But unwilling to see the scenery

At the end of August, at ten o'clock in the morning, at the drop-off area of ​​Wenzhou Longwan Airport, Liang Zhen's car stopped at the entrance, got out of the car, opened the trunk and took out Song Zhou's suitcase, Lin Huai took it naturally, and did not let him get off the car Song Zhouna.

Song Zhou is not in a good mood. His eyelids are thin. When he woke up after crying a lot yesterday, the folds of his eyelids were very obvious. Lin Huai didn't want him to be tired. The box was not heavy, so he didn't let Song Zhou carry it.

"I'll wait for you in the parking lot." After Liang Zhen finished speaking, he got into the car and left. He looked heartless, but in fact he wanted to leave enough time for the two of them to say goodbye.Song Zhou had booked a hotel near the airport, but he cried too much yesterday, so he slept with Lin Huai for a night. Yan Ruoyu and Jiang Nuo went back to the hotel where they stayed. But there has been no movement since morning, maybe he is too drunk and still sleeping.

The suitcase that Lin Huai was dragging met the specifications and did not need to be checked in. Song Zhou went to the machine to get the ticket and then he could enter the security check. He checked the time and found that the flight to Beijing was still an hour and a half away before departure, so he went through the security check In the procession, Lin Huai stood beside him and accompanied him to move slowly. Neither of them said a word. It was Song Zhou's turn to enter the security checkpoint. Lin Huai took out an uneven envelope from his pocket and handed it to Song Zhou. Zhou, with a rare twist, said, "You can look after you go in."

The first time Song Zhou saw Lin Huai showing a shy expression, he opened the envelope without saying a word. Lin Huai stretched out his hand to stop it, but it was too late, so he scratched his hair embarrassingly.In the queue, Song Zhou stared at the willow branches and leaves in the envelope, and asked after a few seconds, "What do you mean?"

"It's your turn soon." Lin Huai urged him to enter the security check, Song Zhou withdrew from the queue, and would rather wait in line again than listen to Lin Huai's explanation.

Lin Huai: "..."

Lin Huai was embarrassed.It is summer now, it is not important where the willow leaves come from, but the meaning.On Song Zhou's first day in Shanghai, he heard rumors from NASA that he set up a broom at the door. It was originally a silly move by the second grader, but after being seen by Song Zhou, he thought he was welcoming him, which was a mistake.

So he wanted to give something serious when Song Zhou left.Liu Tong "stayed", the ancients saw off the guests and folded the willows to give them away. He didn't mean that when he "welcome the comers and welcome the door", but today "sends the willows in Lucheng" is sincere.

"You——" Lin Huai looked at the not-so-long security line, and wanted to persuade Song Zhou to go in and line up, but he couldn't say no. He saw Jia Yiming's real fresh milk next to him, so he asked Song Zhou if he wanted to go and sit for a while. Son.

Song Zhou nodded in agreement, and entered the shop with Lin Huai.After Lin Huai was adopted, he went to middle school and high school in Wenzhou. Yiming was a brand he drank since he was a child. He was familiar with ordering rice ball sandwiches to hot milk for Song Zhou who hadn’t eaten breakfast, in case he would starve on the plane.

Then they sat down and ate the rice balls in their hands. They wanted to talk, but they didn't know what to communicate. Only time slipped away from their hands like quicksand.

And they still pretend that they are all young rich men, and the people they cherish are about to leave, and they waste their time in the virtual online world.

Lin Huai couldn't see anything, and was about to turn off his phone to forcefully find a topic, when Song Zhou's shoulders shook suddenly, and two tears fell down like broken pearls, Lin Huai quickly took a tissue to help him wipe, Song Zhou took a deep breath Calming down, Lin Huai rolled his eyes and saw a video of a mother beating a three or four-year-old daughter in the timeline on the homepage of Song Zhou's Weibo. The person who recorded the video was none other than the child's father. On the child, one beat her heartily, while the other didn't stop and even prodded with words: "I'll see if you can destroy her today."

Song Zhou's heart was about to break when he saw this scene. Lin Huai hurriedly turned off the screen of his mobile phone. He didn't lose control as much as last night. After stopping his tears, he asked Lin Huai dully and dejectedly: "This world will be better. Yet?"

Lin Huai couldn't give an answer for a while, swallowed his saliva, and showed him a photo on the timeline of his Weibo homepage.Nowadays, online teaching is becoming more and more popular, but the popularity of network signals does not cover all corners of the countryside. In that photo, a junior high school girl is sitting outside the village compound and using the public Wi-Fi to take online classes. The light above her head is only enough to illuminate Her table, while her father squatted quietly beside, giving company and protection.

"This world will definitely get better." Lin Huai held Song Zhou to wipe away tears from his face and encouraged him, "You have to live to see it."

Song Zhou sniffed and glanced away somewhat evasively. Seeing that he was still frustrated, Lin Huai shared with him the earthy sand sculpture video that he regarded as a treasure.Song Zhou originally had a slight contempt for this kind of short video of the fast food era, and was always reluctant to watch it as a detour. Today, Lin Huai and Lin Huai each had an earphone and listened to a few shouting songs carefully. Mai's rhythm and rhyme are indeed similar to British grime around 2000.

And if you really want to go back to the source, isn't rap just the beginning of the shouting of the black brothers in the United States.How many people only see the old school in the 80s, and only listen to boombap to advertise that they understand rap, and if they really understand, they will not step on it, but respect all styles of music in various periods.

"I think it's good for shouting wheat." Lin Huai was serious, and said on paper, "It depends on whether someone is willing to stand up for integration and innovation. The essence of shouting wheat and rap is grassroots culture, and no one is more noble than the other."

Song Zhou smiled, it’s not good to comment, exit the interface to watch the video made by Lin Huai himself, he will edit some short videos together and match them with songs, the theme is positive and humorous, this one is very funny, the next one will only be even more funny, among them In one clip, a little girl said well-wishes at a banquet, wishing her grandpa "never die" and her father "living well".

Song Zhou was still able to hold back his laughter, but when the little girl's clear and serious voice came out, he couldn't hold it back. There were still tears on his eyelashes, and when he glanced to the side, Lin Huai laughed too. I was watching him all the time.

They just stared at each other for a long and short time in the crowded airport shop. Song Zhou checked the time, and if he didn't go to the security check, he would miss the plane.

He also has a gift for Lin Huai.After entering the queue, he also gave Lin Huai an envelope, and Lin Huai opened it in front of him with courtesy, and there was a crayon drawing inside.

The youth in the painting has firm and clear eyebrows, standing under the spotlight and singing with sweat.In the audience, the densely packed audience all raised their hands and made "LZC" gestures, cheering for his city and label. On the stage, the boy's hand without a mic pointed directly at the spotlight above his head, and the source of the light had a touch of blue.

Lin Huai turned the painting to the back, and the whole color was calm blue, like the sky and the sea in Europe. Lin Huai wrote on the intersection of the sea and the sky with a white pen - "to reach the sky."

Lin Huai raised his head, and Song Zhou turned his face away instantly, not wanting to have eye contact with him, so he just entered the security gate.

He never looked back.He didn't know what he was insisting on, but he just inexplicably thought of the first and only collaboration between the two on the stage. He mentioned the legend that Orpheus turned back because of his wife's call and lost his beloved wife. Lin Huai Standing behind him, Diao Erlang joked, "If you turn around in this life, your wife will be gone."

But now, Song Zhou heard Lin Huai shouting behind him again: "Song Zhou!"

Song Zhou's body trembled.Tears poured out again, as if to baptize him, he heard Lin Huai shouting recklessly: "Never die, live well!"

Song Zhou smiled with tears in his eyes, turned his face slightly, and stubbornly did not look back inside the security gate, but he was looking forward to blessings from the bottom of his heart, and said to Lin Huai who stayed where he was: "We must win!"

"...Okay!" Lin Huai didn't care about the strange looks from everyone, and repeated "live well" again.He watched Song Zhou's figure disappear among the people coming and going, as if he had never been here, and it seemed that he had never left.All encounters are reunions after a long absence, and all partings will have a later date.

They will meet again eventually.

He took the envelope to the parking lot.Liang Zhen sat in the driver's seat and waited. Seeing Lin Huai getting into the car sullenly and fastening his seat belt, he was not in a hurry to start the car. He tilted his head and asked, "Crying?"

"No..." Lin Huai tried to be brave, kept staring down at the envelope in his hand, and stared at the sky and sea on the back of the painting as if lost in his soul. Liang Zhen snatched it away, turned over and looked at the boy on the painting, stunned. He said, "It's not me who painted it."

"He drew me!" Lin Huai was afraid of leaving creases on the painting, so he didn't grab it. Instead, he took a palm-sized note pad from Liang Zhen's hand, and tore off the page full of handwriting and rubbed it. In a group, I want to exchange one thing for another.

Liang Zhen was really nervous, and pointed his other finger at Lin Huai's nose, advising him not to be impulsive, Lin Huai became curious, spread out the paper ball and looked in, it read the harmonious version of "Liangzhou" word".

Lin Huai was startled, Liang Zhen seized the opportunity to get back the lyrics, frowned and reprimanded: "Ga Wazi, it's not big or small..."

Lin Huai was still in a daze, Liang Zhen saw that he was so preoccupied, so he returned the painting to him.Lin Huai took it, and asked stammeringly, "When did you—"

"It's not for you." Liang Zhen muttered, saying that Lin Huai's ranking had still dropped, and he would definitely have to battle with Baima.

Whether it's with Jiang Nuo or Yan Ruoyu, Liang Zhen has confidence in Lin Huai, but Bai Ma is a strong opponent.There is no way, the Tibetan songs are too powerful, and no one is an opponent in a head-to-head match at the scene. If there is no one to sing, Lin Huai has almost no chance of winning.

"If only I could draw, I'll draw something for you and Xiaozhou too. You'll go up there when you're so popular, and it's more effective than me in canvassing." Liang Zhen cursed, stepped on the accelerator and was about to leave the parking lot, Lin Huai Suddenly said: "Thank you, Dad."

Liang Zhenyi was so excited that the engine of the off-road vehicle almost roared to the end.He turned off the engine, looked straight ahead, took two deep breaths, and touched his clothes to get a cigarette.

His flurry still revealed his panic, and Lin Huai who was next to him handed him a black Lanzhou.

Liang Zhen hesitated for a few seconds, took it, and still did not forget to judge: "Children, don't smoke."

"Crooked sun..." Lin Huai put the root in his mouth, and complained shamelessly, "You didn't smoke or drink when you were 19?"

Liang Zhen smiled, looking at Lin Huai in front of him, as if seeing his 19-year-old self, the most valuable thing in his body was his heart.

Lin Huai said: "You have worked hard for this family all these years."

Liang Zhen said with a sharp mouth and bean curd heart: "Don't make it so nasty."

Lin Huai had something even more nasty, and said solemnly: "I won't let you worry about it anymore."

Liang Zhen's nose was sore, he rubbed the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes pretending to have sand in his eyes, and opened them again. Song Zhou's painting was placed in the groove of the car screen, with the stage in front and the sky and sea in the back. There is a line of white text.

Liang Zhen looked at the line "to reach the sky", and after a long silence, he touched Lin Huai's head and said softly but firmly, "Then let's go and pierce the sky."

He put the lyrics of "Liangzhou Ci" next to the painting, restarted the vehicle and drove away, and he was bound to bring the championship trophy and the last necklace back to his hometown.