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"Fang Shaoyang?"

Before he had time to reflect on it for a second, Fang Shaoyang snapped the lid of the laptop shut, his heart beating wildly.

Did He Qiao hear it?

should not.

The microphone was indeed not turned on.

After checking again and again to make sure that I had escaped, my hanging heart thumped to the ground.He lay down on his back, buried his head deeply in his arms, the hot sweat all over his body had not completely subsided, and his back trembled slightly in the aftertaste of the orgasm.

Never had it been so embarrassing.Embarrassed and nervous, the whole person seemed to have fallen from the top of the mountain, and there was a feeling of weightlessness in the heart.

"He Qiao..."

In the darkness, he called out in a low voice with a difficult voice.

No one answered, only heavy breathing in the empty room.The waves in the distance were still heaving, and he silently endured the torment of longing, his muscles loosened and tightened, and he sweated layer after layer.

Of course I couldn't sleep that night.

In his dream, he dreamed of He Qiao, dreaming that they were still in the old house of the Fang family, and He Qiao told him to get out at the top of his lungs.He was at a loss and could not do anything, he stood in a daze under the bright light: "Do you really want me to get lost?"

Without saying a word, He Qiao pushed open the balcony door and threw something out forcefully.After seeing what it was, he rushed over to stop it, but unfortunately he was a step too late, watching the ring fall down the stairs.

"Don't throw it!"

He woke up with a yell, sweat dripping down his back.

—

A few days later, the long-planned wedding officially came.

This kind of outdoor activity is most afraid of sudden changes in the weather, but fortunately, God is very kind to Sun Guanlin.They turned the calendar and found out that the sea breeze was not strong, the sky was cloudless, and the blue skyline was far away from the coastline.

In view of today's blue and white theme, the clothes of the guests have also been carefully selected.As a very important supporting role, the organizer specially tailored a white suit for Fang Shaoyang. After wearing it, he was very handsome, and he was the most eye-catching among the group of young people.Sun Guanlin took him to say hello to relatives and friends, and said to everyone he met: "This is my son... This is my son Shao Yang... Of course my son is handsome..." It made people as cheeky as Fang Shaoyang start Excuse me.

In the evening the ceremony began.

As warm-up guests, several old friends of Sun Guanlin came to the stage to deliver speeches, and the groom was not allowed to step down after the speeches.They directly formed a temporary band, played and sang two songs with a sense of age, and the out-of-tune and broken sounds immediately heated up the atmosphere.

"This song was sung by Lao Sun when he confessed his love to his sister-in-law. We were thinking on the way here that we must encourage him to perform it again. He was not happy at first."

The audience laughed and booed: "Sun Zongbao is still young, and he sings well!"

"Go, go, go." Sun Guanlin said impatiently, but the corners of his eyes and brows were quite smug, "One or two will tease me, today is my important day, no one is allowed to tear down my platform."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Shaoyang amplified his voice in the audience and shouted: "The groom is the most handsome official in the world! The bride is the most beautiful in the world! A talented man and a beautiful woman are born to be together for a hundred years!"

Everyone burst into laughter, Lu Qingyi covered her mouth and was ashamed and ashamed, his master protected his wife and gave him a sideways look: "Wait for me, brat! When you get married, I'll see how I can mess with you!"

After I finished speaking, I realized that what I said was very inappropriate.

Fortunately, Fang Shaoyang's smile has not changed at all, it is still as bright as the sunshine above his head.I don't know if he doesn't care, or if he is mature enough to hide his inner loneliness.

During the whole wedding, he kept booing loudly in the audience, busy in and out to get props, greeted the guests and relatives present, and took care of everyone as if they were at home.Later, when it got dark, several beams of spotlights shone on the crescent-shaped stage, and he went on stage as a junior to present the ring.

Holding a pure black ring box, he trotted up to the stage, and after sending it out, he touched the prickly short hair on the back of his head, with a rare and shy smile on his face: "Master, we have been together forever."

The music is melodious and romantic.

Sun Guanlin's eyes were slightly red, and with everyone's blessings, he put on his wife's 40-year-late wedding diamond ring. Lu Qingyi was so excited that she couldn't help crying.

She is not in good health, and she will not live for a few years, which the husband and wife are well aware of.But if you can reach this point before the ashes return to the ashes, even if you close your eyes tomorrow, you will have no regrets in this life.

"Now invite the bridegroom to kiss our most beautiful bride..."

After the task was accomplished, Fang Shaoyang turned around and stepped off the stage, watching everything on the stage quietly from the side of the stage.

The light is so bright that it hurts the eyes.

"Don't go yet!" The master of ceremonies smiled and stopped the couple who wanted to run away after kissing, "You haven't delivered your wedding speeches yet."

There was another wave of laughter in the audience.

It was only then that Sun Guanlin remembered that there was such a thing, but after fumbling around for a long time, the little note he had prepared in advance disappeared.

"Why don't I go upstairs and look for it?" Fang Shaoyang called out in a low voice.

"Forget it, let me make a long story short." Sun Guanlin waved his arms, "Anyway, those present are all old acquaintances, so just don't laugh at me if you say something bad."

"No way!"

After being glared at by his wife, he cleared his throat amid the booing, and took the microphone from the master of ceremonies.

"Thank you all for taking the time to attend today's wedding. We are all busy people, and it is not easy to get together so well. First, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to everyone on behalf of myself and Qingyi...Qingyi and I met when we were studying abroad. , she was still..."

The romantic story from more than 40 years ago was mentioned again, and everyone listened with gusto, but Fang Shaoyang was not included.When he lived in San Francisco for a long time, Chinese school girl, poor boy, elopement, these key words made his ears callous.

Hiding behind the pillar, he took out the cigarette and lighter from his pocket, and a faint spark ignited between his fingers.

Such rich happiness inevitably makes people compare themselves to themselves.After the lively joy, emptiness emerged from every corner of his heart, trying to swallow this joy.The choking smoke drove away part of the emptiness, and he digested the rest in silence.

If there is another person beside him, leaning on his shoulder, he will probably feel better.If he was not alone, probably the sea breeze would not be so salty, and the surrounding lights would not be dazzling.But he knew he had to get used to it all sooner or later.

Sun Guanlin on the stage recalled the past and thanked his wife, but did not stop there.

"In addition, there is one person I want to thank, and that is Shao Yang. This wedding was actually a whim at the beginning. I wanted to use this method to make up for my debt to Qingyi. I didn't expect that he would support my idea after telling Shao Yang. Today you He is in charge of arranging the links, the layout of the scene, including everyone's board and lodging, even if it is his own son, he may not be as dedicated as he is. Shao Yang, Shao Yang?"

Hearing his name, Fang Shaoyang quickly squeezed out a cigarette and came out from the corner, looking at the stage in astonishment.

"Stand up straight! Keep your back straight." Sun Guanlin raised his face.

He couldn't help straightening his back.

"now it's right."

The eyes looking at him gradually faded from harshness and became extremely gentle. "Shao Yang, on this occasion today, I also have a few words to say to you."

Sun Guanlin paused.

"You are a good boy. I have long recognized this. It has nothing to do with your last name. I am more gratified than anyone else to see you grow up and mature day by day in the past few years. But I also know that you eat I have suffered a lot, I have suffered a lot, and I have a lot of grievances in my heart and I have no place to say it..."

There was silence in the audience, only the sound of the sea breeze.

"Good boy, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Just let go of what you want to do. Master will always believe in you and will always be your strongest backing. If one day you really get tired and lose, you can come back to San Francisco I beat my back and legs, and I will do whatever it takes to help you make a comeback just like last time. Do you hear me?"

Fang Shaoyang stood motionless under the stage.

"Why, are you dumb?" Sun Guanlin yelled at him.

Only then did he rub his face indiscriminately, "I heard it."

"Be louder!"

This time, it simply misfired.

Fang Shaoyang's lips moved, but there was no sound in his throat.All eyes in the audience were on him, and the content was mixed, some envious and some incomprehensible.Seeing this, the master of ceremonies took the opportunity to take over the conversation so that the process could continue.

"Next we..."

The sea breeze carried away the lingering sound.

In such a happy carnival night, this speech only took a few minutes, and did not cause any big waves.But for Fang Shaoyang's heart, these words were like stormy waves, and made his increasingly lonely heart feel a lot of warmth.

After the ceremony, all the guests went to eat and drink, and he was the only one who walked to the beach silently and sat by the sea in a daze.

The sand under his body was warm, he grabbed a handful, and then slowly let go of his hands, letting it flow out a little bit.

After all, this is his second summer in San Francisco. It is still dry and hot, but his mood is very different.The summer before, he was full of hatred and resentment, with sharp barbs all over his body.This summer, he calmed down a lot, even though his ambitions were unfulfilled.

He took off his heel jacket, and lay shirtless in the sand with his head resting on his arms, listening to the waves and thinking about the future.

Although San Francisco is good, it is impossible to live forever.He was born and raised in Linjiang, studied in Linjiang, met He Qiao in Linjiang, and sent his mother away in Linjiang, which is his home.What's more, he still has uncompetitive careers and people he swears to protect all his life.

But even if he returned to Linjiang, what would be the difference?

Still alone.

Going to the ends of the earth is also a person.You can go anywhere with your rucksack on your back, no matter where you go, there is no reason why you have to leave immediately.

Lying on the beach on his back, no one around.Facing the bright moonlight, he took out the ring that cost him half a year's savings from his pocket again, and put it on himself with great care.Then he closed his eyes, opened his hands, put his body into a big font, and lay there foolishly, not worried about who would laugh at him.

Because he is still young, he is open-minded.

But sometimes I regret it, and I regret it again and again.If only I didn't wait for Valentine's Day that year, if I confessed earlier, if I didn't go to Indonesia that time.If mother is still there, if He Qiao is still there, if everything starts over...

He has even thought about many details.If he could really go back to the past, he would not talk back to his mother anymore, and he would not dislike the bad food cooked by his mother. He would take the initiative to take Wukong to take a bath to get rid of insects, and give He Qiao a gift on every important day. Record everything you have said, and play it to yourself when you feel sad.

Although he knew that these things would never be possible again, he still couldn't help but recall that when he was at a loss and helpless, he went back to a certain crossroads in the past, assuming that he had chosen the right path at the beginning, imagining what would happen along the way, imagining How different your life will be.

He thought that he might not be an exception.Everyone who has suffered from regret should think, what if, what if, what if.

It's not illegal to think about it, it's just useless.

He lay there until his board shorts were soaked by the sea breeze before he got up, dusted himself off and returned to the apartment, where he dove into dozens of work emails.

Maybe it was because of drinking too much wine and blowing too much wind, or maybe it was because the energy was relaxed too quickly after the wedding, and he suddenly fell ill the next morning.