the most beautiful time

Chapter 19 Jealousy Was So Beautiful (2)

And the boy playing the guitar came into my sight at this moment.At first, through the crowd, when I heard a soft singing voice, like water, I thought it was the music played on the subway radio, so I closed my eyes slightly and quietly enjoyed the rare music in this closed space. The voice of the soul.After a while, I opened my eyes and saw him.He was about eighteen or nineteen years old, holding a guitar in his arms, singing an American country song affectionately, with a big guitar bag tied around his waist.If I hadn't accidentally glimpsed the scattered one-dollar bills inside, I wouldn't have believed that this handsome boy with a warm smile came to the subway to sing and earn money.Maybe many people are used to this artistic way of begging, maybe they have no place for music in their hearts when they are running around for a living, or maybe they just don't bother to talk to this boy with a green smile and humble eyes.

The boy doesn't mind the neglect, he still concentrates on playing the guitar, slowly blooming his beautiful singing voice and peaceful smile in the air like flowers.Occasionally, when someone threw a coin to him, he bowed and sincerely thanked him; in his words, he could not hear any humbleness and evasion born of poverty. It seemed that he came here just to sing, and if the audience gave money, It is a compliment to his singing, and it is reasonable not to give it.

Just when the boy was about to get out of the car, the girl in the corner who had been lowering her head to wipe her tears suddenly reached out and gently put the crumpled one-yuan note into the boy's purse.The boy was surprised for a moment when he saw the girl with bleak clothes and red eyes, but soon he bowed deeply as before, and said thank you softly.At that moment, in the calmness of the boy, I felt guilty for the obvious surprise on my face; I thought why poor people are not qualified to give a meager donation. In this world, loving donations are regardless of poverty. Rich and humble?

Just when the car door opened and the boy was about to get off with the guitar in his arms, in the confusion, the girl dropped her luggage and rushed over in two steps, blushing and saying "thank you" to the boy in the hustle and bustle.Her voice is not loud, but I can still hear it clearly, and I know that for these two words, she must have summoned up all the courage she has accumulated in her life.

When the car door closed again, the girl's face no longer had the previous sentimentality.Her delicate eyebrows and eyes were miraculously stained with the boy's flying look.It seemed that he didn't go far away, but was still by her side, singing songs that deeply soaked her heart one after another.

In fact, the boy did not go far, he just went to the next car, still singing, but he couldn’t hear the sound, only his lips were opening and closing among a group of people.Occasionally, from the window, seeing the shadow of the girl here, there will be a smile that only he and the girl can truly understand.

I think this smile is not a sympathy born between the poor; it is because they have been so strongly moved and surrounded by this strange journey.

I still remember the good old days with Chi, even though we are strangers.

It was at a dance party that I met Chi.At that time, I was still a young boy from the countryside, with a cautious expression and lonely eyesight, so I was a little uncomfortable in such a noisy and lively place.But because of a girl named Sang whom I had a crush on for a long time, I mustered up the courage to attend the prom.Chi is the host of the dance party. When he saw me sitting alone in the corner, his eyes were always closely following the dancing Sang, he instantly knew my secret.He quickly walked to Sang's side, and with just a few words, Sang smiled and walked towards me, and actively invited me to dance.The soft music sounded, and I took Sang's hand and slid into the romantic dance floor that I had never expected; in the joyful and nervous rotation, I caught a glimpse of Chi not far away, applauding and cheering for me.

Chi happened to be in the same class as Sang. After that, he tried his best to match me with Sang, and invited us to dinner again and again, so that Sang could understand me better.Sang finally abandoned me and found a boy from a superior family, but I was not so sad on the day she left, because I lost a love, but because of this, I got a love that can be more beautiful. long friendship.And how important this is to a person like me who has no one to rely on in the city.

Chi has indeed given me a lot of help. He taught me to surf the Internet, communicate with people, and adapt to the fast pace of the city; Only then will there be more self-confidence and pride.Chi, who was born in the city, took four years to finally make me, a clumsy cow, turn around and become a galloping horse when I graduated.

I ended up in a job with a big company that paid a lot of money that I couldn't have imagined before.And Chi, because his vision was too high and he wanted to go abroad, he missed the best recruitment period, so he had to go to a privately run advertising company.

But our friendship has not been affected in the slightest. We still make phone calls from time to time, take a car to a pub, and drink a few dishes from the lazy afternoon to the brightly lit night.Even after I got a girlfriend and started to get busy at work, this habit has not changed.I thought this friendship would last forever like time.But unexpectedly, an accident brought it to an abrupt end.

It was Chi's carelessness in advertising, which caused a company that cooperated with their company to lose hundreds of thousands of dollars. According to the contract, Chi has to bear a debt of 10,000+.At the beginning, Chi was obviously unable to do what he wanted, but soon, he ran around to collect all the money.At that time, I had already bought a house, but I still took out 2 yuan from the down payment and gave it to Chi.When Chi took the money, he promised me that he would return it to me in two months.I only thought he was joking at that time, but I didn't think about it. Two months later, he really sent the money to my account.I was a little surprised, and asked Chi how he paid back the debt so quickly, but Chi only gave me a smug smile; I didn't ask further, but it was because of this that I was deeply moved and trusted by Chi.

So a month later, Chi asked me to borrow money again. Without thinking about it, I gave him 3 yuan amidst my girlfriend's questioning and complaints.I thought that this time, Chi would pay back the money after 3 months as he promised. After all, this is the money I planned to give my father for the operation in a few months.

But Chi lost faith. I thought Chi was in a tight financial situation, so I didn't press a single word, and Chi also came to drink tea and chat with me as usual.Nothing seemed to have changed, but I still noticed Chi's strangeness from Chi's behavior and words.He didn't seem to be in any distress at all, bought the latest mobile phone, started dating, changed 3 girlfriends in two months, and spent a lot of money on them each time; but even so, his living standard, But I am improving step by step, disdain to take the bus, I will always take a taxi when I go in and out, and I start to laugh at the way I save money for consumption.Although my girlfriend, after seeing Chi a few times, definitely concluded to me that he is not a friend worth making, at least, his vanity, his showing off, and his laziness all show that the current Chi is not a friend. Not as trustworthy as I described it to be.But I still have hope for Chi, hoping that Chi will still be the man I trusted and admired before.

One day a few months later, Chi called and said he was waiting for me at the door of the company.It was only after we met that he was trapped by the driver and urgently needed my rescue.After paying the 50 yuan fare for him, I couldn't help but want to blame him for taking a taxi without money, but I still kept this complaint in my stomach.But after this time, I suddenly had doubts about Chi. Occasionally, I felt ashamed of my doubts. How could I underestimate Chi because of his downfall?A friendship should be able to stand the test of money.

Later, on a business trip, I met a classmate from college, and I accidentally talked about Chi, but I learned that Chi borrowed almost all of his classmates, but the money he borrowed far exceeded his debt; In this way of borrowing things and returning things, he practiced the way of advanced consumption that he himself mentioned to me, and the foundation of his practice was the trust that outsiders once had in him.One defeat turned him into a man who depended on borrowing money for a living.

As the classmate said, when I hardened my heart and asked for the money I owed, he didn't feel guilty at all, but just evaded and said that he would return the money to me after a few months.After such delays over and over again, I eventually lost the patience and hope to recover the arrears just like that classmate.

When Chi borrowed money from me again, I didn't say a word of reproach, I just treated him to a last meal, and after sending him away, I sent him a text message, saying, Chi, we, stop here Well, because there is a kind of downfall that I don't want to bear, and there is a kind of friendship that I don't want to insist on.

Friends, it’s like a cup of chestnut-red Pu’er tea. Only after soaking in time can you know who is the surface tea that floats on the surface, who is the dense and mellow middle tea, and who is the tea that sinks in the cup. The bottom of the tea is rough and bitter.And the friendship that can last for a long time is like this. Time has filtered the surface and poured out the debris, and then a cup of good Pu'er has been brewed.

As for the one that was lost by the downcast, I still want to remember his lush growth in spring.

(End of this chapter)