June Ansheng

Junhao has been gone for more than ten days.

For the first time, I felt that everything in my life had changed drastically. I began to recall the past frequently, but I began to constantly forget the things that happened not long ago.Everything scares me.The second day after Han Junhao left, the first thing I did when I woke up in the morning was to run to the next room to find him. After walking around the whole room for several times, I realized that he had left long ago up.

I talked about it when I was on the phone with him. I don’t remember exactly what he said at the time. I only know that he told me that I would suddenly start living alone again, and it would be somewhat uncomfortable.

Three years ago, I lost the person I loved the most.And three years later, I lost my dearest person.

Sure enough, good luck tricks people.

"Sir, take it, here is your cake." The waiter smiled and nodded at me, and handed over a big cake box.I thanked her with a smile, and walked out of the cake shop with the box in hand.Today's weather is getting warmer, and the temperature in the evening is also warm. Breathing this kind of air, it seems that my mood will also improve.

I ran all the way back to the dormitory. On the way, a few friends who had some contacts on weekdays asked who the cake was for, but I just passed it vaguely.Back in the dormitory, I put down the cake with some excitement, took off my coat and sat on the sofa, opening my mouth to call Han Junhao's name.

The room was quiet, and I made a very loud noise, but it soon calmed down again.I looked at the deep doorway next to my own room, and shut my mouth wisely.

When I just woke up in the morning, I received a message from Han Junhao, saying that I would like to wish that old friend in far away China a happy birthday for him. Although they are not familiar with each other, they should still say a birthday greeting after weighing it. He knows that I care. .

I think I still know who Han Junhao is talking about, but I’m sorry my good brother, your birthday wishes to him can only be sent to me, I can’t send them to him for you.

At the end of the message, Han Junhao said that he was sorry that he could not accompany me like in previous years, and that the cake could only be eaten by myself, so he kindly told me to buy a smaller one, and he also gave me the basic size of the cake.

Brother, do you think I can't get well without you?

Opening the cake box, a burst of aroma rushed to the tip of my nose. I subconsciously licked my lips and took out the cake.

Is it not suitable to order cakes written in Chinese in South Korea? The four characters "Nangong Xiayun" are written crookedly, and there are also stroke errors.I stared at the cake for a while, took out my phone to take a picture, and when my fingertips slid across the column of the album, the handsome and indifferent man on the cover made me stop for a moment.That's the only photo of Nangong Xiayun I have left. After three years, I still haven't been able to delete it.

In the photo, he and I are hugging each other and smiling so happily.

The cake and my hand holding the knife were recorded by the mobile phone, as if everything stopped at the best moment.I looked at the photo I took with satisfaction, glanced at the cover of the album from the corner of my eye, turned off the phone screen with difficulty, and then raised the corners of my mouth again.

Picking up a fork and digging a little into my mouth, my gaze was still on the sliced ​​cake, as if something was missing, but everything seemed perfect.I blinked, picked up the cake plate and opened my mouth to bite. Before my teeth touched the sweet cream, I stopped again.

I think I know what's missing.

The birthday songs in previous years were all sung by Han Junhao. I know that my rough voice is not good for singing, and I am always out of tune.Junhao's voice is very comfortable, warm and soothing.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to sing it myself. After all, there is no one in the dormitory. As long as it is not too loud, the dormitory next door should not be heard.I have learned the Chinese birthday song, so there should be no problem.

"Happy Birthday,

Happy birthday to you,

Happy birthday to you,

Happy birthday to you. "

I repeated the lyrics four times according to what I could only recall. When I was about to finish singing, I clenched my fingers and tried hard to control the pitch.When I came back to my senses, I found that the paper plate of the cake had been crumpled by half.

"Brother, brother! Look at me, listen to me, the song I sang is finally...finally not out of tune...!" I excitedly shouted to the back room, but the voice became smaller and smaller in the end. Until the last sound is choked out.I only felt a tightness in my throat, and I opened my mouth to bite on the cake. First, I had to suppress the intense grief that came from the bottom of my heart to the root of my teeth.But I forgot, the texture of the cake is destined to make it impossible for me to get vent.The moment the tooth collided with the tooth, I felt my tears fall uncontrollably.

Just like the self I had spurned in my heart countless times, I cried out defenselessly.

Tears fell drop by drop on the cake, melted the cream, and flowed down the plate along the edge of the cake, carrying a crystal clear aroma.

All emotions are left to the mind.All decisions are left to the body.

——No matter what, take care of yourself, if you can't wait any longer, just give up.It's actually not worth the wait.

"I'm sorry, I can't wait any longer. I didn't see clearly until now."

——Brother is gone, you have to be well.

"You're not here, let me take care of myself."

—Come back, there are still people waiting for you.

"it is good."

"Teacher, remove the name, it's time for me to go."

I walked downstairs to the dormitory with my suitcase, and some friends I didn’t know came to see me off, most of them were young boys who had just joined the company, and some girls.I said goodbye to them one by one with a smile, bowed to thank them for their blessings, and unnaturally recalled the expression on his face when I asked the teacher to remove him.As expected, I realized it too late, too late, and when I arrived late and everyone around me left me, I suddenly woke up.

I stopped a taxi by the side of the road, and I finally turned around and waved to the person who saw me off, then got into the car, with the few luggage just leaning against my side.I vaguely heard a few brothers who usually play well not far away calling for me to come out to play together in the future. I smiled and said nothing, and signaled the driver to drive.

It's been almost six years. I have never been able to stick to one thing for so long in my life, but I finally gave up because I should give up after all.I will not regret the six years I have persisted. I will bury the memories of this period of time in a place where I will never see them again in this life.Buried together with all my past.

Pulling out the phone, I opened the settings page, and my index finger stayed in one position for a long time before pressing down.Format the memory card, take my past and let it disappear together, I think I need a new life.

The phone only backed up some very important things, things that I would never be willing to delete in my life.

Putting down the phone, I looked at the way to the airport.

Inside the folder of the passport is a ticket to fly to China.

Fly to, Guangdong, Guangzhou.

Book Two: Original Sin