embrace the moon

The long street is windy, dark and lonely.

Gu Yu fastened his seat belt, leaned on the seat, and stared at the front silently.Guan Xiaoli started the car, and asked him casually, "Jian Qiao got back together with you?"

"...No," Gu Yu didn't expect him to ask directly, and added after a while, "I haven't broken up with him."

Holding the steering wheel, Guan Xiaoli suddenly smiled, not knowing whether she thought the words were absurd or deceiving herself.

No matter what others think, Gu Yu felt that in the few conversations with Jian Qiao, he could feel that he had changed.It turned into an appearance that he had vaguely seen before, but it became more and more obvious now.

It was difficult for him to describe to others what it was.

At the end of the forum, Chen Fangxu made an appointment with Jian Qiao, saying that before he left, he would show him what Moscow was like, a place that had appeared countless times in their college textbooks.

There are countless scenic spots in Moscow, and Chen Fangxu guessed in his heart that Jianqiao should be most interested in the Tretyakov Museum of Fine Arts.So in the morning he stole Guan Xiaoli's car keys and took him to the gallery.

"I don't know what's going on, you've come to Moscow, but Gu Yu still doesn't take you to play," Chen Fangxu said while driving the car, "Don't blame him, he just has a stubborn mouth, and he really misses you."

Jian Qiao suddenly raised his head, "Really."

"I didn't hear him take the initiative to mention you. Every time I mentioned you, he would change the subject." Chen Fangxu said.

Hearing this, Jian Qiao felt mixed feelings, and said with a light smile, "This is also called 'thinking'? How did you judge it?"

"Is it difficult? Every time he drinks too much, he calls you by your name." Chen Fangxu mentioned it calmly.

Jian Qiao was silent for a moment, then replied: "Really, what did you say?"

"Just a few words back and forth, 'Jian Qiao, you are finished', 'Jian Qiao, come here', 'Jian Qiao, Jian Qiao, come to the tree to accompany me' and so on."

Jian Qiao laughed, "He didn't call me, but the No.18 bird that flew to the tree."

"Really? How could there be a bird with the same name and surname as you?" Chen Fangxu was very puzzled, and stopped at a red light intersection. The two were silent for a while, and he suddenly asked, "Are you two doing well?"

Jian Qiao was silent, unable to answer for a while.

"The matter of you sealing the pen was quite a big commotion. I don't pay much attention to your circle and I know it."

Jian Qiao lowered his head, looked at his fingertips, and said nothing.No matter what the reasons were at the beginning, he was indeed on the cusp and when his career was most promising, he suddenly quit the art circle, causing frequent speculations.

Five years have passed, and he is too lazy to think about what happened back then.In fact, this is pretty good now. During the five years of silence, he lived a lonely and quiet life, tasted countless emotions of himself, and everything in the world was accumulated in his heart until he could no longer hide it.

When he picked up the paintbrush and created those works in an almost venting and wild way without sleep, under the empty sky, with a sea of ​​flowers on his pillow, clouds and light rain, all the speechlessness turned into a picture scroll.

A five-year hiatus may not be entirely a bad thing.At least for the current works, he couldn't draw them five years ago.

In the famous Tretyakov Gallery, when he looked up at the magnificent paintings, he felt the tremor and sense of loss that are rare in the world and exclusive to him.

In the evening, Chen Fangxu took him to a Chinese restaurant.According to Chen Fangxu, he and Gu Yu often come here, and there are only a handful of authentic Chinese restaurants in Moscow.But the boss and the proprietress of this restaurant are both Chinese. Not only do they cook delicious Chinese food, but they also post couplets and cut window grilles during the Chinese New Year.

"Xiao Chen is here," the proprietress yelled familiarly when she saw Chen Fangxu.Probably because he was used to it, he thought it must be Gu Yu who was following him, so he said without raising his head: "Xiao Gu, the online account you helped me get last time, why is it not working anymore? Please help me to see."

Jian Qiao didn't speak, but when the proprietress looked up, she realized that it wasn't Xiao Gu in front of her, so she smiled awkwardly.Chen Fangxu sat down at a table with ease, and waved to Jian Qiao, "Auntie, I will help you later. This is my friend."

"Ah, hello, hello, go and sit down." The proprietress smiled kindly, and beckoned him to sit down, and the two ordered a few dishes at random.

"Aren't you going to bring it to Xiao Gu today?" The proprietress ticked off the menu and casually mentioned, "He won't be working overtime tonight?"

"Where does he not work overtime?" Chen Fangxu smiled, and glanced at Jian Qiao, "I have to take you back to the hotel later, the food must be cold when you take it home."

"Don't send it to me, just bring him a copy," Jian Qiao said, "You can't be hungry."

"Okay, then Auntie will pack it for him, or the few dishes. Squeeze a glass of juice, his voice is a bit hoarse," Chen Fangxu said, looking at Jian Qiao, and casually joked, "He usually can't starve himself now, and he is with him every day. I said to keep healthy and soak wolfberry, and live to 99."

Jian Qiao smiled.After dinner, I followed Chen Fangxu to their studio. With a crisp "ding", the elevator door opened, and the decoration in front of him was simple and clean.The name of the team hangs high above the door, and it is clear at a glance. There are four big characters - "Hold the moon into your arms".

Hold the moon in your arms.

Jian Qiao stopped, looked up at the signboard in front of him, and felt dazed.

"The name Gu Yu chose has a good meaning, and ideals will come true," Chen Fangxu said casually, and walked past him, "Come in and sit for a while."

It was already very late, and there were only two or three people left in the studio, who were dealing with the last work of the day.Over there, Gu Yu was still in the office, staring at the computer screen engrossed, typing quickly on the keyboard with his fingertips.

There were two knocks on the door, Chen Fangxu opened the door and walked in, put down the lunch box in his hand, "Are you hungry?"

"A little bit," Gu Yu casually glanced at the lunch box on the table, his hands still didn't stop, "I've eaten it, let's share it with Lao Li and the others."

"Okay, then I'll get you some snacks." Chen Fangxu walked out of the office with the lunch box, and gave way at the door. "You go in and have a rest, and I'll pour you a cup of tea."

When Gu Yu heard this, he stopped what he was doing and raised his head.

Jian Qiao walked into the office and looked at him too.

Gu Yu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up and took a step back, "Jian Qiao."

"En." Jian Qiao responded gently.

Gu Yu inadvertently knocked down the two photo frames on the table, hurriedly walked out, "I'm going to check the printer."

His heart was pounding, and he felt inexplicably nervous and distracted even though he hadn't done anything bad.As soon as he walked out of the office, he went back in resignation, pulled off the power cord, and fled the office with his laptop in his arms.

The printer in front of me is printing paper endlessly, and the newly printed paper is still hot, one by one.

Amidst the sound of the machine, Gu Yu stared at the materials piled up and getting thicker, and quietly lost his mind.

That day Wen Zhu asked him what happened afterwards.

Jianqiao's painting was not exhibited after it was destroyed. After several people took turns voluntarily taking the blame, Lao Chen bought it for collection, and the temporary turmoil gradually calmed down.

At that time, Gu Yu always felt that he was an outsider. If he damaged the painting, it would not ruin anyone's future.Who knows that his responsibility alone will still be turned into Gu Qianfan's responsibility, and finally rise to the fault of Huazhoutang.

So Wen Zhu stepped forward. At that time, she was facing the choice of going abroad as an exchange student, so she planned to admit that it was her fault and quit Huazhou Hall.

A series of things went round and round, and in the end it was Lao Chen who bought the painting. Cutting off the works to be exhibited would not be good for his reputation.The public is always forgetful, but what they forget is Jian Qiao's works, but they don't forget Lao Chen's move.

At that time, many people who knew the truth felt that Xu Manyi had done something wrong, but Jian Qiao didn't think so.But he thought that he was not considerate and broke their hearts.

That year Gu Yu went to Lao Chen's house.Jian Qiao's work was processed and hung on the wall, divided into two along the scratches, and counted as two incomplete paintings.

"Look," Lao Chen said, pointing to the painting, "one part is the alley, and the other part is the fire. It's just right."

He always felt that he didn't understand Lao Chen, but at that moment, he suddenly felt that he understood a little bit.Many days after this incident, he finally understood that for Lao Chen, it was really a good thing that the painting was scratched and hung at home.

Gu Yu thought about everything he couldn't figure out. Seven years ago and seven years later, he felt the same loneliness and loss.

It turned out that he had never understood Jianqiao, just like he did not understand Lao Chen, and he couldn't guess how many thoughts he had immersed in the clear spring of art.

Although the spring water is clear, it is also bottomless.

Thinking about it again, it turned out that he knew nothing about his past, family, and dreams.

Jianqiao, Jianqiao, his Jianqiao.

Now, at this moment, sitting so close, waiting for his approach.

On the other side, Jian Qiao approached the desk and picked up the two photo frames that Gu Yu slapped on the desk just now, inside were pictures of two paintings.A portrait of a person above the shoulders, without facial features; a landscape painting of a youth on a pavilion, the one from back then.

It's all from him.

Jian Qiao sighed softly, put down the photo frame, and picked up the third one that was not knocked down.

The above is not a photo of a painting, the pattern is very strange, it looks like audio, row after row, there is no content.

"Jian Qiao, let me take you back, it's so late." Chen Fangxu walked in, and Jian Qiao immediately put down the photo frame.Before he could speak, the two people outside greeted Chen Fangxu and got off work. Chen Fangxu responded, and suddenly his mind cleared, "Hey, I'll go with them. Wait a minute, Gu Yu is also off work. He will see you off."

After speaking, he immediately picked up his coat and ran to the door. When he passed the printer, he winked at Gu Yu, "Don't print it. I'll go back first. Jian Qiao doesn't know the way, so you send him back."

"Huh? What?" Gu Yu was at a loss.When they all left, only he and Jian Qiao were left here staring.

After hesitating for a while, Gu Yu had no choice but to face the reality, and went back to the office bravely.Jian Qiao sat on the sofa, waiting for him quietly.

Gu Yu returned to the desk, not daring to look at him, and said in a deep voice, "I'll pack it up soon."

"Yeah." Jian Qiao still replied lightly, got up and walked to the table.Gu Yu stepped back uncomfortably, Jian Qiao stretched out his hand, tapped the photo frame lightly with his fingertips, and asked, "What does this mean?"

Gu Yu raised his eyes and said, "...Oh, I'm just drawing for fun. You can't just allow great painters to surprise the situation, and not allow those who are useless to draw two strokes."

Jian Qiao kindly reminded, "This is printed by a machine."

"...I, I drew it with a computer," Gu Yu insisted, "You are too traditional, it's normal that you don't understand."

Jian Qiao was helpless, "Gu Yu."

As soon as I heard him call my name Gu Yu, I couldn't do it anymore, so I had to admit, "Oh, it's the audio track of the recording. Let's do it."

Without waiting for Jian Qiao to continue asking, he packed up his things and walked out, Jian Qiao had no choice but to step forward and follow behind him.

"Where is your hotel?" Gu Yu stopped and asked.

Jian Qiao also stopped, thought for a while, and said softly, "I don't remember."

"Do you remember the name of the hotel?" Gu Yu asked again.

Jian Qiao stared at him intently, shook his head, "I don't remember."

"It's not possible," Gu Yu didn't quite believe it, "Please describe it, and I'll help you find it."

"That's right, a house."

"Can you be more careful," Gu Yu was amused by him, "You are just asking the doctor what medicine you buy, and you said capsules are the same reason. How can I find them. Think about it carefully."

"...I can't think of it," Jian Qiao's voice was soft, with his hands in his pockets, he looked very obedient and docile.Gu Yu frowned and stared at him intently, while Jian Qiao also looked at him without hesitation.The two stared at each other for a while.

Jian Qiao suddenly said softly, "I'm sleepy."

Gu Yu was finally defeated, "Okay, then you can make do at my house for the night."

"Well," Jian Qiao chuckled, "By the way, why did you print out those audio tracks?"

"I told you that I drew it." Gu Yu was so embarrassed that he took a few steps forward quickly.

There are many recordings in his mobile phone, and the plain, everyday, and gentle voices are all recorded in it. Every time he listens to it, it is like hearing the sound of time flowing.

Gu Yu lowered his head and opened the recording list on his phone.

At the top of the list, there is a recording from a few days ago.

The author has something to say: the next chapter will change the time warning.