The moment I saw the letter, it seemed as if something had loosened, and some broken, incomplete images flashed by, disappearing in a flash.
There are tree-lined avenues and desks.
He was standing on the playground, as if calling someone.
He should be happy, and he could even remember the feeling of the wind blowing through his clothes.
It's a very relaxed and free feeling.
—Who are you calling
Unconsciously, Song Yunhui moved his fingers slightly.
He raised his eyes slowly, his brows cold.
Things that had been ignored before were fully revealed this time.
It’s not that he seldom thinks about high school, nor that he gradually forgets it, but that the memories of high school disappeared inexplicably and he can’t recall them.
After tossing and turning without being able to figure it out, Song Yunhui finally chose to close his eyes peacefully where he was.
The lights in the room were not on, and the dim blue light illuminated a pair of calm and indifferent eyes.
Qin Shu found the data cable and turned around, and Song Yun retracted his gaze.
Or do you say you remembered it but pretend you have no impression of it
Go to sleep first.
He wrote the letter himself. He could have directly asked Qin Shu if he wanted to see the letter, but he kept quiet in the end.
After standing for a while, he lowered his eyes and picked up the photo frame and envelope, putting them away carefully while thinking.
He took the data cable from the other party and opened his mouth to say something, then stopped, raised his head and smiled, saying:
"Good night."
To be precise, certain memories disappeared.
If he turned his head slightly, he could see the photo frame on one side and the white envelope sandwiched behind the photo frame.
When Song Yun came back, there was already some sunlight coming in through the window.
"Click"
I just have an inexplicable feeling that if I read that letter in front of Qin Shu, the degree of social death would be no less than reading the comic strip that was mistakenly published on Qin Shu's account.
His memory was fuzzy and he had no recollection of ever having written a letter before, let alone the contents of the letter.
Why are these memories the only ones missing
He and Qin Shu knew each other in high school
But that’s not what’s important.
"it's here."
Qin Shu glanced at his smiling face, hummed, and said:
"Good night."
It was as if something was trying to fix something.
That was definitely his own handwriting. His handwriting had not changed since a long time ago. After seeing his handwriting for more than ten years, it was impossible for me to pretend not to recognize it.
About his deskmate whose face he could not remember, the letters he had written, and perhaps many more things he had done that he was not yet aware of.
It's more like being eliminated than disappearing.
Invisible, yet present.
He is still thinking.
Qin Shu stood there and watched him enter the room before looking away.
Will that classmate have some influence on the plot, or will something happen at that time that will affect the original plot
The door closed gently, Qin Shu turned around and walked to the desk, standing where Song Yunhui had just been.
What Song Yunhui was most worried about was the content of the letter.
He turned over in bed, looked up at the ceiling, and still tried hard to recall.
***
After opening the door of the room, Song Yunhui plugged in the data cable and then charged his mobile phone.
I don't seem like the kind of person who would write a casual letter.
***
I slept until dawn.
"… "
After that, Song Yunhui took the data cable and left.
Didn't see it, or have I really forgotten it.
He doesn't care what the plot is like, what the past is like, or what the memories are like.
So he held back.
It's the letter that matters.
Apart from the fact that he has a mental problem, the only possibility is the plot.
Maybe the plot is trying to correct something.
I always have a bad feeling.
The air conditioner was on in the room, so the process of getting up was not as difficult as before. After a few minutes of mental preparation, I jumped up all of a sudden.
After putting on his pajamas, he brushed his teeth in front of the mirror. He raised his eyes, and the brushing action suddenly paused, and his drooping eyes opened instantly.
Today's hair is... a little unusual.
Last night was a normal night, but my hair was not my normal hair.
Perhaps because I changed my sleeping position slightly last night, a tuft of hair on top of my head stood up proudly and couldn't be pressed down.
Holding the toothbrush in his mouth, Song Yunhui tried to wet the hair with water to make it go down, but no matter how he fiddled with it, the hair still stood there stubbornly.
"… "
His resistance was futile, so he finally just put on the hat.
That's good.
After washing up and going downstairs, Qin Shu was still the only one in the kitchen.
He yawned and said "good morning".
Hearing the noise, the other party turned around, handed him a bottle of milk and said, "It's hot, just right for drinking."
It’s still that little dinosaur cup.
Song Yunhui took the milk, squatted down and touched the head of the little orange cat that came over to rub against him, and asked, "Where are Aunt Ye and the others?"
Qin Shu temporarily put the fried egg on a plate aside and said, "It should be ready soon."
When I passed by their room just now, I heard voices coming from inside. They must have woken up.
As soon as he finished speaking, Orange meowed twice towards the corridor, and then footsteps were heard.
It was Qin Jianyuan. He walked over yawning, and noticed the gazes of the two people and the cat. He held back his yawn to show his father's authority, but he didn't know what to say, so he said that Ye Min was still in the room, patting his face and asking him to come back later.
Qin Shu handed him a glass of milk as usual.
Qin Jianyuan took the milk, and finally squatted in a row with Song Yun to play with Chengzi together.
Later, Ye Min, who had just finished replenishing his water, joined the two.
The three of them squatted on the ground, looking at the orange clips that looked like sugar-free whole wheat bread and meowing, and they looked very happy.
Qin Shu picked up Chengzi and said, "It's time to eat."
The three of them looked away regretfully and sat down at the dinner table.
This was probably the most lively breakfast Song Yunhui had ever had.
Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan have been to many places, met many people, and always have something to talk about.
But what they like to talk about most are the little things in life.
When talking about something happy, Ye Min suddenly asked Qin Shu: "Do you have work again today?"
Qin Shu nodded: "I'll be back late tonight, you guys figure out how to solve dinner."
So Ye Min turned around and asked Song Yunhui: "Is there anything happening today, Yunzi?"
Song Yunhui shook his head.
I have nothing planned to do all day today.
"It would be great."
Ye Min clapped her hands and said, "Then you go to work today, and we will go out and play with Yunzi."
There was a hint of pride between her eyebrows, as if she had won.
Qin Jianyuan couldn't bear to look at it.
Today's itinerary is set.
After dinner, Ye Min didn't rush out. She finally remembered the bags she brought yesterday, and pulled Song Yun back to start unpacking the boxes happily.
She brought a lot of things this time, many of which were for two people. There was everything, and in the end she didn't know what was in the bags, it was just like opening a blind box.
When the last box was opened, Song Yunhui didn't recognize what it was at first glance.
Later, Ye Min said, "Oh, yes, I also bought earmuffs."
Only then did Song Yunhui realize that this off-white thing was called earmuffs.
Ye Min was very enthusiastic, "Yunzi, take off your hat and put it on for auntie to see."
Song Yunhui froze for a moment and sat up a little straighter.
Ye Min was still looking at him, eyes full of anticipation.
"… "
He finally took off his hat, praying that the tuft of hair would be more sensible.
He didn't know whether the hair was sensible or not, but he could see the smile that suddenly appeared in Ye Min's eyes.
alright.
He understood.
Ye Min held back her laughter and put the earmuffs on his head.
It was the first time that Song Yunhui realized that a person could smile happily with the corners of his mouth pointing downwards.
After a burst of fragrance, a strange touch came to my ears.
Fluffy and very warm.
Ye Min's movements were very gentle and he didn't feel any discomfort.
It’s a very novel feeling.
Ye Min looked down at the person in front of her.
Her hair looked a lot messier because she had taken off her hat earlier, her eyelashes were very long, and she had plush earmuffs on both sides of her cheeks. Sitting on the sofa like this, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Obedient and quiet.
She suddenly felt a little annoyed and blinked her eyes to the side.
Qin Shu glanced at her, his coat still on his hands, and walked over, bent down, and ran his fingers through Song Yun's hair, instantly attracting her attention.
"Your hair is sticking up."
He struggled with the tuft of hair on Song Yun's head for a while, faced the gaze of the person under him, and finally said:
“It looks pretty good this way.”
It means if you don't do it well, start.
Song Yunhui slapped his hand away.
Ye Min stood aside and looked at the two of them, laughing so hard that tears welled up in her eyes.
After that, Qin Shu went out, and the remaining three people sat on the sofa and began to discuss how to play today.
Orange was on the side, and even though he was not on this trip, he still listened with great interest, taking turns to act coquettishly and rolling on the three men.
Song Yunhui said that the clothes she wore this time were picked by Ye Min.
It was milky white and short, and it matched the long ones on Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan in an inexplicable way.
He hadn't bought the scarf yet, so Qin Shu gave him his own scarf when he went out this morning.
It was the red scarf he bought for the other person.
The knitted scarf is very large and can be pulled up to cover the face. You don’t need to wear a mask, just a hat.
The red scarf matched the cold white skin very well, and his complexion looked much better in the warm and deep red. After he went out and closed the door, Song Yunhui exhaled a breath.
When I go out without a mask, I feel like I can breathe much more easily.
The Internet’s memory is short-lived, and perhaps soon he will be able to go out without hiding, just like other normal people.
***
The three of them went to a large shopping mall, and surprisingly, the place Ye Min wanted to go was a game hall.
The place she originally wanted to go was the cinema, but Song Yunhui told her that "Departure" would be released during the Spring Festival and would not be released for at least another month and a half.
There weren't any good movies recently, so she chose the game room.
The reason was simple, she simply had her eyes on the big bear in the game hall that needed a huge lottery ticket.
Song Yun looked back at the string of zeros on the back of the lottery ticket.
Finally, he silently rolled up his sleeves and took the basket of coins that Ye Min handed to him.
You can get coupons by playing all the games. In reality, the fastest way to get coupons is to grab dolls. Each doll has a barcode. You take it to the machine to scan the code. One doll can scan 300 coupons.
He was catching dolls here, and Ye Min was originally standing aside watching. Then, as if he saw something, he happily ran to other places with a basket of game coins.
Today is a working day, but there are still quite a few people in the game hall, most of them are young tourists.
Song Yunhui lowered her head and buried her face in her scarf, revealing a pair of eyes. She stared intently at the dolls in the cabinet, not noticing the gazes from the side.
When the game coins in the basket were used up, he looked up again and found that there were several circles of people gathered in one place, which was obviously much more lively than the surrounding area.
That seems to be the place with the game coin tower.
When he looked over with the doll almost reaching his head and taking advantage of his height, he found that the person standing in the middle of the crowd was Ye Min.
She takes good care of herself all year round, wears light makeup, and wears trendy clothes. At first glance, she looks like a completely young girl.
Qin Jianyuan was standing next to her, holding her bag in his hand.
She was pushing the game coin tower, and the one she was pushing was the biggest one. Many people simply stopped playing their own towers and just stood by to join in the fun.
Others couldn't block Song Yunhui's sight, but the doll in his hand could.
Before he could see what was happening, he suddenly heard the crowd making a noise and shouting "woc".
He leaned over and saw the game coin tower that had been standing there just now gradually collapse, and the sound was drowned out by the noisy voices of the crowd.
Song Yun replied: "..."
If he remembered correctly, when he exchanged the game coins, the staff told them that the game coin tower was the largest tower in the store and had been here for a long time. It was the tower that guarded the store.
His statement was somewhat exaggerated, but it still showed the insurmountability of the tower.
Looking away from the game coins, Ye Min noticed a pile of dolls not far away. Seeing the person behind the dolls, she waved happily:
"Cloud boy! Look!"
She looked decidedly happy and pleased.
Song Yunhui had no choice but to walk into the crowd and share her joy.
The result of pushing the game coin tower was that Ye Min finally got the big bear he originally wanted.
The staff gave Song Yunhui a big bag to put the doll in. The big bear had no pockets to hold it, so Qin Jianyuan had to hold it without complaint.
They found a Sichuan restaurant for lunch.
An old lady and an old man sitting at the next table praised Song Yun for his good looks when they saw him return.
Ye Min was not modest at all. She put her arm around Song Yunhui's shoulders and smiled happily, "Our child is indeed good-looking."
Song Yun smiled back.
The old lady then took out her cell phone and wanted to introduce her grandchildren to each other.
Ye Min immediately waved her hand, "The child is still young."
Song Yunhui became smaller for no apparent reason, and didn't say anything, just ate quietly on the side.
***
During the lunch break, when everyone else left, Qin Shu sat in the lounge, opened his phone and was about to check WeChat, but Big Eyes pushed a message.
It’s a personal recommendation, and I think he might click on it.
After taking a look at the accompanying picture, he actually clicked on it.
It was a daily news post by a netizen, but the title was very attractive: [Shocking, a coin tower in a game hall that had been there for several years was knocked down! ]
The background of the picture is a colorful game room, and the people in it look very familiar.
It was Ms. Ye Min. She was looking at the coin tower with great seriousness, as if she had become twenty years younger overnight.
The following string of comments were all praises, praising her beauty and her skills for actually toppling the giant tower in one fell swoop.
Qin Shu: “…”
Now there is no need to ask what they played this morning.
He originally wanted to exit, but when he slid his finger down, he didn't exit, but instead pulled the comment section down a little.
Another photo.
But it’s not Ye Min’s.
[Borrowing this thread to ask, does anyone know the contact information of this handsome guy in the photo? ! I was too nervous to ask at the time, and now I can’t find him at all [picture]]
The photo shows a person bending over with his eyes down, looking at the claw machine seriously.
He was wearing a black baseball cap and a red scarf covering most of his face. The lights in the game hall were not very bright and only a blurry profile could be seen.
But a blurry side profile is enough to show the basics of her good looks.
[Help! Squat down, help!]
[I have seen it! He looks really good in real life (although I only saw a little bit of his face)! I also saw him today, but the handsome guy was probably with his parents at the time, so I didn’t dare to ask for him]
[This red scarf?]
[No! There are thousands of red scarves, don’t take them for granted, thank you]
[How can there be such a handsome guy! I am killed by his profile! ]
[Why does it look familiar?]
[1, but not too familiar [sit-ups.jpg]]
Qin Shu saved the picture silently.
After I saved the picture, a chat box popped up above my head. Maybe it was because I had just saved the picture, and when I saw the familiar name, my fingers moved unconsciously.
It was as if he had just done something bad and was discovered by the person responsible.
Song Yunhui didn't have the ability to see what he had just done through the Internet, so the message he sent was very simple, just asking him if he had finished get off work and if he was free now.
He said he was free.
So Song Yunhui made a video call to him.
The voice on the other end was laughing, as if very happy, "Checking in! What are you doing?"
Qin Shu looked at the person on his phone, pointed the camera around the room, and said, "In the lounge."
It really feels like checking up on him.
Song Yunhui was still leaning at a 45-degree angle, with the scarf almost covering her entire face, and only her eyelashes could be vaguely seen.
Then the camera switches to him taking out the dolls one by one as if to show off, saying:
"I got it at the game city today."
Qin Shu nodded.
Just saw it on Big Eyes.
Song Yunhui continued, "This one looks great and feels very soft, just right for oranges."
"I decided to put this little dinosaur in the living room."
He then took out two robotic blue cats and pulled the scarf down, finally revealing their faces.
"These two are for Uncle Qin and Aunt Ye."
Qin Shu listened to him quietly, looked at the other person's raised mouth corners, and smiled too.
***
Song Yunhui, Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan played together in the city for a day and finally returned home after dinner in the evening.
After a whole day of shopping, Ye Min and Qin Jianyuan took a shower and went to bed as soon as they got home.
Song Yunhui also went back to her room, took a shower, put on her pajamas and went to bed nicely.
Sitting on the bed with nothing to do, he checked the time and found that it was the spot where Chigecao often appeared. There was a chance of dropping small comics, so he clicked on Big Eyes.
Once you enter Big Eyes, you can never get out.
It wasn't until a strange number called that he took his eyes off Big Eyes.
It was different from what I expected, it was a sweet female voice.
"Hello, Mr. Doujiang, I'm sorry to bother you so late at night. I'm Yang He from the crew of "Return at Dusk". I'm contacting you today to ask if you have time to write a theme song recently?"
The other party said, "I heard from other teachers that you are more available in the evening, so I am calling now."
She must have asked about his habits before calling, as she got straight to the point in her first sentence.
Song Yunhui stood up, opened his computer while chatting, and searched for [暮归].
This is a movie. There is not much information about "Return at Dusk" on the Internet. We only know that this is a movie that is closer to reality and tells the story of the lower class people. The names of the leading actors are not common.
It looks like a very common art film with a small investment.
Yang He probably knew that he didn't have much to show for himself, so he spoke very cautiously and carefully.
Logically speaking, given the financial resources of their crew, they generally wouldn't dare to approach a popular composer like Doujiang, especially after "Homeward Journey" was released, the value of his song skyrocketed. Knowing that there was little hope, the crew discussed it again and again, and finally decided to give it a try.
Surprisingly, the other party did not refuse directly. He even sounded quite interested and started discussing some details.
Before he was about to be moved by what she said, Yang He lowered his voice a little and said:
"It's like this, our crew has limited funds, and most of it is used to buy equipment and scenery..."
She said a number weakly.
"Um."
The person on the other end said in a clear and gentle voice, "Okay."
He said it casually, but Yang He didn't react. After his brain finally came to his senses, he stomped his feet and paced back and forth in the room excitedly.
It turns out that the rumor on the internet about being hooked in one second is not false.
This voice, this straightforward attitude, who wouldn't fall for it!
Putting the computer to sleep, Song Yun leaned back in his chair, his hair slightly thrown back, and asked, "Is this time tight?"
"Not tight, not tight."
Yang Helian said, "We still have a long shooting period, it's not tight."
Song Yunhui stood up, took the paper and pen, opened the pen cap with one hand, and said, "Can you tell me what "Return at Dusk" wants to express and your basic needs and tone?"
"It's like this, we look at it from the perspective of the protagonist at the bottom..."
A clear and organized voice came from the phone. He turned his head and heard a sound outside, so he stood up and walked to the balcony.
The balcony faces the path I usually take, and I just happen to see Qin Shu walking on the road.
He was tall, and his shadow was stretched out long by the light from the street lamp.
Half lying on the balcony, Song Yunhui waved at him.
Qin Shu turned around and saw him at a glance.
He also waved, then walked quickly towards the house.
The figure on the road disappeared, Song Yun turned back to the room and continued to answer the phone.
***
After Qin Shu returned home, picked up the orange waiting for him at the entrance, hung the clothes on the rack, and put the things he bought into the refrigerator, he saw Song Yun coming down the stairs.
The other person was holding a small dinosaur in his arms, which was exactly the dinosaur that was mentioned when I called today.
After placing the doll next to the TV and carefully adjusting its position, he turned to Qin Shu and said:
“It looks good, doesn’t it?”
Orange reached out to Song Yunhui, obviously not interested in the little dinosaur on the table.
A little kitty who likes daddy but loves daddy more.
Song Yunhui took the orange, touched the kitten's paw, and then said as usual:
"I'm going to work part-time starting tomorrow."
"… "
Qin Shu: “Hmm?”
(End of this chapter)