On the night when the tour to Guangzhou was over, Star Chart held a famous local restaurant to hold a grand celebration banquet, and all the staff participated.
The concert, which lasted for half a year, finally met with the fans and achieved better results than imagined. When I saw the last time, many of the staff in the backstage cried. Even Cheng Qiang, who has been playing the role of the old father, felt sore when hearing them introduce themselves, as if they were back on their first day of debut.
"First of all, congratulations on the successful holding of the first EGO tour!" Cheng Qiang, standing in the middle of the restaurant hall, said with a microphone and said a lot with emotion.
Fang Juexia stood aside chatting with Jiang Miao, turned around and saw the champagne on the table, so she picked it up and took a look at the brand. Who knew Ling Yi saw it, "Juexia, show me!"
So Fang Juexia handed the champagne to Ling Yi. Ling Yi was very excited, "I have never opened champagne before, and they won't let me open it."
"Neither did I." Fang Juexia said truthfully.
Pei Tingsong brought a glass of lemon soda and walked over to Fang Juexia, "Drink plenty of water." At a glance, he saw Ling Yi teasing champagne, "What are you doing?"
"How can this squirt out?" Ling Yi was puzzled.
"It's over with a few shakes." Pei Tingsong said casually. He didn't expect Ling Yi to shake to death, using all his strength.
"Everyone has worked hard! Today everyone is doing well..."
boom-
The cork was pushed open, and the champagne spurted out, with bubbles and foam all sprayed onto the agent Cheng Qiang who was speaking. Seeing this scene, Fang Juexia's lemonade almost spurted out.
Pei Tingsong was stunned for a second, then laughed until he squatted down and hugged Fang Juexia's leg.
Cheng Qiang, who was sprayed so dumbfounded, turned to look at Ling Yi, who still stuck the bottom of the champagne bottle on his belly, "What the hell are you doing?"
Ling Yi awkwardly put the champagne bottle on the ground, trying to escape from the crime scene sideways like a little crab, but was grabbed by Lu Yuan and He Ziyan, and framed back, "Want to run?"
"You're pretty good, you aimed directly at Brother Qiang."
"Oh, I didn't expect to be able to spray like this..."
"Hahahahaha!"
"Okay, let's play by yourself!" Cheng Qiang couldn't help laughing himself.
Everyone was eating, drinking, and chatting. The entire restaurant floor was full of people with star maps. It was not so much a celebration banquet, but rather a party with gorgeous lights. Everyone drank and chatted and relaxed to the music. Although the atmosphere was good, Fang Juexia himself could hardly be able to do well in such a large gathering, not to mention that he had other plans. When the restaurant music was broadcast to "Night Journey", he leaned in to Pei Tingsong's ear.
"Let's sneak away."
Romantics certainly won't refuse an excellent elopement.
It was already 12:30 in the morning when I ran out of the restaurant, but the night in Guangzhou did not go out very late. The diffused heat wave was the same as the smoke on the road, and there was no way to disappear. Two people wearing masks and hats got into a taxi that stopped at random, escaped from a carnival, and drove to a larger carnival belonging to the city.
The driver was a middle-aged man in his 40s and 50s. He was very enthusiastic. As soon as he got on the bus, he asked, "Come to Guangzhou to play in Guangzhou?"
Fang Juexia smiled and replied in Cantonese, "No, I am from Guangzhou." After that, he reported an address.
The driver was a little surprised. He looked at Pei Tingsong in the rearview mirror, and changed his mouthful from Mandarin to Cantonese, "Is this handsome guy too?"
"He is not, he came home with me."
"Ah, let me just say, he's so tall. I saw you two standing on the side of the road. It's beautiful and tall." The driver also joked, "I thought it was a celebrity if I didn't know."
In fact, it really is.
Pei Tingsong didn't quite understand, so he approached and asked Fang Juexia what he said. Fang Juexia smiled, "Praise you for being tall and handsome, you can be a star."
"Brother driver, you have the potential to be a scout." Pei Tingsong joked.
"Hahahaha, isn't it? Guangzhou is very fun, a lot of delicious..."
Fang Juexia felt very comfortable listening to them chatting. He looked out of the car window, and the glass was reflected in neon colors, flashing past like a kaleidoscope over a concert.
Walking through the bustling commercial street, the outside lights gradually became less bright, and the darkness of the night gradually recovered. After entering the old city, Fang Juexia really felt like going home.
Say goodbye to the enthusiastic driver, open the door, and they re-immersed in the heat wave.
The streets here are much quieter. Some facades have been pulled up with gray iron rolling shutters. The rest are all kinds of snack bars and nightclubs. They are lit with red, red, yellow and yellow lights, and the plaques are bright and sleepy. The cell with the strongest vitality in the new city.
"Where is this?" Pei Tingsong wanted to hold a hand, but held back, and begged to take his shoulders next.
"The back door of my high school." Fang Juexia pointed her finger at the shade of a tree behind the wall, "Did you see it over there? That's my high school."
"Really?" Pei Tingsong stopped and looked over, "I want to go in."
Fang Juexia smiled and took away the hand he put on her body, turned to face him, and took two steps backwards, "That can't work, I'm a good student, I can't get over the wall."
His smiling eyes were so good that he was not plausible, Pei Tingsong grabbed his wrist, "You already have the consciousness of going over the wall in your mind, and you still say that you are a good student?"
"Then it was broken by you." Fang Juexia shook his grasped wrist, escaped, turned and walked in front of him.
Wearing a refreshing and clean white T-shirt, he walked on the streets of the old city full of Lingnan style. There are square slates embedded in the road, which is a huge mosaic art belonging to the city. The banyan tree extends the canopy to the empty road, and colorful plaques and neon lights spread the halo unscrupulously in the night, but they do not stain the back of Hua Fang Juoxia. He is always clean and always white.
This time, Pei Tingsong did not stand shoulder to shoulder with him like he did before, but a few steps behind him, walking slowly, looking at Fang Juexia's thin back.
The person in front of him gradually changed his appearance, being shorter and thinner, like a striped willow, his clothes changed from a white T-shirt to a school uniform, his walking posture remained the same, every step was tall and straight.
At that time, he should be the boy in many girls' dreams.
Pei Tingsong smiled unconsciously, as if he had been like this before, accompany Fang Juexia on the way home next night to study by himself.
As they walked, the person in front turned their heads, imagining returning to reality. Hurry up, he urged.
"Yeah." Pei Tingsong walked up quickly and stood beside Fang Juexia.
Fang Juexia led him around one street, then turned into another, and finally stopped under a small store. The bright plaque read the five characters of Chen Po Chang Nian Dian. This row of small buildings along the street is also very special. Go upstairs and downstairs. When you look up, the windows upstairs are open and there are many flowers and plants. Standing below you can smell the scent of jasmine.
"I used to come here to eat after school." There was no one else in the store, and Fang Juexia took him in by the arm. "It's always easy to get hungry when going to school."
The boss has changed people. He is no longer Fang Juexia's kind mother-in-law when he was a teenager. He has become a middle-aged woman, perhaps her daughter, "Come and eat sugar water."
Fang Juexia answered her with a smile, went over to order some food, and then came back to sit next to Pei Tingsong.
Pei Tingsong looked up at him, "This building is very special."
There is no air conditioner in the store, and the ceiling fan whirls, dispersing the almost half-solidified moist air, spinning out a transparent thermal whirlpool.
Fang Juexia was still a little surprised when he heard him say this, but Pei Tingsong has always been a person who observes the world very well.
"This is a Cantonese arcade," Fang Juexia poured him a glass of water. "The earliest history... should go back to the end of the Qing Dynasty. It was built by Zhang Zhidong, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi at that time."
Pei Tingsong nodded and looked through the gate to the arcade on the opposite street, "I like this kind of building, it is a living history book. And these trees, which are not the same as those in other cities..." He tried to find a suitable one. The adjective of "It's very free, it's the feeling of extending and growing out very comfortably."
"These are banyan trees. Many of them are over a hundred years old. They used to be more than they are now. Later, they cut them down less and turned into tall buildings." Fang Juexia looked outside, a little surprised, "Before Guangzhou grew in the banyan forest. city."
This sentence is very interesting. In Fang Juexia's mouth, the city was suddenly full of green vitality.
The boss came with two bowls of syrup and put them on the table, smiling very kindly, "Eat two bowls of syrup first."
A bowl of sweet potato syrup, a bowl of sugar cane and horseshoe syrup. The two changed their food. Although Pei Tingsong didn't like sweets, the sugar water was unexpectedly sweet. Drinking it coolly, the hot five internal organs are moisturized, and the heat is half dispelled.
Fang Juexia likes to eat very much, and with every sip he feels back to his teenage years.
Pei Tingsong looked at him and thought he looked cute when he was eating, so he said, "You are a child with a big sugar bubble."
If you think about this sentence carefully, there is nothing wrong with it. So Fang Juexia did not refute.
The boss brought two freshly baked rice rolls, one shrimp and one beef, all with lily eggs. The translucent noodles are as thin as cicada wings, and the color of the beef and shrimp inside and the golden color of the egg liquid are all revealed, and it is still shaking lightly after putting it on the table.
"Taste it and see if it's different from Beijing."
Pei Tingsong clamped a chopstick, the noodle skin was too slippery to hold it, and I finally took a bite with the spoon. The noodle skin was smooth and tough, the beef was tender, and the Cantonese-style soy sauce was sweetened, tender and smooth, and it was indeed delicious.
"It's great, much better than what I ate when I was a kid."
Fang Juexia laughed, "You little young master is really good to feed. Eleven yuan of rice rolls like this."
Pei Tingsong said in a serious manner, "The value is relative. You can sit here and eat with me, and 11 yuan of rice rolls can also be slapped with three Michelin stars."
Everything is relative.
The rice rolls at that time were also delicious, but it seems that this time when I brought Pei Tingsong back, it became even more delicious.
Two people are much better than one.
After filling their stomachs, they left the shop. Fang Juexia took Pei Tingsong away, obviously he was invisible.
The street lights in the early hours of the morning were dim, and Pei Tingsong wanted to help him because he was afraid that his vision would be unclear, and he wanted to help him, but Fang Juexia refused.
Only when he walked on this old street that he had stepped on numerous times when he was young, would he show some habits, such as leaning against a wall when walking, and always holding the wall with his hands subconsciously, and for example, every step is almost equidistant, and he walks away. , Step on, the sole will rub on the ground for a while.
As he walked, he stopped and touched the wall, his tone a little puzzled, "There used to be a gap here, is it filled up?"
Pei Tingsong was suddenly sad.
It turned out that Fang Juexia in the past had used all the senses except vision and remembered the way home. The smell on the road, the sound of insects on the banyan tree, the gap on the wall, the shape of the floor tiles, which one will loosen or cock up. It was these feelings that brought him home.
"Can I lead you?" Pei Tingsong asked softly.
Fang Juexia glanced at him sideways. Although he couldn't really see it, he still smiled, "Yes, no one is there now."
He carefully held Fang Juexia’s hand, through the humid air, everything was deformed in the heat, and time and space were also distorted, as if at this moment, Pei Tingsong was holding the 16-year-old Fang Juexia, going home alone in the dark. He will also be afraid.
"You're so brave." Pei Tingsong is a person who is not stingy and praises, especially the other party, Juexia.
Fang Juexia smiled and said nothing. In the moonlight, they walked hand in hand through the long street, soaking in the waves of cicadas. Getting closer and closer to home, Fang Juexia suddenly said, "It feels like it will rain."
"Really? How do you know."
"It's a hunch." Fang Juexia said, "My hunch is always accurate."
So they speeded up their pace and entered an old community full of trees from a certain entrance on the street. There were few street lights inside, but Fang Juexia had memories in his mind. Finally he stopped under a huge banyan tree whose shadow was darker than the night.
"You live in a tree?" Pei Tingsong joked.
Fang Juexia told him to shut up as before. She raised her hand to the bark, followed the rough texture, and fumbled to a tree hole with a large bowl mouth. She reached in with her white hand, as if looking for something.
"Do you want me to help?" Pei Tingsong asked.
"Found it." Fang Juexia's face was very surprised, "It's actually still there, it's been ten years."
"What is it?" Pei Tingsong leaned over, under the moonlight, Fang Juexia's palm was spread out, and there was a round walnut on it.
"Have you hidden a walnut for ten years?"
Hearing Pei Tingsong's unbelievable tone, Fang Jue Xia burst out with a laugh. He used a little bit of effort to separate the walnut shells, took out a rolled note from the inside, and handed it to Pei Tingsong.
"I remember this was one day... I was beaten by Fang Ping. I was sad and afraid. I wrote this down and hid it in the tree hole downstairs." Fang Juexia smiled, "I'm afraid of being discovered, I still use walnut shells. Hidden and glued, I didn't expect that no one would find it for so long." His tone was like saying, I'm very smart.
Carefully unfolding the note, facing the moonlight, Pei Tingsong only saw the words written on it.
[I can’t be a bad person, I have to stand on the stage and can’t fall. ]
Through these words, Pei Tingsong suddenly saw him at that time.
He finally understood why Fang Juexia would suggest that at the end of the concert, everyone should write about themselves ten years later.
Fang Juexia raised her face, her eyes lit up, "I gave it to you ten years ago."
Pei Tingsong held the note and hugged him in his arms, and kissed his forehead under the dark tree.
"thanks."
Thank you for growing up so hard to meet me who was so late.
The rain came as soon as it was said. Fang Juexia's premonition was not wrong at all, but he did not expect that the rain would be so heavy, it instantly diluted the viscous air, and the earthy breath surged. Pei Tingsong's first reaction was to hide the note, and when they were about to escape, they laughed tacitly and ran in the dark.
Since being with Pei Tingsong, Fang Juexia has imagined many situations to take him home, but the plan can't keep up with the changes. He didn't expect them to go home so embarrassed.
The mother who had already rested got up in the middle of the night and opened the door for him. She looked sleepily at the two children who were soaked in the soup. She was very funny, "Why do you choose the time so much?"
Greeting them to come in, Fang's mother was relieved all of a sudden, urging them to take a hot bath. Fang Juexia asked Pei Tingsong to go first, took a towel and went into the kitchen, standing beside her mother who was making ginger tea.
"Grandpa slept?"
"Well, I have been waiting for you to come back, watching TV and dozing off without going into the house. When I received a call saying that you had a celebration banquet, you went in by yourself." Mother Fang put the ginger slices in the soup pot and stirred. "If I knew you were here, I would be very happy tomorrow morning."
Thinking of the scene on stage, Fang Juexia asked, "Did Xiao Pei let you go? Didn't tell me."
"Yes, he made a special trip to the hospital to persuade your grandfather. I was worried at first. I didn't expect them to have a good chat. Xiao Pei told him that you actually miss him very much and hope that he can appear at the concert. Actually Ah, your grandfather wanted to go too. Neither of you can hold the bottom, but Xiao Pei, who dare to say anything. Later, when he left, your grandpa secretly told me that you had such a good teammate. , He was relieved.” After finishing speaking, Fang’s mother added another sentence, “I think so too.”
Fang Juexia wiped the water from her hair, took the towel off, held it with her hand, and squeezed it tightly.
"Actually..." His Adam's apple rolled, "Mom, he's not just my teammate."
Mother Fang stopped stirring the ginger tea, the whirlpool in the pot was still spinning. She didn't look at Fang Juexia, and was unexpectedly calm, "What do you mean by this?"
"I love him very much, and so does he." Fang Juexia tried to describe their relationship with the most accurate expression, "We are lovers."
The heart was beating nervously, and the cicadas screamed in his head, saying that he was sloppy and that he should not announce the unsettled relationship in front of his mother. Love is fragile, and mother knows best.
"Actually, I can see it." Mother Fang reached out and took two yellow rock candy from the jar and dropped it into the pot, her voice calm, "I guessed your relationship. Xiao Pei is too caring about you, not like an ordinary friend. . And the way he looks at you, the way you look at him, you can’t deceive people.”
Too. There is no way to hide likes, especially in front of mother.
"I don't want to hide it from you."
Mother Fang turned off the fire and turned to look at him, "Jexia, I thought you were not an impulsive child. After all, you've seen..." She choked, "Look at mom like this, she is too devoted to a relationship. unwise."
"This is not impulse." Fang Juexia argued for her love, "Yes, because of everything I have seen since I was a child, I was very resistant to love before him. I even believed that I would never have any true love in my life."
Hearing Fang Juexia's words, Fang's mother was full of guilt. This was the last thing she wanted to see, but there was no way. Her failed love and marriage changed the child in such a subtle way, making him reticent and letting him. Alienated.
"If it weren't for Pei Tingsong, I might not be able to change it for the rest of my life."
Mother Fang sighed silently, "I'm not against it, I'm just afraid that you will be hurt." After saying this, she felt that she had become the father of the year. She was on the opposite side because she was afraid of her children being hurt. It felt too contradictory. struggle. Why didn't she think she had met true love at the beginning, but she failed, and the defeat was completely bloody. So she could not help but say, "Have you ever thought that this may be a wrong decision."
After taking a shower, Pei Tingsong came out of the bathroom, whispered Fang Juexia's name, and heard the sound of dialogue in the kitchen, so he approached and prepared to ask him to take a bath.
"Then I want to be wrong too."
Hearing these words, his footsteps stopped.
Fang Juexia's eyes were very stubborn, but every word she said was logical, "Because I live in a failed case, I always feel that I won't succeed. But after meeting him, I don't want to live like that anymore. Even if we didn't have a good result in the end, it was wrong, I will try it again. After waiting for ten or twenty years, looking back at today, at least Fang Juexia at that time made a choice without hesitation following his own heart."
There were tears in his eyes that he refused to shed.
"Even if it's wrong, it's right."
She looked at her son standing in front of her, as if it was the first time she had seen him. Very unfamiliar, but no longer the Fang Juexia who was stubborn to be unlike an ordinary child in pursuit of correctness.
From his face, she finally saw her own shadow.
Mother Fang didn't speak, turned around, took the spoon and poured the ginger tea into the bowl, which was orange and orange, rippled under the light of the kitchen.
"Take it out and let Xiao Pei drink it while it's hot, to avoid catching a cold. It's hard to get a cold in summer."
"mom… "
"Then let's try." Mother Fang solemnly passed the ginger tea to his hand and smiled with tears.
"You are luckier than your mother, you can't go wrong."