I wait for you to see through the scenery

The winter vacation passed quickly, and New Year's Eve was approaching soon. For Qu Jia, this was a very special day every year.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, "Wufang" no longer sells night food and food stalls. It's too cold at night and there are few people walking on the street. The fried meat skewers can't be sold. I just go home when I'm a mother. I often have time to cook at home. up.

"Lao Wang will come to our house for dinner later." Qu Liandi said casually.

"Oh, I thought the four dishes and one soup were made for me." Qu Jia said.

"Tsk, if he doesn't come, I'll give you four dishes and one soup, okay?" Qu Liandi glanced back, "What an ancestor."

"Okay, then I'll go out." Qu Jia smiled.

"What are you doing out in the cold weather?" Qu Liandi poked her head again.

"I'll make room for the two of you..." Qu Jiahun said generously, "The house is too small, and I'm in the way."

"Stop talking nonsense." Qu Liandi continued to cook.

On this happy day of New Year's Eve, who is not clear about it, so that Qu Liandi still couldn't help asking, "Can I come over for dinner during the New Year's Eve?"

Qu Jia stopped talking, plugged in the earphones to listen to music, and opened the exercise book.In fact, there was a flower in front of me, and I didn't even look carefully at the topics in the exercise book.

"If you go out to find Yaoyao, then you go out." Qu Liandi whispered while chopping vegetables.

"I'm not looking for him." Qu Jia said.

He called Zhou Yao in the morning, but Zhou Yao ignored him.Where can he find someone? Could it be that he went to Zhou Yao's house to knock on the door to deliver express delivery for the New Year?

"..."

Qu Liandi chops vegetables fast and slow, the knife is erratic, and the shredded carrots are almost cut into a pile of carrot sticks.I'm in a mess...

When the two children were close enough to form a pair of twin sticks, they were scared all day long, no, they can’t mess around like this, they have to be separated; now the two children are suddenly on the mend, they’re quarreling, they won’t see each other, and Zhou Yao won’t come , she began to think about it all day long, no, it can't be like this, you two, you can't be separated.

Wang Guisheng came to the house, carrying a bunch of semi-finished cooked food and wine.

The house finally got a little more lively.There were still three people at the table, with Comrade Wang added and Zhou Yao missing.Wang Guisheng came over with three small wine cups, insisting on dragging Qu Liandi to drink Erguotou, but Qu Liandi pushed the man away: "I won't drink it, I won't go crazy with you, you can drink it with Qu Jia."

Red Star Erguotou.

Qu Jia filled a wine cup with his head depressed: "I'll drink with you."

He actually doesn't like drinking, especially baijiu, which is divided into sauce-flavored, strong-flavored, and rice-flavored types. When he drank it, he felt a heartburning taste in his mouth, so he didn't drink it. The taste is dizzy and mouthful of spicy bitterness.

"It's almost enough." Wang Guisheng finally snatched his wine cup, "I don't think you can drink it."

"The one you can drink is not here—" Qu Jia propped his elbows on the table, staring straight at his mother and Wang Guisheng, "Zhou Yao should be able to accompany you, drink this bottle, I, I really Yes, I can't."

He withdrew the chair with a "crash" and stood up: "Uncle, you accompany my mother, I'm going out."

"Don't, you are the rightful owner of this house." Wang Guisheng said generously, "You stay at home, and your mother and I will go out for a stroll."

"What are you going out for a stroll, huh, drink the northwest wind?" Qu Jia shook slightly, and pointed out, "There is a bed at home anyway, you go out to fight in the wild?"

This is overdose.

Drink too much.

There was a burnt red in the fundus and eye sockets of Qu Jia's eyes, that kind of color that burns the heart after suffering from pain.

Wang Guisheng looked at Qu Jia, amused himself, fucked up, and then he didn't bother.

You can do it, what is it that the kid has more experience than I do? Have you fought field battles?

"Stop talking nonsense, get the fuck out, get out, get out..." Qu Liandi turned around to clean up the table, and sure enough, she went crazy after drinking.

Qu Jia then received a call from his buddy Tang Zheng, "Is it the Chinese New Year? Everyone is busy recently, and we haven't seen each other for a long time, so we asked him out for a get-together.

The advantage of making an appointment with Tang Zheng is that you don't need to drink the Northwest Wind, Tang Zheng has a rare car.

Sure enough, Tang Zheng came in that taxi and stopped at the entrance of the alley to wait for him. Qu Liandi couldn't help chasing after him after cursing "Get out of here" and shouted a few words: "Qu Jia had a drink today!  … Tang Zheng can't drink, you take care of him, you take good care of him!..."

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating.

Soothing sorrow with wine is even more sorrowful.

Sitting in the taxi, Tang Zheng asked, "Just you? I thought Zhou Yao was at your house, so asking you out was Zhou Yao's appointment."

"You want to date him?" Qu Jia leaned on the edge of the car window with his right elbow, supporting his heavy swollen head, "If you date him, you should date him. If you date me, you should date me. Don't mention him."

Tang Zheng asked: "What's wrong?"

Qu Jia said, "It's nothing."

"Hey, did you quarrel?" Tang Zheng turned the steering wheel and walked up the street, "Dumped?"

"How could it be!" Qu Jia smiled, as if he couldn't stop laughing when the valve was opened, he grinned, "I dumped him."

Tang Zheng cursed in a low voice, he didn't believe it, and he could guess what was going on by looking at Qu Jia's expression: the two little brats are having a fight.

"You and Zhou Yao just live in the blessings and don't know the blessings, isn't it too much?" Tang Zheng scolded him, "Look at me? The person I want to see can't be seen once in a few months. You and Zhou Yao, the two of you There are only a few classrooms separated by a wall, and we can see each other ten or eight times a day in the corridor after leaving the classroom door. You two are still arguing, arguing?!"

"It's just a wall." Qu Jia murmured, rubbing his eyes, "I can't get past that wall."

"Is it difficult for me?" Tang Zheng drove, looking ahead, "Have I given up on my woman?"

Qu Jia shook his head.

"Qu Jia, you're such a useless, bastard." Tang Zheng said.

Qu Jia didn't speak.

"If you are stupid enough to give up Zhou Yao, you are really stupid." Tang Zheng said, "It doesn't matter whether he is a boy or a girl, you will never meet another 'Zhou Yao' in your life."

Nonsense, how could there be a second Zhou Yao?

Do you still use Tang Zheng to wake him up and educate him with such words?

Is there a second Yuanyuan in this world?Zhou Yao will always be the only one in his heart.

"No." Qu Jia smiled and wiped his face again, "I didn't intend to give up on him.

"I just want to get through this period, and I'll get through it by myself, so that he won't see me, and won't drag him down.

"It's too difficult. Why should I let him wait for me and stay with me for several years?"

Tang Zheng lowered his head and glanced at the pager: "Otherwise, I'll give Zhou Yao a call? Ask him out, and you two have a chat?"

"You are not allowed to hit it." Qu Jia grabbed Tang Zheng's right hand and pulled the steering wheel.The car was pulled by him and shook violently on the road twice, and the pressure line was pressed past, so that the police saw it and wanted to stop them.

With a flick of his right elbow, he slid down from the edge of the window, and Qu Jia slammed his head on the side window glass. There was a "bang", and I almost fainted...

"You deserve it." Tang Zheng stretched out his hand and rubbed Qu Jia's head.

"Do you miss Zhou Yao?" Tang Zheng asked.

"Yeah." Qu Jia stared blankly and nodded blankly.

"Do you love him?" Tang Zheng asked.

The word "love" is a bit too heavy, especially for my age, there is still a long way to go in life, and I have to meet many people of all kinds, and I will experience many unpredictable things .Therefore, there is no real "love" in campus love, and they never say stupid things like "I love you" in person, which is very nasty and unreal.

"Love." Qu Jia nodded vigorously, put his head on the glass and smiled, with a pure smile, "I love him very much, I love Zhou Yao."

The sun was warm that afternoon, shining on a thin layer of ice on the street.

Tang Zheng drove around the city with Qu Jia, who was in a bad mood and dazed, and got out of the car on the way to buy a cup of tea for Qu Jia, so as to wake up the old man in the bar.

Qu Jia opened the door and got out of the car. His foot slipped and his chin hit the door frame. "Ah...he stepped on a piece of ice.

"Don't drink baijiu in the future." Tang Zheng supported Qu Jia, "You can't drink too much!"

"Yaoyao didn't come to my house for dinner." Qu Jiahun didn't care, and said with a smile, "I just, I drank two glasses for him. What I drank was his amount."

"You idiot, can you replace anything?" Tang Zheng looked at him, "You really can't replace Zhou Yao when it comes to drinking! Don't be stupid in the future."

"He's not here, so I'll be the envoy of two people alone." Qu Jia said seriously, "I am him, and I am Zhou Yao."

"..."

The reason why his legs were weak was because he had been shot twice in bed last night.

He hid a paper crane folded for him by Zhou Yao under his pillow. At night, he quietly took it out and placed it beside the pillow, and brought it close to his eyes. He held the paper crane with one hand, and put the other hand under the quilt, imagining Zhou Yao's life. Arms wrapped around him, holding him.

He was Zhou Yao, and Zhou Yao was hugging that bastard named Qu Jia.

He closed his eyes and imagined this in the dark. His right hand was imagined to be Zhou Yao's hand, his face rubbed against the pillow, and he bit the pillow cover fiercely.

……

They stood by the moat on the Second Ring Road, on the side of the turret, looking at the red walls and yellow tiles, and the long-lost scenery of the capital in winter.This is an anniversary full of special meaning for the two of them and the four of them.

Having that person by my side is the warmest time in the long river of time.

Without that person around, it is the coldest day of the year.That's it, feel the difference.

Tang Zheng chatted with Qu Jia about some personal matters again, especially mentioning that the alley area of ​​his house was undergoing renovation of old and dilapidated houses, and a large area was being demolished.

The demolition is a great thing. At that time, not many people had experienced such a good thing of getting rich overnight.You can move into a new building in no time, or get a lot of money in exchange.

"In the alley of our house, many residents have sold out their houses and yards and turned them into clothing stores and bars. Our house hasn't moved yet, because my dad really has no place to go." Tang Zheng said, "Finally what? It’s going to be ripped off, torn down.”

The dilapidated two rooms in Tang Zheng's house should be able to be divided into a three-bedroom apartment, and it is a three-bedroom apartment within the third ring road. It was worth 90 at the end of the 60s.This is the first generation of impoverished families in Beijing who got rich from demolition.It is a pity that this foreign money came too late for Tang Zheng, and it was not able to help him when he had an accident.

This extra money did not come too late. The young people experienced some ups and downs and ups and downs, and only then did they understand what is most important.Get up again after falling down, as long as you are not dead or disabled, you can still stand up, hold your chest up, they have not given up yet.

Qu Jia did not forget the promise he made with Professor Yu and the military order he issued, but the reality was too difficult and he had no time left.

Qu Jia also reported to his buddies: "Someone wants to pay for my song."

Tang Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Qu Jia in the street, "Are you amazing?...Sell it."

Qu Jia said, "I don't want to sell it yet."

Tang Zheng asked: "Which song?"

Qu Jia said, "I wrote a song for Zhou Yao."

The thing is very simple, because during the period of the 90s, original music became popular in the mainland, and new singers emerged in large numbers, especially school songs in the style of folk songs and nostalgia, which were simple, melodious, and all the rage.Music companies are chasing such hot business opportunities, and they are eager to release films to make money.

In the summer, some bands held an underground concert at "Jiejie", and Qu Jia also went.He was just an amateur singer, a student, and he went to listen to songs as quietly as a chicken, but the boss of "Jie Jie" brought him to the stage, plugged in the guitar, and sang two songs for fun.

Qu Jia sang the song "Wandering Children".

The temperature you give is my sunshine.

Destiny goes against the current and is powerless to control, and longing makes your shadow flow freely.

Life is too difficult, full of sorrow.

Seeing the snow and rain on the street, I have been waiting for you, like weeds on the wall, I will treat you until I die.

You are at the end of the road, I am wandering in place, you wave to me, I send you a smile...

The style of the song is extremely pure, the lyrics are simple and sad, and the voice is hoarse and magnetic, just a few words from the heart.A few big touches in the circle sat under the stage, who run a music company, and then contacted the boss of "Jiejie", wanting to buy this song.

The boss of "Jiejie" told Qu Jia: "Folk songs are on the rise, this is an opportunity, let's sell it."

Qu Jia said, "I don't want to sell it. I wrote this song for my friend, so I didn't want to make money from it."

The boss advised him: "2000 yuan is a lot, you are short of money."

Qu Jia said: "I don't think this song is worth much. It's not worth 500 yuan. It's not about money. I don't want to sell it for [-] yuan."

The boss said at that time: "Qu Jia, don't you want to sing for others? You want to sing by yourself. If you have this idea, we can contact the company to try and let you sing a song in the album?"

In the end, Qu Jia cruelly rejected this suggestion, this seemingly beautiful blueprint.He didn't want to show his face, he didn't want to stand under the spotlight one day, face those people, and become a singer... At that time, he didn't have this idea at all.

His temper is not suitable for putting on a smile to cater to the audience to do that business, his poems and distant places are not here.

Therefore, he didn't really try to find an opportunity to go to the music school. In the final analysis, it was not because of lack of money, but because of lack of interest.He didn't really want to go, which disappointed Professor Yu.

"If I can get [-], I'll really sell the song as soon as I see the money!" Qu Jia smiled, but that's impossible, [-] is not worth it.

"If you don't sing, what do you want to do in the future?" Tang Zheng asked.The two swaggered against the strong wind, walking on the most familiar streets in the city.

In this city, new people come and old people go, what kind of life do you want to pursue in your heart?

"I don't have any lofty ambitions..." Qu Jia's hoarse voice with a bit of magnetism melted into the wind, "You want to ask me what kind of life I want, do you want me to tell the truth? Hehe, it's the life now, right now It's beautiful.

"My mother opened a small restaurant, and she had a reliable man around her to help her. She opened a pancake shop, and I helped her in the shop. I helped her sell pork pancakes and beef tendon skewers.

"Then, Zhou Yao sat in the back and helped me skewer meat skewers, marinated meat skewers, and I grilled meat skewers. Every night, the family sat under the lamp and in the small shop. The whole family could be together every day and see each other. , Just talking and laughing and earning money. Cook for guests during busy seasons, and cook for your family during non-busy seasons. You don’t need to earn too much money, just enough to support your family.

"Then, Lu Jun'er's father drove a big cart, and usually helped my mother pull some things, such as a cart of flour ingredients, and carried the big sacks into the store...Of course, if he is too lazy to carry, then I'll carry it, the old guy is in his forties, and when he gets older, why don't Zhou Yao and I carry the sack?

"In the future, I will be the boss, and Zhou Yao will be the proprietress of my shop, ha ha."

Qu Jia laughed out loud as he spoke, and his voice became a little choked up as he spoke, his eyes seemed to be frosted by the cold air on the ice of the moat.The layer of frost gradually melted, creating a translucent mist.

"Isn't the little life beautiful?" Tang Zheng stared at the water in Qu Jia's eyes, "You have put Zhou Yao into the beautiful life of your dreams, and you still broke up with Zhou Yao? You are sick, your brain foul?"

"Tang Zheng, this is the beautiful life I imagined, and it's mine." Qu Jia emphasized the word "I" twice, "Could this be Zhou Yao's life?"

Is Zhou Yao willing?Can Zhou Yao's parents be happy?

What Professor Yu said, and the path that Zhou Yao will take in the future, are also realistic, extremely realistic and real.No matter whether Zhou Yao will go abroad or not, these are completely two kinds of lives.

"You asked?" Tang Zheng said, "Zhou Yao said he didn't want to hang out with you?"

"With Zhou Yao's character, why would he say 'no'? He must have listened to me, and must have compromised with me. I said Zhou Yao, you are not allowed to go abroad, you are not allowed to go to Harvard to go to New York to earn dollars , he really won’t go.” His slender eyes were slightly red, and Qu Jia said, “But why should I let him hang out with me, why should I stop him from leaving?  Such an excellent son, is he trained to sell sesame seed cakes with me in the future?

"Fortunately, his parents are educated people. If he is a rough man, he probably wants to find a knife and kill me. Should Zhou Yao, who is such a good person, accompany me to sell sesame seed cakes?"

"..."

The two of them walked for a while and then drove for a while, and they wandered around Wangfujing Dongdan.It gets dark early in winter, and it is only after five o'clock in the evening, and the sky gradually darkens.

In the distance, gray buildings, big blue signs, and large metal characters are the familiar "Dongdan Subway Station".

They subconsciously made a big circle and came back here, full of the best and most poignant memories.

Tang Zheng raised his hand and squeezed Qu Jia's shoulder, representing a silent thank you: Last time at this subway station, you gave Xiaobai a hand, and I don't say thank you for your kindness. My buddy will be grateful to you for this matter for the rest of my life.

Before Tang Zheng moved his hand away, Qu Jia raised his eyes to look over, and stopped immediately.

It was like being enchanted, shouting "Ding"!

Tang Zheng also stopped.

Qu Jia stared over there, at the exit of the subway station, next to the newsstand, who was the boy who just walked past with a magazine in his hand?

He was stunned, which made Tang Zheng also stunned, so what?

Tang Zheng's eyesight is also good, but this matter has nothing to do with eyesight, Tang Zheng will not look for people who look like Zhou Yao on the street all day long, but Qu Jia will.

His mind is full of Zhou Yao.

He seemed to have seen it just now, Zhou Yao walked down the large staircase at the entrance of the subway station.How did Zhou Yao appear here?

Qu Jia yelled those two words in his heart, but he couldn't yell them out of his mouth.

Originally his voice was hoarse, and he was so shocked that he couldn't make a sound at all. In the state of astonishment and trance, he suddenly threw off and ran in big strides!

Run like crazy.

It was like a dream, and also like a fetter and reincarnation of feelings. He ran on the familiar road from Wangfujing to Dongdan subway station.It's just that this time he ran backwards, letting himself run back along this road, back to the place where the two of them first smiled and looked at each other and held hands, back to the place where this youthful sprouting began.

Let's go back in time, can we still run back? ...

Tang Zheng wasn't slow either, in fact he should be faster than Qu Jia, but he couldn't see clearly where the running target was?The result was that Uncle Tang Zheng, the record holder of the school team, had a whole body of acceleration, but he didn't know where the finish line was, so he could only run along with Qu Jia inexplicably.

The strong wind whistled wildly in my ears, and I woke up from the wine all at once.The long scarf was torn off by the wind when it flew up, and it was blown away. Qu Jia didn't stop to pick it up without squinting.This was also knitted by his mother for him. It was the same style as Zhou Yao's, but it was knitted in camel color.

Throwing the scarf back, Tang Zheng reached out to grab it...

Qu Jia rushed down the stairs quickly, and there was no one in the ticket hall of the subway station this time.Is it the Chinese New Year? All the means of transportation in the capital are spacious and unimpeded all the way, but Qu Jia still didn't buy a ticket this time.

He stared straight at the platform, walked three steps at a time, and jumped down a long flight of stairs.One foot may have stepped on the edge of the steps, ah, I sprained it, and it hurt, and my eyes were eagerly chasing the train that was about to enter the station.

He saw Zhou Yao's passing figure and profile.

The roar of the train wheels hitting the rails echoed in my ears, and Qu Jia panted violently, flying over the barriers and looking around.He was extremely familiar with this place, and the scene was repeated like yesterday, but last time it was for Ye Xiaobai and Tang Zheng, but this time it was for himself.

The hall is wide and high, and the dazzling lights illuminate every corner of the road ahead, making it impossible to avoid the true heart.

Qu Jia stared at the person he was looking for at a glance, separated by several layers of crowd.There weren't too many passengers, but each of them shuttled in their own direction, blocking his running direction.He yelled "Zhou Yao" in a hoarse voice, and Zhou Yao's back was facing the direction of the train speeding into the station, wearing a down jacket of a familiar color, walking quickly, as if he was about to step into the dark culvert... …

What is Zhou Yao going to do?

"distant!!!"

Qu Jia pushed away the person in front of him, then bumped into another one, ran over to the train carriage, and grabbed Zhou Yao's arm the moment the carriage door opened.

what--

bang-

That day, all the passers-by in the car watched a crazy boy crash into the car door at a 50-meter sprint speed and threw another innocent boy down.The two of them were almost holding each other on their shoulders, and they fell into the carriage and fell heavily on the floor.