? After the award ceremony, the organizer left the top three and conducted a lengthy and boring interview at the award venue. After interviewing us, the whole venue became extremely empty. I really want to go to the bathroom at this moment. Yixing said to wait for me at the meeting. Anyway, there is no hurry for the train to go back tomorrow.
When you're done, go back to the meeting to find the art star. I didn't expect to meet Wu Yifan! I recognized him at a glance. He wore a white T-shirt today, and his hair was combed back as usual, making him look more imposing. Why is he here? This is a city! I stood there, hesitating whether to move forward.
What is he doing here?
In fact, the infield is not big, about 200 seats, surrounded by a small performance stage. There is an untouched piano on the stage. Yixing is sitting on a piano stool, and Wu Yifan is standing beside him. From the angle of my entrance, I can only see Yixing's red eyes and Wu Yifan's expressionless face.
Not far away, I vaguely heard them talking, but said nothing, as if Wu Yifan had said what he wanted to hear. Then the artistic star pursed her lips, put her hand on the keys and began to audition slowly, and then she played. Art star is a serious person who does everything, unlike me. I only have three minutes of enthusiasm for things, and I don't like the feeling of being too involved.
But Yixing is different. His English is the worst because he is not interested. But his professional achievements are excellent, as well as guitar and piano. He once told me that when he put his hand on that row of black and white keys, it was like entering a dream of starting his own business. I said he was melodramatic, and he said with a smile, then you can take it as it is.
The tone is very low and very nice. Yi Xing buried his head and played seriously. Wu Yifan stood behind him, eyes rested on the side face of Yixing, without making any noise. I don't know why I feel a little scared, so I want to go over there and break that strange atmosphere. It's not easy to meet him in a different place anyway. Why don't you say hello to him first? But I can't move my legs-I see Wu Yifan's expression slowly changing.
? It's hard to describe what kind of change it is, just like who enchanted an ice sculpture. Wu Yifan's cold and disdainful face softened slowly ... Finally, it was almost feminine, and her eyes and eyebrows were spoiled and drowned, and there were other unclear things, such as struggle and compromise.
He raised his hand, with long fingers, and slowly leaned against Yixing's right cheek. The artistic star buried his head and focused on playing the piano. He doesn't know anything ... I saw everything.
I was too scared to speak, so I just stood there.
Wu Yifan stretched out his hand, but he didn't stick Yixing's face. Starting from Yixing's nose, he kept drawing curves in the air. Nasal tip, lips, chin ... what else? Neck, or collarbone, this scene is so weird, not only because of Wu Yifan's slowly sliding fingertips, but also his eyes, and things lying down that no one knows.
I finally didn't dare to walk over and quietly stepped out. After retreating to the door, my mind was still blank. I can't believe what I saw, but my eyes are still Wu Yifan's face, soft, coquettish and tender, where Yixing can't see it. I silently watched and outlined it, like ... I entered my own business dream.
I have never been a sentimental person, but until now, when I think of that scene, I still feel that there is no word to describe the expression on Wu Yifan's face except dreaming.
Now that I think about it, Yi Zhou once said to me uneasily that "Wu Yifan is a strange man" several times, which is probably for a reason.
Fan wai 2, after this cigarette goes out, show your perspective.
I thought and thought, but I still didn't tell Yixing. First of all, I think it's strange. Another thing, Yixing does recruit men. I think there are more than one or two people who want to befriend him. Yi Xing and I are both completely straight. Although we know something about calcium, we know very little about it. Yi xing also hates to recruit this. A few times, we had to fight with people-it was like Wu Yifan suddenly appeared. It's not surprising when you think about it.
But you said Yixing was beautiful, but children of a giant courtyard like Wu Yifan are looking for ducklings that suit their tastes. Do you have to chase such an ordinary college student? Without this statement, I guess he just took a fancy to Yixing. Now, as long as the buds are cut, nothing will happen. So I only told Yixing to stay away from Wu Yifan, but I have been paying attention to myself. Once in a big dream, I invited Wu Yifan to dinner, so I came out to stir up trouble and wouldn't let Yixing go. After a few pushes, Da Meng was unhappy. One night, he gave him another push. At that time, he flew into a rage and raised his voice, saying that he had no face at all in a dormitory. People respect you, so don't be shameless!
I used to go to the canteen with Yixing's lunch box. I laughed and thought, Hey, who doesn't know you are a dog in Wu Yifan? No one knows your master's nasty ideas, so we won't cooperate. I am elated at the thought of it, but I don't care about shouting there. I patted Yixing on the shoulder and left.
After that, Da Meng stopped yelling at someone in the dormitory to treat him. He looked at me and Yixing with anger in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was angry about. Yixing and I have no time to take care of him. Yixing just caught up with the flowers next door. I was too busy at that time. I am preparing for the municipal debate. I am very busy every day and occasionally go back to my dormitory. Yi Xing listened to the guitar in bed, playing a song he wrote to his girlfriend.
I can still remember the scene at that time-before the lights out in the dormitory at night, the artist sat on his bed in a cowboy coat, tried to play the guitar frequently, and went out to drink. The boss and Liu Er are playing games online, and Lao Zhu is reading novels in bed with headphones on. I sat cross-legged with my own manuscript in my hand, joking there: "How long have you been writing this song?" If we drag on like this, we can't finish writing after breaking up. "
"Just scold me." Art also don't lift, fingers slowly pulling the strings of the guitar, "I am very good with her, the last time I said I would write a song for her, she didn't know how happy. I thought at that time that I must write this song well for her happiness. "
"How to write to her? Do you really want to play downstairs in the girls' dormitory? "I asked him curiously, and Zhu also interrupted at this time:" What old-fashioned, don't be artistic! "Let you Zhu Ge give you think of a fashionable ..."
Yixing finally turned its attention to our side. He always smiles, and his eyes are the most naive expression I have ever seen in the world. He is a pure and kind person. As long as you know him, no one will have the heart to hurt him.
But I never thought Wu Yifan would come to me. I was busy that day, so I rushed back to the dormitory to get something before class was over in the afternoon. It's still class time, and the whole dormitory is empty. I climbed upstairs and was about to open the door, only to find that it was covered. Pushing it away, I just bumped into the apple in my hand.
Da Meng's expression was a little stiff at that time, and it took a long time to ask me why I suddenly came back. I don't want to talk to him. After getting along with him day and night, I found that I was not the original me at all. What is there to talk about? I sighed and walked inside, but Da Meng stood still and refused to get out of the way. I said, what are you doing? You're in my way. As soon as Da Meng turned around, he revealed the person sitting behind the Yixing bed.
I froze. It turned out to be long time no see Wu Yifan! He sat beside the bed in Yixing, sipping his mouth as ever, and his back was straight. The temperament of the whole person is completely out of place with this messy boy dormitory. Seeing that I was looking at him, he nodded at me slowly. "Long time no see."
His eyes are very dark, and when he looks at people, he looks particularly deep, as if he can see through your heart at once. I have been afraid to look him in the eye, and this time is no exception. I was too stiff to look at him. "Angkor ... why are you here?" At that time, my heart was quite chaotic, and I thought, hey, why is this Sangmenshen still chasing the school? I really can't get rid of it, can I? So he spoke insolently: "Yixing doesn't like people sitting in his bed. He will be angry when he comes back. "
No matter what the expressions of those two people are, just find what you need. I was in a faint panic, but I couldn't find it, and I thought I had to send this person away so that Yixing wouldn't meet him, so I didn't have to rush to find it. I took off my shoes and lay in bed, took out my mobile phone and began to read novels. Corner saw Wu Yifan stand up from the bed. He is tall, as big as the provincial basketball team, walks like a male model on TV, and has a pocket. I don't know what's so handsome. It's not like I'm going to shoot a magazine cover. I secretly scold him, and I hate this man more and more in my heart.
At this time, the big dream came to call him, told him to sit on his bed and handed him an apple. Without looking at Da Meng, he shook his head and said that you were busy at work. Da Meng's face is a little embarrassed. He turned around with an apple and stared at me. I just didn't see it.
However, Wu Yifan just walked to the big table in the middle, where Liu Er and his boss's computer and other things were placed. Art star's guitar is put in a bag and put aside. I pretend to be reading a novel, but in fact I've been spying on Wu Yifan's movements. He looked at his watch several times and may not be interested. He went to Yi Xing's guitar and reached for the black bag. Suddenly he opened his eyebrows and smiled faintly.
He hardly made a sound, and his smile was normal, just that kind of happy smile, but my cold sweat broke out at once. Look at the smile in his eyes. I wouldn't believe him if he said he didn't have any ideas about Yixing! Da Meng posted it again at this moment, and her voice was almost flattering: "Angkor, I forgot to tell you just now that this thing is artistic." Look at this boy who doesn't like to pack and put things away. He likes guitar so much that he left it here ... "
Wu Yifan listen, hand naturally back. I looked at those two people, and the more I looked at them, the more disgusting I became. So I was thinking about how to get rid of these two disgusting things. Suddenly I saw Wu Yifan reaching for Yixing's book on the table.
I suddenly had an epiphany in my mind and stopped him: "Hey, Angkor, that's Yixing's diary!" " "Who knows what this book is? I threw it away, but Wu Yifan really stopped and didn't touch it again.
I propped myself up from the bed, and I don't know why I suddenly felt a strange pleasure in my body. I even deliberately slowed down my speech: "Art stars usually like to remember things, but his writing is not good, and it is useless to write anything."
Wu Yifan finally turned to look at me. His face is backlit. I can't see his expression clearly, but my heart is surprisingly calm. I said, "But it's strange. He writes lyrics for his own songs, which is quite good. I don't know if it is Baidu's. "
Wu Yifan seemed to laugh: "Does he still write his own songs?" As soon as I heard the joy in this voice, I knew that the fish was hooked, so I immediately pretended to get up enthusiastically and went to look through his creative book. Da Meng has been watching. He seldom went back to the dormitory recently, and he didn't know about the art star writing songs for his girlfriend, so he didn't stop me. I successfully took out the scattered Yixing lyrics and gave them to Wu Yifan.
It's been so long that I forgot what the lyrics are about. Anyway, it's a relationship. I remember I embellished it and used all the disgusting energy of a little boy. Wu Yifan took it and casually flipped through it, with his head down and no expression on his face. I looked at my heart and it was dark, but I still felt that it was not enough. I brought my mobile phone again, dug out the recorded Yixing oratorio and put it outside. Yixing's voice is clear, with a little youthful feeling. At that time, the atmosphere of the whole room was strange at once, and Da Meng also felt that something was wrong at this moment, so he wanted to take my mobile phone to fool around. "
What is so ugly? All for fun ... "
I still won't give him my phone. "Are you kidding? This song is for his girlfriend. Do you know who his girlfriend is? Wang Lele from the English Department, you can't catch up with this beautiful woman, can you? Less envy and hate! " I said, and looked at Wu Yifan. Wu Yifan still looked at the lyrics with his head buried, and his eyes stayed on every line for a long time.
On the mobile phone, Art Star sang his sincerity huskily, while I embellished it: "Hey, Art Star took great pains to chase this girl, but this girl is really good, and they get along well. It seems that both of them are serious. Listen to this song and you will know ... "
Wu Yifan finally looked up and gave me a look. My black eyes make me a little suffocated. The rest is stuck in my throat, and I can't get out if I don't fall down. I don't know how to be timid! But I really want to escape from what Wu Yifan sends out. I don't know what I'm afraid of. Anyway, I dare not look at him, I can only look at the floor.
As long as Wu Yifan looks at me, I will look at the floor. I only remember him saying later, "I don't think so. Turn it off. " The voice didn't fluctuate at all, a room full of beautiful love songs and inexplicable penetration.
I immediately turned off my cell phone. After a while, Wu Yifan left, followed him and sent him out. I haven't seen Wu Yifan since then, until now.
But I still remember those black eyes. When I look at people, it's heavy, like a black hole. I can involve all my soul, and then I will never be born with him again.
But so what? I firmly believe that I severely cut off his affection for Yixing budding in those years, only because he looked up to me at that time-only because of that. No matter how he is now, he is far away from my life and Yixing's.
Even after that, Wang Le Le and Yi Xing broke up, Yi Xing's parents died in a car accident, and then Yi Xing suddenly dropped out of school ... Anyway, he left our life ... no ... didn't he?
I suddenly got a cold war. I think of Wu Yifan's dark eyes again, without any feelings, like the heaviest nightmare locked up.
Is there any artistic interest in that nightmare? Dare not entertain foolish ideas, just wrap your ears with a pillow, close your eyes hard and fall asleep.
After a whole week, I was too nervous to do anything. I thought about contacting Da Meng, but Da Meng dropped out of school and went back to his hometown as early as his junior year. Now, like a star, there is no news of him at all ... I have tried to contact several relatives of Yixing in this city, but they don't know who Wu Yifan is. They occasionally heard of him, and they were very alert and asked me what I wanted to do, saying that I had broken contact with LAY. ...
I really don't know what to do. Actually, I could contact Wu Yifan directly, but when I took a newspaper with him as the cover and looked at the high-spirited people on it, I suddenly felt that I was thinking too much.
Such a popular one ... What do you want? What can you remember as an ordinary college student? I thought and thought, and made up my mind to knead the newspaper into a ball and throw it into the trash can. I think this matter should come to an end. If this continues, my life will be seriously affected. Now I am at the most critical moment, and I can't mess up the planned steps because of some messy ideas.
I think so, too, but a few days later, someone came to see me and said that someone wanted to see me.
The man looks very black, and when he speaks, he also hangs his eyes and looks like a new face. The tone is not urgent or slow, but I can't have any good feelings for such a puzzling person. Is there a problem with the first idea? I can avoid that man. But he is very patient. He blocked me in the canteen when he was free. Sometimes he stops at the school gate and honks his horn when he sees me leaving the school gate. I was tired of grinding him, so I asked him who wanted to see me. Because of what? He just didn't mention it. He just hung his eyes and said, Why do you care so much? Just come with me, and I won't eat you.
I have never seen such a strange person. Until he finally looked bored, one day he handed me the phone and said, yes, you are stubborn, come on. I answered the phone, and there was a lively and pleasant voice cursing: "Can't you fucking give him the phone ..."
I hit "hello" and then suddenly fell silent. I greeted him a few more times, and he immediately replied, "Hello, are you ... Lei's classmate?"? What's it called? "
On hearing the word lie, I get nervous all over. The black leather next to me was playing with a lighter. I just held the phone tightly and said eagerly, "I am I am!" " Who are you? Do you know Yixing? Is he at your house now? Can you put him on the phone? "
There was another silence on the phone. After a long time, the voice said, "I'm Yixing's brother, and he's not with me now ... He doesn't seem to be with you ..." Suddenly there was an unexpected roar on the phone, which almost deafened my ears: "Then where is he now?" ! Is there anyone in this world who knows how to step on a horse? ! "
I was so scared that I almost threw my cell phone out. The black skin next to him heard it, and he still licked his roots with a smile.
Don't bend down in a hurry.
Wu Yifan is not satisfied with Ray, and Ray knows it. Therefore, a favored son of heaven can tell his taste and vision from many details in his life, but no matter how gorgeous he arranged his life before, when choosing a life partner, LAY is such a plain young man, which is really surprising.
In fact, the small shortcomings of LAY are really a laundry list. Walking hunched and sleeping badly always makes people look listless. He still has a lot of pimples on his face and chest. Let him use skin care products. He also challenges you. This is masculinity-you have to pinch it with your hands in the end.
He also suffers from severe anemia and hereditary coagulation disorder. My hands and feet are often as cold as ice, but often when I am asleep, I like to put my cold feet on Wu Yifan's warm stomach, and I want to strangle Wu Yifan with a pillow in the middle of the night.
But his greatest weakness is playing tricks on Wu Yifan. He will speak ill of Wu Yifan to the cleaning staff, saying that Wu Yifan snores and talks in his sleep at night, which leads to Wu Yifan being a handsome boss who never leaves the world in his aunt's mind and being reduced to Xiao Wu who snores and says "Eat some apples today" next night. He also likes to turn off Wu Yifan's alarm clock, braid Wu Yifan's hair, take a bite of oil and rub Wu Yifan's chest. Sometimes he obviously farts, and he pretends to be surprised that Wu Yifan farts again, which is not elegant at all.
Not elegant, not vulgar is good. His favorite is Hong Kong and Taiwan dog blood romantic drama, even listening to songs only listen to JJ Lin and Tao Zhe, often holding thousands of headphones to sing Cao Cao selflessly, which is really tacky. Walking posture is not good either. If you are nervous, you can quit Beijing Opera. And rebellious psychology is particularly heavy. He seems to be indignant at everything he is asked to do. The more he is not allowed to do anything, the faster he runs than a rabbit.
If Wu Yifan can hold the harem selection, it is estimated that it will not even pass the audition. For such a young man who has no charm, no culture, no temperament, poor taste and likes to play tricks on people. Look at all the companions before Wu Yifan. Men and women have different shapes, but they are all maintenance experts. They know more about cosmetics brands than LAY knows about snack brands. In addition, the police, that row of models can walk the small runway when they are pulled out. Then talk about self-cultivation. Although not all of them are elite returnees who drag English, no matter how hard you try, absolutely no one can fart in front of Wu Yifan.
Not to mention the taste, LAY probably only knows these two words. He has all the complementary colors in his closet, and they are all complete sets. Every time Wu Yifan takes him abroad, he should pay special attention to his small suitcase, for fear of accidentally putting on a maroon coat popular in the streets and lanes a few years ago with a green scarf, and then standing beside Wu Yifan like a dragon fruit, making Wu Yifan turn his eyes twenty times. But LAY's expression is quite innocent-after all, he knows nothing, and has been locked up for several years, which has long been out of touch with reality. Besides the cleaning lady, the only contact with the outside world is Wu Yifan.
So a person, if one day Wu Yifan really gets tired of him and kicks him, his fate will be even more tragic than expected. No family, no house, no diploma, and poor health. I don't want you to go to the construction site! Maybe you will go begging in the subway with a broken guitar. Wu Yifan sometimes thinks of this for him and can't help asking him, "You want to go out all day, but do you know how hard it is to go out without me?"
Once Wu Yifan sat on the sofa and asked, "If you are naive enough to run out, what will you do in the future?"
Ray was stunned by him. He bit his finger and thought for a long time before saying, "I'll get the house back first."
Wu Yifan didn't speak, thinking that he was still thinking about his broken house. His distant relative has handed in the property certificate. But this is also the acquiescence of Yifan, who wanted to break the idea of LAY going back at that time. But after all this time, Lai is still thinking. Wu Yifan took a long time to say, "regardless of this. I am asking what you can do when you go out. "
The layman thought for a moment, and his eyes lit up: "That's more!"
Wu Yifan nodded slightly. "Tell me, and I'll refer to it for you."
Ray gave him a wind. Although he doesn't know what this pervert is doing, he does have a plan for how to live after going out for a day. Since this person wants to hear it, he might as well say it. Anyway, he has nothing to hide aboveboard. He also cleared his throat on purpose. "After I go out, go to my house first and I can't get it back. My third aunt ... ah, I'm too lazy to mention it. Or I'll find my brother! You didn't know I had a brother, did you? My brother's family is also a rich second generation, much more handsome than you! The most important thing is how healthy he is ... "Speaking of his brother, LAY's expression unconsciously relaxed a lot, and his eyes narrowed. It seems that he really went out to find Lu Han, and even the dimples ran out.
"Before I find my brother, I will be a music teacher first ... I know I can't get into school. What kind of face are you! ..... I can't communicate with you anyway. Anyway, I'll go to tutor first, or practice in a vocal music cram school and eat somewhere else. If I find my brother, I will go with him, go abroad, or go to college again. My brother has always supported me to make music in the future, unlike my parents who insisted that I study medicine. Am I the material? " The layman shook his head and smiled. "Anyway, nobody cares about me in the future, and I will travel around the world alone. If my brother is married, I can't disturb him, so I will go out, go anywhere, hold my guitar, go anywhere, really ... Just like the violin player we saw on a foreign street last time, people either come to beg or like to stop and go to a place for a while, and I especially like that feeling ... "
Wu Yifan listened in silence and suddenly smiled. Ryder startled him, immediately woke up from his fantasy, turned to look, and saw Wu Yifan sitting on his huge sofa, his elbow propped on the arm of the sofa, his hand propped on half of his face, and his eyes bent. The expression is not happy at all
"What you think is quite specific." Wu Yifan smiled and said to Ley in a normal tone. At that moment, it was like chatting with ray, and his attitude was very kind. LAY looked at him inexplicably, wondering what happened to this pervert today? Can he still laugh so happily after I said I escaped? What brings you here? Wu Yifan was eyed suspiciously up and down, but Wu Yifan stopped looking at him, lowered his eyes and looked at his hand on his knee.
"You want to really go out one day, whether you go out or I let you go out, you can be as free as you want, and no one can restrain you. Whether you play cotton or guitar, whether you are married or not, or where you live ... At this moment, "Wu Yifan paused and smiled slightly, and his whole face seemed calm. "Just remember to call me occasionally. Anyway, I talked to me a few words ... which made me less painful. "
The layman was stupefied, and his heart was so happy that he hitched and slowly sank. He thought of Wu Yifan's illness, which was inseparable from himself. What will Wu Yifan live like if he really leaves one day? He was silent for a long time, then slowly calmed down and said, "Don't be so negative. Maybe you will be well by then.". That's very kind of you, what kind ... "
Wu Yifan listen in the ear, didn't speak, just shook his head. Shake to the later, the lay man also have nothing to say, I saw Wu Yifan sitting alone on the sofa, hanging his eyes, the whole person is particularly negative. LAY couldn't stand it. He went over and sat down beside him and patted him on the shoulder. But even I don't think this thing is enough. I was still so eager to start. I climbed Wu Yifan's waist, hugged him, rested my head on his shoulder, looked at the ceiling, and lowered my voice. Hum: "Look at what I said, what is your mood ... didn't you let me say it ..."
Lower your voice and shake your surging heart, just as pity or softhearted. Anyway, any brand is good, just find one, and make an excuse for those lost emotions that are inexplicably permeated in the body.
Wu Yifan just thought: This person only needs to know that I was having a bad time, even though I was laughing when he left, as if I didn't care, as if I had recovered. But he actually knows that I will never get better, never get better. But Wu Yifan still didn't say it. He knows that everything is clear in LAY's mind, and LAY actually knows everything. He is just slow, but he knows everything. Although he always pretends not to know, at this point, his heart is quite cruel.
There are some things we really can't say ... although we all know. Just pretend to be confused and understand! It's been years anyway. There are some things I want to say, which have been kept in my heart for a long time and I have lost the opportunity to say it again and again. Then, really can't say anymore.
Actually, for you and me.