Chapter 10 Farewell to Vian (10)

Nine He picked up the phone.He heard a rustling sound coming from the microphone.He said, Wei An, hello.It was a girl's voice.Sweet and magnetic.It was a beautiful voice he had never heard before.The girl smiled softly.it's me. He felt his warm tears seep into the corner of his mouth.He sucks it.The taste of tears is salty.He almost forgot.He said, Vian.I drank 8 cans of beer and smoked a pack of cigarettes here.It is raining. Why must I call you. have no idea.He said.I just miss you.meet me.Vian.I don't pay attention to appearance.You are so important to me. The girl smiled and said, I am not afraid to see you.And I'm not in Shanghai either.

Then I'll come and see you.Vian.tell me where you are She gave him the name of a city.But she didn't tell him the exact address.She said, I won't see you. why. I told you why before.I have been to Shanghai.Shanghai and Shanghai men will always be my complex.But I'd rather be in fantasy.You take me to Haagen-Dazs.Take me to Huaihai Road for coffee.Take me to a bar in the West End.There will be no beginning.There will be no end. He said, I know.You need a perfect game.But I'm not always the player who can stick to the end. The girl said, as long as there is one person who can persist until the end.The game will still be perfect.

He watched the raindrops slid down the glass.Dawn has come for the city.He said, I will leave Shanghai soon.Maybe go to Australia. The girl said, no matter where you are, you can always find me on the Internet.I'm here.Listen to my last sentence.he said softly. The girl was silent there. Then he turned into the microphone, and he said, thank you, this night and the early morning.Spent the last ten percent of my affection. I finally have nothing. After finishing the visa, he spared a day to go to Wei'an's city.That distant seaside city.In the north thousands of miles away from him.

He finally saw the sea that she used to mention to him online.The vast blue sea.She said that the sea is the clearest and warmest tear on earth.She likes to look at the sea.Then he went shopping.There are large European-style buildings with red brick spires in the city.Classic style with melancholy.The street is full of bright, dry northern sunlight.There are tall and beautiful northern girls everywhere.He thought she might be one of them passing by. He could finally say to her softly in his heart, goodbye, Wei An.