swimming fish

The sunlight falling on the top of the Cangshan Mountain seems to sprinkle gold on the snow, which is fascinating; but when the sunlight falls into the room where Song Yu is lying, it seems weak in this cold place.

Song Yu woke up from her sleep, and raised her hand to cover the dazzling sunlight as before.

After waking up for a while, he turned over and sat up. Looking at the scattered wine bottles under the bed, he remembered that there was no one in the inn last night, so he drank two more glasses in the room where Ji Anhe lived before. Forget about bringing the curtains.

"The third spring, the fourth summer, the fourth autumn, the fourth winter... alas."

His sigh still echoed in the small room, but the only response to him was the silence of the whole building.

The end of the new year is approaching, Liang Hao and Houzi were put back home half a month ago to rest according to the previous rules, and they waited for the end of the year to come back to welcome the crowds of the new year with him, even the gray hair was released by Song Yu After taking leave, let Liang Hao take him back to raise him first.

In the huge building, he was the only one left, which made him muddle along for half a month.

He sat blankly on the edge of the bed and watched the scene of the snow-covered Cangshan Mountain outside the window, but his eyes suddenly turned away.

He still remembered the look of the man in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with the snowy Cangshan Mountain and the Erhai Lake moonlight reflected in his eyes.

At that time, Song Yu thought that the wind and snow and moon in the world were his Ji Anhe.

Thinking about it now, it seems that Feng Hua Xue Yue is not as good as that person.

But it's been three years, maybe Song Yu is the only one who still misses him; maybe Ji Anhe has forgotten the wind chime in the suitcase long ago; maybe Ji Anhe has forgotten him long ago.

Only he is still infatuated.Song Yu thought to himself mockingly, and couldn't help laughing after thinking about it.

It's just that there is no joy in this smile.

He got up and picked up the gently vibrating cell phone, stood in front of the window that Ji Anhe had pushed open, looked down at the empty swing in the garden in the courtyard, and the flower stand next to the swing. Withered a few potted flowers, he looked gloomy.

"Hello." Song Yu answered the phone.

"Brother Song!" Xiaobai's voice came from over there, "Chen Yan asked you to come over to hold flowers today. We went to the flower market to buy New Year's flowers. We knew you didn't want to go, so I brought two more pots for you."

"I'm going to Xizhou this afternoon. I'll be here in a few days." Song Yu opened the window in the house, letting the bitter winter wind blow into the house, blowing away the smell of wine, and turning around to put the wine scattered on the house. The wine bottles on the ground were packed up, and the few bottles that were not empty were piled into the wine cabinet in the roof garden one by one.

Ever since he found out that the wine in the wine cabinet was about to run out in the summer, he kept adding wine to the wine cabinet, and hid the bottle left by Ji Anhe in the depths of the wine cabinet.

His stubborn actions made Liang Haolai ask him several times, but to no avail.

In fact, he himself didn't know why he did this.Maybe it was because he was afraid that he really finished drinking, but that person didn't come back; or maybe he was reluctant to finish the little wine that person left him.

But in the end, it's all because of that person.

He wiped his face, closed the door of the wine cabinet, turned around and braided his hair, looked at the new order alerted in the mobile app, and sent a text message to Liang Hao who was on vacation, telling her to take her vacation and come back to wait for a guest , I left the inn, and went to the house of the old man who helped him raise fish as usual.

The old man has always treated him like his own son, and when he saw him coming, he even left him to fish in the Erhai Lake in Xizhou.

The water is cold in winter, and few fish can be caught.Perhaps the old man didn't expect Song Yu to catch a few, but he just asked him to pass the time together.

"Ayu, are you unhappy?"

The old man lit his freshly rolled leaf cigarette, sat on the Erhai Lake, and looked at the long pole.

"No." Song Yu lowered his head and put earthworms on the fishhook as bait.

The old man snorted contemptuously: "Just lie to me. I can't tell if you're not happy?"

"Yeah. You're old, and it's common for you to miss your eyes." Song Yu made a rare joke, causing the old man to grab a handful of small stones on the ground and throw two at him. After the smashing, the old man asked solemnly: "The person you like hasn't come back yet?"

Listening to the old man's question, Song Yu stopped baiting.

The wind by the lake lifted his broken hair, and he blinked his eyes inadvertently a few times before he pursed his lips and said hesitantly: "He... probably won't come back."

"Have you asked?"

"No." Song Yu stood up and hid his feet, grabbed the pole with one hand and threw the hook and fishing line into the lake in the distance with one hand, "I have no contact with him. I'm afraid...he will return In the original life, I disturbed him too much."

"No contact at all?"

"No. I will still send a blessing text message during the Chinese New Year. I edited it on purpose. His... probably sent it in groups. I don't know, and it's hard to ask."

The old man took a puff of his leaf cigarette quietly, and didn't ask any more questions, and didn't say whether it was good or not. He only said when Song Yu's fish bit the hook and he helped Song Yu take up the fishing line and pull up the pole. Said: "My old lady likes to eat fish, so I went to Xiaohegou to touch her. Later, I was so busy that I didn't have time to touch fish for her. When I finally had time to touch fish for her, she went to the sky again. No need to eat fish." I caught fish for her. Song Yu, while you're still alive, you should work hard... Just work hard, lest you really miss the chance later."

"But we made an agreement from the very beginning, starting from Dali and ending in Dali." Song Yu muttered in a low voice.

The old man pouted and shook his head, deeply disapproving.

"This kind of thing, don't talk about being a gentleman. You don't have to do what you want to do, you just follow yourself here," the old man raised his finger and pointed at the position of Song Yu's heart, and continued, "I just follow here, you know No?"

Song Yu didn't nod, nor shook his head immediately, his eyes were full of struggle, trying to make a choice.

In the end, he hadn't come up with any substantive results in his mind on the way to Caicun to find Xiaobai Baohua with the fish that the old man gave him.

And when Song Yu came back from Caicun, it was already a few days later.

At that time, he came back from the car of Chen Yan's friend from Caicun, and Chen Yan's friend even unloaded the two pots of New Year's flowers for him and put them by the door before leaving.

Song Yu then pushed open the door and walked in along the path of the garden in the courtyard. Just as she was about to put down the flowers in her arms, she saw a person sitting under the flower stand.There was a pot of flower wine in front of the man.

The strength of the flower brew has never been high, and it is not intoxicating. He usually doesn't taste it very much, but drank it once or twice when he and Ji Anhe were pretending to be arty.

Song Yu pursed his lips, thinking that the new guest in the court was also an arty person, so he didn't say anything else, but when he moved the flowers closer, he saw the gloomy expression on that person's face, It's not much different from my performance some time ago.

Thinking of this, he remembered that Liang Hao had mentioned to him yesterday that this person was called Cheng Ji.

It was also the same as Song Yu two and a half years ago, living in a muddle every day.Probably because of his sympathy for each other, Song Yu put a pot of New Year flowers in front of Cheng Ji and joked.

"Sir, you are blocking my flower stand, do you want to consider moving a nest?"

Cheng Ji didn't say anything, and gave up his seat directly, while Song Yu stepped closer to the flower stand, removed the withered pots of flowers one by one, and put the annual flowers on the shelf.

Looking around, he felt that the flower stand was too empty. If he looked at it in Ji Anhe's room in the future, it would lose its flavor.

So I filled a few more pots from the well-bloomed flower clusters placed on the side of the path into the flower stand. After filling the flower stand to the full, I looked up at the room.

The window in that room that he pushed open was still open, but every time he looked back, the person who would stand behind the window and look at him didn't know how he was doing.

Song Yu withdrew his gaze hastily, and suppressed his overly hypocritical thoughts in his heart.

Then he heard Cheng Ji complaining "Why is it so difficult to get drunk", he pursed his lips, and took Cheng Ji to the rooftop garden where he could get drunk.

This was the first time in three years that Song Yu brought someone else here, and he was still a stranger.

But this stranger was different from others, as soon as he came, he saw the new Ji An and the wind chime left for Song Yu.

Cheng Ji asked: "This wind chime is very beautiful, why hang it here?"

Song Yu turned his head and looked at the string of wind chimes hanging in the courtyard, his eyes softened naturally.

In fact, he didn't know why Ji Anhe hung the wind chimes here, maybe he wanted to hear the wind chimes jingle every time he was in the corridor, or maybe he wanted to see the wind chimes as soon as he opened the door.

"He hung up." Song Yu replied with a smile.

Then Song Yu took out the last bottle of wine that Ji Anhe left for him from the cabinet, that bottle of high-quality self-brewed wine.

To Song Yu, this wine was very bitter, but also very intoxicating.

He poured half a glass for Cheng Ji and handed it over, and after Cheng Ji tasted half a sip, he reminded: "The wine here is not good."

But what I have to say is that most of this was done on purpose by Ji Anhe, just like the wind chime at the door, it was done on purpose by Ji Anhe.

Leave bitter wine for someone like him who loves sweets, and give someone like him who sends wind chimes to xxi xdu x home.Leaving the wind chimes behind... Each of these piles is a posture that Song Yu wants to engrave in his heart.

It was as if he was more afraid of being forgotten by Song Yu than Song Yu was afraid of him forgetting.

It was only three years later that Song Yu quietly discovered Ji Anhe's hidden thoughts in Cheng Ji's place.

The author says:

Cheng Ji is the shou in the pacifier card "Forced Domestication". Before that, she said that she linked with her. In Chapter 30, there is a complete dialogue between him and Song Yu drinking.Welcome everyone to collect it.By the way, it's really almost over, and the short story is really gone.