Chi Guang

Chapter 1 Brother, I dreamed of you.

The slowly drooping dark night covers the entire mountain city like a navy blue curtain, the long summer wind blows away the silvery white sky to reveal the stars like water, the neon lights at the foot of the mountain are flickering, the traffic is busy, the lights of thousands of families are reunited, lovers walk on the street holding hands, the whole Jiang Gong is waiting for the arrival of the new year.

Countdown to ten seconds.

Outside the camping tent in Nanlu Mountain, 16-year-old Xu Chichuan lit a whole fairy stick, watching fire trees and silver flowers blooming at his fingertips, and the bright and broken fireworks illuminated the pupils of the young man who looked like lacquer, and two beautiful dimples appeared in his eyebrows and eyes. , and handed half of it to the boy beside him: "Brother, make a wish."

Count down eight seconds.

"Okay," took the fairy wand with one hand, and pulled Zaizai with the other. The handsome boy with thin lips and slightly cool lips was in high spirits. He was wearing a thin black trench coat, but his palms were so hot that it was difficult to break free. The deep and quiet sea filled the whole body. On a midsummer night, the heat rises from the fingertips all the way up, enveloping the bones.

Count down six seconds.

Young and sincere, every word is firm: "I hope that Xu Chichuan will love me forever."

Count down five seconds.

The warm knuckles were slightly callused, and the flaming palm was as thick and warm as ever, which was the peace of mind that he could see when he lowered his head.

Count down three seconds.

"Okay," the crescent moon full of splendor and stars fell, and landed in the clear eyes: "I love you forever."

Count down one second.

The gust of wind whizzed past, a burst of cold swept across the whole body, the body fell into the black hole little by little and became heavy, the hands interlocking with Mu Shihai's fingers were torn apart, the blood was dripping in the cold wind, and countless sharp malice and ridicule surrounded him , a splitting headache.

Xu Chichuan, he is leaving.

He is leaving you.

He doesn't want you anymore.

A pair of hands waved wildly in the desolate darkness, trying to find straws, but hope slipped through the fingers again and again, and the chicks in the desolate cold night made a shrill sound.

"elder brother!"

Echoes echoed in the ruins, but no one answered.

The gradually spreading swamp engulfed the hoarse cry for help, and he struggled violently to no avail. He watched the mud slowly swallow him up, his mouth and nose were filled with stinky and rotten mud, his breathing was blocked, and his vision was blurred and cold.

Mu Shihai didn't want him anymore.

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and a white light tore through the dark and stiff night, illuminating the widened eyes that woke up from the nightmare. The dark and round pupils still had a bit of fear in the chaotic dream, and the person huddled in the corner of the bed gasped for breath , touched his face indiscriminately, the cold sweat in his hand was extremely wet and slippery, it took a long time for his heartbeat to stabilize, and his breathing was slow and even.

Chen Kexuan, who was sleeping on the bed opposite him, was snoring very rhythmically, and the air conditioner was making a low whine to cool down.The torrential rain outside came without warning, and the dense leafy forest was torrentially torrential.The wind blew the night and the rain dripped and slapped the glass windows, disturbing people's mind.

This is Qing University, not Jiang Gong.

There is only Xu Chichuan here, not Mu Shihai.

Gently opened the door, the cold rain splashed wantonly and wet the corners of the eyes, the moonlight was dim tonight, and the haze engulfed the clear and bright face, printing the comforted and calm despair settled under the light brown eyes.

The bright light of the mobile phone stung his dry eyes, and the big 26:[-] on the screen was like a bold red line, warning him that he should be sleeping at this moment, instead of staring at the wet eyes in a daze.

Unlock it, check the timetable of the high-speed train from Lanzhou to Jianggong, book tickets, set the alarm, climb into bed and hug the pillow and continue to wait for dawn in a daze.

In the second year after Mu Shihai left him, it was just 735 normal days and nights of insomnia.

Xi Guang closed his eyes in a daze when he was about to pierce through the clouds, and the seal pillow in his arms hugged him a little tighter, his crouched and restless posture exposed his fragility at a glance.

Brother, I dreamed of you.

Are you thinking of me, or do you want to forget me?

At six o'clock in the morning, Liu Wu, who has always been a light sleeper, opened the curtain of the bed, lay on the head of the bed and looked at Xiao Tuan Chong, who was wearing clothes underneath, unconsciously: "Morning, where are you going, Xiao Chuan?"

"Go out." He tied his shoelaces and got up to go out: "Director, don't lock the door for me at night."

"Hey! There is class in the afternoon, don't you..."

Xu Chichuan ignored the reminder that he had classes in the afternoon, took a taxi and went straight to the high-speed railway station, heading for the earliest train.Sitting upright with arms crossed, revealing some old stainless steel watch straps on the wrists, cold lenses block the thick anxiety under the long eyelashes, chest tightness and difficulty breathing, and it is difficult to control the unconsciously trembling right hand.After drinking the third bottle of mineral water, the terminal finally arrived.

"Master," exited the station and went straight to the taxi stand: "Go to Nanlu Mountain."

"okay!"

There are many mountains in Jiang Gong, and the climb up and down is rickety all the way. He walked in a hurry in the morning and didn't eat. Now he was shaking so that his face turned pale, the acid water in his stomach was churning and colic, and the feeling of vomiting went straight to the sky.

"Young man," the driver skillfully tore off a bag and handed it to him: "Spit it up."

"Thank you, I'm fine, how long is it?"

"Hurry up, pass this traffic light and go up the mountain."

Ten minutes later, Xu Chichuan got out of the car clutching his stomach, and climbed up to the top of the mountain with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The grass on the side of the road formed a thin layer of dew, and the snow-white sneakers were stained with wet mud. Wild flowers were everywhere, and the little daisies were particularly dazzling.The wind passed through the forest, leaving rustling footsteps all over the sky.Xu Chichuan dug through the bushes under his feet and went deeper, until there was no way to go, and he stopped in front of the thorn bushes.

If he remembered correctly, this should be the place where he and Mu Shihai set up a tent to camp. Now weeds are overgrown, and there is no trace of the old days.

"Zai Zai," said the bright and vivid young master in his memory, with handsome eyebrows and handsome eyes, his sharp and slender eyes softening the orange sky, "I will come here with my brother every year for New Year's Eve, and I will buy the biggest fireworks for you to see. "

He turned his head and went down the mountain, not allowing himself to watch this scene of right and wrong again.

The next location is Jiangbei No. [-] Middle School.

"Ms. Li," Xu Chichuan stood at the door and called the head teacher of the high school for help: "Uncle Security won't let me in, so you come to save me?"

"Why did you come back suddenly?" Li Yuzhun was still surprised when he entered the office: "School is on holiday?"

"No, I don't have class today." Xu Chichuan put the fruit basket bought on the way on the table: "I'll come back to see you."

"We, Xiao Chuan, still have filial piety," Li Yuzhun picked up the history book and a cup and sent him out: "You go shopping first, I still have classes, and the teacher will treat you to dinner tonight."

"You go, I can just go shopping by myself."

It has been almost two years since I graduated, and the teaching building with white walls and bricks is still tall. In the corridors, there are passionate and high-pitched rhetoric posted on the door of each class. There are students queuing up and waiting for questions everywhere in the office. Children who go back to the classroom to do exercises, when the class bell rings, the noisy corridors are instantly silent, and there is always a head teacher's big face on the small window at the back door.

Going all the way to the right after leaving the teaching building, the statue of the first principal stands quietly in front of Lianhua Square, with a solemn but loving expression.

"Look, cub." Every time the young master passes by this statue, the young master will have a venomous tongue attack: "This look is like a statue who took a kickback, and the realist sculpture is a stream of consciousness."

Behind him, a white pigeon flitted across the sky above the administrative building, and disappeared in a hurry. Several classes in the plastic playground were having physical education classes. Xu Chichuan stood on the stairs and watched them being forced to run around. Slip away and go into the canteen to buy popsicles and milk tea.

It is not the opening season, and the cherry blossom trees next to Zhiwei Building are bare. When the wind blows in April and May every year, the trees are full of trees, and there is a beautiful cherry blossom rain.

"Do you have enough money?" Mu Shihai frowned, worried that he would not have enough money to spend and eat, so he dragged people to recharge hundreds of dollars into the meal card: "Eat more, brother yesterday Holding you feels lighter than last week."

The boys’ dormitory is on the top of the back hill. There are a lot of roses blooming on both sides of the uphill, and creepers are densely wrapped around the outer wall. On the road, a boy dragged his luggage and was panting all the way. Xu Chichuan stopped, and his vision was blurred by the vibrant green in front of him.

In the two and a half years of high school, he never dragged his luggage by himself.

"Xu Chichuan!" Under the scorching sun, Young Master Mu was carrying the suitcase with sweat on his face, his back was covered with damp heat, and he scolded the boy who was sipping on the Nutrition Express while walking: "You can't decorate less! If I can't come someday, what will you do if you suffer from heatstroke on such a hot day!"

The small garden in the back mountain is a holy place for couples to date. Surrounded by towering trees, the luxuriant branches and leaves block the sight of the teaching director. The winding path leads to a secluded place overlooking the distance. The night breeze is cool, the sky is full of stars, and the lovers around are young.

He and Mu Shihai only went up once. After all, they were surrounded by a man and a woman. The existence of the two of them was a kind of abruptness.

He came out of school at four o'clock in the afternoon, and sent a message to Li Yuzhun saying that he still had something to do, and that he would have dinner with him next time.Turn around and stop a taxi, and run to the last place.

"Master," the boy, who hadn't eaten anything for a day, bent over and covered his stomach in pain, his lips were pale and pale, "Go to No. 23 Middle School."

With one kick of the accelerator, the middle-aged driver threw a small bread: "Little handsome guy, eat something, your stomach is rumbling like a cannonball."

In the old city of Jiangshi District on the 23rd, traffic jams started in the afternoon, and the entire road was blocked. The driver honked his horn angrily: "This is fucking, it started again."

"Let's get down here, master," Xu Chichuan took out his wallet, "I can walk a few steps, and you can turn out at the intersection ahead."

Familiar buildings, familiar street scenes.

He and Mu Shihai had been to the unattractive rice noodle shop in front of him, and he waited for the bus with Mu Shihai at the bus stop on the left. The big puddle at the fork in the road was still not repaired, and every time it rained, the water would splash when the vehicle drove by. Mu Shihai always let him go inside the mud that covered his trouser legs, and kept himself out.

Walking another ten meters, you can see the long and large slope at the school entrance. The small leaf banyan beside the slope is still covered with green cover, and the setting sun has soaked every inch of leaves, and the scattered shadows of the trees are covered by the fallen leaves. Lightly covered.

"Zai Zai," it was Mu Shihai's grievance at the school gate in the morning, he was hugged by his young master, and pressed against his ear to comfort himself: "Brother, come early from now on, see you, just that banyan tree , as soon as you come, I will wait for you there."

05:30 is the time for junior high school to leave school. Children wearing the same style of school uniform come out of the school gate one after another. Two teenagers are chasing after each other with their schoolbags. While turning around to make a face: "Come on! You can't catch me!"

Several little girls stood on the edge of the opposite stone row and kept looking in his direction, whispering and pointing, Xu Chichuan heard the words "so handsome", "so tall", "who are you looking for", and felt nothing in his heart. agree.

I'm not handsome, it's because you haven't seen what a really handsome person looks like.

For five full hours, when the sun set and the street lights dimmed, the thin young man under the banyan tree squatted when he was tired from standing, sat down when he was tired from squatting, and continued to stand when he felt numb, never leaving a step.

I dare not go in, because I am timid near the hometown.

It is clear that there is him everywhere, but there is nowhere.