On this night after the shooting, You Leyao treated us to a seafood meal together, and then stayed in a hotel by the sea. My room was close to the open sea that seemed to be unblocked, so the sound of the tide kept moaning in my ears. I simply tore open a can of frozen beer, opened the window and looked at the farthest place... At this time, the room fee of more than 1,000 yuan this night seemed so worth it, because I was born in an inland city, rarely had such an opportunity to stay so close to the sea.

My room is close to Le Yao. When she opened the window, although we were separated by a wall, the distance between us was only a few meters.

I threw a can of beer through the balcony for her. She took it neatly and tore the pull-up ring open. Then she took a sip with great worries, as if the lighthouse with bright lights in the distance could not save her mood at this moment...

"What are you thinking?" I finally asked her.

"Thinking about your thoughts."

“It means I didn’t say it…”

Le Yao smiled, turned her head and looked at me and asked, "What about you, what are you thinking?...I mean, today is dim, what are you thinking when you shot the last shot?"

"Thinking random things."

"Don't you say nothing?"

I nodded in agreement and replied, "Yes, sometimes it is not necessarily a bad thing to not like to treat each other with sincerity, so I can save the burden in my heart to the people around me."

Le Yao shook her head and smiled. She didn't have to get into a result with me like before. She raised the beer can to me, then raised her head until she finished drinking all the beer inside, and said, "Anyway, we are born lonely, and it doesn't matter whether we are good at confide in it, because some pain is too secret, and not everyone has the talent to express it clearly... And those who are good at expressing either become writers or screenwriters. They racked their brains in the study to fabricate some works, but were scolded by audiences who don't understand or appreciate it... So, it's better to treat loneliness as a contract, not listen, not read, not write, or say..."

I thought about it, then laughed wildly... Because fucking loneliness is like a stubborn disease, I am lonely when I get it, and I am even more lonely when I lose it. Fortunately, there is an open sea in front of me. I can hide loneliness in my laughter without restraint, and then let everything flow to the next pier and the next coast with the sea water......

After a while of silence, Le Yao asked me again: "Zhaoyang, I heard that Cao Jinfei gave his game account to your company?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

Le Yao narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Then please estimate the market value of this account, and then transfer the money to my bank card. This is the joint property of Cao Jinfei and I, and he has no right to give it to you!"

"This, there is no problem with this...!"

Le Yao looked at me, then closed the window. I heard her leave her room, and then the room of the other members of the crew began to become lively. They seemed to have played some drinking-related games with Le Yao. In their noise, I don’t believe in the nonsense that was born lonely!

......

I lay in the hammock on the balcony, picked up my phone and took pictures of the sea view around me, and the lighthouse that was lonely in the distance. Then I posted a Weibo post to discuss the topic of loneliness with everyone, but I really fell asleep in loneliness.

Until late at night, I was woken up by the cold and wet sea breeze, and I felt a stinging pain in my throat. I realized that I was catching a cold in this sudden cooling night. At this moment, my ears were not just the sound of the tide rising and falling, but also the sound of rain hitting the glass.

I hurried back to the room, boiled a pot of boiling water for myself, lying in the quilt and started drinking, and then listened to the rustling of the curtains in a faint pain. When I turned around, I found that my shadow also fell on the curtains and swayed left and right, so that everything in the room looked so comfortable, but the world outside the room had become increasingly difficult to grasp in the frenzy. At this time, a flash of lightning flashed out of the sky, and everything that could be perceived was trembling in the thunder...

I took off the watch on my wrist, picked up the bag of Marlboro cigarettes from the bed cabinet, then pulled out one and put it in my mouth. When the lighter flames rose, the whole room seemed to shake more, shaking out the mania and uneasiness of this world...but I became more and more calm.

I picked up my phone and opened the screen... A connection that seemed to be inadvertently created between my fingers... After half a year, I received an email from the mailbox again, and yes, "betsy" is Micai.

My breath became disordered, and I lit my fingers twice before I opened the email...

"Dear, I have read your letter. You must be very surprised. Why did I see that letter when I am not in the United States? Thank you brother Mo Zishi. He forwarded this letter to me. In fact, I have always been in contact with him. I also know that when he is in China, he always asked you to go on blind dates... Speaking of which: He has no malicious intentions towards you and me. He used this method to test you again and again, but the result proves that you did not do something that makes me feel sad because of the loneliness of a person. So I am very grateful to brother Mo Zishi. I heard from him that you can resist temptation and mature gradually, which allows me to live in the United States with peace of mind... However, two months ago, I left the United States and I must leave for a while because my condition is not very good. I need a trip that is not limited by time to relax myself!... This ongoing trip makes me feel very comfortable and enjoyable, so don't bear it for me.

Heart, and I also hope that you will enjoy life more than me now... By the way, there is a photo I took while traveling under the letter. It seems to be a little fatter than before leaving. There is no way. You know that people will be fat if they are broad-minded. If you don't like it, I will find a way to reduce it in the future... Also, I heard in the letter that the Trojan in front of the convenience store has been removed. I am also very sorry, but it is just a regret, because I think we will have a better future, too

You don’t have to trap yourself in the little happiness in the past. This is very lack of vision... Alas! I looked back and looked at the letter I wrote to you. I really can’t compare with you. Maybe I was born without the talent for sensation. I felt that my expression was as plain as boiled water, but I almost cried when I read your letter, because I always remember you and that interesting old man Li talked and laughed by the moat, but I was extremely lonely in my heart, but I couldn’t do anything for your loneliness!..."

Before I finished reading this letter, I felt tears rolling in my eyes. The gripping heart finally let go of a little, and finally my eyes fell on the photo sent with the letter.

I saw her familiar but unfamiliar face again. In the photo, she was wearing a white sun hat and red sunglasses. Behind her was the sea and blue sky. She was smiling. However, just like she said, she was really fatter, but it did not affect her beauty. Instead, it made me feel relieved. Only because I am broad-minded can I get fat. Perhaps, now she is easier and happier than the one who once lived with me in Xuzhou...

I hope she will come back soon because I must have her by my side to be happy... A simple trip cannot save me, so I always feel that in this relationship between Mi Cai and I, I am trapped deeper, and she is more free and easy than me, but this imbalance is nothing. As long as I am sure she will return to me, everything is not that important!

.........

After receiving this reply from Mi Cai, my heart was finally relieved. I began to devote all my energy to my career. I even lost my perception of time. Until one day, people on the street put on thick coats, I realized that this world had bid farewell to summer and ushered in a season called autumn.

On the evening of this day, Cao Jinfei and I went to the Shanghai airport together. We wanted to welcome the return of Le Yao and Robben. Yes! After Le Yao went to the United States for the fourth time to persuade him, Robben, who was so twisted that he finally agreed to return home with her and ended his nearly a year of life in the United States. They would get off the plane at around 6 o'clock.

While waiting, Cao Jinfei and I were chatting. We first talked about the game that was about to be launched online. This woman who had not heard from for too long, for too long, asked me: "I'm married, are you?"

"It's over! Do you have any questions when you ask me this?"

"I just think: since she is married, it's time to come back to see you old friends. After all, the relationship between you has surpassed friendship. It's not too much to say that it's family affection! Right?"

"I don't know what she is thinking. Maybe we don't know her enough, but I also think it's time for her to come back and take a look!"

Cao Jinfei nodded. He just regarded this as a topic of chatting. He was more concerned about how long it would take to get Le Yao, so he raised his hand and looked at the time. He still remembered that she once said that when she really forgot the relationship with Robben, she would come back to see it... In this way, if she had not breached her trust, or she had not completely let go of this relationship.

Finally, Cao Jinfei and I saw Robben and Le Yao walking side by side. At this time, Robben had turned into short hair, but he still loved jackets and Martin boots. The guitar he was carrying behind him also showed that Le Yao's persuasion was very successful. Robben, a man known as the new godfather of rock, will set off a violent storm in the music industry.

.........

On the night when Robben came back, I hosted a banquet for all my friends who were still in Suzhou. During the meal, Robben and I sat together. We drank as usual and talked about some topics about the future. He told me: This time he didn't want to sign any record company. He wanted to be his own team, an independent musician, and strive to hold an venue-level concert within a year...

I am very happy about his decision. Even though I expressed my full support for him to achieve this goal, I also reached another consensus with him that we will hold 6 small concerts on the road of literature and art this year.

After the dinner, I stood by the parking lot waiting for the driver to pick up the car, but found Yan Yan squatting by the flower pond and vomiting. I hurried over and asked Qin Yan beside her, "Why did she vomit? Didn't you see her drinking just now?"

Qin Yan looked like he was reluctant to speak, and Yan Yan, who had recovered, patted her chest and said to me: "Zhaoyang, I'm sorry, I should have told you this news as soon as possible, but I was worried that you would blame me... Well, Qin Yan and I didn't take contraceptive measures, and I'm pregnant!...I know that when the advertising company needs me so much, we should be more cautious, but still... I'm really sorry!"

When I heard the news of Yan Yan's pregnancy, I felt a complicated feeling in my heart. It was not because I was afraid that this would affect my work, but just lamenting that the world was impermanent. Yan Yan was pregnant for another man except Fang Yuan. If it were put in the past, I would not dare to believe it, but now it is a natural thing...

Perhaps, Yan Yan's decision to not give birth to that child for Fang Yuan was correct, otherwise she would not have had the sweet life she had with Qin Yan now. Yes! They are really sweet, so sweet that no one would believe it. Yan Yan would secretly think of Fang Yuan, a man who had been with her for nearly ten years late at night.

......

This is another late night after working overtime at the company. I tucked my clothes to resist the cool breeze of autumn nights and prepared to have a late-night snack on the street...

I entered a bun shop and ordered my favorite small buns and soy milk as usual. Then, I accidentally saw Fangyuan squatting next to the trash can and vomiting. He seemed to have drunk too much. After vomiting, he staggered across the road. He was almost hit by a truck in the middle. But he himself was still not afraid and walked towards the street at the red light. He was still holding a beer can that he might not have finished drinking...

Then, I saw Mi Lan who was rushing to come. They first pulled and then started arguing. Mi Lan even ignored the people coming and going on the streets, raised her bag and smashed Fang Yuan's body several times. Fang Yuan was patient first, and then couldn't bear it anymore. She snatched the bag from Mi Lan's hand and smashed it hard on the ground. Various cosmetics inside were scattered all over the ground, and several of them had turned into pieces...
Chapter completed!