summer monsoon

Sydney.

The ground under the blue sky was distorted in the scorching air, Lin Fengliang squinted his eyes and pressed the brim of his hat.

He escaped from the snowstorm and entered the morning light of early summer in the southern hemisphere.

Transferring from the airport to the train, the carriage only passed through the dark underground track for a few songs, and the passengers were already left in the city center.Lin Fengliang walked out of the main building of the retro Central Station with the large army, and stopped under the bell tower. A row of trees with purple spike-shaped flowers stood beside the road.Even more spectacular than what you saw in the video that day.As soon as the wind blows, flowers rain down, and the ground is already covered with a thick layer of purple tapestry.

Lin Fengliang had never seen a purple tree before.

In my impression, there will be a rain of petals, which is the cherry blossoms that I have seen in Japan.But although the cherry blossoms at that time were beautiful, the rubbing of shoulders under the trees made people lose the patience to appreciate them, and just wanted to escape from the crowd quickly.

That night, after Xiao Ci left, Lin Fengliang opened the app market of his mobile phone and downloaded the social software Times that he just saw.After quickly reading the user agreement, Lin Fengliang was about to register a new account.I can't use my phone number or my existing mailbox, otherwise one day I will be picked out by following the clues, and will be filled with overwhelming insults just like the current mailbox and official blog.

So Lin Fengliang leaned against the bedside and rummaged through his memories, and remembered the first mailbox that Xiao Ci registered for the two of them in junior high school.The account number is Lin Fengliang's name plus birthday, and the password is Xiao Ci's name plus birthday.I didn't expect it to still be there.Neither of them had ever used this mailbox before, and there were sporadically a bunch of spam emails lying in it. Lin Fengliang simply cleaned it up and used it to register a new Times account.

Clicking on the blue gradient icon with a capital T, Lin Fengliang found the search box and typed in the account he just saw.

The latest video is that half-minute riff.The boy's build is thin, and the protruding shoulder blades can be seen through the white T-shirt.He sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the little blond girl standing under the tree in front of the keyboard.Little Loli stared at the big brother in front of her with a smile in her eyes, stroking the keys with her fingertips in tune with the ethereal sound of the kalimba to accompany him.

Lin Fengliang pulled down the video and saw over a hundred comments below, mixed in Chinese and English.The account owner picked an interesting reply.

--Where did brother A go?The purple flowers are so beautiful!

--Sydney.

--Brother A, what kind of tree is this?Is the color of the petals a filter?

--Without the filter, this is a jacaranda.Common in the southern hemisphere.

--Brother An!Who is this little girl to you? She's so cute~ I'm sick of playing so well at such a young age.

--I don't know, I met on the side of the road, I am only 7 years old, and I perform by myself in the garden in the city center every weekend.

Lin Fengliang kept swiping the screen with his fingers.

This travel blogger doesn't talk much, and the hundreds of posts are almost fragments of his journey.Reply to messages occasionally.

Brother A's English name is Antares in this fan's mouth, but he is only slightly popular.In the group photos with passers-by, they all wear large masks and hats of various colors. They are well-proportioned, with a straight nose bridge and clear and gentle eyes. They like to wear gray T-shirts and sweaters with cute little patterns.

The protagonists of those videos and photos are of different shapes and skin colors. There are elderly people in a cramped corner of a crowded market who are doing handicrafts. Skateboards spray green and red on the graffiti walls, and there are also gentle smiles of old ladies with loose skin but elegant clothes holding books in the subway.Weird buildings, absurd street performances, the glances of the crowd in a hurry, smiling eyes in dark corners, drenched birds, mouth-watering food and clear wine, and the starry sky reflected on the unknown lake.All of this breaks through the screen with endless layers of filters.This is how people live passionately.

His palms were sweating, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Lin Fengliang felt his heart beat faster, and his chest suddenly heated up, he had never felt like this before.

He was calm, cold and thin.

It seems that the name was not calculated properly. He has always lived in low temperature, and his body temperature seems to be lower than that of ordinary people.

He suddenly wanted to go to the place where the petals fell to see the little girl who could play the piano.

So here he is, flying thousands of kilometers.

Not all cities are as big as the capital.

Sydney's city center is small, and his gifted sense of direction allowed him to locate Riley Street with a glance at the map.

Standing at the intersection and looking into the narrow street, the branches of jacaranda trees extend from both sides of the road to the middle, almost covering one side of the sky, and few pedestrians and cars let the petals on the quiet road and the branches still grow The same, still fresh and clean.

Lin Fengliang remembered that Mr. A said in his reply that the little girl would play here on weekends.He sat on the suitcase with his waist bag on his chest, waiting for the girl who didn't know when she would show up, and whether she would show up or not.

The morning light is still warm, but the sun at noon is not friendly at all.

The ozone hole seemed to give the ultraviolet rays here a special burning effect. Lin Fengliang's arms exposed to the sun felt bursts of pain, and the snow-white skin that had been covered in the indoor ice rink all the year round was rarely stimulated, and immediately began to turn red.Lin Fengliang opened the half-empty suitcase on the street and rummaged through the sun protection clothing.

Suddenly there was a conversation not far away. Under the tree, the middle-aged man was talking to the girl while setting up the keyboard.

She really came!

Lin Fengliang immediately gathered his things hastily, closed the suitcase, put on the sun protection clothing, and took a few steps closer.

The girl saw him and smiled at him like in the video.

Inspired by the strong sense of unreality, he took out his mobile phone and asked softly in English: Can you tell me the name of this song?

The girl looked at it happily and said,

promise of the world.

She looked at her big brother with black hair reaching the ear, playing his favorite tune for this fan who came from afar.

He complimented her: You are great.Thank you.

Walking through the bustling street, Lin Fengliang was a little hungry.He remembered that the burger shop introduced by Mr. A was in a shopping center not far away.

Mr. George's store, which has a history of decades, is at the entrance on the first floor of the shopping mall, and the line winds inward for more than 10 meters.Lin Fengliang was at the end of the line, tilting his head to look at the floor-to-ceiling glass next to him.On the other side of the glass is the indoor ice rink on the first floor downstairs.A standard-sized ice rink surrounded by stands and big screens.On the court, a group of seven or eight-year-old children were led by several coaches to slide in a straight line.

Not far away, a young girl is doing butterfly step exercises by herself, which seems to be the basis of some years of practice.In the stands directly across from her sat young boys wearing huge masks.Lin Fengliang's eyes shrank suddenly, and he felt that the slightly thin figure overlapped with the figure of Mr. A in the video.

Heh, it's like being possessed by something.Lin Fengliang shook his head and followed the team towards the door of the store. How could it be such a coincidence that the clean boys in the whole world are all Mr. A.

The wagyu burger is really tasty.

Lin Fengliang was never picky about food.Foods with good nutrition and calories calculated by special personnel appear to be healthy with less oil, less salt and less sugar.For him, eating is just to ensure physical strength.But the chubby hamburger in my hand is delicious like never before, maybe it is the freshness brought by the humid and warm summer wind, maybe it is the enthusiasm of different colored eyes in a foreign country, maybe it is the first time I feel the world seriously in the endless stream alone The aroma of the fireworks, the satisfaction on the taste buds at this moment is a novelty that he has never experienced before.

Sure enough, compared to China, there are really not many people in shopping malls.

Lin Fengliang went down the escalator with the big Coke that came with the hamburger set meal, and came to the gate of the ice rink.Although treated, the right knee ACL strain will take longer to recover.The grand prix final was missed, and Zhou Bingxing made his last stand in the World Championships. At the age of 19, he trained very hard as a junior, his thigh muscles were strong, and he was especially good at jumping.If you can seize the opportunity of the World Championships, then the No.1 domestic figure skating will probably be able to change hands smoothly.

After drinking too much, Lin Fengliang threw away the half-full cup of giant Coke and went straight to the bathroom to drain the water.He took out the dry cleaning liquid and wiped his hands clean, pushed open the compartment door and was about to go out, when he looked up and found that his pocket was still hanging on the door, and the small castle key chain looked a bit old under the warm light.Lin Fengliang was a little confused, his documents, cash and bank cards were still in his pocket.If he loses it... then he will definitely not have the chance to travel alone next time...

With the waist bag slung across his chest, Lin Fengliang opened the phone map.This is a trip that goes as soon as you say it, and the accommodation is also forgotten as soon as you say it.It wasn't until the moment before boarding the plane that he realized that he had forgotten to book a hotel, so he had the cheek to send a message to Xiao Ci.As soon as I got off the plane, I received Xiao Ci's address. It was a homestay. The place where Xiao Ci lived when he came to Sydney to perform before. The house is beautiful, the neighborhood is quiet and the transportation is convenient.

The sky gradually darkened, and the distant sky was dyed into a glass of tequila sunrise by the sunset. Lin Fengliang dragged the suitcase down the subway entrance, unzipped his waist bag and searched for the bus pass, and grabbed a metal bottle.He paused slightly, and in his palm lay a nebulized inhaler...

Lin Fengliang remembered seeing advertisements for similar medicines, which seemed to be the medicines carried by asthmatics... Why is there such a thing in the bag?He opened his pocket, and there was a wallet he hadn't seen before and a bunch of keys with Totoro in it. The chubby Totoro grinned cunningly at him.

……

This is not my pocket.Lin Fengliang's scalp felt numb for a moment, and he immediately put down the suitcase and opened the zipper.In the suitcase, his fanny pack was lying neatly among the clothes.That's right, when the little girl was rummaging through the sun protection clothes before playing the piano, she dropped her purse in the suitcase and didn't take it out.

so far so good.

No, I just let it go and lifted it again, so whose pocket is it?It also contains emergency medicine for asthma?

After confirming that there was no contact information in the wallet, Lin Fengliang dragged the suitcase and quickly turned back to the door of the bathroom on the basement floor of the shopping mall.Not to mention the bathrooms, the shops that passed by pulled down the shutters and turned off the lights. They were all closing their doors, and the entire shopping center was empty.He sighed and was about to leave to go upstairs, but he could only find the staff to hand it over.As soon as he turned around, a series of indistinct gasps hit the eardrums.

The author says:

Thank you my cat for the cover~