swimming fish

At the end of spring, the rain fell heavily, pattering on the window glass of the car.

Taxis can't get in on the road to Caicun.Ji Anhe got off the taxi, took the wine from Song Yu, and ran to the eaves to hide from the rain.He brushed the raindrops off his shoulders, but his eyes stayed on the rain that suddenly fell from the eaves.

This rain is like the rain when they were about to leave Caicun that day.

It's just that the rain that day sprinkled densely on the barren land in Ji Anhe's heart, but today's rain is more like washing away the last bit of spring that lingers in his heart for a long time and refuses to leave.

"Mr. Ji?" A female voice came from the corner of the eaves, "Are you here?"

Ji An and Xun Sheng looked over and saw that Xiao Bai was walking towards him holding a transparent umbrella and carrying a bag of flowers.

"Yeah." He took the wine jar in his hand, naturally took the umbrella from Xiaobai's hand, and helped her hold it up, "You, do you know that I'm coming?"

"I don't know." Xiaobai raised his head and smiled at Ji Anhe, "But Brother Song knows. Brother Song called Chen Yan and asked if Chen Yan saw you? When Chen Yan answered the phone, I was there Beside, heard."

Ji Anhe shifted his eyes to the white walls and black tiles on both sides, pretending to be calm and listening to Xiaobai talking about Song Yu.

"Did you quarrel with Brother Song?" Xiaobai inquired, "You refuse to answer Brother Song's call?"

"No." Ji Anhe denied without thinking, "He didn't call me."

"Huh?" Xiaobai asked suspiciously.

Ji Anhe pursed his lips, the expression in his eyes was still tepid, but his tone was more helpless: "It's okay. Maybe you're still angry with me."

"Why is he angry with you?" Xiao Bai was aroused by Ji Anhe's words, "Brother Song has such a good temper, why is he still angry with you?"

"Well, it's a student. I have to go to calm down by myself in that weather." Ji An and Xu Xu said, "I said that day that I was going back..."

"You!" Xiaobai paused when she opened the door. She turned around and interrupted Ji An and closing the umbrella, "You! Are you really going back?"

"Yeah." Ji Anhe shook the wine in his hand, "So I'm saying goodbye."

"Use Song Yu's wine to bid farewell?" The door suddenly opened, and Chen Yan asked behind the door.

Ji An and the woman with a high ponytail behind the door exchanged a glance, her eyes were dark, as if all the madness of those years had been deposited in her eyes.

"No. I stole it and hid it. Don't use it to say goodbye." He handed the wine jar in his hand to Chen Yan.

Xiao Bai was dumbfounded listening to Ji Anhe's answer, but Chen Yan smiled at him, opened the door wide, and let him in.

"Mr. Ji, are you afraid that Brother Song will steal a drink after you leave?" Xiaobai asked.

Ji Anhe frowned, and was solidly amused by Xiaobai's words.

"That's it."

Chen Yan, who was walking in front, turned her head and glanced at Ji Anhe, stretched out her hand to pull Xiao Bai back to her side, and whispered a few words to Xiao Bai, probably explaining why Ji Anhe came.

Ji Anhe didn't look at her all the time, and didn't pay much attention to what she and Xiaobai explained, but just looked up at the old tree in the yard with the note written by him and Song Yu.

"Ah, Mr. Ji wants to hide..." When Chen Yan finished explaining to Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai was about to turn around and make fun of Ji Anhe, but his words stopped for a moment.

When the two of them turned their heads, they both saw Ji Anhe who was standing in the rain with an umbrella, but his eyes were fixed on the trees in their yard.She let Xiaobai go into the house, and followed Ji Anhe's gaze to the tree, raised her hand on a low branch and took two pieces of paper hanging on it, she turned the two pieces of paper over After taking a look, he said with a smile.

"Song Yu... man, I said this thing should be hung low, so that when you come later, you can see it at first sight. If you can't see it, let me take it for you." She said Handed the note in his hand to Ji Anhe, "At first I thought it was so important that when he came to pick up the cat climbing frame that day, he would come to this tree to change it."

Ji Anhe took the two pieces of paper.

Two sentences at the beginning of the note:

"When I first saw you, you were beautiful alone in the crowd."

"A person is like a rainbow."

Now being held by Ji Anhe, one piece of paper in this hand has changed.

The note "I saw you for the first time" was gone, and was replaced by a new note with the words "Song Yu".

Ji Anhe rubbed those two words with his fingertips, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth at some point, and his eyes were as gentle as spring rain.

Chen Yan leaned under the tree, folded her arms and watched Ji Anhe pick up the note with Song Yu's name on it. She seemed to have calmed down, and then she started talking: "Song Yu said that day... "

Ji Anhe interrupted Chen Yan, he raised his hand and shook Song Yu's note, and asked first: "He must say, so that when I saw this note at first glance, he was the only one in my eyes ,Yeah?"

Chen Yan glanced at Ji Anhe in surprise, and had to admit: "It's about the same. He said so, your first sight is 'Song Yu'."

"It's him."

Ji Anhe responded, not knowing if it was echoing Song Yu's words, or if it was only affirming Song Yu's words.

Ji Anhe hung up the note that said Song Yu.The red rope was hooked on the branch, and his loose hand hesitated again.

In the end, he hung up his "A man like a rainbow" back to its original place, and folded up the piece of paper with "Song Yu" written on it.

Pressing his fingers along the folded edge, he solemnly folded the paper, as if he folded all the whispers, love words, soft jade, and warmth that Song Yu didn't say, and then put them in his wallet , replacing the two credit cards previously placed on the mezzanine.

"Chen Yan." After Ji Anhe put away everything, he looked at the woman under the tree with a cigarette in her hand.

"Song Yu said that you are not used to the smell of cigarettes." Chen Yan raised the unlit cigarette in her hand.

"It's just an excuse. There's nothing wrong with him smoking less." Ji Anhe explained, took out the lighter he bought last night from his pocket, and handed it to Chen Yan, "What else did he say?"

Chen Yan took the lighter, but still didn't light a cigarette, but led Ji Anhe upstairs, and said as she walked, "There are still things on it."

Ji Anhe followed Chen Yan upstairs, and the two passed through the room where Ji Anhe and Song Yu lived before, the room where Song Yu said "I'm not a good person" but slept with Ji Anhe Chun room, and then they came to a movie room.

The audio-visual room is not big, but there are three large shelves on the three walls after the entrance, on which tapes, vinyl records, and CDs are placed in sequence.

Chen Yan put the cigarette on the coffee table behind the inner door and walked straight to the CD shelf. She pointed to the penultimate floor: "This is the song written by our previous band and Song Yu over the years."

Ji Anhe followed and moved closer, watching Chen Yan take out the latest CD from the edge, and walked to the CD player on the shelf not far away, playing this CD.

"The song he wrote this year seems to be called Youyu. I haven't heard it yet, maybe we can listen to it together." Chen Yan pressed the play button.

The soothing prelude comes slowly, like the breeze blowing flowers in the roof garden, the drum beats slowly playing along with the guitar strings, like the person's approaching steps, the warm and deep voice at the beginning, like Ji Anhe and his first It's the same as what I heard when we first met.

It was Song Yu, the Song Yu that Ji Anhe liked.

"...

The warm wind blows through early summer,

Between the pages of the book are dried flowers,

Under the vines brewing new tea,

Kissing fish,

Migrating home. "

The singing stopped abruptly after the word "go home".

"Stop listening?" Chen Yan asked the people around her.

She saw that the song was only half played, and Ji Anhe walked over.

He pressed the pause button, and his hands stuck to the pause button for a long time without moving. His lips moved a few times, but he didn't know what to say.

What should I say, Ji Anhe thought to himself.

It seems that he is inferior to Song Yu's sincerity in everything.

He is not like Song Yu, who loves sincerely and passionately.

His implicit romance is probably not as good as one-thousandth of what Song Yu gave him.

like this song.

It wasn't Song Yu who wanted to sing to him at all, but what Song Yu sang was him.

There is him in the wind, in books, in tea, in begging for kisses, and in going home.

It's him throughout the song.

Song Yu wrote him in the song and sang it to everyone, as if everyone had witnessed them.

This is the romance that he couldn't give Song Yu, but it was given to him by Song Yu.

The author says:

Those few lines that are well written in the lyrics are made by Mrs. Minggu Guangzi. The bad ones are made by me.