This is the first time that Jiang Yan saw Gu Fei crying.

When I heard him cry, I felt his body tremble slightly, his chest was warm, and it was Gu Fei's tears.

Jiang Yan always felt that he was a fairly strong person. Every time he came here, he cried out and cried. He cried again, why are you crying again.

He always felt that Gu Fei was stronger than himself, or in some respects, Gu Fei was more indifferent than him and "cold" than him. He had never associated Gu Fei with tears in his subconscious.

But now, this person he feels a bit indifferent, steel mill bully, no one in the school dares to mess with the handle, will take good pictures, will put sugar in his pocket, will be coquettish, and will say that My wrong bunny obediently, just buried on his chest.

cry.

Crying from the beginning of the whispered depression, slowly turned into a grieving venting roar.

Jiang Yan has never seen Gu Fei like this, nor has he imagined it. Now he just feels confused in his mind, he doesn't know how to comfort, and he doesn't want to comfort.

This kind of Gu Fei should not need comfort. No matter how brilliant the comfort is, it will not help Gu Fei.

He just listens here.

Gu Miao, who has been drawing rabbits by the side, doesn't know when to stop, holding her pen to watch Gu Fei quietly, twisting her eyebrows, but her face is calm.

This expression reminded Jiang Yan of the time when he fought with Gu Fei, and the time when Gu Fei knocked people into the tree. Gu Miao had a calm expression, and didn't seem to know what happened.

Jiang Yan didn't know what she was thinking, or if she was thinking, or Gu Fei's pain, could she feel it.

Jiang Yan bowed his head and kissed him on the top of Gu Fei's head, and put his lips on his newly grown hair.

Today's situation is something he did not expect at all, and he regrets it a bit.

But fortunately.

If he has never heard these words from Gu Fei today, will he never know Gu Fei's true thoughts, his helplessness and despair will always be a secret.

In case ... in case they really separate one day, will he never know that the person who once occupied the important position in his confused youth has such a secret in his heart.

He lowered his head and nudged Gu Fei's head again with the tip of his nose.

"Don't tie it?" Gu Fei asked with a stuffy voice in his chest.

"Huh?" Jiang froze, and Gu Fei's nasal voice sounded distressing.

"Hair, I feel prickly when I touch it." Gu Fei said.

"It's a bit," Jiang Yan frowned at the hair on top of his head again. "Don't you plan to let it grow, how many times have you shaved ..."

"I think I'm handsome like this." Gu Fei dangled on his clothes.

"... Will you wipe my face with my clothes?" Jiang Yan looked down.

"Well," Gu Fei paused, and slowly moved down, "use pants without clothes."

"Fuck," Jiang Yan was startled, glanced at Gu Miao next to him, Gu Miao still held the pen and watched them yelling, he quickly pulled Gu Fei's clothes and pulled up, "Your sister is watching! "

Gu Fei stopped, his face was still buried in his stomach, reached out and flicked his fingers on Gu Miao's drawing paper. Gu Miao lowered her head and continued to draw rabbits with a pen.

"I'm going ..." Gu Fei stood up on the sofa, bent over and looked at Jiang Yan, "wash his face."

"Okay." Jiang Yan nodded.

Gu Fei still had tear marks on his face, and his eyelashes were all wet. They were twisted into tears by tears, and this made Jiang Yan's heart soften suddenly, and his heart was distressed.

"You have long eyelashes," he said.

"Your eyelashes are also very long," Gu Fei smiled, came over and kissed him on the forehead, "are you waiting for this sentence?"

"Get out of here," Jiang Yan said.

Gu Fei went to wash her face. Jiang Yan looked over at Gu Miao, who was about to paint the rabbit on the second sheet of paper, and took her another piece of paper.

The living room was very quiet. Jiang Yan raised his head and leaned on the sofa. He felt a little heavy, but it was strangely transparent, like the feeling of exhaling his nose for a week after a severe cold. .

Gu Fei didn't hide from his sight, and the tears on his face showed in front of himself like that, and he liked Gu Fei.

I may not want you to see it, but if I want to let you see it, I will not hide it.

Jiang Yan stood up and went into the toilet. Gu Fei was holding a towel wrapped with ice cubes and pressing it on his eyes. He stuck it behind Gu Fei and hugged him: "Eye is swollen?"

"A bit, not serious," Gu Fei said, "It's almost 15 minutes."

"I was just afraid you scared Gu Miao." Jiang Yan said.

"No," Gu Fei smiled. "She can't feel the emotions of others."

"So," Jiang Yan sighed softly, "I ... feel it."

"That scared you?" Gu Fei asked.

"No," Jiang Yan said. "It's especially distressing."

"It's nothing," Gu Fei said. "Some things just shut the door and try to open the door and go out. No one knows how much unsatisfactory there is in the back. It looks like a bird."

Jiang Yan didn't say anything, lowered his head and bite on Gu Fei's shoulder.

"When did you remember the score?" Gu Fei asked with iced eyes.

"What spectrum?" Jiang Yan didn't respond.

"The song played today." Gu Fei said.

"Just listened to that one before, and I remember almost," Jiang Yan said. Thinking of this, he was not feeling for a while, because Gu Fei didn't hear that he felt some regret, because if it didn't happen Cha cha, he and Gu Fei did not have today's communication, "I changed a bit, and I can't remember some places."

"It's very nice, it's better than before." Gu Fei said.

"Huh?" Jiang Yan raised his head suddenly and looked at him in the mirror. "Did you hear? Didn't you go? I didn't see you when I came on stage!"

"I left after hearing," Gu Fei changed his eyes and pressed, "The auditorium is not soundproof, I just finished listening under the window on the back wall."

"I depend," Jiang Yan said with his mouth open for a long time and didn't know what to say, so he repeated "I depend."

"But I didn't hear it very clearly," Gu Fei turned and leaned against the sink. "The school stereo doesn't work."

"Ah." Jiang Yan still didn't know what to say.

"Help me click on it, brother." Gu Fei handed him the ice towel.

"Oh." Jiang Yan took over and pressed the towel to his eyes.

"My song was poorly written, it was still small at that time," Gu Fei said, "blindly written."

"Are you bragging?" Jiang Yan said. "It's very clever."

Gu Fei laughed: "I mean it."

"In the eyes of people like me who don't have music cells, you're properly an eight and a half pound bull." Jiang Yan looked at him.

"Civilization," Gu Fei said.

"Eight and a half pounds of oxen fork." Jiang Yan said.

Gu Fei went to the corner of his mouth, came over and kissed him on the tip of his nose: "Are you really angry today?"

"It's not angry, either." Jiang Yan took the towel down and twisted the water. "You know my temper, sometimes I just can't hold it down. I just felt that if you were angry, you would be upset, unhappy, At least tell me, you come and scold me for a few words like Jiang Yan your **** fool or fight with me, I can also know what's going on right? "

Gu Fei said nothing and kissed him forward.

Jiang Yan paused, and Gu Fei's tongue swept from his teeth, and then he returned to his senses, clenched Gu Fei and tangled with him.

Like the enemies, the enemies met with jealousy, the tip of their tongues resolutely stood out, and those who were too bright could not distinguish between winning and losing for a while.

Jiang Yan felt that he was particularly hungry, and he wanted to rub Gu Fei into a ball and slap him into his arms, or bite on him with a bite.

Gu Fei may have the same idea. He pushed him to the wall from the earlobe to his shoulders. Jiang Yan finally couldn't hold back, grabbing Gu Yi and biting his arm before Gu Fei.

"You are a dog!" Gu Fei pinched his cheek, "Relax!"

Jiang Yan loosened his mouth, leaned against the wall, raised his head and let out a long breath, and closed his eyes.

When the two returned to the living room, Gu Miao had finished drawing another rabbit and was looking at this picture book seriously.

Jiang Yan really couldn't figure out the behavior of a child like Gu Miao. There are so many pictures in the picture book, rabbits, dogs, chickens, birds, kittens, piglets. She clearly looks very happy, but only draws rabbits.

"Changing clothes." Gu Fei took his own T-shirt and handed it to Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan went into the bedroom and changed his clothes: "Are you going to take a picture? Is your camera held by Yi Jing?"

"Well, she'll get it in the store," Gu Fei said. "I won't shoot it today, and the light is bad now."

"You usually ignore her, how do you feel familiar?" Jiang Yan asked.

"After all, he is the monitor," Gu Fei glanced at him. "Lao Xu used to arrange for her to make up for me."

When talking about Lao Xu, Jiang Yan couldn't help but yelled, "I really should stare at Lao Xu to make him stop talking."

"Actually, you can't blame Lao Xu," Gu Fei said. "He's just like that, let's talk about it. I don't think anyone can figure it out."

"So ... what to do," Jiang Yan looked at him, "all know now."

"If you know, you know," Gu Fei said, "the gears of destiny are starting to turn, and you may click on any mechanism wherever you turn, such as you."

"What am I?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Don't you just turn the gear in?" Gu Fei smiled. "Let's go. I'll take you somewhere."

"Where?" Jiang Yan looked at him.

Gu Fei has returned to the usual state, whether speaking or expression, can't see what happened before. He can't see it just now, just on the sofa, crying sadly.

Jiang Yan didn't know if he was really okay, or whether his long experience had allowed him to recover quickly and maintain a balanced posture.

"Steel Works." Gu Fei opened the wardrobe.

"What to do at the steel mill?" Jiang Yan was surprised. They haven't been to the steel mill for a long time. Since he rented a house, there is the most private space. "If you want to ..., just go to me?" "

"Brother," Gu Fei smiled, leaning on the closet door. "Can you be more serious, a school bull, what's in your head?"

Jiang Yan didn't say anything, watched him wave his hand for a long time, turned back to the living room, and sat on the sofa with Gu Miao to read the picture book.

Gu Fei also came out, Jiang Yan looked at him and froze.

Gu Fei actually carried a guitar bag.

"That's ... what?" Jiang Yan asked subconsciously. He didn't expect Gu Fei to suddenly take out his guitar.

"Cello," Gu Fei said.

"Fart!" Jiang Yan said.

"Then you still ask, I thought you hadn't seen the guitar," Gu Fei went to the sofa, reached out to Gu Miao's eyes and hit a ringing finger. Gu Miao looked up at him, and said softly, "Brother goes out, you Send a message to your brother before going out to skate. "

Gu Miao nodded.

"My brother," Gu Fei stood up, "go."

Jiang Yan has been following Gu Fei, but he suddenly reacted after coming downstairs. Gu Fei wants to play the guitar?

Go to the steel mill and play the guitar?

The distance is not too far. Gu Fei didn't ride a bike, so he walked towards the steel mill with his guitar on his back. Jiang Yan followed him, and never left Gu Fei.

He has seen Gu Fei wearing a helmet and driving a motorcycle, Gu Fei riding a bike with Gu Miao playing skateboarding on the road, Gu Fei playing basketball, Gu Fei holding a camera, and Gu Fei, who jumped from the building in a black suit in the fire ...

I've seen crying Gu Fei.

But now Gu Fei gave him another surprise. Although he knew that Gu Fei had played the band and knew that Gu Fei could play the guitar, Gu Fei, who was walking in the sun with his guitar, still excited him.

What excited?

do not know.

Just excited.

At each step, he wanted to tilt his head and look at Gu Fei.

The steel plant is very large, and Jiang Ye hasn't been to many times, so he hasn't turned the steel mill all the way. Gu Fei is like taking him to open a new map on a road he never walked.

"Don't you go to the hut?" Jiang Yan asked.

"No," Gu Fei said, "who knows if there are any dogs, men, dogs, men."

Jiang Yan didn't say anything. The dog guy meant Li Yan, but the thought of the two guys doing their own things there also made Gu Fei's cheek thick enough, and he was embarrassed to say that the others were dog men.

"I haven't been here." Jiang Yan changed the subject.

"I don't come here often," Gu Fei said. "The houses here are almost demolished, and those that haven't been demolished are all dangerous buildings. It doesn't make much sense to come here."

"Where are we going now?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Dangerous building," Gu Fei answered.

"... Oh." Jiang Yan nodded.

It's almost demolished here. Many of the old buildings are demolished with only the frame left, a pile of broken bricks and rotten stones, and a pile of scrap steel already covered with grass.

It should have been prosperous at the beginning. In such a large factory area, the people living in this area were all former employees of the steel mill, and many places nearby also had records of the original prosperity of the steel mill.

X steel kindergarten, X steel elementary school, X steel canteen, X steel amusement center, X steel XX ...

"Front." Gu Fei pointed before.

Through the old factory area that has been demolished, there is a ... dangerous building on the open space in front, but only one floor, but it is very tall, like an auditorium, which is larger than the fourth middle auditorium.

It was really dangerous, and it was half-demolished.

However, after approaching Jiang Yan, he found that this half was not demolished, but collapsed.

Stepping on a rotten brick, Gu Fei led him into the building's "door".

The light inside was quite good, because the top had also collapsed in half, and it really was an auditorium. The rows of chairs were still there, but they were buried a lot by the collapsed roof.

The top half of the stage did not collapse, but the large windows on both sides were gone, and the sun poured in through the windows, spreading the entire stage in splendor.

"You sit there," Gu Fei pointed to the chairs in the first row, "sit in the middle."

"Ah." Jiang Yan glanced over and walked to the chair in the middle of the first row.

There was thick ash on the chair. He swiped it with his fingers. After the floating ash on the top was cut off, the bottom was still gray, and it had been perfectly fused with the chair surface under the rain.

He wanted to find something to wipe, hesitated for two seconds or sat down, leaning back.

Gu Fei stood in the middle of the stage.

"Are you reporting the show yourself?" Jiang Yan asked, and he was already sure that Gu Fei was going to play the guitar, and played it to him.

"After a while," Gu Fei smiled, squatted and laid the guitar on the ground. "I still have work to do. I'm in a hurry today ..."

Sure enough, it was a rush, and it must have been decided temporarily, because his preparations began with stringing the guitar.

Jiang Yan didn't speak, watching Gu Fei quietly.

After the strings are installed and tightened, Gu Fei takes out his mobile phone and slowly adjusts the strings with the tuning software.

Judging from the screen, Gu Fei killed the silver dragon Wang Xu with the first swipe of the string from his finger, and there was no residue left in the second.

Gu Fei has long fingers. Whether he is right-handed or left-handed, he is full of enjoyment. He does n’t need to listen to the sound at all.

"Fine." Gu Fei tuned up and stood up, picked up a stick from the stage that he didn't know whether it was a broom or a mop, and poked in the crack in the middle wooden floor.

Jiang Yan sat up straight and began to applaud.

Gu Fei went to the "microphone" and cleared his throat. Jiang Yan quickly took out his mobile phone and opened the video to him to start recording.

"I haven't touched the guitar in a long time, and I haven't sang in a long time," Gu Fei said. "Standing here today is also an accident."

Jiang Yan smiled.

"When people are alive, there will always be many accidents," Gu Fei adjusted the length of the guitar strap. "Some accidents are expected, some accidents are unexpected."

Jiang Yan didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but he had to watch this video at least 800 times.

"Jiang Ye," Gu Fei looked at him, "you are an unexpected accident."

"You too." Jiang Yan looked at Gu Fei on the screen and looked up at the stage again.

"This song is for you, play temporarily, think about it on the way, listen to it, and change it later," Gu Fei lowered her head, swiping her fingers gently on the strings, "Sanye."

Jiang Yan's hand shook slightly, and he had to take a deep breath and help with the other hand, so that the video screen did not shake too much.

Gu Fei's hand took a few taps on the case, and then the intro sounded.

Jiang Yan's breathing paused slightly, and suddenly he felt that the slight wind sound in his ears had all the notes.

The previous tunes impressed him so much that he felt that Gu Fei's style would be like that, confused, flustered, and empty.

But this prelude has a completely different feel.

"I think, with one look, I'll be old ..." Gu Fei said, his voice was slightly hoarse and gentle.

With this sentence, Jiang Yan suddenly felt sinking into Gu Fei's breath.

"I think, look up at the warm sun and spring grass. You give me a simple hug. I want to step through the lost time and open your eyes and you will hear. I think there is you on the left shoulder and smile on the right shoulder. Focusing on him, "I think, in your eyes, Sanye runs, I think, with one look, I will be old ..."

In the sunshine, a teenager in a white T-shirt standing on the stage, a smile on his lips, a finger plucking the strings ...

Jiang Yan looked at Gu Fei expressively, feeling that he was a little shivering suddenly. It seemed that he could not tell whether the voice was in his ear or in his heart.

The author has something to say: 继续 Continue tomorrow.

The author who feels that his level is severely lowered, and the author is silent.

So sweet o (≧ 口 ≦) o. The black hairy shouted.