After I Leave 我走後 | Call Me By Fire Season 4

4 : 烟火燃起时

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小时候写给未来的信
The letter I wrote to the future when I was young

成就了多少遗憾
Created so many regrets

烟火燃起时
When the fireworks light up

虽然短暂 却已足够绚烂
Although it was short lived, it was already good enough

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Jing Long was currently losing it.

Sitting in Cai Minyou's class, where Fu Xinbo was supposed to teach, Nine was in the middle of rambling to Jing Long without stopping; at this point Jing Long had no idea if the other even breathed.

"I don't know, you arrived so late last night I already slept. Now I have to randomly act out a scene with Fu Longfei where I'm having a sword fight with him? I thought Zhu Xingjie was taking that role, not me! I don't even know how to hold a sword well oh my fish what am I going to do?"

As Jing Long took in a short breath in to start replying, Nine cut him off again.

"Help what do I do?" Nine brought his hands to his hair in a panic, "I don't know-"

"There there little one," Jing Long chuckled while teasingly patting Gao Qingchen's hair, which Nine returned with a slightly pouty and disgusted expression, "It's okay. I have a free period during your drama class so I can come and see you suffer."

Nine swatted Jing Long's hand out of his hair, "You're supposed to help me, not to watch me suffer! You already missed our meeting yesterday, and it's the first time you've ever missed it."

Retracting his hand, Nine scowled as Jing Long laughed at him, the younger turned back around to face the front of the classroom away from his friend. Looking at his back, Jing Long sighed, before something caused him to look away from Xiao Jiu's straight back.

A figure stood at the door, leaning against the side with a familiar smug but dead panned expression on their face. The difference from the grey hoodie that morning at 2am was now that this troublemaker wore a cool, light brown leather jacket, with a black and white patterned scarf wrapping around his neck. Jing Long then couldn't deny that the other did look really cool with black gloves as well.

Wasn't he dead?

Jing Long scoffed and shook his head, pushing his chair back before standing up, alerting his best friend in front of him.

"Hey Jing Long? Where are you heading? Teacher Cai is about to start the class," Nine turned around and looked up at Jing Long, who was looking at the classroom door.

Jing Long looked down at Nine and muttered, "I'll be back in a second," before dashing out of the classroom without further explanation.

Confused, Nine went back to panicking about his drama class, looked back to the front of the classroom, where Cai Minyou was taking out the class materials Fu Xinbo left for him.

Meanwhile Jing Long had made his way through the rows of singular desks in the classroom, before reaching the door to the right of him, and the troublemaker that stood there as well.