At the end of the song, the audience shouted "Encore".
Qin Qingzhuo looked at the waving glow sticks and the excited crowd below the stage and didn't speak for a long time.
Jiang Ji saw a faint smile on his face, his eyes looking towards the huge music festival venue, as if he was lost in some memories.
"Thank you," Qin Qingzhuo said into the microphone, "Thank you for remembering me."
The voice was so low that it was almost completely drowned out by the cheers from the audience.
After he finished speaking, he stood up, returned the guitar and the main stage to the band, and left the stage with Jiang Ji.
After walking down from the stage, the two did not return to their original seats as there were already too many audience members crowded there and they did not like a noisy environment.
Jiang Ji discovered that Qin Qingzhuo seemed to be distracted. After coming down from the stage, Qin Qingzhuo had been in a trance.
"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Ji asked.
"I was thinking..." Qin Qingzhuo came back to his senses and paused for a long time before saying, "Is there any more wine?"
"No more," Jiang Ji said. He had just finished the can of beer he had just bought. He couldn't tell who drank more between him and Qin Qingzhuo. "I'll go buy some."
"Then I'll wait for you over there." Qin Qingzhuo pointed forward.
Jiang Ji said "hmm".
Jiang Ji felt much better on the way to the stall. He took a deep breath, and the cool breeze mixed with the scent of grass passed through his lungs before he exhaled gently.
There is a long-lost sense of pleasure.
I can't remember the last time I felt pleasure.
I even stood in front of the stall and carefully studied the taste of the beer in different packages. The white one was lychee flavored, the pink one was peach flavored, the green one was lemon flavored, and the burgundy one was cherry flavored.
He didn't have the patience to do this kind of thing before, as he found it boring, uninteresting and irritating.
But today I find it quite interesting. It seems that this night can be wasted at will, pretending that I have temporarily escaped from that busy life.
"Cherry flavor, please," Jiang Ji said, "Give me a can."
He actually had never drunk cherry-flavored beer, but just now he remembered for a moment that Qin Qingzhuo was wearing a burgundy jacket tonight.
After taking the beer handed over by the stall owner, Jiang Ji turned around and looked in the direction he had just gone. There were too many people and he didn't see Qin Qingzhuo for a moment, but he saw two boys kissing not far away - they were kissing with their eyes closed, as if no one was around.
There is a gay bar diagonally opposite the Honglu Bar. When the bar closes at midnight, when Jiang Ji stands at the door to get some fresh air, he often sees drunk men kissing as if no one is around.
He had seen it so many times that he was no longer surprised. Besides, he had been numb to such things that had nothing to do with him from the beginning.
But today was different, because he suddenly thought of Qin Qingzhuo.
The profile of a person sitting in the car, waiting to be kissed.
The drunkenness suddenly became strong, and the alcohol in the body seemed to react with the blood, and there was a slightly sour and astringent feeling when it flowed through the limbs.
He retracted his gaze and looked into the distance again, this time he saw Qin Qingzhuo. Qin Qingzhuo was chatting with the person standing next to him, probably met another friend. Jiang Ji realized that Qin Qingzhuo should have many friends in the circle.