silver sea

The dusk in Lanhua Lane is always beautiful.

Rose vines, camphor trees, blue-tiled walls, the pink-purple shadows of the crowd stretched by the sunset, no night neon flickering lights and shadows swaying and restless, it is rare to be infected with the unique tranquility of winter.

Wen Youxia stood beside a solitary jacaranda tree, smoking two-thirds of the cigarette, Qiu Sheng still hadn't come out.

With a cigarette butt in his mouth, he raised his hand to touch the not-so-thick tree trunk.

Wen Youxia remembered this tree. The Jacaranda was a tree species specially introduced by the municipal construction to decorate the boulevard, but it was actually not suitable for the environment of Donghe River.The tree-lined boulevard and Lanhua Lane are too close, and this tree is strangely misplaced. It is said that the original greening workers had selfish intentions, thinking that they should be together because they are called "Blue Flowers".

The authenticity of the urban legend is unknown, but this jacaranda tree has taken root in the alley.In midsummer, it opens soft branches and blooms light blue flowers like butterflies.

Before we were together, Qiu Sheng would come over late from school, and when he sent a message to Wen Youxia, he said "see you under that tree".This is a code that only they know, now that Wen Youxia thinks of their meeting, Qiu Sheng doesn't hug him or say hello, just smiles, and the two of them walk towards "Blueberry Night" or other livehouses together.

Sometimes I perform by myself, sometimes I watch other people's.

In the simple years, at that time, I occasionally boasted to be the number one band in Donghe.

Wen Youxia withdrew her hand, and smiled amused by Qiu Sheng's appearance in her memory.

Now I feel that there is only a short distance from the unique jacaranda to the livehouse, so there is no need to run out and walk a little longer.But every time Qiu Sheng said "see you under the tree", Wen Youxia did it, as if they could steal some alone time from each other.

If you think about it carefully, there are always traces of heartbeats.

He couldn't clearly describe a specific second, and he couldn't remember what Qiu Sheng did as the trigger. If he had to count it, he was deeply impressed by Qiu Sheng when they first met.

At that time, Qiu Sheng was lively, bold, and a little presumptuous. Standing in the crowd on the dance floor, he looked at him without blinking. His eyes were full of strong possessiveness, which made Wen Youxia, who was originally concentrating on playing the piano, not dare to look directly at him. , but couldn't help but sneak a glance at him, recalling this look for a long time with horror.

He felt that he needed someone alone, and he didn't have the courage to be alone for the rest of his life.

When seeing Qiu Sheng, the vague imagination of "that person" turned into Qiu Sheng in an instant.

Maybe it is true that I am no longer young, and I always think about the past.When Wen Youxia came back to his senses, the cigarette butt almost burned his fingers, he simply pinched the cigarette, and then heard footsteps behind him.

A little dull and unhappy, Wen Youxia turned her head: "Why did you stay for so long, is there something wrong?"

"Even if there is." Qiu Sheng said.

"Is it about camels?"

Qiu Sheng reluctantly nodded.

Wen Youxia: "At least I know where he is. If you have time to go around, you can always meet someone. If you don't want to go...Gu Qi and I will run over there, you are still taking medicine recently."

"It's okay." Qiu Shengweng said angrily.

His mood is not too high, except for performances and rehearsals Qiu Sheng is often depressed, as if troubled by some indescribable worries.

Wen Youxia thought that Qiu Sheng fell into frustration because he failed to find out the specific news about Luo Tuo. He intentionally made Qiu Sheng happy and asked, "Now that you're going back to the company, should you stay here to watch a performance or something?"

It sounds good, now it's getting dark, and returning to the company is just a nod to say goodbye.Qiu Sheng was disturbed by the news he had just received, and the guilt and regret made it difficult for him to face, so he took advantage of the opportunity and agreed to Wen Youxia, hoping that the atmosphere of Lanhua Lane would let him get out of the past as soon as possible.

Livehouse performances basically don’t start until after [-] o’clock, and they enter at [-] o’clock and eat something casually. They chose a platter of young post-punk bands from the performance posters of several venues.

Just started to enter the arena, and the dusk gradually turned into night, and there were more and more people in Lanhua Lane.

Those who recognized them came forward and asked for a group photo.Qiu Sheng is tired of dealing with these "music fans", and the person who asked for a photo may not really like them.Wen Youxia dragged him to ignore these people. They turned into a narrow alley, leaned against the wall, and looked at the people walking through a half-meter-wide gap.

There is a secret joy.

The corners of Qiu Sheng's mouth curled up involuntarily, and he heard Wen Youxia say, "I finally saw you smiling."

Qiu Sheng didn't ask if you thought this was coaxing me, but he didn't deny that he was taken care of.He tilted his head, and put the forehead on Wen Youxia's shoulder.

The sky was dark, the street lights were not on yet and even the shadows were swallowed into the void. If someone passed by at this time, they might not be able to find their intimate posture.Qiu Sheng leaned against him quietly for a while, feeling that the other party didn't resent supporting him, so he grabbed Wen Youxia's palm and rubbed his fingertips against the calluses caused by his playing the piano, which seemed to be flatter than before, but the slightly deformed fingers It's hard to recover.

Those years together were also like a cocoon, leaving traces on Wen Youxia that could not be erased.

Many things are the same, just whether to think about it.

"If," Qiu Sheng said suddenly, "if someone told you at this time that he had news about your biological parents—where did he go, what are you doing now, why did he abandon you—would you want to know?"

Wen Youxia didn't even think about it: "No."

Qiu Sheng asked: "Even if the news is true and important? Are you not curious at all?"

Wen Youxia was silent for a while this time and asked directly: "Did you hear something?"

In the lounge of "Blueberry Night" half an hour ago, every time the sixth brother said something, Qiu's voice seemed to sink a little more into the ice cave.

"89, 90 years? I'm not sure if I remember everything clearly, but now that I hear you say it, I can get a vague impression of some things. 'Sacred Spring' was involved in bad incidents in the end, But not in 'Blueberry', I saw the police car coming that night...

"Before that? Brother Dao attracted a lot of little girls in Lanhua Lane back then. Cool, with that tattoo, that accent, a guitar player is easy to exude charm, don't you think so? His girlfriend at that time was two-and-a-half every day In exchange, Guo'er swarmed towards him, not to mention how enviable! But I remember that there was a very regular girl with him for a while, what they called her 'Xiaowen', hey, I don't know Is it 'Wen', 'Wen' or something else...'Smell'?

"Xiaowen has been with him for a long time. Although she is not a good girl, she is absolutely devoted to Brother Dao. To tell you the truth, the 'Holy Spring' during that time didn't seem to be looking for trouble all the time. Others Just kidding about their cowardice, my dad thinks it’s good. People always have to get back on track. When you’re young, it’s almost enough to make a fuss. How can you really deviate from the norm all your life? Then one day, Xiaowen disappeared inexplicably—look at me Memory, the more I talk about it, the more I remember it. Maybe it happened too many times with different people. In fact, we all have the same emotions, experiences, and choices about big and small things. There is nothing new under the sun. That's all there is to it.

"Brother Dao wrote a song for Xiaowen at that time, I don't know if I can find it, it seems to be called...

"But it didn't last long. It can be seen that writing a song is like a curse. At that time, 'Shengquan' came to drink with blueberries and chatted very loudly. After listening to it, I knew why Xiaowen left suddenly. She was pregnant at that time. , 'Brother Dao' thought it was his and wanted to get married, but Xiaowen firmly said no, the two had a fight and Xiaowen packed up his things and ran away overnight. Brother Dao was a little disappointed at first, but soon he recovered. life, change girlfriends, smoke some things that you have and don’t have, and if you don’t talk about Xiaowen, just pretend that you don’t know this woman before, and continue to spend your days and nights.

"Two years later, the sensational murder happened, so 'Sacred Spring' disbanded on the spot. So far, some people think that the way they disbanded is very unique... By the way, there are very few people as old as you The young people mentioned the 'Holy Spring' specifically, asking why?"

Qiu Sheng said, "I'm just curious."

The sixth brother thought that he had heard some unreliable rumors like others, and said earnestly: "Some people have been looking glamorous for several years, but in the end they have nowhere to go... You are young, live a good life, and engage in creation , Xiaoqiu, your band has a good vibe, so just keep it up and be good."

"Why did he jump into the sea?" Qiu Sheng asked, frowning.

Sixth brother spread his hands: "Then who knows? Maybe I don't think I can survive."

Qiu Sheng got up to leave, but he didn't tell Sixth Brother anything, even when he heard the title of a certain song, his ears were like thunder.

A stone hanging above his head crashed down, but he didn't smash himself into a bloody mess as he imagined.Qiu Sheng walked out of the lounge half dead, stood close to the door, and then sighed heavily.

The photos in my memory are still vivid.

An outline that resembles Wen Youxia, dangerous movements, the so-called "looking around for people" persistence, and a shadow that is worried about jumping up to strangle him anytime, anywhere...

Threats, fears, trepidation, hesitation and the unknown.

It's all gone now.

He doesn't have to worry anymore.

But Qiu Sheng didn't feel relieved.

The lights in the alley were turned on at once, Qiu Sheng lowered his head, and his and Wen Youxia's shadows were sticking together intimately.

After Wen Youxia asked that sentence, he was silent for a long time, hesitating whether he should tell the truth.He wanted to remove the stone, make it disappear completely, and also wanted to tell Wen Youxia that he had been wronged too much for this.For Qiu Sheng, every step he took was self-denial and reshaping the past. The difficulty was no less than when he accepted the fact that he was a patient.

He was loath to admit that every decision he made went off the rails and didn't lead to any answers he had ever planned.

He didn't say anything, Wen Youxia presupposed the result: "If you know, don't tell me."

"Are you really not interested?" Qiu Sheng said, his eyelashes trembling.

"No." Wen Youxia said, "I have nothing to do with those two people."

Qiu Sheng suddenly gained confidence: "But what if life, old age, sickness and death are involved? Can you remain indifferent?"

"Qiu, before you said that the biggest truth you have learned is that people should look forward, right?"

Qiu Sheng said: "You also said that you can't completely abandon the past."

"But I used to care too much about other people's approval, so I ended up being irrelevant. I couldn't be really free and easy, so I just pretended, so I was very twisted in the end. My parents didn't want me, Mr. Wen's family didn't treat me sincerely, and Rotten Apple didn't really accept me. Me, why should I care if this is the case? Now that I have stepped out, I look forward, the past is just the past and will not change, but they... stay in the past, I think you can understand." Wen Youxia sounded Very calm, but his fingers kept pinching the corner of the jacket, revealing the uneasiness caused by these words.

"I thought you would care about it." Qiu Sheng said deeply, "So, I used to pretend to hide these things, but in fact, it's not necessary for you at all... Wen Youxia, we..."

"You know my Qiu Sheng very well."

Qiu Sheng's eyes lit up.

"In the past, I did care, and very much. No matter what you heard—for example, who is my biological father, where is my biological mother, whether I am alive or not, will I come to see me—four years ago, no matter what No matter how determined I am to say that I will never have anything to do with them in this life, I may still want to meet them in private, at least ask them, 'Why don't you want me'." Wen Youxia paused, and he opened the The cigarette case didn't move for a while, "But today, I won't."

People will change, from good to bad, and become indifferent to the things that were once brooding.

Qiu Sheng almost blurted out "The guitarist of Shengquan jumped into the sea", he choked himself fiercely: "But there is at least one thing I think I should tell you."

Wen Youxia was stunned: "What?"

"There is a song about you." Qiu Sheng snatched his cigarette and threw it away, his words pressed against the flickering lights in the alley, "Shengquan's "Endless Summer"."

After saying this, he thought, Wen Youxia is not stupid, he will understand the cause and effect.

The street lamps and the blue tile wall cut off the cold and hard shadow lines, and Wen Youxia is also enveloped in it, his body passes through the light and shadow, as if being divided into two.

"Understood." After a long time, Wen Youxia said, then smiled at Qiu Sheng, "Shall we go to the show now?"

The author says:

Sorry for the long wait! ! QQ

In fact, selfishly, I don’t want to write clearly what Wen Xia’s last name is, because I think under this setting, “following the father’s surname” is actually meaningless at all, and let these become beautiful coincidences8