star chaser poem

After the order to transfer to Wu City was issued, the most troublesome thing was finding a house: the company only issued moving subsidies, and did not provide housing.

Xiang Shi studied in a foreign university, but for the first three years of work, she stayed in her hometown of Songshi and lived with her parents.Facing the first foreign transfer in his life, he was unprepared and almost faced a formidable enemy.

Wu City is far from Song City, and it takes more than three hours to travel by train; however, the handover date is very tight, and he has to pack his luggage and go through various procedures, so he really has no spare time to go to another place to see the house in person.

When he was in a state of desperation, one day Xiang's mother, Bai Ru, suddenly told him, "I asked Jingjing to help you look at the houses you selected online, and you two can talk about them on WeChat."

Xiang Shi reacted for a while and didn't know what to reply, and finally he could only utter a sentence without pain: "Why did you think of looking for him?"

"I told your Auntie Luo about this while we were chatting about family affairs. She said that her son is in Wu City anyway, and she just happened to help you take a look."

Bai Ru answered normally, but Xiang Shi's heart was overwhelmed. He said "Oh" embarrassingly, intending to decline but couldn't think of a better solution. He struggled and struggled, and finally closed it obediently mouth.

Most of the time, Xiang Shi considers himself to be a very decisive person. He likes to plan everything under control, and hates any unpredictable uncertainty.Therefore, when he found himself inexplicably turned into the party receiving favors, he immediately developed a manic depression that was controlled by others.

He knew that the adults had always thought that he and Fu Jing were naturally alienated because they each integrated into a new environment after they became adults.

If only things were that simple.

Xiang Shi, who stayed in the room packing her luggage, couldn't help recalling the last time she left home: that year, he had just received the admission letter from his favorite university.Until recently his room was full, because it was always littered with the belongings of two people as a matter of course.

Later, he was like now, packing the suitcase silently by himself, picking out the excess garbage mercilessly, and throwing it all away.

·

After sitting down at the table, the two faces looked at each other steadily, but were speechless for a while.

In the end, it was Fu Jing who couldn't hold back and laughed first, "I haven't seen you for many years, I almost didn't recognize her."

He rested his chin with one hand, and the sleeves of his clothes were very long, and the wide cuffs covered the back of his hand loosely, just exposing his well-defined but slightly deformed knuckles.

Xiang Shi didn't know how he would change in the eyes of others, but when he noticed Fu Jing's hands, he suddenly realized: this person must still be in the band.

Averting his gaze in time, he reached for the menu and changed the subject without a trace: "What do you want to eat? You're welcome, just order."

Fu Jing casually twirled the ring on her index finger, and didn't bother to pick it out, and announced straightforwardly: "I want chicken cartilage, monkfish liver, and thinly roasted beef tongue."

Hearing this, Xiang Shi couldn't help but looked up in surprise, thinking that Fu Jing in the past didn't have such a calm demeanor; there was nothing unusual on his face, and he continued to ask patiently, "Where's your drink?"

"Warm oolong tea."

"You don't drink?" He couldn't hold back now, his tone was full of surprise.

The person in front of him was still smiling, "Protect your throat."

Xiang Shi ordered warm sake, and when the dishes were almost served, he picked up a white porcelain pig's mouth cup and offered a toast, "Thank you for making a special trip this time to help me see the house." Then Pausing for a few seconds, he concealed his inner anxiety with a pretended relaxed tone: "I thought we would never get back together."

As if he didn't expect Xiang Shi to give in, Fu Jing's face flashed for a moment, but he reacted immediately, holding the soup cup with warm oolong tea in both hands, and touched her at a lower position cup, said in a low voice, "No."

The voice was too soft, so soft that Xiang Shi thought she had heard it wrong.He raised his head, trying to capture the evidence that that sentence actually existed, but only a round bottom of the cup and the Adam's apple rolling up and down due to swallowing came into view.

Fu Jing is wearing a loose silhouette shirt today, with a black base, and the fabric is dotted with gray and white gradient feather prints.The slightly long pointed collar properly wrapped his neck, and the misty smoky gray hair was more eye-catching against the background.

It may be due to the frequent tossing, the ends of the dry hair are sticking up stubbornly, and now under the cold light, the hair that reaches the shoulders has a faded purple tone.

Xiang Shi tried hard to search for the last meeting in his mind, until he realized that he could no longer connect the young man in front of him with ease with the frizzy high school student in his memory - after all, the Fu Jing he knew so far Always stuck in six years ago.

Six years ago, Fu Jing would not have such light-colored hair, would not wear jewelry, would not have pierced ears, would not be able to properly grasp the sense of distance in getting along, and would not be so sensible.

Maybe they were just two people.Xiang Shi couldn't help but think so.

It may be because they knew each other too well, or it may be that intentional or unintentional defenses are rigidly straddled between the two hearts. They began to understand what to say and what not to say, and they no longer have no reservations about each other. Don't talk about it.

So the new records overwrite the old archives, as if the latter never appeared.

However, what makes people feel paradoxical is that when they are eating and making irrelevant jokes like in the past, Xiang Shi can still feel a sense of peace that has not been seen for a long time.

It's like finding the blanket that I loved when I was a child: Although I don't need it for a long time, if I find it out of the cabinet by accident, I still feel very nostalgic, and I don't want to throw it away. The age when you can't sleep.

·

Xiang Shi guessed right, Fu Jing has been working in a band in Wu City since she left home, and this is the sixth year.

Judging from his conversation, clothing and attire, most of his development is fairly smooth: he is not forced to make a living, nor does he have the rhetoric of a philistine.

The difficulty of earning a living by making music is self-evident, coupled with the consideration of the past, Xiang Shi chose not to ask about the experience of the past six years.

But he really wanted to know.

I wonder if Fu Jing has ever regretted her original decision for such a brief moment in these years.

When asked about himself, Xiang Shi briefly explained the major of the university and his current job. He was worried that the other party would be uncomfortable, so he deliberately concealed the name of the school and company.

On the way, Fu Jing went to the restroom.The mobile phone on the table was turned to silent, but the message prompt displayed on the screen kept flashing.He took a closer look and found that all the banner notifications came from Weibo.

The standby background of the phone is a picture of white feathers falling on the upside-down crescent moon. Xiang Shi intuited that this was the band's promotional picture, but the strange thing was that the band name marked at the bottom was completely different from the one he remembered.

With little hesitation, he quickly took a picture on the screen.Then temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and continued to wait as if nothing had happened.

·

After meeting that day, the two carpooled home together because they lived close together.Xiang Shi, who got up early in the morning and worked hard all day, was already exhausted at this time, and after drinking, she fell asleep as soon as she got in the car.

Fu Jing got out of the car first, and before leaving, not only didn't wake him up, but also settled the car fare in advance.

After arriving home, Xiang Shi was a little disappointed, as if she was petty and stingy and pretended to be asleep on purpose, and wanted to return the money, but Fu Jing declined and said: You can invite me back next time.

Looking at the reply, his eyes fell on the word "next time", and the corners of Xiang Shi's mouth raised up uncontrollably—then he was forced to press back.

He tore off his tie and jumped into the sofa contentedly. He didn't care that the suit would be crumpled, and he didn't care about the smell of alcohol all over his body. He rarely put all the troubles of the past few days into the sky.

It's Friday night, there is no need to worry about work, let alone worry about tomorrow's arrangements, just right sleepiness and a little drunkenness gently wrapped around Xiang Shi, and he fell lightly into the misty clouds, only There is one newest record named "Today" left.