Chapter 60 Don't Go
The sun shone through the mottled leaves into the forest. The three people, with empty stomachs, watched eagerly as the meat on the barbecue grill sizzled until it was cooked.
Qi Lang couldn't wait to put the roasted chicken wings into Bai He's bowl. Bai He took a bite and then put down his chopsticks calmly.
Yan Yi noticed that something was wrong with her expression and handed her a glass of water.
Qi Lang saw her put the chicken wings he had picked up aside, and picked up two Orleans chicken thighs for her. Bai He still didn't move, but just lowered her head to eat the pork belly that Yan Yi picked up for her.
"What do you mean?" Qi Lang said with a bit of dissatisfaction, "I baked it specially for you. If you don't want to eat it, just tell me directly."
"No." Bai He said embarrassedly, "I don't want to have diarrhea later."
“.…..”
Qi Lang was indeed starving, having grilled the food for her for quite some time, yet he was actually despised. He snatched the chicken wings from her plate in displeasure, saying, "I'll eat it myself."
Bai He looked at him worriedly: "How about roasting it for a while longer?"
He just took a bite and his expression changed a little. He looked at Bai He, feeling at a dilemma.
Bai He also stared at him worriedly.
Just as Qi Lang was about to bite off the food, Yan Yi handed him a knife and said, "If you're a man, eat it."
Qi Lang naturally couldn't lose face as a man, so he chewed it twice. Bai He looked at him uncomfortably and said, "Spit it out. Don't really get an upset stomach."
Translation: "If you don't eat, you're not Chinese."
Bai He smiled and pushed him, and Yan Yi also smiled.
Qi Lang stood up and ran away, holding onto a tree and vomiting everything he had just eaten. Bai He walked over, patted him on the back, and handed him a cup to rinse his mouth.
Qi Lang came back and took away all the chicken wings in her bowl: "Don't eat it."
Bai He was afraid of wasting the wings, so he put them on the grill. "Just grill them for a while and they'll be cooked. This kind of thing should be grilled a little longer anyway. Who made you so impatient?"
He was just anxious and wanted to be the first to pick up food for her.
A gust of wind blew past, and a corner of their tent was blown over. Yan Yi looked back and saw that it was obviously the end that Qi Lang was responsible for that was blown over.
He said speechlessly: "Whoever didn't fix it should fix it."
Qi Lang was about to get up, but Bai He pushed Yan Yi away and said, "I don't trust him. You go and fix it. He's clumsy. If it collapses again at night, it will be troublesome."
Yan Yi listened to him very much, put down his chopsticks, and went to repair the tent obediently.
Qi Lang carefully roasted the chicken wings with an iron tong. This time he was much more cautious and roasted them for a long time, but the skin was burnt and could not be eaten.
These trivial things in life seem simple, but they are actually very difficult to do.
He didn't know how Yan Yi had insisted on making breakfast for her every day for ten years and taking such good care of her in different ways every day.
He was completely defeated by the translation.
It was normal that she couldn't see him. Qi Lang didn't need to be mentally unbalanced. He didn't even have the qualifications to compete with such a strong rival.
Bai He looked at the chicken wings he had thrown away and said, "Don't bother with the wings. They're quite difficult. Let Yan Yi roast them and we'll eat the pork belly."
After saying that, she handed him the freshly grilled tender pork belly, not forgetting to dip it in barbecue sauce for him, "Eat it with lettuce."
Looking at Yan Yi repairing the tent over there, Qi Lang felt even more frustrated and put down his chopsticks: "In terms of life, I really can't compare to him. I'm not as good at taking care of people as he is."
"Don't say that." Bai He said nonchalantly, "Every inch has its own strengths and weaknesses. There are many things about you that Yan Yi can't compare to."
Qi Lang became interested: "For example?"
"Emmm." Bai He frowned in thought, and when he met his inquiring gaze, he frowned even more and thought.
Qi Lang was speechless: "Can't remember any of them?"
"I'll remember it soon."
Qi Lang just picked up the dice beef from her bowl and took it away immediately.
Bai He quickly came back and said with a smile: "I was just kidding, teasing you. You have many good qualities, and everyone knows it."
"I don't know. Tell me."
"What I like most..." Bai He realized that something was wrong and immediately changed the words, "What I admire most about you is that you have a kind heart."
"What's this? Just perfunctory." Qi Lang said dissatisfiedly, "Giving me a nice guy card, huh?"
"No! I'm sincere!" Bai He said quickly, "When you see poor people on the street, you help them. You've been blackmailed before, but you still helped them. I think this is a kind of pure heart that is very precious."
Qi Lang raised his eyebrows: "You think I'm so good."
"Yes, look how much my cousin likes you." Bai He said with a smile, "He doesn't like Yan Yi very much. When Yan Yi and I go out to eat, he never gives us a free meal. But every time you're around, he gives us a free meal."
"That guy is a bit of a loner. I'm his only friend over the years." Qi Lang was flattered by her praise. "I have many more friends than him, so this is called sincerity for sincerity."
Bai He smiled and pushed his face: "You are so silly."
Qi Lang poked her with the tip of his chopsticks, unwilling to give in.
Yan Yi hammered the nails into the soil to secure the tent, then looked up at the two people playing and fighting.
Qi Lang has a kind of magic that makes Bai He smile when she sees him.
There was still light in her eyes when she looked at him.
Yan Yi lowered his head and worked seriously on the task at hand, no longer letting his mind wander.
Or, force yourself not to think about it anymore.
He is about to leave, time and distance will erase all sincere feelings, and over time, he will only be the one in her memory that she longs for but cannot get.
Even if it is a cinnabar mole burned on my heart, it doesn’t matter.
There is still one year until graduation, and he wants to marry her.
…
At night, the three of them entered the grove and walked towards the depths of the forest according to the route given by netizens.
Walking along the mountain path towards the hillside, the crisp chirping of insects could be heard all around. Yan Yi wanted to use the flashlight to illuminate Bai He, but Qi Lang turned around and said, "You'll scare the fireflies away."
Bai He also quickly said, "Don't use the flashlight. We can see clearly tonight under the moonlight. Don't scare the fireflies away."
"There may not be fireflies, the season has passed," said Yan Yi.
"Of course there is!"
"If you don't see it, don't be too disappointed. It's not the right season. Wait for Qi Lang to come back in early summer and we can come again."
"Of course there is!" Bai He turned around and said firmly.
Qi Lang also said: "We must find it tonight, otherwise this trip will be in vain."
Yan Yi said no more. He looked at the two people walking in front of him, one in front of him and the other behind him, and suddenly realized the difference between him and them.
They share a grand romance in their hearts, and always look up at the starry sky with longing.
Only he, with his eyes focused on the road beneath his feet.
Yan Yi said, "Slow down, Bai He, don't miss a step."
Just as he finished speaking, Bai He stumbled.
Yan Yi and Qi Lang reached out their hands at the same time. Bai He subconsciously grabbed Yan Yi's hand and stood firmly: "There is a pit. Go slowly."
"Um."
Qi Lang pulled his hand back and warned, "Be careful when you walk on the path I've walked on."
"good."
The three people searched again and again in the forest, but did not see a single firefly. When they continued searching, the moon disappeared into the clouds, and it became difficult to go back.
It seems that Yan Yi was right. It's the wrong season and we can't see fireflies.
After returning to the campsite, Bai He was a little disappointed and sat by the fire without saying a word.
Yan Yi roasted some sweet potatoes and handed them to her, but she waved her hands, not wanting to eat them.
The night was shrouded in darkness, but the moonlight was bright and clear, and the mountain scenery was also covered with a layer of moonlight white like water.
Bai He asked Qi Lang: "Where are the fireflies we promised you?"
Qi Lang sighed: "The season is missed."
"So what? Come back next year?"
"I have no idea..."
"Why don't you sing to attract them over here," Bai He suggested.
"Will it work?" Qi Lang expressed his doubts.
"I think... I think you can. You are naturally attracted to small animals. Cats and dogs like you, and fireflies must like you too."
"You sing, maybe Firefly prefers a girl's voice."
Bai He said without hesitation: "But I like your singing."
This sentence touched Qi Lang's heart, and Yan Yi also looked up at her sensitively.
Qi Lang cleared his throat and began to hum softly—
"I will leave you tomorrow morning, and the road ahead may be long and lonely."
"There are so many things to say in one moment, but unfortunately we are about to go our separate ways."
“I can only concentrate deeply on this moment…”
He has a clean temperament and a gentle voice. I don’t know if fireflies will be attracted by him, but the sadness in Bai He’s heart was aroused by this song of farewell, “Thousands of Songs”. She lowered her head and quietly shed a tear.
Qi Lang lowered his head and fiddled with the sparks, continuing to sing——
"Even if thousands of songs are sung in the future, they will float along my distant road."
“Even if there were thousands of stars in the future, brighter than the moon tonight, they would still not be as beautiful as this night.”
"Never can it make me appreciate it more."
Yan Yi silently looked at the brilliant stars in the distant night sky. Without fireflies, their youth would eventually come to an end.
The banquet will end tonight, and tomorrow we will go to our respective bright futures.
…
At night, Bai He changed into her nightgown and sat in the tent. The entire tent was covered with soft mats. Even though it was late summer, the temperature in the mountain stream was low. It was not hot, but a little cool.
Yan Yi walked in and fanned her with a small fan: "You go to sleep first."
"What about you?"
"After all, we are still in the mountains. I am not too worried. Qi Lang and I will take turns to keep watch. He will watch the first half of the night, and I will watch the second half."
"Then you should take a rest now." Bai He pulled open the thin blanket and let him in. Yan Yi covered her with it and slept beside her with his clothes on. The two of them faced each other, and Yan Yi wiped the corners of her red eyes with his fingertips.
"I still can't bear to leave." He whispered.
Bai He asked him, "Are you willing to give it up?"
Yan Yi pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "He is my brother."
Before meeting him, Yan Yi was used to playing alone. Whenever Qi Lang came to grab his ball, Yan Yi would tell him to get out. But Qi Lang wouldn't leave. Instead, he would say with a smile, "Let's play together."
"I don't like playing with people."
"No brothers, no basketball." Qi Lang came over and put his arm around his shoulders. "Brother 7 will take you to play from now on, little brat."
Yan Yi awkwardly pushed his hand away countless times, walked away to another basketball court, and played basketball alone.
Later, I don’t know when it started, but his figure appeared more often in his place, and he no longer minded him putting his arm around his shoulders.
Even when many boys excluded and isolated him, Qi Lang always stood firmly by his side and said to them: "Yan Yi is my brother. If you want to mess with him, I will mess with me. Just try it."
Qi Lang was like a midsummer air current from the equator, blowing into his world and dispelling a lot of gloom and dampness.
Yan Yi has never hated him, so how could he hate him?
Bai He stared at Yan Yi and asked curiously, "What are you thinking about?"
Yan Yi said, "If I had known he was coming, I would not have come."
She scoffed, caressed his face, and murmured, "Silly dog."
Yan Yi covered her hand and said, "Go to sleep. The puppy will accompany you."
Bai He closed her eyes peacefully. Yan Yi kissed her forehead and slept with her for a while.
He really wished he could stay with her forever, but in the middle of the night, someone outside the tent imitated the sound of birds and blew a light whistle, reminding him that it was time to take over.
Yan Yi walked out of the tent, and Qi Lang looked at him: "You two shouldn't be so immoral as to do this in a tent..."
Before he could finish his words, Yan Yi slapped him on the back of the head: "What bullshit are you talking about."
Qi Lang stood up, jumped on the spot, and stretched his muscles, making his bones crackle.
"I'm sleepy." Qi Lang yawned, "Go in and sleep, don't you mind?"
"Behave yourself."
"I'm worried, why don't you come in and keep watch?"
Yan Yi was afraid of waking her up and didn't want to argue with him.
Qi Lang walked into the tent, took out his neck pillow and small blanket, and spread them out next to Bai He.
She lay on her side, facing him, with a sunken waist and skin as white as a late-blooming magnolia. She was deep in a sweet dream, completely unaware that she was blooming in his eyes and in the night.
Silent and thrilling.
Qi Lang was reluctant to close his eyes, because every time he looked, he would see one less.
He once said that their friendship was like Nanxiang Mountain. No matter where in the city, as long as you looked up, you could see the mountain. Whether he looked back or Bai He looked back, they could see it.
Yan Yi wanted to be the one who moved the mountain, and he did it.
Qi Lang knew very well that Bai He didn't like Yan Yi when they first got together. But now, they have experienced two years of ups and downs and sweetness. During these two years, Qi Lang has witnessed the deepening of their relationship every day...
He was truly terrifying. His feelings, like the pervasive creeper, had penetrated into her body and into her heart...
Qi Lang was almost not even qualified to duel with him and was defeated miserably.
Every day for the past two years, his heart has been turning over and over again.
He looked at her and said very softly, "You didn't want to respond to me then. Did you think I was bad?"
Qi Lang turned over and closed his eyes, "Good night, Sayuri."
And bye.
…
Two days after returning from Qingze Mountain, Qi Lang packed up and prepared to return to Gangcheng. Bai He had not seen him for a long time, so Yan Yi helped him pack some things. In fact, there was nothing much to pack. He would not lack anything in Gangcheng, and he did not even need to bring all his clothes.
Yan Yi still took time out of his busy schedule to go shopping, bought him a neck pillow for use on the plane, and bought him a few of his favorite magazines to pass the time.
The flight was in the afternoon. At first, Bai He said that he had classes and would not come to see him off, so he asked Yan Yi to take him to the airport.
In fact, the most fundamental reason was that she was unwilling to face separation. She could not imagine what her future life would be like without Qi Lang. They had met and talked almost every day since they were young. Qi Lang was a part of her life and a part of her memory.
The flight was at 4pm and started at 3pm. Bai He was obviously anxious and absent-minded, checking the time on his phone from time to time during class.
During the break, Su Xiaojing finally couldn't bear to watch anymore: "It's not too late to go over now."
"No, I'm afraid it would be embarrassing if Yan Yi saw me crying."
"Do you think Yan Yi doesn't understand?"
Bai He looked at Su Xiaojing pitifully, her eyes slightly red: "As a friend, I would be reluctant to part with you."
"So what are you still worried about? Even if you faint from crying, Yan Yi won't blame you. Go meet him, seriously, for the last time. Say goodbye to your first love properly."
"No." Bai He said evasively, "He has never loved me. How can a one-sided relationship be considered first love?"
Even so, when the bell rang, Bai He hurriedly grabbed her schoolbag from the drawer and said, "When the class calls the roll later..."
"Stop talking nonsense and go!" Su Xiaojing pushed her out of the classroom door. She hurried towards the school gate and tried to stop an empty taxi.
"Bai He."
A familiar voice came from behind him. Bai He turned around and saw Yan Yi's tall and graceful figure standing under the camphor tree at the school gate.
Bai He was stunned: "Didn't you go to see him off? Are you back, or...?"
"Qi Lang didn't let me take him to the airport. He said he wanted to go alone."
"Let's go and see him off." Bai He said, "He's just being stubborn. Who knows how much he's looking forward to seeing us."
"You know him so well."
Yan Yi came over and seemed to have something to say. He took her hand, but before he could say a few words, he suppressed them.
Bai He looked at the time and said anxiously, "Do you want to go? If you don't go, I'll go by myself!"
"I said, after Qi Lang leaves, I will confess to you a secret that has been bothering me for a long time."
"Now? We can talk about it when we get back, okay? We don't have time."
Yan Yi clenched her hand painfully: "I also want to come back, but... I'm so scared, sister, I'm really scared..."
Bai He frowned. She had never seen such a helpless expression on Yan Yi's face.
She reached out and caressed his face lovingly: "What are you afraid of?"
"I was afraid you'd blame me. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... No, I did it on purpose..." He was flustered and incoherent. "You'll forgive me, right? No matter what I did wrong, you'll forgive me."
"What are you trying to say?"
Yan Yi tremblingly pulled a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket: "On the night of the college entrance examination, Qi Lang stuffed a chocolate into your pocket. You didn't see it, so I picked it up."
Bai He took the note and saw his powerful small regular script written on it.
"What is this?"
"It's Qi Lang, a confession poem written for you."
As soon as these words were spoken, Bai He's ears buzzed, his scalp went numb, and he stood there in a daze.
She remembered that in her senior year of high school, after finishing a comprehensive liberal arts exam, she was standing on the terrace enjoying the breeze, her little face flushed.
The setting sun is slanting in the distance, and the sky is filled with floating clouds.
The young man calmly walked over to her side, looked at the scenery with her, and murmured: "Watch the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk."
"What are you mumbling about?" she asked, tilting her head.
"I'm teaching you how to flirt with boys." Qi Lang said with a wicked smile, "If you want to confess, don't say 'I like you', that's too cliché. Tell him to watch the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk."
"Why?"
"Because of the next sentence."
"What's the next sentence?"
Qi Lang looked at her speechlessly: "Are you a liberal arts student?"
"I haven't heard of that before!"
"Forget it, I won't teach you anymore. You have no understanding at all. You deserve to be a solo womb."
“…”
At this moment, Bai He looked at the almost faded handwriting on the note.
The next sentence of "Watch the sky in the morning and the clouds in the evening" is... I miss you when I walk and I miss you when I sit.
And he changed "Jun" to "Qing".
A gust of wind blew by, turning her eyes red.
"I hid this note, Qi Lang didn't know. He thought you didn't respond because you were embarrassed, so he never dared to mention it. Bai He, Qi Lang likes you, it's not just your wishful thinking. He has liked you for a long time and still likes you now..."
Bai He clenched the note tightly and looked at Yan Yi fiercely: "Why are you telling me now?"
"Let's go to the airport now. Maybe there's still a chance to keep him."
Yan Yi also wanted to leave himself a last chance of turning things around and see what her final choice would be.
His eyes were bloodshot and red as he stared at the girl...
In his eyes, there was only a desire to keep you, besides guilt.
Suddenly, the girl ran towards him. There was joy in Yan Yi's eyes. She opened her arms and the next second, she pushed him away, stopped a taxi at the intersection and got in.
The taxi whizzed towards the airport.
Yan Yi's eyes were empty, and his sadness was like a surging ocean, completely swallowing up the lone boat carrying a glimmer of hope.
…
Half an hour later, Bai He rushed into the airport in a hurry, ran all the way from security gate 1 to security gate 13, and almost fainted.
The last announcement from the airport was that passengers bound for Hong Kong City were being urged to board their planes. Bai He frantically looked around for someone—
"Qi Lang! Qi Lang!"
At the security checkpoint, Qi Lang, who had already handed over his ID card, turned around and looked back suddenly.
She saw him and he waved to her.
His clean white shirt was wrinkle-free. With a proud smile on his face, he said to her, "Sayuri, I'm leaving!"
"Qi Lang! I just saw it!" Bai He choked, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making her feel suffocated.
She cried out to him with tears in her eyes, "I just saw that note! Don't leave, I don't want you to leave..."
The next second, a pair of hands suddenly grabbed her arms with such force that it seemed as if they were going to crush her bones.
Bai He turned around and saw Yan Yi's face.
"No, please..."
His eyes were red, veins bulged on his forehead, and his shoulders were trembling slightly.
Bai He wanted to call him, but Yan Yi pulled her back and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Sister, please..."
He held back his tears, begged her, and kept her.
Every day in the past two years, his love has left a clear and distinct imprint on her.
Bai He shed tears and looked at the young man in the security check passage with despair.
Qi Lang didn't hear her words. He took the ID card and walked back into the security check passage. He waved to them one last time: "Xiao Baihe, I'm leaving! Yan Yi, don't bully your sister."
Even though they were reluctant to say goodbye, he kept smiling at her, as if he wanted to burn his brilliant smile into her heart.
Only when I turned around did my eyes turn red.
"Qi Lang!" Bai He's voice trembled. It wasn't until the crowd completely swallowed him up that she finally burst into tears, "I don't want you to leave!"
After security check, Qi Lang picked up his luggage and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand as he walked.
I couldn't control my surging emotions, and I couldn't control my sobs.
Love makes the brave cowardly.
The last first-class cabin passenger was stunned when the flight attendant saw him, and then she hurriedly greeted him and helped him board the plane. She then brought him a wet towel.
Qi Lang wiped his face, tilted his head to look at the slowly moving scenery outside the porthole, and said his final goodbye with sad eyes.
He is the coward.
Bai He kept running, crying as she ran out of the terminal and towards the overpass in the distance.
On the overpass, Yan Yi caught up with her. Bai He pushed him away several times, but he still hugged her tightly from behind. His nails dug deep into the skin of his palms, but it couldn't offset the pain in his heart. He buried his face in her neck: "Bai He, don't leave me."
Bai He let him hug her from behind, looking at the blue sky in despair.
The plane flew into the sky, taking away the most passionate love of her youth.
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