"You … no, sir, how do you want me to prove it?" Cheng Yiran pondered for a moment and asked.
The old man with the afro snorted, "Funny! You keep saying that this is very important to you, very important. I want you to prove it, but you still ask me? Is there such a reason? "
"I …" Cheng Yiran was speechless.
He became more and more anxious, watching the time passing by, the feeling of wanting to leave became stronger and stronger — it was a kind of intuition: Intuition told him that Hong Guan's performance might be able to awaken his lost ability to play the guitar.
This was a very urgent desire, even making him feel that if he missed this opportunity, it would be very difficult to find it again.
He didn't want to waste time here with this strange old man … If he could directly buy Besse back at a high price, that would be ideal.
But this strange old man was obviously deliberately making things difficult … Perhaps he wanted to raise the price?
Cheng Yiran took a deep breath and said, "How about this? Sir, can you give me your contact number? I'm actually in a hurry now. As for Besse, we can talk about it later. Please believe me, I am very sincere in wanting to buy it back. The price is negotiable. "
Unexpectedly, the old man didn't answer, but looked at Yu Danqiang and said, "Boss, the bill!"
After the old man put a bill on the table, he stood up directly and was about to leave, without looking at Cheng Yiran.
"Sir, sir! Where's your contact number? "Cheng Yiran couldn't help but ask anxiously.
The old man with the afro didn't turn his head and said, "No, why should I leave it to you? You said this is very important to you, but now you want to leave immediately, I don't see any sincerity. "
Cheng Yiran said helplessly, "Sir, you're older than me, and you have more experience than me. You should know that sometimes people really have to make a choice in a dilemma, and you can't attend to one thing and lose the other. If you were me, and there was a very important thing in front of you at the same time, what would you choose? "
The old man with the afro suddenly turned around. "Extremely important? Then let me ask you, is this a matter of life and death? "
Cheng Yiran subconsciously shook her head.
The old man with the afro said indifferently, "Is your wife giving birth? Family member critically ill? Or was he in a hurry to save them? Or is it because you have a big business deal that you want to cancel if you don't go? Everyone in the company is waiting for you to start your business? It concerns the livelihood of hundreds of people? "
Cheng Yiran shook his head one by one … He was unable to explain his true reason. But he couldn't help but think, 'What this old man is saying is probably really important.'
The old man with the afro finally said indifferently, "Then tell me, what is more important than this Besse? What's wrong with me returning it to you? If you can't justify it, I'm sorry, but I won't sell this Besse. You won't be able to find me in the future … and don't bother me anymore. "
"I got it." Cheng Yiran suddenly took a deep breath, "Uncle, I won't go. I'll keep an eye on you until you're willing to sell it back to me."
The old man with the afro suddenly said, "Oh, then you can follow me."
After saying that, the old man with the afro turned around and walked away. Cheng Yiran frowned … and braced himself to follow him.
He didn't know where the old man with the afro was going to go, so he just followed him silently.
And his mood became more and more anxious … He calculated the time, calculating whether he would be able to catch up with Hong Guan's appearance.
Each step was more difficult than the previous one … Each step was heavier than the previous one, but it was also unstable.
…
After walking for about a street, the old man with the afro suddenly stopped and walked into an old house, but told Cheng Yiran not to follow him.
Not long after, the old man with the afro came down with a bag in his hand … Cheng Yiran even recognized that it was the bag that Hong Guan used to carry his Besse. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Uncle, you're going to …"
Unexpectedly, the old man with the afro didn't say anything, but carried the bag on his back, looked at the direction, and then walked in another direction.
Cheng Yiran was helpless, lowering his head and sighing, he could only continue to follow him … The Besse was on the old man's back, within reach … With a little strength, it seemed that he could peel it off from the old man's body.
Cheng Yiran considered this possibility, but at the same time, he found that the old man was walking in the opposite direction from the gymnasium.
"Uncle, where … where are you going?" Cheng Yiran quickened his pace, walking side by side with the old man, "We've been walking for a long time, you should tell me, where are you going?"
"What? You still can't let go of your important matter? "The old man with the afro said indifferently," I didn't force you to follow me. If you feel that the other matter is more important, just go. Don't force yourself and make things difficult for me. "
"I … I didn't mean that." Cheng Yiran sighed, continuing to follow him.
He followed him, walking through the bustling streets, the downtown area, and the remote alleys … This kind of aimless wandering made Cheng Yiran impatient to an unimaginable degree.
What was the meaning of this? What was the meaning of walking forward aimlessly? He didn't see any intention of the old man to sell him. Instead, it seemed that the old man was telling him to back off.
In the end, Cheng Yiran didn't know what he was doing at all.
This feeling seemed to bring him back to the past … When he came out of the detention center, he aimlessly went all the way south, leaving the courtyard of the old alleys in the capital.
He even had the idea of giving up rock and roll … He even had this idea earlier than the first band member who said that he wanted to leave. But he didn't tell anyone … He didn't know how he had been holding on.
Whenever the members of the team were discouraged, he would always cheer them up … He always said that in order to make Xiaomeng's dream come true, they must persist on this road. Since they had come so far, wouldn't it be a pity to give up now?
No one wanted to give up halfway … and they were even more unwilling to give up the efforts they had made.
He didn't want to give up his own sweat and time.
He didn't want to give up the pain he had endured, and he didn't want to give up the tears he had shed alone.
In this way, although he knew that there would be no result, he still held on numbly.
It was meaningless, numb, and a waste of time …
Obviously, as long as he stopped now, as long as he rushed there, as long as he went to see Hong Guan … But when he felt Hong Guan playing the guitar, he might be able to regain the lost ability and continue to use the guitar to go all the way …
Those who held on and pursued at that time could be obtained with this guitar.
Obviously … it was better to give up.
There was still time … There was still time. If he stopped here — Hong Guan didn't know that he had found it. If he didn't know … he might not blame him.
Suddenly, he stopped.
But it was the old man with the afro who stopped in front of him. He slowly turned around, yawned lazily, and looked at Cheng Yiran expressionlessly.
"Uncle …" Cheng Yiran frowned and sighed at the same time. He was about to say, "Let's stop here, I don't want it anymore."
"Well, it's almost here." The old man with the afro looked around.
Cheng Yiran found that he had followed the old man to the bridge — this was the bridge that connected the two sides of the city.
At this time, the old man with the afro opened the bag on his back. Under Cheng Yiran's astonished gaze, he threw it out of the bridge — below was the flowing river.
Seeing the Besse was thrown down, Cheng Yiran angrily grabbed the old man's collar and roared, "You bastard!! What the hell are you doing! What the hell do you want!!! "
"Didn't you say that it was very important to you? Then why don't you go and find it? "The old man with the afro said indifferently," If you can find it, it's yours. "
"Are you kidding me!!" Cheng Yiran clenched his fists, "How big is this river! How can I find it!! "
"Hit me if you want." The old man said casually, "During the time you hit me, it may go further."
Ah —!!!
Cheng Yiran roared. His clenched fists were hard to the limit. He raised them high but released them at the moment of hitting the old man. Instead, he pushed the old man to the ground.
Cheng Yiran turned around and rushed to the railing of the bridge, crossing over the railing.
He jumped down!
What am I doing?
But no matter what, since I've jumped down … I'll find it!
In the water, Cheng Yiran who had lost consciousness due to the dizziness caused by the fall suddenly exhaled. He moved his arms crazily and floated to the surface of the water.
Cheng Yiran was not a good swimmer. His physical strength did not allow him to find the thing in the river as if he was walking on flat ground — it was impossible to find it! Such a heavy thing should have sunk into the water long ago.
He should have thought of this … the thing had sunk to the bottom. He should have thought of this long ago. But … but why did he jump down?
He did not look back.
But in the end … he sank into the dark river. This time, he did not have the strength to swim up.
It's over … it's over.
"Hey! Wake up!! Wake up!! Idiot! Wake up!!! "
…
Cough —!
His throat seemed to have been ravaged by something. His nasal cavity was even more uncomfortable. He felt even more shivering … his whole body was soaked.
Cheng Yiran tried to open his eyes. He tried to open a small gap. He only saw a mess of messy hair — this old man's hair had been soaked by the water.
"Uncle, you … cough cough …" Cheng Yiran rested for a while before sitting up.
He looked at the place where he was. In front of him was the river and above was the bridge. He was indeed at the pier under the bridge.
That old man was now wringing the water stains on his clothes, "I didn't expect you would really jump down."
"Thank you for saving me, uncle." Cheng Yiran sighed. Then he looked up at the night sky and said with a bitter smile, "I have a good brother who said I often made stupid mistakes. Actually, he was right. "
The old man didn't look back. He said indifferently, "What? You don't blame me for throwing it away?"
Cheng Yiran gave a start. Then he smiled and lowered his head, saying softly, "Just throw it away. Just … just when I thought I was going to die, I realized that maybe I should have thrown it away long ago … Actually, it was me who didn't throw it away. "
"Is that so?" The old man with the afro nodded his head and put on the checkered shirt that had been wrung dry.
Cheng Yiran now lay down. It seemed to be more comfortable. At this moment, he looked at the night sky with a calm heart.
After a while, Cheng Yiran suddenly asked, "Uncle, what time is it now?"
"It's almost 9 o 'clock."
"It's already 9 o 'clock … It seems that I can't make it." Cheng Yiran smiled and sighed. He didn't know why, but he felt more relaxed than before. At this moment, he didn't even want to think too much. He just wanted to lie down like this.
"What? Do you still want to go to the place you just wanted to go? "
"No, no." Cheng Yiran shook his head, "I can't make it … Besides, it's good now."
"Where did you want to go originally?"
"The gymnasium." Cheng Yiran sat up with a relaxed face. He looked at the night sky and said calmly, "Speaking of which, we really went a long way, uncle."
"I'll send you there." The old man suddenly said.
Cheng Yiran gave a start. He shook his head and said, "No need. I'll sit for a while. I can go by myself later. I'm fine. "
"Didn't you want to go to that place?"
"Yes, I did." Cheng Yiran's expression suddenly became complicated. Then he smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of you laughing. When I first followed you, I was counting the time. I was counting the time until I couldn't follow you anymore. I had to go, but …"
He shook his head and didn't continue.
"Let's go. I'll send you there." The old man pulled Cheng Yiran up.
"It's really not necessary. Besides, I can't make it. Uncle, you're wet. Let's go home. Don't catch a cold. "
"What are you talking about! You're so annoying! The gymnasium, right? I can send you there in less than ten minutes! "
"Ten minutes? Uncle, are you kidding? Here is … here, here is!! "
He suddenly looked up and saw a flash of colorful light in the sky. Then he heard … the roaring sound … the sound of cheering.
"You've lived here for so long. Don't you know that the gymnasium is next to the East Bridge?"
"Gymnasium …" Cheng Yiran turned around in disbelief.
It … had been right behind him all along.
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