Zheng Hengzhao stood in the audience under the stage, looking at Gu Shengge holding the microphone on the stage intently.

The warm yellow light shrouded the handsome young man on the stage, his eyes closed, holding the microphone in his hand, his expression quiet and intoxicated.

With the gentle keyboard accompaniment, he slowly spoke, his clear and pure singing voice was like a touch of snow melted by the warmth of early spring, and the temperature of ironing was revealed under the cold shell, clean and transparent incredible.

"I saw the first snow

That day a long, long time ago."

I forgot about the season

For a long, long time"

Every word he sings carries an extremely natural rhythm, accompanied by just the right breath, inexplicably revealing a faint melancholy. The listener's heart couldn't help but tighten, and it was inexplicably sour.

"Last time encountered

Actually, it's a bit risky

I tried to persuade myself

Look at you going away—"

The man on the stage lowered his eyes, and the light hung lonely over him, reflecting a warm halo. He lowered his eyes silently and spoke quietly,

"I'm actually a little tired

In fact, some are reluctant

Actually, I thought about it far, far away

It's too late to stage

With you, little by little of the future—"

The clean, uncanny sound faded away. An abrupt silence invaded the air, and the next second, a crisp high pitch pierced the air, amazing the crowd -

"I'm trying to accomplish—"

"Desperately fulfilled—"

Tiny bangs covered his eyes, and the man on stage holding Mike and singing as hard as he could seemed to attract everyone's attention. Zheng Hengzhao looked at the people on the stage in silence, and for the first time he realized that he might not know the man on the stage. He couldn't imagine how much haze Gu Shengge, who had always been so simple that it was clear at a glance, that he could sing such a heart-wrenching voice that made people's souls tremble and his heart ache. The sound of the piano gradually turned soft, and the man's chant slowed down and became low and soft.

"I stole the time

I hid the years

I only wish to see you again."

After a brief pause, the man removed the microphone from his hand. He turned his face quietly to the side, in the shadows that were difficult to reach by the eyes of the audience, those clear eyes floated with a faint watery light, and the next second, he held the microphone and slowly spoke, and his clear voice was faintly stained with a hint of hoarse choking-

"In my lifetime—"

The soft piano accompaniment ends the last note like a dragonfly in the moment the song disappears.

A song falls, and the aftermath lingers.

When the applause and cheers rang out, Zheng Hengzhao looked at the person on the stage who seemed to be awake, and pursed his lips in silence.

When Gu Shengge came back to his senses, Lu Yao, who was so excited that he didn't know what to do, had already rushed up and tightly clamped him.

He looked down at the girl who strangled him with a bear hugging on his chest, and he couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

In fact, he never imagined that one day he would be able to stand in the auditorium of A University like this, and sing a song he wrote with all his heart.

When Lu Yao told him that he wanted to hear his originality, and he planned to let him replace the senior who opened the window of the show because he was sick, he was a little happy.

Compared to the piano that he practiced hard to reassure his father, in the bottom of his heart, he still prefers the feeling of standing on the stage and singing.

His eyes touched Zheng Hengzhao, who was looking at him fixedly from a distance, and Gu Shengge gave him a pleasant smile.

Stand on this stage and sing a song for someone. It was a wish he had never had time to fulfill.

But now, the past is gone, and things are not people. He was no longer pleased with the man's actions, nor was he expecting anyone to hear him.

This song is sung only to himself.

Seeing that the man in the distance rarely showed a distracted expression, Gu Shengge's smile became softer and softer.

Perhaps, there is also this friend in the distance who has always accompanied him.

It took a lot of effort for Zheng Hengzhao to pull back his erratic thoughts.

Suppressing the doubts and curiosity in his heart, he looked at Gu Shengge, who was smiling and winking at him, gave a thumbs up, and returned an exaggerated smile.

Looking at the man on the stage with a smile and a pair of clear eyes, Zheng Hengzhao paced slowly, he squinted his narrow eyes, and squeezed away Lu Yao who was blocking Gu Shengge's side without a trace, standing behind the man, Zheng Hengzhao lowered his head, and came to the man's ear with a casual smile, he stared at the man's ear that gradually turned red under his deliberately slowed breathing, and glanced at the person's face as if nothing had happened, and raised the corners of his lips happily, Zheng Hengzhao leaned over more closely-

"Shengge, you know what?"

He lowered his head, he turned his face sideways. A light citrus aroma spreads in the air. Gu Shengge remembered in a trance that this was the smell of the shaving water that the person was used to.

Low, he whispered softly in his ear, the light citrus aroma, so that the breath was filled with a thick breath-

"In you, I see the future—"