Sure enough, two hours later, Du Qing returned. Originally, he suggested that he go grocery shopping alone, but the two of us insisted on following him with great interest. In this way, the evening feast was planned and completed by the three of us together, including the preparation of the menu, the procurement of raw materials, the creative dishes and the division of labor, all of which were clearly assigned, and the three of them talked and laughed, as if they had returned to the time when the three of us ran the magazine together.

Du Qing is more cheerful than in college, always smiling, and his voice is much louder, the image of the melancholy poet in the past is gone, I guess he may be in love. Although I also thought that it might be difficult to find someone who could reconcile with him in Shengzhou.

Du Qing didn't know how to cook before, but after graduation, he lived alone in the county, which forced him to learn a few hands, and Bao Lina would have been able to cook two times and three-legged cats, so with the two of them in charge, everything will be fine, I'm just going to start.

There are still several bottles of fine Shaoxing wine in Du Qing's house, all of which are rare "five-year-old" wines of that era, and one of the ten-year-old wines is actually exclusively for export. In addition to Shaoxing wine, there is a large box of beer, and I think that Shaoxing wine alone can already get us all drunk.

Du Qing also said happily: "Let's have a drink tonight, it's rare to meet someone who can talk well in this bird place, not to mention an old friend of the literary club, so you have to have a good drink." Let me tell you, last time Chen Yifan came to see me, the two of us killed four bottles of rice wine, and went to see the sunrise in Yanxi in the early morning. By the way, when we've had enough, I'll have to take you to see the sunrise. ”

I know that Du Qing is probably very lonely here, after all, there are very few people here who talk to him about Sylvia Plath, and there are not many people who even talk about Haizi.

Speaking of Du Qing, although there are no household appliances here, there is a tape recorder, we drank while listening to Du Qing's songs, and the interesting thing is that the tape he played was Alan Tam's "Night Weiyang".

"Gently step in the moonlight

It's like walking in your heart

After a sad parting that year

No one drank with me anymore

The flying flowers are as light as fog, but the wind blows

After all, things are like smoke

The drizzle is as sorrowful as forgetting to see clearly

There is affection in your eyes."

The song is so moving that we can't help but hum it, and it's so sad that we can't help but drink more and more in the song.

I'm sure no matter how many years have passed, I will remember this night. Outside the open window, the cool breeze of the summer night blew like water, and we sang and talked like a dream with mellow wine and sad songs. Ten years from now, our topic would have been ridiculously naïve, and in the future, no one would be able to talk so loudly about Li Shangwen's hazy poems and Marquez's magical plots.

Bao Lina's face turned red after drinking for a while, although her alcohol consumption should be good, at least in my experience, but this time she was a little overwhelmed and depressed. After a while, she got up and changed a cassette tape, which was Jacky Cheung's "Love You More Every Day" that she brought herself. When the song sounded, we stopped humming, and I don't know why, why it sounded so sad, so sad that we could only drink alcohol.

Yes, I love you a little more every day, more and more, heavier and heavier, until it finally makes it difficult for people to walk.

Later, Du Qing said that he was going to buy cigarettes, and I said that I also wanted to go out for a walk. The two of us walked slowly along the fence of the neighborhood.

Du Qing suddenly asked, "How are you and Li Yun doing now?"

I said fine.

Du Qing said again: "Bao Lina likes you very much, you should know." ”

I nodded and said, "I know." ”

Du Qing hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Do you really like Li Yun?"

I didn't answer, and continued to walk in silence.

Du Qing said: "This kind of thing is quite annoying, but don't hesitate anymore, it will end when it should end, and start when it should begin." Forget it, don't talk about it, I'm also nonsense, I drank too much, and I don't know what to say. ”

I said I see what you mean, how is your job over here?

Du Qing smiled bitterly and said: "Work is not important, for me it is just a tool to make a living, here, I just feel a little lonely, it is difficult to meet friends like you again." To be honest, I miss that time when I was in school, when I felt like I was living a real life. ”

"Live really?" I silently recited Du Qing's words, and suddenly felt that more than ten years later, what kind of reality would I live in. Or, who am I who I am as a person who is not real? Is it the Zhou Xu with an inexplicable scar on his body?

"Yes, live authentically. So, Zhou Xu, if you want to love and love really, I think you sometimes give me the feeling of living in a dream, very weird feeling, right? Reading your poems, I also have this strange feeling. It's beautiful, it's magical, but it's also unreal. ”

Du Qing said, suddenly remembered something, and asked me, "Do you remember?" Last time, you had a classmate who came to my dormitory together, and his name was Zhao Xiaoxuan, right?"

I said yes, it's called Zhao Xiaoxuan.

"At that time, I fell in love with her at first sight, but now I say it's okay, and I don't know why, I think that girl is very tempting, and it gives me a very stubborn and sincere feeling. But I thought she liked you a lot at the time, and then you and her-"

I said that Zhao Xiaoxuan should already have a boyfriend by now.

Du Qing sighed, and I asked again: "By the way, I forgot to ask, do you have a girlfriend now?"

Du Qing nodded, "um", as if he was reluctant to say anything.

We bought cigarettes and some snacks and went back after twelve o'clock in the evening, and when we got back, we saw that Bao Lina was leaning over the table a little drunk.

I said loudly, "It's rare for everyone to get together here today, don't be so depressed, little bun, wake up." ”

I shook Bao Lina awake and found that Bao Lina's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were very confused, which startled me, so I quickly touched her forehead, and there was no fever.

I said, "You're scaring me, little bun, I thought you were sick." ”

Bao Lina was much more sober, and said angrily: "You are sick." ”

I suggest you don't listen to sad songs, let's be energetic. Du Qing said embarrassedly: "I do have Cui Jian's song, but it's too late now, I'm afraid that the voice will wake up others if it's too loud, and I don't feel it when the voice is small." ”

Bao Lina said: "It's okay to be quiet, let's just put the tape recorder on the table and listen to it." ”

The three of us really put the tape recorder on the table and began to listen to Cui Jian's "Rock on the Road of the New Long March", laughing while listening, and the atmosphere and emotions were really fully mobilized.

"I'm going to give you my quest, and my freedom."

Cui Jian sang so in the song "Nothing". To whom will my freedom be given?