Farewell
期末作业最后一弹
无差 略虐 Z是龙龙 A是嘎嘎 是龙龙决定去上海的小片段鸭
“离别是为了再一次相遇。”
食用愉快
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“I’m leaving.”
That was the first three words A heard, after he softly pushed the door of their rented flat, fully wet. A performed a slight unconscious shiver. He looked up.
The light is out. Deep in the crumpled couch was Z, griping a half-empty bear bottle. There were dozens more scattered over the messy floor.
“I told you not to drink too much.”
“See? You don’t even know what you’re talking about right now.”
A managed to worn himself a casual smile in short order.
“That role. That musical director called today. Shanghai. Jekyll and Hyde. I can’t miss it. You know it. I’ve been waiting for it for—”
“Congratulations!”
A made a sudden interruption, his voice shaking.
“…I just wish you all good. When’s the day?”
He smiled at Z bitterly with his heart aching like a twisted rope and heard Z saying:
“How about tomorrow morning?”
Then fuzzily they found themselves in the airport next morning. Silence fell upon them like a black veil foreboding their untouchable future.
Z stared at A in a daze through a vague image in his tears. Not seeing A clearly made him frightened. It triggered his imagination of not having A for torturing hours, days or even months in Shanghai alone.
He scanned A’s whole body in every detail—his brown wore-out leather shoes, his shabby cheap coat, finally his crinkled beloved countenance.
Right. Z closed his eyes tightly and swallowed his tears back. He feared even more that A couldn’t be somebody because of him. A was destined to be somebody. With his talent. With his efforts. Without him.
“Farewell.”
He squeezed a facial movement that could hardly be defined as a smile.
“End of the trip. You can go home now.”
Z turned and strode towards the boarding gate as if fleeing from something, gathering up all his fractured feelings and emotions to pretend to be all right.
“Hey!”
All of Z’s disguise went apart upon this call.
“That’s not the end! You and I! Promise me you’ll try your best!”
It was like the black veil was unveiled. A beam of sunlight drilled though all those hardships and shone on them again.
“—Sure.”
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