"Xiaole, your voice can't sing anymore, my bar is also a small business, I'm sorry. ”

"This will always be your home, so be sure to come back and see it when you're good in the future." ”

When the bar owner apologetically invited Fang Xiaole out of the back door of the bar and slammed him out, Fang Xiaole did not plead or be angry.

He just stood silently in the alley, and after a few moments, tightened the guitar on his shoulder, walked out of the alley, and left the bar where he had been singing for more than a year.

Fang Xiaole walked onto the main street, and went against the crowd of people who came to seek pleasure at night, bowing his head and passing by the colorful and drunken bars on both sides of the road.

Fang Xiaole is a bar singer, and the inevitable alcohol and staying up late have caused him physical problems.

His throat was broken.

Fang Xiaole has been to many hospitals, but he can't be cured, just like the memory of the place called "Earth" before he crossed over, he couldn't remember it even if he tried his best.

The bar owner saw the past feelings, endured it for a week, and finally opened his mouth tonight.

People also want to make money to eat.

Fang Xiaole walked out of the bar street and looked back, this street was as noisy and bustling as ever, it was a paradise for lonely people to chase their desires, and it was also a stage for low-level singers to maintain their dreams.

It's just that from now on, nothing like "dreams" or anything like that has anything to do with him.

Let's think about how to survive.

"Tonight, just tonight, get drunk for the last time......"

Fang Xiaole bought a few cans of beer, walked alone with his guitar on his back in the night, and after walking for more than an hour, he came to a remote and deserted old street.

The street used to be a shanty town, and after the demolition, several three-storey old houses remained.

It's quiet here, no one will come, whenever he is physically and mentally tired, Fang Xiaole will climb to the roof of the old house and sit to watch the stars, drink beer, and talk to the fireflies flying in the sky.

Fang Xiaole called these old houses his "tree hole houses".

On weekdays, all the things that he didn't dare to say and couldn't say, he would dump them in the tree hole house.

Crunch crunch...... Fang Xiaole climbed up the old staircase to the roof of an old house, walked to the edge and sat down, put down his guitar, opened a can of beer, and drank a third of it with his head up.

Beneath your feet are narrow and deep alleys, with a starry sky overhead.

"Today is the last time I dream, and I'm going to give up my dream of being a singer in the future, and I'm running around for life, hehe......"

Fang Xiaole picked up the beer can, raised his glass to invite Mingyue, and laughed miserably at the starry sky.

"I always thought that I was very talented and had a good voice, and if I could sing those songs, I would definitely be a blockbuster, but I can't remember those songs, and now my voice is broken, hehe...... Of all the singers in the world, I'm probably the worst one, right?"

"No, you're not as miserable as me. ”

Fang Xiaole was talking to himself to the starry sky, when a woman's voice suddenly came from the roof of the old house opposite.

"Because I'm also a singer, and I'm going to commit suicide by jumping off a building, you're not the worst. ”

This woman's voice was gentle and beautiful, but it suddenly appeared in the darkness and was very infiltrating, so frightened that Fang Xiaole almost fell off the roof.

He looked at the roof opposite, and could vaguely see a slender figure, but there was no light on the roof of the old house opposite, and he couldn't see the woman's face clearly.

"You're a singer too, from Bar Street?"

Fang Xiaole immediately thought of the bar street where he worked, most of the resident singers there were very hard, and the beautiful female singers often had to face some dirty things.

The image of a female bar singer who was frustrated and chose to commit suicide due to the pressure of life and various unspoken rules jumped in Fang Xiaole's mind.

The other side seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "yes, you also sing in the bar street?"

"That's right, meeting is fate, let's have a drink!"

Probably because of the darkness and alcohol, Fang Xiaole let down his guard against strangers and threw a can of beer over.

"Oops!"

There is a narrow back alley between the roofs on both sides, less than a meter away, and the slender figure hurriedly catches the can of beer, and can't help but sigh:

"You guy, don't say a word when you throw something over. ”

Fang Xiaole smiled, and the other side also laughed, and the atmosphere between the two strangers was inexplicably relaxed, like two old friends who had known each other for many years.

"Cheers. ”

Fang Xiaole held up the beer can opposite him.

"Cheers. ”

The slender figure pulled back the lid and lifted the jar at him.

Fang Xiaole took a sip, put down the beer can, and found that the opposite side was still in a posture of tilting his head up, and continued to make a gurgling swallowing sound.

After a few moments, she finally put down the beer can, and couldn't help but burp and quickly covered her mouth in embarrassment.

Fang Xiaole thought this girl was very funny, and said with a smile: "You won't finish drinking it in one gulp, will you?"

The other side was surprised and asked: "Didn't you say cheers? Didn't you finish drinking?" and then pointed at him: "Finish drinking, don't think that you can play tricks if you are handsome." ”

Fang Xiaole noticed that there was a light on the roof on his side, and he could see his appearance clearly on the other side.

"Okay, I'll drink ......"

Fang Xiaole didn't care, he was handsome to show people, after drinking the wine in the can, he wiped his mouth and asked:

"The handsome guy is drinking with you, are you in a better mood?"

The woman was not to be outdone: "The beauty drinks with you, are you in a better mood?"

"Well, I figured it out, even though my voice was bad and I couldn't sing anymore, I was so young that I could do other things, and I wouldn't starve to death as long as I worked hard. ”

"Then I also figured it out, although there are many rumors to slander me, but I am so beautiful and have so many fans, as long as I am willing to work hard, I will definitely be a queen of the music world. ”

Fang Xiaole laughed and said, "You still have fans? Oh yes, there will always be a few regular customers in the bar who like to listen to you sing, just like I used to." ”

“...... Oh, yes. ”

Lin Yao hid in the dark, looking at the elegant and handsome man under the roof light opposite, the gloomy mood that originally wanted to jump off the roof was disappearing little by little.

These days, she has endured too many online rumors and slander, and even with her huge number of fans, she can't resist so many trolls who don't know the truth.

Lin Yao was tired, so she took advantage of the fact that her agent and assistant were not paying attention, and after leaving a suicide note, she secretly ran out and found this abandoned old street.

She climbed onto the roof, ready to leave this cruel world in silence.

At this time, this handsome and lovely man appeared.

Somehow, just a few words with him and a can of beer, Lin Yao suddenly felt that this world was actually not so cruel.

"Hey, Miss Beer, are you really pretty?

Fang Xiaole had already drunk a lot on the road, and at this time, his tongue was a little bigger, and he began to speak boldly.

Lin Yao looked back in the direction of his finger, and it was an LED billboard on a tall building in the distance.

"Super Challenge Season 3, are you ready?"

Below the advertising slogan is a beautiful and gentle face, and there is a name next to it - Lin Yao.

Super Challenge is a very popular outdoor variety show, Lin Yao, as a newcomer who debuted for two years, suddenly became a regular guest of this top variety show, blocking the way of many people.

Therefore, some "black material" targeting her spread on the Internet, and then quickly developed into a whole network black.

At this moment, seeing the billboard of this program that made her the target of public criticism, as well as the huge photo of herself, Lin Yao did not lose control of her emotions as before, but laughed out loud.

"I'm as beautiful as she is. ”

Poof, Fang Xiaole also smiled, this beer lady is quite confident.

The treasure house of memories of the earth, which had not been opened for a long time, suddenly revealed a small crack.

The melody and lyrics of a song, jumped out.

It's just right for the situation.

I can't sing anymore, so let's say goodbye to my dream with this song.

It just so happened that it was still a duet between men and women.

"Miss Beer, aren't you a singer? I have a particularly nice duet song, do you want to try it?"

"Singing? Okay, what song?"

"I'll teach you. ”

......

This song has a beautiful melody and is catchy, Fang Xiaole taught for about an hour, and Lin Yao learned a rough idea, although many details still need to be figured out, but he doesn't enter the recording studio, just improvised chorus, which is completely enough.

"Come?"

Fang Xiaole picked up the guitar.

"I'll come, I'm still afraid of you?"

A defiant voice sounded from the other side, and in the darkness she seemed to be covering her mouth and chuckling.

The corners of Fang Xiaole's mouth rose, his fingers plucked the guitar strings, and the melodies flowed from his fingertips, and after a short prelude, he sang softly:

"I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and hummed my mood into a song. ”

"I had to go to the roof to find another dream. ”

Lin Yao continued:

"I was woken up in my sleep, and I wasn't sure. ”

"How can there be a moving melody on the roof opposite. ”

The voice is so good, and the singing skills are good, why haven't I heard of this person in the bar street?

I just don't know what it looks like.

Fang Xiaole was a little surprised.

I quietly closed the door and went up with hope. ”

"It turned out to be the person I used to see in my dreams. ”

The gentle and beautiful voice was like a spring breeze, like a drizzle, gently flowing into the eardrum, and Fang Xiaole followed:

"Isn't that person the vague person in my dreams? ”

"We have the same tacit understanding. ”

"...... with an antenna"

Lin Yao connected: "Use the antenna to ......"

The two sang a chorus in tacit understanding: "Arrange in the shape of loving you." ”

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Lin Yao: "Singing your song on the rooftop." ”

Fang Xiaole: "On the roof and the people I love." ”

Although the other party couldn't see his face clearly in the dark, Fang Xiaole could feel a soft smile on the corner of her mouth when she sang this sentence.

Although the other party's voice was a little hoarse, Lin Yao felt that he was really handsome when he sang on the guitar, and he was so talented that he could write such a beautiful song.

......

"There is a beautiful encounter on this roof~"

"Singing your song on the roof~"

"On the roof and I, the one who loves ......"

In the abandoned old street, in the cold night, in the clear and tactful singing.

Two lonely souls suddenly met......