See me again
The concert is a place full of passion and joy. Before the performance begins, the surrounding area is filled with various snack stalls.
Fang Huai got up early, packed up and went out. When he arrived at the door, he met Yang Nong.
Yang Nong was among a group of young people, his wheat-colored skin standing out from the crowd. He spotted Fang Huai from a distance and happily bared his teeth as he greeted him, "Brother Fang Huai!"
Fang Huai turned his eyes away from the snack stand and looked in surprise at Yang Nong who squeezed through the crowd and appeared in front of him.
"Why didn't you ask me out when you came?" Yang Nong's voice sounded slightly complaining. Fang Huai awkwardly handed the snacks he had just bought to the sweaty Yang Nong: "I'll come and take a look first, do you want to eat?"
Yang Nong waved his hand, turned to the snack stand owner and said, "Boss, give me a bottle of soda, the coldest one."
Yang Nong took the soda and took a few sips, finally getting rid of the heat. The group of young people who had been surrounding him came over, put their arms around Yang Nong and said with a playful smile, "Yang Nong, is this your brother?"
"He's so handsome."
"Hello, brother. I'm Yangnong's friend, Hao Shuai."
"Brother, my name is..."
"Go away." Yang Nong rolled his eyes at his companions and said to Fang Huai, who was standing there at a loss, "Brother Fang Huai, ignore them."
"They are typical people-pleasers, but they are not bad people by nature."
Fang Huai reacted and smiled and shook his head, "It's okay."
"Brother Fang Huai, let's go in together." Yang Nong hugged Fang Huai's arm affectionately and shook it, "Let's sit together."
Yang Nong's sudden affectionate gesture made Fang Huai's scalp tingle. He pulled Yang Nong's hand away stiffly and said in a dry tone, "I'll walk around for a while. You guys go first."
Yang Nong said with a hint of regret: "Okay."
"I'll send you the location when the time comes, and you can come find me, okay?" Yang Nong winked at Fang Huai, patted his chest and said, "I promise to find the spot with the best view."
"Okay, okay."
Fang Huai nodded hastily and agreed repeatedly, his tone a little unnatural: "Well... I'll go shopping over there."
"Okay, see you later."
"See you later."
Fang Huai quickly disappeared, leaving Yang Nong and his friend standing there. The handsome young man who had just called himself Hao Shuai patted Yang Nong on the shoulder and said, "Everyone's gone, why are you still watching?"
Yang Nong said, "nirongnuo." (He's good-looking.)
A blush crept onto the boy's healthy, wheat-colored skin. Hao Shuai laughed heartily after hearing this. "Gaozhizainuozounidamo?" (You're not falling for him, are you?)
Yang Nong gave his friend a slap on the stick, his expression clear as day, and he jokingly scolded, "Bujiu." (Shut up)
A group of young people passed the security check while playing and joking, and Fang Huai breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned.
He wandered around aimlessly outside and then slowly walked into the venue. His phone kept popping up messages from Yang Nong, but Fang Huai pretended not to see them. He found a seat and sat down, waiting for the performance to begin.
He never looked at the people around him from beginning to end.
The concert invited many local original bands, the most popular of which was Daohuo. Their appearance brought the atmosphere to a climax, and the music was high-spirited. After a high-spirited original song ended, when everyone was still cheering at the top of their lungs, most of the time had passed.
"Next, Daohuo will bring you the last original song "See Me Again."
"Everyone applaud and welcome."
The song uses an original line from "The Narrow Gate": "Layers of dust have buried the burning past, and I look forward to seeing you again."
The singer played the guitar and sang slowly with a deep, smoky voice: "You and I have passed away, buried in layers of dust. I want to see you again."
"Found you—see me again."
"I hope you are spotless, and I hope you can see me again."
"My love, my moon, my flower."
......
The singer stood up and took a bow, announcing that everything was over.
Fang Huai sat there blankly, and only came back to his senses after everyone had left the place after that melancholy and sad song.
He propped up the chair with his hands, slowly stood up and walked out of the backstage.
When he reached the corner, Fang Huai lowered his head and rubbed his eyes. The corners of his eyes were slightly red, and because he couldn't control the strength, the redder became even more.
He always felt that something got into his eyes, but he didn't have any eye drops with him, so he planned to go out with his eyes as red as a rabbit's.
"Don't move."
"Stop rubbing, okay?" A pair of hot hands held Fang Huai's hands that were rubbing his eyes. Fang Huai shivered from the heat. He raised his red eyes and looked at the person above his head.
"Maimai, look at me."
His chin was slightly lifted up, and Fang Huai felt a slight cool breeze blowing across his hot eyelids. The man's hot fingertips gently lifted his eyelids, his expression focused and serious.
The cherishment and heartache in his eyes seemed to be overflowing.
"Okay, Kong Lingyu, I'm fine."
Fang Huai blinked unnaturally, and when he felt the pain was less severe, he quickly stepped back.
Now his face and ears were as hot as his red eyes.
"Isn't Kong Lingyu tired of following me?"
Kong Lingyu's hands were still in the same position as before, and he couldn't help but smile when he heard Fang Huai's words pretending to be calm.
But seeing Fang Huai's serious attitude, he shook his head seriously: "I volunteered, I'm not tired."
Although his eyes no longer felt uncomfortable, Fang Huai still couldn't help but frown and looked at Kong Lingyu seriously.
Fang Huai turned and walked out of the venue, Kong Lingyu followed closely behind him. The two of them walked one in front and one behind, and Fang Huai's shadow was stretched out long.
Fang Huai walked through the crowd and came to a place suitable for conversation. He said, "Kong Lingyu, I don't know how to love."
"You can't get anything you want here, let alone equal love, so why bother?"
Li Xuan's words were still echoing in his mind. Fang Huai smiled bitterly and said, "I can't give you what you want. Don't follow me anymore."
The two men were half a meter apart, but Kong Lingyu felt as if there was a cliff thousands of feet high between them, with a hemp rope hanging in the middle that could break at any time. Kong Lingyu stepped on it, not prepared to be smashed to pieces. He just wanted to get over there quickly and hug Fang Huai on the other side of the suspension from behind.
His moon, his locust flowers, his Mai Mai.
"I don't need equality." Kong Lingyu took a few steps forward, his expression serious: "I love you, and only you."
"Maimai, not everyone has the ability to love others."
Fang Huai looked at Kong Lingyu hesitantly.
Kong Lingyu's desire to hold the person in his arms reached its peak, but he restrained himself, "It's not necessary. If you need it, then go ahead and try to learn it."
“If you don’t need it, just give it up, and the one who loves you will take a hundred and one steps towards you.”
Kong Lingyu handed Fang Huai a clean and tidy handkerchief and said in a tender voice, "Stand there and let me love you."
The handkerchief hung in the air, following Kong Lingyu's heart.
They were rejected.
"Kong Lingyu, I don't like you."
The originally clear voice was a little hoarse, and the tone was firm but also revealed a hint of grievance.
Kong Lingyu could always catch Fang Huai's little emotions in time. Kong Lingyu withdrew his hand with a sparkling look in his eyes.
Sighing softly: "I know."
"Do you still like me?" Fang Huai asked.
"like."
"I love you."
Kong Lingyu's straightforward and domineering confession surprised Fang Huai. He looked into Kong Lingyu's eyes, and his narrow eyes were full of heartache.
Those words "I like you."
"I love you."
Let Fang Huai back off. He clearly wanted Kong Lingyu to give up on him and stop liking him.
Why... did it become like this?
It seems that no matter how hard he tries, Kong Lingyu won't leave.
Fang Huai didn't remember how he responded to Kong Lingyu. He only remembered that he almost fled, fled back to the B&B, and fled from the place where Kong Lingyu was.
The next day, he escaped from Caiyun Town again.
Inside his coat was the sachet given to him by the fortune-teller. Fang Huai wanted to dispose of it, but a fellow tourist, seeing the exquisitely embroidered sachet, said with certainty, "This sachet must have been given by the fortune-teller."
"How do you know that?"
The middle-aged woman sitting next to Fang Huai shook her head proudly, "Because only the fortune-teller in Caiyun Town has this skill."
Then he whispered mysteriously to Fang Huai, "Grandma never gives this thing away casually."
"When I first came here for a trip, I asked my boyfriend to buy me one." The woman tucked the loose hair on her forehead behind her ears, revealing her face. Although there were traces of time on her face, her temperament was not eroded by the years, and she looked elegant and gentle. Fang Huai was surprised by the change in the woman and held the sachet without saying a word.
"My name is Fang Ting. You are about the same age as my brother, so just call me sister."
Fang Ting smiled and said, "Grandma won't sell it."
"Why?"
Fang Huai asked, and Fang Ting glared at Fang Huai in feigned anger, "Because this sachet is not sold casually, it is only given to those who are destined to receive it."
She rubbed her face regretfully and said, "Grandma said my fate hasn't arrived yet, so she won't send me off."
Fang Huai was skeptical, but seeing that Fang Huai didn't believe her, Fang Ting immediately took out a similar sachet from her bag and raised her chin proudly.
"The second time I came here, a red knot fell from the old tree and landed right on my head. The fortune-teller put the knot in a sachet and gave it to me."
Her experience was very similar to Fang Huai's, which made Fang Huai unable to help but continue listening.
Fang Ting was a talkative person. She took out some local specialties and handed them to Fang Huai, saying as they ate, "I didn't believe it at the time. We'd already broken up, and the knot on it looked like it wasn't made by me and my ex-boyfriend. What kind of fate is that?"
Fang Huai: ...He also broke up.
"Strangely enough, not long after that, I was no longer single and met my love. I told him about this and showed him the sachet."
Fang Ting patted the snack crumbs in her hand and pretended to be mysterious: "Guess what?"
"Could he be the owner of the red knot?"
Fang Ting smiled, "What a teachable child!" "It was just such a coincidence. He was traveling alone, so he threw a red knot there to join in the fun. I never thought it would fall on me a year later."
"This is fate."
"So, this might be your fate." Fang Ting carefully placed the sachet in her pocket and told Fang Huai, "Don't throw it away."
"Your destiny will come soon."
"Oh, that makes me want to join a pyramid scheme."
Fang Ting chattered away, and Fang Huai listened helplessly, but he also felt a little more cautious in his heart.
Touch and put the sachet in the interlayer of the backpack.
With the talkative Fang Ting making jokes beside him, Fang Huai's confused thoughts gradually calmed down.
"Your last name is Fang too? We're really destined to be siblings. Let's add each other's contact information. I'll treat you to dinner later."
"Oh, he's a doctor! Our brother is really promising."
"When the time comes, I will introduce my other brother to you."
"He's as handsome as you."
.......
A hidden gaze was always fixed on Fang Huai's direction. It was tense at first, but gradually became relaxed.
Kong Lingyu sat in the back seat of the bus, his eyes closely following Fang Huai, and he felt happy when he heard Fang Huai's happy smile.
He also felt that he might be crazy, otherwise why would he be so obsessed with Fang Huai's smile?
He would feel jealous and desire, and Fang Huai would also smile at him.
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