He would often ask the handsome young man who called him in a cold voice, "In what capacity are you speaking to me?"
The man named Yan Xi was no longer as eloquent as he usually was. He was often at a loss and embarrassed, saying, "I'm sorry. You can perhaps think of me as her father or brother. This is how I feel when my daughter or sister gets married. Please understand."
However, when the father and brothers of a certain family went to great lengths, they would often mention H City in a gentle tone when they appeared on TV shows, saying, "What a wonderful place it is! Beautiful mountains and clear waters. When I die in my old age, bury me there."
That place is so wonderful, so wonderful, where you, Ah Heng, were, will be my wife and the mother of my children.
Gu Feibai was speechless, and the scenes that flashed through his mind were just that—flashes.
All the past has vanished like smoke. He thinks of her, but all he can do is remain infatuated with that little girl from City B back then.
Back then, beside that young boy, there was a little girl in a soft sweater who, when her mask was removed, smiled gently and said to him, "I'm sorry."
I'm sorry, I'm not the person you're looking for.
The year was 1999.
In 2003, Gu Feibai reached out and pulled up the gentle woman in the white coat, saying, "One, two, three, silly girl, stop crying."
He smiled through his red eyes and handed her his phone. It was just longing; how difficult that was.
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When Mr. Li brought them back to the school, it was already June.
At that time, the entire school was under lockdown, and a ban was issued, prohibiting all students from leaving the school without permission, otherwise they would be expelled.
A few days after Aheng returned to the dormitory, a girl in the next dormitory had a persistent high fever. Soon after, one after another, people in the building developed fevers and were sent to the school hospital for isolation. Most of the remaining people were also isolated in their dormitories because of the seriousness of the situation. The school sent people to bring food in from the cafeteria for three meals a day.
Later, two of them were diagnosed at the school hospital.
Therefore, they will have to be quarantined in their dormitory for another two weeks.
Xiao Wu was extremely sad and cried all day long—"My man! He finally came to H City, and I don't even know if I can make it in time."
Aheng had a sudden thought and stammered, "Fifth Sister... what did you say about Yan hope?"
Xiao Wu glanced at her – a heartless wretch, only knowing how to have fun with Gu Feibai in the hospital. Yan hope announced a few days ago that after hosting the nationwide large-scale condolence performance tour, he would completely withdraw from the public eye. The Z Grand Auditorium in H City was the last stop.
Ah Heng was dumbfounded, stammering—he didn't tell me anything. I called him, but he didn't say anything…
Xiao Wu asked, "So what did you talk about?"
I told him I'm alive and healthy, and that I haven't been able to eat candy in a long time since the whole school went into quarantine TOT. He said he's also alive and doing well, and that his school didn't have a quarantine, so he hasn't had candy in a long time either, since he doesn't like candy...
Xiao Wu coughed up blood, suppressing the urge to kill the two children, then sighed and looked at her, "Now you know, Yan hope is indeed coming."
Aheng asked when.
Xiao Wu said, "Five days later."
Ah Heng TOT, so we're still in quarantine...
That little brat is so stupid, so incredibly stupid! I'll have a male classmate wait for us downstairs; we're on the second floor, we're sure we can climb out!
Ah Heng was disheartened; even if he went, with so many people around, he might not even see him.
Xiao Wu clenched his fist and grinned. "Yan hope's last hosting gig! We've been waiting at the auditorium entrance since noon to reserve seats! I refuse to believe it!!"
Then, the two children painstakingly dug it out.
Then, looking back suddenly, I realized I didn't have a ticket. Tragic...
Xiao Wu was furious. He had planned everything perfectly, but his mother had completely forgotten about the tickets.
Seeing the bloodstains on her hands from climbing over the wall, our child's eyes welled up with tears—Fifth Sister, you said you'd definitely see Yanxi, right? I haven't seen him for three months! Yanxi T________T
Xiao Wu chuckled awkwardly, "How about we listen to the noise outside? Yan hope's hosting voice is really loud, cough."
Ah Heng continued, tears welling in her eyes, banging on the auditorium door. "Yan Xi! T______________T"
So, longing is like this: a child holds it in, holds it in until they're constipated, holds it in until they can't remember anymore, and that's fine. But the key is, don't give the child a chance! Finally, their sweetheart is right in front of them, but they're blocked outside by some damn door! You, would you block them or not?!
Then a bespectacled man who looked like an assistant walked over, pulled his glasses up to his nose, compared the photo in his hand for a long time, and pulled the child's braid—"Girl, is that you? Are you Wen Heng?"
Ah Heng turned around sadly, "Who is it?"
The bespectacled man chuckled, noting how much darker and thinner he looked than in the photos.
Ah Heng = =. Who are you?
Oh, I forgot to mention, the guy with glasses is Yan hope's assistant. He told me to keep an eye on you and take you directly to the VIP seat.
In an instant, this world became a place of birdsong and fragrant flowers, spring-like weather all year round, and vibrant life.
Xiao Wu flashed his glasses, grabbed Aheng, and dashed inside. Holding a glow stick, he proudly took a seat in the first row amidst the throng of people.
Cough, on the left is the director of the academic affairs office, and on the right... is the deputy director of the academic affairs office.
I just waved my glow stick for a bit, DJ YAN, I love you, like a mouse loves rice.
Someone poked her from behind.
Kid, be quiet for a bit.
Xiao Wu turned his head and saw... oh, that familiar, kind old man! Isn't that... isn't that... the principal? TOT
Tears welled up as I looked at the stage. Damn, men, you really know how to arrange seating.
When Yan hope was announcing the program, he saw them come in. He smiled, continued to concentrate, and spoke in a clear and melodious voice, his youthful spirit shining brightly.
Ah Heng sat in the audience, watching him intently.
This is quite different from usual.
It seemed as if its entire body radiated a soft, beautiful, yet indistinct glow, like that of a firefly in midsummer.
Xiao Wu looked at the program schedule and screamed, "Aheng, Aheng! In a little while, Yan hope will have another song, something like 'Autumn Sea'!"
Ah Heng gasped – He was singing?
"What's wrong?" Xiao Wu asked, puzzled.
Ah Heng said sheepishly, "You should find some earplugs first, or don't blame me if you go deaf later."
Xiao Wu got excited. "What?! You have no idea how good Yan hope's 'My Prayer' is! I live on that song for every meal! I'm telling you, you can't slander him just because you live in the same house as him! >=<"
Ah Heng = =. I slandered him? Forget it, he's just that tone-deaf guy...
Then, I can't remember if it was the fourth or fifth performance from the end, Yan hope stood in the center of the stage with the microphone.
The man seemed to be chanting with his life.
I often wake up in the middle of the night with lonely fantasies.
If you can see the sea when you open the window
Does it exist when it is forgotten?
His choice to leave also negated love.
From that day on I discovered
Some of the dead didn't want a future.
The sea doesn't understand those who ride the waves.
Summer is over and will never come back.
Like footprints on the beach, still vivid and clear.
Waiting for time to bury
I still don't understand how love can be replaced.
Confused, I dare not reach out to love again.
A gray-blue mood longs for summer.
The sea in autumn
I often wake up in the middle of the night with lonely fantasies.
If you can see the sea when you open the window
Does it exist when it is forgotten?
The sea doesn't understand those who ride the waves.
Summer is over and will never come back.
Like footprints on the beach, still vivid and clear.
Waiting for time to bury
I still don't understand how love can be replaced.
Confused, I dare not reach out to love again.
A gray-blue mood longs for summer.
The sea in autumn
I still don't understand how love can be replaced.
Confused, I dare not reach out to love again.
A gray-blue mood longs for summer.
The sea in autumn
He sang "The Forgotten Moment," adjusting his steps to the very front of the stage. He bent down, took a blue, transparent candy from his suit pocket, looked deeply into Aheng's eyes, gently fed it to her, then smiled indulgently, patted her head, leaned back, and lay on the stage, his forehead bright, gazing at the sky. Holding the microphone in one hand, he sang a requiem song amidst the crowd.
He sang, he chose to leave, and he also denied love.
He said he never understood that love could be replaced.
The sea never understood, but my dear, do you understand?
Do you understand?
Chapter 81
Chapter 81