South of Chutian

Director Xu got up and walked out. As soon as he reached the door, he turned around and asked seriously, "Are you really not going back with me?"

Tang Heng lowered his head and did not look at him, and let out a "hmm".

"Then I'll write the report myself."

"Write it."

"Let's say it first, I will definitely save Sun Jihao, don't turn your face later."

Tang Heng couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Are you going?"

"Why are you so anxious about me?" Director Xu muttered, "It's not me who messed with the female students, so I'm telling the truth—I really can't see that Tang Guomu can raise such a nephew."

After he finished speaking, he walked away with his hands in his pockets, his pace was lighter than when he came, and he was obviously in a good mood.

Only Tang Heng and Li Yuechi were left in the room, and no one spoke for a while.

There are quacking geese and long cock crowing outside, which sounds very lively.However, Tang Heng didn't seem to hear anything, he just stared at his hand, and the voice from six years ago filled his ears.

Six years ago, Tang Guomu frowned in pain as he walked up and down the office.He said, I didn't expect Tian Xiaoqin...this child's illness is so serious!If I knew earlier, I would rather pretend to be with her than refuse her!

The regret in his voice was so sincere that Tang Heng couldn't help but believe his words.Not only him, but even Professor An, who has always been rigorous to the point of rigidity, said, Old Tang, you are just too personable. There are so many professors in our sociology college, who is like you who recite poems and compose poems every day?Don't you know that you are very attractive to little girls who are not deeply involved in the world?

His tone is so natural, so Tian Xiaoqin is also naturally attracted to Tang Guomu: a girl who loves academics meets an old man who is well-educated and talented, and she falls in love with him madly. Jump off the building.

is that so?They all said at the time that this was the case.

Tang Heng covered his mouth violently and retched.He felt his stomach churn, not the bowl of noodles Li Yuechi cooked, but the words of those people six years ago.Those voices were like a big hand stirring in his stomach, and he wanted to throw up, and the voices were choked in his throat again, like a mass of wet hair.

Li Yuechi hugged Tang Heng's shoulders and patted him on the back.

Tang Heng choked out a few words trembling: "Do you think it's disgusting?"

Li Yuechi said, "Don't think about it."

"They all think I should know," Tang Heng clenched his fists with all his strength, his arms were shaking, "I really don't know...but I actually believed them. Do you think I'm an accomplice?"

"Tang Heng!" Li Yuechi shouted, holding his wrist tightly, and forcefully opened his fingers.

That cigarette butt had long since turned into dust, and a blister formed in Tang Heng's palm.

"Li Yuechi—" Tang Heng murmured, "Give me a cigarette."

This time Li Yuechi didn't say anything else, just lit the cigarette and stuffed it into Tang Heng's mouth.The taste of domestic cigarettes is not as mild as that of foreign cigarettes, but thick and strong.Tang Heng took a deep breath, and coughed frantically, until tears flowed out and his throat hurt, which made him feel better.

When he finished smoking his fourth cigarette, Li Yuechi whispered, "Stop smoking."

Tang Heng put down the cigarette case silently.

"Don't want to, okay?" Li Yuechi touched Tang Heng's face, "Talk to me."

"Say... say what?"

"When did you start smoking?"

"I forgot."

"You didn't smoke before," Li Yuechi said, "You want to sing."

"Well," Tang Heng shook his head, "but I won't sing now."

"Never sing again?"

"Correct."

"Sing me a song."

"...I am now," Tang Heng smiled bitterly, "the voice is already broken."

Li Yuechi was silent for a few seconds and said, "It's okay."

Just as Tang Heng was about to speak, he said, "I'm inside, and I haven't listened to music for more than four years."

Tang Heng choked up for a while, then lowered his head and asked him, "What do you want to hear?"

"The first time I saw you, the one you sang."

Tang Heng said, "I'll try."

He took a deep breath, hoping that his voice would not be so bad - he knew that his voice was broken, maybe because of smoking, maybe because of other reasons, in short, it was no longer as clear and bright as before .But at least, at least don't be too nauseous and mocking, right?

Tang Heng parted his lips, the first word, Xia, and for a moment he was surprised to find that he could hardly pronounce it, Xia—the tip of his tongue pressed against the lower teeth, and then?Then he didn't know, he couldn't sing.

Tang Heng said hoarsely, "This one doesn't seem to work."

Li Yuechi nodded: "Then change to another one."

"what?"

"Huster's first song, remember?"

Tang Heng closed his eyes and said in a daze, "The one you wrote lyrics."

"Ah."

Yes, he knew that Li Yuechi was talking about that song - at that time, Huster had advanced to the final round, and the organizing committee asked to sing the band's original song.The song they sang was written by Li Yuechi and composed by An Yun, Hu Shitu's first song.

Li Yuechi said: ""Hide Your Eyes".

Oh, yes, "The Eye That Covers the Eye."

At that time, Jiang Ya always complained that An Yun's arrangement was too complicated, which made him feel more pressure when playing the drums. Then he said sourly to Tang Heng: "The love song I wrote for you, if you can't sing it well, I will sing it for you as soon as possible."

At that time, Tang Heng said indifferently: "Fucking, I didn't write it for you."

"Hidden Eyes".

Tang Heng covered his eyes and said anxiously, "I can't remember the lyrics."

Li Yuechi held his hand and said softly, "It's okay."

"I can't remember a lot of things. When you were by the river, you asked me if I remembered what you said before you stabbed Tang Guomu - I really can't remember, is it bad?"

"Do not blame you."

"But I just forgot," Tang Heng shook his head and said to himself, "I can't control it."

Li Yuechi didn't say anything, just stroked Tang Heng's back lightly, and after an unknown amount of time, Tang Heng gradually fell asleep.He didn't sleep well, and the cool wind came in from the half-open window. Half asleep, half awake, Tang Heng found himself back in Wuhan six years ago. The final was held in Jiangtan. The lottery draws to the last stage.They stood on the stage, surrounded by the audience and the judges, and he didn't feel flustered at all-because the song had been rehearsed countless times.The prelude sounded, he said, this song is called "Hidden Eyes".

And then—then he couldn't remember the lyrics.

It's strange that he remembers so many details of the year, but he can't remember the lyrics.

Tang Heng opened his eyes and saw the liver-colored ceiling. He stood up and found Li Yuechi sitting by the window with his back to him.

The window was indeed ajar, because Li Yuechi was smoking.It was the red pack of Zhonghua, with only two cigarettes left in it.

Li Yuechi put out the cigarette butt and walked to the bed, asking him, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Tang Heng stared at his fingertips: "Didn't you stop smoking?"

Li Yuechi smiled: "The smoke is here, you always miss it."

"I... I'll use your phone."

"what happened?"

"Check something."

Li Yuechi handed him the phone.Tang Heng clicked on his browser and searched for "The First Zhou Hei Ya Campus Band Competition". He actually found a piece of news. When he clicked on it, it was a local news website in Wuhan, and there was a row of yellow advertisements floating at the bottom of the page.

"The first Zhou Hei Ya Campus Band Competition has come to an end, who will win the championship...Let the editor introduce you to this band...The Five Surprises Band from Hanyang Conservatory of Music..." Tang Heng read every word After reading this news, I found that only the champion band was introduced.

That year's competition, Huster did not win the championship.

He desperately searched for "Hide Your Eyes", but the result has nothing to do with that song - the screen is full of "Don't Fear Floating Clouds to Cover Your Eyes".

Could it be that there is no trace of the songs they sang?

"Yuechi, go and burn the firewood."

"Okay." Li Yuechi responded to his mother, got up and went out.

Tang Heng stared down at the screen, feeling that he was thrown into a barren place.Memories and existences count for nothing.He thought of Tian Xiaoqin, and Tian Xiaoqin's death was not counted. Many people thought she committed suicide because she loved Tang Guomu but couldn't help it?It turns out that so many memories in this world have disappeared without a trace, and there is no proof of death.

Tang Heng clicked on the screen blankly, not knowing what he was looking for.In a daze, he clicked on the live broadcast app and found that Li Yuechi only followed one anchor, "WR Lily", with [-] followers, probably not many.

"WR Lily" does not seem to be a professional anchor, and the last broadcast time was March NO.12.Tang Heng clicked into her homepage by chance, indeed just by chance, and then saw that she had sung some songs.

February NO.14, "Across the Ocean to See You": Happy lovers, everyone~

January [-]th, "Our Remembrance": I suddenly wanted to sing this song.

On October [-] last year, "Millennium Love": I sang it with my friends!

Last July NO.16——

"Hidden Eyes".

"This song is a recording I accidentally heard some time ago. I can't find the lyrics and score, so I can only find it out by myself~"

Tang Heng's breathing was instantly suffocated.He stared straight at the words "Blocking the Eye", his fingertips trembling, and he dared to click on the video after a few seconds.

When the prelude sounded, he was suddenly nailed to time like a swaying kite.

The first sentence came, there is no need to continue, he remembered that it was the lyrics written by Li Yuechi——

Sprinkle the river and the sky in the evening rain

Really like

blinded by your long hair

east lake missing

Luo Yu is missing

line two missing