secret galaxy

At 11:30 in the evening, Liang Qian returned home.

The villa was very quiet, the second floor was completely dark, only the living room was lit on the first floor, Liang Yanjie and Yao Nandong snuggled up on the sofa, watching a Hong Kong movie from many years ago, with a plate of fruit salad and some Snacks.

"Back?" Liang Yanjie's tone was gloating.

Liang Qian ignored him and complained to Yao Nandong: "Mom, you have to give me justice. My father cruelly exploited his own son just like the bourgeoisie exploited the proletariat."

Yao Nandong was wearing a wine-red nightgown, and was comfortably pillowing on her husband's shoulder. Hearing Liang Qian's bloody and tearful accusation, he couldn't help smiling, and asked his son if he had eaten, and that there were still leftovers in the refrigerator.

"Leave the leftovers to me," Liang Qian passed behind the sofa, smacked his father on the head rebelliously, and flirtatiously brushed the curly hair around Yao Nandong's ears, "I'm going back to the room, you continue to be tired .”

When he went upstairs, Yao Nandong said leisurely: "I know the cause and effect, Liang Qian, you really did something wrong with this matter, work and personal relationships must be separated."

Liang Qian snorted dissatisfied, but didn't make much rebuttal, and went into the bedroom to fiddle with his record player.

On the bookshelf against the wall, a row of vinyl records is neatly arranged. Although LP has long been replaced by CD, because of its more realistic and delicate sound quality and the rise of the retro trend in recent years, it has a group of music lovers to follow.Yao Nandong liked vinyl records, and collected a lot when he was young. Liang Qian was influenced by his ears and eyes, and fell in love with this kind of music carrier.

Among the musicians, there are also those who release vinyl. His favorite Refrigerant band, the first album is vinyl.Nine years ago, the band signed in Cangshi and only sold [-] records in total. Liang Qian originally planned to buy the album in person, but the day of the performance happened to coincide with a family reunion, and there was no way to get away, so it was a pity that he missed it.

But he was not depressed for too long. Two weeks later, at his 17th birthday party, Liang Qian received this precious record. The feeling of surprise at that time is still fresh in his memory.

The person who gave the gift did not know who it was. Liang Qian tossed the wrapping paper of the gift box several times, but found no clues, no greeting card, no love letter, and no small note.At that time, the party was over, and all friends and classmates left. Liang Qian sat cross-legged on the floor, holding the vinyl record of "The Valley of Desire" with great care, feeling an indescribable emotion in his heart.

The gifts from other friends may not be indifferent, but this stranger——Liang Qian doesn't know anything about him, and it's not too much to call him a stranger. How did he know that he likes such an unpopular band?Such a limited-edition album was either bought by someone in Cangshi, or rushed there on a special trip, no matter which one is, this kind of thought is too rare.

In my impression, Liang Qian never mentioned refrigerant to his friends. Even if he did, he only mentioned it to Wen Weizhe once or twice. Wen Weizhe is not interested in indie music, and he yawned when he introduced it, which is impossible. Take it to heart.

Liang Qian took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call to Wen Weizhe. Looking at the gift box like a hill at his feet, he decided to take a break for a while.Sure enough, he quickly unwrapped Wen Weizhe's gift, a big-name jersey, with a birthday card full of dog crawling characters attached.

Now Liang Qian was completely confused.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Yao Nandong came home from overtime work, and saw Liang Qian sitting in the living room eating watermelon, surrounded by cardboard boxes, ribbons, and wrapping paper, half a collapsed cake on the tea table, and used disposable bowls and chopsticks piled up on the dining table, It's just messy and messy.She frowned and reprimanded Liang Qian, asking you to entertain your classmates at home, so you made me like this?

I'll clean up later, don't worry.Liang Qian handed the sliced ​​iced watermelon to his mother, winked and said, "Calm down."

Yao Nandong laughed immediately.With such a son with a sunny personality and good sense of proportion, he is completely the baby of the family, so he is not willing to get angry with him.

Yao Nandong was blowing on the air conditioner and drinking ice water, and satisfactorily supervised Liang Qian's cleaning. He suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, when I was going out at noon, I met a boy outside the gate. He has a gift for you. , I casually threw it on the table for you."

Liang Qian straightened up all of a sudden: "Who is it?"

"I don't know."

Liang Qian threw down the rag, picked up an old newspaper from the coffee table, the kind specially used for wrapping gifts, light yellow, full of cursive English letters, he tore it violently and carefully folded it.

"Did you use this bag?"

Yao Nandong glanced at it and said uncertainly, "It seems to be."

Liang Qian's heart was pounding, and he couldn't explain why he was so excited, so he kept asking what the man looked like.

"Wearing a baseball cap, he was a handsome boy. I was in a hurry to go to the court, so I didn't look carefully. He said he gave it to someone else."

"For whom?"

"I don't know, he left after delivering it."

Liang Qian held back his anger and complained angrily: "You don't invite people to come in and sit down!"

Yao Nandong glared at him: "If he wants to leave, I can force him to stay!"

Liang Qian felt very lost.For a long time after that, he was obsessed with finding the stranger who gave him the record, but he tried his best and asked all over his friends, but he still had no clue.

After hearing about this, Wen Weizhe sighed with emotion at first, and then insisted that the gift was given by Liang Qian's admirer, and a girl with an introverted personality and a rich heart.

Liang Qian thought it was funny, and asked him why he couldn't be a man, Wen Weizhe took a step back, looked him up and down funny, and said that he didn't see that you still have such thoughts?

The matter was finally settled because of the arrival of the final exam.Liang Qian collected the record of "The Valley of Desire" and forced himself to review it. After a while, the obsession with the answer gradually let go.

To be honest, if the person who gave the gift appeared in front of him at that time, it was really possible for him to associate with the other party.It was a very subtle touch that even he himself could not explain.

But the final exam is obviously more important, because it's time to compete with Duan Xinghe again.

Two days before the exam, Liang Qian met Duan Xinghe in the corridor. He blocked his way with a long arm stretched out.

At that time, their seats had been adjusted, one was on the far left and the other was on the far right, and they couldn't hit each other. However, after sitting at the front and back tables for more than two months, and playing together a few times, Liang Qian felt that Their relationship has not cooled to zero.

Duan Xinghe was very modest and only said "it's okay".

With a teasing smile, Liang Qian curled his lips and made a "I don't believe it" grimace. Then he changed the subject and asked, "Why didn't you come for my birthday? I even specially invited you. I really don't want to give face."

"I have something to do that day, I'm sorry." Duan Xinghe apologized smoothly, without looking guilty. Liang Qian was slightly disappointed, shrugged nonchalantly, and said it was okay.

Duan Xinghe noticed the embarrassment of the atmosphere and wanted to make up for it, so he told Liang Qian to cheer for the exam.

Liang Qian smiled with a row of white teeth, and asked Duan Xinghe maliciously, are you provoking me?

No, I really mean it, Duan Xinghe glanced at Liang Qian with those clear eyes, and then looked at the gate of Class Three and Five.

I will work hard, Liang Qian patted Duan Xinghe on the back, and whispered in his ear, you too.

He felt Duan Xinghe's back muscles become stiff under his palm, and he thought depressingly, why does Duan Xinghe just not like me.

The first song of the same name in "Valley of Desire" sounded, and the noisy accompaniment, bright drums, and distorted electric guitar filled the room at once.

Liang Qian likes this song very much. The lead singer has a hoarse voice, and the lyrics are also interesting, crazy and sincere.

He took off his coat and fell on the bed, humming softly while reminiscing about the bowl of wontons from before.

You and me / In this valley of desire / In the morning and evening, we are entangled endlessly / Years, months and months, in a psychedelic dream / My dear, it’s the last moment / I have to make the last choice / In the burning desire, I only seek relief / Please point your knife at the tip My heart / Let the river flow through its own decaying body /

Just reached the climax, Yao Nandong knocked on the bedroom door and complained: "It's too noisy, don't make noise."

"I don't know how to appreciate it," Liang Qian got up and turned off the record player, and carefully put "The Valley of Desire" into the box with gentle movements.

No matter who the stranger who gave him the gift is, he cherishes and appreciates this kindness, and hopes that the other party will have a safe and smooth life.

"Are you home?" Liang Qian took out his phone and sent a message to Duan Xinghe.

The chat records from five years ago are generously presented on the screen, like a dagger that does not hide its cold light.Liang Qian went through it all over again, and there were dozens of short articles, almost all of which were discussing things about traveling to Shanghai, with occasional gags, but they were far from being ambiguous.He has changed his mobile phone several times in the past five years, but he never forgets to restore the chat history with Duan Xinghe. It may be out of reluctance at first, but later it became a habit, and he can't explain it clearly.

"Here we are," Duan Xinghe asked, "How about you, have you finished your work?"

"There is still a while." Liang Qian turned on the computer and wanted to talk to Duan Xinghe, but he couldn't think of any interesting topics. He looked at the time and found that it was midnight, so he told him to go to bed early.

Duan Xinghe said: "You too, good night."

Liang Qian smiled, thinking that the two square characters were quite gentle.

Because he stayed up late the day before, Liang Qian went to Xingbang Law Firm at 10:30 the next morning. He had nothing to do in the morning, so he wandered around between the workstations, planning to recruit a few young lawyers to form a team.When he was in Shanghai, he mainly engaged in commercial business, especially international trade, but Yuzhou’s international trade was underdeveloped. After investigating the actual situation in the local area, he decided to specialize in real estate and construction disputes. It happened that Xingbang also lacked lawyers in this direction. It will not cause calculations and strife between teams.

Including Jia Bin, he has his eyes on five young lawyers, all of whom are still interns or have just obtained their practice certificates. They have no cases in hand, but they are malleable and able to endure hardships. They are all similar in age, which facilitates communication and cooperation.

Duan Xinghe passed by him quietly, his movements were very light, like a nimble kitten.With a thought in his mind, Liang Qian stopped him in a low voice: "You said yesterday that the law was revised in Cangda?"

Duan Xinghe nodded: "Correspondence courses, I don't learn well."

"Are you taking the law test?"

Duan Xinghe hesitated for a moment, then replied mockingly: "I might fail the exam."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Liang Qian never thought in his life that Duan Xinghe would say that he couldn't do it one day, and his tone involuntarily became severe, "You can't do cleaning or odd jobs all your life."

Duan Xinghe was silent. At this time, two trainee lawyers passed by and greeted Liang Qian with smiles on their faces. There were little stars in their eyes.

Liang Qian chatted a few words with them, then turned around, and saw Duan Xinghe's profile hastily turned away.

He softened his tone and persuaded: "Take a test, just treat it as helping me, okay?"

"I can't be a lawyer, and I can't speak." Duan Xinghe's Adam's apple rolled, and the drooping eyelashes covered his eyes filled with moisture, he seemed ashamed.

"You can make a non-complaint." Liang Qian rejected his excuse.

Duan Xinghe was forced to the corner by him, like a young bird struggling to survive, finally fluttered its wings, in order to avoid Liang Qian, he said quickly: "Let me try."

Liang Qian smiled: "Let's make a bet, I bet you will pass once."

"Why?" Shock flashed across Duan Xinghe's eyes, and his lips pursed uneasily.

"Because you are Duan Xinghe, you will never lose, at least not to me."

Duan Xinghe smiled wryly, looking around vigilantly, not wanting too many colleagues to notice the two of them, "Didn't I lose now?"

"But you have won something more important from me." Liang Qian looked straight at him without any hesitation, with a slight arc on the corner of his mouth.

Duan Xinghe didn't ask what he had won. After looking at Liang Qian for a while, he lowered his head and walked to the utility room. His posture was still tall and straight, but his steps were a little messy.