swimming fish

When the lights come on, deep in the alleys of the ancient city, there is a courtyard of the Bai people.

White walls and blue tiles, the exterior decoration is extremely simple, there are several lanterns with the word "wine" hanging high on the corridor, and under the lanterns are small open-air tables arranged in a line, with several plates of peanuts and edamame on the table There are local guests sitting around the table with a glass of wine.

This is a tavern in the ancient city, elegant and noisy.

Every year Song Yu meets with those few friends who come from afar in this tavern.Probably because it was this time every year, or maybe it was because Song Yu's behavior of changing a small room every time he came was too special, so in recent years, the boss had reserved a small room for Song Yu and the others without Song Yu telling her.

Today's Song Yu waited until nightfall before arriving late with his guitar on his back.Before entering the door, he also grabbed half of his half-length hair and tied it in the back of his head before pushing the door open.

He took off his usual coat and put back his short sleeves, revealing the blue-faced fang tattoo on his arm, and put on his previous outfit, as if nothing had changed.

With his pockets in his pockets, his eyes swept over the seat, his face seemed to have changed.Sitting on the left and right were two strange young people, with good looks, high nose bridge, red lips and white teeth, they were the popular little fresh faces nowadays.The only person Song Yu knew was the person sitting in the middle.As soon as he entered the door, he greeted the person sitting in the middle of the three people inside.

"Old Gao."

The man had a beard and a slightly fat body. He sat there with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, as if he was an image of a big brother.

Lao Gao was originally a guitarist in the band. Like Song Yu, he could write and sing songs, but they were not on the same line. At that time, Song Yu sang about a lonely voice, and then he sang about the vicissitudes of his life.

He took care of Song Yu a lot when Song Yu was just starting to work hard, and he always cherished Song Yu's talent, so he was the one who proposed the formation of the band at the beginning.

Lao Gao filled his own cup, and then pulled the vacant stool beside Song Yu.He glanced at Song Yu's back and no one came in, and then asked: "The two of them have retreated, so they can't say it. Why, Chen Yan isn't coming this year?"

Chen Yan just sent him a message this morning, saying that she and Xiaobai would go to vaccinate that yellow fur.

Song Yu nodded, and replied, "Yes. She won't come, she is busy raising cats."

As he spoke, he took off the guitar on his back and sat down next to Lao Gao.He glanced at Lao Gao, and then it was the same as before—drinking and talking about business.

He pulled the guitar case away and plucked the strings with his hands, his brows furrowed a little because the strings sounded wrong.

Lao Gao beside him also frowned, with a bit of surprise in his tone: "Forgot to tune?"

"Yeah." Song Yu raised his eyebrows, remembering that he forgot to tune the strings last night, it seemed like he was teasing Gray Mao with Ji Anhe until it got dark, but he didn't intend to share this matter. .

But it was reasonable for Lao Gao to be surprised, because the former Song Yu would always do these things well before coming.

And at that time, Song Yu would play the piece to be handed in neatly as soon as he came, and then ask for opinions. It's time to end this.

After that, I will talk about music in a step-by-step manner, such as which band's new song is better.

The annual gathering is said to be unremarkable, but it has three points of meaning. If it is meaningful, Song Yu doesn't know what it means...

But Song Yu couldn't refuse such a gathering.

Sometimes, that's how people are.

After Song Yu tuned the strings, he politely nodded to the two strange young boys on the left and right, and apologized.

But these two are fledglings, just like Song Yucai, their eyes are high above the top, and they are arrogant and unruly.They watched Lao Gao fill his glass with wine and listened to Song Yu imitating the example.Compared with the little boy on the left with more charming facial features and who wants to add wine to Song Yu, the boy with the cut hair on the right is obviously more difficult to get along with.

After the inch-headed boy filled his glass with wine, he glanced at Song Yu and called "Brother Song".

Lao Gao frowned visibly when he saw the man's actions. He gave the man a warning before introducing: "These two are newcomers, and they plan to form a group in the middle of the year."

Lao Gao first pointed to the short-cut kid on the right: "This is Zhou Xing, Xiao Zhou."

Then he pointed to the person on the left: "This is Xiaonian. It said that your songs in the past few years are quite suitable for them, so this time I just called for you to show you. If you want to have this kind of thought, go back and give it to me It’s okay to be an instructor.”

As soon as Lao Gao's voice fell, Zhou Xing was dissatisfied with Lao Gao's "Look at" wording, and he snorted softly; the other one had to calm down a bit, and he stroked the bangs on his forehead before he glanced at Song Song. He froze for a moment, and there was a bit of disbelieving contempt in his eyes.

Song Yu didn't care much about their overly arrogant actions.The young man was high-minded, he had it too, it was understandable, he did something even more absurd at that time.

So he suppressed his smile, turned around and raised his hand to cover his guitar case.

"Where can I see what?"

Song Yu smiled and took the beer from Lao Gao's hand and filled it up for himself. He knew that Lao Gao's words were just a scene, and the point was to ask Song Yu to go back and give advice.

But Song Yu knew how much money he had, and when he saw people, he said, "I've retired for so many years, how can I know what's popular or not. Now I can write two songs, and that's what the boss thinks highly of me." Me, just give me a way."

Zhou Xing's gaze relaxed a little after hearing Song Yu's belittling words, believing it to be true.It's just that the person who had always looked calm turned his squinting eyes and became more contemptuous.

"It's hard work, Lao Gao." Song Yu turned a blind eye to that look, turned around and buckled the guitar case, and the muffled sound echoed in the small room where the atmosphere had never been warm. , otherwise, let’s stop here.”

When Lao Gao saw that Song Yu had closed his guitar case, he also had an idea in his heart, so he gave it.He raised his glass to match Song Yu's, and smiled like a peacemaker: "Okay, don't talk, don't talk. Today, we are just drinking."

"Then drink, it's been a long time since I've had a drink, but it's a pity that Xiao Zhe and the others didn't come this time." Song Yu clicked his tongue, walked down the slightly clumsy steps that Lao Gao gave, and talked about those things. Band members who were not present.

Song Yu knew that once he talked about the past, every time the tense atmosphere would be eased between people.

At first, he and Lao Gao kept drinking the wine they ordered today, and then Lao Gao was still intentionally or unintentionally building a bridge for the two children, and Song Yu also turned a blind eye and drank with the two children. Two glasses, and by the way, said a few auspicious words to wish them a bright future, and the two children drank two glasses with pride.

Song Yu looked at the bottomed wine glasses of the two, pursed his lips and smiled.

He has been immersed in the bar of Youyu for several years, and his drinking capacity has increased in the past few years. After all, those two children can't compare.Especially the inch boy.

After drinking a few cups, Zhou Xing's face turned red.

When Song Yu came to toast again, he refused, and lied that he was going to get drunk and stopped drinking.Zhou Xing's face turned gloomy, but Song Yu didn't pay attention to his face, looking down at the mobile phone whose screen suddenly lit up in his hand, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

[ji]: Are you still awake?

【Fish】: almost drunk

[Fish]: Mr. Ji, come pick me up?

【Fish】:[Send current location]

[ji]: coming

Song Yu looked at what Ji Anhe said when he came back, and he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

He quietly counted the time in his mind, counting when Ji Anhe was coming, and got up as an excuse to go to the bathroom.

As soon as Song Yu got up, Zhou Xing turned around and grabbed a small piece of hair.

"Hey, where are you going?" Zhou Xing asked a little bit.

Song Yu's hair, which was loosely tied before, fell loose because of Zhou Xing's action, which made Song Yu pause.Zhou Xing's eyes looked over, half of his eyes were covered by the loose half-length hair.

A pair of eyes that accommodate the spring breeze makes people look as if they have been swept up by a gust of spring breeze, into the clouds, floating.

But in a blink of an eye, the joy in those eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by a smell as sharp as a cold wind blowing over.

Song Yu gouged out a look at the man whose eyes were darkening, bent down and picked up the rubber band that tied his hair, and said in a cold voice, "It seems that this kid is also drunk? Why don't we break up early today."

"That's fine." Lao Gao stood up, and while talking about what he paid for today, he pushed Song Yu out of the small room together.

Lao Gao, who had just left the house, pulled Song Yu aside, and said two good words for the two of them: "Song Yu, these two boys just came out, they don't know the rules, and they don't have the same respect as we used to. The consciousness is high, and the spirit is high, and it has not been settled... You also came here like this, so don't get angry with them."

"I'm not angry. People like me who left a few years ago are not considered seniors. I know how much I have." The sharpness in Song Yu's eyes just now also subsided at this time, and he looked at it with a sad expression on his face. Lao Gao raised his hand and patted Lao Gao on the shoulder.

"you……"

Song Yu said: "I'm not because of them. It's because I really don't want to get involved anymore. I want to live my own life like Chen Yan and Xiao Zhe. That's all. So let the boss not worry about it." I'm on it, I'm fine now. And..."

Lao Gao sighed, lit a cigarette for himself, and passed the cigarette to Song Yu: "And what?"

Song Yu looked at the cigarette that Lao Gao sent over, he couldn't help but think of the kiss by the dead wood, he pursed his lips, and rejected the cigarette that Lao Gao handed over.

"And I have someone I like, and that person seems to like me a lot now."

Song Yu's voice was a little brisk, and he was conceivably happy. He looked down at the new news on his phone while talking.

【ji】: I'm here.

[Fish]: I'll come out after I spit in the toilet.

【ji】: How much did you drink?

【Fish】: not much

[ji]: Turn on location sharing and I will come to you

[Fish]: open and wait for you

Song Yu bid farewell to Lao Gao and walked to the bathroom, the smiles in his eyes filled instantly.Lao Gao looked at the smiling people and was stunned for a while.

He hadn't seen Song Yu so happy for many years.

Last time they were told they were going to put out a band album...