Chapter 30 Section IX

When she finally finished singing the last song of the night, Lan Yue'er hurriedly called off the curtain and rushed backstage, almost bumping into Myuni.There is a copper music box in Miu Ni's palm. The dancing girl puts on a beautiful dance dress, bends one leg, and spins in the box to Ding Ding Dongdong's music. "Is it pretty? I bought it from a clown outside the karaoke bar before the show," Myuni said. "Is he still out there?" she asked anxiously. "Should have already left?" She put on a black cloak and chased after him. "Where are you going?" Mynie asked her.

She replied with a bright smile, "I ran into an old friend." She left the cabaret through the long, dark passage backstage, and took another route to avoid the crowds that had just left.When she found that there was no one behind her, she flew up in the night fog, crossed the streets and alleys of Lecheng, drifted towards the sleeping market and slums, and looked for his figure in the night sky. When she was singing on the stage just now, she saw him, that white face covered with oil paint emerged from the darkness, gradually approaching, a pair of surprised eyes looked at her from a distance of several meters, concentrating, but Backed away abruptly, disappearing behind the red velvet curtains of the karaoke hall.

However, she has already smelled a smell that she was familiar with and gradually turned into a worldly smell in her memory. is it him?That's why the blood on his body has the taste of the past? Finally, she saw him in the fog. The music box on his small stall was tinkling as he walked on the uneven gravel road, like the wind blowing the wind chimes of reunion.She was like a butterfly falling down, perched lightly at a corner waiting for him. She suddenly appeared in front of him, startling him. "Clown, do we know each other?" She asked him with a smile, separated by the boundless world, and also separated by a feeling that had not been unfamiliar for many years.

He looked at her, without the joy she expected on his face, but said calmly, "Girl, I've never seen you before." White night mist floated between the two faces, and she looked at him with disappointed eyes.She doesn't believe him.He has grown up, his voice has changed, his face is covered with oil paint, but those clear eyes have not changed, and she has not misunderstood his taste.And why is he lying? "You look like a friend of mine," she said tentatively. He smiled happily, not really, but the illusion given by the exaggerated clown mouth. "Is your friend a clown too?" he asked her.

"No, he's not a clown." She looked at him steadily, but her eyes were depressed.The more he denied it, the more she was sure it was him. He could have just gotten away like this, said goodbye to her, then walked past her, and left tomorrow, and maybe he would never meet again from now on until he died of old age.After all, she was just a partner in his childhood, and she was different when she grew up, no longer pure and simple. However, seeing her disappointed expression, he suddenly felt sad, and asked her: "What's the name of your friend? I often go around, maybe I can keep an eye out for you."

She pursed her lips, saw through him, but did not expose him, and whispered, "His name is Yan Guxing." It hurt him to hear his name come out of her mouth.All these years, people just called him the clown, as if he was a man without a name. "I will remember," he answered her, lingering in his heart. "Does he remember a friend named Lan Yue'er?" She asked him suddenly, her eyes fixed on him. "I don't know about that." He answered her immediately, without any flaws. Why didn't he recognize her, but there was a look of guilt in his eyes?She didn't understand, she only knew that he was very firm at the moment.

"If you have a chance to meet him, please tell him that a friend named Lan Yue'er greeted him. She has been looking for him for a long time and thought he was dead." "Okay, I'll tell him." It took him a lot of effort to answer without bitterness.It turned out that she thought he was dead, that was fine, the ending was less regrettable. But she suddenly said: "The kite made by my friend can fly far into the sky." "Well, girl, I'll tell him everything. Good-bye," he said hastily.If he stayed any longer, he would show his flaws and make himself a failed liar.Thinking of this, he walked past her and escaped into the foggy long alley.

She turned sideways to let him pass, looked at him with clear eyes, and finally shouted to the figure in the fog in disappointment: "Joker." "What's the matter?" He stopped, but didn't look back. "You still don't tell him that you have seen me." Said the quick voice. "Why?" He froze there. "Maybe he has forgotten me." She didn't want to say this to Yan Guxing, but to the clown. When he suddenly looked back, he had already lost her form, she seemed to have disappeared suddenly, there was not even the sound of footsteps.

The night fog was as damp as rain and dew, and he walked alone in the alley, feeling a heavy burden of detachment in his heart.A little gray bat spread its wings soundlessly on his head, blocking the mist for him. He didn't pay attention, but the little bat's bright black eyes saw the loneliness on his face.In the thick fog ahead, there is a star shining, like a flower, with branches and leaves, it seems real or not, he remembered her saying that the stars in the sky are the shadows of the flowers on the ground, but the star flowers in the fog are like parting sighs .He had fantasized about their reunion many times, but he never imagined that it would be as close to home as this evening.

That short moment on the song stage, the few bleak words that we met at the corner and fought as if we didn't see each other, made him suffer. The pain was the sadness of lost youth and first love. He fell in love with someone he knew. Unworthy people.