The mountains and rivers are gentle today

Chapter 10

It was five past eleven, when the "Qingbei Class" was out of school.

The power supply still didn't come, Lin Xiqing touched the phone deep in her pocket, she forgot to charge it last night, it seemed unrealistic to go home with a flashlight.

She held up the candle, determined to let the candle glow and glow until the end.

"Hey, isn't that it?" When leaving the teaching building, Xu Lan poked Lin Xiqing's arm that was not holding the candle, and motioned her to look under the tree in front of the teaching building.

Lin Xiqing turned her head along her fingers, and saw Cheng Yanfan who was leaning on the osmanthus tree and playing with his mobile phone.

"Hey, it's too blatant to play with your mobile phone at the entrance of the teaching building." Lin Xiqing leaned over and tapped Cheng Yanfan's shoulder.

"I watched the dean go." Cheng Yanfan put away his phone and followed Lin Xiqing to the outside of the campus.

Lin Xiqing looked at her suspiciously, then looked back at Xu Lan, Xu waved at her and ran out of the school gate as if oiling the soles of his feet.

"Be careful of the steps." Cheng Yanfan gave Lin Xiqing a hand—Lin, who was trying to catch up with Xu Lan, stumbled a step when he stumbled over the steps in front of the teaching building.

Cheng Yanfan glanced at Lin Xiqing, who had put out his hand to protect the candlelight even after he almost fell, silently took out his cell phone again, and turned on a flashlight.

"Thank you." Lin Xiqing rushed to Cheng Yanfan and put his palms together.

She plays with her mobile phone at the entrance of the teaching building at night, is it because she is waiting for me?

It seems a little self-indulgent.

Lin Xiqing shook his head, breaking free from his own thoughts.

"Are you afraid of the dark?" Cheng Yanfan followed the light area swept by the flashlight and asked without squinting.

"Why do you say that?" Lin Xiqing asked back.

"You seem to be very concerned about light, all kinds of light sources."

"It's not that I'm afraid of the dark." Lin Xiqing held up the candle, took two light steps forward, and made a gesture of the dance they performed on Christmas Eve, "It's just that I prefer light."

It was at this time that Cheng Yanfan took the candle from Lin Xiqing's hand, and stuffed his mobile phone into Lin Xiqing's arms.

"I suddenly thought of a dance," she said.

In the quiet and deserted school, the last batch of students hurried home, and the people and cars in the family area had already returned home tiredly.

In the dark world without light and human voice, it seems that there are only these two people left in the world.

On the only lane of No. [-] Middle School, Cheng Yanfan held a candle, stretched his body, and danced lightly.

Lin Xiqing has watched Cheng Yanfan's modern dance many times, but this is the first time she has seen Cheng Yanfan dance a folk dance.

A beam of faint firelight illuminated a small area of ​​her wrist, and the thin wrist bones were particularly eye-catching under the flickering yellow firelight.The flickering light moved between the fabrics with her movements, and Lin Xiqing felt that the ordinary No. [-] Middle School uniform jacket on her body was transformed into a gorgeous robe at this moment.

Cheng Yanfan's movements were solemn and almost divine, and Lin Xiqing was almost fascinated by them.

She had learned her own folk dances very poorly back then, because she always disliked the vulgarity of folk dances, so she didn't even appreciate them seriously.This is the first time she has seen a folk dance so close, without costumes, stage lights, or even accompaniment.

But she clearly saw the mountains and rivers at this moment, and saw the majestic momentum.

In the end, Cheng Yanfan was stopped by the security guard who was cursing and hurriedly closing the school gate. Lin Xiqing rolled up his sleeves and planned to have a few words with the security guard, but was stopped by Cheng Yanfan.

"Okay, let's go." Cheng Yanfan gently pushed Lin Xiqing.

"This uncle really doesn't know how to appreciate it!" Lin Xiqing turned her head while being pushed by Cheng Yanfan.

"Okay, okay." Cheng Yanfan pushed Lin Xiqing in front of him, "Are you still looking for me at the track?"

"Ah?" Lin Xiqing reacted for two seconds, remembering that "Track" was the bar where Cheng Yanfan worked for the atmosphere group.

"Hurry up if you want to go, I'm leaving soon." Cheng Yanfan folded his arms.

"That's great!" Lin Xiqing took a step back and hooked Cheng Yanfan's neck, "Before you leave the job, go and witness your farewell to the old era!"

Lin Xiqing felt that she still remembered that it was a good dressing habit to take off her school uniform at home before entering the bar street, but the clothes of the people on this street still made her a little weird.

Isn't it really cold to wear such a little in winter?

Wow there's a guy in a down jacket - wait is it really normal to wear a down jacket like that?

Lin Xiqing dodged all kinds of strange people along the way, and finally found the "Track" bar where Cheng Yanfan worked at the other side of the road.

I don't think this store is too eye-catching, at least the store's eye-catching degree among other stores is far less than Cheng Yanfan's eye-catching degree among the crowd, and I don't know why she earns money from this atmosphere group here.

Is it because the owner of this store graduated from No. [-] Middle School?

Lin Xiqing stood at the door of the store and hesitated for a moment, looked up and admired the logo with the word "Track" in black artistic characters on a white background, together with a stick figure of a black goblet under the Chinese character and a stick figure of maybe a wave or something, smacking There is a hint of the aesthetic taste of a middle-aged greasy uncle.

Is this really the aesthetics of the students who just graduated from No. [-] Middle School?

At the bottom right of the signboard, there is a row of small cursive characters distributed on several rows of horizontal grids. The characters jump up and down. Lin Xiqing suspects that it may be trying to

Create some kind of design concept that resembles a stave.

She recognized it for half a minute, and finally saw that the words were probably

——"The trajectory of the galaxy, the clear autumn on earth".

Whoa, where is this going?

Lin Xiqing felt that he could despise this store mentally.

She looked down at her clothes again, and imagined her plain face.

She felt that she was probably completely despised by this store in the skin - to be precise, by the whole street.

Alas, it really doesn't belong to me.

Facing the blurry silhouette reflected by the store door, Lin Xiqing tidied his bangs and entered the store with his head raised.

Anyway, she came to inspect Cheng Yanfan's work and left, regardless of whether the place belonged to her or not.

Maybe it was because she was dressed so much like a high school girl who had gone to the wrong place, no one came up to greet her at all, and she just walked into the inner field smoothly like a bystander who was suspended from the world.

She saw Cheng Yanfan in front of the bar, wearing exaggerated heavy makeup, but under the interlaced red and blue lights, she didn't seem to violate harmony at all, but the flickering lights added a sense of femininity.

She drank a glass of wine cheerfully, and lit the empty glass to the man beside her.

Lin Xiqing was standing on the dance floor five or six meters away from the bar, and all kinds of men and women clung to her and bumped past her, like a Tang monk who strayed into a pansi cave.

She skipped her evening chemistry study, left the world she hated but was good at, and plunged into the world she hated and was not good at.

Cheng Yanfan noticed her at this moment, waved at the man beside her, and walked towards her.

"Brother Sun, let's drink with you again!" Cheng Yanfan turned around and smiled, Lin Xiqing had never seen such a smile on her face.

"You're really here." Cheng Yanfan smiled at Lin Xiqing, returning to her usual appearance.

"Yes." Lin Xiqing put his hands in his pockets, looked up and looked around, and felt that the infield seemed to be a little hot, "It's quite novel."

"I'm not used to it." Cheng Yanfan followed Lin Xiqing's eyes and looked around, there were crazy men and women dancing, shaking dice, slapping each other and laughing while slapping each other, "I don't think we are in the same world as you? "

After being pointed out by Cheng Yanfan about his inner activities, Lin Xiqing said impulsively, "So, are you telling me that we are not from the same world?"

"I want to tell you," Cheng Yanfan said slowly, "I'm going back to the same world as you."

Tonight is Cheng Yanfan's last night on the track, and she can go back after paying her salary with her boss, Brother Sun.

Lin Xiqing walked back with her.

According to Cheng Yanfan's usual habit, she took a shortcut and went straight back to the rented house, but when she turned a corner at the intersection, she suddenly remembered that Lin Xiqing seemed to prefer to take the well-lit section of the road, so she turned around and walked away. main road.

It was already twelve o'clock in the rental room, Cheng Yanfan went to the bathroom to wash up, Lin Xiqing sat on the chair in the living room bored, dangling his legs, looking around aimlessly.

Suddenly, she noticed something protruding from the pocket of Cheng Yanfan's jacket that he had just taken off on another chair in the living room.