Chapter 9: You Are My Star

"Xiao Mo, do you have any plans after graduation?"

Lin Fei sat on a rock not far from the river, holding a large bag of cheese-flavored potato chips in his hand, and asked as he stuffed it into his mouth.

"What can I plan, I'm not like you, my uncle and aunt give you such good conditions to let you go abroad for further study, and you kid is good, like a 'rice bucket', you know how to eat. ”

Mo Zihan looked at the fat man in front of him who was one hundred and seventeen tall and weighed one hundred and sixteen, and thought to himself that if my family could have a million properties, he would never be a rich second-generation "foodie" like Lin Fei.

"Ouch, I said Mo Zihan, if you can do it one day without making fun of me, I won't eat snacks for a month. ”

As he spoke, Lin Fei gently put the potato chip bag on the side of the stone, patted the potato chip residue on his lips and said, "You are serious, let's talk to everyone." ”

Mo Zihan leaned back, leaned against the big tree behind him, and looked at the starry sky at night and said:

"If you want to talk about ideals, it must be to go all over the world's scenic spots, to go all over the world's famous mountains and rivers, to go to the oldest mountains and forests to find wild beasts that have no book records, to go to the deepest seabed to explore the unknown secrets under the water......"

As he spoke, Mo Zihan also stretched out his hand and gestured, as if he was planning an ideal blueprint for himself with the theme of "adventure".

Every time he talks about travel and adventure, his eyes always exude a rare light on weekdays, and in the eyes of his friends, this is also when Mo Zihan is the most attractive as a man.

However, the time for this charm to emanate was very short every time, and Mo Zihan put down the hand he was gestured with and sighed

"But the reality is that what can a young man like me who has empty pockets and dreams do? ”

Mo Zihan deliberately raised his voice when he said the last sentence, and he also glanced at Shirley who was listening to the song with headphones on the side.

"Eh, Shirley, tell me what you plan to do in the future. Lin Fei, who grew up wearing a pair of pants with Mo Zihan, saw Xiao Mo's thoughts at a glance, so he turned the conversation to Shirley.

Shirley took off her headphones and rolled her two pairs of dark eyes.

"Well~~ Actually, like Xiao Mo, I only have dreams, but I can't realize them. After speaking, he also let out a sigh in the same tone as Mo Zihan just now.

"It's not a bad thing to have dreams, tell us about your ideals. "Mo Zihan always finds every opportunity to close the distance with Shirley.

Shirley just shook her head, speechless.

Mo Zihan raised his head and gave Lin Fei a look, Lin Fei immediately understood, cleared his throat and beckoned the rest of the classmates

"Oh my God! I saw a big bird with colorful feathers in the woods over there, and that tail was long and thick......."

"Come on, Lin Fei, where is there a bird with a long tail, it's nonsense. The students were unimpressed.

"It's true, I don't believe you went with me to see it, you don't know, I saw it during the day but I never dared to say it, for fear that you wouldn't believe me. Lin Fei continued to make up nonsense.

"Well, I'll believe you once, if you dare to lie to us, we'll divide up your snacks. ”

Although he was a little reluctant in his heart, for the sake of his good brother, Lin Fei gritted his teeth and turned his heart sideways.

"Okay, let's go. ”

As he spoke, he led his classmates to the dark woods. When he left, he didn't forget to give Mo Zihan a quiet thumbs up, as if to say, "Brother can only help you get here." ”

Mo Zihan couldn't help but feel glad that there was such an ironclad Fa Xiao, in the past four years of college, in order to let himself catch up with Shirley, Lin Fei has paid a lot, if you really want to count it, you have to count it as what he owes him.

"Shirley, I'm ......" Mo Zihan had just opened his mouth and before he could say a word, Lin Fei's voice came from not far away.

"Lan Lingyue, don't you walk with long eyes!"

"Who are you talking about, the fat man, it's obvious that you hit me. ”

The person who talked to Lin Fei was Lan Lingyue, the captain of the school's basketball team, as a classmate, everyone felt that such a stormy figure should be easy to chase girls in school.

But Lan Lingyue chose who was not good, but he fell in love with Mo Zihan on the same girl. As the saying goes, when two tigers fight, there must be an injury, for the sake of Shirley, the "little white sheep", Mo Zihan and Lan Lingyue have had many conflicts inside and outside the school.

However, the reality is always unsatisfactory, and the two are fighting each other here, but Shirley doesn't seem to be in the same world with them at all, and neither of them agrees.

In fact, it's okay to say that Mo Zihan, at least every time he talks about his ideals, his gushing words and unbridled imagination can still win Shirley's approving eyes.

On the other hand, Lan Lingyue, although he is tall and big, is a top student in the physical education department, with bronzed skin and superb ball skills, he can be regarded as a "male god" level figure.

But the only mistake he made was "smoking", at least in Mo Zihan's heart, because from his four-year experience, Shirley hated smoking boys the most, and the arrogant Lan Lingyue didn't know about it, and even regarded smoking as his signature move.

"Whew~~" A wisp of green smoke spit out from Lan Lingyue's mouth, and he swaggered to Shirley's side, and behind him stood a few little brothers who were standard for "male gods".

"Shirley, we're cooking barbecue over there, playing werewolf killing, come and join us. After Lan Lingyue finished speaking, he took another sip of the cigarette in his hand, and said after slowly exhaling it.

"No thanks. Shirley waved the smoke that Lan Lingyue spit out with her hand, turned her head to the side and said.

"Eh, don't be so cold," Lan Lingyue got closer and closer, bent down and continued to ask, "Appreciate your face, Shirley." ”

"What kind of face do you have? How big is your face, it's not enough, and you want someone to reward you?"

When the rival in love met, his eyes were very red, and seeing that Shirley was in embarrassment, Mo Zihan hurriedly opened his mouth to help her get out of trouble.

Lan Lingyue gave Mo Zihan a roll of his eyes, turned his head and said to the younger brothers behind him: "There are a lot of mosquitoes this summer, and there are mosquitoes everywhere." ”

"Yes. "The younger brothers will echo each other more than the other.

"Mo Zihan, do you have itchy skin, and you still want to be beaten after graduation, right? Lan Lingyue threw away the cigarette in his hand, slowly stood up, and the little brother behind him also stepped forward.

Fighting, Mo Zihan has always been the master of "only afraid of newcomers, not veterans", and he is still in front of Shirley, how can he drop the chain.

"I don't believe it yet, I have the ability to go together!"

Mo Zihan was just ready to fight, and a slender hand gently grasped his arm. It's like a lion that has just come out of its cage and is put in a luxurious cage full of fluff by the keeper.

"Xiao Mo, shall we go over there for a walk?" Mo Zihan looked down and saw Shirley sitting on the ground, holding himself with one hand and pointing to the woods across the stream with the other.

Shirley tilted her head and looked at herself with a pair of watery eyes. Mo Zihan's heart at this time was like a dry rice field being filled with a clear spring, and he nodded like a good child.

Mo Zihan took Shirley, stepped on small stones across the stream, and trotted all the way into the woods. Only Lan Lingyue and his junior brothers were left in a daze.

The mountains and forests under the moon are quiet and beautiful, the sky is full of sparkling stars, like the Milky Way paved with fine quicksand lying on the deep blue sky, and a little silver light is sprinkled on the two people walking in the forest.

"Xiao Mo, thank you for helping me out just now. Shirley just said with her face facing the ground.

Being able to walk alone with Shirley at night is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Mo Zihan.

"No, I haven't thanked you yet, if you hadn't stopped me, I wouldn't have been their opponent if they were on the line together. Mo Zihan scratched the back of his head with a smirk.

"Do you think fighting will solve the problem?" asked Shirley, still with her head down.

"Uh~~" Mo Zihan choked on his throat with the sudden question on his back, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

As the two walked along, they had unconsciously passed through the woods and came to the side of a grassy hillside.

In front of the mountain is the brightly lit W City, July 15th, at 9 o'clock in the evening, at this time W City is in the time of thousands of lights, neon shining moments.

The two of them stood on the side of the hill, looking at everything familiar in front of them.

The moonlight shines like a streamer on this city surrounded by mountains and the confluence of three rivers, and the breeze blows in the face, mixed with a little summer heat, "squeak", and there is a noisy cicada behind him.

"Xiao Mo, do you know, in fact, I envy you. Shirley finally raised her head, looked at Mo Zihan beside her and said, "You have lofty ideals, a heart that is eager for adventure and loves to explore. It's just ......" Shirley choked suddenly.

"Just what?" it was rare to hear Shirley talk about herself, and of course Mo Zihan had to ask further.

It's just that now you always feel that you are trapped by reality, which is why the ideal is so far away. And it seems to me that you just lack a chance to push yourself into a corner, and one day after that, you will surely discover a landscape that no one else has ever seen. ”

Shirley's eyes radiated a rare firmness.

Mo Zihan had never seen such a serious Shirley, and the girl in front of him seemed to have helped him see the future.

"Haha, Shirley, you're embarrassed to talk about me, let's talk about you. Mo Zihan smiled and said, "Didn't you say at that time that you also have your own ideals." ”

Shirley lowered her head again, took a few steps forward, the bright moonlight reflected on her beautiful face, she raised her head, looking at the starry sky, like an ancient girl who married far away and missed her relatives in her hometown.

"My mother is a nurse who works in the city's No. 1 hospital, and my father is the head of the hospital department and a special doctor, and countless patients have been cured by my father's hands. My dad has a lot of pressure at work, and he has always had the habit of smoking, and every time I see him, he never leaves his cigarette. Finally, when I was 16 years old, my father was diagnosed with lung cancer, and my mother ......"

Speaking of this, Shirley's voice choked, and the tears in the corners of her eyes glowed with silver white light, which was particularly poignant under the glow of the moonlight.

Mo Zihan touched his forehead, he didn't know how to deal with this situation, he slowly approached Shirley, stretched out his hand to comfort the girl he had liked for four years, but flinched again.

Shirley continued: "Mom and her colleagues in the hospital helped Dad think of a lot of treatments, but in the end nothing helped, a person who treats others all day long, but in the end he can't overcome the disease, and Mom is just a nurse who knows how to take care of patients, and she can't do anything when she sees her husband fall in front of her." But Mom wasn't deterred by this, and I saw Dad give Mom a note before leaving. From there, my mother quit her job as a nurse, went home and opened my father's medical books, and studied medicine every day. ”

Shirley suddenly turned around and faced Mo Zihan, at this time, in addition to tears, Shirley's eyes were more hope and expectation.

"My mother told me that I must carry on my father's legacy and use my hands to heal those who are plagued by diseases. My dad died of lung cancer, so I hate seeing people smoke, my ideal, my ideal is to learn all the art in this world, and use my own way to protect my friends and the people I love!"

Shirley's tone was unprecedentedly excited, although there were tears in the corners of her eyes, it could make Mo Zihan feel a sense of righteousness that was rare in a girl.

At this moment, Mo Zihan realized that the reason why he liked Shirley was not only because of her outstanding appearance, but also because of the kindness and justice exuded by this girl.

"Trust me, Shirley, you will definitely be able to do it!" Mo Zihan's hand, at this moment, finally fell bravely on Shirley's shoulder.

The two of them stood under the starry sky of the summer night, with the endless flow of W City in front of them, the slightest moonlight sprinkled, and the shadows behind them were stretched long and close.