Ling Yi's interest was piqued when he heard a fan across the street telling them that there were fireworks to watch. "Really? Is it nice? "
"It's really nice!"
Thus, in order to watch the fireworks, the six big boys rushed to the riverside. However, there were more people here than they had imagined. They rubbed shoulders, and when they stood there, they were surrounded by a group of people.
"If we stay here any longer, it won't be us watching the fireworks," Lu Yuan said with a lollipop in his mouth. "Maybe everyone is looking at us."
"Isn't there a place with fewer people?" He Ziyan turned his head to look.
Jiang Miao put his hands in his pockets. "I think it's a little dangerous. We should leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, it won't be good if we attract the attention of the fans."
Ling Yi hugged the captain's arm and whined. Pei Tingsong looked at the river in the distance. He bumped Fang Juexia's shoulder with his shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to watch the fireworks?"
Fang Juexia, who was wrapped up tightly, looked up, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes. He blinked twice, and Pei Tingsong immediately understood.
"Okay." Pei Tingsong hugged his shoulder and let go. "Wait for me here."
The others were still puzzled. However, not long after, Pei Tingsong came back.
"Let's go watch the fireworks." He pulled Fang Juexia's sleeve.
Ling Yi was puzzled. "Where are we going?"
In the end, they were brought to a large cruise ship.
Lu Yuan whistled and walked in. He asked casually, "How many people are in here?"
"No one. I booked it." Pei Tingsong pulled Fang Juexia's sleeve. "Didn't you want to watch the fireworks?"
He Ziyan clasped his hands behind his back and shook his head. "Look at this extravagant style."
Ling Yi asked, "Is it because of the 100,000 yuan just now?"
"Hahahaha!"
The night view by the river was very beautiful, but for Fang Juexia, his vision was still very blurry. Pei Tingsong quietly led him up the stairs step by step, moving forward carefully and considerately. They boarded the deck of the night cruise ship. There were less than three minutes left before the fireworks exploded. The six of them were leaning on the railing side by side, looking up.
"Is it about to start?"
"Right? This angle is so close."
"That's right. When it was ignited, we should be right below it."
Pei Tingsong leaned against Fang Juexia, and the back of their hands rubbed against each other. Their skin was close to each other, and there was some distance between them. Beside their teammate, in the dark night, they hid their hearts so well that they were about to stick to each other.
They heard the countdown from another boat filled with tourists not far away.
Fang Juexia subconsciously counted with them in his heart. Three, two, one.
The night sky was originally silent and dark, until a flame rose into the sky. With a boom, fireworks suddenly appeared in his blurry vision. The cold white color was short and gorgeous, like a gathering of shooting stars. He suddenly realized that fireworks would lose their vitality if they were separated by a distance or a screen. Only when he saw it in person could he feel the brilliance of the fireworks.
Every piece of broken white fire fell from the sky, as if it would flow to the spectators and ignite them in this carnival. But it didn't. These sparks disappeared halfway.
The fireworks in the sky were swallowed by the dark night, and the fireworks on the river were swallowed by ripples.
The new replaced the old before it faded away. The echo of the fireworks penetrated the body, and the sound waves vibrated, overlapping with the heartbeat and beating the chest.
That was the last sound of their lives.
"Wow! It's so beautiful! "Ling Yi pointed to the sky." Look at that. Doesn't it look like the shape of an ear of wheat? "
"No, I want to make a wish. Hurry up and make a wish."
"Are you a little girl? You want to make a wish? "
Ling Yi didn't care. "I just want to. Bless my parents' health. I won't get fat no matter how much I eat."
Jiang Miao also smiled and said, "Then bless our Kaledo to be more successful in the future."
"Yes!" Ling Yi said again. "Bless, bless. I'll make a lot of money this year and go to the Maldives for a vacation!"
Pei Tingsong was speechless. "You're so stubborn. How about this? I'll take you there."
He Ziyan and Lu Yuan started to kick up a fuss, but Ling Yi was quite stubborn. "I don't want to. I want the company to pay for me to go!"
"Up to you."
Ling Yi showed an expression of appreciation. "Although, but you can take me to Dubai."
"Tsk, you wish."
"Juexia." Ling Yi called his name in the midst of the fireworks. "Don't you want to make a wish?"
"Me?" Fang Juexia was originally fascinated by the fireworks, but after being asked, he hesitated.
Wish …
When he thought of this word, his first reaction was actually Pei Tingsong.
He actually wanted to make a wish that was related to him. This was unbelievable.
Fang Juexia smiled. "I hope everyone's wishes will come true."
"Look, what kind of angel is this."
His teammates were all joking around. Fang Juexia's hand reached out from his half-grown sleeve, traced the shape of the railing, and found Pei Tingsong's hand.
Everyone was fascinated by the bright fireworks, but he quietly held Pei Tingsong's hand.
Pei Tingsong, who was still bickering with Ling Yi, was suddenly stunned. He turned his head and looked into Fang Juexia's eyes. He was still looking up, his eyes full of fireworks.
He held Fang Juexia's hand and held it tightly.
Other than the fireworks, no one knew about this secret love.
More and more fireworks climbed into the sky, lighting up the entire night. Fang Juexia looked up and felt like a child. He was excited. Perhaps it was because he had never seen fireworks at such a close distance.
Or perhaps it was because he had never seen such a bright darkness.
The fireworks were formed by countless fleeting moments, but even if they were superimposed, they were still short-lived. The night returned to its calm state, as if those magnificent blooms had never happened.
When it ended, everyone was a little disappointed and didn't want to leave. Everyone followed the cruise ship, chatting and looking at the night scenery together.
It had been too long since they had such an opportunity. Every day, they would travel to different destinations, exhausting their energy. When they woke up, they would repeat their lives. It was difficult to even chat.
Jiang Miao told the story of the script he had read, and Lu Yuan talked about the street dance show he had participated in. Fang Juexia listened silently, occasionally adding a sentence or two.
The river returned to its calm state again, giving him an inexplicable sense of familiarity. When he was in Guangzhou, he had also taken a cruise ship several times. He leaned on the railing, closed his eyes, and felt the moist wind. It was as if he had returned to his hometown.
"Sleepy?"
Suddenly, he heard Pei Tingsong's voice. Fang Juexia opened his eyes and shook his head. "I'm just … a little homesick."
This was the first time Pei Tingsong heard Fang Juexia say he was homesick. He put his hands on the railing. "Because of the cruise?"
Fang Juexia nodded. "There are also night markets, roadside stalls, and all kinds of snacks. It's strange. When I was in Beijing, I didn't miss it. Now that I'm in another city, I'm homesick. " He turned around and leaned against the railing. "The food in Guangzhou is very delicious. When I was hungry after school, I would go to the roadside to buy fried rice noodles and winter melon tea. It was a very old shop. The lady boss would put it in a plastic bag and drink it with a straw."
He gestured as he spoke, looking at Pei Tingsong from time to time. As if afraid that he would not believe him, he emphasized again. "That's very delicious."
"Really?" Pei Tingsong pretended to be trying hard to imagine and said to him, "But I can't imagine what it tastes like."
Fang Juexia was a little discouraged. He felt that his ability to express himself was not good enough.
Unexpectedly, Pei Tingsong said again, "You have to bring me to drink it personally. Only then will I know if it tastes good." Then, he started counting with his fingers again. "And your school, your favorite food stalls, the small roads you often take. I want to go to all of them."
Fang Juexia glanced at Ling Yi and the others, who were looking up at the sky not far away. He said to him again, "I didn't say that I would bring you back."
"You will." Pei Tingsong's tone was certain, as if it would happen for sure.
Fang Juexia couldn't help but laugh. "You're so confident every time you speak. It's as if you think that your judgment will never be wrong."
"No, I was born confident, but I also know that I often misjudge things." Pei Tingsong then said, "For example, when it comes to you, I keep making mistakes."
Fang Juexia took off his mask. "For example, the unspoken rules?"
Pei Tingsong smiled magnanimously. "Actually, I've been suspicious of that rumor for a long time, and to be honest, I don't really care about it."
"Then why were you so against me at that time?" Fang Juexia leaned closer to him, as if he was about to reprimand him. "Why were you always against me about the unspoken rules?"
Pei Tingsong raised his hands in surrender. "I didn't mean to defend myself." He shrugged. "You might not believe it, but I was a little angry at your incompetence. There were such rumors in the company, and sometimes they even said it in front of you. Why didn't you even bother to explain? It was as if you were isolated from the world and didn't care about anything. "
Fang Juexia suddenly understood.
Sure enough, what Pei Tingsong really cared about was not the rumor itself, but his attitude towards the rumor. This was very much in line with Pei Tingsong's personality, because he was a naturally rebellious person. If there was any injustice or anything that didn't conform to his point of view, he would unscrupulously overturn it. A hot-blooded person naturally couldn't stand a cold-blooded and indifferent person.
"But later, after I learned more about you and learned the truth from Liang Ruo, I realized that you wanted to help him keep this matter a secret." Pei Tingsong shook his head and sighed. "You're gentler to outsiders than you are to yourself. You almost lost your bright future because of him, but you still want to protect his reputation."
Fang Juexia said, "I'm not protecting him, I'm protecting myself."
This statement made Pei Tingsong puzzled. "Protecting yourself?"
Fang Juexia lowered his head and smiled. "This industry is too complicated. Since I was a trainee, I knew that strength often doesn't determine anything. I've seen all kinds of ways to get to the top, and all kinds of transactions. Many people who aren't good enough to be singing and dancing artists can make a successful debut as long as they're willing to change and exchange a part of themselves. In that kind of chaotic environment, the most difficult thing isn't to fight for a good future, nor to debut as an artist, but to not be affected. "
Pei Tingsong suddenly had the feeling he had when he first met Fang Juexia. He was like a straight withered branch, stubborn and tough, and would rather be broken cleanly than be changed.
Perhaps it was because he saw his father in good health when he was young, a dancer who had a thriving career and loved his wife and children, but he also saw him go crazy because of failure, become a completely different person, and lose himself. That was why Fang Juexia formed such a life rule.
"Since we were young, we've received all kinds of education. Many people teach us what we should fight for, what we should get, and what we should work hard for. But very few people tell us what we should keep. But what I want to do is to preserve my own essence. "
Fang Juexia looked at him. "I used to think that this was an easy thing, but as I grew up, I realized that it was more complicated and difficult than I thought. Humans are such a complicated polyhedron. Every face and even point can be picked out to represent this person. This is the evaluation of the outside world. It's one-sided and one-dimensional. " Fang Juexia shook his head slightly, denying this approach. "But I know that the part of myself that I want to preserve is the only thing that can truly represent me."
He knew that he had said a lot of things that were strange in the eyes of others, but they were buried deep in his heart and never spoken to anyone. Seeing Pei Tingsong looking at him with a complicated expression, Fang Juexia frowned and felt a little strange. "Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong? "
Pei Tingsong laughed and paved the way. "I know that everyone's knowledge system is different, so the person I'm going to talk about next is most likely someone you don't know. He was a philosopher who lived in the 16th century, and his name was Spinoza. "
"Spinoza …" Fang Juexia repeated the name silently, indicating that he was indeed unfamiliar with it.
"One of his greatest achievements was to reconcile and unify three different categories of ethics." At this point, Pei Tingsong saw Fang Juexia's puzzled expression. "I digress. To put it simply, he once wrote this sentence in his book, 'Ethics,' 'Every thing is trying its best to preserve its own existence, and the self that it tries its best to preserve is precisely the true essence of that thing.'"
Hearing this sentence, Fang Juexia was slightly stunned under the night sky.
"Isn't it wonderful?" Pei Tingsong looked at him and raised his eyebrows slightly. "So, when I heard what you said just now, I suddenly had a feeling … that I crossed time and space, and saw the wonderful scene of Spinoza's philosophical pursuit reappearing in you. It sounds mysterious, but it's true."
This was one of his favorite philosophers. He calmly and self-consciously fought against his miserable life, and never once admitted defeat.
"Just now, I was very touched. You've never read his books, and you've never learned his theoretical system, but you've naturally lived like this. At that time, I was thinking that thoughts can really break away from the physical body and time in a kind of void and mysterious realm, and achieve some kind of collision and resonance. "
Fang Juexia was actually also a rebel. Unlike Pei Tingsong, he subconsciously resisted in order to protect himself.
Hearing Pei Tingsong's words, Fang Juexia had an indescribable feeling in his heart. On one hand, he felt that it was strange, but on the other hand, he felt that Pei Tingsong might have said such words because of his preference. He was an ordinary person who was not proficient in philosophy at all, but because of Pei Tingsong's description, he was curious. "Then … what kind of person was Spinoza?"
"How should I put it?" Pei Tingsong thought seriously. "He was a person who was proficient in mathematics, so he almost always used mathematics to study philosophy. He was extremely restrained and advocated rationality. You don't even know how he lived. Most of the time, he stayed in his room to do research, and he didn't see anyone for several days. "
Fang Juexia asked again, "Did he have an income?"
"Speaking of which, it's even more amazing." Pei Tingsong grabbed his hand and said while playing with it, "He was originally a teacher, but later changed to lens grinding. His craftsmanship was good, but he didn't really do business. Every year, he would accurately calculate how many lenses he needed to grind to meet his basic living and research costs, no more, no less. "
After saying that, Pei Tingsong laughed. "You really are quite like him."
Fang Juexia thought about it and felt that it was very interesting. Although Pei Tingsong was mocking him, he was still using the great philosopher to mock him. It was completely flattering. "Shut up, I can't afford to be like that."
Pei Tingsong said from the bottom of his heart, "You can afford to be like that." He was very happy because he had learned more about Fang Juexia, and it seemed that he was closer to his soul. Facing such a small ice cube, this was a great leap forward.
Ling Yi ran back to show off the dialect he had learned. "Do I look like you, Juexia? Do I look like you?"
Fang Juexia was about to nod, but Pei Tingsong beat him to it. "How is it similar? Everything you learn is like the Chengdu dialect."
"You! What's wrong with me speaking the Chengdu dialect? You won't be able to learn it, tsk. "
After saying that, Ling Yi ran away. Pei Tingsong was dumbfounded and looked at Fang Juexia. "He just scolded me, right? He scolded me, right? "
Fang Juexia played dumb. "Really? I don't know. "
"It must be, little bastard." Pei Tingsong rolled up his sleeves and was about to leave, but he was stopped by Fang Juexia. "Who told you to say that he can't learn the dialect well?"
"It's true." The irritable little tyrant let out a long sigh of relief. "Okay, I won't lower myself to the level of a loveless single dog like him."
Hearing his words, Fang Juexia immediately kicked him. "Shh."
Pei Tingsong smiled as if he was begging for mercy. Soon, he remembered something. "By the way, you haven't told me about your dialect. I want to hear you speak in Cantonese."
"Didn't we sing last time?" Fang Juexia tugged at his sweater hat.
"That doesn't count. Can't you tell me?"
Fang Juexia used the excuse that he did not know what to say and refused to say it. Pei Tingsong kept making a fuss and even pretended to jump over the railing to threaten him.
"You can jump. I can't see, but I can hear the sound of the water." Fang Juexia smiled at him.
"That's too cruel."
After having enough fun, the cruise ship docked. They went down one by one and returned to the ground from the river.
Pei Tingsong was like a big boss hugging his girls. "Did you have fun, brothers?"
"Yes, we had fun. Thank you, tyrant!"
"Then you guys take turns to wash my clothes when you go back!"
"What did you say? The wind is so strong, I can't hear you. "
Fang Juexia, who was walking at the back, smiled and stepped on their shadows. After they finished joking around, he walked to Pei Tingsong who was about to chase after him. "Wait."
"What's wrong?" Pei Tingsong was obedient and stopped.
Fang Juexia put his hands in his pockets and leaned close to his ear. He was not familiar with the language, but his voice was gentler than the night.
"Hey, I like you so much."
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