The night hadn't completely darkened, but the neon lights of the roadside storefronts had already lit up. It's not yet night, but there are already roadside stalls and vendors giving some relief to the city's relaxed people. Deserted by day and singing at night, it may have become the city's last place of relaxation.

I carried my beloved guitar on my back and walked slowly along this road with no end in sight. Couples and pedestrians on the road hurried and walked against me. I tried my best to avoid the pedestrians rushing towards me, and kept whispering sorry on my lips, but I was very irritated inside. Finally, after almost 10 minutes, I finally walked to where I worked.

I forgot to introduce, I'm singing in a bar now, and it's the resident singer who says it's good, and it's not as good as a showman. But I love my job, really, really much.

Standing on the stairs in front of the bar, watching the passers-by below, I lit a cigarette and squatted there and smoked slowly. Less than half a time, the bell at the door of the bar alerted me that someone had come out, and I moved to the side without looking back, continuing to taste the bitterness.

I waited a long time and didn't see anyone moving around before I looked back. Suddenly found out that it was a big acquaintance. He is my college classmate and roommate and everything related to me, my brother and my best friend, I call him Lao Zhao, real name Zhao Jianjun. At the same time, he was also the owner behind this bar and a celebrity in the school at the time. I really didn't expect to meet such a busy person here. While I was still wondering why he had arrived, a familiar voice rang in my ears again.

"Hey, I said, you haven't seen me for so long and haven't missed me, won't you call? I'm still taking time out of my busy schedule to come and see you, Li Ran, you're a psychopath. You said you don't have a beard, why do you have such long braids, it's not like your style. Zhao Jianjun said with disdain on his face. I'm used to everything he does, but I'm a little embarrassed at this point. I stroked my shoulder-length braids and didn't speak, turning back and continuing to look at the pedestrians on the side of the road.

Zhao Jianjun didn't continue to ask questions, but walked up to my side, squatted down like me, and looked at the people on the side of the road like me. "Bring me a cigarette." I turned my head to look at him and said, "Big boss, I might not be used to smoking this cigarette." As soon as the words fell, Zhao Jianjun snatched the cigarette butt that was about to burn out in my hand, took a hard breath, and sighed: "I didn't expect the taste of this cigarette to change, and it can't be compared with the original." I smiled and didn't speak. But in my heart, I thought: the taste of smoke has not changed, but we have experienced more and the feeling has changed.

I turned my head to look at him and said, "Why are you free to come here today?" He lowered his head and didn't look at me, but put out the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and said slowly: "First, I miss you, and second, I've been a little tired lately, and I want to come and chat with you, by the way, I haven't heard you sing for a long time, and I'm looking forward to your masterpiece tonight." I smiled and nodded, and put my hand on his shoulder, and the two of us didn't speak, just watching the pedestrians on the side of the road crouching silently.

After a while, I saw that the time was almost up, so I got up and said, "Let's go, it's almost time, let's go in." Zhao Jianjun nodded and walked in with me. At this time, there were quite a few people in the bar, most of whom I had seen, so I smiled and nodded to them, which was considered to have been said hello.

I've been singing here for a long time, from strangeness at the beginning to familiarity, and finally like a confidant, I sing their hearts, and they feel their own world. The bar is small, unlike the bouncy bars, and this is probably the quietest place in the busiest part of the city. I watched as the people sitting in their seats slowly sipped their wines and enjoyed the quiet time.

While I was still thinking, a familiar voice sounded in my ears, and when I looked back, I found that it was the waiter here, and he was also one of my few friends here, and I called him Xiao Wang. "Brother Ran, it's here. What song are you going to sing today? Xiao Wang said to me with a smile. He's a student at the university next door to the bar, and he's my junior too. Looking at him, I can remember all the good things about my college life. I also smiled and nodded, and said, "Your boss is here tonight, so I have to serve him well." Before the words were finished, Zhao Jianjun came to my side and said, "Hey, let's speak ill of me again." Xiao Wang, go get busy, don't worry about him. With that, he put his arm around my neck and led me to the bar. Naturally, he walked into the bar and whispered, "Sir, may I ask what you need to drink?" I touched my stomach a little by his actions, and I touched my beard and said, "Just water, forget that I don't drink." Zhao Jianjun nodded and poured me a glass of water, poured himself another glass of wine, raised the glass, touched it with me, and drank it all.

I looked at Zhao Jianjun's figure and found that there was less immaturity in college and more dust. I found myself getting used to this strange and familiar feeling, because no one is the same.

Zhao Jianjun looked really tired, he reached out and loosened his tie, and poured wine and kept drinking, as if only by numbing himself with alcohol could he get a trace of respite. After Zhao Jianjun drank a few more glasses, he began to tell me about the events during this period. I didn't say anything and listened all the time, and I knew that this man didn't need comfort, all he needed was someone who didn't need to speak and could talk to his heart. During this period, when I heard about his experience, I felt a little unbelievable, a person who had just graduated a few years ago, had to carry the fate of the whole family. I took a sip of water, which was kind of suppressed. As soon as I looked up, I found Zhao Jianjun looking at me with red eyes, and said slowly: "Li Ran, come and help me." I need your help now, and I really can't handle it myself. I looked at Zhao Jianjun's red eyes and didn't speak, just looked at him silently. Suddenly, Zhao Jianjun grabbed my collar like crazy and said angrily: "Li Ran, wake up, how long do you want to forget the past." It's time to put it down, do you want to stay in this little bar for the rest of your life and sing? This is not like the Li Ran I know. I gently pulled his hand away, straightened his collar and said, "You know what I want." "But..."

Before I finished speaking, Xiao Wang suddenly came to my side at this time and said to Zhao Jianjun: "Boss, the guests can't wait for Brother Ran to sing, why don't you let Brother Ran finish singing first." "Zhao Jianjun didn't look at Xiao Wang, just kept staring at me. I turned my head and nodded to Xiao Wang, signaling him to come right away. "Okay, let's talk about this later, didn't you say that you want to hear me sing, what do you want to hear?" I touched my nose and said. Zhao Jianjun suddenly shook his head with a smile, and said to me: "Okay, then you can give me the first one, I don't want to find it, I want to hear this one." I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly I felt a little embarrassed. Because of this song, in my heart, I have locked it up with an old storage box.

In this way, a key quietly helped me open a storage box that had been blocked for a long time. At the same time, it also reminds me of my long-forgotten past. I nodded to Zhao Jianjun, picked up the guitar on the table, and walked to the singing stage.

"Hello everyone, I'm still your old friend Li Ran, and then I'll bring you a song, the name is not looking for it, this song is for my best friend, thank you." I said, looking at the people sitting below. Then I picked up my guitar and adjusted it familiarly, and when I was ready, I played and sang to myself.

I sat in the corner

Watch the neon flashes

The city is as lonely as ever

I know my world

There's no more of you anymore

After so many years

It should also be forgotten

Weak from time to time

I always want to be free

My long-overdue love

Where are you?

Sometimes open arms

You know how vulnerable you are

Start getting used to hiding

No more thinking

I don't look for it, I can't find it

What are you still thinking?

The world has gone mad

Don't torture yourself

Don't look for what you can't find

God has been so busy

She'll always come

Look no further

...

I sang this song very carefully, and even some places have gone out of tune. But I still sing it with my heart, this song is not sung to others, it is sung to me, it is to give me a little relief in the depths of my heart that has been blocked for a long time. However, when you try harder and more you want to be perfect, when the unexpected happens, things don't go your way. I stopped at a mistake I shouldn't have made, and the long silence made the bar seem quiet and intimidating. Before I knew it, my tears were slowly falling, and I tried to lower my head so that people wouldn't see me like this. But at this moment, I saw in my teary eyes that there was a person sitting in the darkest and most unnoticed part of the bar, very much like an old person, and I tried to merge the images in my mind to realize that it was really her.

At that time, my brain was blank, and I lost the most basic thinking, I slowly lowered my head, tears still kept falling, and I was still hesitating, was it her? Did I recognize the wrong person, how could it be her, how could she appear. A series of questions exploded in my mind and made me panic. Suddenly, there was strong applause in the quiet bar, and I clearly remembered that it was Zhao Jianjun who was clapping vigorously, and kept saying good, like crazy. I looked at him with tears in my eyes and suddenly felt incredible. At this time, the whole bar seemed to be driven by him, and they applauded one after another, and I looked at them and was very moved. But I still didn't have the courage to look at the familiar stranger over there.

After I calmed down, I pretended to be relaxed and said to everyone: "I'm sorry, I'm not in a good state today, next time I'm making amends, go first, you guys have fun." With that, I grabbed my guitar and ran to the door like I was dodging the end of the world. Yes, I'm scared. The volcano, which had been closed in the depths of your heart, suddenly burst into flames, bursting with terrifying magma and piercing your heart.

I carried my guitar on my back, pretending to be relaxed on the surface, and walked out with my head down. On the short walk out of the bar, my mind went blank, as if I were on the march of the walking dead. But even if he struggles inside, instinct can't avoid it. Through the faint light reflected in the dim mirror, I noticed that she kept looking back at me, as if waiting for me to rush back. But I can't. I shook my head, walked to the door, and slammed the door away.

When I got out on the street, I suddenly found that I didn't know where to go, and the huge world highlighted me as a place in the extraordinary. I walked to the familiar place and crouched, lit a cigarette familiarly, looked at the crowd familiarly, and found that all this suddenly became unfamiliar now.

The light bell at the door rang again, and Zhao Jianjun walked to my side and squatted down, and said silently: "Li Ran, some things should really come out." I went through so much at the beginning, but I didn't defeat you, but now when things come to you again, you can only face it. Whether it's escapism or pursuing the perfection in your heart, I want to hear your opinion now, if you say you don't want to see it, okay I won't pay attention to it, but I advise you, let's go and have a good chat. "I looked at his sincere face, and suddenly realized that I was really not human, I had been living in my own heart, but I didn't see that all of them cared about me.

I said in a wooden voice: "Lao Zhao, I think you know what I went through at the beginning and how much I put in. A person who is really dead in his heart is not supposed to be revealing his heart, and that's really hard for me, really hard. Zhao Jianjun helped me on the shoulder with understanding, but touched my long braid incredibly and said: "I know, this is difficult, of course I know what I experienced at the beginning, but after all, people still have to continue a new life, and they can't always live in the shadow of the beginning." This time, she took the initiative to contact me and called me when she came back from abroad to ask about you. The past is gone, go sit and chat as if you are an old friend. "I didn't say a word, I stood there overwhelmed. At this time, Zhao Jianjun took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and stuffed it into my mouth, and then lit another one himself, and we didn't speak, standing silently and smoking.

I don't have this feeling for a long time, I remember the last time Lao Zhao lit me a cigarette like this, it was after drinking too much at that class reunion, and he didn't light it for a long time after getting drunk, he stuffed it into my mouth in this way. I'm slowly trying to make time slower, but it's still a bit unsatisfactory.

In the end, I stepped on the cigarette butt fiercely, raised my head and asked, "Lao Zhao, don't you think I'm hypocritical?" Maybe my question is a little incredible, Zhao Jianjun was stunned for a while, and suddenly hugged me and whispered in my ear: "Brother, although I haven't experienced what happened to you, what I have seen is that it can defeat a person like this, and it can be regarded as completing its task." After listening to this, I pushed Lao Zhao away, smashed him with a hammer, and suddenly laughed out loud. When he saw me like this, he laughed along with me. The pedestrians on the side of the road looked at us like this, looking at us with a look of incomprehension.

I know that Lao Zhao has understood, and I want to try to face this matter again. He was so happy that he was touched by me, and I could tell in his eyes that he was really happy for me. I took a hard breath and handed him the guitar I was hanging on my shoulder, as if to lift the weight off my body. It was then that I realized that there would really be people who could feel my pain, maybe people who had not experienced it would laugh at me, and people who were really hurt would express themselves in various ways to try to be free.

The plane flew over both of us, and I smiled at him and said, "Don't you believe I'm pretending to be here to deal with you?" Zhao Jianjun didn't speak, turned around and walked to the door of the bar, pointed to the store sign and said to me: "Do you know why I changed his name to Passby?" Because I want people to come to this bar and think about it, are they going to miss it? It seems to me that I am just passing by to meet him again next time. After speaking, Zhao Jianjun pushed the door open, made a false gesture and said, "Mr. Li, please!" "I looked at his behavior, pretending not to care on the surface, but in fact I was very moved inside, and I knew that he was there to relieve me of the pressure. I smiled and nodded, and asked, "Xiao Zhao, am I handsome now?" Without waiting for him to reply to me, I walked in with an arrow.