Autumn likes rainy weather, and when it rains, he always has a completely different mood than usual, and it is the kind of tranquility that is completely different from the panic of the people around him, and sometimes he himself is very strange, why he feels like this, why he has such a hobby. So I often walk home wet, and my clothes stick tightly to my body. Especially in summer, the layer of clothes that cling to the body feels like an extra layer of wrinkled skin, and although it is uncomfortable, it feels like it is tightly tied, and it is collapsed!

Today, however, this is not the case. The sun was shining brightly overhead, and the mood was as impetuous as the air around me was compressed. Turn on the air conditioner and let the cold air out, so that the body can only feel the cold, even a little biting feeling that can only be found in winter. It was only after the dense pores protruded on the surface of his skin that he left the cold white air coming out of the air conditioner. Throw yourself on the bed and light a cigarette. After the smoke slowly dispersed above his head, Chang Qiu felt that his whole body had slowly relaxed, and put the cigarette butt on the ashtray next to him, letting it burn slowly, just like other cigarettes in the ashtray, many times he only needed to smoke a puff, more often than not, watching the smoke slowly drifting up, blurry and illusory, just like this life. In the past, he used to let the cigarette slowly turn to ashes in his hand, but now he prefers to keep his fingers away from the cigarette, feel it with his eyes, and let his heart feel it. The moment he closed his eyes, he felt as if he was floating in the smoke, slowly fading and disappearing.

The drowsiness gradually crept up, but the phone at the bedside rang at the wrong time. Listening to the caller number automatically reported by the telephone, he knew that it was Jin Jin calling, and when he pressed the speakerphone, he heard Jin Jin's thunderous voice over there: "Autumn, there is a party at night, are you coming?" ”

"Don't you know it's the weekend?" Chang Qiu turned his head and shouted into the phone, and Jin Jin, this kid, only obeyed and spoke to him like this.

The voice over there immediately decreased an octave: "Autumn, I know you're going to sing tonight, but today you're going to come no matter what, I've already said that there will be a handsome guy here today, and it's definitely a cool handsome guy." ”

"Who are you provoking again?" Qiu has always been very unaccustomed to Jin Jin's treatment of women, and he can't see a person of the opposite sex, but he hasn't seen that woman willing to be with him all these years, but it has not reduced his relentless pursuit of the opposite sex at all, and sometimes Chang Qiu feels sad for him.

"Autumn, I haven't seen it either, it's a buddy who said it's the weekend, and I asked a few girls to come out to play together."

"Then you can just call the bar, and I can accompany you when I'm not singing." When Qiu heard this, it was estimated that Jin Jin was making wedding dresses for others again.

"Okay, that's a more direct way for them to see the demeanor of handsome guys." Jin Jin heard another annoying laugh from the phone, because as soon as Chang Qiu heard this laughter, he must have known Jin Jin's plans tonight, how could a philistine man not let a woman stay. But to pay for such a thing, I don't think he needs to do it tonight.

Put down the phone, Chang Qiu saw that the time was almost up, and it was time to go to Jingya Advertising Company to deliver the manuscript. After a few busy nights, it was finally completed on schedule. That damn Silent Cliff, every time it was like a rush, always reduced his rest time a lot. Taking out the renderings, he looked at them like his own children, he always felt that they had life, not just a variety of colors on a piece of paper, a design without a soul could not become a good design, this is his philosophy and consciousness. Although many times his manuscript will be revised in the end, he never gets angry, because he will not revise, and it is Jingya's business to revise, what he has to do is to do what he thinks is satisfactory, as for the kind of needs that are too commercial, it should be the business of the advertising company. He understands, but he doesn't change for the sake of this, so there are very few times a year when it is not modified at all, and he is used to it. He took out a hidden lipstick from the bedside drawer and lightly drew the letters CQ in one place in the design, but he couldn't make out at all. To say that no one would have imagined that high-tech women's products would become his anti-counterfeiting mark, he sometimes thinks it is funny, but in the past few years, there has never been an advertising company that has used his design and denied it, but he himself has to leave a way back. After all, what kind of people will have a big society, maybe it will appear one day, and it is better to prevent than to be careless.

Dressing up and tying her long hair back behind her head, Chang Qiu left the already cool room.

The city is very hot, and no part of it is cool in the summer, just like the people in this city are too hot, and everywhere does not make you feel very clean. So Chang Qiu has always insisted on doing freelance work, and he is reluctant to go to work in that company, preferring to work part-time, and he is willing to do a design and receive money once. The years at the Academy of Fine Arts had made him deeply feel that this city would not be a place where he could become famous and become a teacher, but fortunately, he didn't value it. Maybe he himself is very particular about the quality of life, but he does not pursue the luxury of life too much, and the current income is enough for him to live, and he lives a little more leisurely than ordinary people. At least now I have a mortgaged house, and I am not very worried about the source of life, and there are many emotions in life that others do not have.

His personality has always been relatively free, but this freedom has also become relatively relative because of this society, so when he sat in front of the fat woman in Jingya, he still had a smile on his face, even a little charming smile, his eyes were not big, but he knew very well that his eyes were enough for this woman to do a lot for him, and there was a little light blue eyeball inlaid with shining eyes that he was proud of.

"Mr. Zhou, look at it, I shouldn't let you modify a lot this time!" Chang Qiu put the manuscript in front of Zhou Chun, not forgetting that his eyes were looking at Zhou Chun, not at his own design draft, which was actually a gaze that had nothing to do with politeness at all, and just hoped that something would not come out of the mouth of this fat woman that made him cry and laugh. Although he was very confident in his design, he would always be belittled by this woman for various reasons every time, and he understood that it was just Zhou Chun's deliberate price reduction, hoping to pay Chang Qiu a little less. Of all the advertising agencies I deal with, Jingya is always the most picky. Since I met Zhou Chun through another friend a year ago, Chang Qiu has slowly become very clear about her personality and personality, it is not easy for a woman to work hard, he can understand, but it will definitely not be unlimited, after all, this is a business exchange, not friendship support.

"Oh, Xiao Chang, your design is more and more integrated with the concept of Quiet Cliff, not bad. I think it should be okay this time. The fat woman's eyes didn't look at the design at all, but kept looking at Chang Qiu, and she loved Chang Qiu's eyes to death. For this reason, when she came home and looked at her husband, who was as fat as herself, and those bloodshot eyes, she didn't have any good feelings at all. In the past few years, her husband has indeed developed a lot in all aspects, including her figure, and she is also constantly gaining weight like her husband. But fortunately, because of her husband's help, her Jingya Advertising Company has successfully received a lot of advertising business this year, and it is much more leisurely. But behind this leisure, she also found that she had less and less focus on life, and the sweetness she used to be with her husband with the development of each other's careers, except for the bed, everything seemed to be no different from strangers. Sometimes she can sense the smell of her husband that doesn't belong to her, but so what? Since she went to the sea the year before last, she has understood many things in this world, as long as there is this home, as long as her husband really knows that this is a home, she will not care about those things that she can never really control. In fact, from the beginning of her husband's career development, what he brought to himself and Jingya also shows that he not only needs this family and respects himself, but also supports his wife as a husband.

Since she met Chang Qiu last year, she found that she was a little shy in front of this man younger than herself, as long as she faced this man, she would lose a lot of principles, but the mall is always a shopping mall, she will never discuss his design with him in front of Chang Qiu, or even discuss the design cost with him in front of Chang Qiu. Sometimes it's nice to feel like this, but it's just a feeling, and she knows very well that she can only feel it. Because she slowly discovered that Chang Qiu, a man is not simple, although he is very free, and even feels arrogant and uninhibited on the surface, he is actually very good at dealing with things in social life. So she always looked at this man, or the little man, as if she were looking at a painting, because she was five years older than Chang Qiu.

Chang Qiu is dedicated, from this point of view, in fact, sometimes she herself feels that she has done a little too much, and every time she is picky, this man has changed a lot in front of her in front of her in the past year, although it is not obvious, but you can also see the traces. She even sometimes wondered if Chang Qiu would do something one day and what impact it would have on her or Jing Ya. She had always had such a hunch, though she was not yet worried, and could not find any reason to erase a woman's intuition. Retracting her eyes from Chang Qiu's eyes, what she saw was indeed the feeling she had just said, she had always thought that an advertising agency could not become a good business designer if it did not have its own independent style. So she has always asked Chang Qiu's design to be combined with Jing Ya, and in fact, Chang Qiu did it very quickly, he is a smart person who understands the difference between commercial design and creative design.

Zhou Chun put Chang Qiu's design and told Chang Qiu to wait for her call as usual. Then chatted casually, she knew that Chang Qiu didn't want to stay here longer, he seemed to be very unbearable to the feeling of a somewhat depressed office, although he didn't show it physically, but every time he walked out of the quiet cliff Zhou Chun could feel a very natural relaxation of Chang Qiu. So after chatting for a while, she knew that Chang Qiu would say that she had something to leave, but today she wanted to tease this man.

"Is there something else to leave soon, and you are not comfortable here with Sister Zhou?" As he spoke, Zhou Chun stood up from behind his desk, walked to the side, clasped his hands to his chest, and looked at Chang Qiu.

Chang Qiu stood up a little embarrassed, but this embarrassment did not affect his idea of leaving, many times although he was adapting to this society, he did not let himself be too reluctant because he had to adapt. He smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou, I'm really sorry, you also know that today is the weekend, if you have time, you are welcome to come and cheer." ”

Zhou Chun then remembered that today was Friday, and as soon as Friday came, she found that it was really difficult for her to find any reason to make her feel happy, loneliness has always been clearly written in her life in the past few years, and she didn't know if loneliness was such a loneliness. It's just that on weekends she often sits alone in the bar or simply goes to the beauty salon, for nothing else, she just doesn't want to make her mood seem calmer, and the kind of calm like stagnant water is unbearable.

"Oh! Yes, I forgot that it was the weekend. If it's okay, I'll come. ”

"Thanks, then I'll take my leave." Chang Qiu turned around, he didn't even want to say goodbye or something, he just wanted to leave.

Watching Chang Qiu go out of the office and disappear from front of his eyes, Zhou Chun felt that he suddenly had nothing. Called the business manager in, handed him Chang Qiu's design draft, and explained a few words. She began to be silent, unprovoked.

The night is deceptive, just like the neon outside the street, always flashing with a light like a phantom, no one can really describe what the color is, more people just lose themselves in this color, and they are no longer themselves from the beginning.

It was still early to come to the "Stone Buddha", Chang Qiu asked for a dinner for himself, and sat alone in the corner in a dimly lit place. The stone Buddha came over and said hello and went to his own place.

Stone Buddha is the name of this lounge and the code name of the boss here, the boss was originally surnamed Shi, as for what it is called, many people don't know, but he named his own lounge Stone Buddha, and many people simply call him Stone Buddha, as for the real name is no longer important, he will respond to the name "Stone Boss" or "Stone Buddha".

Chang Qiu has been in this lounge for more than two years, usually these two days on weekends, he will come to make a cameo if he has nothing to do, Shi Buddha seems to really appreciate him, there is no inevitable requirement that he must come on the weekend, business here is very good, there are at least three or four singers singing here every night, less Changqiu alone will not affect the arrangement of the show, but if Chang Qiu comes, there will be a lot of people in the lounge after ten o'clock inexplicably. Shi Buddha knows very well that if a person like Chang Qiu wants to be fixed, he will not have such an influencing ability, only because of Chang Qiu's uncertainty, more people will pay attention, especially girls, and Chang Qiu's stubbornness also brings a little mystery to others, and now people always have a great interest in mystery, few singers will sing in one place for two years, and it has always been so popular. But Chang Qiu did it, so the stone Buddha didn't care if he could come on time or on time. Chang Qiu is here today, and Shi Buddha smiled, because there will be a lot of banknotes coming in tonight.

After dinner, Chang Qiu lit a cigarette, put it in the empty clip of the ashtray on the table, and looked at the sparse people in the lounge. Because it's still early, there is only music playing in the lounge, and there are not many customers, the business of the lounge usually starts at nine o'clock, and most of the people who come before nine o'clock will leave between half past ten and eleven o'clock, which is a group of people with a regular life, they do not belong to this night.

Chang Qiu likes to observe these people at this time, most of them are dressed more formally, and their sitting posture is also very upright, and they rarely make loud noises, but when there are more and more people in the lounge, they will change it, and they may be nervous for a whole day, and let the alcohol or noise cover up the inexplicable loss and emptiness in their hearts. Or they are a little rational and relax, they live a very tired life, maybe it is a kind of "faith and pursuit", but there are a lot of self-restraints. It is difficult for Chang Qiu to let himself do it, sometimes he admires such a person, he can always insist on living like this, he can't do it, his catering can only be temporary and short-lived, just like when communicating with Zhou Chun of Jingya, he can only stay in front of her for an hour at most, and if he has more, he will regain his personality. He is always very restrained and controls his emotions, and does not control them unlimitedly.

When the cigarette was halfway burned, he saw Jin Jin come in, there was a man and two women beside him, his eyes had already adapted to the dim light, so he saw the four of them very clearly, sat down not far from him, and did not see himself, he didn't want to say hello at this time, for people like Jin Jin, he has always thought that he is a dispensable friend.

"Ah Qiu", Chang Qiu was looking at the four people when the stone Buddha came over and sat opposite him.

"Oh, Boss Shi."

"Hehe, it's better to call the stone Buddha a little smoother." Shi Buddha coughed dryly.

"You're the boss after all."

"A boss like me is not as comfortable as your life, and sometimes I really envy you, brother." This is the inner words of the stone Buddha, although this lounge has brought him the satisfaction of life, but it is not easy to run such a lounge, far from the comfort of Chang Qiu's life. But he has become accustomed to this way of life, he has almost no energy during the day, he seems to only belong to the night, and the biological clock has long been changed to a life of black and white.

"Hehe, each other." Chang Qiu knew what the stone Buddha was going to ask when he came over, so he took out a slip from his bag and handed it to the stone Buddha and said, "This is the song I sang tonight." ”

Shi Buddha didn't look at it, but called a waiter to come over and asked the waiter to take him to the sound room. handed another cigarette to Chang Qiu: "If it's okay, stay more tonight?" ”

"Okay, Boss Shi."

"Look, it's here again. Your brother is always so polite! ”

"It should." Chang Qiu lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth and took a puff. Only then will he actually smoke, perhaps this is also politeness!

At eight o'clock, Jin Jin's phone number appeared on Chang Qiu's mobile phone.

"Autumn, when are you coming? We arrived first, and we came to cheer us on. ”

Chang Qiu didn't want to tell him that he was here early, but replied that he would be there in a while, and then hung up the phone. Then he called the waiter over, ordered a bottle of red wine, and asked the waiter to bring it to Jin Jin's table in a while. Then I went to the dressing room to tidy up properly, combed my hair, and made the long hair tied behind my head look a little smoother. After saying hello to a few more buddies in the sound room, he walked up to the microphone in front of the stage and sat on the bar stool as the music changed.

Like, gently hold the feeling of your hug

Despite how light you are

But I used all my strength

I'm so scared that the wind will take you away if you don't pay attention

Worried about you, but also for your heart

Enjoy the breath that comes from your body

Try to make yourself understand

Why do I love you and love you

You are stronger than I am lying in my arms

Tears of emotion were on my face

You're just suffering in silence

Look me in the eye with a smile

It's still cold and a little air outside the window

In your ears is your warm breath

Maybe I should revel in this moment of warm time

Close your eyes and stay for a long time

I believe that tomorrow you will still be around

Have each other tonight

You belong to me, you belong to this night

I love you ！ My ho

ey！

Chang Qiu likes to sing the songs he writes, and although he doesn't know how to compose, after writing the lyrics, he will ask his friends to help compose the music, or adapt some songs that he thinks are good, and fill in his own lyrics. And the song he sang at the beginning of the day was the tune of a very old English song, and the lyrics were filled in by himself. Therefore, his songs often give people a familiar and fresh feeling in the night.

While singing, he saw the waiter bring the red wine to the table of Jin Jin, and pointed to his side. Jin Jin said something to a few people at the table, he didn't have to think about it to know what it was, nodded slightly to Jin Jin and those people, but Chang Qiu noticed that one of the girls' eyes had been looking at him, there have been a lot of this situation in the stone Buddha in the past few years, but today he felt that the girl's eyes were a little different, he didn't understand, he still continued to sing his song.

After three songs, Chang Qiu came down, changed to another singer, and he walked directly to Jin Jin's table. Jin Jin stood up and introduced him to a few people first, and then pointed to the man and the two girls to introduce him, he roughly remembered the name, the man's name was Luo Bingxin, and the two girls were called Song Ziqing, that is, Chang Qiu felt that the eyes were different when he was singing; The other, Wu Huayu, didn't pay much attention to it. Because he was still a complete stranger to the other three of the four people in front of him. But what I didn't expect was that Wu Huayu was very excited.

"Jin Jin, why didn't you say that Brother Qiu was your friend earlier. I love to hear him sing. ”

Chang Qiu smiled and said, "Thank you for your support, and you are welcome to come more when you have time." ”

Jin Jin suddenly felt as if he was recognized: "Hehe, Chang Qiu, we have known each other for many years, iron buddy!" ”

"Sit down, everyone, and have fun tonight." Perhaps it was because of the girl's excitement that several other people were also stirring up, and everyone was still standing and talking. Chang Qiu didn't want to be the focus of the evening, he rarely sat with the guests here except for singing at the Stone Buddha. Even if it's a friend, he can't talk a few words at most, and he doesn't want to be the center of attention tonight or someday in the future.

After sitting down, the girl named Wu Huayu seemed to be still excited, and moved the chair to Chang Qiu's side, closer to Chang Qiu. And Chang Qiu noticed that Jin Jin's eyes were also moving with the girl's movements, and it was obvious what the match between men and women was like tonight.

"Chang Qiu, are all the lyrics you sing written by yourself?"

"Mostly, yes. Do you still like it? ”

"I like it so much."

"That's good, I can sit with Jin Jinduo when I have time in the future."

"Well, if I knew you were there, I'd come myself.

"Let's just come along." Chang Qiu said politely, and he noticed that the girl named Song Ziqing had been relatively silent. said silent, not because she said very little after he came, but because he felt that there was a kind of silence in her quiet, a silence that was close to cold. But it doesn't make a difference to him, there are a lot of people in the lounge, and he has seen a lot of them in the past two years. There are many people like Song Ziqing, maybe it's personality, maybe it's habit, maybe it's the result of some influence, but it's actually the same. Because people will no longer restrain themselves when they start venting and going crazy, as long as they are driven by the music in this lounge, few people are still so silent. The lounge after ten o'clock is a place that does not need to be steady, what you want is catharsis, and at such times, Chang Qiu usually goes back to the quiet backstage. It's just that Song Ziqing didn't look at it with the same eyes that Chang Qiu had when he was singing on stage just now, but occasionally turned around to look at Chang Qiu, looking very intently, but he didn't want Chang Qiu to find out.

There was a couple of people chatting with each other, and it was time for Chang Qiu to sing again, and the waiter came over very politely to tell him that he had said goodbye to a few people and returned to the backstage. Continued what he should have done tonight, and when he was on stage, he found that Wu Huaxuan had been talking to Song Ziqing when he turned his head, and there was a burst of laughter on his face as he spoke. And Jin Jin looked blankly at the look of interjecting a sentence for a while but it was very boring, the man named Luo Bingxin was very graceful and kept his posture and said a few words occasionally.

After singing his songs, it is the time to jump, there will be two hours, during this time Chang Qiu is usually fine, and he rarely sings the interludes in the middle. It's just that sometimes when I'm bored, I'll sing one or two songs. At twelve o'clock at midnight he still has a few songs left and today will be over, and tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be the same as today.

He walked backstage and washed his face. I'm not used to the smoke coming out of the lounge, which always makes him feel astringent on his face. After washing his face, he returned to Jin Jin's table and sat down, crazy music was playing around, and the bodies of several people at this table were shaking lightly except for Song Ziqing. Slowly, Jin Jin pulled Wu Huayu off the dance floor first, and Luo Bingxin didn't know if he had no intention of dancing or to accompany Song Ziqing, so he was just moving his feet in place. Chang Qiu lit a cigarette, took a puff and put it on the ashtray on the table, gently shook the glass with red wine, and raised his glass to Song Ziqing and Luo Bingxin. Putting down the glass, he found that both of them raised their glasses, but Song Ziqing actually drank half a glass of red wine in one gulp, although red wine is not as strong as white wine, but it is not so drunk! After drinking that cup, Song Ziqing poured another glass herself, this time she just raised her glass to Chang Qiu, and looked at Chang Qiu.

Chang Qiu poured half of the soda into his cup, then poured a little red wine into it, and reached out to replace Song Ziqing's wine glass.

"You try drinking it like this, maybe it tastes much better." He looked at Song Ziqing with a smile: "Don't mind if I use your cup!" ”

Then he raised his glass to Luo Bingxin and took a sip of the red wine in Song Ziqing's original cup.

But what he didn't expect was that Song Ziqing actually put down the cup: "I like to drink wine instead of water." ”

"I'm sorry, but she's got a good amount of alcohol. Changqiu, you don't have to worry. Luo Bingxin said.

Chang Qiu suddenly felt that he was really a little troubled. He turned around and asked the waiter on the side for another cup and handed it to Song Ziqing, poured half a glass of red wine, took back his original cup, shook it gently, and drank it in one gulp. He smiled and said, "When I make amends." ”

"It doesn't have to be like this!" Song Ziqing leaned his body against the table and looked at Chang Qiu: "You can drink very well?" ”

"Huh. No! If I could, I would just drink red wine instead of soda. ”

"I think you should be able to drink well."

"Perhaps, but I don't usually drink much on nights like this."

"Why?"

"Simple, have you ever heard a drunk sing on it?" Chang Qiu pointed to the stage.

"Huh...... But I guess it must be interesting. ”

Song Ziqing laughed for the first time, and after laughing, she talked more, and began to chat with Chang Qiu without a word, and the red wine always stayed in her glass and mouth for a short time. Chang Qiu is very accustomed to this situation, the atmosphere of the lounge is not the tranquility of a Western restaurant, such an environment will make people not only relax, but also vent.

In less than an hour, the wine on the table was almost exhausted, and Luo Bingxin ordered another bottle of red wine. Chang Qiu was still drinking as always, but the wine of the other two people was getting faster and faster, Jin Jin and Wu Huayu jumped for a while and came back to join the ranks of drinking. Jin Jin's alcohol consumption Chang Qiu is very clear, but he doesn't want to care about him, after a glass of wine, he will be angry, and there is no way to control and prevent him from drinking in such an environment. Rather than this, it is better to simply ignore him and get used to it. Because he still had to sing, he politely declined Wu Huayu's persuasion, and just drank slowly at a speed that he could accept with confidence.

Luo Bingxin went to the bathroom halfway, and it happened that Jin Jin and Wu Huayu went to the dance floor. In this noisy lounge, which had always been a place to talk and laugh, suddenly became silent, in stark contrast to the noise around it. Chang Qiu looked at the swaying crowd on the dance floor and didn't notice this, but Song Ziqing clearly felt it. The muscles on her reddish face were a little unnaturally stiff, and she moved her body, leaning against the edge of the table and calling Chang Qiu's name.

"Something?"

"It's nothing, why don't you speak?"

"I've been saying it."

"You're just following us along, why don't you find something to talk about?"

"I'm just meeting you for the first time, so you're a little more familiar."

"Really? But I knew you before they did. ”

"Really?" Chang Qiu looked at Song Ziqing suspiciously.

"Yes, maybe you've forgotten."

Chang Qiu looked at Song Ziqing carefully, almost all his memories were exhausted, and there was no way to connect her with everything that had happened in his life, he shook his head, and said to Song Ziqing apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I really didn't know that we had met each other." ”

Song Ziqing tied the long hair that was originally scattered into a bunch behind his head with his hands, and moved his face closer to Chang Qiu's direction across the table, and several beams of light swept back and forth on Song Ziqing's face.

"Who do you think I look like?" Song Ziqing looked at Chang Qiu with bold eyes.