silver sea

The early spring in Donghe was rainy, and it didn't stop for a while until Qingming. After a few days of clearing, it started to rain at night, and it continued until midsummer. The long rainy season always lingered above the clouds.

Qiu Sheng held up an umbrella, but his whole body was drenched.

He tried his best to identify the house number of the community from the rain curtain, and climbed up to the fourth floor after confirming that it was correct from memory.The old-fashioned community with two households on one floor is similar to their rental house in terms of the layout of the units and the structure of the rooms. The only difference is that the houses on this side are bigger, while the other side is just right, and there is no more room for two people to squeeze together.

The anti-theft door in front of it has almost no "anti-theft" effect. It is so thin that Qiu Sheng estimated that he could kick it through hard. On the left is "Five Good Families" and on the right is a milk box.

He hadn't seen and heard of You Xia for three days, otherwise he wouldn't have found the other party's house as a last resort.

On the first day of the conflict, Qiu Sheng and Wen Youxia didn't go back home and stayed at Gu Qi's place overnight.But the next day, he was shocked to find that he couldn't even get through to Wen Youxia's phone. On the third day, Qiu Sheng couldn't bear it anymore and came to find someone.

This is very rare in their big and small quarrels, usually no matter who is instigating the conflict, it is always Wen Youxia who puts down his posture to coax others in the end.His connivance made Qiu Sheng think that Wen Youxia would calm down in the big conflict as long as it was cold for a while, and then they would reconcile after listening to him explain many reasons.

For the first time, he was left in place by Wen Youxia.

Realizing this, Qiu Sheng almost caught his breath.Immediately afterwards, "Wen Youxia wants to break up with him", this typesetting is pervasive, occupying all of Qiu Sheng's conscious and subconscious.

He doesn't want to break up.

You can fight, you can have a cold war, you can even have no band.

But he doesn't want to break up with Wen Youxia.

Qiu Sheng trembled all over when guesses came to the tip of his tongue countless times, and he pressed down with his finger on the doorbell, and the tranquility in the corridor was instantly broken.Qiu Sheng took a step back, torn between "running" and "waiting"—he didn't want to see and hear about Youxia's family, but what if he was the one who opened the door?

The flimsy anti-theft door opened, and the hope was in vain. It was a thin, pale boy who opened the door.

"Who are you looking for?" He asked, looking at Qiu Sheng's appearance.

"I……"

Qiu Sheng is not afraid of socializing, but at this moment he doesn't know what to say.

Seeing that he was silent, the young man explained on his own initiative: "My grandpa doesn't have class today, did you remember the date wrong?"

"I..." The anxiety in the throat overcame the nervousness, Qiu Sheng forced himself to look at the young man, "I'm not looking for Teacher Wen, I'm looking for that one, Wen Youxia...is he there?"

The boy didn't answer directly: "Why are you looking for him?"

When Qiu Sheng heard it, he thought Wen Youxia was at home, and said impatiently, "I'm him... from our band, my name is Qiu Sheng, if you let him come out, I have something to tell him, it's very important."

"Qiu Sheng?" The boy repeated, "You are the lead singer."

The tone was so firm, Qiu Sheng was stunned for a moment, unable to tell whether the young man's tone was disgust or surprise, he held his hand and asked uncertainly: "Ah, you are Dongdong? Wen Xia mentioned you to me."

Dongdong didn't exchange any greetings with him: "Let's go."

"Wen Xia isn't here?"

"My brother said he didn't want to see you."

After he finished speaking, regardless of Qiu Sheng's expression froze for a moment, he closed the door with a bang.

Dongdong leaned against the anti-theft door and panted a few times, but never heard the expected footsteps leaving.His heart was lifted high, he turned around lightly, lay on the cat's eye, and looked out carefully——

The man was still standing there, his head bowed in frustration.

With a handsome and beautiful face, but the brows are full of shadows, Qiu Sheng's nose twitched slightly, and he raised his hand to ring the doorbell, but finally retracted timidly, he lowered his head and took out a piece of paper from his backpack, writing what.

Just when Dongdong wondered whether this person could leave, Qiu Sheng suddenly approached the anti-theft door, stuck the piece of paper on the handle of the keyhole, then picked up the umbrella at his feet and rushed to the stairs.

"It's gone." Wen Haoqian looked indifferent.

He slowly turned off the light in the living room and walked back to his room.As if thinking of something suddenly, he ran out all the way without disturbing anyone.

Because apart from him, there is no one in the family now.

In the port in the north of the city, the rainwater connects to the sea water, and the overwhelming humidity almost overturns the city.

Most of the small shops along the coastal road are closed. Occasionally, one or two people pass by. Facing the deserted road, they can't help feeling: "When did it rain so much in February..."

A locomotive passed from south to north, cutting the rain like a sharp blade, and then turned to the beach.

One second before it was about to be engulfed by the waves, the locomotive slammed to the right and slammed on the brakes. The tires sank heavily into the sand and the brakes were almost ineffective.

The roaring tide beat on the locomotive, the rain beat on the metal parts, the wind screamed, and there was only hopeless resentment.

Wen Youxia lay still, face down, ate a mouth full of sand for a while before getting up.His clothes were tightly attached to his body, Martin boots became heavier after being soaked in water, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he held his knees every time he moved, and his waist felt a clammy pain.

Driving by the seaside in rainy days is dangerous, but Wen Youxia didn't know any other channels to vent out. For the first time, he realized that he had a tendency to self-destruct.

He has been thinking about it over and over again for the past two days.

The teacher who taught him the piano said, "You have a very good sense of music", and the teacher who learned the violin said, "The notation and feel are like memories from a previous life."But Wen Youxia didn't have any advantages other than that. Liberal arts and science were average. After he stopped learning the violin, he felt that he should be abandoned and lost to everyone. At this time, Wen Dechang bought him a bass.

When the apple red Yamaha was handed over to Wen Youxia, Wen Dechang comforted him to close a door and open a window. If you are not the best at studying, then you can become famous if you are the best in musical instruments.

That's right, this was his initial expectation for Wen Youxia, to gain both fame and fortune, and then repay their kindness.

Wen Youxia did not disappoint him.

Perhaps because of the basics of violin and piano, he only needs three days for others to learn a month. He seems to be able to master those skills as soon as he touches the strings and fingerboard. This is "talent".

But when Wen Youxia discovered that his talent came from an irresponsible father, he wanted to give up for a moment, wanted to draw a clear line, and hated those hands whose fingertips tingled with excitement when they touched the strings.

So he tried to do something else, discarding his talent, and under the pressure, with little success, became more and more depressed.

When I met Bai Yanhui, the other party graciously invited him to play bass in the band.Wen Youxia realized that this talent could allow him to accumulate wealth quickly, so he couldn't wait to agree.And this is just another cannibalistic mouth, squeezing and strangling him, making him unhappy again. He tried to write music to express himself but dared not tell anyone, for fear of being stared at by someone and prying it through. His poor background—although everyone seems to have heard a little later, he always pretended to be deaf and dumb.

He never believed, let alone loved.

Qiu Sheng, Wen Youxia once thought that Qiu Sheng could rescue him from the quagmire and breathe smoothly again.

I was also unhappy when I was with Qiu Sheng, but happiness accounted for most of it.He was able to rediscover the excitement of playing the guitar for the first time from getting along with Qiu Sheng. Fresh melodies kept coming out of his bones like bubbles, bursting for a while, and continuing to emerge continuously for a while. *

Because he loves Qiu Sheng, he likes to play bass, write songs, and leave traces in the world.He began to feel that this was a path that he could walk for a lifetime, and since then he has ushered in the first thing that he can do well and satisfy everyone.

This is his belated redemption.

But in early spring, when everything was recovering, Wen Youxia was beaten back to the original place again.

A few days ago, Wen Dechang clearly expressed his opposition to him and Qiu Sheng.Wen Youxia got angry and yelled, "Then I'll go." After he finished speaking, he wanted to get a photo that Wen Dechang had given to him when he was a teenager, but he couldn't find it. The door behind him was locked from the outside. Lock—they don't want to smell and leave.

Wen Dechang has his own means, education, suppression, threats with "Do you want to see us die", and temptation with "You are the only one left in the old and small family", but he never mentions letting him go.

He became an elephant chained to a stake since he was a child, unable to break free.

As for the dream, Wen Youxia was about to have it, but now it's gone.

If he had found a place to work step by step from the beginning and spent his life doing nothing, he might not have the sorrow of ups and downs.Wen Youxia has seen a glimmer of light now, and the rudimentary form of hope that has just been established is like paper, and it will immediately collapse to the ground when the wind and rain blow.

Before long, it drenches, rots, decomposes, and finally disappears.

It's like it never existed.

But now even at this point, Qiu Sheng can analyze right from wrong and find an inappropriate but feasible solution, but he can't do anything except incompetent and furious—he is not as good as Qiu Sheng.

Qiu Sheng was much stronger than him.

Sooner or later, if he can't keep up with Qiu Sheng's rhythm, he will be thrown away, or Qiu Sheng will sacrifice his plan for him.

"I'm a waste." Wen Youxia sat on the muddy beach, thinking with cold hands and feet, "I'm a waste, what right do I have to ask others to sacrifice for me."

The rain dripped down his sharp jaw line, mixed with other liquids, and wet Wen Youxia's collar.

Wen Youxia covered her face, there was no more desperate moment than now.

He admitted that he was not at all brave.

He went back to the "home" behind Changdong Middle School - these few days, Wen Youxia didn't want to go to the rental house to meet Qiu Sheng, he was afraid that the two of them would quarrel again, so he had to come back to rest.

As soon as he opened the door, Wen Haoqian rushed out from the bedroom: "Brother! Where have you been, why is it so dirty?"

"It's okay." Wen Youxia didn't want to tell him, took off his coat and walked to the bathroom, but he suddenly remembered the series of footprints he saw when he opened the door, as if someone wandered by the door a few hours ago, turned around and shouted Hao Qian.

"What's wrong?" The other party blinked.

"Has anyone you don't know come here recently?"

Wen Haoqian said naturally, "No."

The other party was just a child who hadn't graduated from primary school, Wen Youxia had no doubt that Wen Haoqian would lie to him, and went to take a bath with a "hmm" that could not be considered disappointment or happiness.

The bathroom door was closed, Wen Haoqian stood still but did not move.With his hands behind his back, he tightly held a piece of paper. After hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Wen Haoqian rushed to the kitchen, picked up a lighter and stood by the sink. He was unskilled in his movements, hesitantly but resolutely lit the piece of paper.

Qiu Sheng, he had seen this name countless times on Wen Youxia's phone, he was the devil who took away his brother.

The sound of the rain gradually died down, and the crumpled white paper was rolled by the flames, eating the words.

"I love you, don't ignore me, okay?"

Wen Haoqian's expression was an indifference that didn't belong to his age. He stared at the black and white words turned into ashes, turned on the faucet to wash away all traces, and then spat inward.

"Disgusting!" The young man said viciously, with strong hatred in his eyes.

Wen Youxia didn't know about this, he charged his phone after taking a shower.After shutting down the phone for a long time and then turning it back on, a lot of notifications flooded in instantly. Gu Qi asked him to go back to the rehearsal room to discuss things. Xiao Lu also came to him and asked him whether he was at home or outside, and there were still some unknown numbers. Wen Youxia guessed that it might be someone from the company.

Without Qiu Sheng's phone call or text message, he thought Qiu Sheng was still angry, thinking that this time there was indeed a big disturbance and he had no intention of actively coaxing people.

This incident hit Wen Youxia thoroughly, and a certain thought that hadn't appeared for a long time was racing against time to occupy his mind.

"How about I go?"

The cell phone at the bedside rang like dying, and the terrifying feeling of retreat was suddenly suppressed deep in his heart. Wen Youxia ran over, ignoring the pain in his head, and hurriedly connected: "Qiu Sheng!"

"...It's me." It was a woman who spoke.

Wen Youxia's spine immediately relaxed: "Oh, Miss Wang."

Liu Wangyu smiled a little forcedly, and his voice sounded exhausted: "I finally got in touch with you, how are you?"

Wen Youxia didn't speak.

Liu Wangyu couldn't resist his silence, and said bravely, "It's like this, the company... still arranged a second round of tour for Yinshan, tentatively scheduled to last for one month, the city basically has a plan, and the farthest will be Pingzhou. Then We hope that Yinshan will release the new album first, and discuss it after finishing this, okay?"

Pingzhou, Qiu Sheng's hometown.

Liu Wangyu was still persuading him: "Wen Xia, let's not be so anxious about some things, take our time, find some evidence, and then we will come back when we have a chance—"

Never mentioning Qiu Sheng, none of them mentioned Qiu Sheng.

Either Qiu Sheng was still angry, or Qiu Sheng felt that the matter had come to an end and he didn't need his own opinion.

"Okay." Wen Youxia said, his throat was inflamed and his voice was hoarse, "Okay, let's go on tour first."

The author says:

*Bubbles in the bones, the original source should be the dialogue between the chieftain and his son about "love" in "Dust Settled", "Bubbles will dissipate." "But they keep popping up."... I like this very much Metaphor so here is a little tribute