I wait for you to see through the scenery

It was during that summer vacation that Qu Jia started his intensive part-time job again, and when Shenlong couldn't see the end, Zhou Yao couldn't even find him.

Qu Jia is very busy every holiday.How many hours does a person have every day, how much time does he have, can he divide each period of time into several pieces to use, and divide his body into three people... Zhou Yao thinks about this thing that he can't understand all the time. Understandable, misses his boy.

He himself was busy for a while. In the city-level news and current affairs competition, he finally won a first prize for the school, and the school leaders were very happy.The one-semester inter-school debate competition, passed round after round. He was the captain of the debate team. He memorized manuscripts and played tricks.These games finally came to an end during the summer break.

In the impression of memory, the relationship between the two seems to have been pulled apart suddenly since then.

They never deliberately alienated each other, they both missed each other, but they were too busy.

Even in school, the campus life of the two of them, except for playing football, seems to be very difficult to interact with each other, and they are so busy that they are not the same...

The school team trained again, and the main players were replaced by freshmen and sophomores who entered the school. Zhou Yao and his team were considered old men, and they were about to withdraw from the stage of history belonging to their class, becoming another legend in the world.

During the summer vacation, Zhou Yao only played two inter-school friendly matches, and they were all bench substitutes.

He sits on the bench, but it's not that the coach doesn't value him or look down on him.Pan Fei and Zhou Yao, the two god-level substitutes, black and white, are known as the super "No. 12" and "No. 13" of Chaoyang No. [-] Lieutenant Colonel Team, and they will not be released until the critical time.

Zhou Yao himself can act like an assistant coach in the team, commanding the new kids to conduct a three-on-three tactical confrontation and warm up before the game.

"Zhou Yao, let's go." The coach waved his arm, "I'll give you the last twenty minutes."

When the scene is chaotic and the score is stalemate, when it is necessary to penetrate the ground, and when someone needs to organize and cooperate in the middle and front courts, Zhou Yao will play.He swayed continuously when he went up, and directly dribbled the ball through the middle. If he was fouled, it was a free kick in the frontcourt-he earned a free kick.

Zhou Yao took a few steps back and straightened the cuffs of his jersey, exposing the red string on his wrist.

He raised his head for a few glances, then relied on his naked eyes and his experience to measure the position and angle between the wall, the goalkeeper and the goal, and then took three steps to run up and kick off neatly.

banana balls.

Exquisite arcs, cannonball-like speed, and tricky angles.

Wow——Yuanyue scimitar bypassed the wall, and the ball went in.

"Ah - this is too easy!" The people below exclaimed, "Walking and kicking on the field!"

"Do you know who that person is?" Someone next to him was serious and stirred up the atmosphere, "Do you know who it is from the No. [-] squadron?"

The freshmen who couldn't recognize the jersey number were all asking, who is this handsome guy.

"That's Zhou Yao!" The veterans vividly described this legend about football teenagers that was circulated on campus, "Little Ba Qiao, he is so awesome. Have you never seen him kick a set ball? He His free kick percentage is comparable to our school basketball team’s 5-meter line free throw percentage! He scores two for three kicks, and seven for ten kicks!…”

Just so relaxed and confident.

Zhou Yao raised his hands above his head in style, and applauded his cheerleaders and fans in the stands.

Then he raised his left wrist and kissed the red string between his pulse.

After the end, Pan Fei slapped him across the face: "Tsk, little Baqiao, I think you're amazing."

Zhou Yao laughed: "Old Baqiao is old, his thighs are wrinkled, and he can't kick anymore!"

The two of them didn't play at the same time, and playing at the same time was like bullying a child in a lower grade.

Now that he appears on the court again, Zhou Yao is very mature and calm. No matter whether he is "fighting" or "being beaten" on the court, he is no longer his turn. He completely quit the era of fools who "did a fight" because they were ignorant back then. fooling around at his age.Occasionally appearing, with a flash of light, it blinds the eyes of a group of juniors and girls...

The friendly match was over, and I couldn't get enough of it. Several buddies from the school team made an appointment to play volleyball together.

"Qu Jia didn't come to see you play football again today?" Pan Fei and Zhou Yao opened their hands to block the net across the volleyball net, chatting along the way, "I haven't seen little Jiajia for a long time, I miss him a little. "

"I miss him too," Zhou Yao's face sank, "I don't know who to turn to!"

Pan Fei glanced at him... Are you kidding me?

"Qu Jia, who can he turn to?" Liu Chunyu stood at the spike position, "No, haven't you seen him making waves?"

"There is only one school in junior high school. For so many years, I have never seen anyone who is particularly close to Qu Jia!" Pan Fei opened his arms to block a ball, let Da Chunchun pick it up, and turned his head to continue chatting, "Why did he refuse?" Xia Lan from our class? Xia Lan is so beautiful, I still don't understand why he refused, is he stupid? "

Xia Lan is so beautiful.

All grades are recognized as beautiful, mature, and sexy.

Is Qu Jia stupid?Not stupid either.

No matter how pretty Xia Lan is, is she as good-looking as me?

Zhou Yao's head was sullen, his hips were crossed, and he was also quite upset, which was quite unpleasant.

He was not in the mood to play volleyball with his buddies, waved his hand, vaguely found a reason to retreat, turned around and left with his ball bag in hand.

I really didn't see many people during the summer vacation.If Qu Jia can study hard, work hard, strive for the results of the college entrance examination, and work hard for the future of the two of them, it will be considered worthy of these years of persistence.

However, a man like Qu Jia, a wild horse... Zhou Yao didn't believe that this man could study hard at home and do the questions.Certainly not.

Calls to home are often unanswered, and text messages are never answered.Zhou Yao searched several places at that time, and even went to the math cram school to scout the situation.Finally, at night, I went to "Jiejie" where luxury cars surrounded the crowded crowd.

He hasn't been there for a long time, because Qu Jia hasn't been there for a long time.When Qu Jia was close to him before, he said half-threateningly and half-seriously: You are not allowed to go to "Jiejie" again. There are many perverts there, and many people like pretty boys. I am upset, so you are not allowed to go again.

Zhou Yao was still wearing a football shirt, big underpants, and a baseball cap, and he didn't fit in well with the group of heavily made-up men and women who came and went in the karaoke hall.Everyone else was wearing makeup, but he was sweating. This noisy place seemed to belong to the memory of several years ago. He and Qu Jia really shouldn't come here again.

"Put the water over there," the waiter brushed past him, "Inside, inside!...Water, have you brought it here?"

Zhou Yao froze for a moment, move your head?

Brother Bai stretched out his head from the bar and took a look: "He's not the one who delivers the water."

With Zhou Yao's attire, he looked like a worker from a nearby water station who came to deliver bottled water from the water dispenser.

"Who are you looking for?" Brother Bai smiled at Zhou Yao, shaking his head, "He's here, singing."

Zhou Yao glanced at the stage, feeling unhappy, but still couldn't help but take a second look.The person on the stage is still handsome, with two long legs casually crossed, strumming the strings of the guitar...

Qu Jia still had the same cynical expression, dressed in rough clothes, wearing a black hurdling vest and black jeans, his voice was slightly hoarse and gritty, and he occasionally smiled at the audience.Just like Zhou Yao just came back from Harbin, when they met for the first time.

But Zhou Yao has been back for a long time.

They have been "together" for a long time, and Qu Jia rarely dresses like that.At that moment, I was in a trance, as if going back in time.

Your smell, rolled into that cigarette.

Missing finally, inhaled into the lungs.

The look in your eyes is engraved in my palm.

Afraid that when I woke up, my stomach would hurt.

Sometimes I miss you, I can't stop thinking about you.

Afraid of repentance over the years, I miss you and think of voiding...

Qu Jia was just playing the guitar, and the lyrics were a little decadent and sad, but what he sang was Zhou Yao's heartfelt voice at that moment... I think you are almost useless!

In the dim light, the two looked at each other from a distance, separated by the crowd of spectators who kept waving their arms.

Zhou Yao was sure at that time that Qu Jia saw him right away.

Even if he came in with a big bucket of water on his head, Qu Jia could recognize him in the crowd.

Zhou Yao was at the side door of the karaoke hall, in the alley, and finally waited until Qu Jia came out to say something.

Qu Jia nodded to him: "There will be another one later, why are you looking for me?"

"There is another one?" Zhou Yao was stunned, "What time is it and you don't go home?"

"Busy." Qu Jia was already walking back, his eyelids were heavy and absent-minded, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"..." Zhou Yao was stunned, probably feeling tight in the chest due to holding back the rain in the evening, and breathless when speaking, "Jia, I've been looking for you for several days, what's the matter? You asked me if I'm okay?... Are you okay? What are you doing?!"

Qu Jia paused and looked at him: "I have nothing to do, I'm here to sing."

Zhou Yao whispered: "You come to sing, just tell me, okay? I've been looking for you for a long time and you didn't say where you were going."

Qu Jia said, "I'm too busy to take care of you, I'm sorry."

Zhou Yao said, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing interesting," Qu Jia said with a blank expression due to exhaustion, "Zhou Yao, I didn't go out to pick up girls or hook up with anyone, and I didn't do anything to make you sorry. Don't worry. Can you stop asking about other things?"

That expression said, I am annoyed, boyfriend, can you stop making trouble.

"Are you so busy that you don't have time to go to cram school?" Zhou Yao was anxious, "You didn't go to vocal music class, and you didn't see the teacher. My mother asked me why you went there!"

Why is Zhou Yao so anxious to get angry?Because every time his mother asked him, he didn't know how to answer, saying that Qu Jia really showed his true colors in a few days.

So awkward, so disappointed, so embarrassing.

The background is noisy, drums and music are very loud, which makes the alley at the back door even more embarrassingly quiet.There were only the two of them in the front, back, left, and right, with their backs against a wall, separated by a few meters.

Qu Jia quit smoking for a long time, but he didn't take out a cigarette, but his eye sockets and eyeballs were obviously red, as if he was smoked by the second-hand smoke in the karaoke hall, and he was extremely lack of sleep for days, or he was not in a good mood.

"Jiajia..." Zhou Yao always obeys softly first, he is extremely flexible, able to bend and stretch, and took two steps forward to hold Qu Jia's hand: "School starts the day after tomorrow, I'll go to your house to help you with math, okay? "

"No need." Qu Jia shook his head quickly.

"Then, you still insist on taking vocal and guitar lessons at the college, will it work?" Zhou Yao coaxed, smiled, and shook Qu Jia's wrist, "My mother is very concerned about you and always asks about you."

"Too busy." Qu Jia held him back, and rubbed Zhou Yao's hand with his fingers, "You have to pay for classes, and you can't come to pay."

Zhou Yao, do you really think that the road of learning music is easy?

Does it cost money to learn music?How could I study music? I never really considered that path from the very beginning, because our family doesn’t have an artistic background, and we couldn’t afford the expensive art examination fees and future tuition fees.

Zhou Yao, you will never care about these things. Your parents flicked their sleeves, and a gust of wind blew money from the sky, but I didn't.Half of my sky has collapsed, and now the other half is also riddled with holes.

Qu Jia held Zhou Yao's hand and kissed it on the lips, never expressing these complaints outright.

"How busy are you?" Zhou Yao was at a loss, "Except for the evening, where did you go in the morning and afternoon?"

"Busy other things." Qu Jia said.

"You came to 'Jiejie' to sing, you missed the evening class!" Zhou Yao felt that he couldn't explain why.

"It's a lot of money to sing here." Qu Jia stared straight at him, telling the truth.

"Is it that short of money?" Zhou Yao said.

"Yes." Qu Jia nodded, "I'm very short of money."

The waiter, Brother Bai, leaned out half of his body from the side door, hesitating whether to stand forward or back, and interrupted: "Xiao Zhou, Jiajia has really worked hard recently, didn't you hear that his voice is hoarse? Just stop talking..."

Qu Jia turned around: "What's the matter with you?"

"It sounds dumb." Zhou Yao's expression was not in the mood, "Can I sing for him?"

"Why don't you quarrel with him." Bai Xiaoge said, "otherwise he will suffer even more."

"Did we quarrel?" Qu Jia turned his head and glared again, about to curse.Brother Bai was so fierce that he hurried away without saying a word, and hid away...

Qu Jia turned his head again, his voice hoarse as if stuffed with soot: "Zhou Yao, can you stop talking?"

Zhou Yao: "I haven't finished yet."

"Jiajia, don't tell the irrelevant people what money you are short of, you can tell me later." Zhou Yao straightened his body and spoke like a mature man, "We don't need you to spend money for anything in the future, and, I It's your 'friend', if the tuition fee for the cram school is not enough, you tell me, I..."

Qu Jia let go of his hand: "Zhou Yao, go back."

"What my mother means is that you are earning quick money now. You are quite short-sighted. To students, you are not doing your job properly. What are you in a hurry for?" In the next 50 years, if you earn money, you will earn a lot of money, Jiajia, you will listen to me this time, will you succeed?"

"Yaoyao, go home and go to sleep." Qu Jia raised a finger and pointed towards the entrance of the alley, Yaoyao, you can leave.

Go back to your class and read your book.

"I'll go home when you go home, I'll accompany you!" Zhou Yao turned around and walked towards the front door of the karaoke hall.

Thick clouds came from the sky, and the nights of late summer and early autumn began to rain, but none of the rain could quench my anxiety.

Even the best temper is about to explode.

It's about to explode...

Qu Jia sang very late in the hall of "Jiejie" and left at night.

During the period, the owner of the karaoke room was still standing by the bar, watching and listening to the music, and when Qu Jia came down, he hugged him and chatted for a long time, trying to make Qu Jia their pillar.

Campus folk songs are the hottest era, and they are all the rage among young people, and they most admire Qu Jia, who is a school boy with plain clothes and a guitar on his shoulder.Therefore, the boss of "Jiejie" guessed that he was also a fan of Qu Jia at that time. Qu Jia came suddenly when he wanted to come. He offered a piece of money, which was considered as the utmost benevolence to him.

Before school started, Qu Jia sang six times for three days.

Zhou Yao stayed with him for three days and six games.

Looking at Qu Jia every night, his heart softened again, and he regretted the quarrel that day.Qu Jiaming quit smoking, but his voice is not as good as it used to be. It is hoarse and exhausted. It doesn't have the penetrating power that can make the eyes suddenly open when singing high notes... It seems to be particularly tired.

It's just that Zhou Yao was kept in the dark about many trivial things in the other party's life at that time, and he didn't know.The information pictures lacked edges and corners, and the accumulation of fragments gradually became a bad fault in the communication and understanding between him and Qu Jia.

On the day of the start of school, it was reported that Qu Jia showed his face at school. The class teacher bowed his head and played with the bracelet while speaking in class. He took the book and exercise book, stuffed a schoolbag, and left in a hurry, directly skipping the mobilization meeting of the whole grade.

On the way to the school auditorium, Zhou Yao slipped away from his class, grabbed Huang Xiaoxiao and asked where Qu Jia was, but there was no one to be found...

The "Jiejie" in the afternoon was relatively quiet, the people who were drinking and making trouble hadn't come yet, they were waiting for the evening scene. There was soothing light music in the lobby, and several individual customers took turns to order songs and sing karaoke.

Also on that day, acquaintances and distinguished guests came to the "Jiejie" karaoke bar in the afternoon session.A few middle-aged women probably felt that the free lunch of the "cash drawer" ktv was too greasy, and sitting in a small private room, there was no waiter to serve the whole time and other guests could not let other guests watch around, how could they show the aura of a group of consumption .

Qu Jia was sitting at the corner of the stage, sitting behind the keyboard, without even raising his head, he could see who was coming from the corner of his eye.

It's really an acquaintance, but the road to enemies is narrow.

It was the daughter-in-law of Master Cai in the original factory.

Lao Cai's daughter-in-law was wearing a brand-name dress with big bat sleeves, and the cuffs were pocketed to bring out two auras, and walked in with dragon and tiger strides.One step can take two steps of others, and he hurriedly opened the karaoke tables and chairs, just like walking on the main street at the main entrance of the Ping Machine Tool Factory.Lao Cai's daughter-in-law sat down on the big red corner sofa in the middle, and turned around to greet her hardcore mahjong players.

Followed by a young woman with a big belly, wearing a thin silk maternity dress, is the daughter of Lao Cai's family.

People desperately want to go to high places, if they go up, they will not come back downhill.Today's daughter-in-law of the Cai family, of course, will not go back to the gate of the machine tool factory to buy a snack or a box of tofu at the non-staple food store.The territory of consumption in the circle of life is completely different.

……

Within 10 minutes after entering, all the waiters were taken over and scolded: all the cigarettes were pinched, the lights were turned away, the rose flowers were taken away, the drink and fruit plate was served quickly, and the guests who sprayed perfume should move away, smoking pregnant women Sneezed!

Brother Bai pushed a lot of rose vases into the bar, laughed while shaking his shoulders, and winked at Qu Jia desperately: Come here.

"It's said that she is married to a big boss in Hong Kong, what a pomp."

"I've never seen a woman from the big boss of Kowloon, so I'm so scared~"

"Come to our karaoke hall to consume and order songs? No way, I thought the aunts and grandmas came to buy them, why don't they just buy our land and this house?"

"What's the use of buying your crappy house? If you don't buy Jingguang Center, you will be sorry for the investment vision of the big boss in Hong Kong!"

"Oh mom, buy me! I'm strong, healthy and good-looking, and I'm much younger than the big boss in Hong Kong. I'm easy to use."

puff--

"You really don't choose." Qu Jia stopped smoking, but fiddled with the lighter with his fingers, and sneered.

"What else do you choose? You have money!" said the little brother.

"You're good at Ye Zimei and Qiu Shuzhen's video, but the one sitting on the sofa over there, which one are you good at?" Qu Jia said.

Everyone laughed in a low voice, they were all wilted, and the pig iron telescopic rods were no longer working.

"What do you choose, you Jiajia? Buy me a building outside Beijing's Fourth Ring Road, and I can be straightened by a rich woman, do you believe it or not?" Brother Bai buried his face on Qu Jia's shoulder and smiled. .

"I was so frightened that I was straight." Qu Jia complained in a low voice.

Are you straight? Where are you?Brother Bai stabbed Qu Jia in the ribs, flung out the knowing eyes between you and me, and pretended to be with me.

I am, I am straight.Qu Jia answered the other party with his eyes, I don't like men, and I have never bent over.

The mahjong player went up and sang a few songs by Teresa Teng, but they sang too badly and were kicked off the stage, so they wanted to order singers from the band to sing for them.

Only then did Lao Cai's daughter-in-law finally realize that the person singing in the hall was Qu Jia whom she knew.

It turned out to be Qu Jia.

The son of Qu Liandi's family, who is well-known in the factory, came to this place to sing.

Your mother sent you to a place like this.

Qu Liandi herself was laid off and couldn't earn that salary. The family was almost out of food and had no income. It would be a shame to throw her son out to make money in such an unscrupulous place...

Qu Jia sat back in front of his keyboard and played a few notes lightly, ignoring each other's exclamations and questions.

Anyway, in the compound of the machine tool factory for so many years, he just looked so ugly and messy, so he didn't need to pretend.He hasn't changed, and he doesn't want to change.All that changed were other people. People around him left and walked away one after another, but he remained where he was.

Lao Cai's daughter-in-law's expression at that time was very compassionate. As a mother, she also had children by her side. Looking at other people's children, she could barely squeeze out some emotion and sympathy for the fate of the world.It's like when she met a stray kitten with a broken leg at the door of her house, she would throw a few biscuits to the down-and-out stray cat.

In the karaoke hall, guests are given tips for ordering songs, and singers also earn this extra money.

Lao Cai's daughter-in-law then opened her handbag and took out the banknotes, dipped her finger in her tongue, twisted the banknotes and counted them. When she felt that there were too many banknotes, she stuffed two back and put the 800 yuan on the coffee table: "Here's the money." Let's sing two songs, Qu Jia."

So kind, so kind.

She has quarreled with Qu Liandi for at least three rounds. You have come and I have not been able to tell the winner for many years, but for Qu Jia, when comparing the children of both parties, he already feels that he has won the big one, and his face is proud. Earning a lot of money today, staring at Qu Jia is really sympathetic.

Qu Jia temporarily played a prelude to the arrangement in front of the keyboard, looked at the bright part of the stage, ignored the other party's order, and continued to sing the song he wrote that day.

I am afraid that I will repent in time, and I miss you and think of voiding.

Looking back at the alley entrance, you are standing there.

Snowflakes fall from your face.

Snowflakes in my eyes, tears.

The sun was just right that year, and I said you were the most precious.

……

"Sing "Intimate Lover"? My daughter likes it the most." Lao Cai's daughter-in-law exuded joy and superiority, "The couple Fu Disheng and Ren Jing sang it. The couple is loving and the meaning is good!"

"Vulgar, it's too vulgar!" Aunt Mahjong No. 1 couldn't bear it anymore, "Why don't you let him sing "Tracker's Love", good sister, brother love, the meaning is better!"

The waiters in the back row are collectively impotent, and this time they really can't work well.

Brother Bai looked at Qu Jia with a look of lovelessness, and looked at Qu Jia full of sympathy.

"Don't sing mainland songs, it's so vulgar!" said Aunt Mahjong No. 2, "Sing "New Mandarin Duck and Butterfly Dream", that song is so good!"

Brother Bai covered his face, forcing Qu Jia to choose between "Tracker's Love" and "New Dream of Mandarin Duck and Butterfly".I have no choice but to choose "Mandarin Duck".

Qu Jia raised his head and faced the guests at the table: "You can sing by yourself, I won't sing."

"Why don't you sing?" Mahjong player No. 1 said.

"The song is too bad," said Qu Jia, "it's so bad that you can only sing it."

"How do you talk, kid?" Mahjong player No. 1 said.

"I said, this song is more suitable for you to sing." Qu Jia looked at the person.

"We are here to order songs, you can sing whatever you want to sing, you order me or I order you?" Mahjong Takazi No. 2 said.

"See the speaker over there?" Qu Jia pointed to the big black speaker next to it, "Go over and press a button, and it can play whatever you want it to sing."

"Your behavior...is...what kind of attitude towards elders." Lao Cai's daughter-in-law shook her head.

This kid is helpless.

The two aunts wanted to pick up things from the table and throw them at people, but unfortunately all the rose vases were removed, and there was only a plate of drinks and fruit on the table, and they were reluctant to throw them away before they finished eating, and there was also a stack of banknotes, which must not be thrown to this unflattering man child.

Qu Jia narrowed his eyes and rolled his eyes, got up and left.

When he was in a bad mood, he turned his face more than once or twice, offending the customers who spent money.If it was the boss of another family, he would have found someone to beat him up and fire him.

Qu Jia strode across the aisle, and was completely stunned when he raised his head. A large pot of throat-moisturizing tea was directly handed to him.

Still the familiar pot of tea.

In the past, when he came to "Jiejie" to sing, as long as Zhou Yao was there, as long as Zhou Yao came to accompany him, he would make tea for him and put throat lozenges in his trouser pocket.

He came out by himself without telling Zhou Yao, so he didn't have Eight Treasures Soothing Throat Tea.He is lazy, there are no "eight treasures", just brew a pot of fat sea, only "one treasure".

Zhou Yao was standing on the side of the aisle, it was obvious that he had come a long time ago and had been standing there for a long time.

"Is your throat tired?" Zhou Yao said softly, "Drink some water and stop singing."

Qu Jia's face was sullen, under the dim light of the corridor, his eye sockets seemed to be damp, and suddenly they were covered with mist.

He turned his face away, not wanting to speak.

Zhou Yao stretched out his hand and pinched Qu Jia's chin, turned his face, and forced him to look at each other.

When people are fragile and difficult, they will come to whatever they are afraid of. In fact, Qu Jia is most afraid of Zhou Yao's gentle and considerate stalking with him.He was most afraid of Zhou Yao like this, he pushed Zhou Yao's hand away, and turned his face away again...

"I was looking for you very urgently that day. I got angry in the hot weather, and my words didn't sound good." Zhou Yao said apologetically, "I allow you to be angry for three days. The time limit for your anger has expired, okay? , don't be angry anymore..."

Zhou Yao pinched his wrist very tightly.

Qu Jia quickly shook his head, no.

No, how could I be mad at you.

A plastic lighter was suddenly thrown at them, which is a "weapon" that can be seen everywhere on the coffee table of the guests.

Qu Jia turned his head and glanced at the person who threw the lighter: "The stereo can learn how to sing from you, much easier than me! You press the record button, and you can record your farts, and then press it to replay , I can still listen to that fart back and forth!"

"..." Zhou Yao grabbed Qu Jia, sir, can you lose a piece of meat if you say a few words?

Then it was a glass ashtray that was thrown over again.

Qu Jia pulled Zhou Yao away, swung his head, and got out of the way. The ashtray smashed to pieces on the floor! ...