tell me

Lu Yinke finally confessed his cowardice in front of Baijiu, slapped his forehead and yelled oops, frowned and said that he forgot that he had to drive, his expression was so flustered that it was serious, completely ignoring the only thing he could call getting in the car Only the electric tricycle is the only one.

In order to make the lie look more realistic, the original beer was put aside as well, and the cup obediently poured coconut milk like Du Yu.

"Where's the car?" Du Yu sneered beside him.

Lu Yinke mopped the corner of his mouth and wrinkled into a smile: "Why, you want to fuck with me?"

Du Yu tilted his head to look at him in confusion, and when he saw the man's malicious expression, he turned back quickly as if he suddenly understood.He poked the bottom of the bowl with his chopsticks, and coughed lightly, "Eat."

Compared with cities and towns, the dishes in the countryside are absolutely rich.A square wooden table can hold more than a dozen dishes in turn, and the meat and vegetables are well balanced.

Stir-fried pork belly with celery, meatballs with mushrooms, sweet and sour pork ribs, salted duck and salted goose, old hen soup...

Lu Yinke had the audacity to eat several pieces of sweet and sour pork ribs, and when he returned with the army, he kept praising Du Yu crazily, as if he hadn't eaten meat in 20 years.

At the door of Ah Hu's house, the invited theater troupe has arrived, there are not many of them, only four or five, and they are sitting on the stage in the front room to put on makeup.

There is also an electronic piano on the high platform, and the black wires are connected to the speakers with twists and turns.There is a round lamp with constantly changing colors on the ground, which is a psychedelic scene in the disco.

It is shining and skipping over the white wreaths pasted with elegiac couplets, the burning paper pots burning with gray smoke, and the big "Dian" written in black and white cloth under the beam of the main entrance, making the dry straw on the ground strange and bizarre.

The picture is contradictory and harmonious.

There are two men and two women who sing the opera, and one is in charge of the soundtrack.The actors put a thick layer of powder on their faces, which was as white as a shed wall.

Xiaodan is fine, with eyebrows, eyeshadow, blush, and lips pursed, she is still a gorgeous woman; as for Xiaosheng, she is actually a young man in his thirties, with a strong figure, a thick back and a waist with makeup. A slightly charming face, no matter how you look at it, it's strange.

"You don't even need makeup, you can sing on stage." Lu Yinke whispered behind Du Yu.

"Shut your mouth." Du Yu replied.

The sound of the electronic organ is infinitely amplified through the speakers and spread to far away places.The actors didn't take off their clothes, they just babbled while putting on their wide sleeves and trousers.

Du Yu couldn't understand what they were singing, and when he looked around, he could only see the same dull and dazed faces. It seemed that everyone was the same as him.

But you can hear it, it is definitely not a well-known opera on time, and the voice is also sad and mournful.Holding a bamboo basket and putting it on the ground, and setting up a candlestick for sacrificial offerings, he was still crying.

It was an accent that was not particularly pure, but only belonged to the countryside and funerals.

It is separated from the city by a clear vein, and it also separates warmth and indifference.

The game between land and cement, the duel between emotion and reason.

The elegy crosses the river, and the cold iron blooms on the shore.

The steel bar penetrated the skin, and tears and blood flowed out.

After bidding farewell to Ahu's family, Du Yu and Lu Yinke set off on their way back again.They used their mobile phones as flashlights, and the harsh light hit the dark brown soil.

The night in the mountains is always much cooler than other places. As long as there is wind, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is cold.Du Yu rubbed his arms and quickened his pace back to school.

He was walking forward with his head depressed, but the accompanying beam of light suddenly disappeared, and he turned his head to look.

"Why don't you leave?" Du Yu said with a bit of urging, "Leave?"

Lu Yinke stared at him for a few seconds, reflecting the faint light of light and night.

"Look at the sky," he said.

Du Yu followed his words and looked up.

Overhead is the starry sky.

It's not the night sky, it's the starry sky, the real starry sky.

He turned off the flashlight involuntarily.

The starry sky is wide, so wide that it gently wraps everything down.The continuous mountains and low bungalows embrace thousands of sparks in their arms, so round that there is no boundary.

The sky is like a sheet of indigo blue paper, and the clusters of stars are ink dots flung there.Looking up from the bottom, it seems that the snow has not yet fallen.

They are so bright, brightly lit, with fearless and childish courage.

Trying to extract all tenderness, trying to drown people in this huge deep blue sea.

Du Yu suddenly thought of what the principal said on the first day - "There is nothing here except the starry sky".

"Don't be so anxious, come and sit for a while," Lu Yinke found a high place and sat down casually, "It's such a beautiful starry sky, wouldn't it be a pity not to cherish it for a while?"

Du Yu stared at him hesitantly, but in the end he sat on the mound of soil beside him, overwhelming the weeds.

Although he sat down, he didn't speak, just hugged his knees and looked at the gradual change of the sky, as if he wanted to archive it in his mind forever through his eyes.

There was no sound, except for occasional dogs barking, and the wind blowing the vegetable leaves and curling their edges.

In such silence, every tiny sound can be keenly captured.So he also easily heard the rustling and groping sounds of the people around him, the rapid rubbing of angular objects against his trousers, and the click, the spring lowered and jumped up again.

Sparks lit up in the corner of the eye, and a moment later it was a warm orange.

The smell of smoke permeates the tip of the nose.

"You really smoke." Du Yu still looked straight ahead, his tone was calm and affirmative.

"Well," Lu Yinke held the cigarette between his index finger and middle finger, and slowly exhaled a moist breath mixed with smoke, "Did you know that when I gave you the lighter that day?"

"I smoked less, and I didn't want to hide it." He lazily stretched out his fingers and shook lightly, and the ash fell from the end, which was a short and curved dotted line. "It's just that sometimes I suddenly want to have one."

Du Yu rolled his lower lip into his mouth and licked it, and when he opened his mouth again, it was moist and shiny.

"why?"

No, no, no.

Not this sentence, it shouldn't be like this.

He shouldn't care.

"Why?" Lu Yinke raised his eyelids to look at the starry sky, stretched out a hand behind his back, and said in a perfunctory tone, "Because cigarettes are not good, so I smoke them."

Du Yu finally looked back at him, hesitant, but finally looked at him.

"why?"

he repeated mechanically.

"Why do you have so many reasons?" Lu Yinke crushed the flame and buried it in the ground, "I did it because I thought about it, and it's not an unreasonable thing. I told you before, right?"

"You never talk about yourself."

Perhaps it was affected by the funeral, or maybe the ten days of supporting education and getting along with each other changed something, or maybe it was the man's arrogance and frivolity and occasional concern. Du Yu was horrified to find that he couldn't stop asking.

want to know him.

But this is not right.

overstepped.

stop.

Say no more.

To shut up.

"You didn't ask me either?" Lu Yinke raised an eyebrow, showing an elusive smirk, "Why? Are you curious about me?"

"If the chairman wants to know, it's not impossible for me to strip myself naked and tell the whole story." He suddenly moved to Du Yu's side, "How about we ask each other questions one by one? ?”

Du Yu was silent for as long as a cigarette, as if he was really thinking carefully.But in the end, he just turned his body slightly, his slender eyelashes fell down like butterfly wings: "boring."

correct.

Finally right.

That's it, don't get in trouble.

Don't be hypocritical and needless.

Don't have mood swings.

But the person opposite was probably a bitch, seeing that he stopped answering, instead he couldn't keep his mouth shut and started talking on his own.

"Secretly tell you, the truth, I really wanted to try drugs before, and it was the kind that I couldn't quit. Find a channel, find a syringe, find the vein, and press it." His tone was floating, as if he was smoking What generally took a deep breath, "I won't think about anything."

"Are you crazy? That will destroy you." Finally, Du Yu couldn't restrain himself, and turned his head quickly, with shock and astonishment on his face that he couldn't hide, he cursed viciously, "Are you fucking out of your mind?"

"I'm not sick, I'm sober." He stated, his voice was deep but calm, as if he was about to drift away in the next second, "If those drugs can't destroy me, then why should I smoke him?"

"It's crazy." Du Yu's brows were furrowed tightly, "How can you be so disrespectful to yourself? Are you worthy of your family if you think so much? Are you worthy of your friends? Are you worthy of those who love you? Who are you worthy of?"

No, it started again.

He shouldn't care.

wrong.wrong.

wrong……

Do not……

But wait.

wrong?really wrong?

What's wrong?

How decadent does a person have to be in life to blurt out "want to take drugs"?

He is indeed not a nosy person, and he is not that carefree, but the person who said this is beside him, he is Lu Yinke, they are so close.

That person is like this, it seems that the next step is to step into the gutter, but can't he do something?

They are looking up at the starry sky, right now.

No?

wrong?Shouldn't it?Can't?

No.

Give him right!He wants to take care of it!He's in charge!

Because that person is the only one who is not afraid of being stabbed by him, and sticks to him with a stern face. He has been waiting for a friend for many years.

"Don't have such thoughts in the future." His tone was filled with unquestionable certainty, "I also quit smoking."

Lu Yinke's frivolous smile froze on his face, replaced by a complex expression.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" he demanded with a raised eyebrow. "Are you ordering me?"

"Who are you? Why do you order me? Order, me?"

"Just because you are my friend." Du Yu said loudly, crisply.

"Friend..." He chuckled lightly and muttered, "Friend..."

"Do you know why I like programming?" After half a minute of silence, he finally spoke again, which was an irrelevant topic.

"Tell me," Du Yu straightened his body, and the two of them got very close for a while, so close that they could even share their breath, "I'm listening."

"Because in the computer world, there are only 0 and 1 in binary, no exceptions, no emotions. As long as the logic is correct, the input can be processed, it is simple and pure."

"When I was in elementary school, I played a little turtle program that simulated programming. The turtle inside would crawl as I programmed it. If you let it go left, it would never go right; if you let it go forward, it would never From now on. Obedience, absolute obedience, mechanical, without resistance."

He paused for a moment, and frowned slightly, as if he was resisting instinctively.But soon, he said the next sentence softly, as if tearing away a scar that had been covered in dust for many years.

"I looked at that turtle like I was looking at myself when I was a child."