Four years ago.

Twenty-four-year-old Tang Qingyan has been away from home for two years.

This is a long trip that has already been predestined for the outcome, and this is a game without suspense.

Tang Qingyan has always been cultivated as an heir, with heavy schoolwork, almost zero leisure time, and an infinitely compressed social circle, for a long time, there are almost no people among his peers who can be called "friends". Old Man Tang devoted himself to cultivating Tang Qingyan according to his own ideal model, but he never asked Tang Qingyan about his wishes.

In fact, Tang Qingyan can be said to have no special interest in business and economy, but since he was sensible, he understood that he could not live willfully only for himself. He knows that those most virtual things, those invisible "responsibilities" are the invisible shackles that have always bound him, but he may never be able to break free.

"Give you two years to do what you want, and after two years, come back and do what you have to do. Old Man Tang threw this sentence to Tang Qingyan, and Tang Qingyan also understood that this might be the biggest concession that the man in front of him could make.

In fact, Tang Qingyan has a strong talent in music since he was a child, at the beginning, he avoided the sight of the housekeeper and used his spare time to secretly compose music, and quietly hummed the melody that emerged in his mind on the way home by car.

bands, songwriting, small performances in the livehouse, sometimes he even feels that only by holding the guitar and singing the songs he wrote, at that moment he is the real himself, not the eldest son of the Tang family.

Of course, he also understands that the role played by love is destined to be only a supporting role in his life, and who the protagonist is must be finalized by the director. And the funny thing is that the director of his life was never himself.

At most, he is just an actor who is forced to go into battle due to immature acting skills, and this scene is just his one-man show from beginning to end.

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Four years ago, Li Simu was sixteen years old.

Among children of this age, she can be said to be quite rebellious.

His only friend, Shen Yinmo, was sent to Singapore by his family to go to school, and Li Simu's personality became more and more eccentric in the eyes of others. Later, Shen Yinmo didn't know why he didn't choose to apply to a foreign school to study architecture, which he had always loved, but returned to China from Singapore to study at university. That's all for later, of course.

Sixteen-year-old Li Simu despises everything, hates everything, remains angry at all times, and is always unaccustomed to watching the every move of the people around him.

Faced with the teacher's explanation in class, she shouted mercilessly: "There is another easier solution, this one is too slow." In the face of classmates' speeches in class, she would sometimes directly refute and interrupt the other party, and in such a disrespectful style, she did not seem to notice the impatience and disgust in everyone's eyes when they looked at her.

Her personality can be said to be very bad, and few people have ever seen her laugh. Almost a thorny hedgehog, with sharp thorns, sharp language, and cold eyes, scares off anyone who tries to approach her.

Her homeroom teacher even secretly found Li Simu's nanny from childhood to adulthood, Aunt Huo, and discussed with her whether she could arrange a transfer, their school couldn't control Li Simu's "Big Buddha".

Aunt Huo could only explain with an apologetic face that Li Simu was just in the rebellious period now, but her rebellious period was more fierce and difficult to control than ordinary people. I also hope that the teacher can be more tolerant, and we also know that her behavior has caused trouble to other students, but ''''''

Li Simu stood quietly behind the door, listening to the conversation between the two people in the office, his face expressionless.

At this time, her mother Lin Lan was still on a business trip, and her father, who had never seen anyone all year round, was still busy with business abroad.

Even if it gets to this extent, it's still unkeeping. Li Simu didn't listen anymore, pulled the corners of his mouth mockingly, put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform, and left with an indifferent expression.

……

Tang Qingyan came to Europe alone and joined a mariachi band as the lead singer.

They don't ask about each other's origins, and they are tacitly silent about each other's pasts.

The band stopped and stopped along the streets, playing drums and guitars in the streets of Prague's Old Town. From time to time, happy young people passing by on sightseeing buses cheer them on.

In the ancient city of Prague, Tang Qingyan has witnessed many sunsets.

Later, the group went to Paris again, sat on the ground in the subway station, Tang Qingyan's hair that had not been trimmed for many months could almost hide his face, and even there was green stubble on his chin, they played and sang to themselves, and their guitar backpacks were randomly placed open on the ground, occasionally passers-by stopped and stopped to listen, and occasionally coins or banknotes were thrown into the guitar bag.

Tang Qingyan often took advantage of the night, in a city where almost no one could recognize him, to hang out alone in the sixth district. The band consisted of drummers from South America and bassists from their hometown of Sicily who met them by chance. Their composition often changes, and because they share similar interests, they accompany each other for a while, go through a period of time, and then, at the right moment, they can say goodbye without any sorrow or burden.

Sometimes, they all understand this truth, staying in a city for half a month or even longer, maybe every goodbye will become the last. The day is over with a day of performances and wanderings, and at night there are people who need to choose and experience, some people go to the tavern to confide in strangers, and some people take the girl they just met into the hotel on the side of the road. Pingshui met, but they also gave each other the most sincere companionship in a sense.

After the night was over, the next day everyone met at the appointed place, some were early, some were late, and some never showed up again. They improvise on the streets, and from time to time passers-by get involved. A piece of casual music is enough to soothe the tiredness of the day.

What Tang Qingyan most often does in Paris is to waste his time with the locals in Paris in the Luxembourg Garden, which spans more than 400 years.

Huge avenues of sycamores, bright gardens, lifelike statues.

The people who sit alone on the benches do not disturb each other, and sometimes they talk.

This made Tang Qingyan feel extremely relaxed. Looking at the young people picnicking and chatting on the lawn, Tang Qingyan always had an illusion, as if he had experienced too many years, as if he was already an old object covered with dust. He would even forget that he was also a "young man" in his 20s.

Of course, Tang Qingyan sometimes comes to the banks of the Seine to see the young people on the banks who have been bathing in the sun since eight or nine o'clock in the morning and enjoying life on the deck chairs. Tang Qingyan even hand-painted a sketch of Notre Dame Cathedral, of course, at that time, Notre Dame Cathedral had not yet suffered the fire that made people who love architecture and beauty all over the world feel heartache. He may indeed be a natural artist, but this talent is not destined to take root. In terms of architecture and drawing, he has not studied systematically, but has only hired a personal trainer and has invested in a certain amount.

In the afternoon, get up from your chair, walk around, settle a meal, and stop by Shakespeare & Shakespeare to see if there are any new books in the picture.

At sunset, I took my picture book and returned to my residence alone.

Later, the group stopped and went to Switzerland.

Tang Qingyan never imagined that he would meet a little girl in a small town like Zug who would have a great impact on his later life.

Li Simu never imagined that in a town like Zug, which is enveloped in a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, he would encounter such authentic rock music.