Laws of Spirit Recycling

After dinner, the two went out for a walk, and walked around the park next to the community. Due to the late time, they were staggered with the residents who walked on weekdays, so they happened to be quiet and leisurely.

After returning home to wash up, they watched variety shows together on the sofa in their pajamas. There was almost no laughing matter, but Yao Yu could make a foolish smile.In fact, it's not because of the jokes in the TV show, but more because of the mood.

Reunion is already a joy, not to mention the details of getting along with old friends.Yao Yu never thought that there would be such a moment. He and Wang Xiuyuan chatted one after another, took a walk side by side, ate at the table face to face, and watched innocuous programs together. These are ordinary things for ordinary friends. For me, it's as fresh as trying it for the first time.

This feeling seems to be a continuation of the previous friendship, and it seems to be blurred into a different situation.

It was eleven o'clock after watching the show, and he turned off the lights and entered the bedroom. Yao Yu lay on the bed and complained slightly: "It's still early, I used to go to bed after twelve o'clock, and I took a nap in the afternoon, so I'm not sleepy now. .”

"You can see it at any time, which means you don't need to wake up at 12 o'clock. In this case, you don't have to hurry." Wang Xiuyuan turned off the bedside lamp and looked at Yao Yu's face by the moonlight. God, did you also wake up in the middle of the night with the alarm clock on?"

"I didn't set the alarm clock. I'm afraid the alarm clock is too deliberate and you won't show up."

Wang Xiuyuan smiled and said, "Are you afraid that the alarm clock will scare me?"

"you can say it this way."

"You don't need to do this in the future, well, you can go to sleep."

Yao Yu pulled back the quilt, adjusted to a more comfortable position and looked at the person sitting beside his bed: "I really can't sleep, why don't you tell a story."

"I don't have a story, and I don't know other people's stories." Wang Xiuyuan answered briefly.

"Didn't you read books in the study these days? Have you seen any novels you like? You can tell me about them. Many books were bought in the past. Now I am busy with work and don't have time to review them. Anyway, at this time you and I both When you are free, just talk about any topic."

After a moment of silence, Wang Xiuyuan said: "I've read a few novels, but I don't have much impression of the content. If you really want to hear it, I can read a poem to you. This poem is found in the excerpt you wrote casually. "

"My excerpt?" Yao Yu was surprised, but his eyes glowed with anticipation. "It should be used for the campus broadcast in college. You can read it."

Wang Xiuyuan turned his eyes to the window, stared at a dark place, and spoke slowly.

What does my name mean to you?

it will die,

Like the sea lapping on a seawall,

The melancholy gurgling of the waves,

Like the faint night sound in the dense forest.

it will be in the yellow pages of the yearbook

leave a dark mark,

like in a language no one understands

Patterns carved on tombstones.

What's the point of it?

it has long been forgotten

In new violent storms,

it won't give you heart

Brings pure, tender memories.

But in your lonely, sad days,

Please read my name quietly,

And say: Someone is thinking of me,

In the world I live in a person's heart.

His voice is steady and slow, like the morning bell and evening drum in a temple in a remote mountain, making a heavy sound without sadness or joy, echoing in the heart of another person.

It was deep mountains and dense forests, which surrounded Yao Yu heavily.He closed his eyes as the surging emotions rushed up his sore throat, and tears slipped silently from the corners of his eyes.

"Good night." Wang Xiuyuan got up and was about to leave, but when he was about to reach the door, he was stopped by someone behind him.

After calming down, Yao Yu sat on the bed and asked, "Have you heard my radio program, and do you know the origin of the name 'Yuanyuan'?"

Wang Xiuyuan didn't look back, "No matter what the source is, it has its meaning, but it's not important to me."

The door closed, leaving Yao Yu deep in thought.

"They're on the phone." When Yu Yan and Fu Jianchi entered the room, they saw Wang Xiuyuan sitting on the sofa holding a mobile phone without turning on the light, and knew who the person on the other end of the phone was without thinking.

Fu Jianchi finally agreed to Yu Yan's request to go out and play, which was tantamount to a vacation.Although Yu Yan is often half-official and half-joy-seeking, with the approval of his boss, there are not many opportunities to experience his favorite hobbies during the mission as he pleases.The afternoon passed quickly, and when Yu Yan reluctantly walked out of the botanical garden, he began to plan in his mind where to go for the next excursion.

Before Yao Yu got off work, he returned to the apartment in order to continue to observe every move of the undead and humans.

Yu Yan leaned against the fence, and the evening wind blew gently, "...it will not bring pure and gentle memories to your heart. But on your lonely and sad days, please think of me quietly name……"

After finishing the reading in a whisper, Fu Jianchi looked at him, "I have a good memory."

"I found it in the study this morning." Yu Yan smiled slightly.Immediately said: "Far away... I know the origin of this name."

"Just now?"

"I didn't pay attention before." Yu Yan answered naturally.Feeling cold on his forehead, he stretched out his hand: "Mr. Fu, it's raining."

"Every time I encounter this kind of drunken caller, I feel helpless. They either don't say a word, or talk endlessly, which is difficult to control. However, I have encountered a hotline called by a 12-year-old girl playing with her mother's mobile phone. Compared to that... today's drunk is nothing."

"Before, I was still wondering if most of your shows were fake, but I didn't expect that every phone call was real, so there are quite a lot of situations like today, right? When you meet a drunk who keeps crying, you just disconnect alright."

"We have a rule that the caller cannot be cut off immediately, and he cried very sadly..."

Wang Xiuyuan smiled and said, "After being an anchor for so long, you are still the same."

"Otherwise, what do you think I will become?" Yao Yu on the phone asked back, before waiting for an answer, he continued to say, "By the way, the little girl who called me on the show earlier, do you know what she said? "

Wang Xiuyuan cooperated and said, "Could it be that you are looking for your mother?"

There was a smile in Yao Yu's voice: "She asked me where to recharge the game General Shield."

"Then you didn't tell her, and told her to study hard and not be addicted to games."

"you know me well."

"Because this hasn't changed at all, as I said just now." The room was pitch black, and looking out, there were only dots of lights from the opposite building, "Where have you been?"

"Yingzhong Road, there are only two stops left."

"Ah."

The two were silent, and neither of them hung up the phone first.The mobile phone close to the ear is slowly getting hot, like the temperature emanating from the depths of the heart. They are holding a small modern device, thousands of miles away, but they are gradually approaching through an invisible antenna, transmitting Each other's voices, thoughts, and some kind of irrepressible emotion.

"It looks like it's raining."

Wang Xiuyuan got up and walked to the balcony. The slanting rain was falling fiercely. Broken bead curtains scattered on the balcony, making a knocking sound, "You get off the train and wait for me at the platform, don't leave."

"No need for me—"

Before the person on the phone finished speaking, Wang Xiuyuan pressed the hang up button.Turning around to look for an umbrella in the living room, Yu Yan also followed and said, "Are you going to give him an umbrella?"

Wang Xiuyuan didn't answer, he picked up a black umbrella, and when he saw that there was a blue umbrella next to him, Yu Yan took it away first.

"I'm going too." Yu Yan took the umbrella with both hands as a matter of course.

The rain came in the dark night, and it fell harder and harder. When they were walking on the road, they found that there were very few pedestrians.Due to Yao Yu's work, the off-duty time was later than ordinary office workers, so when Wang Xiuyuan approached the platform, he immediately saw the people on the empty platform.

At the same time, Yao Yu also spotted him, "Wang Xiuyuan."

The people under the white light of the station sign smiled like stars, and Wang Xiuyuan walked onto the platform with an umbrella, "Let's go."

Yao Yu looked down: "There are two umbrellas at home, didn't you find the other one? I remember putting them together."

"Maybe you remember wrongly."

"Anyway, it's not far from the community, that's all." Yao Yu walked into the umbrella.

The rain is long, sliding down along the arc of the umbrella, accumulating on the tip of the umbrella buckle and forming a rain line, which continuously falls vertically beside him.They walked slowly in unison, and they could clearly see the small water splashes under their feet.

"Thank you for coming to pick me up." Yao Yu's voice, like the rain falling quietly in the palm of his hand, was transparent and cool, giving Wang Xiuyuan the long-lost throbbing.

"Your illness is just right. If you get rained today, you may relapse tomorrow." He tried his best to make his voice seem as casual as usual.

Yao Yu, who has been smiling since we met, now has a deeper smile on his face: "It turns out that there is a cohabiting roommate who is so convenient. When it rains, he collects the quilt and gives him an umbrella. Not even prepared."

"You can pay attention to the weather forecast every day."

Yao Yu glanced at the time: "Go back at this time, the weather forecast is over."

Wang Xiuyuan said indifferently, "It's over when it's over."

"Anyway, with you here, it doesn't matter if it's sunny or rainy."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the intrusion of the sound of rain continued to be heard above their heads. In the small world, they had never heard of it.

Noticing Wang Xiuyuan's movement of raising the umbrella leaning towards him, Yao Yu said, "You always say that I am still the same, and I think you are the same, the same Wang Xiuyuan I knew in high school."

"Really? Where is the same?"

"I will think about my friends." Yao Yu's candid and sincere expression was very clear when they were very close, making the other party not know how to reply for a moment.

"Sometimes I don't think about it that much, most of it is done by myself." Wang Xiuyuan looked into the misty rain scene in the distance, and said in a tone that seemed to have just been discovered: "Should we go when it rains so heavily?" Hurry up, go back early?"

"It's almost there, there's no need to hurry."

Looking at Yao Yu, his eyes fell on his right shoulder, Wang Xiuyuan said: "Your shoulder is wet, you have to rush soon."

Having said that, he quickened his pace, Yao Yu had no choice but to keep in line with him under the umbrella with a smile.