It was already past nine o'clock when I returned to Robben's inn, and the tourists were still indulging in the beautiful night view of Xitang, and the inn was not busy at the moment. Robben, Shen Yan'er and a woman with a dusty temperament sat opposite each other. Robben looked gloomy and smoked a cigarette, without saying a word, Shen Yan'er looked at Robben with pity in his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be dripping.

"Sister Ye Wei, long time no see." I walked over and sat opposite Ye Wei, Ye Wei slowly raised her head, her eyes were red, obviously crying. It's hard for me to double her with the woman who drank and walked the world in the ancient town of Yuzhi two years ago.

"Xiao Chen? You've changed a lot. "Ye Wei looked at me, I always felt that she was no longer the girl we ridiculed sexy, but became an urban intellectual woman. Yan'er walked to the back kitchen and brought out the food and put it on the table, served it to everyone, and then said in a gentle voice: "Okay, okay, everyone eats first, and we will talk about it tomorrow!" Everyone at the table tacitly agreed not to speak and eat, but in fact, the food did not know the taste.

Later, after everyone finished eating this slightly depressing meal, Shen Yan'er packed up the leftovers and returned to the back kitchen to wash the dishes. The inn was already full, so Shen Yan'er hung up the sign that it was closed, and the four of them sat in the inn, the atmosphere was quiet and terrifying, and the only thing that could be heard was the laughter of the tourists outside the door and the breathing of the four people. Not far away, the art bar opened for business, and in front of you was the world of lights and music, the sea of tourists and bands. The quiet crowd listening to the songs, the lyrical singing of the singers, and the thick melancholy aroma of wine set off half of the street as literary and artistic, and Robben felt that such an atmosphere was not a solution, and said: "Let's go have some bar!"

We sat down at a four-person table by the water, served a few jugs of wine, and enjoyed the magnetic voice of the singer on stage while eating. Robben Yewei and I drank the famous local rice wine in Jiashan, and after a while, I felt that my face was red to the root of my ears. Shen Yan'er is a quiet girl, she doesn't drink, she drags her chin to look at the depressed Robben who occasionally turns her head and sings.

At the halftime, the singer asked on stage: "Dear audience and friends, this night is so beautiful, thank you for your company, now I sincerely invite the friends sitting on stage to sing, do you have any friends who are willing to express their emotions with their singing voices?"

Suddenly, Ye Wei stood up and walked towards the stage, Ye Wei was already slender and sexy, with a handsome face, under the influence of alcohol just now, Ye Wei's face became more and more pink, delicate. Ye Wei's appearance amazed the guests in the Qing bar, and they listened to each other in the booth with great expectations. Ye Wei walked onto the stage and sat in front of the microphone, the lights shining beside her, like a snow lotus in the world. Ye Wei chose a ballad, which was sung by the landlord's cat "I Can", the soothing prelude sounded, and the crowd quieted down, Ye Wei's voice was very good, and she grasped the rhythm of the song in place, as for the emotion, it was more real, and the song moistened the listener's cochlea like a trickle:

I can accompany you to see the stars

Needless to say

I'm going to be with you

I don't want to be separated from you again

How I want to be beautiful every time

It's because of you

I can accompany you to see the stars

Needless to say

I'm going to be with you

I don't want to be separated from you again

…………

After Ye Wei finished singing, the audience on the stage was still immersed in her gentle voice and sadness, and it was not until Ye Wei walked off the stage and the singer came on stage to adjust the microphone that the audience reacted and applauded violently. Ye Wei didn't laugh because of the applause, but picked up glass after glass of wine and drank it all, Robben and I didn't persuade her, so we let her vent. Later, late at night, the ancient town of Xitang also fell into tranquility, Robben carried the drunk and sleepy Ye Wei back to the inn room and came out to sit with me on the steps in front of the inn to smoke, Shen Yan'er took care of Ye Wei in the room, changing clothes and quilts for her. Shen Yan'er walked out of Ye Wei's inn, tidied up the chairs and stools in the inn, cleaned the floor, checked the accounts, and then walked gently to Luo himself and said, "You two go and rest, tomorrow's things ............" Shen Yan'er didn't finish speaking, and she couldn't find the right words to describe what was going to happen tomorrow. After Robben finished smoking, he habitually threw the cigarette butt under his feet and ravaged it vigorously until the cigarette butt was torn into cotton wool. We got up and went back to the inn, turned off the lights, and went back to our rooms to wait for the sunrise tomorrow.

The early morning light shone in through the wooden window of the inn and shone on my face, and when I went downstairs after washing, Ye Wei and Robben were already waiting in the hall of the inn. Ye Wei's hand was wrapped around a square object. Tacitly silent, I, Ye Wei, and Robben are on Robben's second-hand public again. I sat in the co-pilot, leaving Ye Wei alone in the back seat holding the object without saying a word. We are going to the beach, and there is no sea in Jiashan, so Robben went all the way to the seaside of Jinshan Petrochemical at high speed.

Nearly an hour away, in a trance. In the morning, the entertainment facilities on the beach are still covered by greenhouses, and there are no tourists, only two cleaners bending down to pick up garbage while laughing. The sun turns the sea level into gold, and before the morning tide begins, the tide caresses the reef meekly, like the sea sleeping, emitting a faint and gentle breath. We found a corner away from the playground, the sea breeze blowing the three of us, Ye Wei's long hair fluttering in the wind like the cloth covering the object she was holding carefully.

"You say, if, I mean if, if I hadn't been so anxious to get married, wouldn't Qiao Yuan have died, if it weren't for me, would he still be teaching in the place where he sits in the Sky City?" Ye Wei's lips trembled as she spoke, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, down her cheeks and down the reef, penetrating in.

Robben and I didn't speak, Robben took out a cigarette from his bag and lit it in the sea breeze. Robben smoked half, the wind pumped half, Robben was depressed, and this sea breeze may also be rendered sad by the atmosphere. I know that Ye Wei and Qiao Yuan are together, and when we left Yuzhu Ancient Town, we each left WeChat. Most of the updates in my WeChat circle of friends are good nonsensical jokes. And Ye Wei and Qiao Yuan also updated what they saw and heard from the rain stop, they encountered a landslide and detoured the road, they arrived in Sichuan to play in Chengdu, and arrived at 318 zero kilometers to sign the two of them to check in, they even went south from Xindu Bridge to Batang, Daocheng went to Aden, and went all the way north to Zuogong, and went west to Lhasa along the Basu road section............

On that long 5,000-kilometer road, the Sichuan-Tibet line is the most wonderful section, from Chengdu, the land of abundance of basin culture to Lhasa, Tibet, with plateau style, the scenery along the way is ever-changing, colorful, every year there are countless people in different ways to embark on the Sichuan-Tibet line, self-driving, hitchhiking, cycling, hiking. This "Chinese Landscape Avenue" carries the precious memories of countless people, and also witnesses the germination of love between Ye Wei and Qiao Yuan.

During that time, Ye Wei and Qiao Yuan supported each other, helped each other, understood and appreciated each other, and naturally they were together. I vaguely remember that day, when the two of them arrived in Tibet, in front of the sacred Potala Palace, the setting sun shone on their faces, crossing a layer of gentle halo. Qiao Yuan kissed Ye Wei's cheek, Ye Wei's shy eyes were joyful, the photo of the two was officially announced in the circle of friends, Robben and I both offered blessings, Qiao Yuan and Ye Wei were naturally happy to share the sweetness of love with us. Later, they spent a lot of time visiting Tibet, Jokhang Temple, Bajiao Street, Drepung Temple, Sera Temple, Canggu Temple, Jiama Palace, Namtso Tomb of King Zang, Qingpu Cultivation Site, Minzhulin Temple, Diaolou Ruins, Knot Luola Snow Mountain............ In the photo, the two are smiling. Qiao Yuan got his wish and stayed in Tibet to become a teacher, while Ye Wei was also ready to leave for Jinan to rest and start another journey across China. On the day of separation, the two posted a circle of friends together:

Stick to each other,

each of them makes their own efforts,

Wait until the ideal is completed,

The two stayed together for the rest of their lives

All my good wishes for the future,

I want to spend it with you

The picture of the circle of friends is a photo of Qiao Yuan and Ye Wei facing the sunset on the high mountain, with their fingers interlocked, and the two of them are wearing Tibetan silver couple rings. Robben commented: When I got married, I drove from Zhejiang to pick up my relatives, don't dislike my bad car. Ye Wei replied: You just came on a shared bicycle, and we all treated you as a guest. I commented: I am a poor student, and Qiao Yuan will help me reimburse the fare. Qiao Yuan replied: Xiao Chen, if you want to go back and forth, the ticket will definitely be reimbursed. The four of them commented and chatted for a long time in the circle of friends, and began to look forward to the next meeting of the four of them was the beautiful wedding of Qiao Yuan and Ye Wei. What we didn't expect was that our next meeting would be in such a way. Ye Wei took off the cloth, and an urn appeared, and on the urn was a black and white photo of Qiao Yuan. The optimistic man who once grinned in our memories has become the deceased at this moment. I, Robben, Ye Wei and Qiao Yuan's urn met by the sea, not a wedding but a funeral and a final farewell to Qiao Yuan's soul.

"Robben, is it my fault that you said all this, if I had been stubborn at the beginning, if I hadn't compromised with my family and had to get married a few years later, would Qiao Yuan still be playing with Tibetan children in the school playground at this moment? It's all me, it's all my willfulness, it's all my willfulness, if I think about Qiao Yuan more, if I don't cry, he won't come back. Ye Wei squatted on the ground and cried loudly, her body trembling. The sun jumped out of the sea level and the sun was shining, scattered on Qiao Yuan's urn, shining on the black and white posthumous photo, I seemed to see Qiao Yuan, the Qiao Yuan who was shining at night in Cafe 31.