summer fireworks

Yan Shu listened to this voice three times, then slowly lay down and fell asleep.

Whoever wants to eat with her ex-girlfriend, she won't eat with her ex-girlfriend!

Yan Shu was lying on the bed, obviously very sleepy, but there were countless thoughts intertwined in his mind, and he couldn't fall asleep at all.

She simply sat up, looking through the glass window at the neon lights outside the window.

Although her small apartment is small in size and the interior facilities are not good, it is superior in location. It is only two streets away from the emerging CBD area of ​​the city. You can enjoy all kinds of convenient facilities, and it is far enough away from her home. .

Looking out from the window, you can just see the lights shining in the CBD area, like an eternal spark, illuminating the night sky.

If Song Zhilin works in a media company now, he probably also works in that place.

It can be regarded as the fulfillment of her long-cherished wish, Yan Shu sighed in her heart, in high school she talked with Song Zhilin about what she wanted to do in the future, Song Zhilin said that she wanted to work in a media company in the CBD, Yan Shu didn't think so much at the time, just complained casually : "Why? It's far away and noisy. Since my company moved there, it takes two hours for my dad to go there."

She was naive and ignorant when she was young, and she never considered other people's feelings when she spoke. Later, after Song Zhilin left, she thought about Song Zhilin's mood at that time.

Song Zhilin lived in the old town of City B. Once she was very bored and ran to the door of Song Zhilin's house, wanting to pick her up to play. As soon as she walked into the alley, Yan Shu wanted to pull her feet back.

It's too messy, it's too messy, there are threads on the top of the head, all kinds of clothes are messed up on it, the children running wild on the street are covered in dirty mud, the laughter pierces the sky, and the houses on the street are dilapidated. It was dilapidated, with a urinal and spittoon in the corner, and the aunt at the door cast a searching look at her, making her wonder what to do.

At that time, Song Zhilin received her call, rushed out of the house, dragged her to the outside of the alley, she was still looking back, wanting to see what this place looked like.

Thinking about it now, her curious gaze at that time might have been particularly dazzling to Song Zhilin.

Not to mention the things she said.

Things that she can get at her fingertips so that she can throw them away are things that Song Zhilin dreams of.

After Song Zhilin left, Yan Shu sometimes felt that she was too naive and inconsiderate to let Song Zhilin leave without even saying hello. Was she cold-hearted?

At this moment, looking at the neon lights outside the window, the questions that had been buried deep in Yan Shu's heart surged up, making her scalp tingle.

The more Yan Shu thought about it, the more irritable he became, and the scenery he usually liked to see felt boring. He drew the curtains and closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep as soon as possible.

However, in the darkness, Song Zhilin's beautiful face emerged from her mind, and tiny memories surged up, refusing to fade away.

Yan Shu usually sleeps well, but today he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep for a long time, so he simply took out his phone from under the pillow and replied to Song Zhilin:

"Where do you eat?"

Song Zhilin did not reply to her.

Yan Shu waited and waited, but fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, it was a piece of transparent foam-like color. Under the dazzling sunlight, Song Zhilin's slightly curly hair was tied into a ponytail, bouncing up and down with her movements. She was smiling at Yan Shu, she didn't know what to say, she stretched out a hand, gently caressed Yan Shu's cheek, and approached her, so close, Yan Shu could almost feel her breath.

Yan Shu held his breath, afraid that this was just a dream.

Song Zhilin smiled again. She put her hands around Yan Shu's face, helped her tie up her long hair, and patted her on the shoulder very lightly. She was still smiling at her. Yan Shu felt very happy. I want to hold Song Zhilin's hand, I want to go shopping with her, I want to go to the corner flower shop with her to buy a rose.

The moment she touched Song Zhilin's hand, the dream was shattered.

The room was empty, the curtains were blown by the breeze, and there was no one there.

Yan Shu sat on the bed, looking at the twilight morning light and the empty sky outside the window, feeling like crying.

She picked up the phone almost involuntarily, bit her lip and sent a message to Song Zhilin. She typed a long paragraph, hesitated and then deleted it. After several repetitions, Yan Shu finally sent out:

"Where to eat?"

After a while, Song Zhilin sent a message asking her, "Can we eat at night?"

There was a hint of caution hidden in her light tone, and Yan Shu's heart trembled slightly. Song Zhilin's words made her feel uncomfortable.Song Zhilin was proud by nature, and this kind of low-key feeling didn't suit her.

Yan Shu made a phone call out of nowhere, and when she came to her senses, the call was connected.

She didn't want to show weakness, let Song Zhilin see the clue, opened her mouth and said, "I want to eat now."

Whether it's early or late, it's really embarrassing to have dinner, Yan Shu is just looking for something casually to make the phone call less obtrusive.

She didn't expect that when Song Zhilin heard her delicate tone, she couldn't react for a moment, and subconsciously coaxed: "Okay, okay, let's eat now, and I'll go pick you up?"

As soon as the words came out, Song Zhilin and Yan Shu were stunned.

Yan Shu grasped the phone desperately until his knuckles turned white, and his fingers felt a little dull pain.She never thought that she could hear Song Zhilin talking to her like this. The tenderness she had been nostalgic for once appeared in front of her again, spreading out finely. She wanted to grab it, but she didn't even dare to touch it.

Neither of them spoke, and there was a long silence, so long that Song Zhilin thought Yan Shu had hung up the phone.

She didn't know whether Yan Shu hung up the phone, but she found that she couldn't even pick up the phone to see if Yan Shu hung up. She seemed to be addicted to some kind of illusion, and she didn't want to wake up for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, she heard Yan Shu's voice again.

Yan Shu said in a very soft voice, "Then come and pick me up."

Such a voice cannot appear on the 16-year-old Yan Shu. The 16-year-old Yan Shu is always proud and unreasonable. There will never be such a moment of showing weakness.

At that moment, the dream was shattered.

Yan Shu sent her address to Song Zhilin. Song Zhilin was relieved after receiving the news. It seemed that Yan Shu hadn't remembered that she was the one who sent her home that night.

On the way to pick up Yan Shu, Song Zhilin turned on the music radio station as usual, and the program he often listened to was playing classical music. In the past, driving while listening to classical music was a great joy for Song Zhilin, but today he felt that it was no fun.

For a while, what Yan Shu said that day was in her mind: "You look so good-looking, but it's a pity that you look like my ex-girlfriend."

Yan Shu looked up at her, the corners of his eyes were a little drunk red, the corners of his lips were curled up, his expression was innocent and charming, Song Zhilin's heart trembled suddenly, and then, thinking that Yan Shu might show such kindness to others Expression, saying such a thing, without adding the phrase "Unfortunately like my ex-girlfriend", she felt her heart burning.

After a while, it was the conversation between her and Yan Shu just now. She didn't understand why she was so indulgent to Yan Shu. As soon as Yan Shu said that he wanted to eat now, she ran out to pick him up before it was time to eat.

Before the traffic lights, Song Zhilin felt like a marionette, being controlled by Yan Shu, and her emotions made her anxious.

She remembered things from long ago.

Yan Shu hugged her arm, and said in a coquettish tone, "I didn't pass the English test, and I was scolded by my father again."

She took it seriously, took her to the library during the holidays, and taught her to recite English and learn mathematics.Yan Shu entered the library and looked around curiously. Song Zhilin found it funny that she had been to so many places, but she had never entered the library.

In the library, Yan Shu never studied hard. After reading a few pages, he would cry out how tired he was and lean on her. wish.

Now that I think about it, what is she planning?In a place with fierce competition like No. [-] Middle School in the city, she has to maintain her best grades to get a scholarship, do a good job in the student union to get a work-study quota, and even do some odd jobs to make ends meet.

She and Yan Shu are different people.There are layers of burdens on her shoulders, and Yan Shu just needs to be happy. Perhaps it is because of this that it is difficult to understand each other.

Song Zhilin shook her head, only thinking that she was stupid enough back then.

At that time, she should have asked her rich parents to hire a tutor for her.

Song Zhilin went downstairs to Yan Shu, picked her up in the car, and asked, "Where do you want to eat?"

She originally thought that Yan Shu would choose some restaurants that the group of them usually go to. Unexpectedly, Yan Shu looked sad and just picked an ordinary business restaurant. It only takes 10 minutes to drive there.

The two picked a place next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the morning sun fell on the tabletop, dyeing it golden.

Yan Shu didn't have much appetite, so he only ordered a salad. Song Zhilin also didn't have an appetite, so he also ordered a salad. The two of them sat and ate grass at [-] o'clock in the morning.

"Where are you going to do the interview?" Yan Shu ate a few mouthfuls of vegetable leaves and couldn't bear it any longer, so he asked first.

"Look for a coffee shop," Song Zhilin said, "There are quite a few nearby."

After falling into silence again, Yan Shu gave up resolutely. It seemed that the two of them really had nothing to say.

In the afternoon, Song Zhilin found a coffee shop and picked a booth in the corner. Song Zhilin took out the materials and asked Yan Shu carefully one by one. I knew everything, and within 10 minutes, the interview was over.

"You worked hard today."

After Song Zhilin collected the materials needed for the report, she felt a lot more relaxed. While packing her things, she said to Yan Shu:

"After the report is finished, I will treat you to dinner again. Thank you very much."

Yan Shu wanted to leave, but after hearing this, he turned around again, put his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, looked at Song Zhilin, smiled charmingly, but his tone was full of sarcasm:

"It's another apology, and another thank you..."

"You want to have dinner with me so much, Miss Song?"