Sui Yi rushed home, and the teacher greeted him at the door, saying that he had just met Zhao Jinshan who was stopped by the security guard at the door of the residential area, and then called him.
When she entered the house, Zhao Jinshan was drinking tea on the sofa, and when she saw Sui Yi, she stood up and asked, "How did Xiao Sui lose weight?" "Have you eaten dinner?" "How have you been recently?" His mother.
In the past three years, Sui Yi has been harassed by her in various names. He had the idea that Ning Lan might go back to his hometown to take a look, and kept Zhao Jinshan's contact information. He had never gotten a reliable clue, but she had stolen a lot of money.
Only now did he personally understand the bitterness of Ning Lan in those years. After all, she was her biological mother, and Ning Lan was stubborn and soft-hearted, so it was hard to just sit back and watch.
This time, Zhao Jinshan still put on an expression of "I'm going to die here if you don't save me". She squeezed tears and said that the demolition money was used to buy a new house. Tickets, I haven't had a good meal for a few days.
Sui Yi gave her all the cash on her body. Zhao Jinshan counted it as if she was not satisfied. After counting, she rolled her eyes and said mysteriously that Ning Lan's father asked her a dream last night, saying that the child came to the cemetery to see him. Yes, I talked a lot, one of which was that I wanted to go back to school to study.
Sui Yi didn't believe in these illusory stories of ghosts and gods before, but this time, she fell ill and went to the doctor. Drive in a hurry.
On the way, he remembered that when he was filming for the first time that year, Ning Lan flew over from the capital to see him, and braved the rain to go to the university campus for a walk. At that time, Sui Yi didn't understand, but now, recalling the regret in Ning Lan's words when he asked him why he didn't continue his studies, and the envy in his eyes when he looked at the playground, the library, and the boulevard, all of them actually expressed his yearning and desire.
The teacher helped him find someone to adjust the surveillance at the school gate for investigation. Sui Yi parked the car at the gate and watched the students chatting and laughing at dinner time, and suddenly understood why Ning Lan wanted to go to school. At least the air on the campus is fresher and purer than the outside, and his destiny can still be in his own hands, instead of being bound by those strict contracts and endless IOUs, so that even breathing freely becomes a luxury.
In the middle of the night, the teacher called him: "The school monitoring is only reserved for one month, and the preliminary investigation did not find Ning Lan, you go back to sleep, don't stay there."
Sui Yi stared at the closed campus without blinking, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Teacher."
"Um?"
"Am I... stupid?"
The teacher pondered for a moment and said, "It's quite stupid. A young man in his twenties is more superstitious than an old man who is not confused."
Sui Yi raised his hand and covered his eyes: "... I'm sorry."
"You paid for the money, so I'm sorry? Why don't you keep it and tell him when he comes back."
Sui Yi's Adam's apple rolled twice, and asked in a difficult way, "Did Dad apologize to you like this back then?"
"Of course, otherwise I should be in country Y now, not here to fold your dad's clothes." The teacher pretended to be relaxed.
Sui Yi pulled the corners of his mouth, and put away his smile in a flash, and said solemnly, "Teacher, I'm sorry."
"Why is it here again? Is today an 'International Apology Day'?"
Sui Yi took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, I once misunderstood you and took you as..." After all, the word was not spoken, "I still owe you a formal apology."
Last year, I learned the dusty truth from the mouths of elders who had not been in contact for a long time. The shock at that moment was tantamount to the reshaping of the world view. Everything he thought was wrong, the truth was hidden behind the scenes, and the whole picture could be seen after a little further questioning, but he was blinded, only believed what he saw, and stubbornly did many stupid things.
Just like he treated Ning Lan.
The teacher on the other end of the phone smiled: "Alright, alright, 'official apology'... Don't scare me, an old man, to sleep at night. I really have this heart, when I have free time, I will record a few more tunes and let me Teachers can take it out to parents of students, and it can also save a fortune in admissions advertising fees.”
"Okay." Sui Yi agreed immediately.
At the end, the teacher said earnestly: "You have to live well, don't make a mess of yourself. When he comes back and sees you like this, what should I do if I feel like I've gone wrong back then?"
After listening to the teacher's words, Sui Yi got up early the next day, washed her face after running, picked a pair of casual short-sleeves and black straight-leg pants, and carefully groomed her hair in front of the mirror before going out.
The old woman in the canteen near the Beijing Suburb Stadium could see that he was in good spirits today, and smiled and said to him, "Is the young man working in the flying saucer over there? What do you usually do?"
The exterior design of the stadium is unique, and it looks like a UFO from a distance.
Sui Yi smiled and said, "Yeah, I'm studying chemical weapons, and I'm going to wipe out human beings."
The mother-in-law pouted indifferently: "You young people will scare me, the old woman."
Sui Yi suddenly became a little curious about who else "you" she was talking about.
This time, my mother-in-law didn't shout "stinky boy" into the back room. She had already learned how to use the coffee machine and handed a full cup to Sui Yi, then took out a card the size of a business card from the counter: "Here, you can get a cup when you fill five cups. "
Sui Yi turned over the piece of paper that read "Quanxi Commissary Supreme VIP Coffee Card" and read it twice, and said, "Thank you boss."
The mother-in-law waved her hand: "Don't thank me, it's made by a stinky boy. Keep this card well, and you can still drink four glasses."
The concert was less than a week away, time was tight and work tasks were heavy. Sui Yi no longer had time to go to the canteen to buy coffee, and gradually forgot the hand-made coffee card that was in his pocket.
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the concert, the last rehearsal during the day, Sui Yi looked at the empty stage, and in two hours, the audience would be full. He couldn't help thinking, would there be him among ten thousand people? Will he hear the tune he plays for him
However, this kind of unrealistic thought can only stay in the mind for a while, but if you think about it deeply, you will be overwhelmed by the regret and self-blame that comes to your face.
When Ning Lan was alone in the Black Sea, when he saw that Ning Lan didn't cry, he superficially thought he was strong enough and didn't need his own comfort.
At that time, he did not know that some things can only be experienced by putting himself in his shoes. For example, when a person who is regarded as a treasure is abandoned, it is like the pain of cold blood retrograde in the body, and the despair of the body falling continuously in the dark, but can't find the landing point.
At that time, he did not protect Ning Lan well, and he gave the last despair himself.
Therefore, he didn't even have the qualification to imagine that Ning Lan appeared in front of him now.
This is God's punishment for him.
At this time, people outside the venue were crowded, and the hot weather did not affect the enthusiasm of the fans at all. In the early morning, before it was dawn, various companies stood at the door and pulled banners to give support.
Ning Lan was tightly wrapped up and down, only showing two eyes outside. She was still a little nervous when she walked into the crowd. She didn't dare to look at the face of the person on the roll-up banners around her. The depressed girl asked in a low voice, "Do you want a ticket?"
After thinking about it, he finally decided to sell the ticket an hour ago.
After rummaging in the room for more than ten minutes, I remembered to put the ticket in the book. In the past three years, his memory level has improved slightly, but because he has been taking medication, it is impossible to restore his memory to the past, and he is very satisfied that he occasionally loses things and does not affect his normal life.
The girl who was stopped looked at his strange outfit, hurriedly threw a "no", and ran away.
Ning Lan asked a few more girls who were wandering among the scalpers, and they all waved their hands in fright because he was dressed like a fugitive suspect. The current scalper's business level is very high. They all carry ID proofs when selling tickets, and they also provide one-stop service of buying tickets and delivering them to the scene in person. Compared with them, Ning Lan really has no advantage. After all, he doesn't even dare to take out his ID card.
With the tickets still in hand, Ning Lan squatted on the curb, thinking, should she rot the ticket in her hand, or take out her ID card and wait for the headlines tomorrow
He had already thought about the headline title—Ning Lan, a former member of AOW, appeared at the concert of Captain Sui Yi, turned into a scalper to sell tickets, and was beaten by fans.
Ning Lan shivered under the hot sun and shook her head to throw this terrible thought out of her mind.
Why don't you just go in by yourself? Tickets are so expensive, you won't listen if you don't listen.
As soon as this idea appeared, it was extinguished at a lightning-fast speed.
He didn't want to see him and couldn't see him.
A few minutes before the opening, the tickets in the hands of scalpers were sold out, and finally some fans saw Ning Lan, who was sleepy leaning against the wall with the tickets in his hands.
After some bargaining, the last girl carrying the huge lamp sign made a deal with Ning Lan at the original price.
The girl complained while counting the money: "Brother, why don't you even have a X treasure? Aren't you afraid that I will give you fake money?"
Ning Lan said proudly, "Brother, I'm a businessman, and you can tell if it's real money or fake money."
The girl handed the counted stack of money to Ning Lan, handed over the money in one hand and took the ticket in the other hand. Ning Lan rolled up the money and stuffed it into her pocket, saying, "Come in, it's about to start."
The girl was indeed in a hurry to enter the venue, but she felt strange: "You don't want to click again to check the authenticity?"
Ning Lan raised the corner of her mouth behind the mask: "No, you trust me, and of course I trust you too."
Trust is the most valuable thing between people in this world.
Watching the girl walk into the ticket gate, Ning Lan put her hands in her pockets and walked back towards the gentle evening breeze.
Just after turning out of the stadium and stepping on the path of Quanxi Street, the music roared behind me, and the stage lights instantly illuminated the night sky. Ning Lan couldn't help but glance back, then took a deep breath of the grassy air and trotted all the way home.
Unexpectedly did not sleep well at night.
Ning Lan sat up from the bed for the fifth time, ready to do something else to find sleep, and found that it was already dawn.
Looking at the mirror and yawning to the bottom of her ears, Ning Lan seriously began to think about the reasonable causal relationship between "sleepy" and "can't sleep", trying to persuade herself that this is normal.
As soon as he got up, the iron door outside was knocked loudly.
"Brother, are you up? Open the door, brother!"
Ning Lan bit his toothbrush and went to open the door. Lu Binghua, who had just passed his nineteenth birthday, changed his hairstyle to look like Ultraman Tiga, jumped in and grabbed Ning Lan's shoulders and shook wildly: "Brother, why didn't you yesterday? Going to a concert?"
Ning Lan was almost vomited by him, and said inarticulately: "Didn't you ask me to... sell the ticket?"
Lu Binghua's facial expression was exaggeratedly distorted, and he said in a high voice, "I said casually, you are really sold!"
After Ning Lan finished washing up, she took out the frozen buns in the refrigerator, steamed them, and served them on the table. Lu Binghua had one bun in one hand, and explained the ins and outs while eating.
It turned out that his eldest brother's unit actually issued two consecutive tickets, and Lu Binghua wanted one for Ning Lan, hoping that he and his brother would "meet by chance" in the stadium.
Ning Lan understood after hearing it halfway through, that this kid dared not stop thinking of matching him and his eldest brother.
"I don't understand, what do you think I am good at? There are so many beautiful girls on Quanxi Street, why are you staring at me?" Ning Lan asked from the depths of her soul.
Lu Binghua puffed out his cheeks and gave a thumbs up: "Brother, you are good, cooking is super delicious!"
"Aunt Jiang's daughter next door is also delicious, and she has just graduated from college and is not yet married."
Lu Binghua shook his head like a rattle: "No, I don't agree, I want you, and you are the only one in the whole street who calls me 'Bingbing' instead of 'Huahua'."
Ning Lan was speechless by this strange reason, and it took a long time before she said, "Because I have a friend called Hua Hua."
"I know," Lu Binghua pointed to a small pot of succulents on the windowsill, "I will give this to your friend."
Fang Yu, who was more than 20 kilometers away, sneezed for no reason, took a piece of tissue and wiped his nose. When he exited the food video, his thumb was crooked, and he accidentally clicked into the trend. The first one was "Sui Yi Concert Kiss Necklace".
Fang Yu rolled his eyes, thinking that you should slowly see things and think about people when you are old.
At the end of yesterday's concert, after Sui Yi played the serenade, he followed the rope around his neck, pulled the pendant out of his clothes, and brought it to his lips and kissed it lightly.
According to the observations of fans, this pendant has been on Sui Yi for three years. Previously, it was worn close to the body, and only a section of the rope could be seen. This time, the gun sister with a telephoto lens in the front row finally took a high-definition picture.
It was a red bead the size of a fingernail. Judging by the texture, it should have been polished from some kind of ore.
Attentive fans immediately guessed that this pendant had a special meaning, maybe it was given by someone important. When Sui Yi kissed it, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he was also a little sad and worried. His deep and strong eyebrows were softened by it, and it seemed that the hearts of the girls were broken.
In the super talk, it has been discussed from last night until lunch time today, and no conclusion has been reached. A fan posted a post on Sui Yichao: Do you think that red bead looks like it was on the agate bracelet that the captain gave to NL five years ago? (Just take a guess and don't hit
In fact, many fans have already guessed this possibility, but they are unwilling to think deeply about it. So the ellipsis of Yishui in the comments, until a certain station sister who has a say in the fan circle came and forwarded it and said, "Don't guess until there is sufficient evidence, who doesn't have a red agate yet", and it was barely stable. people's hearts.
Sui Yi didn't know about the turmoil in the rice circle.
After the concert, he got three days off. On the first day, he drove to the store selling bracelets to repair the pendant he was wearing.
I found this agate bead on the day that Gu Chenkai was admitted to the Conservatory of Music and was about to move the last few things out of the dormitory.
At that time, there were only Sui Yi and him left in the dormitory. Gu Chenkai, with 70% disappointment and 30% nostalgia, touched the three letters "AOW" that he had carved on the table, and laughed and said that at that time, he really thought oooo would be forever. will not disperse.
Sui Yi squatted down and helped him take out the thick stack of music scores from the bottom of the cabinet. When he raised his eyes, a light spot suddenly swayed in front of him.
A red agate bead that had resurfaced because of the movement of the corner of the table rolled to his feet.
Since then, the bead has never left his body. Maybe the bracelet fell hard when it fell apart. There was a crack across the center of the bead. Three years ago, Sui Yi brought it to the store and asked the master to reinforce it with metal wire. Seeing that it was a little loose now, he took it to the store again. , ask the master to help repair.
The master with white temples has been making jewelry for most of his life, and he is best at repairing damaged jade with precious metals such as gold and silver, without any trace. He looked at the bead in his hand, pushed his glasses and said, "Why don't you buy another one, boy, and spend money to fix it, it's not worth it."
Sui Yi said: "It doesn't matter how much money, as long as it hasn't broken."
The old master smiled: "Isn't this already cracked? The ancients said, 'A broken mirror is difficult to round', and jade is the same. No matter how detailed and beautiful it is, if it is broken, it will be broken."
Sui Yi felt heavy in his heart by what he said. Even though he didn't drink coffee, bitterness appeared in his throat. When the master entered the back room to repair, he found a chair and sat down, forced himself to cheer up, took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo.
Fang Yu just liked the video of the food blogger, which was just posted last night, making steamed buns.
Even if Sui Yi doesn't know anything about cooking, he can see that the blogger is skilled, and the dough is very obedient in his hands. superior. Then the camera flicked and switched to 20 minutes later. The steamed buns came out in a beautiful shape, and the aroma could be smelled through the screen.
After Sui Yi read the comments, it seems that this blogger never interacts with fans. Other food bloggers will retweet lottery to consolidate their popularity. He has nothing here.
The first question in the hot comment is: How is Xiao Wing-wing wearing gloves today? The hands are so beautiful, don't wear them in the future, okay
The food blogger's name is "Can't Fried Chicken Wings", Sui Yi frowns subconsciously every time he sees it.
However, today's comment reminded him that he suddenly remembered the video that was interrupted that day, and hurriedly flipped up to the one about making bacon rolls, clicked it, and pulled the blogger's hand holding chopsticks to the screen. Press pause exactly.
The video pixels are not high, the angle is not very good, the hands appear suddenly and disappear quickly, and the frozen pictures are all high blur.
But Sui Yi still saw a dark mark on the top of his right thumb, exactly the same as where Ning Lan burned him the last time he cooked.
Ning Lan said that she has a scar constitution, and burns from broken skin often won't heal for many years.