first love

During the long summer vacation, the humming of cicadas kept piercing into my ears, but the dormitory was quiet enough.

"go?"

"Ah."

The two of them were preparing to go on a trip, which was what Wen Lan had been thinking about before.He didn't want to go to a part-time job yet, and he wanted to make up for the regret that he didn't give the other party a formal birthday, so he proposed to take a stroll in a nearby city with Xie Nanqun.When the owner of the cafe heard about it, he gave them advice, saying that since they were going to play, they must go to Xiazhou.

So they bought their tickets and set off today.Wen Lan still used the other's shoulder as a pillow, and quietly bent the corners of his mouth, while Xie Nanqun didn't know anything, and carefully maintained his posture.

When they arrived, they were unlucky enough to realize that the climate here was unpredictable, and it rained suddenly, so they had to hide in a small shop by the roadside.The boss was a kind woman who brought them towels and two bowls of steaming sugar water.

Wen Lan suddenly remembered a poem, but forgot the name, but vaguely remembered it was from Tagore:

"If I'm restless today,

I love, forgive me.

It was the first summer rain, and the trees by the river were swaying and trembling.

The trees with lush flowers and leaves hold a cup of mellow wine, inviting the passing wind.

Look, the lightning flashes in the sky and casts hasty sights, and the wind is dancing wildly on your hair. "

He told it to Xie Nanqun, and the other party tasted a little charm, and quietly watched the rain fall outside the window.

Not long after, the cloudy sky in the distance gradually cleared up again, like a pure blue lake.Occasionally, a cloud floats past, like a white fish.After checking the sky, Wen Lan couldn't laugh or cry: "You still have to bring an umbrella... It rains and clears suddenly, this place is really interesting."

Xie Nanqun pulled him out of the door, feeling the bitter fragrance of grass and trees in his lungs, as well as the smell of rain and sunshine.

They went to Wanyuan Street recommended by the boss. There are buildings of different styles here, including the black walls and white tiles of the water town, small buildings with cornices, small and exquisite Japanese-style houses, and European-style gardens. If you don't pay attention, you will be contaminated with the faint scent of roses.

Wen Lan likes a wall covered with wisteria the most. This season, it happens to be full of flowers.Behind it is a bookstore, and the owner has planted many potted plants, which are full of greenery.A poster was pasted on the door, and it was said that a stage play would be staged at the Grand Theater on the other street.

Seeing Wen Lan looking at the poster frequently, Xie Nanqun smiled: "Let's go together."

The boss listened to their discussion, and took out two tickets from the drawer: "For you, that's my friend's performance."

Walking into the theatre, the two came a little later and chose the seats at the back.Even though the audience was not very large, a group of young people on the stage were full of passion, laughing and cursing, and played their roles alive.More than two hours passed by, Wen Lan was fascinated, and followed other audiences to the stage, hugging and communicating with the actors.

There is a black-haired girl among them, who is the leading role, with a sweet appearance, but in the play she is a lunatic who cannot get what she wants and is obsessed with love.Hearing that the two were introduced by the owner of the bookstore, she showed an extremely bright smile: "I wish you a happy stay in Xiazhou!"

"You acted very well, come on." Wen Lan replied.

Xie Nanqun, who has little interest in stage plays, also said, "Have you been performing here?"

The girl raised a strand of her hair and blinked playfully: "Of course not, we run around the country and come back when we're tired."

Leaving the theater, the evening glow slowly floods from a corner of the sky, and then all you can see is a faint reddish orange.The two found a small restaurant on the street, and went to a nearby youth hostel after eating.The first floor here is a bar. The resident singer plays the guitar and sings about his dreams and love with a melodious voice.

Xie Nanqun ordered a glass of wine, and then gave Wen Lan non-alcoholic juice.

The other party took it reluctantly: "It's rare to come out..."

The song changed one after another, the night gradually darkened, and the two went back to their room to rest.Xie Nanqun only booked one room, probably due to negligence, and only now remembered.

Wen Lan knew about it a long time ago, but he didn't say anything.