The teenagers in the broken shimmer dance with the wind

As if looking at a dangerous person, Wan Liyou stared at Huang Chuanhui in front of him, pursed his lips and said, "Can you say a few words?"

"You don't have to look at me like an enemy." Huang Chuanhui patted the ashes on his body, stood up slowly, and leaned against a tree beside him: "What do you want to say?"

Wan Liyou didn't hesitate at all, first frowned and said: "Last time you satirized Shan Mu as a genius, and I said something harsh to you, I apologize to you."

"This matter?" Huang Chuanhui smiled: "From your expression, it seems that you don't want to tell me about this matter."

Wanliyou's gaze was sincere and firm, with a bit of determination that others couldn't understand: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to say that no matter how much you hate Shan Mu as a genius, please don't show it in front of him. If you really have any dissatisfaction, just come to me."

The boy over there froze, the first crack appeared on the mask that had been fused with the real face for a long time, and it hurt hotly.He covered his eyes with his hands, and laughed mockingly: "You still treat me as an enemy? I didn't say anything."

"Shan Mu never said anything to you, but you still hate him as a genius." Wan Liyou was extremely calm, clenched his fists and sighed softly: "It has nothing to do with what you said. Right." He asked him.

There was another crack in the mask. Huang Chuanhui clenched his fist unconsciously, and took a step back secretly: "So, you told me not to appear in front of him? Are you afraid that I will hurt him?"

"Yes. You can raise your demands and grievances." Something called growth broke out in his heart, and he was stimulated, so he desperately wanted to grow.Reality forces him to grow into a big tree so that he can be relied upon by others.

"Why?" Huang Chuanhui actually didn't understand: "Why does my envy and jealousy cause harm? A person like him should be used to being so envied by others. I don't think he takes it seriously for a while. Why are you so nervous?" In an instant, all the vicious factors in his heart rushed to his brain, Huang Chuanhui wanted to see how these people standing on the top of the clouds begged them, ordinary people like clouds: "Did his psychiatrist say anything to you? "

"Psychiatrists are fooled around by his few words, and those unsystematic doctors can't cure him at all." Wan Liyou said with gray eyes: "No one can help him."

Huang Chuanhui was taken aback, only Wanliyou's hoarse and cold voice could be heard, the young man said, "Shan Mu called me before he was about to commit suicide, and he told me that no one in this world would allow him to live, and that he lived A sin everyone wants dead and no one wants alive."

Wan Liyou gritted his teeth, his whole body tensed and trembling: "I don't ask you to understand, but I beg you, please don't let Shan Mu think that it is a mistake for him to live."

"You have family members in this world. Even though they are strict with you and don't understand you, they still love you." Wan Liyou clenched his hands into fists, the veins on his neck bulged slightly from patience, he suppressed it with all his might : "But Shan Mu has nothing. He doesn't have any of the things you have. Just take pity on me. Please don't hurt him. I don't want to lose my only family."

"I didn't intend to hurt him!" A piece of the mask on Huang Chuanhui's face was broken, because the mask that had been on his face for many years had grown in his flesh, and now that a piece fell off, his face was bloody and bloody. He couldn't restrain his emotions. Roaring: "I never thought of hurting others!" It has always been only others who hurt him, why suddenly he became the hurter? !

How can you be so unreasonable? !

The two of them were like two wounded beasts, dripping with blood, eyes filled with blood, like a taut string that would break in an instant, weeping blood. Huang Chuanhui shook his body, took a deep breath, and then sighed intermittently: "You and As I said, if the strong are sinners in this school, then the weak are also sinners. No one is innocent." He raised his head and said innocently: "In other words, the strong are innocent, and the weak are also innocent." Just innocent, no one is a sinner. Right. Xu Shanmu never thought of hurting us, and we never thought of hurting him." He suddenly frowned and closed his eyes in pain: "But? Why? What?!" He tensed his throat and roared: "Since no one wants to hurt others, why are we like this?!"

"Why does Yuan Zhi suffer day and night in the practice room?"

"Why did Jinghong stand on the stage after being injured like that?"

"Why does Yunyun stay at the branch school when he can't even sing?"

"Why did Cheng En survive the collapse and despair like that?"

The contradiction deep in Huang Chuanhui's heart broke out completely. He actually understood it, but he didn't want to admit it.

"Everyone is innocent." Huang Chuanhui asked: "Aren't I innocent?" He sneered: "Liyou, as long as people exist, they will hurt others. I don't know what to do to make Xu Shanmu feel that I won't." Hurt him. Do you want me to disappear completely?"

Huang Chuanhui was confused about himself and complained about the world. His mask gradually fell off, and his real face emerged in this world.

When he said these words, he just wanted to embarrass the big star in front of him badly, but only the person involved knew how much genuine confusion was hidden in this badness.

The leaves are falling in the garden in front of me, the autumn colors are sad and beautiful, and every bit of it announces the aging of the seasons. From spring to autumn, it is only a moment.

The sound of wind passed through my ears.

"Let yourself go." Wan Liyou said.

Huang Chuanhui froze his hands and feet, and the blood all over his body rushed out of his head. He couldn't hear his own voice clearly in the chaos, so he could only ask instinctively, "What did you say?"

"You are in a hurry." Wan Liyou smiled relaxedly, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Everyone is moving forward, and you are the only one who stays where you are. Zhidu is already one step ahead." Wanliyou increased his volume and slowed down his speech: "You are in a hurry, right?"

Embarrassed and angry, Huang Chuanhui subconsciously stepped forward to grab Wan Liyou's collar, and Wan Liyou easily dodged to the side: "I grew up in a film crew since I was a child, and I don't know how many people want to grab my collar. I was pulled down from a height, and if I didn’t have the ability to hide, I would be trampled under my feet.”

Huang Chuanhui flinched, bent his back to Wanliyou, and the cool wind poured into his neck, making him shiver from the cold. He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Are you selling miserably? A big star?"

"Miserable?" Wan Liyou blinked fearlessly, then turned to look at the withered sycamore leaves beside him: "I was sent to the crew when I was very young, and my parents didn't care, they just threw me to The uncles and aunts of the company said that I was disobedient and they would not come to pick me up. I was obedient and I went to filming. If I couldn’t cry, everyone surrounded me. Everyone threatened me, saying that my parents didn’t want me anymore. .I live in fear every day, and I was only five years old at that time. Over the years, I have been very careful to play the role of a star. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I'll let others down, I'm afraid that my parents really don't want me anymore."

The young man sighed: "Since I was five years old, I have lived in anxiety every day, desperately earning money, I hope I can be of some use, so as not to be abandoned by others. But... Later my parents divorced. They have their own I have left my own home, and I am alone.” Wan Liyou smiled wryly: “I am also desperate. I am disappointed in all the things I am obsessed with. At that time, only Shan Mu stretched out his hand to me. It was he who pulled me back from the abyss Yes. Only he doesn't care who I am, and sincerely hopes that I can be happy."

"You guys can't understand." Wan Liyou crossed his arms and faced this autumn with precaution: "What does it feel like to have a dark childhood? What does it feel like to be afraid of being abandoned every day."

"Chuanhui, I'm not trying to show you how miserable I am. I'm really miserable than you, but Shanmu is worse than me." Wan Liyou said in a cold tone of mockery: "Yes, you may be miserable too. The world is worse than you. There are a lot of poor people. There are quite a few in this branch school, how long are you going to feel sorry for yourself?"

"Is this your attitude of asking for help?" Huang Chuanhui propped himself up, turned around and smiled, "Aren't you afraid that I will do the opposite?"

Wanliyou's eyes instantly turned cold.

As if seeing some joke, Huang Chuanhui, who had been grimacing all the time, laughed out loud, so sad that his eyes filled with tears, he waved his hands jokingly: "Just kidding, just kidding." He laughed until he coughed.

Not serious.

I just feel too innocent, so I want to embarrass the person in front of me.

The mask on Huang Chuanhui's face stopped cracking and returned to normal, like a falsehood that penetrated into the marrow of his bones, he couldn't take off that mask.He will live with this mask all his life.

The furious Taohua calmed down, and he looked at the person in front of him who was no longer hostile to each other.

Huang Chuanhui looked up at the rising sun in the sky, his soul was warmed thoroughly.

"I was just joking. I didn't mean to hurt him. Shanmu was kind to me."

He sighed towards the sky, his skin glowed brightly, as if he was going to be set on fire.He said helplessly:

"Liyou, I don't want to hate Shan Mu, and I don't want to hate him as a genius, but I have no choice. If I don't hate him, I won't be able to stay in this place. I need someone to hate." Huang Chuanhui She smiled: "I will try my best to play my role well and not appear in front of him, but you have to take pity on me. Just give me a reason to stay here."

How cool the autumn wind is, the world is boundless.

The wind is passing, and people's hearts are sad.

"Did you stand on the stage for Shanmu?"

This is what Xu Shanmu asked Li Yuanzhi in the past. Now Wanliyou throws this question in front of Huang Chuanhui. The genius who is walking slowly with wontons in the distance waved at Wanliyou. Huang Chuanhui, he said: "Think about it, why do you want to stand on the stage?"

The sun rises in the east, some people live under the sun, and some people stand under the shadow of the trees.

In fact, it wasn't just Xu Shanmu, Huang Chuanhui stopped looking at the dazzling teenagers, they were too dazzling to look directly at like the sun, turned his head to look at the room occupied by cats, and he smiled bitterly.

In Liyou, it’s not just Shanmu, it’s mainly because the report performance back then hit me too hard, I can’t accept that there are people like you in this world, ‘Nanjun ace Xu Shanmu’ is just a concrete image in my heart The monster, what I really resent is my incompetent self.

I hate myself all the time.

Because most people in the world don't believe in truth, but take the initiative to believe in what they want to be true.No matter how wide the eyes of such a person are, they can't actually see anything. 】——"1Q84"

Therefore, in order to protect himself, Huang Chuanhui chose to turn a blind eye.

Ruo Jinghong woke up and looked around the dormitory in a daze. The two people in the same dormitory were not there. The young man slowly got up, picked up the crutches beside him, got up carefully, and took his things to wash.

Today's dormitory building is extremely quiet, so quiet that there is not even the sound of breathing, except for the movement of running water in front of you and the movement of the alarm clock, it is completely silent.It is abnormal.

After struggling to change his clothes, the boy walked downstairs with a cane.

The strange thing is that there is no one on the basketball court, the practice room, the cafeteria, the classroom, all of them are empty.

He stood a little lonely in the campus, feeling inexplicably abandoned.

Turning his head to look at the small auditorium, the young man felt a little distressed, but he still stretched out his hand and pushed open the familiar door.

the light is on.

Someone was lying on the stage. Chu Yun was tall and his long legs were the most enviable, but for some reason, he looked so small while lying on the stage.

Leaning on crutches, Ruo Jinghong walked over step by step.

Chu Yun also realized that someone was approaching, he sat up in panic, crossed his legs and looked at the young man who was struggling every step of the way, but still approached without hesitation.

"Why are you alone? Where are they?"

"Buy one get one free at the milk tea shop on the street, they are queuing up." Chu Yun waited quietly for the boy to approach, watching him sit down beside her with difficulty.He reached out to help, Ruo Jinghong firmly held his hand, gritted his teeth and sat down enduring the pain.

"Then why are you here alone?" Ruo Jinghong put his hand on the floor and stroked it carefully, as if he was treating a precious and fragile object.

"I want to stand on stage and feel it. See if I can get my lost voice back."

"Oh..." Ruo Jinghong smiled at him, and fell backwards exhausted, curled up on the stage, his eyes were full of dust on the stage, the young man shook hands into fists: "Hey, Yunyun." The young man The voice was very soft, as light as flowing clouds, and he closed his eyes and smiled: "The stage is great."

Chu Yun couldn't deny it, but he didn't know how to answer. He could only stare at the smile of the young man who had lost his immortal energy and nodded.

why?Mingming said it was great, and there was a smile on his face, but he looked so sad?Sadness is about to be transparent, and sadness is about to turn into a cloud and leave.

Chu Yun stretched out his hand to touch his slightly trembling shoulder: "Jinghong, you are really strong." Chu Yun looked at the empty auditorium seats in front of him with red eyes: "I can survive such a hard time."

"Jinghong?" He asked softly like an older brother, "Why do you still want to dance? You have suffered so much for dancing?"