully, only to see a large number of large booths with distinct levels distributed in the vast space, the large booths are full of men and women drinking and chatting, the huge dazzling bar is shuttled by busy DJs, the air is filled with the sweet smell of cocktails, and the music of HipHop makes the beauties wriggle their sexy bodies anytime and anywhere.

Luo Fan was a little dazed and at a loss, and someone greeted her.

"Hey! Are you Rovan? I'm a deep-sea fish. ”

Luo Fan saw that the girl in front of him was wearing a lace and diamond-encrusted black vest, revealing a sexy navel, and the short leather skirt only happened to cover the buttocks, she was indeed dressed as a dancer.

"Luo Fan," the girl called Luo Fan's name like an old friend who knew him very well, "let me lead you to dance!" ”

Luo Fan was in place, she felt uncomfortable, "What's your real name?" ”

"It's called a deep-sea swimming fish, that's what people here call me." The girl gestured to the DJ at the bar behind her.

Luo Fan turned and walked outside.

The girl hurriedly grabbed her, her face flushed with anxiety: "What's wrong with you?" Are you going to leave before you dance with me? ”

Luo Fan looked at the luxurious night scene of the Tang Society, with cloud-like beauties, bold fashion, exquisite makeup, swaying style everywhere, and then looking at the smart and open deep-sea swimming fish in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh at the diversity of the world. I didn't expect my readership to be so diverse. I can't imagine how such a group of decadent nocturnal animals would feel when they read their own words, and they must have seen their own languishing shadow like if they had seen a real monkey.

Luo Fan suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I don't like it here." Luo Fan said. "I don't like to dance."

At this time, the bell strikes at twelve o'clock, heralding the real arrival of nightlife.

The DJ has changed the music to house and breakbeats.

The crowd on the big booth moved their bodies and slid onto the dance floor, and various forms of veneer dancing danced freely and arbitrarily. The deep-sea fish pushed her onto the dance floor without Luo Fan saying anything, and he quickly jumped onto the leading stage, dancing his elf-like body to the music.

Luo Fan froze in the crowd, the harsh music, the unsettling aura lingering around her, she just froze, these unfamiliar faces, close to each other, indulged and admired each other.

It's the devil's paradise, Luo Fan thinks.

The deep-sea fish dancing on the leading stage are bathed in a rain of colorful flowers that fall like a waterfall in the twinkling lights, which reminds Luo Fan of the legendary shark in the sea.

It is a spirit whose tears turn into pearls, with the appearance of a human and the body of a fish, and the heart of a sensitive and kind person who hates evil humans.

That's a beautiful and sad legend.

Floral, wine, beauty.

Luo Fan grabbed the wine glass on the plate in the hand of a waiter who walked by, and tilted his neck, and the hot and spicy liquid slid down his esophagus. She began yelling and writhing with the crowd.

"I don't like to dance! Don't like alcohol! I don't like Gu Xiaoluo! ”

"What did you say?" Someone in the crowd shouted at her.

Luo Fan didn't answer, but grabbed the wine from the waiter's plate and poured it down his throat, and then walked straight out. Wave after wave of the crowd came to her, and she squeezed out with great difficulty, and collapsed on the couch with exhaustion, and the wine and the beauties swayed in front of her like a group of demons out of a hole. She closed her eyes with exhaustion. Soon, she saw that the deep-sea swimming fish was standing naked on the leading stage of Tang Hui and twisting her body, a snake tattoo was drawn on her body, and the silver and green snake body passed through the girl's *** from the tail through the lower abdomen, and meandered down to the groin, and the position where the snake's head should have been drawn was painted a soft and round male face: his head was tilted back, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be in a daze, and the long tongue of the bright red snake letter stuck out of his mouth and stretched down to the girl's lower body. Suddenly, the soft, round male face suddenly opened its closed eyes. It was Gu Xiaoluo!

Luo Fan woke up with a scream, it was just a dream. She was horrified to find herself in a taxi, with deep-sea fish clinging to her. She pressed her chin to Rovan's forehead and patted Rovan's back. Rofan began to vomit vigorously, spit out the plastic bag given by the driver, and then began to cry and mumble.

Luo Fan clearly knew that the three words she mentioned the most this night were "Gu Xiaoluo". Luo Fan's father and Gu Xiaoluo's father are world friends, and Luo Fan and Gu Xiaoluo are very close childhood sweethearts. From childhood to adulthood, Luo Fan has always left his ending to Gu Xiaoluo. But Gu Xiaoluo actually dumped her and went abroad, and I heard that she was engaged to the daughter of the president of a certain consortium. Luo Fan felt empty, not resentment and hatred, just like the cecum in his body was cut off and he felt scared like he had never felt before. Maybe it's useless to keep it, but if you lose it, you have to wonder if it's really useless to keep it.

Every Wednesday, the deep-sea swimming fish ask Luo Fan to go to the Tang Society. Winter hasn't passed yet, and they're already very familiar.

"Luo Fan, will you pick me up? I don't have a place to go. "Late one night, Luo Fan was writing when he suddenly received a call from a fish swimming in the deep sea.

Luo Fan was startled when he saw a deep-sea swimming fish near Gongti West Road, the girl was wearing the clothes that led the dance in the nightclub every night, the large area of bare skin had been frozen to black purple, and the right cheek that had been swollen was clearly imprinted with five finger prints. The moment Luo Fan took off his coat and wrapped the girl around the girl, and stuffed the girl into the car, Luo Fan found that his heart was so distressed that his whole body spasmed, and his hands and feet were completely cold.

Who was so ruthless as to beat the girl up and drive her to the cold streets? Maybe it's her parents, maybe it's her boyfriend, the deep-sea swimming fish never said anything about the scars on her body this night, she just relied on Luo Fan's house, and she relied on it until spring.

"Let's go see the milk vetch!" Deep-sea swimming fish offer.

"How do you know milk vetch?" Luo Fan was surprised.

The deep-sea swimming fish smiled and said, "You have mentioned milk vetch countless times in the text, how could I not know it?" It's spring, and it's time for milk vetch to bloom, so take me to see it! When the deep-sea fish said this, Luo Fan suddenly felt very sad, even though the deep-sea fish kept smiling. She missed Gu Xiaoluo uncontrollably.

The milk vetch, which does not bloom in winter, blooms luxuriously in spring.

Luo Fan led the deep-sea swimming fish to the field where the boy found, there was a person standing on the slender ridge of the field, Luo Fan couldn't believe that it was Gu Xiaoluo, she almost rushed over.

"Xiao Luo-" Luo Fan shouted excitedly, throwing himself into Gu Xiaoluo's arms, "You're back?" When did you get back? ”

"I never left." Gu Xiaoluo's voice was very low, and Luo Fan couldn't hear much apology, let alone the slightest joy. She saw Gu Xiaoluo's gaze pass over her, staring straight at the deep-sea swimming fish behind her in annoyance.

"Have you had enough? Come back with me! He said.

"I don't!" The stubborn appearance of the deep-sea swimming fish is a veritable rich daughter, Luo Fan felt that he only heard her say, "Who told you to beat me for her!" ”

Luo Fan remembered the deep-sea fish swimming in the streets at midnight, and the scars that made her heart ache were actually because of herself.

"Please don't hurt Lofan again, Sissi." Gu Xiaoluo begged.

Her name is Sissi. Luo Fan knew the real name of the deep-sea swimming fish for the first time, she turned her head and looked sadly at this deep-sea swimming fish called Sissi, she probably quickly realized the ins and outs of the matter, Sissi is Gu Xiaoluo's president daughter, this daughter knows Gu Xiaoluo and her love history, so she turned into a Tang Hui dancer to see her jokes. Deception, lies. Luo Fan smiled bitterly. She said to Gu Xiaoluo: "It's not her who hurt me, it's you!" ”

Luo Fan didn't want to be entangled with them anymore, she glanced at the milk vetch all over the field again, and shook her head and left without any attachment. Just like when she left the boy alone in the field, she left Gu Xiaoluo and the deep-sea swimming fish far behind and completely abandoned them.

The milk vetch does not bloom in winter, and the milk vetch blooms in spring, but it is meaningless.