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Luochuan City, getting old at dusk. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the end of June, I knew the lazy roar of the plane trees on the side of the street, and the endless noise of midsummer. The monotonous and repeated sound of cicadas rubbed into the wind, adding a bit of restlessness to the plainness.

The pedestrians on the street walked in the bustling footsteps, hurriedly, silently, and after a moment of passing shoulders, they returned to their respective journeys, flowing in the direction of their own destiny.

Sweating profusely, two teenagers walked down the street, carrying a basketball, found a place in front of a barbecue restaurant and sat down.

After a little respite for half a minute, the tall, thin boy called out to his boss and asked him to grab two bottles of drinks and the menu, and prepare to order something to eat.

After taking the recipe, he poured a big sip of the drink, raised his eyelids to look at his companion opposite, and said with a grin: "Old Gu, it's not easy for our brothers to get together, this time I'm going to eat a big meal, how about it, are you ready to bleed?" ”

The person on the other side smiled and slowly sucked the water in the cup: "Whatever, your college entrance examination is over, so it's a celebration for you." “

"Then I'll just order it."

The person who ordered the food looked at the recipe, thinking in his heart how to beat this dead friend today, put his finger on the item of the recipe, and slowly ordered something, while the young man who invited the guest just looked at the things around him with interest, remembering that he hadn't been here for a long time, inexplicably, the memories were circling in his heart.

Three years ago, when he had just come to this world for only a month or two, he and Han Shenliang had been here, as if it was just a blink of an eye, and they stood in this barbecue restaurant again, but the fact was that three years had passed.

He hadn't played a game of basketball with Han Shenliang for a long time, and he was at home recently, so he had this opportunity. After a wanton exercise, returning here feels an indescribable sense of relief.

The tables and stools outside the barbecue restaurant are still the same as they were back then, but they have been changed in a few directions, and the table wrapped in yellow patent leather is inevitably a little oily and glowing. Some places had peeled off, revealing deep mottlings, and inside the shop, some dust had been deposited on the overhanging television, revealing that it had been on it for many years.

On the television, an interview with the Burning Legion was playing, and the aging wiring made the screen no longer as clear as it had been back then, but it was still visible, and the confident and calm faces of the band members flashed on it. Accompanied by passionate music.

"Hey, okay? I'm going to let people burn it, you wait a minute. ”

After a while, the old friend returned the menu to the boss, who was a little black and fat back then, and now he has made a lot of money, and the meat around his waist is obviously squeezing his clothes and protruding, and he takes the menu. He accepted it with a smile and turned around to help with the barbecue.

I've finished ordering. Han Shenliang smiled boldly, and his laughter was full of a kind of relief: "Ha, the college entrance examination is finally over, and a new life has finally begun." ”

Gu Yang withdrew his gaze from the TV and fell back to his companion: "Well, are you ready to go to any university?" ”

Han Shenliang smiled awkwardly. waved his hand and said: "The college entrance examination has just ended, let's not talk about this topic, let's talk about something else, by the way, Lao Gu." You're so good at music, novels, movies, TV series, and everything you do, what do you plan for the future? ”

Seeing that the dead friend didn't want to continue on this topic, he didn't dwell on it, but smiled, took a sip of the drink, and tasted sweet: "Continue to follow this path, there is still a long way to go, and I still have a lot to learn in terms of words and art." ”

Han Shenliang grabbed the short hair on the top of his head and said, "Damn, it's so powerful, you still have to learn." ”

"Culture and art are things that need to be studied persistently, and I hope my life can be a good literary and artistic life."

"Tsk, I don't understand anyway, just read the novel and listen to the music, by the way, the dragon snake is almost finished, I heard, you want to make it into a TV series?"

"Well, the boy I wrote in the book should be self-improvement, it should become the theme song of the TV series, and it is now in preparation, and filming will probably start in October."

"What, you see, our relationship is so iron, I also like that book, can you help me choose a role, for example, Wang Chao? It's really not good, how about God? It's really not good, and so can Ba Liming. ”

"Don't think about it, hahaha......"

The two chatted casually, and after a while, the boss brought a large plate of skewers, Han Shenliang immediately grabbed a skewer, regardless of the blazing temperature, and was just about to stuff it into his mouth, when he suddenly remembered something, and his movements stopped again.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you for so long, who is your girlfriend? I wondered, with what I know about you, could it be that Xu Yuexun? ”

Gu Yang smiled and didn't answer, just nodded.

"Damn, such a good beauty, you really let the kid get it."

Han Shenliang scolded with a smile, put the skewers in his mouth, and the fat came out, making him feel refreshed from his heart, and he was thinking about saying something again, when inadvertently, his gaze jumped not far behind Gu Yang, his heart was shocked, and he stammered: "Old Gu, look behind you, it's not ......."

Gu Yang frowned and turned around, but his expression was stunned.

In his pupils, her reflection appeared.

Not far away, Xu Yuexun was wearing a plain white dress and walked slowly.

The wind caressed her long hair, the green silk fluttered in the yellow light of the setting sun, carrying a certain indescribable beauty in the chaos, and a faint smile on her face, which was the most silent tenderness.

She carried the original black guitar case behind her, her skirt wrinkled a few lines in the wind, and the glow behind her shone a long shadow for her, which faded as she approached until it disappeared.

When Xu Yuexun walked to his side, the surprised expression on Gu Yang's face disappeared, a spontaneous smile appeared, and he stretched out his hand: "Why did you come?" Didn't you say, I'm going to pick you up? ”

The girl stretched out her white hand, put it on the young man's hand, nodded to Han Shen next to her, and then returned to Gu Yang: "I'm afraid you'll forget me." ”

The corners of Gu Yang's mouth curved slightly, hooked an arc, and took the guitar case in her hand: "How come?" ”

He opened the black guitar case, stroked the elegant guitar, remembered that they had met here back then, and had some inexpressible sighs in his heart, and was silent for a while, and then said: "This time, don't you leave?" ”

Yue Xun didn't answer immediately, raised her little head, pretended to ponder for a while, chuckled, leaned over and plucked the strings, and the faint fragrance on her body wafted into Gu Yang's nose, making his heart a little dizzy.

"Then it depends on your performance."

Hearing such words, Gu Yang couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay."

He answered in a low voice, took the guitar out of his bag, set it up in front of him, tuned the strings, auditioned, sat on the street of this passerby, coughed lightly twice, swept away the discomfort in his throat, and sang Mayday's "Like Smoke".

"I sat in front of my bed and looked out the window with a lot of memories

Life is gorgeous, illusion, time is a thief stealing everything

When I was seventeen, I caught the cicada and thought I could catch the summer

When I was seventeen years old, I kissed him on the face and thought I could be with him forever

Is there such a thing as never changing?

The beauty that has been embraced will never be broken again

Let the dangerous years not be wild on the face

Let life and death be far away, who can hear ......"

He sang unhurriedly, and his singing voice fluttered away, like smoke and mist.

The sinking sunset renders everything into a misty gold, the singer who sings peacefully, the girl who listens quietly, the friend who gulps water next to him, the wooden table that peels off the fragments, and the endless flow of people, time condenses the flowing years at this moment, as if it is an oil painting with heavy makeup and light makeup, exquisite, revealing suffocating beauty.

Life is like smoke, dedicated to literature and art.

The end of the book. (To be continued.)