Qianli Jiangling

Jiang Li couldn't tell what mood he was in.

There is a feeling of loss that cannot be ignored, and there is also a kind of expected and natural.

The words "I'm back to Beijing" were like a rusty dagger. When it first pierced into his heart, he didn't feel the pain unbearably.But the moment it was pulled out, the barb scraped into the flesh, making his palms tremble with shock.

Jiang Li didn't act strange in front of Pan Deng.

He tried his best to show a natural expression calmly, nodded, and said, "Oh, I returned yesterday."

Pan Deng knew that Jiang Li and Sheng Qianling were always hanging out these days, and Sheng Qianling also taught Jiang Li for a while, so he naturally thought that the two boys had established a deep friendship, so he said one more thing: "His school has to be run Something."

Sheng Qianling said that if he chooses to study, he has to return to Beijing in June.

In Jiang Li's understanding, this "June" is at least the middle or late ten days.Because there is a college entrance examination in the first ten days, and even if you go for an interview, it should not be the Dragon Boat Festival holiday on June 6st.

So, is there a possibility that he went back early?

Did he feel that after making a decision, there was no need to stay in Wuhan anymore, or was it because of what he said the day before yesterday?

Thinking about it this way, what Sheng Qianling said the night before yesterday that Jiang Li can do whatever he wants is indeed like a final farewell with nothing to worry about.

Wave after wave of sourness welled up in Jiang Li's throat.

The taste was more offensive to him than acetic acid.

He didn't say anything more to Penden, just walked to the cash register to set up a practice table as he always did, and walked the short distance he'd walked for years to the corner.

He casually took out a cue from the public club barrel, rubbed it with fine powder, and placed all 15 red balls and 6 colored balls on the table in their proper positions, and then put the white ball into the tee shot. district.

The strong sense of loss in his heart was tightly entangled, Jiang Li bit a little bit of flesh on the inside of his lower lip, and began to play the two roles of each other, fighting against himself.

The high pole left plug kicked off, and the white ball came back slowly.

well.

The long table straight ball is pocketed, and another 4-pointer is hit.

in.

well.

The next shot wasn't a great shot, but there was a good shot.

It is a post library fixed pole.

After setting up the movement and exerting force suddenly, the ball is scored, and the white ball stops firmly at the position where the target red ball stopped before.

very good.In again.

Jiang Li suddenly realized that just before he was unconscious, he hit these fixed shots that he had practiced for a long time but could never break through.

excellent!

He can't wait to applaud himself, or call the guests who are currently playing in the billiards room to come and appreciate how he played at the level of a professional player in the situation of self-gaming.

It's no big deal if Sheng Qianling left as soon as he left.

Jiang Li thought.

At any rate, he learned some real skills from Sheng Qianling, and then slowly practiced according to that set of academic theories. It won't be long before his skills can reach another level.

Since then, he has dominated the billiards world in Wuhan.

At that time, all challengers who came from south to north would be defeated by his subordinates.

What a sense of accomplishment!

However, Jiang Li remembered again that his master said that he needs his master's permission to bet on football.

Jiang Li had no choice but to wipe his face and persuaded himself, then he should listen to his master.

But why, he didn't want to tell him such a big thing as his master leaving Wuhan to return to Beijing?

Even if he failed to confess, even if Sheng Qianling didn't like him, but after being together for nearly three months, it's not like there is no affection at all.

Jiang Li could no longer ignore the hollowness and unwillingness in his heart that was thicker than the abyss, threw the club on the table, and ran to sit on the sofa next to him.

At this time, the mobile phone placed on the black marble coffee table rang a few times.

It is the notification sound of WeChat messages.

Jiang Li quickly fished the phone over, sliding the lock to open the screen with some excitement.

The phone was getting more and more aging, and even drawing the boot pattern stopped for seven seconds before entering the main page.

Full of expectations, Jiang Li entered WeChat, and saw the sender's name at a glance—Chen Shushu.

Suddenly my heart became cold again.

Knowing that Jiang Li didn't like to listen to long speeches, Chen Shu very considerately converted the speech into text.

Chen Shushu: "Brother Li! Wo Ri, Peng Weiwei is really a ruthless person. Didn't Xu Zhiyu leave because of what happened the night before yesterday! Guess what, I heard that the two of them are together today! "

Chen Shushu: "Brother Li, do you think I want to stimulate Xu Xiaolian like this? I also deliberately find a girl to cooperate with me in a scene, to see if Xu Xiaolian has me in her heart, okay?"

Jiang Li was distraught, thinking that he deliberately tested Sheng Qianling with that impulsive clamor the night before, and got such a reply of "anything is okay", he was so angry.

He quickly replied to Chen Shushu: "You are an idiot!"

Chen Shushu probably sensed Jiang Li's boredom, and replied cautiously: "Brother Li, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Li was leaning on the black leather sofa, with his feet staggered on the armrest of the sofa indecently, and the ruffian and hooligan temperament in his whole body were stimulated so that there was nowhere to hide.

He subconsciously dug out the candy in his pocket, and only remembered when he touched the flat trouser pocket that Sheng Qianling had forced him to give up the lollipop.

Jiang Li was helpless, unable to relieve the restlessness in his heart, and told the truth to Chen Shushu: "My master is gone, but he didn't tell me."

So, he was dumped.

Chen Shushu quickly sent a "hug" emoji and said, "My condolences."

Jiang Li: "..."

He didn't want to deal with Chen Shushu any more, and went back to practice at the table fiercely.

Don't hit the left plug spin ball, don't hit the stick to fix the shot, just practice power control.Don't practice those soft strengths from level [-] to level [-], just play strength level [-] and see how far those balls can run on the table.

After practicing like this for more than two hours, Jiang Li felt exhausted as if dehydrated.

He put down the club, still maintained the posture of lying on the table, clasped his arms, buried his face in the crook of his arms, trying to swallow the continuous acid and bitterness in his mouth.

Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty.

He really hates the taste of sour and bitter.

At this time, Pan Deng suddenly walked over.

He patted Jiang Li on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Li?"

"Huh?" Jiang Li raised his head blankly.

Pan Deng said: "A member came to match the pole, and now there is no table, use yours?"

Jiang Li didn't spend money when he practiced alone at Time Billiards, but he would have great insight to give up the practice table when the store was almost full, so that Pan Deng could do business.

I was so devoted to practice today, I didn't notice that all the lights on the table next to me were turned on.

"Ah, good, good." Jiang Li quickly ran to pick up all the balls that fell into the pocket, placed them in a standard position, and even took the brush under the pool table to clean the table, okay Provide clean facilities for the next group of guests.

As Pan Deng walked towards the front desk, he shouted at the member: "There is a table here, I will ask the cashier to turn off the light and turn it on again for you."

So, Jiang Li took his used pool cue and left the table.

He put the club back in the barrel, and slowly took out his phone to check the time.

42:[-] p.m.

It was past meal time, but he wasn't hungry at all.

The business in the store is very good, and the waiters have newly added manpower, so Jiang Li's help is not needed.

Standing against the pole on stage 1 were two guests who came from nowhere. They had never met before, and Jiang Li had no interest in watching.

He took a few steps and looked back at the brightly lit billiard room, trying to find Sheng Qianling among the hundred or so people.

But in vain.

So I decided to go out for a walk.

Jiang Li left Le Fu Plaza and walked along the pedestrian bridge that he was familiar with.

Those who sell souvenir socks and issue cards are still the same group, and the pedestrians on the overpass still pass by in a hurry.

Jiang Li recalled that one day he repeatedly mentioned "wife" and made Sheng Qianling angry. It was in the middle of the flyover that Sheng Qianling told him not to mention "wife" and "girlfriend" again in the future.

Jiang Li stood quietly in the middle of the overpass, staring back and forth at the expressionless passers-by, trying to find Sheng Qianling.

But in vain.

He walked down Hongqi Village Primary School until he reached the restaurant at the corner of Liji North Road.Standing outside the door and looking in through the clean glass, seeing the diners feasting, I remembered that one day not long ago, Sheng Qianling asked him here again that he would never give up on snooker.

Jiang Li wanted to find Sheng Qianling who ate slowly and elegantly among these diners.

But in vain.

Jiang Li just walked aimlessly.

But as he walked, he would always come to the place where Sheng Qianling had appeared.

The beauty hospital at the gate of No. 29, the first hospital in the city, the "Shrimp King and Crab Queen" on Chongren Road, the Haidilao store in CapitaLand, the Hsu Fu Chi candy store under the viaduct, and the Cai Ji hot dry noodle restaurant next door.

He went to every place with Sheng Qianling.

Everywhere, Sheng Qianling was gone.

In the dim light, a crescent moon hangs above the city, like the tip of a lighthouse shining on the boundless black sea.

But soon a thick dark cloud came and covered the moon.

Jiang Li's feet seemed out of control.

He continued to walk forward, walked to the gate of Hanjiang Jingyuan Community, stood there quietly, waiting for those who came back late, and then followed in.

The night wind blows, messing up the fluffy bangs in the river.

He flicked his hand, and unexpectedly found that there was a coolness on his face.

He didn't even know where he was crying when he went there.

What a shame.

Jiang Li thought.

If you like someone, you can't get it if you can't get it. What's there to cry about?

What's the use of crying.

He stood outside the gate of Building 3, looking at the bright lobby on the first floor.

He wanted to go to the 29th floor to have a look, but coincidentally, there was no one coming in or out, so he couldn't get in the elevator and stairs even if he wanted to.

It's already June, and the heather has already failed to bloom, and there are only sycamore catkins flying from nowhere in the air, blown around by the wind.

Jiang Li stood in the dimly lit neighborhood, under the same peach blossom tree he had been standing on, quietly looking in the direction of Building No. 3.

His whole body was shrouded in the night, like an illusory shadow, with only two gloomy eyes left.

Jiang Li suddenly remembered that one day in April, he deliberately asked Sheng Qianling if the smell of heather flowers resembled that of a woman, but Sheng Qianling asked if it smelled like him.

It seemed that the boundless and impenetrable wall had finally been cut open, and the thin evening wind poured in bit by bit.

It is also like a gap in the layers of clouds that cover the sky and the sun is blown away, leaving a little bit of light that is longed for all one's life.

Without hesitation for a second, Jiang Li took out his cell phone and quickly dialed Sheng Qianling's number.

Even this phone with a broken screen and black spots was helping him, and it only took three seconds to unlock it for the first time.

He found Sheng Qianling's mobile phone number in the contact list, tapped his pale fingertips, and soon a connection tone sounded.

During the 37 seconds waiting for the answer, Jiang Li thought a lot about what he wanted to say.For example, will we meet again in the future, for example, he will practice well, for example, I wish Ling Ge a happy life in college, or tell me about his shot today and hope to be praised.

The phone is connected.

Sheng Qianling's gentle and deep voice appeared on the other end of the phone: "Hello?"

"Brother Ling," Jiang Li thought a lot about his opening remarks, but he couldn't help apologizing as soon as the phone was connected, "I'm sorry."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, but there was no sound.

So Jiang Li continued: "Brother Ling, I'm sorry, I lied to you that day. That girl confessed to me to stimulate the person she likes, and she doesn't really want to be with me. I don't want to talk to her. Falling in love, I don’t want to, I don’t want to, I don’t want to hug and kiss her deeply, I don’t want to marry her and go to bed, I don’t want to spend my whole life with her, Brother Ling, I..."

Jiang Li cried while talking, apologized with a hoarse voice, and choked up once he said a sentence, as if he had been greatly wronged.

He sucked his nose, and the tears flowed down, falling spinelessly.

But he didn't care at all.

He went on to say: "Brother Ling, I know you don't like me, I don't blame you, but I really can't help thinking of you, I'm like a person addicted to opium, I can't help thinking of you, even if you Abandon me and go back to Beijing without saying hello, I still miss you...Brother Ling..."

He felt a lot of embarrassment in his heart, but he couldn't let it go.

But in just three months, his liking and fascination with Sheng Qianling has grown to an extent that he can't even imagine.

Sheng Qianling became air, water, and everything necessary to survive.

He is also a light on Jiang Li's gloomy life path, with one hand, illuminating his chaotic youth, and pulling him out of his barren and depressed life.

Sheng Qianling called softly on the phone: "Jiangli."

Jiang Li lowered his head, and tears fell to the ground one by one, falling on the lacquered red bricks and stones, smudged into a mottled mist.

Sheng Qianling was very quiet, and his words echoed a little, as if he was standing in an empty environment.

Occasionally, there will be some footsteps from far to near, and the short speed of cars, and then gradually go away.

Hearing Sheng Qianling's voice, Jiang Li cried even worse. The depression that had been lingering in his heart all day made him breathless, and he could only relieve it by sobbing and crying.

Sheng Qianling continued, "Jiang Li, where are you?"

Jiang Li couldn't think on his own anymore, so he could only answer according to Sheng Qianling's words: "I'm in the Han River View Garden, that is... just outside Building 3, under the peach blossom tree that was waiting for you once."

Sheng Qianling was silent for several seconds without speaking.

Jiang Li was a little flustered, and began to wonder whether he had said something wrong.He raised his right shoulder, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and wanted to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere of the call.

Suddenly there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a voice sounded on the phone and behind him at the same time, completely overlapping Jiang Li's ears——

"Jiang Li, turn around."

The author says:

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