Summertime

June 25th, Monday, at 25:[-] p.m., the temperature in Hong Kong is [-] degrees at this time, rainy and cloudy, the clean ground is wet, and the flashing red and yellow lights of cars passing by on the street are reflected on the road On the thin accumulated water, circles of bright or dark halos radiate, and the air is filled with moist moisture, but for some reason, it still feels inexplicably stuffy and hot. There is no wind, and the slow floating clouds in the sky Thick, the ground was exposed to the sun in the daytime, and after a short shower of rain, the accumulated heat has not yet been dissipated. A stream of steaming heat drifts from the land to the dull air, making people feel a little breathless. , another heavy rain is coming.

The hotel is just across the street from the Hong Kong Cultural Center, near the Victoria Harbour, near the end of [-]:[-] p.m., Xizao and his team packed up their luggage, and after a brief discussion about the tasks for tomorrow, the two accompanying boys said they would Going to Tsim Sha Tsui to find a tea restaurant for dinner, Xizao smiled and said that she had no appetite, so she didn’t go together. Indeed, she had no appetite. Xizao was not used to flying, the closed cabin, the bumpy takeoff and landing, tinnitus, and high altitude The dizziness and nausea caused by the flight made Xizao feel a little queasy. In fact, these are only secondary. She was not in the mood to eat. The phone call this morning made Xizao's originally cheerful mood as bad as the weather on Hong Kong Island at the moment.

In the end, between her and Zhou Mi, the latter is more important, right, Su Xi?

The hot bath water washes away the dust and smell of the journey, but the fatigue remains. The two boys who went out to eat have not yet returned. It was approaching 21:[-], Xizao decided to leave the empty room and go out to relax.

The hotel is less than 5 minutes away from Victoria Harbour. Cross the road, the former Kowloon-Canton Railway Clock Tower is in front, Xizao passes through the Clock Tower Square, and opposite the Avenue of Stars is the seaside promenade. You can hear a certain band under the promenade from a distance The lead singer is playing the guitar and singing low and melodious love songs. Walking in, the members of the band are all young people. The drummer and guitarist are sitting on the ground to rest. Only the lead singer is still holding the guitar and singing in a low voice. The singing boy is tall and handsome, and the singing voice from the audio equipment is also very moving. It’s a pity that the sky is not beautiful. There are not many people who come to Victoria Harbor to play and relax tonight, and even fewer tourists stop to watch. Scattered spectators, apart from a few old men resting by the columns, and only a few young girls insisted on standing still and applauding for the singers. The singer's voice was slow and deep. With a touch of sadness, coupled with the gloomy and humid night, people can't help but touch the sadness, because the lead singer is singing Lin Youjia's song, waste.

I haven't changed for a long time

It's been six years of loving you

you better be ready

i have no intention of stopping everything

want to say i don't volunteer

there is nothing to entertain

how precious it is to have someone to love

It's okay, you don't have to give me a chance

Anyway, I still have a life to waste

I'm just a little bit stubborn

can be called my advantage

It's okay, you don't have to apologize to me

Maybe I just like being wasted by you

whoever you fall in love with today

I will face it

It doesn't matter if I spend another ten years with you

Waste, waste your life, is it really indifferent?

It's a pity that Xizao is not Yoga Lin, and this is just a hypocritical song.

In reality, no one will spend one decade after another for anyone.

The band's performance failed to keep Xizao staying for too long, so she walked up the spiral staircase to the second-floor rooftop of the promenade.

The air here is not as stuffy as it used to be, and it has a fresh smell of the sea, and the faint, oncoming sea breeze, although it is only gently swaying, can also relieve the tightness in the chest, and the mist on the sea surface floats, Covering the modern skyscrapers on the opposite bank of Central Hong Kong, the brightly lit night scene on the opposite bank is less real, prosperous and magnificent than usual, with colorful neon lights, billboards, and night lights on the roof flickering in the white sea fog , only hazy and illusory halos are left, and even the huge Ferris wheel on the other side is only left with a circle of foggy purple that flickers on and off. Xizao lies on the fence and looks at the red clouds rolling in the sky. In the meantime, fishing boats, cruise ships, and cross-sea small boats shuttled through the white mist, and blew long whistles from time to time. Xizao seemed to have entered an illusion, as if she had never left Shanghai at all, and at this moment she was Standing in the corner of the Bund, blowing the wind, maybe the next moment, the phone in her hand will ring, and Su Xi will call her out as usual, or eat, or go shopping, or go to a movie, everything will be the same as before.

The naive hallucination didn’t last long. The intermittent Cantonese dialogue from my ear dragged Xi Zao back to reality. Xi Zao looked back and found a couple sitting not far away were bowing their heads and whispering. Hong Kong people always talk. I like to drag out the end of the story, which is vivid but a little deliberate.

Xizao shook his head with a wry smile, turned and left.

Victoria Harbor is indeed similar to the Bund, surprisingly similar, but Victoria Harbor lacks the delicacy and atmosphere of the Bund.

Some scenery can overlap, but some people's hearts can't be consistent with what they imagined.

Just as Victoria Harbor couldn't become the Bund in Xizao's fantasy, maybe some people couldn't become what she imagined.

Some things can't be changed, she can't get them, she can only fantasize about them, but what can fantasies bring her?

It was very late at night, and the heavy rain outside the window suddenly fell, and big raindrops hit the glass of the window, accompanied by the roar of rolling thunder from time to time, making the people on the bed sleepless.

On a rainy night in a foreign land, Xizao was sleepless again.

After dawn, the gray-black sky on Hong Kong Island gradually became brighter, grayish-white, and somewhat blue. Today is a sunny day.The person lying on the bed didn't know whether it was because she had been looking out of the window for too long or for other reasons. She felt nauseous, her chest was tight, her eyelids became heavy, and a belated drowsiness came suddenly. Xizao half-closed her eyes before losing consciousness. I looked at the mobile phone by the bedside. On the clean interface, there were no push notifications or messages from anyone. There were only a few black numbers that were a bit abrupt. It was 49:[-] in the morning, two hours before I woke up. , she got into the quilt and finally closed her eyes.

It was after nine o'clock in the morning when I received the unexpected call from Mo Youna.

At that time, Xizao was drinking morning tea in Lanfangyuan with two boys who came to Hong Kong with her. They said they were boys because Liang Wen and Jin Zhihua were both a few years younger than Xizao. Four years, but she is already considered an old man in CouCi, but she is indeed a young person in their eyes, because after the next year, Xizao will be three years old, and she is not young anymore.

Lanfangyuan was recommended by Liang Wen. It is not far from Victoria Harbour, but the location is not easy to find. It is hidden in an underground shopping mall near Chungking Mansions on Nathan Road.

Hong Kong is already busy in the morning, the road is full of office workers in a hurry to get to work, and the elderly who go out to have morning tea in a hurry, no matter what time of day this piece of the street is always full of dangling brown-yellow-skinned people Indians and Pakistanis, dressed in loose clothes, gather in twos and threes on the corner of the street, smoking, talking, and silent, always giving people a feeling of doing nothing.In the early morning, all the excellent or salsa shops on the side of the road have not yet opened, and the young and strong local pushes a small cart full of pure water buckets and shouts impatiently, telling those who stand in his way to stay away.Xizao shook his head and rejected the thick stack of free newspapers handed over by the skinny middle-aged aunt by the roadside. This kind of newspapers are distributed by people more than ten meters along the way, and they are full of entertainment gossip, commercial advertisements, and lace News, the locals like to read these colorful newspapers while sipping a cup of Hong Kong-style milk tea in the tea restaurant. Unfortunately, Xizao is not in such a mood and does not have such time.The two boys in front stopped and went, fighting with each other, Xi Zao felt a little funny, but also felt a little naive, after all, they were young people.When these two people get together, they always disagree. Jin Zhihua wants to go to the nearby Cuihua restaurant, while Liang Wenfei wants to go to Lanfangyuan. As for the jujube, she doesn't care where to eat. After the boys, the decision was delayed.Jin Zhihua asked Liang Wen paranoidly why he insisted on going to Lanfang Garden, and Liang Wen's reason was that Lanfang Garden was opened by Alan Tam. For him who grew up listening to the older generation of Hong Kong music, Lanfang Garden must be to go.After talking and persuading along the way, Jin Zhiwen reluctantly agreed.

Indeed, the small shop that is hard to find is full of old photos of Alan Tam, as well as photos of him and other Hong Kong stars in the store. The color and texture of the posters and photos exude the atmosphere of the 90s, and the layout is also similar to that The appearance depicted in the Hong Kong dramas of the era is similar. At this time, there are not too many people in the tea restaurant, but you still have to share a table. The service attitude made Xizao a little uncomfortable. I remember that when I came to Hong Kong, Xizao also went to the Australian Milk Company to eat dessert once after hearing the introduction. I also had such experiences. It seems that this kind of food can be recommended on the list In a small shop, the service attitude is roughly the same, loose, indifferent, casual, and blunt, but the customers who line up to pay the bill are still flowing every day.

Perhaps, this is just Xizao's personal paranoid idea, because she thinks this busy city, crowded like sardine cans, is eccentric and always lacks a kind of human touch, making people feel intimacy and nature.

In the narrow and crowded restaurant, the contact between the knife and fork and the plate, the collision of the glass and the table, the sound of walking, shouting, and the hustle and bustle of people made Xizao unable to hear the mixed voice on the other end of the call. She seemed to hear it vaguely Announcements of air voyages.

"What, what did you say?"

Xizao had to leave her seat and walk out of the restaurant area, she thought she had heard wrong.

"I'm at the airport now, and I'll be in Shanghai in three hours."

The other end of the phone repeated it concisely, with a little joy in the tone.

"You want to come to Shanghai!"

"Well, Dalang came to Shanghai as an exchange student. He wanted to see you, so he came with his son. I thought I should tell you in advance, but you said that you will stay in Shanghai during this time, so I will I didn’t tell you, I thought, would there be some surprises like this?”

Moyou explained gently and apologetically.

"But... But I'm in Hong Kong now. Gu Xia is sick, so I'll come here for her at the exhibition. When will you go back?"

Xizao suddenly felt lost, and Moyou came here with great difficulty. Do you want her to stay in Shanghai alone?

"Well, I should have told you in advance, I'm sorry, because of me, all your original plans have been disrupted now."

On the other side of the phone, Moyou has been apologizing. Xizao has no intention to correct Moyou's Japanese way of thinking at this time. Already very touched.

"When are you going back, I want to see you!"

Xizao interrupted Moyou and asked eagerly.

"Accompany Dalang to see the school today, and tomorrow I will go to Hong Kong to see you."

Moyou smiled, and in one thought, she changed all the itinerary that she had planned.