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No matter how tense the relationship between Yang Ze and Yan Zicheng was, the stage play started according to the established time.

Yan Zicheng proved his ability and talent to everyone with his works.

Before the performance started, Fang Qiao stood in the backstage, watching Yan Zicheng make the final confirmation after running forward and running. His handsome and thin face was a little flushed from the running, which finally made this man who had been pale and bad-looking all year round feel a sense of relief. Some vigor and vitality.Fang Qiao's eyes subconsciously followed his back, a little lost in thought.

From the first time I opened the script of "The Vagabond" and read the plot of the whole story carefully, Fang Qiao had an inexplicable feeling that there might be something hidden in it than it appeared on the surface. Much more.

Yao Jing and "Return", these two wanderers in big cities, one is a real character who will appear on the stage, all his feelings and experiences are very specific and can be directly perceived by people, in other words, That is, he has a body.The other one is like an ethereal shadow, most of the time, he only appears with his voice, and his experience and psychological changes are also very reserved. Compared with Yao Jing, he is more like a person hiding in the shadows. As a lonely wandering soul, the communication and sharing with Yao Jing gave him a breather, but he couldn't get rid of it. In the end, he had to escape from this vast land and return to his own small world.

Occasionally, when Fang Qiao recites a line that belongs to "The Way Back", she often thinks of Yan Zicheng's eyes that hide gloom and anxiety.Every line was like the man's inner voice, every word was heartfelt, but it was hard to put it into words, so I had to keep it all in my heart.

If "The Way Back" is the epitome of Yan Zicheng himself, then Yao Jing is the embodiment of all Yan Zicheng's desires and fantasies for the future.

Although they have gone through hardships, they can still gain hope in the end, be reborn from Nirvana, and have the courage to move forward in a strange world.

The stage play is actually not long, and the plot of the story is also very simple.

Yao Jing left her hometown alone, worked hard in the bustling Beijing city, bid farewell to her parents and girlfriend smugly, but was soon beaten to pieces by reality.The salary is pitiful, but the work is so heavy that it makes people breathless. The indifference of the people around him, and the ridicule and scolding he will encounter every now and then, make him quickly lose his original enthusiasm and longing, and see no way out for the future.On the other hand, inquiries from his parents and girlfriend gradually became his biggest heart disease.

How should I explain my current situation to worried parents?How should I confess my incompetence to my brisk girlfriend?This is an unsolvable problem, so Yao Jing can only lie one by one, suffering more and more.

And "the way home" is an accident in his boring life.Somehow, he accidentally accepted a friend request from a stranger, and the two have been chatting online ever since.

Like him, "Return" is not a local. He also left his hometown and worked hard in Beijing alone.Yao Jing became interested and complained to him, and sure enough, he got a similar response.In this way, the relationship between the two gradually became closer, and they became more and more familiar with each other.

Yao Jing likes the feeling of chatting with "Return". When two people who don't know each other get along, sometimes they can open their hearts and confide in their hearts.He told "Return" what he couldn't tell his family, the boss's strange temper, the unlucky experience of his colleagues, his own dissatisfaction, and the other party was the same. They were like hugging each other in the cold wind. Travelers, fleeing in this strange city, can only comfort each other.

However, things didn't go any better.Although Yao Jing found an outlet for his spirit, his work did not improve. Finally, at the end of the month, he did not wait for his salary, but only a letter of dismissal.

He couldn't accept it. He had obviously worked hard and worked overtime, and tolerated the boss's weird temper in every possible way. Why did he end up like this in the end?He defended, resisted, and almost quarreled with the leader, but these were useless. In the end, he had to leave sadly under the eyes of everyone who didn't understand.

Soon, he couldn't make ends meet, and had to call home to confess, thinking about whether to run away from the city of Beijing in despair.

The next day, his girlfriend An Yao called.

Facing his girlfriend's questioning, Yao Jing faltered and hesitated inexplicably, and finally had no choice but to bite the bullet and confess his current situation in Beijing.The other end of the phone was silent all the time, Yao Jing's heart sank as she heard her hoarse voice echoing in the radio waves.Finally, when he kept his mouth shut, a faint sigh came from the microphone, followed by a busy tone of "beep".

Yao Jing's heart was completely cold, and she went out to buy drunk with all the cash on her body, and didn't return all night.

The next night, when he returned home with a hangover headache and habitually turned on the computer, he saw the message sent to him by "Homecoming"——

"I'm leaving Beijing soon, before I leave, do you want to meet?"

Yao Jing stared at the screen in a daze for a long time, and finally finally typed a reply slowly, "Okay."

The two made an appointment on the day when "Return" was about to leave, and the place was near Beijing South Railway Station. They had a meal together, and then "Return" was about to board the train to go south. After this trip, they probably would never come back again.

Yao Jing arrived earlier and waited for about 10 minutes. A tall, handsome young man arrived, but his brows were tinged with melancholy, and he looked a little gloomy.

The man sat across from him and smiled at him. Yao Jing was a little embarrassed and hurriedly called the waiter to order.

The meal for the two was very quiet.When he was about to finish eating, Yao Jing finally couldn't help but said, "Well, I'd better tell you to go home...you...why did you leave Beijing all of a sudden?"

The man paused his hand holding the chopsticks, his brows darkened, "My dad... is sick, and the family lacks care and money. I'm here... I don't earn much, so the family asked me to go back."

"Are you sick?" Yao Jing's heart skipped a beat, and she asked worriedly, "Is it a serious illness? Do you need help? I still have some money saved..."

"No need." The man interrupted him, forced a smile, "It's really no need. When people get old, it's a matter of time before they get sick. When the time comes, it doesn't make any difference whether it's a serious illness or a minor illness."

He obviously didn't want to say more, and Yao Jing didn't know how to respond. He suddenly discovered that the "homeward journey" in reality was different from the "homeward journey" on the Internet. The man in front of him was handsome, but taciturn. It was as if he was carrying a heavy burden and was exhausted.

His heart was heavy, and he always felt anxious. Maybe in the near future, he would also have to escape from this city in embarrassment and return to his hometown in despair, just like on his way home.

He imagined it, and shuddered.

It was almost time, and he was about to leave on his way home. Yao Jing thought about it and decided to send him to the train station.

He knew in his heart that on the way home, the two of them probably would not have contact with each other in the future, and he felt a little bit reluctant, and apart from being sad, he wanted to give each other an extra ride.

The train station was crowded with people, and everyone was in a hurry, but Yao Jing and Hui Lu walked very slowly, just like their lives, they were out of tune with this city of Beijing.

At the entrance, he stopped on his way home, turned his head to look at Yao Jing, and showed a shallow smile, "Just send it here, thank you, Yao Jing."

Yao Jing quickly waved her hand, "It's all right, my friend, it should be."

Looking at him on the way home, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth, "Yao Jing, you are really a good guy, stay in Beijing well, you are different from me, you will definitely be able to stay in this city..."

Yao Jing didn't know why, but looked behind him on the way home, showing a smile.

Yao Jing turned her head and saw An Yao at a glance.

The girl threw herself into his arms with exhaustion, like a lost bird finally found its home.Shocked, Yao Jing hugged her subconsciously, her nose suddenly felt sore.

Beijing is so difficult for one person, but if there is another person by his side, everything will probably be different.

At this moment, even if he had nothing, he still tasted the taste of happiness.

They hugged each other intimately for a while, the surprise of meeting finally faded away, Yao Jing remembered the way back after him, and was about to introduce An Yao, but when he turned around, he only saw the back of the other party.

He was pulling a small suitcase, and his figure flashed in front of the gate before disappearing.

That was the last time Yao Jing saw her way home, even on the Internet, the other party never appeared again.He didn't even know the other person's real name, but he knew that that person would probably disappear in the vast sea of ​​people, like a leaf floating on the water, slowly sinking into the mud and disappearing.

Yao Jing didn't know where his future was, but An Yao's arrival brought him great courage. If there were no accidents, he would probably stay in that bustling Beijing city.

At the curtain call, Fang Qiao stood next to Yan Zicheng, listening to the thunderous applause from the audience, vaguely saw the moist water in Yan Zicheng's eyes.

Sure enough... Fang Qiao thought to himself, Yan Zicheng is really eager to return to the city where he was born, and really hopes to have a stable home and stop wandering...

Maybe... Fang Qiao thought of something, his eyes flickered.

There were two curtain calls, and the audience finally dispersed with a lot of enthusiasm. Everyone took a group photo together. Someone greeted them to go to the celebration banquet. Yan Zicheng refused because he was too tired. Fang Qiao thought about it and followed Pushed it down, everyone persuaded for a long time, and finally had to give up.

Fang Qiao accompanied Yan Zicheng to pack things, inspect the venue, and prepare to leave.At this moment, the lights in the background suddenly turned on.

"Is there anyone else?" Yan Zicheng asked suspiciously, hesitated for a while, and went to check with Fang Qiao.

The lights in the backstage were yellow, dimmed layer by layer, making the space extraordinarily quiet, the closer Yan Zicheng got, the more light his steps were, until he heard intermittent voices coming from inside, he suddenly paused.

"Senior?" Fang Qiao almost bumped into him and looked at him strangely.

Yan Zicheng clenched his fists unconsciously, staring at the bright spot, his face turned pale.

Fang Qiao was about to ask, when there was a sudden silence in the backstage, and then a clear voice came, "Yan Zicheng, you are here, why don't you come in and see your old friend?"

It's Jian Junhao!He still hasn't left?An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Fang Qiao's heart, and he was about to stop Yan Zicheng, but he had already stepped forward.

Yan Zicheng's steps were a little unsteady, but he still walked forward without hesitation.

"..." Fang Qiao's lips opened and closed, but in the end she didn't say anything, and just followed silently.

Turning a corner, I entered the backstage, and there were three people sitting on the messy chairs.

One is Yang Ze, the other is Jian Junhao, and the last one is a boy Fang Qiao has never seen before. He is dressed in a clean and refreshing T-shirt, looks handsome and delicate, with soft black hair on his forehead, slightly covering his eyes , the temperament around her is flat, like a glass of lukewarm boiled water, harmless and simple.

He is a person who is not very outstanding. It is probably difficult to find his figure in the crowd, but if you calm down and look at him, you can feel that he is special.

"Zicheng, long time no see." The boy smiled lightly, his brows were calm.

Looking at him, the guess in Fang Qiao's heart was about to emerge——

"Zhang Fan..." He heard Yan Zicheng say in a hoarse voice.

The author has something to say: In fact, I have a little reference to "One Man's Beijing", the one about my good sister, you guys understand~