I was a little uneasy, always feeling that what I was about to go to was not a recital but a haunted house adventure. The sky has been gloomy since I first sat in the taxi, and the roaring wind blew the gravel, fallen leaves and black plastic bags on the ground into the air. Didn’t it say that this year is a warm spring? But it seemed that the air-conditioning from Siberia did not go far. Instead, it circled the hills around Ancheng and blew back. His exposed ears clearly felt stinging. Zheng Yucheng wrapped his frozen body tightly in a thin shirt, At this moment, not only him, but also the entire gray Ancheng was shivering in the cold wind.
I feel flustered and my heartbeat is very strong! But no matter how cold the wind was, it was still no match for the fire burning in my chest.
"I'm sorry, you don't have a ticket, so we don't have the authority to let you in. Besides, no noise is allowed in the concert hall, so it's really not convenient for us to help you broadcast and find someone."
Zheng Yucheng's hand that tightened the strap of his bag was trembling slightly. He reluctantly thanked him and walked to the revolving door with a complicated expression. At this moment, wisps of green smoke began to float into the gray sky.
He sat on the stone steps in front of the Golden Palace for an unknown amount of time. It was probably after the sky turned completely dark that he thought about taking off his satchel. At this time, a passenger train marked with the Hibiscus number had stopped on the asphalt road in front of him. . And the dark crowd began to pour out of the hall behind Zheng Yucheng.
"School girl Zhuxuan should be coming out soon. Will she be angry with me?" Zheng Yucheng said to himself in his heart. Among the crowd, a girl wearing a light purple dress stood out. The moment he confirmed his eyes, the cold air suddenly became very hot.
"I'm sorry Juhyun, I didn't mean to be late. Something unexpected happened on the way here."
You must lower your head. Zheng Yucheng, who kept his head lowered from beginning to end, almost knelt down and kowtowed.
"Oh?! What else can happen? I was late this morning, and again at night!" Song Zhuxuan laughed disapprovingly, and her voice was so cold and charming.
"Zhuxuan, please listen to my explanation. I actually went out very early. Then on the bus, I saw a disrespectful uncle..." Seeing that she didn't believe it, Zheng Yucheng argued anxiously.
"Why are you nervous? They said it doesn't matter, and in my opinion, you and I are just ordinary alumni who have no relationship. My intention is just not to waste a ticket. Senior, are you thinking too much? !" It wasn't that he was so angry that he couldn't control himself, but that he was indifferent from the bottom of his heart. Before Zheng Yucheng could finish speaking, Song Zhuxuan interrupted him.
"No, Zhuxuan..." The anxious thoughts were like railroad tracks extending infinitely in all directions, especially after Song Zhuxuan blinked his eyes exaggeratedly and hard, he didn't know where they were leading.
"Senior, please don't mind. What I said was not an angry comment at all, because I was accompanied by an ordinary alumni out of kindness, so I waited at the door for a short while out of politeness, and then went straight in to watch the performance after the waiter urged me a second time." The snowflakes that were all collected in Song Zhuxuan's eyes seemed to be impatient with waiting, and now they began to rush out of the dark pupils.
"No matter what, I feel that I am too late. If you have time tomorrow night, I will invite you to..." Under the dim street light, Song Zhuxuan's face was like a lottery ticket in life, but also like a hidden face. The trump card in the dark is still uncertain and makes people look forward to it.
"No, I have an appointment tomorrow night. And the performance day is coming soon. I need to practice day and night recently. If you have nothing else to say, senior, I will go back first."
After Song Zhuxuan left, Zheng Yucheng silently sat back on the stone steps. The street lamps on both sides were dim, and the raindrops were flying and dancing in the small light like lamp moths, and something like that seemed to be moving in his heart. Unknowingly, raindrops seemed to have drifted into his eyes, and his entire vision was foggy. Zheng Yucheng quickly covered his face with his hands.
Such is the world of young people. Vitality shines everywhere, enthusiasm roams everywhere, but of course there will also be moments when frustration will blow you down into decadence. On a bright afternoon, high-pitched guitar and lingering piano sounds came from the music club. The next moment, the green ball started flying left and right between the bats like a shooting star. Under Song Zhuxuan's favorite wisteria tree, a pair of lovers sat side by side, holding paper cups in their hands and gradually bent down amid the loud laughter. Pei Ke, who had just delivered the lunch boxes, rushed to the self-study building, where many students were busy.
"I have finally found you, Brother Yucheng. I am entrusted by someone. Does the promise I made to the pockmarked schoolgirl in advance still count?"
Zheng Yucheng lowered his head with a frown, and his throat, which was always used to swallowing saliva, did not move at all.
"Isn't it just a missed date! Brother Yucheng, you are about to enter the society, can you not be so depressed! It is hard to find these three-legged toads, but beauties are everywhere. Wait until you make a lot of money The bowl is full, not to mention Song Joo-hyun, but Wang Joo-hyun, Lee Joo-hyun, and Son Joo-hyun, all because of just one word from you, Mr. Zheng!"
"Well, can you just leave me alone for a while?"
Also starting from that night, neither Zheng Yucheng nor Pei Kemian, who shuttled between the library, music building and study room all day long, had seen Song Zhuxuan again. Just when Yucheng silently warned himself to give up, the leisurely laughter of Song Zhuxuan and other male classmates suddenly reached his ears from the pavilion on campus. Another time, when his best friend Pei Kemian went to the music classroom alone to deliver food, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Song Zhuxuan sitting among a circle of boys chatting enthusiastically.
"Actually, the day you came to us to cover, I knew it would happen sooner or later. Song Joo-hyun is the only daughter of Song Sung-min, the chairman of TVA Group, the most potential young artist to develop into a pianist, and she has an otherworldly face. Life No matter who a girl with such a flawless resume takes the initiative to get close to, everyone will be very excited. But have you ever thought about it, we will just be a group of ordinary workers in the future, how can a goddess like you?"
Pei Kemian was telling the truth, but Zheng Yucheng would still be immersed in the alternating emotions of joy and sadness all day long. If he could show up at Song Zhuxuan's side on time that day, would everything go in the direction he imagined? Looking at the lifelike picture book on his best friend's desk, Zheng Yucheng's eyes immediately flashed into a gorgeous sunset, but soon he returned to his loneliness in the basins of cold water from Pei Kemian.
Perhaps his body and mind had been in a state of extreme heat for too long. As Zheng Yucheng was tossing and turning in bed, sparks in his mind instantly spread to his cheeks.
Unable to turn on the light, he used the dim moonlight to dig out the code book that he had kept for ten years. On the title page was a portrait painted by Pei Kemian with Song Zhuxuan's name. Although there was a relationship between him and Song Zhuxuan today. There are differences in temperament, but for him this is the incarnation of himself.
"Zhuxuan...Zhuxuan!" Zheng Yucheng complained breathlessly as he faced the dark surroundings. Suddenly he seemed to remember something and rummaged for his cell phone from the bedside table.
"Hey! I've figured it out. After my mother's birthday party is over, I will divorce Li Chengmei."
