South of Chutian

Tang Heng and Li Yuechi parted ways on Line [-]—Tang Heng went to find Jiang Ya'anyun, and Li Yuechi went to the hospital.As the subway entered Huquan Station, Tang Heng said in a low voice, "Then I'm leaving." There were people all around him, and he couldn't do anything.

"Yeah." Li Yuechi shook the phone at him without saying anything else.

Tang Heng stepped out of the subway, turned and stopped.And Li Yuechi was standing close to the door, and the two of them looked at each other a few steps away, and soon the door closed sounded, and the protective door and the subway door slowly closed, Li Yuechi became in Tang Heng's vision. Narrower and narrower, narrower and narrower, at the last moment, he smiled at Tang Heng.

Until he swiped his card to get out of the station and walked into Jiang Ya's community, the picture was still frozen in Tang Heng's mind.Li Yuechi was wearing an iron gray T-shirt, with his slender and strong forearms exposed, which were tanned to a wheat color by the sun.His eyebrows were black, his eyelashes were black, and his pupils were even darker and brighter.It's like a face outlined by a hard brush dipped in thick ink, so distinct that it's hard to forget once you've seen it.

Tang Heng called the counselor, then went upstairs and knocked on the door.

Jiang Yalai opened the door, looked Tang Heng up and down, and said in a strange way: "Oh, people are in good spirits when happy events happen!"

Tang Heng said, "Are you envious?"

"I'm envious, but it's not like I don't have a partner," Jiang Ya winked at the room, gloating, "But there are some people, we don't know."

An Yun came out and kicked Jiang Ya's ass, but Jiang Ya dodged it: "Seriously, Lao An, how are you and Tian Xiaoqin doing?"

An Yun ignored him and stared at Tang Heng with displeasure.

Tang Heng said sincerely: "Thank you very much."

"I'm convinced," An Yun scolded, "When you answer the phone, can't you say in advance that he's by your side?"

"At that time...the situation was special."

"How is it?" Jiang Ya tipped Tang Heng's shoulder, and asked ambiguously, "Dry firewood?"

"roll."

"Father is from here," Jiang Ya said, "Your lips are still red, hey - our cabbage is just like that."

Tang Heng pursed his lips unnaturally, and said to An Yun, "Li Yuechi knows you're not targeting him."

"Fuck, I'll just target him, why not!"

"What are you doing with him?"

"He's unreliable, really," An Yun said with a rather heartbroken look, "He's playing you like a monkey? He has a girlfriend for a while and doesn't for a while, so you'll believe whatever he says?"

"That person is his teacher."

"Teacher? I thought it was some kind of relative of his." Jiang Ya also frowned, "Borrowing usury for the sake of the teacher?"

"He said she was kind to him."

"What kind of grace? The grace of saving lives? What about filming a TV series?" An Yun spoke quickly, like a machine gun, "He is much smarter than you, so be careful!"

"I know," Tang Heng was a little annoyed by what they said, "I will ask clearly later."

Of course he also wanted to ask about that Teacher Zhao, but he didn't know how to ask - he couldn't say that I sneaked to the hospital one night and saw her leaning on you, and he really couldn't say it.And that Teacher Zhao is critically ill again.

Jiang Ya brought out a plate of watermelon from the kitchen, and asked excitedly, "So you two are really together?"

"real."

"That dude is pretty handsome."

"Handsome can be eaten." An Yun said angrily.

"That's what you said," Jiang Ya shrugged, "Tian Xiaoqin doesn't look like that, can you take a liking to him?"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Tang Heng quickly changed the subject: "Are you still signing up for that competition?"

Jiang Ya: "What game?"

"That Zhou Hei Ya."

"What's the name? You're leaving."

Tang Heng looked at him and didn't speak.

Jiang Ya was stunned: "Aren't you going to Tokyo—fuck, aren't you going?"

"I just called the counselor."

"Tang Heng," An Yun was silent for a moment, as if completely helpless, "Then how do you explain to Teacher Tang?"

"Just say you don't want to go."

"Will he believe it?"

"Believe it or not, you can't tie me to Tokyo," Tang Heng said impatiently, "Jiang Ya, go sign up."

"If you don't go, then don't go, Little Japan is not a good place." Compared to An Yun, Jiang Ya is happy, "This way Tang Heng doesn't have to have a long-distance relationship, we can still participate in competitions, and we can also make albums, how great !"

"What are the requirements for participating?"

"There are no requirements for the primary election, as long as it is a band. For the semi-finals, at least one original song is required."

"When is the rematch?"

"November."

"In time."

"That must be!" Jiang Ya grabbed Tang Heng with one hand and An Yun with the other, "Start your career!!!"

An Yun looked at Tang Heng hesitantly, but in the end she didn't ask any more questions, she nodded and said, "Then let's start preparing."

In fact, they already have a lot of semi-finished products, most of which are arranged by An Yun, and Jiang Ya and Tang Heng wrote lyrics-although the lyrics written by Jiang Ya are really hard to describe.The three gathered in the study room of Jiang Ya's house, and for the first time, they discussed seriously, which piece of music could be used but needs to be revised, which lyrics fit their style, and of course, most importantly, what is the style of their band? What?Jiang Ya said that our path must be punk, An Yun said punk is not suitable for us, Jiang Ya said how will you know if you don't try it...then they started bickering again, and the quarrel was very lively.

During their quarrel, Tang Heng sent a text message to Li Yuechi: What did you have for lunch?It wasn't until after posting that I realized that I hadn't had lunch yet, and I didn't even feel hungry.

It has been two hours and 22 minutes since they parted, so it shouldn't appear that he is too clingy, right?The small envelope rotating on the screen of the mobile phone turns into a green tick, indicating that the delivery was successful.There is an extra text message in the outbox, at 15:06 pm, recipient: Li Yuechi

Tang Heng stared at these three words, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.Li Yuechi, the moon of the moon, the galloping gallop.Such a simple name, but so special, it seems that these three characters escaped from tens of thousands of Chinese characters, and they became some kind of mysterious totem, which were burned into his body.

"No, no, this definitely won't work," Jiang Ya frowned, "Is this still rock and roll! Change to singing folk songs!"

"Fart, you have a problem with your understanding of rock and roll, we have to choose a good one for the first song..."

"I don't care! I can't fight this kind!"

"What are you rushing at me now, go back to the rehearsal room and try!"

"Tang Heng, stop fucking falling in love!" Jiang Ya grabbed Tang Heng's arm, "Come and hear what An Yun chose!"

In fact, Tang Heng really didn't fall in love - because Li Yuechi didn't reply to the text message.He was just in a daze at the phrase "what's for lunch", a bit regretful that he asked this question - it was so stupid, as if he was looking for something to say.In fact, he really wanted to know what Li Yuechi had eaten, and he was always afraid that this person would skip lunch in order to save money and recharge his phone bill.In the past, he always went his own way, saying whatever he wanted, but now he dared not ask if he wanted to ask, and regretted when he asked, just because Li Yuechi became his boyfriend - he hadn't warmed it up in his hands.Tang Heng didn't know that he was "concerned about gain and loss" in this state, but thought that question was really stupid.

Tang Heng listened to the song selected by An Yun, it was a soft and simple slow tune, with a touch of blues.

Jiang Ya said, "Isn't this okay?"

An Yun said angrily: "This one won't work, that one won't work, write it yourself!"

So the two quarreled again, blushing and having fun.

It was past four o'clock in the afternoon when they were exhausted from the quarrel, each took a bottle of Coke, lay on the sofa and watched "Wulin Biography" on the plate.

Li Yuechi still didn't reply to the text message.