Yizhi

"If someone gave you a boarding pass like that, would you let him on the plane?"

The delicate and nimble girl wore a pair of sunglasses on her nose, her deer-like eyes stared at the crumpled paper that had been soaked and dried for a year, and said nothing.

"It's today, but it's a pity that I got wet and I don't know where to go...do you know that?"

"I don't know, or I'll give you another one... Where do you want to go?"

"Whatever, you can go wherever you say."

The movie ends at this moment.

"what is her name?"

I don’t know which director made the film. Song Yezhi watched it in a daze for the first 10 minutes. When the tone of the film finally brightened, a character similar to the heroine appeared. I forgot which part of the play mentioned the name of the heroine. Son.

"Wang Jingwen." Zhou Yeshan said.

Zhao Huan and shook his head: "I changed it a long time ago, Faye Wong."

Song Yezhi: "...I said the name of the character."

Zhao Huanyu: "I don't know."

Zhou Yeshan: "I don't know."

The director's name, Wong Kar Wai, jumped out on the white screen.

Zhao Huanyu: "Wong Kar Wai's filming is interesting."

Because I don't understand.

Zhou Yeshan said that this film has won many awards.

They decided to watch it again.

The second time, they understood.Probably a policeman fell in love, and later fell in love with a killer; another policeman fell in love, and later fell in love with a girl from a small shop.Two independent stories, taking place in the same place, are connected in one movie willfully by the director.

Oh, the girl's name is Affi.

Tony Leung was talking to himself about the objects in the room. He finally found that the big doll was replaced by Garfield, the tattered pink towel was replaced by a new light green one, the soap was new, and the smell of canned fish had changed.

Song Yezhi stared at the screen, a little distracted.

Ah Fei kept playing back in her mind while doing things while listening to the loud music, while Tony Leung watched her intently in front of the counter.

Deep and lingering, it's up to you to hook you into his world.It's hard not to be moved by this look.

But when people came back to their senses and looked carefully, there was nothing there.

What a difficult question.

The next afternoon, when he saw Yi Qingwei, Song Yezhi was still humming "California Dream" to amuse the birds.Cui Fenghuang, who ignored people for a long time, saw someone coming in the courtyard, and immediately called out for joy.

"Where's Uncle Song? You don't bring Cui Fenghuang with you when you go out for a stroll?"

"I went to the market with Uncle Tao and didn't come back." Song Yezhi took the lunch box in his hand, walked to the kitchen, and asked, "You came so early?"

"Come here when you wake up."

Yi Qingwei smiled slightly, and also stood in front of the birdcage, knocking on the wooden pole with his knuckles.

"What movie did you see yesterday?"

""Chongqing Forest"." Song Yezhi put the lunch box back, stood on the threshold, only a little shorter than Yi Qingwei, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at his eyes with interest, "Have you seen it?"

"have not seen."

"Then you have to take a look, uncle, the male protagonist's eyes are similar to yours."

"Good-looking?" Yi Qingwei lowered his eyelashes and looked back at him.

good looking.

But Song Yezhi didn't answer, jumped off the threshold, walked into the living room, and said, "It's about the same."

Yi Qingwei dislikes him for boasting behind his back and doesn't know how to compliment others. What does "nearly the same" mean.And Song Yezhi absently picked apples in front of the coffee table in the living room, but touched his heart with his right hand, muttering.

They watched the movie three times yesterday, Zhao Huan and fell in love with Faye Wong, they kept saying that Faye Wong and Dou Wei are really good-looking, a natural match.

Could it be... I fell in love with Tony Leung?

Fortunately, Yi Qingwei's question about the midterm exam brought his heartbeat back to normal.

"No.9." Song Yezhi added, "The whole class."

Yi Qingwei walked to him and took an apple, and Song Yezhi handed over the fruit knife in his hand.He didn't answer it, but after thinking about it, he replaced it with Song Yezhi's chipped one.

Song Yezhi didn't mind, he lowered his head and continued to cut.

Yi Qingwei sat on the sofa, weighing No.9 in his heart.

"Song Yezhi."

He obediently complied.

"Do you like studying? Or do you prefer painting, or the violin." Yi Qingwei seemed to be chatting with him.

Song Yezhi didn't answer, he felt that there was no talk of liking or disliking.

"Why are you asking me this all of a sudden?"

Yi Qingwei is usually a person who has no bones when he touches the sofa, not to mention the sponge of Uncle Song's sofa is really soft.He lay down, raised his head, and looked down at the apple peeler at his feet.

"If you like painting, paint and go to Central America. If you like music, learn music and go to Central Music. If you don't feel it's enough, go abroad. See the best."

Song Yezhi chose the easy one first: "I won't go abroad."

One apple is eaten, and the other apple is peeled.

Then the choice is difficult.

After choosing and choosing for a long time, he said, "I don't seem to like anything."

I started to learn painting and violin as long as I can remember. There is no interest in it. It is more like a necessity to accompany me when I grow up.

"Actually, I'm not asking you to choose, I just want to see if you have a path you want to take now." Yi Qingwei was chewing something, but his articulation was clearer because his tone was slower than usual, "It's best if you have it, and it doesn't matter if you don't." .”

He pointed him in a direction for reference.

"Have you ever thought about taking the No.1 exam?"

Song Yezhi was taking his first bite of an apple, and he retracted his teeth abruptly, leaving a slight tooth mark on his face.

"I didn't think about it, and I didn't take the exam."

He didn't strive for strength or win, and he didn't have the awareness to strive for the upper class. Now this achievement is all due to Song Jun's instructions from childhood, not to be allowed to fall into the empress dowager.He receives the best educational resources and is surrounded by elites.He's great, and there's always someone better than him.

Yi Qingwei sat up, sighed by the way, was very close to Song Yezhi, casually put his hands on top of his head, played with the soft hair, gently twisting and kneading slowly.

Yi Qingwei gave Song Yezhi the illusion that he was being coaxed.

"Since there is no path you want to go, go to the path that will never go wrong."

"Never wrong?"

"Study." Yi Qingwei said, "Huh? What do you think?"

While he was in a daze, Yi Qingwei snatched the apple from his hand.

Song Yezhi quickly snatched it: "I bitten it."

Yi Qingwei blocked his leaning body with his arms, and his mouth was already eating: "I have bitten too."

"Leave half of it for me, I won't cut it any more."

"Okay——" turning back, "Since you are determined to take this path, you have to walk beautifully. Right?"

Yi Qingwei is rarely serious.

Song Yezhi, you will definitely meet something you like in your life. If you don't have it now, you will have it in the future.When you meet, I hope you are good enough and have enough capital to ask for it.Do nothing now, then it will be too late, what do you think.

The words are sincere, and the last sentence only brings a little smile.He really hoped that the kid in front of him would be happier and less bitter in the future.

What is the happiest?

If you want it, you get it.

The half-eaten apple was put to Song Yezhi's mouth, and Yi Qingwei waited for him to bite it off.

"I will." Song Yezhi said.

He looked solemn and promised him.

This is especially good for children, as long as they open their mouths and nod their heads, it is worth believing that he will stick to it for no reason.

The study room in Zhou Yeshan's house was not used, so he turned it into a special room for watching movies.Carpets were laid and sofas were placed, and thick and opaque curtains were specially replaced.Occasionally, I invite classmates and friends to come, such as yesterday; but most of the time, I am alone, such as now.

"We're talking about a lifetime! A year, a month, a day, an hour, it doesn't count as a lifetime!"

When a man talks like this to another man, one tells his heart, and the other is indifferent.

In fact, what Zhou Yeshan wanted Song Yezhi to watch was this drama, not the obscure love between men and women.

——The two actors, senior brothers, joined forces to perform "Farewell My Concubine" for a lifetime.The elder brother played the Overlord, and the younger brother acted as the Concubine Yu. Unfortunately, the Overlord was a fake Overlord, but the Concubine Yu was the real Concubine Yu.He loved that man terribly. He loved him on stage, but he loved him even more off stage.

Leslie acted well, like Cheng Dieyi, who is crazy about love, appeared on the screen.

Zhou Yeshan thought about it, and wanted Song Yezhi to know how a man loves a man.

But temporarily changed my mind and changed the disc.

In the afternoon of physical education class, Zhou Yeshan asked the girl who sent the love letter what she liked about Song Yezhi. The girl was delicate and shy, so she asked him, what reason did he need to like him?He turned his head to look at Song Yezhi squatting under the sun and fiddling with the bottle, thoughtfully.

What needs a reason is that he hasn't found it yet.

On Saturday, he was lying alone on the carpet in the movie room waiting for Zhao Huan and Song Yezhi to arrive, feeling bored. "Chongqing Forest" and "Farewell My Concubine", two discs are in hand, he thought, if Song Yezhi remembers to bring him a meal, then play "Chongqing Forest", if he forgets, then play "Farewell My Concubine" .

Opening the door, Zhao Huanyu changed his shoes and went into the room. Song Yezhi followed and handed him the lunch box, saying that it was still hot and had to eat right away. A pair of slippers?"

Later Zhou Yeshan broke "Farewell My Concubine" and threw it into the trash can.

The sun reflected off the fragmented discs in the trash can and shone right into his eyes.He stood silently for a while and said sorry.

Everyone covets something pure and beautiful, and he had the good fortune to see it up close.

Almost offended again.