The night covers the earth. The river in front of us is like a black and shining velvet ribbon. In the evening of early autumn, the occasional breeze picks up the golden light on the water surface, tears it into pieces and falls lightly. It is like a string played gently, weaving into a symphony with wonderful rhythm.
Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng sat side by side on the stone steps of the river bank. Their eyes moved along with the water stirred by the wind. They just sat there and did not speak for more than ten minutes. It is probably because of the fact that they have just escaped from the "battlefield of war", so it seems very quiet here.
On the other side of the river bank, there are three or five pairs of children playing and avoiding the wax lamp along the river. There are a pair of lovers hidden in the dark. They all look like high school students. Some even wear school uniforms and secretly hold hands with people who are in their hearts and have a sweet smile and whisper.
Everyone will probably have a secret base of their own, like a small world, isolated from the world. The river beside the snack street, of course, has become such a new world. But I didn't expect that after so many years, it's still the same here.
The scenery is similar, but people are already separated from each other.
At the foot is the "gluttonous feast" which has just been looted by two hungry ghosts. Basically, the bottom has been seen. However, Mo Liancheng's heart is very strong. After eating a few pieces of pig's large intestine, he completely lost his appetite. Just ate several red bean dumplings, it is not easy to stomach tumultuous nausea pressure down.
Mu Qingqing laughed at him, but he didn't forget to fill his mouth. After eating, he even warmed up.
"I didn't expect that you can eat..." The first person to break the atmosphere turned out to be Molian city. Unconsciously, he could not help saying such a sentence when he looked at the river water shining with golden light under the night sky.
But this is indeed what Mo Liancheng wants. On weekdays, no matter in Donglin villa or high-end restaurant, Mu Qingqing is like a kitten eating food, and only a few mouthfuls put down the dishes and chopsticks. Either the female star in order to keep fit, or Mu Qingqing has a small appetite.
But here, Mu Qingqing does not have any female star's burden at all. High oil, high salt, high sugar and high calorie things have lifted her appetite. He even ate more than a big man in Molian city. He was stunned.
"What does it matter once in a while? Tomorrow is not as usual!" Mu Qingqing said faintly, but the memories of his school days and ye Youran were all in his mind.
Mo Liancheng nodded, it is true, occasionally indulgence once is not bad, but people still have to stand back on their own standard. But today's memory is not good for Molian City, except for mu Qingqing, at least so far, it is still so.
"You seem to be familiar with it. Have you been here before?" Mo Liancheng tentatively asked questions. When he talked about the past, he still had no confidence. After all, he cared too little about Mu Qingqing in the past. Even a lot of things, even if Mu Qingqing mentioned it countless times, he still had a lot of things that he didn't remember.
Therefore, Mo Liancheng is not sure whether Mu Qingqing mentioned it to him.
After a long time, Mu Qingqing nodded. His meaningful eyes gradually lengthened and scattered in the dark. "When I was at school, you ran and I often came here to eat roadside stalls, visit night markets, and hide under the bridge over there to talk about things. There are many memories..."
Seeing Mo Liancheng's face puzzled, Mu Qingqing explained with a smile, "in fact, at that time, our two families were very strict. Except for one hour of self-study every Wednesday night, we could sneak out for free activities. The rest of the time was very busy. Leisurely, I had to learn piano and Cello every night, and I was forced by my mother to learn painting and dancing, which were boring and hard work Things.
At the end of the week, I had to be dragged by my parents to various parties like a puppet to act as a noble doll. In retrospect, I didn't live for myself at that time
"I didn't expect that two young ladies would come to such a place to relax. You are very special..." Mo Liancheng said faintly, he saw a touch of loss and sadness in Mu Qingqing's eyes, like a child eager for toys, standing dejectedly in the corner, looking at the doll in the hands of other children.
"It's not leisurely, she was very skinny when she was a child. I still remember that when we first came to the roadside stall, we both got gastroenteritis when we got home. We were also taught by our parents, but we were afraid to tell us why... " When Mu Qingqing mentions the past again, she unconsciously smiles.
Looking at Mu Qingqing's beautiful eyes, Mo Liancheng seems to have seen Mu Qingqing in his school days. This is the first time in his life that he feels so close to Mu Qingqing.
"Your feelings It's really good... " Mo Liancheng's weak tone was almost drowned in the cold air. Mu Qingqing clearly heard it, but he didn't make a sound.
"At that time, I accidentally dropped my shoes in the river. It was colder than now. You ran knew that I had to go to dance class in the evening, so I changed my shoes. But because the shoes were wet and cold, Youran had a serious illness and had pneumonia. Until then, she was in poor healthWhen Mu Qingqing mentions the past, her face suddenly darkens. Ye Youran is really good to Mu Qingqing, and even treats her as her own sister. The matter of shoes is just a tiny thing in their friendship, but no matter what it is, Mu Qingqing still remembers it.
The remorse for ye Youran is more than the care and favor that he had received. What Ji Tang said to Mu Qingqing in prison was like a sharp sword, which pierced into Mu Qingqing's heart. Later, after Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng got married, they did not care about ye Youran for a period of time, and poured out negative energy to her all day.
Recalling that period of time, ye Youran must have had a hard time.
With all that said, Mu Qingqing slightly turned her cheek to the other side and gently sucked in her nose. The corners of his eyes are glittering and translucent, and all the dots fall into the eyes of Mo Liancheng. At the same time, they are also engraved into the heart like acupuncture.
A burst of noise from far to near, not far from the canal rose a burst of light, not a moment later, the dark river water dyed by the night floated over with colorful lamps, the golden red candle light against the blue river, echoed with the stars in the sky, intertwined, like a galaxy running through the heaven and earth, surging colorful light and shadow, falling Into the eyes of light.
Sparse dense, vast