lover beside

Chapter 420

"Dad, where is Qing Jin now?" Qing Huan tried her best to ask.No matter what wrong things he has done, no matter why he is doing this, he is also her favorite brother, even if the whole world wants to abandon him, she can't.

"I don't know. I had a big fight with him at the end of July and slapped him. He ran out and never came back." Father Lin said dejectedly, his face pale.

Qing Huan looked at his father in disbelief, "Dad? He's Qing Jin! You kicked him out of the house for a whole month, and you didn't even look for him?"

A trace of embarrassment and despair flashed in Lin Quan'an's eyes, "Of course I looked for it! But I couldn't find him at all! He is hiding, and I don't even know who he has been with this year. There are still people in the school. It's summer vacation...Qing Huan, I know you blame Dad, but Dad has really tried his best."

Qing Huan sneered, feeling a bitter cold in his heart.

Although she wasn't [-]% sure, she had already seen the stepmother's spying eyes from the door of their room just now.In fact, all needless to say?Dad's house has two bedrooms and one living room, and the stepmother gave birth to a daughter. In the future, the grown-up daughter will always have a separate room, but Qing Jin is currently living in that room...

If Qingjin ran out of the house by herself, of course the stepmother would not be charged with the crime, but at the same time she would be at peace with her heart, so she must have been blowing in her father's ear, so how could her father's motivation to go out and find Qingjin be enough!

What's more, the stepmother and the newborn little sister were naturally worried about the splashing of red paint and wiping the dung that Qingjin provoked, and they also had to bear the eyes of the neighbors.Objectively speaking, it is really difficult.

Qing Huan could only feel tears rushing into his eyes sorely, his vision was full of mist, and he couldn't see his father's once loving face clearly, "Forget it, Dad. You are busy with your new life, busy with your new life. Your new wife and daughter. Qing Jin doesn't need you to take care of him anymore, I'll take care of him! The relationship between parents will eventually be broken, but the relationship between siblings will never be!" Qing Huan turned around, pulled his luggage and rushed out the door.Father Lin's pale voice behind her was deeply hidden behind the door by her, as far away as if in a lifetime.

It's easy to rush out the door, but finding Qing Jin is overwhelming.In a strange city and a sea of ​​people, where should she go to find Qingjin!

The only clue is that Qing Huan still remembers the small dance hall that Qing Jin took her to last time.Although it has been a year, Qing Huan can only hope to find some news here.

But it was really disappointing that there was no one in that dance hall.Neighbors also said that because the noise disturbed the people, the police station checked it many times.It is basically deserted now.

Qing Huan stood in front of the dance hall and wept.The future is like the cold and clear gate of a dance hall, with a dark opening, and only people can see the desolation and misery everywhere.

It may be that it is strange to see a girl standing in front of the dance hall and weeping silently. Qing Huan passed by many people looking at her up and down.Among them was a thin man, wearing red trousers exaggeratedly, with shiny metal chains hanging from the belt; the black floral shirt on his body was also wrinkled, and his hair was exaggeratedly spiky in all directions. with.

Qing Huan always avoided such a person.Seeing his eyes looking up and down, he had no choice but to lower his head.The man didn't give up, he walked over and back, looked at Qing Huan for a long time, then asked in a hoarse voice, "Did we meet somewhere?"

What a bad way to strike up a conversation, Qing Huan just frowned.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the man raised his voice and stopped, "Are you the girl who was with Qing Jin last time?"

Qing Huan hurriedly turned her head, threw away all the luggage in her hand, and ran up to grab the man's collar, "Do you know where Qing Jin is, right? Tell me!"

The boy obviously didn't expect that the gentle and gentle Qing Huan would suddenly rush over and grab him by the neck with a ferocious look. He choked on a mouthful of spit and coughed for a long time, "Sister, let go first, you're strangling me to death!" I really don't know where he is now. But he will go to 'Little Dolphin' to sing at night, you can find him there."

"Little dolphin"?Qing Huan pinched the crumpled note written to her by the man to find this place, but was stunned.I thought it was the name of a dance hall, but I didn't expect it to be a sailor's club.

City S is a city close to the sea, so there are always many foreign ships stopping by. The main guests of this sailor's club are those foreign sailors.

In addition, Qing Huan had heard rumors about the Sailors' Club to some extent, and it was said that many wives of sailors would come here to play.Because their husbands have been at sea for many years, and they are lonely and rich, so they come here to find young and beautiful boys...

Rumors are just rumors, and Qing Huan has no way of distinguishing the truth from the fake.But this rumor really made her stand in front of the sailors club with chills in her heart.

Young and beautiful boy, who else is more dazzling than Qing Jin?
It was already night, and the lights in front of the Sailors' Club became more and more lively.From time to time, I saw foreign men walking in through the gate, and I could faintly see young women with ambiguous identities, dressed coquettishly and walking in.

The waiter at the door hesitated when he saw Qing Huan.Qing Huan quickly explained, "I'm here to find someone, please let me go in and have a look, I promise to leave soon."

The seamen's club was buzzing.The light is dim amber, and the colorful lights on the edge are hazy, and there is a faint smoke lingering between the dim lights, covering the vision even more blurred.

In the ambiguous light, there are faces of foreign countries, they are laughing, drinking happily, or puffing smoke.

Qing Huan just felt dizzy, and couldn't find a place to focus his eyes in the whole field of vision.

In the confusion, Qing Huan could only cast his eyes on the stage in the center of the venue.At least there is a fixed, no need to shake.

It was also a hazy light, and the singers and musicians on the stage could not see their faces clearly in the backlight, only vague outlines.

There is quiet music diffused in the hustle and bustle, and a clear voice rises, as if with a touch of pain in the bone:
"I want to have another blow with you, although you are in a different time and space
You can still face the wind and talk about the dream in your heart
Emotions are ups and downs, the world is upside down

A heart is cloudy and cold, moving less and less

Prosperous colors, light and shadow, who is not fascinated by it

Looking at myself with a smile, I feel a little lonely
Thinking of your love and hatred are no longer lingering, that love still has some taste
Joy, anger, sorrow and joy still surround me, where can I find those who can share
I really want to have a shower with you again, to have a shower
The wind will take away all the short-term ease
Let's be as calm and calm as before

You don't have to say anything, you always understand"

……

Qing Huan was startled, and felt a chill running down her spine, making her want to shiver uncontrollably.It seemed that he suddenly understood why Qing Jin did this (read a zō) this year. In his father's words, he was almost "seeking death", because he had such a desperate loneliness in his heart, as if alone On the high cliff, let the wind on the top of the mountain lift his clothes and take away the last trace of warmth in his life.

Actually——it's all because of her...

She stood hopelessly among a group of strangers and wept.Just facing Qing Jin on the stage from a distance, everything around him seems to have ceased to exist.It was as if he was on a high cliff, facing her back, and she finally felt his gaze, and suddenly turned around in the wind of heaven and earth...

Qing Jin saw Qing Huan.It was like an acquaintance by fate, like a cognition from blood, even though the whole club was full of people, when she just walked in the door, he had already seen her at first sight.

It wasn't even because he saw Qing Huan's facial features clearly, but just watched her cautiously walk into the crowd, like a little girl lost in the jungle, subconsciously shrugging her shoulders... With this posture alone, he had already seen her... …

The notes gradually fell, and Qingjin's gaze finally lifted up, staring quietly at Qinghuan through thousands of people, and sang the last line, "You don't need to say anything, you always, understand..."

How dark is the night, how long is the alley at the door?Qing Huan didn't even know it anymore, she only knew that she was surrounded by that sharp young man, and she couldn't see the sky and the earth outside his embrace at all.He was kissing her with all his strength, not allowing her to speak, let alone refuse, kissing so desperately, squeezing so brutally, panting so happily but sadly...

Qing Huan was unable to struggle at all, and had no chance to speak, so she could only listen to him over and over again with tears in her eyes:

"Fool, why did you come? You should abandon me completely, you should go to your brighter future..."

"You shouldn't come. Once you come, I can no longer keep my promise. You shouldn't come. You know that I won't be able to control myself..."

His embrace hurt her, and his lips swollen from biting her lips, but when her eyes fell on his wrist, she really couldn't help crying——Qingjin had a ring on her wrist. "Lover's Buckle" is a bracelet made of Tibetan silver.She was seen on the streets of LS Barkhor Street.

Qing Huan knew that all this was no coincidence.When Ziheng was holding hands and walking through the rows of shelves on Barkhor Street, when she casually picked up the bracelet with the lover's clasp, she felt a burning gaze not far from her.At that time, she only felt pain in her heart, and with a shake of her hand, she put the lover back on the shelf.No matter what the boss explained, saying how suitable the lover buckle was for a couple like her and Ziheng, she couldn't pick it up no matter what.He just lowered his head and walked away holding Ziheng's hand, saying that he didn't like this style.

Also, in the "Maggie Ami" restaurant on the corner of Barkhor Street, she held up her camera and looked around Barkhor Street to take pictures. In fact, she had a rough intuition in her heart, as if she could see a familiar figure through the lens... …But knowing that it was impossible, she shed tears when the camera focused on the guestbook in Ziheng’s hand—on the left page of the message written by Ziheng, she saw the all-too-familiar The handwriting turned out to be Tsangyang Gyatso's poem:

"First, it's best not to meet each other, so that you don't fall in love.

The second best is not knowing each other, so can not Acacia.

Third, it is best not to accompany each other, so you can not owe each other.

Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.

Fifth, it is best not to love each other, so you can not abandon each other.

Sixth best not relative, so can not meet.

Seventh, it’s best not to make mistakes, so that they don’t make mistakes.

The eighth is best not to agree, so it can be discontinued.

Ninth best not dependent, so can not Xiang Wei.

Tenth best not to meet, so can not meet.

But once you meet, you know each other, how can you meet when you don’t see each other.

Ande and the king will say goodbye to each other, so as not to teach life and death to be lovesick. "

No one told her, not even she could believe it.But she had already guessed at that moment: he was coming too.Knowing that she and Ziheng would come here, so he came too...

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In the small attic where Qing Jin rented, Qing Huan was crushed under Qing Jin's body while crying.She has been crying, but she no longer knows if it is more difficult than the relationship between the siblings.

Qing Jin was like a crazy little beast, but she stopped abruptly at the moment before entering, and rolled to the side, only kissing her tears one by one, "Qing Huan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I stop, Don't cry anymore, it's all my fault, God will only punish me."

Qing Huan cried and held Qing Jin's wrist, "You have been there, haven't you?"

Qing Jin closed her eyes sadly.The small inn under the snow mountain, the pure white house, but the colorful prayer flags are flying on the window lattice, holy and gorgeous, quiet and warm.He stood in the snow and stared at the window lattice where Qing Huan and Ziheng lived together for a long time, until the light in the window went out, and the darkness of the quiet night surrounded the two embracing figures.

"How can I have time to go so far? Qing Huan, you misunderstood. This bracelet was given to me by a guest in the Sailors' Club. She traveled there before." Qing Jin turned around and looked at the dim street lights and the curtains drawn Shadows are faintly reflected on the wall, each one is a gloomy flower.

Qing Huan only felt cold, and traces of cold came out from the cracks in his bones.As if she was facing a garden of flowers falling, she could only watch helplessly as the fallen flowers turned red. She wanted to keep them, but she couldn't at all.

With tears in her eyes, Qing Huan gently grabbed Qing Jin's arm, "Then tell me, Dad said you were 'looking for death'...why did you do that?"

Qing Jin was visibly shocked, "Is there any? Why should I seek death, I'm alive and well."

Qing Huan couldn't help crying, "Don't think I'm a fool! Even if you can use the fact that I'm with Ziheng as an excuse, I won't be fooled by you!"

Qing Huan violently pulled Qing Jin over, looked at him with tears in his eyes, "I'm sick, right?"

(End of this chapter)