The sky is full of stars, twinkling eyes, I also want to listen to Mo Feng's singing, the autumn wind in Hebei is much colder than Shanghai, and the thin Mo Feng sits lonely on the stone, shrouded by the night and looks even more lonely.

The prelude was finally played, and Mo Feng spat out a slightly hoarse voice.

"A bed without temperature, four walls without shadows.

There are no superfluous thoughts to think about, my loneliness has nowhere to hide.

Struggling for my ideals, I worked hard to carry it in the cold night.

For the sake of dignity, we lie and have no courage to return home. ”

After leaving his hometown to work for a few years, Mo Feng mailed all his wages back to his hometown, and his parents asked if he was doing in Shanghai. And Mo Feng's answer is naturally a lie answer, an answer that is extremely inconsistent with reality.

Now that I am useless, I want to return to my hometown, and I can't help but think of this song "That Window". A song that is very similar to himself, as if every song is about himself.

When it is sung, "For the sake of dignity, we lie and have no courage to return to our hometown." Mo Feng raised his voice, and there was a rhythm of broken sound, but if the sound was broken, maybe it was the real feeling.

At this time, the black car driver stopped repairing the broken car, stared at Mo Feng with a somewhat dull look, and listened to the song that could arouse his thoughts, the extremely trembling voice began to flutter with the evening breeze, on this extremely quiet country road, perhaps only except Mo Feng thought, four people could hear it.

The black car driver gradually flashed tears, and compared to the black car driver, the beautiful woman also had a little moist eyes, and it was also the moment of the outbreak, and the trembling true love sang all the people who went out to struggle, trembling their hearts, and the hearts that they didn't want to mention.

At this moment, Mo Feng also continued to raise his voice, trembling even more, and he couldn't help but think of his father and mother in his mind.

"Wherever you go, you can't forget it!

It's Mom's bowl of soup.

O old mother, you must not understand my sorrows, and do not speculate on my stubbornness.

If you can, light the lamp for me, please give me hope again, the window of my hometown.

hid his father's gray hair with health, and other people's ideals flashed with tears. ”

When he sang the chorus, Mo Feng opened his eyes and looked at the moment when the lights of thousands of homes were lit, and the flickering tears seemed even more indescribable under the reflection of the moonlight.

Playing the guitar, the fingers are getting more and more crazy, and the sad accompaniment goes deeper into the truth of Mo Feng's singing.

Four people, each of them has ideals in their hearts, and they all have that white lie, and at this moment, the four people in various positions on the land of the motherland all listened to Mo Feng's songs and cried, and they really cried.

The wind in the north could not freeze the tears of a few people, but it trembled their hearts, and they pretended to be strong but were actually fragile.

The singing stopped, but the emotions could not be stopped, Mo Feng put away the guitar, slowly stood up, and looked at the vast night sky inintuitively, in order not to let the tears continue to flow.

None of the five spoke, all of them were silent in their own world, all looking at the lights of ten thousand homes, showing bitter faces.

Soon, the black car driver calmed his thoughts and quickly repaired the car, and after Mo Feng and the others got into the car, the black Santana continued to march towards Wujiayao Township.

Mo Feng, who was sitting in the car, looked at the dark world outside the car window, and muttered in his heart: Mom and Dad, I don't know, are you okay? They must have been shocked when I came back so suddenly, and they would go to the shop to buy something later, otherwise I would have come back in a shady state and would have exposed my lies for several years.

Mo Feng, who was deep in thought, didn't know that the beautiful beauty sitting next to him was watching him at this time, as if because of the song Mo Feng sang, it had changed in the heart of the beauty.

The beauty struggled and said to Mo Feng, "Where are you from?" ”

Hearing the beauty's words, Mo Feng turned his head, looked at the beauty, and asked suspiciously, "Are you asking me?" ”

The beauty nodded.

"I'm from Shanghai, what about you?" Mo Feng said with a sigh.

"I'm from Guangzhou."

"We are all in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, hehe, I think you mix well, look at your outfit, you can see it." Mo Feng seemed to open the conversation, looked at the beauty and said with a bitter smile on her face.

"Normally."

"I'm normal, too."

"Are you from Wujiayao?"

"Yes."

"Then why haven't I seen you?"

Along the way, Mo Feng was talking to the beauty, and before he knew it, time passed very quickly, and he forgot his sorrow, after all, talking to a beautiful woman has this special function.

The other two people in the car had already gotten out of the car, and the only black cars at this time were Mo Feng, Li Jing, and the driver, Mo Feng learned from the conversation that this beautiful beauty was called Li Jing and was an ordinary clerk.

After a while, the black car stopped, and the driver said with a sigh of relief: "It's here, Wujiayao Township." ”

The two who were chatting knew that they had arrived, so they each gave the driver 300 bills and got out of the car.

After Mo Feng got out of the car, he carried a guitar and a bag, looking at the entrance of the village, the road that had been paved with cement, there were no potholes, and the houses had changed greatly. ”

"Yes, I haven't been back for four years, everything has changed." Li Jing, who also got out of the car and pulled a pink suitcase, looked at the entrance of the village, and said with a sigh of scattered but dense houses, also with that faint sadness.

"Where are you in Wujiayao?" Mo Feng suddenly turned back to Li Jing and asked.

"West." Li Jing replied.

"I said I haven't seen you, I'm from the east of Wujiayao, then let's separate, I'll take this road, you take this road."

Mo Feng straightened up and said with a smile.

After speaking, he walked to the east end of the village, and stepped on the cement road that could not cover even the dark night, and the feeling of walking up was very flat, and the big tree in his memory was still there, but there were no leaves, but there was more lonely autumn wind.

Watching Mo Feng walk away, Li Jing struggled and said loudly to Mo Feng: "How many mobile phones are there?" I will be able to contact you later. ”

"I don't have a mobile phone, so I'm going to meet it." Mo Feng waved his hand and said loudly.

When Li Jing heard Mo Feng say that he didn't have a mobile phone, he couldn't help but feel a little disbelieving, and he also felt lost, watching Mo Feng disappear, and then stepped on another cement road.

"I'm rubbing, I actually refused a beautiful woman's accosting, am I fucking stupid, what a painful feeling, girl." Mo Feng walked on the dark night road and said in shock.

With resentment and shock, he went deeper and deeper, and he was getting closer and closer to the familiar and unfamiliar home, Mo Feng's mood at this time couldn't help but be a little complicated, and he was very excited to see his parents, but he was a little ashamed to see his parents like this, and the complex emotions shrouded Mo Feng, getting stronger and stronger