drink moonlight alone

In 2004, it is already a distant year in retrospect.The memory is so vague that only the 15 serial bombings in Madrid were hung on the front cover of the newspaper in a straightforward manner. It was so full that the neighbors talked about it repeatedly after dinner, talking about it with enthusiasm.[-]-year-old Zhou Weiyue has no way of knowing how much of the time is spent on rare events, and how much is truly mourning for the victims.

The reason why he remembered this incident so clearly was that his parents were in Madrid that year, a research base only five kilometers away from the crime scene.

He was only 15 years old that year, even though his grandma had tried her best to hide him and Zhou Qingyan, so as not to make them worry in vain, she still couldn't hide her full of sadness, just guarding in front of the TV with unstable signal, Or hesitantly lingered on the home phone and waited for the long-distance ocean news to come. After all, it couldn't be concealed. Zhou Qingyan also cried and cried all night because of this.

Only by comparing can we know what is insignificant.

Zhou Weiyue used to think that it was just a misty episode that could be uncovered with a stick, but in fact, that incident finally became a chop that rose from the bottom of Zhou Qingyan's heart. Can only linger in place.

Zhongcong Private Middle School is not as old as the national middle school, but it can be regarded as a well-known and promising middle school in the city. However, due to the high tuition fees, those who can go to school here are either rich or expensive. To do is to build a country and a wealthy businessman.Although the Zhou family is not mediocre, it is still a gap to be compared with the upper-class families. After all, Zhou Weiyue said that their family can be called a "scholarly family" at best.

Years ago, the rich three generations in Zhou Qingyan's class donated a single teaching building to the school, which is more spacious and brighter than the old adult building, and the equipment is more complete.But when it comes to Zhou Weiyue, what he remembers more deeply is the hidden shrubbery behind the red building.The rich three generations like to stay there because they skipped class. As for why Zhou Weiyue knew about it, it has to be attributed to Zhou Qingyan secretly feeding a stray orange cat there, which he named "citrus".

Zhou Weiyue actually doesn't agree with him raising cats there, after all, for him, it is easy to see that it is someone else's private domain, and such behavior is nothing more than trespassing on a private house.

"My parents don't allow animals in the house. When I didn't have Weiyue, I could only play with cats and dogs. They are my best friends." Zhou Weiyue, who grew taller and taller, raised her head to look at him when she spoke, "I'll be careful, just don't get caught by them."

Can Zhou Weiyue not follow him?Of course not.At that time, Zhou Weiyue was still vigilant, like an abandoned puppy. After having a new family, she always subconsciously tried her best to please her, in order to keep her perishable shelter.

The next thing happened hastily, as if the rainstorm never bothered to brew a storm before it poured down—it just happened without warning.

When Zhou Weiyue found Zhou Qingyan, he slumped in a daze on the grass in the small shrubbery, with the already dying citrus in his arms, with cloudy eyes.He seemed to have been taken away from his soul, and he ignored Zhou Weiyue's approach, leaving only dry tears on his pale cheeks, like cracks in an enamel vase, which cannot be seen unless you look carefully.

"Brother." Zhou Weiyue called tentatively.

Fortunately, Zhou Qingyan still had an instinctive reaction to Zhou Weiyue's voice. After a shock all over his body, he raised his head nonchalantly, his round and warm peach blossom eyes filled with bottomless water, and Zhou Weiyue was the one who opened the gate. People, as soon as he came, Zhou Qingyan's lacrimal glands that had been stopped began to burst into tears again, and he trembled: "Weiyue...Weiyue...they, he killed the citrus."

"I want to save it, it, I learn to give it CPR according to the book. But, but..."

No but.The orange cat's eyes, nose, and even the corners of its mouth were bleeding. It was obvious that it had suffered unimaginable violence. Zhou Weiyue should have thought of conniving and the consequences of the present, but why didn't he stop Zhou Qingyan with all his heart? Woolen cloth?

Many years later, this matter has already become a barb in Zhou Qingyan's heart. It won't hurt when you don't deliberately think about it, but once you realize it exists, it will hurt like cutting out the heart and scraping the bone endlessly.

Zhou Weiyue never said that he knew Zhou Qingyan, and he did the same.

Bringing up old things again is like turning over old account books. The scenery and moonlight written by poets are still vividly discernible. The only difference is that most of their old times are full of twists and turns.

"Brother, you once said that you wanted to be a veterinarian." Zhou Weiyue's voice was a bit empty in the steadily descending elevator, "Although you probably don't remember it, I do."

"When I was 11."

Zhou Qingyan was a little dazed, he raised his head in a daze, and said with a helpless smile: "It was a joke when I was young..."

"If it was a joke, you wouldn't ask your parents to send you professional books for your birthday presents for several years, right?" Zhou Weiyue gathered her open coat, as if she came out in a hurry and put on her gloves.

Zhou Qingyan was unnecessarily disappointed by his straightforward and fearless words.When I grow up, I can't help myself. When I was young, I always talked about my dreams, just like being ruthlessly thrown from a tall building during the college entrance examination, and scattered test papers falling all over the sky, like white snow, with a Qiang Guyong and Can Man bid farewell to the ignorant half of me.

At that time, there was still the courage to go forward bravely, to spread the dream into a red carpet, and the end was endless glory.

"Aren't you too? You promised to be a teacher, so why did you go to the Institute of Veterinary Medicine?" Zhou Qingyan touched the bridge of his nose, and then pressed the tip of his nose at Zhou Weiyue, "We're not the same."

When Zhou Weiyue heard the words, she fell silent like a ghost.He pinched the round, unadorned black earring on his earlobe, and rubbed it with his fingertips - Zhou Qingyan thought inappropriately that Zhou Weiyue might have lived more freely during his absence, He got his ears pierced, tattooed, maybe even tried extreme life and death sports?You have to find a chance to ask him.

But this is certainly not a reason for him to ignore Zhou Weiyue's strange silence.

Zhou Qingyan stared at Zhou Weiyue curiously, and after the latter looked at each other for a few seconds, he slowly moved away from Shishi, and without making unnecessary movements, he inserted his hands into the pockets of his trousers neatly.

No way?

It can't be because of that insignificant dream that he abandoned like a shoe, right?Not because of Wen Muqing, but because of himself?Zhou Qingyan suddenly felt that the air was so quiet that he could clearly hear his beating heartbeat at this moment, which was so fast that it seemed to be jumping out of his chest cavity, and the air was being continuously drawn out of his lungs indirectly, making him Gradually unbelievable drowning on land.

Should I ask?Zhou Qingyan clenched her palms tightly, trying to gain the courage to put all her eggs in one basket from the tingling pain of her nails embedded in her flesh.

"That--"

As soon as he opened his mouth and looked at Zhou Weiyue with scorching eyes, the elevator reached the first floor, and they were covered with bright white light from the lobby.

"What?" Zhou Qingyan raised his head and asked vaguely.

The best opportunity for a showdown has already been missed, and if they forcefully go back, they will only end up in an embarrassing situation, Zhou Qingyan shook his head hastily, he stopped and stayed in the elevator, looking at Zhou Weiyue who stepped out of the elevator alone, "nothing."

"Just want to ask if the cat will be all right?"

Zhou Weiyue lowered her eyes, her original emotions suddenly disappeared.When Zhou Qingyan stepped out of the elevator and walked side by side with him, passed through the gate, and plunged into the summer night wind, he said: "It will be fine."

"I promise you that."

It's as light as Xia Chan's last Lige at the end of her life.

The author says:

Calvin, no update tomorrow