C15 Barbecue

It was the same eatery where Feng Qin had greeted him when Qing Ming first arrived. In a small private room, Feng Qin, Qing Ming, Zhang Shuai, Chi Peng, and Han Bing sat together.

At this moment, three of the five youngsters left together. Zhang Shuai went to the bank, Chi Peng and Han Bing went to a private school in the south.

That night, they said, they would not leave until they were drunk.

At the moment, it was raining outside the window, and the small room was filled with the fragrance of roasted meat, a bottle of beer, and no need to pour into the wine glasses. They just drank and chatted like this, talking about their first impressions of each other when they had arrived, about their first time eating in the cafeteria, their first time living in the school dormitory, their first time in class, their feelings, the food they had eaten together, the wine they had drunk together, the streets they had walked through, and the songs they had sung.

Everyone's eyes were red.

"There is no date for the return of the king, and the rain on the mountain rises and falls every night. "Why do you have to cut the candles in the west window, but when the rain falls in the mountains."

When Shen Qingming recited Li Shangyin's "Night Rain to the North", Zhang Shuai couldn't help but burst into tears.

The others began to cry as well.

What in the world was she crying for? Tears uncontrollably rolled down her face.

Whether it was crying because the old days were gone, or crying because of the memories they shared, or crying because of the joy they had once had, or the feelings they felt when they parted, or crying because they didn't know what was going on in the future, no one knew what they were crying about, but everyone's faces were full of tears.

Maybe, everyone is strong for too long, everyone has some pain in their heart that they don't want to touch, and everyone has that fragile moment when the characters come together at that particular time and place, when all the external camouflage, all the bodies that think they are strong, will crack like thin, brittle eggshells, and then the things that have been trapped in them will burst out like a dam, unstoppable.