Chapter 8: New Rolling Red Dust
Time is just the sustenance I use to grieve the past. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
I've cried enough, I'm tired, I still have to lift my feet and work hard to move forward.
For so many years, I have never cried like this. Maybe tonight is the last goodbye I will see him, and this kind of goodbye is indeed cruel.
So what? My life still has to go on.
It's just a cruel end to fate.
Telephone, bus, lost wallet, unfinished building, reunion, crying...... It's like an invisible hand grasping each other, and the script of the invisible life is firmly manipulating all of this.
Get up, the building is getting farther and farther away.
Hopefully, my choice is correct, that my choice can be found in the right way, and then, go back to where I live.
What a beautiful hope.
Walk forward, hoping to get back to where you live before dawn.
Alas, it would be nice if the phone had power, tried again, and it still wouldn't turn on. I really want to drop the phone hard, but I think that if the phone is broken, I have to pay for it myself, and for a poor person like me, it is better not to be willful, so I have to do it.
There was a sound of a car, and I didn't look back, and it was the sound of the motorcycle braking, which was particularly harsh in the open space. I don't think Xiao Jiang will follow, maybe it's a nearby resident.
"Yang Xiaosu?"
Is it calling me? My name is Yang Xiaosu.
I couldn't help but look back.
The tears were still on his cheeks, but in his eyes was a strange person.
I don't know this man, is he calling me?
His long hair covered his cheeks, and his eyes and face were not visible. There was also a strange man in the back seat, who also kept looking at me.
The long-haired man was wearing a black down jacket with a hat on the back, which he was wearing on his head again, and the feathers around the hat fluttered gently in the wind...... It feels like a wandering singer or an artist, but I feel silly like this.
It was probably the happiest thing I've ever had tonight.
I didn't laugh, and laughing in front of strangers for no reason would make me seem rude and give people a very silly feeling. I've just cried, and if I laugh again, I'm sure it's worse to laugh than to cry.
I stared at these two people in a daze, and I couldn't think of any place I had seen them.
Just as I hesitated, the man jumped off the motorcycle, came to me, looked at me, and was so startled that I took a step back, and the man hurriedly said: "Yang Xiaosu, I am An Yi, by the way, why are you here so late?" You...... Just cried? The man asked cautiously, but I didn't answer.
It's not nonsense, a fool can tell that I just cried, no, I must have cried. I really can't find these two people in my memory, who is An Yi? Do we know each other?
"He's Jiang Haiyang," he said to me, then turned around and yelled at the man in the car, "Jiang Haiyang, you come down for me."
"Huh?" The man in the back jumped out of the car and choked on his cigarette, "An Yi, you can't forget your friends!" Birds don't lay eggs in this place, how do you let Lao Tzu go back? ”
"It's so late, it's not safe for her to be here alone, I'll send her back. Tell Zhao Yue to pick you up, you are a big man and no one will rob you. If someone robs you tonight, I'll give you a wedding banquet tomorrow, and it's definitely ......."
Jiang Haiyang was so angry that he couldn't speak, so he had to call Zhao Yue alone.
An Yi, Zhao Yue?
Could it be my classmates?! The difference between them is too big, right?
I don't have much impression of An Yi, Zhao Yue and Jiang Haiyang, but I remember that they often stayed with Zheng Xiaoyang.
But Li Xiaolan, I remember very clearly, that girl who is on par with my language...... After all, it still didn't surpass me to get the first place in the Chinese class.
Listening to Sophie Fei say that Li Xiaolan is with Zhao Yue now, this fate is too good! It's a childhood sweetheart!!
It's so enviable! Yes! Yes!!
But An Yi, I don't have any impression of him, do I have such a classmate?
I watched Jiang Haiyang walk away, probably because Zhao Yue said that he should wait somewhere.
"Yang Xiaosu, I'll send you home, why are you here? There are no buses at night, not even taxis. ”
"I ......" how to answer, is he really my classmate, after thinking about it, I asked, "You?" I don't know you? Are you my classmate? Sorry, I don't remember. ”
There's no way I'm going to go with a man who claims to be my classmate, and there's no one to save my life when something happens at night. It's good to have a little safety sense these days. He doesn't look like a bad guy though, hehe.
"Uh......" The man in front of him was a little surprised, hooked the corners of his lips and said, "Yang Xiaosu, you haven't changed at all, and you are still wary of the surrounding environment." Look at me, I didn't speak.
He smiled again, as if he was very funny, "Classmate Yang Xiaosu, there are still a lot of bad people in this rolling red dust, but when I meet you, this red dust will change." ”
"New Rolling Red Dust?!" I blurted out, why is it up to Jacky's song title now? I'm a huge fan of Jacky, and I can use his song titles whenever I want.
"Huh?" He was surprised, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm the resident singer in the building, uh...... Actually, it's a mix of rice. You know, it's over there. He pointed in the direction I had just walked, and I followed his hand to see that there was nothing but darkness, "It's mostly Jacky's fans." After speaking, he also hummed the song "New Rolling Red Dust".
I stomped my feet, it was so cold, I really wanted to lie in the quilt, hold the warm hot water bottle, and sleep beautifully, he was dark.
"Hiss", An Yi pulled open his down jacket and took it off and draped it on me, "Put it on, close the zipper, I think you seem to be very bad, don't catch a cold." ”
"What about you?" I saw that he was only wearing a white sweater, and he would be cold when he took off his clothes for me, and his body temperature was still in the clothes.
I remember that I also seemed to wear Xiao Jiang's coat that year, and his clothes also had a warm body temperature, and at the same time the smell of tobacco on his body.
But I met him just now, cried for him just now, remembered the mockery at the corner of his lips, and couldn't help but feel sad again, and couldn't say anything with my head down. His clothes also had a faint smell of tobacco, but they weren't as strong as those on Xiao Jiang's clothes.
"What's wrong? Touched? He was laughing again, very annoying, and I looked at him, but he still didn't speak. I don't know how to answer, to be honest, I still don't remember that he is accurate, and as he said, he is also a little moved.
"Oh, there's no need to do that, I'll tease you." He turned around and dragged out a piece of clothing from the trunk behind the motorcycle, put it on quickly, closed his hands and said in his mouth before he said: "Before helping others, you still have to see if you have the ability, and you can't hurt yourself to help others...... Unless it's absolutely necessary. ”
I can only understand ninety percent of such profound words, and although I understand, I still feel a little confused.
"It's cold when I ride a bike in winter, and I've always had a jacket in my trunk, which I haven't worn for a long time, and it feels a little moldy." He sniffed, "Let's go, I'll send you back, it's a little late, your family will worry about you." ”
"I ......" was a little embarrassed, glanced at him and continued to say to him apologetically: "I'm sorry, Anyi, I still can't remember who you are."
I have to ask this question, what if he is really not a classmate, what if he is really a classmate, but now he has become bad.
"Huh? After a long time, you still don't remember who I am? "I felt a little angry, but I still couldn't see his face.
"I'm sorry, I don't have a good memory." I'm so annoyed, people have already helped me, but I still can't remember who he is, it's really embarrassing.
"Then, Zheng Xiaoyang, you should remember, right?" I looked up at him, could this person be the An Yi who urged Zheng Xiaoyang and Su Feifei to eat?
"I'm Zheng Xiaoyang's iron buddy, and we've been together since high school." When I heard Zheng Xiaoyang's name, my face turned red. An Yi paused for a moment, glanced at me casually, and continued in a light tone: "You have had a crush on Zheng Xiaoyang since high school, but it seems that Zheng Xiaoyang doesn't know."
I felt incredible in my heart, and looked at An Yi with wide eyes. Does everyone know that I have a crush on Zheng Xiaoyang, but Zheng Xiaoyang himself doesn't know?!
"Only I know about this," An Yi looked at me, as if he had made a lot of determination, and said: "Yang Xiaosu, if you don't mind, let's talk while walking, anyway, walking is warmer than cycling, and when you get tired, I'll ride you home, do you think?"
The tone is almost pleading, am I feeling wrong again?!
"Okay."
I whispered and walked forward.
Maybe I can get to know Zheng Xiaoyang through An Yi, maybe An Yi will help me, I hope so.