Goodbye Midsummer 2

Finally, he returned to the city.

When the bus drove into the familiar avenue, he leaned against the window and looked at the speeding road signs outside, and when those familiar road names jumped into his eyes, he really felt: I am back.

It was as if the half-month in the mountain village had been half-real and half-real dreams.

After getting off the bus, they moved their luggage into the hotel one after another.The city is not like the countryside, there are not so many houses that can accommodate them, and there are not so many local residents who can welcome them unsuspectingly. They can only stay in the hotel and wander around the city for the rest of the time. Come experience Chinese city life.

Unlike the countryside, where everything is very new, cities, both foreign and domestic, are almost the same, and there are few truly surprising new things.In the process of helping these American students experience life in Chinese cities, the only thing Qin Yang did was to teach them how to use Chinese mobile payments.In the first few days, Qin Yang personally demonstrated, teaching them how to use Alipay and WeChat to pay for taxis, how to scan QR codes in supermarkets and street stalls, how to use shared bicycles parked on the roadside, and how to order food online... In short, it is Teach them how to survive the city without spending any cash.

From their amazement at the beginning, to their familiarity later.Now, a week has passed, and they are proficient in using various APPs to facilitate their lives.And ProjectHorizon's Chinese urban and rural experience activities have also come to an end.

On the last night, everyone held a break-up meeting in an authentic Chinese food stall.The next day everyone was going to board the plane back home, so on this last night, these blond men and women were somewhat presumptuous.Amidst the noise, Qin Yang noticed Andre's gaze on him.

Their eyes met, they got up tacitly, and walked slowly to the quiet river.

The sound of classmates playing in the food stall not far away can still be heard, but under the cool wind blowing by the river, there is a kind of silence and peace between the two of them at this moment.

"I heard from the professor that you want to stay." Andre spoke first.

"My family is here, and it's rare to go back to China. I want to stay here for a few days."

"Can I see you again?" He rubbed his hair disheveled by the night wind, and looked at Qin Yang sincerely.

"Of course I will go back to the United States, after all, I haven't finished reading the book." Qin Yang looked back at him, "If you want, I will always be your friend."

A wry smile floated on the corner of Andre's mouth: "You know very well that I don't just want to be friends."

That day, by the side of the mountain lake, Qin Yang kissed Andre in the chaos.

However, within a second, he pushed Andre away with his own hands.

It was at that second that he knew that he could not deceive himself, that would be irresponsible to himself and unfair to Andre.

That day, he told Andre clearly that he could not accept his love.

His heart was occupied by another person, so many years, never changed.He couldn't casually look for another replacement, that would be an insult to the relationship.

Although Andre was unwilling, he accepted it.

Now, facing the separation, Andre showed reluctance, but Qin Yang showed no room for change, which also made him extinguish the last trace of fantasy.

In the end, Andre still sighed, and said with a wry smile: "That person is so lucky to get your love."

Qin Yang could only smile wryly, unable to say a word.

Andre, you know what?The one I love doesn't want my love.

The next day, he saw off the noisy group of classmates at the airport.When the taxi driver asked him where he was going, he suddenly froze.

Yes, where should I go?

He wanted to see Shen Yi, but was afraid of seeing Shen Yi.

He hasn't rehearsed the facial expressions and dialogues when they meet.I was afraid that when I saw that face, my mind would go blank, and I would say reckless words and do reckless things.

How desperate love is, how tortured reunion is.

He looked out the window blankly, said a place casually, and the taxi drove forward slowly.

The place where he said it unconsciously was the high school he attended.

The gatekeeper at the school gate has not changed, still sitting leisurely in the gate pavilion with white hair and a cup of tea.Seeing that he was not like a student of our school, the uncle dutifully asked him to register, so he let him in.

Near the end of the term, the school stopped all physical education classes.On the playground in summer, without the figures of students running and jumping, it always looks a little lonely.The sun was too bright, and after a few minutes of walking under the sun, my body was covered with sweat.He hurried to the boulevard, and under the shade of the trees, he was finally able to catch his breath.

He sat down on the bench in the boulevard, looked at the basketball court in the distance, recalled the days when he played with Wen Yu and Dazhi, and gradually developed a feeling that things were different.

Both Wen Yu and Dazhi are going to university in other places now, and it is also a busy exam week, so they probably don't have much time to pay attention to him.

He had little contact with the rest of the class.After all, after going to the United States that year, he didn't want to have too much involvement with the country, and many people's contact information was deleted.

Back then, I naively thought that I would never come back.

However, three years later, he returned here.

On a midsummer afternoon, the sound of reading can be heard from the teaching building ahead.

He suddenly remembered the poem engraved in his mind when his Chinese teacher explained modern poetry one afternoon three years ago.

i want to draw the morning

draw dew

the smile that can be seen

draw all the youngest

love without pain

draw in imagination

my sweetheart

she has never seen a cloud

her eyes are the color of the sky

she always looks at me

forever, watch

never turn around suddenly

I don't know why, after so many years, he still remembers that poem, the sadness in his heart when he first read it, and the tears that welled up for no reason.

Now even if I recite silently in my heart, my eyes are sore.

——It would be great if my lover could be like that in the poem.

—Look at me forever, forever.

——Never turn around suddenly.

"Qin Yang?"

A familiar voice suddenly came from ahead.

His heart trembled, and the moment he looked up, he heard the sound of the dam in his heart breaking.

Shen Yi, who has not seen him for three years, is now standing under the shade of a tree, looking at him in amazement as if he just stepped out of a painting.

The sun fell on them, and the breeze blew between them.Three years passed between them.

So strange, yet so familiar.

How much he wanted to rush over desperately and hug that person.

But he could only stand up slowly and speak slowly:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

full of strangeness.

full of loneliness.