Sustained high temperature

For the next few days, Lin Chuyan couldn't lift his spirits.Tang Yi is really a very enthusiastic and sincere girl. Under her introduction, he got closer to Xu Qin and would play ball with him after school.

Xu Qin wasn't very talkative, but he wasn't annoying at all. Lin Chuyan found it quite pleasant to get along with him.He didn't seem to be close to anyone, and the relationship with the classmates who usually made an appointment to play basketball was quite weak.

But Xu Qin was a nice guy, and he introduced Lin Chuyan as a classmate from another school, which didn't embarrass him at all.However, Lin Chuyan faintly felt that Xu Qin was a little irritable.

When they played together in the afternoon, because a classmate from another class insisted that they occupied the court first, a group of people got a little unhappy.What the other party said was a bit harsh, and Lin Chuyan also felt very upset. Unexpectedly, Xu Qin beat him up on the spot.

He fights fiercely, his eyes are cold, and he doesn't like to imitate other people's harsh words, and he beats people until they can't swear.

After the fight, without saying anything, Xu Qin asked Lin Chuyan to leave the school together.After the fight, as if nothing happened, Xu Qin talked to Lin Chuyan naturally, although he didn't talk much.

Lin Chuyan couldn't hold back and asked, "The two classes won't be fighting because of this?"

"No." Xu Qin shook his head, "What a big deal."

But after a few minutes, he said awkwardly again: "Don't let Tang Yi know."

"Okay." Lin Chuyan laughed from the bottom of his heart.

"I'll meet you at the gate of the school at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. I'll show you where to find a job." Xu Qin said, "Can you use your little cell phone?"

"Yes," Lin Chuyan took out the black trigger, pressed it and showed it to him, "You can make a call."

It was the phone for the elderly that he had been using all the time. Because of his identity verification, he didn't dare to use the original phone card, nor did he get a new one.Today Xu Qin gave him an unused phone card.

"I'll see you tomorrow. If I'm late, call me." Xu Qin said.

"Okay, thanks." Lin Chuyan waved the old man phone in his hand, "See you tomorrow."

Lin Chuyan asked Sun Bingzhi to save the 1 yuan for him, but he didn't plan to use it.He has to find a job, he can't wait to die.

Lin Chuyan was also feeling very uncomfortable as he kept thinking about the fucking thing in his mind.It was as if a person who he thought he knew very well suddenly became another person he didn't know at all.

He didn't know what his mother thought, but Lin Chuyan really didn't want to go back to that place.He escaped, not to go back one day.But in fact, he is not sure what he will do and what kind of life he will have when he stays in this city.

The front is empty, but he can only walk forward with his eyes closed, it doesn't matter if he steps on anything, he can only move forward desperately.

He also never saw Feng Qi's advertisement again, maybe as he himself said, he is a male model who has been out of fashion, and his endorsement has been withdrawn.

Lin Chuyan hadn't figured out when to return that dress, but he was actually a little afraid of seeing Feng Qi.Lin Chuyan felt nervous and agitated by the hopelessness that could not be hidden from him.He was afraid that he couldn't bear it and would go all out to blame Feng Qi.

In fact, who doesn't have his reasons?Lin Chuyan himself would never surrender, but Feng Qi made him feel too sad.He couldn't empathize with Feng Qi's emotions, so he couldn't forcibly change other people's will.

However, Lin Chuyan held the candy in his hand and firmly thought: We are friends, as long as he needs it, I will dedicate all my happiness to him.

"What's the meaning of that song?" Xiao Qiyuan stood in Feng Qi's living room and said affirmatively, "You remember that time when the pictorial was shot."

It was probably a summer evening, the orange sunset covered the room, and lilies bloomed on the windowsill.After the filming was over, everyone was chatting, and the prop master suddenly said, "Feng Qi just played a short part during the filming? Let's play it again, let's record a video."

Feng Qi didn't refuse either, and sat in front of the piano, playing a section very seriously.The score has long been familiar by heart, and after many years, he has forgotten too many things, except for Chopin's nocturne, which he will never forget in his life.He has been numb to himself at work for too long, and when he suddenly comes into contact with the most familiar things in the old days, he sinks into another world uncontrollably.

He himself forgot what kind of state it was, his mind was full of white flowers, and his memory was only the overwhelming heat wave and the smell of lilies pouring in from the wide open window.

Sometimes people do things in an unconscious state, but they are not aware of it, but it impresses others.Just like the fragility and shortcomings that are revealed inadvertently, they are always proudly caught and publicized, blowing their beards and staring at their strengths and advantages.

Feng Qi raised his head, not knowing what he was thinking: "It's meaningless, it's just a piece of music."

Xiao Qiyuan fiddled with the piano. "Then why do you say I can't play?" He said stubbornly, "I found three teachers to teach me. Not only can I play, but I can also play well."

Feng Qi glanced at him, expressionless: "Oh."

He hoped that Xiao Qiyuan would stop playing, he didn't want to hear the sound of music that was so familiar that he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

But Xiao Qiyuan couldn't hear the voice in his heart, he came all the way to play this nocturne.

To be honest, the music sound is very smooth, and the details are handled many times better than last time.But Feng Qi was very impatient.Just as the last note ended, he said, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Qiyuan gave him a weird look, like a musician staring at the sleeping idiot in the first row at a concert: "I have three shows next month."

Feng Qi raised her eyelids and glanced at him: "I wish you success."

"Brother Qi," Xiao Qiyuan suddenly used this title that he hadn't used for several years, "Why do you want to quit the circle?"

Retire?Feng Qi wanted to laugh but didn't know if it was suitable for laughing.It's not about quitting the circle, he's about to quit this world.He said perfunctorily, "Tired."

Xiao Qiyuan stood up, walked towards him, and stopped behind the sofa where he was sitting. "Tired?" he said, in a tone of exasperation and disbelief.

Feng Qi was silent for a few seconds, then said seriously: "I think it's better for you not to interfere too much in other people's affairs. Taking care of yourself is better than anything else."

"I'm not caring about you, I'm seriously looking down on you." Xiao Qiyuan looked at the top of his head from behind.

Feng Qi smiled, and said very sincerely: "Actually, you really don't have to do this. I said it earlier, I didn't look down on you. Your insistence on proving something is meaningless to me."

"It doesn't make sense?" Xiao Qiyuan gritted his teeth, "I entered the model circle and worked hard step by step, so I can only be worthy of your sentence of meaningless?"

"In my opinion, nothing is meaningful." Feng Qi said softly, "What do you want to prove, what does it have to do with me? Just prove it to yourself. If you insist on proving something to others, you just prove yourself Don't trust yourself."

"Tsk." Xiao Qiyuan laughed, "This preaching speech is really profound." He walked to the door and said, "I'm so fucking idle, I came here to listen to your stupid talk."

The door was slammed shut, Feng Qi glanced in the direction he was leaving, and pursed his lips.

What good things do you expect from a dying man?He himself doesn't know what is good.

Life has already set a trajectory, and by July, he will go to the sea, to the place where his destiny belongs.

It was almost May, and Feng Qi became anxious and irritable uncontrollably, even though he had an answer to this emotion in his heart, he was unwilling to admit it.

After Xiao Qiyuan left, the room was silent as if death would come at any moment, Feng Qi grabbed the key and went out.

The memories just now hadn't completely dissipated from his mind, and the tip of his nose seemed to smell the smell of lilies. He suddenly wanted to go to the flower shop to buy a bouquet.

Holding a bouquet of pure white lilies and walking out of the flower shop, Feng Qi realized that she had left her mobile phone in the flower shop after walking for a while.

He sighed, had to turn around and walk back.

As soon as he walked to the door of the flower shop, he saw a woman about 30 years old coming out of the flower shop.She held a bouquet of lilies with a faint smile on her lips.

Feng Qi saw her raise her hand and kissed the ring on her right ring finger: "I'll come down to the cemetery to see you, wait for me."

The diamond in that ring shone blue and seemed to be a columbarium diamond.

Feng Qidun was on the spot.

If a person loses a loved one, how can he continue to live?

Those who leave stay forever in the time that will never be there again, and the rest move forward alone.It is too painful to continue living. Whether it is nostalgic for the past or looking forward to the future, there is always suffocating despair that follows.

In the past, I can no longer go there.In the future, he will never come again.

When life and death lie in front of everyone, what choice should we make?

Feng Qi looked at the woman who was walking forward again, the expression on her face was something Feng Qi would never forget.

Years of suffering engraved on that face, turned into a mature and calm imprint.The wrinkles around the mouth are proof of perennial laughter, and the shallow lines on the forehead show that the determination of the will often fights bravely with the pain of the heart.And those eyes, what kind of eyes have been ruthlessly whipped by the world and never yielded, with a gentle smile, looking into the distance.

The bunch of lilies reflected a faint white light on her face, tranquil and beautiful.She walked forward, alone but not alone.

Feng Qi looked down at the flowers in his hands, the blossoms were so holy, he couldn't help but imagine himself in his mind: a man in a panic, holding a bouquet of flowers that he didn't even deserve to have.

Feng Qi raised one hand to cover her eyes.After a few seconds, he walked into the flower shop.

The shopkeeper raised his head and handed him the mobile phone with a smile: "You just forgot to take it, and I'm still thinking about how to contact you."

Feng Qi took the phone, put the flowers on the wicker chair next to her, smiled and said to her: "I'll give you these flowers."

"What's the matter?" the shopkeeper asked subconsciously, and then his eyes flickered a few times, as if he understood something, "It's okay. I took it home and put it in a bottle before sending it out, how beautiful it is."

"No," Feng Qi still had a nice smile, "I just want to give it to someone who likes to laugh."

The shop owner was a little embarrassed, smiled at him shyly, took a pack of small flower seedlings from the shelf behind and handed it to him: "Then give you some lily flower seedlings, this one is easy to grow, and when summer comes, there will be a row of lily seedlings. Lilies are especially beautiful when they bloom in the yard. If you grow them yourself and give them away, they will be very kind.”

Do I have to wait until summer to bloom?

Feng Qi's heart gradually turned cold, but he took Hua Miao carefully and said: "Thank you."

The author has something to say: the description of the sister in the middle paragraph is a bit blunt, haha.However, I feel that this style is very suitable for describing a person's mental state.I'll fumble around later.

When it comes to lilies, I can't help but want to say a few more words.

I remember once when I was a child, I was walking alone on the road, there was no one around, and it was very quiet.It had just rained that day, and water droplets were still condensing on the aluminum guardrail beside the road.I walked halfway and suddenly looked to the opposite side, and I saw the mountain over there.The top of the mountain was surrounded by thick clouds, and a large group of gray-white clouds met the sky hazyly.That Bishan is bare, the whole rock goes straight into the river, and there are many cracks on it.

Right in the middle of that stone wall, in a deep, deep crack, a lily grew.

There was really only that one plant, growing there in an uncanny way.The air after the rain is extraordinarily humid, the sky is also dark, and the lilies are also very simple.However, it gave me an indescribable feeling. At that time, there was no admiration for the magic of good fortune. I just felt very beautiful, very clean, and very shocking.

Later, I read Wilde's "The Young King", and the lily became my favorite flower in my heart.

It is also out of selfishness here, to give such a beautiful lily to the characters in the pen, hoping that Feng Qi can truly understand lilies.