But unwilling to see the scenery

The recording scene fell into a short but long silence.Liang Zhen was the first to react, and then Song Zhou threw the wheat in his hand to him, brushed Lin Huai's shoulder, and left from the side stage on the other side in a daze.

Liang Zhen originally wanted to chase after him, but Lin Huai hadn't recovered from the trauma of the "self-explosion", so he stayed on the stage, blocked the camera lens, gave Lin Huai a hug, comforted the boy in his arms, and whispered Repeated over and over again: "It's okay, it's okay..."

Under the stage, Lin Zhe began to arrange for the players and audience to leave.On the side stage, Song Zhou's parents wanted to rush over as soon as they saw him walking around. Jiang Nuo and East just rushed over at this time, with the handbag hugging their chests, and there was a little yellow duck inside.

Aunt Song was originally in a hurry, but when she saw the fluffy duck kept as a pet in the handbag, she suddenly held her breath, covered her mouth with her hands and was speechless.Uncle Song was an honest man at first glance, he never said a word, and when he saw the duck, his reaction was very obvious.

But he was not immersed in the memory, and said to his wife in Cantonese dialect angrily: "He just has never suffered. If he hadn't gone abroad to farm, he would be content with the meat in his rice bowl."

"Don't make sarcastic remarks at this time." Aunt Song also replied in Cantonese, pointing to the medicine in Yan Ruoyu's hand, "You are the only son, he started taking medicine like this before returning to China," she couldn't remember He paused for a second or two, remembering the Chinese name of the medicine, and asked, "Don't you feel sorry for him at all?"

"Because I was so distressed, I worked so hard for most of my life. I couldn't speak a word of English, so I sent him abroad." Uncle Song regretted and felt wronged, "I thought the outside world was so beautiful, but I didn't expect the outside world to To kill my son, if I don’t provide him with education, but let him farm and do hard work, will he be as depressed as he is now, no! "

Jiang Nuo and Easter couldn't understand Cantonese, but they could see that their uncles and aunts were becoming extreme during the dispute. Yan Ruoyu knew a little of all languages ​​and could understand them. Calm down, now is not the time to argue.

Then Liang Zhen and Lin Huai walked over together.Liang Zhen put one hand on Lin Huai's shoulder as if supporting him, and told everyone that Wang Sunglass and Louis were accompanying Song Zhou, and they could go to another room together and wait for a rest.

Lin Huai moved Liang Zhen's hand away, wanting to go alone.He didn't say a word. It was the first time Yan Ruoyu saw him so depressed. After hesitating for a while, he still felt that Lin Huai should know. On the way back to Xiaobailou, he deliberately walked behind and secretly handed the medicine to Lin Huai. Huai.

Lin Huai took it slowly, turned it over, and saw that the English on it was unclear, so Yan Ruoyu said: "This medicine is called venlafaxine, and it can help depression or bipolar patients control their emotions."

Lin Huai opened his mouth, as if he had guessed it a long time ago, and he was lucky, his dry voice didn't look like his: "He kept telling me it was vitamins."

Yan Ruoyu asked again: "Then...has he stopped taking the medicine recently?"

Lin Huai nodded, and clenched the hand holding the pill until the flesh was scratched with red marks by the edge of the pill.He panicked like never before, and even lost the strength to move forward. He bent down under the sun as if dehydrated, and asked himself out of breath: "What did I just say..."

Yan Ruoyu hurried to help him, the others walked faster, only Aunt Song noticed that the two of them didn't keep up, and turned around to help.Lin Huai said sorry to Aunt Song, and Aunt Song told him not to blame himself, and asked, "You are Lin Huai, right?"

Aunt Song glanced at Yan Ruoyu, and said to Lin Huai, "Xiaozhou often mentions you."

Lin Huai didn't believe Aunt Song's "often". After all, they were roommates. He could count the number of calls Song Zhou made to his parents in the past month.

As for the children who are away, if they can talk to their parents for a week, the parents will be happy and feel "often".

Lin Huai was flattered and asked, "He told you about me?"

"That's right." Aunt Song patted the boy on the back, walking forward with him as she spoke, "Xiao Zhou has such a temperament, he will tell me some things reluctantly, but he can't say them in front of you... "

They came to a lounge and sat down around a table with Istrjano. Uncle Song paced back and forth restlessly, and Liang Zhen stood with him, trying to ease his restlessness.

Lin Huai cheered up a bit, and talked to his aunt about Song Zhou.Song Zhou is not a white-eyed wolf. He also loves his parents very much. He knows that parents are not easy, especially in the first few years when he started his business. arrive.

"He told me that you didn't have much money at that time, and you spent a lot of money to send him to a school in the city. At that time, the tuition fee was paid in cash, and that wad of money was so thick in his eyes!" Lin Huai gestured with two fingers At seven or eight centimeters in height, Aunt Song smiled, looked down at her clean fingers, and said that Song Zhou was really sensible. Women in the village are raised by men, so they don't have to do such rough work.

Aunt Song gradually stopped laughing.The sensible son in the memory is still vivid and vivid, but how did he get to where he is today.

There was a brief silence in the room, Jiang Nuo was still the same, listening to them without saying a word, without any sense of presence, but Aunt Song's eyes fell on the duck in his arms.

Aunt Song said: "Song Zhou also raised a duck when he was young."

"He told us." Yan Ruoyu answered, regrettably, "It would be nice if he brought the duck with him when he returned to Hong Kong City."

"He also asked for that at the time, but we both thought it was dirty. Besides, who in the city would treat a duck as a pet..." Aunt Song sighed, saying that Song Zhou, who had always been well-behaved and sensible, cried for the first time after the duck died.She originally thought it was a trivial matter, and she must not remember it clearly, but when she saw Jiang Nuo's duck today, she suddenly remembered everything.

And how lonely and helpless her Song Zhou must have been, to cry so hysterically for a duck that had accompanied her.

Song Zhou's father can't appreciate this kind of delicate empathy.He doesn't know English, but he has read his son's architectural design draft.He always thought that his son learned how to build modernization abroad, but his son likes to draw islands and villages, rice fields and fish ponds, mulberry trees and rice paddies, rather than high-rise buildings.

Those designs can give a glimpse of Song Zhou's inner world.Unexpectedly, he is not so westernized. Instead, he yearns for pastoral songs against urbanization, and misses a long-gone Pearl River Delta. Half of them are Confucianism", a piece of paradise.

Such a beautiful peach blossom garden, but Uncle Song mercilessly pierced through this layer of romantic filter.If they stay in the past instead of modernization, farmers like them are only assigned to the gentry class as long-term coffin-carrying workers. Let alone going abroad, being able to read and write is a luxury.

"I should send him to farm." Uncle Song emphasized again that he agreed with what Lin Huai said on stage, and felt that his son lived too comfortably, living in an era when he was born with meat , don't need to worry about material life, so he caught the disease of the times called depression like a fashion.

"There is indeed a connection between the depression of contemporary people and the times, but Song Zhou is definitely not following the trend..." Liang really thought about how to word it more euphemistically, Uncle Song crossed his hands on his chest, and said with a little anger: "Your son is better, sensible And well-behaved."

The expression on Liang Zhen's face was a bit exciting for a while, he gave Lin Huai face and didn't hurt him in front of Song Zhou's parents, and joked with Uncle Song: "Do you want to send it to you?"

"Monkey." Uncle Song was serious.As expected, the children are from other families. He sincerely felt that having a son like Lin Huai would definitely save his worries than Song Zhou's.

Lin Huai became the godson of his uncle and aunt so easily.Song Zhou was in the next room. After Lin Huai waited for a while, he still wanted to go and see him. People in the room followed him one after another, and only East remained in place.

Seeing that East was in a daze, Jiang Nuo turned back and asked him what was wrong.East opened his mouth, hesitant to speak, and said at a loss: "Is this the world of adults?"

Jiang Nuo slowly sat back beside him, and asked softly, "What is this like?"

"It's just..." East couldn't think of a precise expression, and said, "a chicken feather all over the place."

Jiang Nuo put the duck on the table, stroked East's hair with his hand resting on the back of the chair, comforted the young man who was about to grow up but was afraid of growing up, and said realistically, "Maybe this is the essence of life." , not only is there a lot of chicken feathers, but most people are likely to be in a mess and fail."

"Then, why do you want to grow up?" East said aggrievedly, "According to what you said, people can't win this world at all."

"In order not to lose to yourself." Jiang Nuo smiled and said, "You are willing to grow up after recognizing the essence of life, face it, and even love it. You are your own hero."

In another lounge, Wang Shajing and Louis had just left, leaving Song Zhou alone on the table, Lin Huai slowly opened the door, Song Zhou turned his head to look at the door after hearing the voice, then turned his back again get down.

Lin Huai took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile and regained his usual giggles, took out his mobile phone and pretended to be broadcasting live, and said casually: "Thank you Xiao Hege for the fish and food, every time you start the broadcast, you are the first Entering the live broadcast room, I have worked hard."

Song Zhou acted as if he hadn't heard it, and remained motionless. Lin Huai said loudly again, "Thank you for the catnip sent by 'Why is Xiao Zhou unhappy? Is Huai Zai bullying you? Mom helped you beat him'."

Lin Huai was almost out of breath, and exaggerated as he approached: "This id is too long, Song Zhou, did you hear that, mom only loves you and not me, eh! Thank you, "When is Xiaozhou Huaizai here?" one--"

He choked when he couldn't finish reading the fabricated ID, because he sat in front of Song Zhou, and Song Zhou buried most of his face in his arms, tears streaming down his face.

Lin Huai panicked in an instant, and wanted to help wipe away his tears, but he couldn't help but retract his outstretched hand. Song Zhou sobbed, with tears in his eyes, and said, "You're lying."

Lin Huai couldn't keep up with his thinking, so he could only nod his head to admit it, and Song Zhou said again: "You still said that you would give me back the world...you are lying, you are good or bad!"

Lin Huai shrugged his shoulders innocently, and teased Song Zhou inappropriately: "I didn't realize before that 'Lin Huai' and 'good or bad' actually rhyme..."

Song Zhou didn't find it funny, so he cried out, "You're a big liar!"

Song Zhou is not so much accusing, but venting.In fact, he knows better than anyone else that the Datong world does not exist.He has read so many books and been to so many places. His vision and knowledge are enough to collapse all ivory towers and utopian hypotheses, but he is still willing to naively guard that glimmer of expectation.

Does he hate Lin Huai?Indeed a little.If he hadn't met Lin Huai, he could still hide in a corner to escape the huge gap in real life, blaming all this on a system, a leader, a concept, and one-line doctrine, instead of facing up to his own heart.

The essence is loneliness.

Some people rely on their spiritual homes in material consumption, and some people are addicted to social networks, and his carrier is grand ideals.After all, it's all about loneliness——

It's all after a person has been alone for too long, and there is no place to put his emotions and souls.

"...I'm sorry." Lin Huai apologized for the Haikou he boasted at the beginning, but Song Zhou cried more and more fiercely, hearing the worry of his parents outside the door, and couldn't help but enter the house.Seeing her son crying so fiercely, Aunt Song couldn't cry for a moment. Song Zhou didn't want to face it, and had nowhere to hide, so he hid in Lin Huai's chest.

Lin Huai hugged him tightly, it was the first time he had such close physical contact, the sense of déjà vu reunited after a long absence flooded the two of them.Song Zhou started talking nonsense and didn't want to go back to the United States. Aunt Song said yes, it's okay, it's okay if he doesn't want to miss college, as long as he is happy.

"Then I want to go to Latvia." Song Zhou's nasal voice was too heavy, and it was stuffy in Lin Huai's chest. The big guy had to guess several times before he could hear the name of the country clearly.Lin Huai asked him why, and Song Zhou didn't cry so hard. He said intermittently that there are many Russians in Latvia, and there are many forests there. Where there are forests, there are bears. Accompany him.

Lin Huai heard it clearly this time, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he tightened his arms, and said close to Song Zhou's ear, "You don't need to go to Latvia, I'll hold you right now."

He is really good at deceiving, and said to Song Zhou: "Even if you are asleep, I can still get into your dream and stay with you all the time."