Cloud Chaser Cemetery

Will you follow me?Is it necessary to see him?

Kang Zhe leaned against the wall outside the school, lit a cigarette, but did not smoke, but hung on one side, silently watching the ash fall to the ground.

After more than a year, it seems that there is still no progress. It really doesn't look as smart as it actually is.

Kang Zhe crushed the soot that fell on the ground with his shoes, and the white ash mixed with the soil, turning into a dirty cloud of dust.

Kang Zhe looked at the messy ground that had been rolled over and over again, and felt that his irritability was a little funny, subconsciously raised the corner of his lips, and smoothed it out boredly.

Kang Zhe waited at the school gate almost two hours earlier than the end of get out of class time, but only 10 minutes before the end of get out of class, did he see Tang Yuhui shuffling over——

He stopped moving when he was about 200 meters away, and the process of stagnation was also very funny. After walking two or three steps forward, he stopped in place as if he had reacted, and then stepped back a little, as if Moved a few steps to the side as if the soul had come out of his body, and hid behind a tree.

It's not like a lamb anymore, it's a bit like a rabbit.

Kang Zhe glanced over there, and quickly looked away.

His fingers tapped on his forearm unconsciously, his eyes had nowhere to fall, he could only stare at the national flag on the playground boredly.

The wind on the plateau is strong. In Kang Zhe’s impression, the red silk-like flag has never been static. Like the prayer flags that are always blown up by the wind, it is always enthusiastically flying in the emptiness of the wilderness. Open your wings.

Xiao Jia soon came out of school, today is a holiday, he will lower the national flag, and raise it again on Monday.

Kang Zhe didn't say that he was going to pick him up this week, so he waited patiently for a while, until the national flag was completely lowered, and Xiao Jia walked towards him in surprise. There was really no reason to stay any longer.

Kang Zhe took a look at the tree hiding the world's least intelligent animal, hung Xiao Jia's schoolbag on the handlebar, started the motorcycle and left.

"Brother Ah Zhe, why did you suddenly come to pick me up today?" Xiaojia sat on the back of the motorcycle, not daring to hug Kang Zhe's waist, and Kang Zhe was driving faster than usual, so he could only contort his expression Holding the back seat with great difficulty.

Kang Zhe didn't answer, Xiao Jia blinked his eyes indifferently, anyway, it's great that he doesn't need to take a truck back, even if it's by the way, he's lucky today.

When he arrived at the inn, Xiao Jia jumped off the motorcycle skillfully, took off his schoolbag obediently, put it on his back, and walked into the inn, "Brother Ah Zhe, are uncles and aunts back today?"

This is not a nonsense, but still did not get an answer, Xiao Jia turned his head a little puzzled, and found that Kang Zhe was still sitting on the motorcycle, with his hands still on the handlebars.

Xiao Jia asked in a daze, "Brother Ah Zhe?"

Kang Zhe raised his drooping eyelids, as if he just heard what he said, "My parents won't come over tonight, I made you food and kept it in the pot, and kept it warm with hot water. You can warm it up yourself."

Kang Zhe put on the helmet again and started the motorcycle. Through the wind and the helmet, the voice was so vague that he couldn't hear clearly, "I'm going out for a while, I have something to do, don't wait for me to come back at night."

The cold wind at night blew on his body like metal, Kang Zhe thought idly while riding his motorcycle, he shouldn’t be so stupid, I thought too much.

The usual ride to the school was cut in half. When Kang Zhe was about to reach the school gate, he stopped the motorcycle a long way away, and walked through the darkness in the dark until he reached Tang Yuhui, who was hiding in the afternoon. under the tree.

Fortunately, already gone.

Kang Zhe stood there for a while, sighed again for his meaningless behavior, leaned against a tree and smoked a cigarette, and threw it on the ground and crushed it before it was finished.

He returned to the national highway and walked towards the place where the motorcycle was parked. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and glanced at the school gate.

Under the surrounding night, Tang Yuhui was alone, not knowing what he was thinking, squatting at the dilapidated school gate, without any luggage, raising his head as if in a daze, wondering if he was looking at the stars .

At the moment when this scene was seen, Kang Che actually didn't know what he was thinking.

He was really confused and also found it funny, the night sky can be seen everywhere, stars are everywhere, only Tang Yuhui would regard these extremely ordinary things as the whole of his world.

Kang Zhe wanted to ignore it as usual, and even taunted him, but the innocent and compassionate starlight knocked on his soul irresistibly for the first time, something small made him feel pain, pressed his heart and lungs, and made Kang Zhe feel the pain for the first time. Once I knew for sure that besides flesh and blood, people really have another form of pain.

He wanted to go over and tell Tang Yuhui that you should go, and he wanted to ask him what's so interesting about it.

But Kang Zhe didn't do anything in the end, he lit one cigarette after another, but he didn't take a puff, just let them burn meaninglessly, and then hung to the ground.

It wasn't until Tang Yuhui finally got up after an unknown period of time that Kang Zhe followed and left the tree, followed Tang Yuhui, walked with him for a while, saw Tang Yuhui randomly entered an inn, waited for a while, After confirming that he would not come out again, he left the inn.

When going back, Kang Zhe walked aimlessly under the starry sky that he was familiar with and experienced hundreds of times.

He also complied with the beautiful symbolic meanings in the world, looked up at them for a while, and finally felt that he understood a little bit.

Although those stars are not so unique, when people look at them, they seem to look back very hard. They are indeed beautiful, and they are probably really yearning.

But Kang Zhe feels that if those twinkling silver lights, the lighthouses hanging in the sky, and the shining stones that have been given beautiful names by countless people and hundreds of millions of years ago, are not looked at with loving eyes, those twinkling What a flash of something is like a distress signal.

Just the moment I looked up at them, they were all off.