On the evening of April 29, 2016

"Alas~"

At night, the young man who watched the sea alone had a lonely look in his eyes and was thoughtless. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He is very tall, about 1.8 meters, with his hands in his trouser pockets, his back and legs straight, and he knows at a glance that he is the kind of figure that looks particularly good in a suit.

The face shape of young people is the kind of narrow face shape that is popular nowadays, that is, the kind of small face that does not appear big when photogenic, and the cheekbones are narrow from the cheekbones to the chin.

A pair of eyes are not big, but the eyes are dark and bright, and the look is between lazy and sharp, just right, not obtrusive.

The tip of the nose is not large, but it is somewhat fleshy, and the lip shape is relatively full, which is not very good-looking, but it does not affect the overall appearance.

The young man had been blowing cold air on this unknown beach for nearly two hours, during which he sneezed several times, but he still had no intention of leaving.

There was nothing to do, nothing to think about, and the feelings of the future were only vague in his heart.

There are always people who support them, there are always people who care, so why should I care?

So, the young man came to the beach and emptied his brain.

The quiet sea at night is the most beautiful existence, like a dream, but also like a mother......

"Alas~"

A silent sigh came from nowhere, it was the ringing of the mobile phone.

No, the young man's mobile phone ringtone was not a sigh, just an ordinary song, but he somehow heard the 'voice' of a sigh from it. Like his sigh every time he sees the sea.

'Who is it?' ’

The young man's sensitive brain quickly swept over several people, it was definitely not them, they didn't have such a weak feeling, it was a sigh of disappointment and confusion, and the young man was sure that it came from a woman.

Without glancing at the phone, but so many guesses were made, the young man's conjecture made people feel not surprised but helpless.

His family is very helpless about this, a child who never knows what he is thinking, this is the evaluation of young people by most family members.

It's not good, it's more bad, but he's really a neat and smart person, so it's not a big deal.

When I opened my phone, I saw the information reminder of Weibo at first glance, and when I opened the comment, I only saw one word 'Alas~'. This is a private microblog of young people, and not many people know about it.

Glancing at the commented Weibo again, the young man immediately replied: "Why? ”

“……”

"Why?"

“……”

“……”

"Why?"

“…… Just follow your feelings, can't you ignore it? ”

"No way!"

"You don't want to be disturbed?"

"But sometimes I think, like now."

"Well, because of helplessness."

"Why do you say helpless instead of sad?"

“……”

"Do you know me?"

"I don't know."

"Okay, it's just helpless, please don't ask."

"It's okay to be helpless, who are you?"

"Can't you just treat me as a Haruka vanilla?"

"But you're not, I think you're a sea breeze vine."

"You mean I'm not a fan of yours."

"Not exactly, you may like my feelings, but you don't like me as a person, or more accurately, you don't like my appearance."

"You are handsome, handsome, that's recognized. How do you know I don't like it? ”

"There's no reason, it's just feeling."

"Huh~ Then I have to congratulate you, your feeling is very correct."

"Would you like to hear how I feel better?"

“…… Nope."

"Well, I'll have a chance to say it later."

"Later?"

"Chat between friends."

"We've only been talking for a while, why do you think we're friends?"

"Because it's the same in our hearts. Your sigh is not just for that one Weibo, but for all of my Weibo. ”

"That's how you feel more right?"

"Not exactly, you're in S City. Is S City warm now? ”

“…… You seem to feel everything......"

"Maybe, I think you're like a southern girl, and a big city hip girl."

"Can I disagree?"

"Yes. But it's not good to not recognize the facts. ”

"You seem to trust your feelings, huh?"

"Yes, I've always been right."

"And what do you do if you're wrong?"

"Then take what is wrong as right."

"That's a strong word."

"No, I don't make sense of it."

"Then how do you turn something wrong into a right one?"

"You have too many questions, have a good chat."

"If you don't ask, you won't talk about it!"

"You're too stubborn, you're stalking, your boyfriend doesn't love you, so you come to my Weibo to vent."

“……”

A few seconds later, it was estimated that the other party had gone offline, and the young man turned off his mobile phone.

He is a film and television actor named Yun Yeyao, who has just become popular in recent years. His fan is called Haruka Vanilla.

Haruka vanilla is a legendary herb that can prolong life when eaten. Fans use this vanilla to describe Yun Yeyao as having both external and internal appearance, and is an actor who combines strength and idol.

And the first word of Yao Vanilla is also the last word of Yun Ye Yao.

But he prefers to call himself Yun Haiyou, and the person who really understands him is called Haifeng Teng.

Because the Sea Breeze Vine is light, fragile, and easy to break, Yun Yeyao feels that the Sea Breeze Vine is almost a portrayal of himself.

Yun Yeyao has a nickname that only he and his father use - Xiao You, and as for the imaginary other half of Xiao Zuo, he has long since gone with his mother.

Yun Yeyao has always believed that his mother and Xiao Zuo live on the other side of the ocean in the northern city of W City, where he lives.

Therefore, whenever he has time, he will come to the beach to look at it from afar, especially at night, he likes the silence of the night and the evening breeze, which can make him more awake.

Many times, Yun Yeyao likes to fall asleep slightly drunk, but it is hoped that after crossing the sea, he can sleep soundly without being drunk. That's why he loved the sea even more.

Fortunately, my hometown is a seaside city, and I can often see the sea at night.

It was already late at night, and Yun Yeyao's mobile phone rang several times, it was the agent who called him.

didn't want to embarrass the agent too much, so Yun Yeyao finally picked up the phone.

"Hey~ I'm Yun Haiyou."

"Didn't you say that you didn't mention the name outside?"

It's my father's voice, and I guess the agent can't get through and call his father, and it seems that my father doesn't like to bring a mobile phone or hasn't changed.

Yun Yeyao's father is a novelist and screenwriter who usually works late, and his agent is a well-informed middle-aged woman who has now become Yun Yeyao's stepmother, in addition to taking care of his acting career, she is also his father's assistant and secretary.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Yun Yeyao didn't answer his father's question, and asked directly.

“… You hurry back, Aunt Hui is anxious to find you to confirm tomorrow's itinerary. ”

"Won't you be able to do it tomorrow morning?"

"You still have the face to say?! It's past ten o'clock now, Aunt Hui has been looking for you for a whole day, this time the itinerary is urgent, and you will leave early tomorrow morning, you don't know! ”

“…… I don't want to go ......."

"What?!" The father on the other end of the line was shocked.

"I don't want to act anymore, I want to travel around the country and find a career that suits me."

"Stinky boy, talk crazy things all day long, what can you do if you don't act?!"

The voice on the other end of the phone was unconsciously amplified several times, and Yun Yeyao had to take the phone away from his ear so that it would not deaf his ears.

Father's anger lasted for several minutes, and Yun Yeyao spoke again, but this time he said to cater to his father's words: "Dad, I'm sorry, I just said casually, I'll come back ......"

After speaking, without waiting for the father on the other end of the phone to answer, he hung up the phone first.

The coolness in his heart was expanding slightly, and Yun Yeyao silently put the phone into his pants pocket, raised his head and closed his eyes.

The night breeze seemed to have stopped, and Yun Yeyao stood for a few more minutes, feeling worse and worse, and he simply ran along the beach.

Running hard, with all his strength, he didn't stop until he was out of breath, his hands on his knees while gasping for breath in the cool air of the night, Yun Yeyao finally felt better.

After his breathing was even, Yun Yeyao walked slowly towards his car, he never drove a car, but rode a mountain bike.

One is because he naturally hates the smell of gasoline, and the other is because he likes the feeling of the wind blowing around him.

At night, the sea is still so quiet, and in the distance connecting the beach, inky figures and inky bicycles speed away together, blending into the edge of the city.