Chapter 57 Episode Ending Love is not afraid of time, please embrace all those who have been away for a long time...
He Yan almost dropped his phone. Is there a mole behind his left earlobe?
No one had ever told him about this before, and he himself hadn't noticed it. It could be said that he had never paid attention to this place.
He hesitated and touched his earlobe twice, feeling a small bump.
He got out of bed and stood in front of the mirror. He gently turned over his earlobe and saw a small black mole in the mirror.
He Yan's mind suddenly flooded with the words Zhu Shengting had just said. He put down his hand as if it was burned. He looked at himself in the mirror. His earlobe had been rubbed red by him.
Zhu Shengting... When and how did you discover it?
He didn't think about it.
He found that there seemed to be more and more things that he didn't dare to think about regarding Zhu Shengting.
"Huh..." He let out a breath, returned to bed, and picked up his phone to reply to Zhu Shengting.
He Yan: I see. I understand.
He was just about to put down his phone and pack his luggage when he was interrupted by a call from Huang Min.
"Hello, Xiao Min." He held the phone between his ear and shoulder, freeing his hands to pack his clothes.
"Brother Yan!" Huang Min's voice on the other end of the phone couldn't contain his excitement. "I have good news! Sister Shan just told me that the production team's planners asked me to inform you!"
He Yan slowed down his packing, took the phone back in his hand, and asked casually, "What good news?"
*
On the night when the finale of "When the Rain Comes" was broadcast, He Yan was on his way back to Tongxiang.
Because he didn't have time to get to the hotel, he opened the fruit network in the car and watched it on time.
In the not-so-bright carriage, his pupils reflected the flickering, brilliant and colorful light.
"Brother Ting, I passed the audition!" When Zhan Ming called, Zhu Shengting finished watching the opening credits and pressed pause.
He didn't show much joy, but smiled and responded, "Yeah, I understand."
"Then I won't bother you anymore. Just remember to post a summary on Weibo after watching the finale." Zhan Ming's tone was cheerful.
"good."
Zhu Shengting pressed the space bar again and the playback continued.
*
Lin Guyu followed Lou Zhi silently, carrying a heavy backpack, pulling the suitcase with one hand and holding his cell phone with the other.
When Lou Zhi handed the registration card to Lin Guyu, she finally couldn't help but lift up Lin Guyu's overly long bangs.
"I'll get my hair cut when I get to London. It's too long and looks so dull. It takes away my spirit."
Lin Guyu was pricked by his bangs. He subconsciously blinked twice and nodded woodenly.
Lou Zhi really hated the way Lin Guyu was. He hadn't changed at all in more than ten years, but she didn't want to say much now. Anyway, Lin Guyu had already listened to her and went abroad, and everything else could be changed little by little.
Just leave it to time.
Until Lin Guyu got on the plane and the signal was cut off, he did not receive a single call.
He held the schoolbag stubbornly in his arms, and while Lou Zhi was asleep, he secretly opened the notebook inside.
During the more than ten hours he was away from home, he did not lose his mind thinking about the sunrise and sunset, but instead imprinted the sentence word by word in his mind until he landed.
Li Cong also drove his electric tricycle to the recycling station, sold it, and then rode his bicycle to the hospital.
He looked through the glass at Lu Xue, who was lying pale in the intensive care unit, and clenched the note in his hand again.
No matter what, it's not enough.
There is little hope anyway.
But what can we do?
Li Cong also stood outside, shedding tears, a rare moment in his life.
A month later, Lin Guyu still didn't like this city with its ever-changing weather.
He couldn't find a sense of belonging in the misty clouds and hazy drizzle.
Even when strangers greeted him, he was already proficient in smiling and saying hello.
But he still couldn't find his direction.
Where is the word "future"? He searches along the framed road and gets lost in every sleepless night.
The midsummer in Tongxiang has really arrived. The weather outside is humid and hot. Li Cong also cut his hair shorter and returned to No. 2 Middle School wearing the simplest black short-sleeved shirt.
He did not come to say goodbye like other graduates, but to seek a path that seemed to be possible to follow.
Bumps and bruises, full of scars, blood and sweat.
Neither of them is a dead end.
When Xu Wenhua saw Li Congye, he felt that he had lost a lot of weight compared to before.
But she was surprised, because she thought Li Cong would never come back after dropping out of school.
But Li Cong also looked at her with great determination and said to her, I want to repeat the year.
Xu Wenhua's heart suddenly weakened, and she once again asked Li Congye about the reason for the incident, about dropping out of school and repeating a grade.
She hoped that Li Cong could tell her all these things and trust her.
"My mother was in the late stage of stomach cancer and was in urgent need of money. Now she doesn't need it anymore. She is relieved and has gone to another place."
When Li Cong spoke these words in a straightforward manner, he himself did not even realize that his eyelashes were trembling and his shoulders became stiff and straight.
Xu Wenhua silently hugged the eighteen-year-old child.
The world is too cruel. The weight of words is insignificant in the face of such cruelty, but a hug may add a little.
After the crowd had dispersed, Li Cong took advantage of the sunset light to return to the classroom and pack up the books he had not taken away.
He sat down habitually, raised his head habitually, and looked in the direction he had seen countless times habitually.
Li Congye's gaze was never directed towards the blackboard, the podium or the teacher, but towards the back of the man with deer-like eyes.
He carried the piece of paper with the phone number on it with him, and a month seemed longer than he had imagined.
Before the sun was about to set, he packed all the books into his schoolbag.
The ventilated classroom welcomed a midsummer evening breeze, and the test papers left in the drawer were blown by the wind, making a rustling sound.
In the moment he hesitated whether to throw it away, he saw a piece of paper flying up and falling to the gray floor.
Li Cong picked it up indifferently, paused, and then belatedly shed tears, a rare occurrence in his life.
The note was written in Lin Guyu's beautiful handwriting. The person he never forgot wished him well.
"Li Congye, thank you and I wish you a bright future."
While searching for his future, Lin Guyu finally found what he was interested in.
So, despite the strong opposition from Lou Zhi and Lin Boheng, he changed his major from finance to law.
This was the first time in his 19 years of life that he was "disobedient".
The consequences of disobeying were terrible, but the feeling was so good. For the first time, he felt the freedom and fearlessness of rising upwards, instead of falling to the ground with gnashing teeth.
After making a disobedient decision once, there will be a second time.
When he returned to China to work in Shangcheng, Lou Zhi and Lin Boheng tried to force him into a "normal" life.
Because they discovered his "abnormality".
Lin Guyu no longer had the hysteria of grief for his parents. This time, he was truly free from the cage.
Li Cong also repeated a year and was admitted to a pretty good school not far from Tongxiang, in Shangcheng.
He worked while studying finance, and after graduation he returned to Tongxiang to start a business and set up a factory.
Li Cong has always been taciturn, and people who get close to him unconsciously become afraid to say much. They all say that he is a person who is not easy to approach.
After graduating from university, his roommate finally couldn't help but ask him why he went back to Tongxiang instead of staying in Shangcheng. After all, Shangcheng was so prosperous, and Tongxiang was not as good as this city.
Li Cong also smiled at others for the first time, and his smile was very beautiful. He said: "Tongxiang has very important memories for him."
Three years after graduation, the factory's business was getting better and better, and Li Cong bought his first car. A year later, he bought a house with a loan.
Seven years after he and Lin Guyu parted ways, he finally had the confidence to take out the yellowed paper and sent a text message to that number on Guyu's day.
Lin Guyu couldn’t remember when he last celebrated his birthday. It seemed to be in elementary school or junior high school?
It didn't really matter. After working in the upper city for two years, he was sent to the capital. In a private and relaxed lawyer's office, he received a birthday surprise prepared by his colleagues.
It's a bouquet of flowers and a cake.
He was indeed a little surprised, because he hadn't felt that this day was anything special for a long time.
But as usual, it rained today.
When he got home, he put the bouquet in a vase and put the rest of the cake in the refrigerator.
He received a lot of text messages on his phone, which were mostly advertising messages from banks or mobile operators, and the phone automatically blocked many of them.
Including a birthday greeting text message from an unfamiliar number, which was also blocked.
It was the third year since Li Cong's blessing text messages were blocked. He finally didn't want to sit and wait for death anymore, so he started contacting acquaintances to inquire about Lin Guyu's whereabouts.
This is what people who are too timid in love are like. They go around in circles for several years, trying little by little but always failing, but they still have a little bit of hope.
No matter what the outcome is, he hopes to take one more look at the person he has not forgotten in the past ten years.
He finally contacted Shi Heng, who said that Lin Guyu rarely posted on WeChat Moments and should be working at a law firm in Shangcheng. This was the only information he knew.
Li Cong also thanked the other party and set off in the autumn.
After a year in the capital, Lin Guyu returned to Shangcheng, the city he was most familiar with besides Tongxiang.
It actually gave him a sense of belonging.
It was that his new lawyer boss was an old-fashioned man who loved to send text messages, and among the many blocked draft boxes, he began to reply to work.
After he exited the interface, he casually swiped down the blocked text messages.
I saw an unfamiliar number and sent three text messages, the last of which was six months ago.
Lin Guyu frowned and clicked to take a look.
Six months ago—
"Lin Guyu, happy birthday to you. It's not raining in Tongxiang today."
One year ago——
"Lin Guyu, happy birthday to you."
Two years ago——
"Happy birthday to you."
After a long, long time, when he finally reacted, his heart even stopped beating for a moment, and his eyes began to shed a continuous rain.
Upper city is great, Lin Guyu thought as he looked at the tall buildings outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
But two hundred kilometers away, in the place where he had lived for seventeen years, were his most important memories.
There is a "future" beyond the future he is rushing towards.
*
The moment the ending theme sounded, He Yan realized that he was already in tears. Amidst his sobs, he froze the scene at the end where Li Congye and Lin Guyu reunited and hugged each other at Chengli Thirteenth Street.
From an outsider's perspective, his heart was filled with bittersweetness.
When Zhu Shengting called him, his emotions had just calmed down.
"Hello." He Yan felt that his nasal tone was visible.
Zhu Shengting sighed, "Keep crying, you crybaby."
"Yeah." He Yan didn't refute this time.
Zhu Shengting couldn't bear to tease anyone anymore and started to change the subject, "The finale is trending on the top of the search list. Can you guess what the entry is?"
He Yan shifted his focus. "What is it? The finale of 'When the Grain Rain Comes'?"
"Lin Guyu and Li Cong meet again after ten years." Zhu Shengting told him softly.
He Yan's nose felt sore again, "Zhu Shengting, ten years is too long."
"It doesn't matter. Didn't they end up together?" Zhu Shengting coaxed him.
"I can still be Lin Guyu and Li Congye for another day tomorrow." He Yan smiled and changed his mood.
"Yeah." Zhu Shengting felt that he had made the right suggestion.
The two chatted a lot, and after hanging up the phone, He Yan began to edit his Weibo.
[H Heyan Y: #"When the Rain Comes" finale didn't say goodbye. "I" rushed towards "my" future. Lin Guyu has no regrets, and neither do I. Thank you for meeting me.]
He picked and chose in the photo album and finally decided to play a video, the video he shot with CCD before the filming was completed. He edited it a little and finally stopped at the Polaroid photo that Qiao Tianlin took for him and Zhu Shengting.
After he finished sending the message and refreshed the page, he saw that Zhu Shengting had also posted on Weibo ten minutes ago.
Zhu Shengting_zst: #TheRainfallThe finale doesn't say goodbye, love is not afraid of time, please embrace all long-awaited reunions.
Zhu Shengting only posted one photo, which was another Polaroid photo of the group.
He had just clicked the "like" button on Zhu Shengting's Weibo post when he discovered that Xia Hui, who hadn't posted a Weibo for a long time, had posted one. He took a closer look and was shocked.
[Xia Hui: It was you, the ones you love most, who chose the most touching ending.]
The picture was accompanied by a photo showing him and Zhu Shengting lying on the grass and chatting intimately.
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