Bear Love◇Paradise Station◇

I never dreamed that I would run away from home on New Year's Eve, wandering the streets without bounds, watching the happy people on the street, are you going home for the New Year?But my family can never go back, so envious of them.

Zuo Ming, Zuo Ming is the only one I can contact at this moment. Thinking about myself is really sad. In this city where I grew up, I don’t have a real friend. My classmates are just competitors to the students of key high schools. How can there be any friendship? Word!At this moment, I cursed the education industry ten thousand times in my heart!

I called Zuo Ming, "Zuo Ming, I talked to them, and I chose to leave home very calmly, and I will not be able to return to that home in the future. I have no home now, hahahaha!" Yang Tian Laugh wildly, what a boldness this is!Finally let me experience it once!

"It's so serious? So what are you going to do now? Come to Beijing to find me?"

"I don't have any ideas now, let me think about it for a few days, anyway, I must leave this city." Dragging a heavy suitcase on the street with no direction, he couldn't help sighing, "Oh, today is New Year's Eve Thirty, be happy, don't worry about me, I'll think about it for a few days first, that's it." I hung up the phone.

The snow is still falling, but I can't feel the cold. Nothing can make people feel colder than losing their home, right?The wound on the body is still very painful, but it is nothing compared to the pain in the heart.

At this time, I needed alcohol anesthesia, so I bought a bottle of Erguotou, dragged my suitcase while drinking Erguotou, and smiled secretly, "Hehe, I'm such a homeless man."

After 7 o'clock in the evening, the sound of firecrackers began to ring non-stop.I like to set off firecrackers, the loud sound dispels bad luck, and then ushers in a year full of hope, every year.The colorful salute brought my vision back to this world, and I walked towards the tallest and biggest salute, hoping to see the happy expressions of those people.

I passed through an underground passage, and the soothing guitar sound echoed in the empty space. The melody was full of sadness and loss. Is there anyone else who is as depressed as I am on the [-]th night of this family reunion?I stepped up and walked towards the place where the melody originated.

will i really leave you this time

Will I stop crying this time

whether this time i will never look back

走向 那 条 漫漫 永无 的 路

Whether this time I have really left you

Are the tears dry and no longer flow

Is it fulfilled what I once said

情到 深处人 孤独

多少 次 的 寂寞 在 心头

只 为 挽回 我 将 的 脚步

多少 次 我 忍住 的 泪水

just to tell myself i don't care

Whether this time I have really left you

Is the spring water no longer flowing eastward

Is it fulfilled what I once said

情到 深处人 孤独

A song "Whether" by Luo Dayou made me sit opposite this singer wearing a peaked cap involuntarily.The low peaked cap covered his eyes, there were a few one-yuan banknotes in the can in front of him, and a bottle of Erguotou beside him. After he finished singing this song, he took a sip of Erguotou and continued.He kept his head down and played and sang. I can't stand these arty people the most. Once I get into it, I ignore the world.

It is snowing all over the sky outside, but it has nothing to do with me at the moment. In this empty underground passage, only the gusts of cold wind will make me realize that I am still in this world.Drinking Erguotou, listening to his sad music, the scenes of the past came to my mind ----- Mom and Dad, Zhao Xiaoyu, Zhao Yun, Zuo Ming, Mr. Chen, I have loved and I have been hurt, and now the family is reunited On Chinese New Year's Eve, I am so down and out on the street, is it destined that God will not show me a little mercy?

The singer on the opposite side sighed deeply, stroked the guitar lightly, and a sad melody came out from between his fingers.He sang:

Don't mention the past, life has been stormy

Even if the memory cannot be erased, love and hate are still in my heart

I really want to break the past and let it continue tomorrow

don't ask me for news

I like this song very much---"When Love Is Gone" by Lin Yilian and Li Zongsheng.Encouraged by alcohol, I followed him and sang:

Love it's a puzzle, it's blinding

Forget the pain, maybe you can forget you, but it's not easy

You're never really gone, you're always in my heart

I still have love for you I can't help myself

'Cause I still have dreams, still have you in my heart

Always easy to be moved by the past, always heartbroken for you

The singer raised his head and looked at me singing in surprise. Only then did I see his appearance clearly—thin but cool, his brows were full of fortitude, and behind black-rimmed glasses were a pair of piercing eyes.After I finished singing the boy part, he continued to sing:

Because of my unintentional tenderness in your years

Don't ask me if we meet again, don't ask me if I'm insincere

why don't you understand

as long as there is love there is pain

有 一 天 会 知道

Life wouldn't be different without me

Life is too hasty, I am so afraid that my eyes are always blurred with tears

If you forget me, there will be no pain, leave the past in the wind...

I was very devoted to singing this classic love song with him. After singing, I laughed out loud and took another sip of Erguotou.

"Brother, your singing skills are good." The singer stopped playing and said to me while drinking.

"Ha, is that right? I learned vocal music when I was a child, but I didn't continue to sing after that, I just sang casually!" I was a little proud of being praised by street singers, "I also like the songs you sang, very touching! "

"Well, music is about expressing mood and feelings. If you have feelings, it means that you have had similar experiences. Then the song will really sing to you." He raised the bottle and signaled for a toast.

I took a big sip, and the baijiu, which I usually don't touch, gave me such a refreshing feeling!

He plucked the strings, "Brother, let's sing another duet. Change your mood and sing Yu Quan's "The Most Beautiful", OK?"

"Haha, okay, this song is a classic!" I stood up, so that the airflow would be smoother for the fat man.

Another perfect cooperation, I didn't expect to have such a tacit understanding with this street singer I just met!

"Okay! Enjoyable!" He clapped vigorously, "By the way, buddy, why don't you go home for the New Year? I see you are dragging your suitcase." He glanced at my suitcase.

I sighed and said, "I just ran away from home, ha ha." Running away from home and being kicked out of the house are two different concepts, and I don't need to be honest with this stranger.

"Haha! It seems that we are really in the same boat! Me too!" He lifted the bottle and drank it down. "It is fate to meet someone who understands music at this special time! My name is Wang Boyi, what do you call me? "

"My name is Ye Zhen, you play the guitar really well." I replied to him.

"There is a price to pay for playing well. I dropped out of school for this, alas!" After speaking, he bowed his head and gently stroked his guitar.

Although the brim of the hat hides his expression, I can imagine what he looks like at the moment.

We were silent for half a minute, and he raised his head and said to me: "Since they are all homeless people, are you interested in singing with me? It's a bit abrupt for me to say that, but I think your voice and singing are very good .”

Singing is my hobby, but I have never thought about singing for a living, because in my opinion, being a singer requires a good appearance. Of course, occasionally there will be talented singers like Jin Xuefeng and Zang Tianshuo, but it is conceivable How difficult is their road to fame.But now I don't know where the road is, why not take a road that has never been taken?What am I afraid of? !

Maybe it was the effect of alcohol, I replied without hesitation: "Okay, then let's sing together!"

It was snowing heavily outside, and two frustrated young men in the underground passage were singing and laughing indulgently.