Why are the stars indifferent

Cheng Zai glanced at the time, it was eleven fifty in the middle of the night.

The outside has become quiet, and even the sound of insects has become much weaker. You can hear the snoring from the tent not far away, and there are also a few vague dreams.

Zhan Le's movements were very light, first he opened the tent and went out, took a small lantern and stood outside waiting for Cheng to arrive.

Cheng Zai also got out, put on his shoes, and glanced at Zhan Le's expression in the dim light. He was very excited. If it wasn't the middle of the night, he might just drag himself and run away, the kind of excitement that he shouted while running.

"Hurry up." Zhan Le was still urging.

"Where are you going?" Cheng Zai asked him quietly.

Zhan Le grabbed his hand, held it tightly, and blinked at him again, mysteriously: "Just follow me."

Feeling his warm palm, Cheng Zai couldn't help but curl his lower lip.

There were a lot of people coming to barbecue. They walked around tent after tent, bumped into something and made a little noise, stepped on branches on the ground, and ran back to the barbecue shop in a quiet but not very quiet way.

The insects were completely isolated, and the only light source was the lantern in Zhan Le's hand. The two of them stood in the store like fugitives, listening to each other's breathing, blocking everything outside the house.

Zhan Le led Cheng Zai around to a door, Zhan Le's hand holding the lamp suddenly dropped, Cheng Zai didn't see what was written on the door: "Let's go."

"Why does it feel like I'm about to go to the execution ground?" Cheng Zai said in a low voice.

"Can you say something nice?" Zhan Le kicked him lightly, let go of Cheng Zai's hand, and opened the door, "Doctor Cheng."

Cheng Zai twitched the corner of his mouth, and before he could smile, he was startled by the door.

There was nothing, a large black area, as if there was a mirror, and Cheng Zai saw his and Zhan Le's legs reflected, as well as the lantern.

"Go," Zhan Le gently pushed Cheng on the back, "Go forward, Cheng Zai, don't look back."

Cheng Zai was silent for a while, then took a step forward.The door behind him closed slowly, but Zhan Le didn't follow in, and he didn't hand over the lamp to him. He just stood in the darkness, stepped back, leaned his back on the door and made a soft sound, Zhan Le's voice There was another sound outside the door, and he said, "Go forward."

It's pretty scary.

Cheng is thinking.

In such a dark and quiet scene, if someone asked him to continue walking, he might not hesitate to open the door and go out, but the person who told him to go forward was Zhan Le.

Cheng Zai sighed, and took a tentative step forward, as if something had been stepped on under his feet, the lights on the left and right came on with a click, and there seemed to be a figure beside him from the corner of his eye, he was startled, and cursed in a low voice After saying "fuck", he quickly backed away, and the light slowly dimmed again.

what……

Cheng Zai took a deep breath and walked back to where he was just now.

The lights on the left and right sides turned on again, and Cheng could see clearly this time. On the left and right sides, under the feet, there were mirrors. On the mirror, there was a small night light in the shape of a star, emitting blue light. The switch should be under the feet. , Step on it or feel the gravity and it will automatically light up.

The light was very weak, and he could only see the direction of the small mirror in front of him.

The stars on both sides are hung on the glass. If you look carefully, there is a small note hanging under the stars. Cheng Zai reached out to take off the note, opened it, and looked under the dim light. There was only one sentence on it.

Happy first birthday and welcome to this world.

There is also a stick figure in the lower left corner of the note. It can be seen that Zhan Le is working hard to draw the stick figure with scissors hands.

Cheng Zai couldn't tell what he was feeling at this moment.

He folded the note carefully, put it in his pocket, and took another step forward, and the stars lit up on his left and right sides again.

Cheng Zai took down the note this time, which read: Happy second birthday.

In the lower left corner is a stickman who grew up a bit.

Cheng Zai's throat suddenly felt itchy. He cleared his throat and continued walking.

Every time he took a step, the light would turn on. Because he was not walking slowly, the lights behind him were also extinguished very slowly. Those stars bloomed on his left and right sides, illuminating a small section of the road he walked forward. The color became brighter and brighter, turning into sky blue, light blue, and the joyful light around his fingertips.

Cheng Zai took a deep breath, and when he took the No.18 step, the light of the stars turned white, and the lights were much brighter, and he could see the road ahead clearly.

The No. 18 note said: Congratulations on becoming an adult, you can enter the Internet bar openly and aboveboard!

Cheng Zai folded the note again and put it in his pocket.

On the No.19 sheet, it says: Congratulations on the first anniversary of adulthood! Happy 19th birthday!

No. 20 said: Don't fight with Ji Changyun! 21 years old, be more mature. 21 years old is quite a young man!

These notes gave Cheng Zai a subtle illusion.

If Zhan Le had been by his side all the time since childhood, Zhan Le would really say such blessings every year.

When he was 21 years old, he did fight with Ji Changyun. Ji Changyun should have told Zhan Le.

And perhaps told him more.

Hard work from childhood to adulthood, embarrassment, short-term rebellion and bad farts in the second year of middle school, and life-threatening studies in the third year of high school.

The light of the stars gradually changed from pure white to warm orange. Cheng Zai continued to walk forward, and he suddenly understood why Zhan Le told him not to look back, because those things had passed, and things that were bright and extinguished, he only had Go forward to get more blessing notes.

Cheng Zai took the last step, the lights were already a bit dazzling, he took off the note under the star, it said: Welcome to 28 years old, from this year, you met me.

The last star has not been extinguished.

Cheng Zai walked to the door and walked out of the corridor of mirrors. The starlight lasted for a long time, and the surrounding light dimmed again. He was inexplicably nervous. When he touched the cold doorknob, he couldn't get back his thoughts. is also accelerating.

Cheng Zai took a deep breath and opened the door, he thought he would see the blinding light, the flowers everywhere - or just a few bouquets, a lot of friends, but there was nothing outside.

There are only a few strings of small lanterns hanging on the tree, and the cake next to it has not yet lit candles, and the wind is blowing impatiently. Zhan Le must be afraid that the candles will be blown out by the wind, and that he will come out too slowly... Where is Zhan Le?

Cheng looked around but couldn't find him, but heard a weak guitar sound from the wind.

From weak to strong, the volume is not very loud, just enough for him to hear clearly.

He heard Zhan Le clear his throat behind him.

"Don't look back," Zhan Le did not know when he came behind him, Cheng Zai lowered his head and saw the shadows of the two of them stretched diagonally, "Sing a song for you."

Cheng Zai didn't move or speak.

"This is the song written by Siyi... It took me three months to fill in the lyrics. I wanted to confess to you, but..." Zhan Le paused, but they both knew what happened afterwards. There is no need to make any further preparations, "Anyway, the lyrics are silly, you are not allowed to laugh at me."

Cheng Zai let out a hmm from his throat.

I don't know what Zhan Le used to play the accompaniment sound again. Cheng Zai heard that his voice was a little rough, probably because he was nervous, and even his breathing was a little heavy.

The voice trembled when he sang the first word, and Zhan Le didn't know what he was nervous about, but he was nervous.

At this time, the sound of the wind quieted down, and the rustling leaves were also quiet. They stepped under the mottled shadow of the trees, only each other.

Zhan Le calmed down a lot after singing the first three lines, and his voice was no longer so tense, but Cheng Zai was sweating in his palms.

Let me record a sound for you, it's going to be dawn anyway.

You don't believe my liking, is it true or not...

...the rain never stops, it rains all night long...

The night is long and lonely, waiting for the sun to rise.

You walk through the darkness and take me to the light...

Zhan Le's forehead rested lightly on Cheng's back and sang softly.

The last note dragged on for a long time, Zhan Le's breath was a little lacking, and he ended tremblingly. stopped him.

"What are you doing?" Zhan Le said.

"...Look at you." Cheng Zai said.

Zhan Le was silent for a while, let go of him, jumped in front of Cheng Zai, raised his face, and said seriously: "There is nothing behind you."

"... Mmm." Cheng Zai cleared his throat.

"Looking forward," Zhan Le seemed to be born with a sense of self-confidence. No matter how much suffering he had suffered, he could not shake off his self-confidence. At the top, "Just keep looking at me."

"Yeah." Cheng Zai lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, his heart exploded at the moment when the skin was pressed together, and the blood all over his body was boiling and beating.

He has always liked Zhan Le, whether he doesn't admit it or think about it, he can't resist the natural closeness and the joy and excitement of being with Zhan Le.

But only at this moment, he clearly felt his heartbeat, and he was so tense and joyful following Zhan Le's every move.

Zhan Le seemed to be tailor-made for his soul, even the song he sang made him very fond of it.

He was the one lost in the mist, and he held Zhan Le's hand, but the mist disappeared at this moment.

"The arrangement is not very good, the star in the mirror is too time-consuming." Zhan Le led him to the table, and the two sat down facing each other. Zhan Le took out the candle from the bottom drawer, "The boss's lamp I have completely replaced it... After a long time, I don't have much time to fix the open space here."

"What did you want to do?" Cheng Zai couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth, he had never been so relaxed.

"Arranging flowers, there's no one who doesn't want to send flowers on a birthday," Zhan Le said, "Even if it's not full, let's put a few more bouquets... But the idea is that it's too similar to a funeral scene, so I didn't put it."

Cheng Zai kept smiling, watching him light the candles one by one.

"I will try to get you a more romantic one next year." Zhan Le is still lighting candles.

"It's pretty good here," Cheng Zai looked at him. "The lights are not very bright, and the sound of the piano is not very loud. I can only see you."

Zhan Le's hand paused, just after lighting the last candle, he raised his head and laughed for a long time, "Make a wish."

Make a wish.

Cheng is thinking.

Let's hope it lasts a long time for both of us.

Many years later, they will become a little old man and an old man, and they will celebrate their birthday together again.

Cheng Zai blew out the candle seriously, and when he looked up, he saw the candle go out from Zhan Le's eyes. Before he could be dazed, Zhan Le smiled at him: "Happy birthday, Cheng Zai."

Cheng Zai's throat, which had been itching all the way, finally collapsed here. A sour feeling rose from his throat and poured into his nasal cavity. He lowered his head in a panic, and felt a little funny again. He twitched the corners of his mouth and raised his head. Let Zhan Le see his slightly red eye circles.

"Thank you," he said. "Thank you."