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Liang Yong thinks that now is not a good time to be high-profile because of the sensitivity he has been hearing since he was a child.But Jiang Lu wants to be lively, keep it busy, let the noise and the crowd occupy his five senses, and there will be no time for loneliness.

Their party was so famous in the circle that they even attracted Zhang Song.

Although there are many people participating in Liang Yong's ball, it is not without threshold. All the newcomers have to be brought here by people who are familiar with Liang Yong.

Jiang Lu didn't know who brought Zhang Song. After entering the room, he neither talked nor danced with anyone. He just sat on the sofa and smoked, occasionally raised his eyes to look around the dance floor or around, and then lowered his eyes again. .This behavior was somewhat similar to those who came in to look for prey, but it was not the same. He seemed too cold, and he didn't seem to adapt to the bizarre atmosphere here.

Jiang Lu hid in the dark corner and peeked at Zhang Song, seeing the seat next to him, he never took a break.

Such a handsome new face attracted the attention of many people, and people kept coming to strike up a conversation.It's just that Zhang Song was so bored that he hardly spoke, which made the person who struck up a conversation very boring and left.But it didn't matter, the people in front left in disappointment, and immediately there were new people on top excitedly.

Zhang Song's eyes are high, he won't fall in love with anyone casually, Jiang Lu thought happily.But he smirked for a while, and suddenly there was bitterness in his mouth, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

Zhang Song saw him, and the two of them looked at each other across the swaying crowd on the dance floor.

If it was any other movie, this admiration would most likely be an earth-shattering stare, accompanied by sensational music and artistic shots, pushing the emotions to the extreme.

However, Wang Xu only used two extremely plain shots to explain this scene, which added up to only two seconds, and there was still a constant crowd of people in between.Even the music was still the foreign song that was playing on the dance floor all the time, it was too loud, and completely drowned out the two people's gaze.

Maybe that's the way life is supposed to be, with no ambient music to remind you of something before it happens, and no slow motion to capture the details when it happens.When something happens, it happens, so inadvertently, it is only when it is too late that people wake up and regret it.

Liang Yong stood in front of Jiang Lu, "Who are you looking at?" Jiang Lu angrily pushed him away.

Zhang Song stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and entered the dance floor with the young man who had just sat down next to him. They danced a fiery disco, face to face.

"Jump?" Liang Yong asked in Jiang Lu's ear.

Jiang Lu pulled his arm with a sullen face, and the two entered the other end of the dance floor.

The film finally sounded warm and lively music again, but no audience felt relieved.The same music, different dance partners, the so-called things are different, that's it.

The fast song quickly came to the end, and after a pause, the slow song started. This was the most fun part of Liang Yong's dance party.

Zhang Song didn't hear what the strange partner in front of him was saying, he looked straight at Jiang Lu at the other end of the dance floor from the corner of his eyes, and saw his body and Liang Yong's body pressed together.

The next second, the lights went dark.

Jiang Lu pushed Liang Yong away and walked out of the dance floor. Liang Yong chased him and asked him what was wrong.

"It's boring, I don't want to dance anymore." Jiang Lu walked in a hurry, and soon left the big room.

Liang Yong quickly chased after him, and took out a cigarette case full of foreign languages ​​from his arms: "It's new, do you want to try it? It's better than the previous one."

Jiang Lu stared at the cigarette case, and gradually slowed down.Liang Yong continued to confuse him, just like what he had always said to Jiang Lu: "Smoking one, all troubles will be gone."

The two went to the terrace on the top floor together. The dance floor was two floors below them. No one came here, and it was very quiet.Liang Yong courteously lit Jiang Lu's cigarette, watched him take a puff first, and asked eagerly, "How is it?"

Jiang Lu shook his head and took another breath. Only then did he gain strength, and he slid slowly to the ground against the wall.Liang Yong also lit a cigarette for himself, and sat down beside him.

Jiang Lu sat on the ground leaning against the wall, raised his head and breathed out the smoke into the night sky. Only in this way, the time would not be difficult.

"Cao..." Liang Yong's voice was weak, and he muttered something, but he seemed to be far away, Jiang Lu didn't care, he was completely addicted to the trance-like pleasure brought by the medicine.

The smoke sent to the lips was stopped by a hand, and then the smoke was snatched away.

Jiang Lu looked up slowly, thinking that he was hallucinating again, and felt that this smoke was indeed better than the previous one, which made his "Zhang Song" come so quickly.

He looked up at "Zhang Song" and saw him put the cigarette to his lips and take a puff.Jiang Lu was a little anxious, and hurriedly raised his hand to stop him. Even in his hallucinations, he didn't want Zhang Song to touch these things.

But halfway through his outstretched hand, it fell down feebly, and he couldn't feel any pain when it hit the ground beside his feet.Immediately afterwards, the cigarette butt that had been smoked until it had only a tail fell down and fell to his hand.

"Get up!" Zhang Song got angry, and he pulled Jiang Lu's arm hard, and Jiang Lu was pulled up from the ground like a ball of mud.

There was chaotic screaming downstairs, mingled with the thud of chairs being knocked over.

Zhang Song supported Jiang Lu and looked downstairs. There were several police cars parked in front of Liang Yong's villa, all with their doors open, and some policemen ran out of the cars one after another.

"Caught it!" The voice of "Zhang Song" sounded very anxious, but it was so close and far away that he couldn't understand it.

His hand was grabbed by the escape ladder leading to the roof, and his body was also lifted up.But he was weak all over, and the hands under him lost some strength, and he fell from the ladder, and was picked up from the ground by another pair of hands.

The audience finally realized that this shot was deliberate. When Jiang Lu was photographed, only Zhang Song's hands could be seen in the camera, and when Zhang Song was photographed, only a piece of Jiang Lu's clothes or shadow could be seen in the camera.

Only then did the audience realize that since the two saw each other on the dance floor until now, their faces have never appeared in the same frame at the same time.

Jiang Lu was no longer forced to climb the ladder, he was surrounded by a pair of strong hands, and half pushed and half hugged into the house.The whole building trembled, shouting, screaming, and running, making the delirious Jiang Lu feel terrified, and tightly grasped the only hand he could hold.

Jiang Lu was pushed into a dark and cramped space, and he was pushed so hard that his back hit the wall heavily, making his already unconscious head dizzy even more.

Outside the cabinet door, Zhang Song stared at him for two seconds, then closed the door in front of his eyes.

The world is completely dark.

"Brother Song..." A trembling hand touched the door in front of him, the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps caused the entire cabinet to vibrate, and someone shouted outside the door: "I got it!" retracted.

"Look inside!"

"Here's another one!"

Jiang Lu crouched in the cabinet and shivered.

"Don't move! Police!"

"Two more people! There are people resisting arrest here!"

"Watch out—he has a knife!"

"Chase! Don't let him run away!"

"...Brother Song..."

In the early hours of the morning, Jiang Lu staggered out of the cabinet, his legs were so stiff that he couldn't walk anymore, he took two steps on his knees before he stood up crookedly, leaning on the wall and walking outside.

From his level, it was already a mess.The lights were on as before the chaos started, the brightly lit scene, some personal belongings were scattered on the stairs, and the downstairs was even more messy, tables and chairs were tilted, food, drinks, clothes were scattered everywhere... no one was there .

Jiang Lu's legs were so frightened that his upper body was almost lying on the handrail of the stairs, while looking around in panic, he called softly, "Brother Song?...Brother Song?"

The music stopped long ago, and only his voice remained in the huge villa.

On the first floor, he saw someone walking in from the outside, looking around in the hall, with curiosity mixed with fear on his face.

Jiang Lu shrank behind a sofa in fright.

The spectator didn't dare to go too far inside, and left quickly after watching the fun.Jiang Lu went downstairs quietly and saw him go far through the window, so he dared to leave as fast as he could.

He used his feet to walk back to the city from the suburbs back then. When he got home, his whole body was soaked, and he looked almost exhausted.

After so many tears and sweat, he finally woke up.As soon as Jiang Lu entered the door, he fell to the ground and burst into tears.

Liang Yong's father fell from the horse, and everyone who was dependent on him was unlucky, except Jiang Lu.

He thought about that horrible night day and night, and finally figured it out in his chaotic thinking—it was because Zhang Song deliberately lured him away, so that he was safe and sound.

Withdrawal reactions and grief hit him at the same time.When he got home, he threw away the cigarettes and pills, forced himself to detox at home, and had no alternative medicines to buffer him. The process was like death.

When he was in better condition, he would go out and ask around for news about Zhang Song.In the end, he saw the verdict on the wall outside the city hall, there were several, and he saw Liang Yong's name on the first one——

death penalty.

Jiang Lu passed out directly.People passing by saw him lying on the ground, went to pinch others, and woke him up.As soon as Jiang Lu opened his eyes, he got up and lay down on the wall to read the verdicts one by one. He hadn't showered or changed his clothes in the past few days, and they were stuck to the wall like a piece of rotten pickle.

Zhang Song's name was written on the fourth verdict: taking drugs, resisting arrest, assaulting the police, gathering a crowd for promiscuity, [-] years in prison.

In the next shot, Jiang Lu appeared in the frame pushing a bicycle.He was completely new, and his clothes had naturally changed, and they were a very regular white shirt and jeans.His hair has also been cut, and the hair that had been allowed to grow blindly before was neatly trimmed, and it actually showed the youthfulness of when he was a student.

He is the same as he was years ago.

There was a plastic bag full of things in his car basket, a bag collapsed on his shoulder, and something was tied to the frame behind him.He was going to visit Zhang Song in prison, saying that he could see him once a month.

When you arrive at the place, the things you brought have to be checked first.The quilts and clothes were picked up, and the prison guards said that they were all distributed here, and there was no need for outside ones.All kinds of pork ribs, sauced beef, braised chicken feet, melon seeds, broad beans, and fruit skins were also picked out. These foods did not meet the regulations.

The prison guards were very happy when they picked it up, saying that his family runs a canteen, why are there so many tricks?Jiang Lu smiled politely, saying that he was afraid that he would be bored inside, so he would make some snacks to pass the time.

He looked gentle and sensible, and after he had done the work before he came, the prison guards were willing to talk to him a few more times, and said with a smile, "There is work to do, so I can't be idle." He took out a small package of things wrapped in oiled paper from the plastic bag , asked him: "What is this? Is it for food?"

"Yes, rice cake."

The prison guard let out a "hey" and said to himself: "I never understood what is so delicious about this sticky thing!"

Jiang Lu looked at the iron fence next to him.

The inside of the iron fence was darker than the outside. Looking from this side, the inside was pitch-black, and even the people sitting inside were pitch-black, and their faces could not be seen clearly.I only know that he is sitting, sitting motionless, as if he can't hear the conversation here, and is completely indifferent.

There are so many things to pick and choose, and finally there is only a big bag of fruit, a cigarette, a toothpaste, a toothbrush and a stack of money.

The things were kept by the prison guards first, and Jiang Lu sat down on the stool in front of Zhang Song cautiously, with his head down, not daring to look inside.

"Brother Song..." he shouted timidly.He falsely claimed that he was Zhang Song's cousin, and he was qualified to visit the prison only after going through false procedures. This habitual address just happened to continue to be used without revealing his secrets.

But there was no answer from the shadows behind the bars.

"At home...is there anyone else coming to see you?"

"You... Take care of yourself. I can come here once a month. If you need anything—" Jiang Lu completed all the lines by himself like an actor in a one-man show.

"Is there any smoke?" Finally came a voice from the shadows.

Jiang Lu raised his head in surprise, and stood up very courteously to pass a cigarette to Zhang Song.

The prison guard on the side yelled at him: "Sit down! Don't get so close to the prisoner!"

Jiang Lu froze in place holding the lighter, stammering, "I, I'll light a cigarette for him."

Fortunately, there was no smoking ban in this prison. The prison guard came to take the cigarettes and lighter from him, and when he reached into the iron bars, he blocked Jiang Lu's view.After the prison guard moved away, faint smoke drifted out from behind the iron bars, but Jiang Lu still couldn't see Zhang Song's face clearly.

"Then... that's it for today, and I'll come back next month." Jiang Lu's courage dissipated in the rambling to himself, and he finally offered to end it.It's a pity that he didn't know that the phrase "Do you have any cigarettes" just now were the last three words Zhang Song said to him.

The next time he visited the prison, he obviously had a lot of experience. It seemed that because of the one-month psychological training, he seemed much calmer this time, and his mental state was much better. Even talking to himself, he seemed elated.But Zhang Song never responded.

When he visited the prison again, Zhang Song still sat very far back, and it was still difficult to see his face clearly from the angle of Jiang Lu.

This time, Jiang Lu was really in a good mood. In order to prove to Zhang Song that he had really learned well, he told Zhang Song energetically how his graduate studies went smoothly, how much his tutor valued him, and promised that he would give Zhang Song a lot of money when he graduated. He writes letters of recommendation.

At this time Zhang Song raised his eyes and looked at him with unclear meaning.

Jiang Lu's heart sank and he thought, what is Brother Song thinking?

How did he get the postgraduate spot?

It's Liang Yong.

Think he has such a bright future?That made the life of the man in prison even more bleak.

Jiang Lu stood up hastily, "I...I...I'll go first, and I'll see you next time."

For the first time, he realized so clearly that he had ruined Zhang Song's life.

Jiang Lu graduated, and Jiang Lu started working.Different from the last job after graduation, this time he was focused and hardworking, and made rapid progress in the unit.He did a good job in the unit, so he could take half a day off on a fixed date every month, bring the items carefully prepared in advance, and ride a bicycle to the prison in the suburbs.

This time, Jiang Lu arrived at his destination after riding for an hour as usual.

He was already a familiar face, and he was called by name without registering: "Zhang Song's family members, why are you still here?"

Jiang Lu was stunned. He really belonged to the kind of person who was too smart, and he already felt fear at this moment.

"……What's wrong?"

The other party was also happy for him, "Didn't Zhang Song tell you? He behaved well and got out of prison early!"

"Oh..." Jiang Lu was also happy for Zhang Song, raised the corners of his mouth and laughed, "Then do you know where he went?"

"Have you gone home? Where else can you go? Go to his house and have a look!"

Jiang Lu said "Oh" again, and thanked the other party with a smile.

When he was holding the handlebars and turned around, there was a voice from behind him complaining for him: "... Hey, this Zhang Song is not authentic. In the past few years, the family except you, the younger brother, wanted to come and see him. , who has ever been here? Every time you come here, you pack a lot of bags, and he didn't tell you first when he went out..."

He rode forward quickly, and the sound behind him soon dissipated.

He returned to Zhang Song and his former small home. After Zhang Song entered, he had been helping to pay the rent in advance, but he dared not move in.

Not in this home.He went to the house where Zhang Lihua remarried again, and he was always carrying a bag of things in his hand, which were the cigarettes and money he was going to send out when he was going to visit the prison, as well as some daily necessities.

Neither does this home.Zhang Song's younger brother felt ashamed when he heard that he asked about the elder brother who was in prison, so he was kicked out.

Then Jiang Lu took the bus to Zhang Song's hometown.The yard and house are still there, but they have long been abandoned, and there is no chain.

Jiang Lu stepped on the ashes and walked in a circle, then came out with his things.

He asked someone to find out where the village's cemetery was, found Zhang Bao's, took out a cigarette from his bag, unpacked it, lit it, gave Zhang Baojing one, put the rest of the cigarettes in front of the tombstone, and knelt down to give it to him. Zhang Bao kowtowed three times, then left with the remaining things.

When he was waiting for the train at the station, he heard someone yelling, "Newly made rice cakes!"

Jiang Lu walked over, "One catty."

The white and soft rice cakes were put into plastic bags and handed over to Jiang Lu.

Jiang Lu was eating rice cakes while waiting for the bus.The bus arrived, and Jiang Lu was still eating rice cakes when he bought the ticket. The conductor was not happy, saying that this thing was too sticky, so don't eat it on the bus, and asked him to either put away the food or get off.

Jiang Lu let out an "oh" and got out of the car.

The staff of the bus had seen all kinds of strange people, and asked him with a normal face: "This is the last bus, do you really want to take it?"

Jiang Lu shook his head, holding the bag of rice cakes in his hand all the time, "Sit down."

The people behind who were eager to buy tickets pushed him aside, and a person who was further back in the row said to him: "Then how do you go back to the city? You can't get a taxi here!"

Jiang Lu still shook his head gently, "It's okay."

The bus drove away, Jiang Lu was eating rice cakes slowly, and after the dust brought up by the bus settled down, he also walked in that direction.

Finish.