King Jack Sue

It was almost 12 midnight when it was time to go to bed, but Gu Xuan didn't seem to be sleepy at all, and turned on the TV in the living room to watch.Yan Ci was a little sleepy, but he was afraid that he would be bored watching TV alone, so he watched it with him while staying sleepy.

The air conditioner was moderately turned on in the room, and Yan Ci was sitting on the sofa in his pajamas, and he didn't feel cold, but he hadn't watched TV for a long time, and Yan Ci was not used to it.

Gu Xuan changed stations one by one, Yan Ci was unclear, so: "What exactly do you want to watch, why do you keep changing?"

"I don't know, I just think these are not good-looking." Gu Xuan said and changed another channel, but this time he didn't press it.

Yan Ci looked over.

This is a poetry reading program. On the screen is a little girl in a blue gauze dress standing in the middle of the stage and reading a poem, which is Yeats' "When You Are Old".The soft light slowly rotates on the little girl's body. Her voice is light and tender, combined with the beautiful piano background music, it is very moving.

"When you are old and gray and sleepy,

Taking a nap by the fire, please take down this poem,

Read slowly, recalling the softness of your eyes in the past,

Recalling their heavy shadows in the past;

How many people love your happy hour of youth,

I adore your beauty, fake or true heart,

Only one person loves your pilgrim soul,

Love the painful wrinkles on your aging face;

Hanging his head, beside the red shining stove,

Speaking of the passing away of that love in a sad voice,

It paced slowly on the hill above it,

Faces are hidden among the stars. "

Yan Ci smiled: "Why didn't I find out before, you still like this?"

"Probably because of your influence." Gu Xuan paused and said, "She reads very well."

"It sounds good, but I don't think this poem should be read by children," Yan Ci yawned suddenly, feeling drowsy: "No matter how good the voice is, it can't make up for the lack of vicissitudes."

Gu Xuan looked at him for a while: "Then you read it to me?"

Yan Ci was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."

There are a lot of books in Gu Xuan's study on the second floor. Yan Ci saw a collection of foreign poetry in English on the shelf when she was flipping through it before, and this "When You Are Old" happened to be included in it.

Yan Ci found this poem, took the book and was about to go downstairs, but when he saw Gu Xuan at the door, he was a little surprised: "Why are you following?"

"I suddenly felt that simply listening to you recite poems is a bit monotonous."

"So?" Yan Ci's mouth twitched: "You still have to add a BGM to me?"

"I do have the idea."

"...Why are you so good at playing today?"

"I usually don't know how to play very much. It's okay to play once in a while."

Yan Ci couldn't find anything to refute him, so he could only follow him to the piano room.There was a black piano in the room. When the lid was lifted, there were clean and neat black and white keys. It reminded Yan Ci of the scene when Gu Xuan played the piano for him in the piano room near the school.

"What are you doing?" Gu Xuan sat in front of the piano and tried a few notes with both hands on the keys.

"It's nothing." Yan Ci returned to his senses and sat beside him.

"What music do you want?"

"I don't know much about piano music, so you can do whatever you want, as long as you think it's good."

Gu Xuan smiled: "Okay."

Then the ethereal and elegant piano sound came from between his fingers.Yan Ci didn't know what the song was, but he just thought it was very nice, far and near, high and low, like spring water splashing all the way from the top of the autumn mountain.

Yan Ci opened the book, turned to that page of poems, and read out along with the sound of the piano:

"When you are old and grey and full of sleep.

And nodding by the fire, takedown this book."

The little girl on TV is speaking Chinese, but Yan Ci thinks it is better to use English. No matter what the poem is, the translation will not be more classic than the original.

Yan Ci's voice is no lower than Gu Xuan's, but it is very clear, like a stream flowing through jade stones on weekdays, but now when it is lowered and slowed down, it is as deep and mysterious as sea fog, erratic and blurred, careless It makes people intoxicated.

"And slowly read, and dream of the soft look. Youreye shadow once, and of their shadows deep."

Gu Xuan is a solid realist with a strong purpose. He focuses on the present in everything, and doesn't think about things that are too illusory, so things like "oldness" are far away for him, and he doesn't think about them.But Yan Ci is different, Yan Ci will think about it, and think about it often.

"How many loved your moments of glad grace.

And loved your beauty with love false or true."

He would wonder what he would look like when he was old, whether he would have gray hair, loose bones, and walk slowly and laboriously along the road with a cane.

Will not, or alone.

"Butone man loved the pilgrim Soulin you. And loved the sorrows of yourchanging face."

In fact, all cranky thoughts come from fear.

He was afraid that when he was young, he had no ability, no money, could not do what he wanted to do, and could not keep the people he wanted to keep, and then when he was old, he would be full of regrets.All the enthusiasm has been worn away by the age little by little, and then it can't be ignited again.

Look at Yan Ci's ascetic appearance, you think he can appreciate everything and is not afraid of anything, but in fact he is afraid of many things.

Too many to die for.

"Andbending down beside the glowing bars.

Murmur, alittlesadly, how Lovefled."

Let alone love.

Yan Ci remembered that one night when he slept with Gu Xuan, he woke up from a nightmare.He dreamed that he was old and Gu Xuan was still young, and he said to Gu Xuan, "I love you," but Gu Xuan just replied indifferently, "I don't know you." After waking up, Yan Ci embraced the sleeping Gu Xuan. Xuan said to him, Gu Xuan, I said I love you, do you believe it or not?

Gu Xuan couldn't hear it.

"And paced upon the mountains overhead."

When you were young, there was such a person who accompanied you and said he liked you, but when you were old, would he still be there?You stand on the side of the road waiting for him, just like he was waiting for you at the gate of the school. You turn on your phone and see that only a few minutes have passed.

"Andhidhis face amidst crowd of stars."

After Yan Ci finished reading the last line of the poem, Gu Xuan's piano sound gradually slowed down, and the aftertaste gradually disappeared at the last note.

Looking at the words in the book, he felt a little bitter in his heart. Those affectionate words were obviously very close to him, but they were far away from him, so far away that he couldn't reach him.

Then he felt his hand being covered by the other, and then he looked up and saw Gu Xuan was looking at him, Gu Xuan opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

His black eyes are deep and intense, looking at Yan Ci intently, there seems to be some forbearance flowing in his eyes, so that Yan Ci suspects that what he is holding back and wants to say is "I love you."

But Gu Xuan didn't say anything.

The word "love" is too solemn and sacred, and too unreasonable. Under such circumstances, no one dares to say it easily and blatantly, for fear that if they are not careful, they will become a liar.

Lie to you forever.