Sound waves

When Shu Mingxuan went downstairs in Guomao Community, for some reason, he felt a little timid.

He knows some truths.

He also knew more truths, except for Ouyang Qing, maybe no one else would know.

But his teacher would never say that.

In fact, if Bian Ziping hadn't been found out... maybe he would never know the rest of the matter in his life.

Shu Mingxuan was wearing thin clothes.

Some got scared.

He took out the cigarette with shaking hands, and it took a long time to light it.

What would happen if he didn't know?

Ouyang Qing's cold and lonely personality will definitely push him away.

once.

twice.

three times……

There was always one time when he was really bored and left completely without looking back.

He will never understand all the things that teacher does... Even if they are still in this industry, they will never meet again.

The days to come are two parallel lines, each going its own way.

The door of the building opened, and Ouyang Qing who pushed open the heavy door came out.

He was holding a down jacket in his hand.

"Why don't you go up?" Ouyang Qing asked him.

"You didn't leave?" Shu Mingxuan asked him.

"Yu Hongtao called me this morning." Ouyang Qing said, "That's why I asked Dr. Qin just now."

Shu Mingxuan was silent.

Smoke rises in Miaomiao.

"Do you know that you make me feel a little scared." Shu Mingxuan said, "I feel out of breath. I feel that everything is borne by you. I have got too much, whether I want it or not... Regardless of me Whether it is worthy or not, is it worth it."

"Put on the down jacket first." Ouyang Qing unfolded the clothes for him, "Don't catch a cold."

Shu Mingxuan ignored him and lit a second cigarette.

Ouyang Qing's arms trembled a little in the cold wind, and after a while he said: "What I do has nothing to do with you. It's all my own choice..."

"You are too selfish." Shu Mingxuan accused him, "You only think about your own happiness. You never asked me whether I was happy or not."

"You're right." Ouyang Qing accepted it calmly.

"Sickness too. Why didn't you think of asking me for help? We have been together for so many years and I am not your relative? Why do you want to hide it from me. Do you have the heart?"

"...The teacher is not good."

"You are the one who said to get married, and so is the one who said to break up." Shu Mingxuan held a cigarette and felt a little funny, "Ouyang Qing, if I tell you that I like someone else, and I plan to take him to the United States, the church I fancy to get married. You What do you want? Do you still want to come to watch the ceremony?"

This time Ouyang Qing was silent for a long time.

After a long time, Shu Mingxuan had already thrown both cigarette butts into the trash can downstairs.

By this time, the sky had already darkened.

The neighborhood is very quiet.

Except for the occasional security guard who passed by, there was no one else.

Snow falls from the sky.

Covers all surrounding plants.

In the distance is the sound of traffic rushing off the Guomao Bridge.

Ouyang Qing hugged the down jacket and stood against the wall under the glass eaves. After a while, his shoulders loosened, and he said, "Actually, I thought about such a thing at that time."

He said: "For five years... I have been waiting for the day when there will be a wedding invitation from you in that old letter box downstairs. Or, in the school reception room to receive something like this."

"I keep asking myself that question."

"If one day, you are ready to move forward, what should I do?"

"I want to buy a plane ticket to go to the United States, and bless you in the place where our memories should be left. Or leave and never see each other..." Ouyang Qing said, "I have asked myself this question many times. But I can't answer it."

Ouyang Qing looked up at him.

"If there is such a day, I probably won't show up. Just pretend I'm not there. Then you won't be sad, and I won't be too embarrassed." Ouyang Qing finally said softly.

He handed over the down jacket.

"Put on your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold."

Shu Mingxuan put on his down jacket silently.

Ouyang Qing seemed relieved.

"Okay, that's it." He nodded, "Then I'll go first."

Before he could turn around, Shu Mingxuan grabbed his shoulder and pressed him against the wall.

"Is it over with just a fluttering apology?" Shu Mingxuan gritted his teeth.

"You are older than me. You are a group with a high incidence of cancer. You are afraid that if you leave in the future, I will be sad. You might as well leave earlier. Maybe I will forget you and start a new life." Shu Mingxuan said for him.

"Yes." Ouyang Qing nodded, "It's better for you."

"When your father spent [-] yuan a month on treatment, you sold your house and car and asked me to fill the vacancy. When I was happy and smooth, you endured the pain caused by the operation alone, and you refused to see anyone. Your favorite job I can't do it either. I don't even know how you got here. Did you even write my name in the will. "

Ouyang Qing's eyebrows moved slightly, but she did not deny it.

"There are too many problems that people need to face in this life. Among the problems in life, you can prepare and give answers to some of them. There are also some questions, even if you prepare for your whole life, you may not be able to answer this question in the end." Shu Mingxuan choked and asked him, "Did the teacher say that?"

Ouyang Qing raised her eyes to look at him under the street lamp, her eyes were crystal clear: "I'm sorry, Xiao Shu, about your question. The teacher has not been able to answer it well."

Always……

Worry about gain and loss.

Be on the verge of leaving.

Moths fluttered into the flames and trembled with fear.

"If you can't answer well, answer well! Answer carefully! My teacher has never taught me this way."

Ouyang Qing couldn't bear it any longer, and asked him through tears: "Then what did your teacher teach you?"

Shu Mingxuan took out the phone from his arms, opened the file bar, and slid down to the first file, which was a very small MP3 audio.

Then he hit play.

The unique compressed audio makes the sound quality extremely low, and the current and noise make the sound almost distorted.

But after a series of electric tones, Ouyang Qing still heard the conversation from 13 years ago clearly.

"Hello? Hello, can you hear me? Teacher Ouyang, my name is Shu Mingxuan." His voice was tense and green, and he hadn't done systematic training yet.

"I can hear it." This was himself, a little soft and a little strange, "The recording of yesterday's training session will be released later, you can go to the group to get it yourself."

"Teacher, I've finished listening to the recording. I just want to ask you..." The young Shu Mingxuan said, "Teacher, can I take you as my teacher. I want to learn dubbing. It's not just for fun, it's serious."

The audio was quiet for a while, just the sound of electricity.

"I, I can pay the tuition." Shu Mingxuan hurriedly added, "Please, teach me."

"Once you choose the path of dubbing performance, this matter. There will be many unexpected difficulties you need to face. You will be in trouble, despair, confusion... Your heart is also good, your determination It’s okay, you will be vulnerable to many external forces. You will doubt yourself, you will doubt your choices...you will collapse, you will be at a loss, you will question yourself...unless you give up, your heart will always be suffering, and you will never be able to Get peace."

"Are you ready?" Ouyang Qing asked.

"I'm ready. Teacher, I will never give up! I will never give up!"

His voice slowly flowed out from time and space.

Spread from the past to the present.

"Okay, as long as you don't give up. Then the teacher won't give up on you...Xiao Shu."

Shu Mingxuan asked him hoarsely: "Did you hear that? Ouyang Qing, what did you say? You said that if I don't give up, you won't give up on me."

"I don't allow you to give up on me." Shu Mingxuan said, "I haven't given up on you yet."

"From today, I will answer the questions you can't answer for you. The questions you can't answer, we will answer together."

stubborn.

Proud.

lonely teacher.

Tears flowed down my face at this moment.

The author says:

There should be one more chapter to finish.