South of Chutian

By the end of September, the weather is still not getting cooler.Wuhan is such a city, with long summers and long winters. The spring and autumn are squeezed into the long heat and damp cold, and it disappears in a flash.Tang Heng had already made all kinds of preparations for the exchange in Japan before telling Fu Liling - the mother and son had another quarrel.

But the matter had come to this point, even if Fu Liling didn't want Tang Heng to go abroad, she couldn't stop him anymore.You can't really lock people in the house.

It was another rainy day, and the rain finally stopped in the evening. Tang Heng and An Yun Jiangya were eating barbecue at the Zhuodaoquan Night Market. Maybe it was because of the rain all day. There were much fewer diners at the barbecue stall than usual, and they only sat for three or four seats in total. The table guests are sparse.Tang Heng and Jiang Ya each ate their own food. One drank seafood porridge with his head down, sipping it in small sips, as if the porridge was mixed with a smile and half-step madness; , as if pig's trotter was his enemy in his previous life.

An Yun patted the table: "You two are almost ready."

Tang Heng didn't answer, Jiang Ya snorted softly.

"Let me be fair, Tang Heng's going to Tokyo really didn't take our band into consideration... But isn't he hurt by love, Jiang Ya, you just take care of it," he turned his face and looked Looking at Tang Heng, "Jiang Ya can't speak with his head, and his words have no heart. Don't hold grudges, Tang Heng, ah?"

Tang Heng said word by word: "I repeat, I didn't exchange because of Li Yuechi."

"Fart," Jiang Ya rolled her eyes, "Aren't you fucking avoiding him?"

"What is he for me to hide in Tokyo?"

"Oh, then you just don't want to play with us anymore," Jiang Ya became annoyed, "That's true, if you are a high-end talent who wants to study abroad, our little band is not good enough for you."

Tang Heng gritted his teeth and said, "You started again, right?"

"Okay!!!" An Yun patted the table again, with a frantic expression on her face, "You two have repeated this conversation twenty fucking times! Is it over?!"

"Lao An, please comment. If he goes to the United States as an exchange, I will admit it. After all, does he want to go to the United States to study in graduate school? Go to Japan—what is there to do in Little Japan?! Okay, you go, one or two months." Cheng—eight months! When he comes back, my son will be playing soy sauce! Do you think he is ruthless and unreasonable?!"

"You are the one who is ruthless and unreasonable to make troubles. You have watched too much "Wulin Biography"."

"Are you not ruthless and unreasonable? If you leave, the album will not be made, the competition will not be able to participate, everything will be over!"

"I said, I can come back during this period..."

"Forget it," Jiang Ya put down the trotter in her hand, and suddenly became very frustrated, "You go, anyway, sooner or later...you will go abroad."

For a moment, Tang Heng felt that what Jiang Ya originally wanted to say was not "going abroad", but "breaking up".

Last week, he told Jiang Ya about his exchange trip to Japan. He thought that Jiang Ya would be as happy for him as An Yun, but unexpectedly, Jiang Ya's face turned dark at that time—this guy has always been happy and angry, and his posture is almost like To beat someone up.

"Why do you want to go to Japan! Didn't we agree to make an album this year? Huh? And Zhou Hei Ya's competition, I even filled out the registration form! You go to Japan and you're a bird?! Tang Heng was stunned by his barrage of questions. He wanted to say that he didn't think so much when he signed up, but he couldn't say it.

Just like this, you and I have been arguing for more than a week. Fortunately, An Yun is watching, otherwise they would almost start fighting.

"Hey, 'Long Love' is going to have a lawn party again, and we're invited," An Yun poked Tang Heng's arm, then pushed Jiang Ya's knee, "Will you come this Friday?"

"I can do it." Jiang Ya sullenly.

"Me too." Tang Heng said.

So the three of them rehearsed together again. They prepared two songs, "Don't Cry" by Guns and Flowers, and "Thirty Thousand Feet" by Dick Cowboy, both of which were chosen by Jiang Ya.When choosing songs, An Yun said that she could do anything, but Tang Heng finally reached a reconciliation with Jiang Ya, so she said that Jiang Ya should choose.

In the end, these two were chosen.Tang Heng deeply felt that the bastard Jiang Ya did it on purpose.

Especially "Thirty Thousand Feet", whenever he sang "I ran away from you, I hid at the bottom of the cloud at [-] feet", Jiang Ya's drum beat was ridiculously excited, reaching the point of "I can fly wherever I want to fly" At that time, the drum beats almost flew up, no matter how it sounds, it is so yin and yang.

Tang Heng put down the microphone and stared at Jiang Ya coldly: "Why don't you sing?"

"Oh, I don't dare," Jiang Ya sighed, "I'm big and rough, and I can't sing that kind of delicate feelings."

Tang Heng took a deep breath, thinking not to argue with this bastard.

However, An Yun added fuel to the fire: "Jiang Ya! Why do you insist on poking Tang Heng's sore spot?"

"Hey, son, listen to Dad's persuasion," Jiang Ya put her sweaty arm on Tang Heng's shoulder, "The pain of losing a relationship won't last more than a month, really."

Tang Heng said, "Get lost."

Jiang Ya smiled and said, "I won't."

On Friday evening, they came to "Long Love" as promised.The boss put up a fluorescent blue LED sign on the lawn, with small pink lights strung together and written in five cursive characters of "Favorite Summer".The stage is a waterproof plastic membrane that creaks when stepped on.There are small Mazars all around, and several spectators are already sitting there waiting.

Ah Hao's band also came, several people said hello, Ah Hao slipped to Tang Heng's side, and whispered: "Jiang Ya is so flirty today."

Tang Heng agreed.

Jiang Ya permed her head and dyed it.Now his head is full of small red rolls, as if he is wearing a bowl of instant noodles with red oil, and a pair of huge toad mirrors are hanging on his face.When the three first met, An Yun asked in shock: "Jiang Ya, what stimulated you?"

Jiang Ya said: "Fashion, you know nothing."

In fact, Tang Heng seemed to understand Jiang Ya's thoughts a little bit.This is probably the last time they performed together this year, and I don't know when the next time will be.Tang Heng wore Rei Kawakubo's white T-shirt, which was the T-shirt he wore the night he was beaten by "Azhu".He knew that maybe this was the last time he sang in "Long Love".

The lawn was already full of people when the performance started, and now that the students have started school, it is much more lively than in summer.The sky was completely dark, and the blue and pink LED signs flashed.Music fans kept rushing over, and there was no place to sit, so they stood in a circle and watched. The boss prepared beer and snacks, and the audience ate and sang to the music. There was a faint smell of sweat, kneaded into a ball by the singing.

Tang Heng was holding a guitar pick in his palm, sitting in the noisy crowd, a little distracted.I really want to leave here.In the six years since he came to Wuhan, this should be the first time that he has been away from Wuhan for such a long time.He has long been tired of Wuhan, the extreme cold and heat, the dirty water after rain in summer, the endless drizzle, the dark alleys without street lights, and too much.But in fact, he didn't think about these when he signed up for the exchange student program, just like he didn't think about the band's albums and competitions.His only thought was that he would never see Li Yuechi again.

Although he doesn't want to admit it.

When Tang Heng and the others came on stage, the atmosphere was already completely high, and the audience who had been sitting on the horses also stood up, jumping up and down, shaking their heads.Tang Heng tied up his loose ponytail, patted the microphone, and said loudly, "Hi everyone, we are Huster!"

"Ah!!!" Lulu yelled, "Tang Heng, you are so handsome!!!"

The audience started booing, and Tang Heng smiled and said, "Her boyfriend is not me."

Jiang Ya grabbed the microphone: "Your man is here!!!"

The music started, the first song was "Don't Cry", halfway through Tang Heng's singing, he saw two girls really were crying in the audience, the tears were shining in their eyes, like the waves of the East Lake not far away .When singing the second "Thirty Thousand Feet", Tang Heng closed his eyes, and he heard the voice of the crowd and his voice, many different timbres merged together, so loud that the song was not so sad, which made the Tang Heng remembered the roar of the plane when it took off.

If Li Yuechi was at home, he would probably hear it too.

At the end of the second song, Lulu yelled, "One more!"

"One more song!" Many listeners shouted along with her.

Tang Heng's voice was a little hoarse: "What do you want to hear?"

"—anything is fine!"

"Is "Summer Night Wind" good?"

"--it is good!"

Tang Heng sat on the ground with his guitar in his arms, and said softly, "This song is for someone, even though he doesn't know it."

Then the music sounded, Tang Heng sang so softly rarely.In fact, this song is most suitable to be sung by the beach in summer, when the salty sea breeze blows from the Taiwan Strait and caresses gently on the cheeks.The moonlight is bright, sprinkled on the sea, sprinkled with a thin layer of silver.But it doesn't matter if there is no sea, Tang Heng thought, the East Lake is as wide as the sea, and it can't be seen at a glance.It doesn't matter if there is no moonlight, artificial light also sprinkles into the eyes and into the crowd.It doesn't matter if there is no love, not all love can be answered, he fulfills his wish for himself, no matter whether Li Yuechi can hear it or not.

After singing, the three bowed to the audience.Tang Heng left the stage without saying anything.He pushed through the crowd, just wanting to leave here and leave the memory about this place.

Tang Heng bypassed the audience alone, planning to go to "Long Love" to pick up his guitar bag.However, after only taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped in place.

There was a man standing under a tree not far away, motionless.If it wasn't for the blue pink light that happened to illuminate his black canvas shoes, Tang Heng would never have noticed that there was a person standing there.Is he watching a show?So why stand outside the crowd, as if under the shadow of a tree?But he—why did he come to the show?

Tang Heng's heart beat faster and faster, he took a deep breath, stepped forward, and asked in a pretendingly calm tone, "Li Yuechi, what are you doing?"

Li Yuechi turned his head to Tang Heng very slowly, his voice was a little muddy: "I'm here to listen to the song."

Already drunk?Tang Heng said, "Can't your family hear it?"

"No," Li Yuechi smiled lowly, "I lied to you."

"..."

"The last time you sang "Summer Night Wind", I was standing here too," he said drunkenly, speaking slowly, "I don't know if there is a fee for walking over to listen to the song, so I, stand here and listen .”

Tang Heng was silent for a few seconds, then whispered, "It's free."

"Well... I see." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly took a step forward and grabbed Tang Heng's wrist, and with a sharp tug, Tang Heng was dragged into the dark tree shadow.

Tang Heng's whole body froze because Li Yuechi hugged him.Li Yuechi's weight was heavy on him, and not far away, the crowd was still cheering. Li Yuechi's fingertips touched the guitar he was carrying, making a low sound, so low, it must be the six strings.

"You...what's the matter with you?"

Li Yuechi didn't speak.His drunken breath patted Tang Heng's neck, making Tang Heng's body tense up.It was easy for people to see them standing here, but Tang Heng didn't move.

After a while, Li Yuechi said, "Tang Heng, I'm very sad."