Hearing fans telling them on the other side that there are fireworks to watch, Ling Yi suddenly became interested, "Really? Is it good-looking?"
"Extraordinary!"
So the six older boys rushed to the riverside to watch the fireworks, but there were more people here than they thought. They were squeezing their shoulders, and there was a group of people besieging them.
"Stay here for a while and it won't be us watching the fireworks." Lu Yuan had a lollipop in his mouth, "Maybe everyone is watching us."
"Is there no one with a little lesser place?" He Ziyan turned his head to look.
Jiang Miao held his pockets with both hands, "I think it's a bit hanging. It's better for us to withdraw as soon as possible, otherwise it won't be good if we attract fans to attract spectators."
Ling Yi groaned while holding the captain's arm. Pei Tingsong looked at the river in the distance, hit Fang Juoxia's shoulder with his shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Want to see the fireworks?"
The tightly bound Fang Juexia raised her head, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes, and only blinked twice, Pei Tingsong immediately understood.
"OK." Pei Tingsong grabbed his shoulders and let go, "Wait for me here."
Several other people were still wondering, who knows that Pei Tingsong returned soon after.
"Let's go and watch the fireworks." He pulled up the sleeves of Jiaoxia's sweater.
Ling Yi wondered, "Where to go?"
Finally they were taken to a large cruise ship.
Lu Yuan blew his whistle, walked inside, and asked, "How many people are there?"
"No one, I have wrapped it up." Pei Tingsong pulled Fang Juexia's sleeve, "Don't you want to watch the fireworks?"
He Ziyan raised his hands like an old cadre, and shook his head again and again, "Look at this extravagance."
Ling Yi asked, "Is it the 100,000 yuan package just now?"
"Hahahahahaha!"
The night by the river is beautiful, but for Fang Juexia, his vision is still very vague. Pei Tingsong calmly led him up the steps and walked forward, being careful and considerate. They boarded the deck of the night cruise ship, with less than three minutes left before the fireworks bloom. The six people leaned on the railing side by side, looking up.
"Is it about to start?"
"Yes, this angle is so close."
"Yeah, we should be right below when it is lit."
Pei Tingsong leaned on Fang Juexia, the two people rubbed the backs of their hands, their skins were close and separated a little distance, beside their teammates, in the dark, secretly hiding and about to stick to each other's hearts.
They heard the countdown from another boat not far away full of tourists.
Fang Juexia subconsciously accompanies them to count, three, two, one in her heart.
The night sky was originally silent and dark, until a flame rose into the sky, with a bang, and suddenly a sky full of fireworks appeared in the blurred vision, cold white, short and gorgeous, like meteors gathering together. Suddenly he discovered that the fireworks would lose their vitality across a distance or a screen. Only by seeing it immersively once can you feel the splendor of blooming.
Every piece of shattered sparkling white fire hung in the air, as if it would flow onto the viewers of them, and ignite them together in this carnival, but they didn't. These sparks disappeared when they fell halfway.
The fireworks in the sky were swallowed by the night, and the fireworks on the river surface were swallowed by ripples.
The new replaces the old before it fades away. The echo of the fireworks penetrated the body, the sound wave oscillated, overlapped with the heartbeat, and hit the chest cavity.
That was the last sound when they ended their lives.
"Wow! Look good!" Ling Yi pointed to the sky, "Do you see that looks like a wheat ear?"
"No, I want to make a wish, make a wish quickly."
"Are you a little girl? Still wishing."
Ling Yi ignored him, "I want to, bless my parents to be healthy, I won't get fat no matter how I eat."
Jiang Miao also smiled and said, "Then bless our Kaledo to be a little smoother in the future."
"Yes!" Ling Yi said again, "Bless you, make a lot of money and go to the Maldives for vacation this year!"
Pei Tingsong was speechless to him, "You are so persistent, so be it, this young master can take you there."
He Ziyan and Lu Yuan started to make a fuss, but Ling Yi was quite spine, "I don't, I want the company to pay for me to go!"
"up to you."
Ling Yi showed an appreciative expression again, "Although, you can take me to Dubai."
"Hey, think beautifully."
"Jexia," Ling Yi called his name amidst the sound of fireworks, "Don't you want to make a wish?"
"Me?" Fang Juexia was fascinated at first, but he hesitated when he asked.
desire…
Thinking of this word, his first reaction turned out to be Pei Tingsong.
It was incredible that he wanted to make a wish related to him.
Fang Juexia smiled, "I hope everyone's wishes come true."
"Look, what kind of angel this is."
The teammates were all gagging, but Fang Juexia's hand stretched out from the half-length sleeves, fumbled along the shape of the railing, and found Pei Tingsong's hand.
Everyone was fascinated by the bright fireworks, but he quietly took Pei Tingsong's hand.
Pei Tingsong, who was still fighting with Ling, was stunned, and saw Fang Juexia's eyes from his side. He still raised his head, his eyes filled with fireworks.
He shook Fang Juexia's hand back and squeezed it tightly.
Except for fireworks, no one knows this secret love.
More and more fireworks climbed into the sky, lighting up the whole night. Fang Juexia looked up, feeling like a child, excited. Perhaps he had never seen fireworks so close.
Or perhaps, he had never seen such a dazzling darkness.
A firework is made up of countless fleeting superimpositions, but even if superimposed again, it is short-lived. The night was calm again, as if those magnificent blooms had never happened.
At the end, everyone was a little confused and didn't want to leave, so everyone followed the cruise and chatted and watched the night scene.
It’s been a long time since they had such an opportunity. They went to different schedules every day, exhausted their energy, and woke up in a repetitive life. It was very difficult for them to chat.
Jiang Miao was telling the story of the script he was watching, and Lu Yuan talked about the melon of the street dance show he had participated in. Fang Juexia listened silently, and occasionally inserted a sentence or two.
The calm of the river surface once again gave him a sense of familiarity. When he was in Guangzhou before, he had taken several cruises. He lay on the railing, closed his eyes and felt the moist wind, as if returning to his homeland.
"Sleepy?"
Suddenly hearing Pei Tingsong's voice, Fang Juexia opened her eyes and shook her head, "I just... feel a little homesick."
This is the first time Pei Tingsong heard Fang Juexia say homesick. He put his hands on the railing, "Because of the boat?"
Fang Juexia nodded, "There are also night markets, roadside stalls, and all kinds of snacks. It's strange that when I was in Beijing, I didn't think about it. When I came to other cities with such a strong life, I started to feel homesick." He countered. He came back and leaned against the railing, "The food in Guangzhou is delicious. I was hungry when school was over. I went to the roadside to buy a fried rice noodle and winter melon tea. It is an old shop, and the proprietress put it in a plastic bag. , Put a straw on it to drink."
He said and made gestures, and looked at Pei Tingsong from time to time, as if afraid that he would not believe it, and emphasized it again, "That's delicious."
"Really?" Pei Tingsong said to him with an effort to imagine, "But I can't imagine what it tastes like."
Fang Juexia was a little discouraged, feeling that her expressive ability was not enough.
Who knows that Pei Tingsong said again, "You have to take me to drink yourself, so I know if it's good or not." After that, he started counting with his fingers, "and your school, the food stalls you like to eat, you I want to go all the paths I often take."
Fang Juexia glanced at Ling Yi and the others who were not far away looking up at the sky, and said to him, "I didn't say I want to take you back."
"You will." Pei listened to the song with a certain tone, as if it would definitely happen.
Fang Juexia couldn't help but smile and said, "Every time you speak, you are confident, as if you feel that your judgment will never be wrong."
"No, I was born with confidence, but I also know that I often make mistakes." After that, Pei Tingsong said, "For example, I will make mistakes again and again."
Fang Juexia took off her mask, "Such as unspoken rules?"
Pei Tingsong smiled frankly, "I have been skeptical of that rumor a long time ago, and to be honest, I don't care much about it."
"Then you aimed at me like that at that time," Fang Juexia leaned closer to him, asking him for a posture, "still always attacking me with unspoken rules."
Pei Tingsong raised his hand and surrendered, "I don't mean to defend myself." He shrugged, "You may not believe it when you say it. Just in front of your face, say, why are you too lazy to explain? It seems to be cut off from the world, indifferent to anything."
Fang Juexia suddenly understood.
Sure enough, what Pei Tingsong really cares about is not the rumors themselves, but his attitude towards the rumors. This is very consistent with Pei Tingsong's personality, because he is a person who is born to resist. Any injustice or anything that does not conform to his views will be overthrown without hesitation. A person full of enthusiasm, naturally can't understand a cold-blooded indifferent person.
"But after I got to know you more, I learned the truth from Liang Ruo that year, and I only learned that you wanted to help him keep this matter down."
Pei Tingsong shook his head and sighed, "You are more gentle with outsiders than with yourself, obviously because he has lost a good future, and you want to protect his reputation."
Fang Juexia said, "I didn't protect him, I was protecting myself."
This statement made Pei Tingsong puzzled, "Protect yourself?"
Fang Juexia lowered his head and smiled, "This circle is too complicated. I know from the time I was a trainee that strength can't decide much. I have seen all kinds of high-level methods and all kinds of transactions. There are many different aspects. People who are not enough to be singers and dancers can make their debut, as long as they are willing to change and exchange part of themselves. In that chaotic environment, the most difficult thing is not to fight for a good future, not to make a debut as an artist, but How not to be affected."
"I can't shake out Liang Ruo's matter for my own future, pull it in, and clarify it for myself, because I know he is also a victim, and I can't do such a thing. So, the only thing I can explain is that I haven't done those things. thing."
Suddenly, Pei Tingsong had the feeling of seeing Fang Juexia at first. He was like a straight dead branch, stubborn and tenacious. He would rather break cleanly than be changed.
Perhaps it was because he had seen his father look good when he was a child, a dancer with a thriving career, loving his wife and children, and also witnessing his madness due to failure, completely becoming another person and losing himself. That's why Fang Juexia formed such a rule of life.
"Since childhood, we have received various educations. Many people are teaching us what we should strive for, what we should get, and what we should strive for, but few people will tell us what you should keep. But I think What I did was to preserve my own essence."
Fang Juexia looked at him, "I used to think it was an easy task, but as I grew up, I found that it was more complicated and difficult than I thought. Human beings are such complex polyhedrons, every facet even points. , Seems to be able to be taken out to represent this person. This is the evaluation of the outside world, one-sided and one-dimensional." Fang Juexia shook his head slightly, denying this approach, "but I know that the part of self I want to preserve is the only one that can Something that truly represents me."
He knew that he had said a lot of strange things in the eyes of others. These were just buried deep in his heart and had never been said to anyone. Seeing Pei Tingsong looking at him with a complicated look, Fang Juexia wrinkled. Frowning, a little strange, "What are you doing looking at me like this? Did I say something wrong."
Pei Tingsong laughed and prepared the foreword, "I know that everyone's knowledge system is different, so the person I am going to talk about next is likely to be unknown to you. He is a philosopher who lived in the 16th century. , His name is Spinoza."
"Spinoza..." Fang Jue Xia Mo said the name again, indicating that he was really unfamiliar.
"One of his greatest achievements is the reconciliation and unification of the ethics of the three categories of opposites." At this point, Pei Tingsong saw Fang Juexia's puzzled expression, "I'm pulling away. To put it simply, he used to In his book "Ethics", he wrote such a sentence, "Everything is trying to preserve its own existence in its own right, and the self that things try to preserve is precisely the true essence of that thing."
Hearing these words, Fang Juexia was slightly startled in the night.
"Isn't it amazing?" Pei Tingsong looked at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, "So, when I just heard you say that, there was a kind of... Spinoza’s philosophical pursuit reproduces the wonderful scene in you. It sounds mysterious, but it’s really true.”
This is one of his favorite philosophers, calmly and self-sufficiently fighting against the tragic fate of his life, and he has never conceded for a moment.
"Just now, I was very touched. You have never read his book or learned his theoretical system, but you naturally lived like this. At that time, I was thinking that thinking is really possible. In a realm of emptiness and mystery, get rid of the physical body and time, and reach a certain collision and resonance."
Fang Juexia was actually a rebel. Unlike Pei Tingsong, he subconsciously resisted in order to protect himself.
Fang Juexia felt unspeakable for Pei Tingsong's remarks. On the one hand, he felt strange, but he also felt that Pei Tingsong might only be partial to him, so he would say such words. He is an ordinary person who is not proficient in philosophy at all, but he is also curious about Pei Tingsong's description, "Then...what kind of person is Spinoza?"
"How do you say?" Pei Tingsong thought about it seriously, "He is a man proficient in mathematics, so he almost uses mathematics to study philosophy, extremely restrained, and advocating rationality. You don't know how he lives. He I spent most of the time doing research in the room, without seeing anyone for several days."
Fang Juexia asked again, "Does he have any income?"
"Speaking of this, it's even more amazing," Pei Tingsong grabbed his hand and said while playing. "He was originally a teacher, but later he changed to grinding lenses. His craftsmanship is good, but he doesn't really do business. He counts accurately every year. How many lenses I need to grind in order to meet my basic living and research costs, and I will calculate it again every quarter, so I have a very precise time."
After speaking, Pei Listening to Song laughed, "You really look like him."
Fang Juexia thought for a while and found it interesting. Although Pei Tingsong teased him, he always teased him with a great philosopher. It was completely flattering, "You shut up, I can't afford it."
Pei Tingsong said from the bottom of his heart, "You can afford everything." He was very happy, because he knew a little more about Fang Juexia, as if he was a little closer to his soul, facing such a closed self Ice cube, this is a great leap.
Ling Yi ran back to show the dialect he learned, "Does it look like Jue Xia, can I learn it like it?"
Fang Juexia was about to nod, and Pei Tingsong rushed back, "Where it looks like, everything you learn is like Chengdu dialect."
"You! What's wrong with the Chengdu dialect I'm talking about? You can't even learn it, silly."
After Ling Yi ran away, Pei Tingsong looked awkward and looked at Fang Juexia, "He just scolded me? Did he scold me?"
Fang Juexia pretended to be stupid, "Really? I don't know."
"It must be, little bastard." Pei Tingsong rolled up his sleeves and was about to leave, but was stopped by Fang Juexia, "Who asked you to say that people don't learn dialects well."
"It was originally." The violent little bully breathed a long sigh of relief, "Okay, I don't know him as a single dog who has no love."
Fang Juexia kicked him immediately after hearing his words, "Shhh."
Pei laughed as if begging for mercy, and soon remembered something, "By the way, you haven't told me your dialect, I want to hear you speak Cantonese."
"Didn't you sing last time?" Fang Juexia pulled her sweater and hat twice.
"That doesn't count, can't you tell me something?"
Fang Juexia had an excuse that he didn't know what to say, so Pei Tingsong kept making trouble, pretending to jump off the railing, threatening him with this.
"You jump, I can't see, I can always hear the sound of water." Fang Juexia smiled at him.
"Too cruel."
Enough fun, the cruise ship also docked, and they went down one by one and returned to the ground from the river.
Pei Tingsong embraced left and right like a big brother, "Have fun, brothers?"
"Happy, thank you Tuanba!"
"Then you go back and take turns to help me wash my clothes!"
"What are you talking about? The wind is so strong that I can't hear you."
Fang Juexia, who was walking at the end, smiled, stepped on their shadows, and waited for them to scatter after joking, before he walked to Pei Tingsong who was about to chase, "You wait."
"What's the matter?" Pei Tingsong obediently stopped.
Fang Juexia put her hands in her pockets and leaned close to his ears. Unfamiliar language, the voice is softer than the night.
"Bb, I like you so much."
The author has something to say: Translate, "Baby, I like you so much."
bb has the feeling of coaxing a child to coax a romantic partner, a very intimate name. You can go and search for the kind read out by Cantonese boys, very su's
Let’s talk more about Spinoza. If you are interested, you can listen to it as a story. Why would Pei Tingsong say that he rebelled against the bleak life, because Spinoza was a Jew, he was born in a businessman family, and he was a child of a wealthy family. He studied religion and history, with a talent for being different, and step by step toward philosophical research. Because of his religious background, he considered many issues related to religious philosophy and also questioned some religious studies at that time.
When he was 23 years old, he was summoned by the Jewish Church. It was rumored that he spread heretical doctrines and he was unwilling to pretend to cater to them, so he was expelled from the church and accepted expulsion. His father also drove him away, and his sister wanted to cheat away his little inherited property. He was almost assassinated with a dagger while walking on the road by a devout theology student because he violated the doctrine. Later, he rented in an attic outside Armstrong, from the original worry of food and clothing to a lonely lonely.
However, there are many people who admire him, and some even want to give all of their inheritance to him, but Spinoza refuses.
Spinoza's research was very dangerous at that time. How dangerous was it? He must finish writing the work quietly and cannot publish it, otherwise his life will be in danger. He gave the landlord a key and asked them to help publish these books after his death.
His life is also legendary. If you are interested, you can go to search and see~