crack

Jiang Xi has always remembered that song, remembering what Li Zongsheng sang: Don't rush the years, I won't chase those who go far away.

He always felt that the past between him and Pei Chongyuan had gone far away.

Five years, isn't that enough?

In the nearly three years since Pei Chongyuan disappeared, he didn't think about this person, he didn't think about everything about this person, thinking that he had successfully stripped him from his body and the world.

But when Pei Chongyuan reappeared, stood in front of him, explained the ins and outs with a low eyebrow, and then attacked him in this way.

Jiang Xi couldn't deny that the past and that person still had power over him.

There is still power.

Just like after an earthquake, although the city has been rebuilt after the disaster, it does not mean that everything has never happened.

Those who experienced that earthquake will forever be branded in their hearts.

Jiang Xi stroked the drum stick with his fingers, and he felt that maybe he should tell Pei Chongyuan that he hadn't played drums for several years.

You should also tell Pei Chongyuan not to waste your efforts, they are no longer in love.

no longer in love.

Jiang Xi frowned.

Until now, he also admitted that Pei Chongyuan loved him sincerely, even if he was not sure at first, but later, in the two years after he left, what Pei Chongyuan said to him and the way he looked at him could make Jiang Xi understand, He was loved.

But not enough.

Jiang Xi understood that sometimes he was too stubborn, and he never denied his cruel shortcoming.

The weakness of being cruel to oneself and others.

But he can't.

Did Pei Chongyuan love him?Probably loved.

Did Pei Chongyuan deceive him?Indeed cheated.

All his aloofness and indifference are nothing but a false pretense propped up by force. People who never lack tenderness and love will never understand what Pei Chongyuan's deception means to him.

Jiang Xi also had a nightmare. In the dream, he was like a clown performing on stage, pouring all his emotions into a one-man show of love, while Pei Chongyuan sat in the audience, looking at him with a playful smile.

Even though Pei Chongyuan later came to the stage to present flowers, he was still a clown.

Jiang Xi cares too much about dignity. In the past 18 years, in those days without love, what he lived on was dignity. Therefore, when he realized that his dignity was trampled on with love, what did others say? I can't hear it anymore.

Five years later, especially the next three years, Jiang Xi gradually calmed down without seeing Pei Chongyuan.

He began to look at all this rationally, and came to the conclusion that it was best to forget.

Forget it, never mention it, this is his best solution.

However, the person who thought he would never see him again came back.

Like a dusty traveler, after traveling for several years, he finally wants to return to his roots.

Jiang Xi put away the drumsticks and put them in the cabinet under the bar.

He thought: Even if Pei Chongyuan is a traveler who has taken care of himself, I am not the root he wants to return to.

Jiang Xi no longer loves, not only Pei Chongyuan, he also no longer loves others.

In the afternoon, Qin Song was busy at the bar, while Jiang Xi sat on the second floor in a daze.

"Huh?" Qin Song opened the cabinet at the bar and saw the rectangular box containing drum sticks, "Brother Xi, is this yours?"

Qin Song knew that Jiang Xi used to play drums and formed a band.

These are what Tong Ye told him, but Jiang Xi always keeps silent about the past.

Sometimes Qin Song sighed, if he had gone to college two years earlier, even just for a semester, he might have seen Gun Dog's performance at school. It is said that Gun Dog was very popular at the time.

Jiang Xi didn't get up, just sat there, just asked: "What?"

"This box!" Qin Song opened it and took a look, "Drum stick!"

The word "drumstick" suddenly seemed like a pair of hands grabbed his heart, twisted it hard, and a puddle of water came out.

"You take it and play."

Qin Song smiled and put the thing back in its original place: "I don't know how to play drums, so why would I want this!"

Jiang Xi didn't answer any more calls, and stayed there for a while, only to find that it was snowing outside again.

He glanced at the time, stood up, and walked downstairs.

"I'm going out for a while." Jiang Xi explained while putting on his coat, "I should be back before dark."

"Okay, let's go." Qin Song said, "Be careful driving, it's snowing again."

Jiang Xi gave a "hmm", glanced at the cabinet door behind the bar, turned and left.

He drove towards the cemetery in the suburbs, probably because of the sudden snowfall, and he was in a bad mood, so he wanted to see Kong Xun.

When it snows, whether it is a human or a ghost, it is easy to feel lonely.

Jiang Xi bought flowers, wine, and cigarettes, and walked on the snow to find Kong Xun for a chat.

Xuetian's cemetery looked more bleak than usual, and the people who were already asleep fell asleep at this moment.

Jiang Xi stepped lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the strangers, but he could still hear the sound of his feet stepping on the snow.

creak.

creak.

It's like a heartbeat that's out of tune.

Jiang Xi didn't expect to meet Pei Chongyuan.

When he passed by, he saw Pei Chongyuan standing there, the corners of his coat were turned over by the wind, and the snow fell on Pei Chongyuan's shoulders and head. At first glance, he looked like an elderly man with gray hair.

When Jiang Xi saw him, he just froze for a moment, but didn't turn around and leave.

Pei Chongyuan turned his head when he heard the voice.

When the heavy snow fell, it should have been silent, but when they looked at each other, it seemed that the snow had already made a sound, sonorous and powerful, deafening.

Pei Chongyuan said, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Xi ignored him, walked over, and glanced at the big bunch of stars that Pei Chongyuan put there.

The white stars are also covered with snow, and there is no boundary between the flowers and the snow, and you can't tell you from me, just like this cemetery, buried in snow and integrated with the earth.

He knelt down, placed flowers, and then placed wine and cigarettes in front of the tombstone.

Pei Chongyuan looked at him and said, "Do you come here often?"

"Come and take a look if you have nothing to do." Jiang Xi put away his things and stood up.

He stood half an arm away from Pei Chongyuan, with his hands in his pockets, looking at the photo of Kong Xun on the tombstone.

"In the past few years, they have indeed taught us a lesson." Pei Chongyuan withdrew his gaze and looked at Kong Xun, "Who would have thought before that we would be like this now?"

"Everyone's path is made by himself, and there must be an effect if there is a cause." Jiang Xi said, "It's just that, sometimes, God does accidentally hit hard."

The two were silent in the snow. Not far away, the snow broke the branch, and with a "click", the broken branch fell to the ground with the snow.

"Although you may not want to hear it, I did love you." Pei Chongyuan said, "Probably trust is the most irreparable thing, especially for you."

"Not especially to anyone," Jiang Xi said softly, "Anyone's sincerity and trust should not be let down."

"Yes, you are right." Pei Chongyuan murmured, "You shouldn't be let down."

He turned around, looked at Jiang Xi, seemed to hesitate for a long time, and finally made up his mind: "I also have sincerity towards you, and I don't expect to fix anything, but can you not just sentence me to death just because of that one time?"

Jiang Xi also turned to look at him, wanted to say something, opened his mouth, and finally said: "Must we settle our accounts in front of Big Brother?"

Pei Chongyuan suddenly realized that after so long, he had nothing to do with Jiang Xi.

"I'll wait for you outside." Pei Chongyuan said, "Let's chat in another place."

When he passed by Jiang Xi, he said softly: "Even if you are a death row prisoner, you want to get a reprieve."

Jiang Xi didn't move, and didn't turn his head until he confirmed that Pei Chongyuan had gone far.

The man was wrapped in the wind and snow, and walked out slowly. In the empty but crowded cemetery, they were as silent as the people lying here.

Jiang Xi kept watching Pei Chongyuan go out, then turned around and looked at Kong Xun.

"Why bother?" Jiang Xi said, "This is the most meaningless lesson in life."

When Jiang Xi came out, Pei Chongyuan was standing at the exit of the parking lot smoking.

The distance between the two was more than ten meters. Pei Chongyuan took a look at him, walked over, untied his scarf, and tied it for Jiang Xi.

Jiang Xi didn't hide, just stood there and let Pei Chongyuan behave.

On that day seven years ago, when Pei Chongyuan sent him back to school, it was also when it was snowing heavily, Pei Chongyuan tied a scarf on him with his own hands.

The scene is repeated, or in other words, the old tricks are repeated.

Impossible not to be emotional.

"I wanted to give it to you just now." Pei Chongyuan finished tying Jiang Xi's scarf, took a half step back, raised his hand to hold the cigarette in his mouth, and took a puff, "I'm afraid you will be thrown into the cemetery directly."

"Aren't you afraid now?"

"Look, whatever you want."

Pei Chongyuan said: "Look for a place to sit and chat? Or do you want to blow some air outside?"

The wind had already blown enough that it gave Jiang Xi a headache.

Jiang Xi turned and walked towards his car, Pei Chongyuan hesitated and followed.

The two sat in the car, and there was a faint fragrance in the car.

It's a mix of citrus and woody, light and indescribably calm and sexy.

Pei Chongyuan felt that the smell was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had smelled it.

Jiang Xi turned on the air conditioner and waited for the temperature inside the car to rise.

"I used to think that love couldn't last forever." Pei Chongyuan looked at the heavy snow outside the window through the windshield, and suddenly felt that it was really a turn of events. Back then, he was sitting in the driver's seat, while Jiang Xi was the co-pilot. Years later, they seem to have exchanged roles, "I always feel that there are many people in this world who please me, but the kind of love that must be him is simply something made up by artists to fool mediocre people like us."

Jiang Xi opened the car window and lit a cigarette.

"For me, love is a legend that cannot be studied in museums, it is the paintings hanging in the exhibition hall, it is a classic story that has been printed on the pages of books for hundreds of years, but it does not exist in the lives of ordinary people." Pei Chongyuan asked him , "Can I smoke?"

Jiang Xi opened the window of the passenger seat, and a small gap was his answer.

Pei Chongyuan thanked him and lit a cigarette.

"Xiaoxi, I've been thinking about it since then, but in fact this relationship has never been secure." Pei Chongyuan puffed out of the cigarette and said softly, "I love frivolously, and you love fiercely, but the two of us, fighting In their hearts, no one really believes that love is real. If this problem is not resolved, we will have to go to the point of breaking up sooner or later."