Chapter 3: Writing
Faculty dormitory rooftop.
Li Qing sat on the ground, leaning back, supporting his hands.
On the opposite side was a young girl dressed in white.
It wasn't completely dark yet, and there was still a glimmer of light. He couldn't see the girl's face, but the girl could see his face.
"Li Qing. The girl's lips opened lightly, and her voice was crisp and pleasant.
"Huh?"
"Did you miss me?"
"Uh......" He didn't know how to answer for a while.
"Say, did you miss me?" the girl refused.
He pursed his lips and said shyly, "I want to ......"
"Haha. The girl let out a silver bell laugh and touched his head, "You're still so cute." ”
"Don't touch my head. He symbolically protested a few times, but to no avail, so he had no choice but to accept his fate.
"Sister. He said.
"Huh?"
"I'm going to the New Year's party. ”
"Oh, yes. She fussed, "What show?"
"Singing. He said, "Solo." ”
"I knew it was singing. She smiled, "And I know that you're not singing someone else's song." ”
He was pleasantly surprised, and he felt a sense of joy in finding a soulmate.
When she looked at his expression, she knew that she had guessed it again, and while she was proud, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
"It just so happens that I haven't heard you sing in a long time, come on. She handed him his guitar.
He took the guitar to play, and she suddenly said, "Wait a minute." ”
He turned his head and looked at her, his mind sketching her countenance.
With such a nice voice, she must be a very good-looking girl.
The lines in his mind were not clear after all, but he was already satisfied.
"Turn around. A crisp voice came to my ears.
He obediently turned around.
"No, not here. ”
He moved his body again.
"Well, yes. "Turn around a little more." ”
He twisted his ass again.
"Okay, stop. Her tone finally settled, "It's time to sing." ”
He scratched his head and began to pluck the strings.
A beautiful melody flowed from under his fingertips, and he spoke slowly.
She looked at his side face and listened to his singing.
When she heard "Find someone, cherish each other, find a heart, heart to heart", there seemed to be a softness in her heart that was fluctuating.
The gaze gradually became obsessed.
Until it was completely dark.
"Is this your new song?" her eyes as dark as night flowed.
"Well, how's that?"
"It's good, it's just that I didn't hear the lyrics clearly. ”
"Why don't I sing it again?"
"Since you have asked for it, my sister has mercifully agreed. ”
And so, his singing sounded again in the darkness, over and over again.
After a long time, the singing stopped.
He asked, "Do you hear me clearly?"
She came back to her senses and nodded, "Hmm." ”
"If it's not enough, I can still sing. He said.
"Enough, enough. She waved her hand repeatedly.
At this time, someone downstairs shouted: "Old sister." ”
The girl heard that it was her mother's voice, and hurriedly responded, "Huh?"
"Come down. ”
"Oh-"
She said, "I'm going back." ”
"Oooh. He nodded his head blankly.
"See you tomorrow, then. ”
"See you tomorrow. ”
Listening to the footsteps disappearing into the corridor, Li Qing stood up, stretched his waist, and then sat down again.
He began to play and sing again.
"Anyway,"
"Anything hurts,"
"What if it hurts,"
"At least I'm open, I'm strong. ”
……
That night, Li Qing had a dream.
"Want to see again?"
"Yes. He replied.
"Become the king of entertainment in this world and reward three days of light. ”
After waking up, Li Qing found that this was a dream, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart.
There is no blind man who does not want to regain the light, especially one like him who has seen the light and then lost it.
What? Three days is too little light?
Li Qing doesn't think so.
For a blind man, let alone three days, even a minute of light is a luxury.
"It's a pity it's a dream......"
He sighed.
Listening to the rooster crowing outside, he gritted his teeth and climbed out of bed, dressed and walked out of the room.
Babble.
The door to the next room also opened.
"Where are you going?" asked Li's father.
"Running. "He didn't hide it.
Father Li was stunned for a moment, and then patted him on the shoulder with a look of relief: "Good job, come on." ”
"I will. Li Qing nodded heavily and walked towards the gate.
Li's father did not keep up, and from childhood to adulthood, he consciously cultivated his son's ability to be independent.
He didn't want to be his son's dependence. He felt that this was what his son needed most than material giving.
When he went out, Li Qing walked on the school road like a normal person with his hands in his pockets, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck when the cold wind blew in his face.
At this time, it was only five o'clock, the sky was still dark, and there was not a single ghost on the campus.
He came to the back of the middle school building.
It was a stupid way he came up with, holding on to the wall, running from one end to the other, and then turning back, and so on.
If he didn't have something to hold onto, he couldn't be sure he wouldn't hit anything.
Before running, he walked slowly to make sure that there were no other obstacles on the way, and then he started running with confidence.
He didn't know how long he had been running, and when he stopped, his head was buzzing, dazed, and the short roundabout run was a bit painful, no different from spinning in circles, but fortunately he didn't run fast, and the feeling of dizziness was not so strong.
Exhaled heavily, soaking wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water.
After a long time, I felt a lot better.
I was going to run for a little longer, but my legs were like lead, and I couldn't lift half of my strength.
He knew he couldn't rush it, so he went back first.
When I got home, my father had already cooked the meal. After eating, he went back to his room, took out his guitar, and began to sing.
During this time, he pricked up his ears from time to time, but he didn't hear a knock on the door after all.
The day went by like this.
On Sunday, at two o'clock in the afternoon, she finally came knocking on the door.
"I'm sorry, I missed my appointment yesterday and my mom won't let me go out. ”
"It's fine. He pretended not to care, and smiled, "It's polite." ”
She was a little disappointed and said, "I'm going to school." ”
She is in her first year of high school this year and has to go to school in Qingzhou City.
"Be careful on the road. "He never had so few words.
"Well, goodbye. She took two steps, then stopped, looking back at him.
"Giggles. She finally let out a laugh like a silver bell.
"Next weekend, it's my sister's birthday, you can do it yourself. ”
With that, she closed the door and left.
"Birthday?" Li Qing muttered softly.
That night, after dinner, he did not sing again, but took out a clipboard and a Braille pen from the drawer and placed them in earnest.
What to write?
His appreciation of literature is really limited, and he doesn't know what kind of work is good.
After struggling for a long time, I finally chose a more beautiful name.
If someone who knows Braille is present, he will surely recognize that the two words in his pen are......
"Phantom City".