Sound Is Also My Desire - Chapter 32

After the floodgates of memories were opened, it was slightly uncollectable.

In the bathroom.

The sound of water finally stopped.

Gong chip pulled over the bath towel to dry his body, lazily put on the robe, the belt loosely wrapped around, closed and tied a small knot.

After being washed by the water, his previous inebriated state also woke up a bit.

When he passed the sink, he stopped.

The two hands inadvertently on the glazed countertop, the weight shifted forward a little, slightly leaning on the edge of the counter.

Gong chip looked at the bathroom mirror hanging above the sink.

The person’s hair inside the mirror was still dripping with water, and the hair strands were sticky and wet together.

The tips of her ears, which her brother had spat out as “the color of pomegranate juice” before the shower, had lost almost half of their halo color.

It seemed that the time had come for that magical reaction.

It was time to fade away.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Gong Chieh murmured, “So it’s you.”

Twelve years ago in the old home inadvertently bumped open his body secret little girl, now unexpectedly in this way and he met again.

The young man bowed his head and smiled lightly, the curve of his lips like the occasional water ripple on a calm lake, shallow and hidden.

When I returned to my room, the hour hand on the ins style minimalist alarm clock on the bedside table was already pointing to two o’clock.

After returning from drinking with Yan Kai and the others, and then carrying out the recording work that night, tossed most of the morning.

I can’t believe it’s so late ……

Gong chip lifted the light gray bedding, just intended to go to bed to lie down, and then a whirl.

Turn around and go to the bookcase to look for something.

After five minutes of rummaging, Gong chip found several thick brick-like books from a paper box at the top of the bookcase.

After so many years of preservation, the cover does not look too old.

This pile of books is the year he returned to the city from his hometown, asked his parents to buy him a full set of “Zizhi Tongjian”, a total of six books.

But unlike the little girl’s old, yellowed traditional text, he bought this from the big bookstore, a selection of text and white.

The packaging is very good, he bought back and read a book and did not read.

After that, he put it in the box and kept it on the top shelf of the bookcase, because he loves cleanliness, so the corners of the room will often be cleaned.

This box of books did not eat too much dust in these years.

Now turn over again, some of the pages inside with the new almost, but also with the smell of ink printing back then.

Gong chip one by one, finally in the sixth book of page 30, found a piece of sugar paper sandwiched in it.

The flowing plastic sugar paper reflects the colors of the rainbow in the light.

Time has not let it fade, as gorgeous as it once was.

He was too late to eat this candy back then.

As the vocal cord polyp removal surgery requires daily nebulizer treatment, but also can not eat too sweet things, Gong chip has been tucked in the pants pocket.

Eventually it was burnt by the hot summer temperatures.

Just melt in the pocket and take out the sticky.

Did not eat the last candy left by the little girl, the year the Gong chip felt very sorry.

And can not throw, so the candy paper left behind.

He specially washed the plastic candy paper and blew it dry, and then sandwiched it in the sixth book of “Zizhi Tongjian” on page 30.

Because he wanted to know what kind of books the little girl had read seriously.

Also because the day the other party gave him the candy was June 30th.

It was the end of midsummer.

But then when the books were bought back, Miyachi read one volume and realized that he was not the material to read history books.

It was beyond what he understood at the time.

It also suddenly made him understand that following the trend of reading is not a feat.

Now, years later, when he looked it up again, Gong Chip still had no interest in continuing to read it.

But looking at this little piece of candy paper, his heart inexplicably soothed.

It is still here ……

Proof that it’s not a dream.

—— off-topic — —

[Palace chip: did not eat his wife’s first candy, a pity.

Zuo Mian: village entrance kiosk, 10 cents a piece, I randomly grabbed a handful.]