After the curtain call, the studio hall is like a silent palace, with a sparse dome and cold lights, and in front of the hall is a dazzling crown-shaped stage, and now, the small crystal lamps on the edge of the stage reveal a reassuring warm yellow tone, as if whispering the aftermath of last night's opera. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was the place where the music video of the Narcissus-themed stage play was rehearsed a few days ago.

I sat in front of the piano in the corner of the stage, playing a few dissonant tunes, and Sara sat down next to me, one knee bent, her arms and head propped up on it, and she looked like she was about to fall asleep.

"My dear," she said, raising her listless eyes, "I'm not opposed to improving my artistic accomplishments, but can I not choose the morning when it's still dark......

My fingers stopped, and I stared at the keys, as if I couldn't finish the whole piece with peace of mind.

"This stage is beautiful," I began, "and I've always wanted to try playing like this." ”

Sara looked at me strangely for a while, "Did something happen?" ”

"Nope." I hit out a few notes.

"No," she narrowed, "because of yesterday...... Did you quarrel with him? ”

"Have you ever studied opera," I asked, "as a minor?" ”

She rolled her eyes, a little unhappy with the way I had always perfunctory about topics she didn't want to talk about.

"What have you played?" I smiled, and suddenly I was interested.

"The Little Prince, as Rose." She said casually.

I nodded, "The dance is beautiful...... Can you dance for me, too? I'll play for you. ”

She raised her eyebrows suspiciously, but didn't say anything more, "Okay." ”

The crystal-pure melancholy music slowly evokes the contemplative hall, and the sara unfolds its dance steps like an awakened rose, proudly stretching its branches.

If someone likes a flower, a flower that is unique among millions of stars, then he will be satisfied when he looks up at the stars. He would tell himself that my flower existed somewhere in the starry sky. ’

The little prince will feel the warmth of his heart because of the rose in his heart, even if he is outside the planet.

Probably everyone has such a flower......

He may be a white rose or a camphor tree in your heart...... Or maybe it's cornflower.

But-

The question in my heart was almost out, I raised my head, but there was no shadow of the person just now in the huge hall, and when I was surprised, a figure pacing in the distance suddenly blocked my thoughts.

Y-How did he's here?

I was stunned, and then I saw the entrance of the hall, and Sara looked back at me, and her smile disappeared outside the gently closed classical door.

Suddenly, there was a bewildering silence in the air.

I sat motionless on the piano bench, and every step Si Tianzhe took before me made my nerves throb violently.

I thought he would get closer, like a disobedient child, but he stopped at the piano and smiled softly from a distance that I wouldn't be hard to face, "Go back." ”

I lowered my head, slowly stood up, and under his gaze, walked to the door, and walked out of the hall.

Drive all the way.

Si Tianzhe drove calmly and silently, the constant and steady speed did not even show a faint fluctuation when he wandered, and I sat in the co-pilot, and could no longer prevent the scene of last night from being stuffed into my mind like a fax machine.

The distance between the inches burned out of each other, and the perceived deepening of the existence.

I tightened my fingertips under my sleeves, as if my whole body had been tightened.

Moreover, the fuse that occurred in these scenes was ignited by his own hands......

Suddenly, I was startled by the ringing of my mobile phone.

The person next to me seemed to give me a brief look, and I felt more like I had been pricked by a needle, and I almost scrambled to pick up the phone.

“…… Feed. "God, when will this rush end?

"Good morning, Qing Yu," it was Ji Lei, who would call me this when there was no one else around, "We have a dinner with Yum at noon today, I think you should prepare in advance in the morning, and besides, at nine o'clock they will send representatives over to discuss the site selection and preliminary capital injection of the project......"

There was a well-organized schedule on the phone, but I didn't hear anything, and I almost replied, "I know, I'll go to the office later." ”

When I hung up the phone, my mind was already buzzing.

"You're not going to the company today." Si Tianzhe said suddenly.

Surprised, I turned to look at him.

"I'll call Ji Lei in a while, you need to rest today." He stared ahead, his calm side face revealing a matching irresistible force.

It's just that when he says that he needs to rest, he still blushes uncontrollably.

“…… Things matter......" I whispered.

"Then put it off until the afternoon," he said, "and you are not allowed to go out again in the morning." ”

As I spoke, I took a deep breath and buckled the door handle, and he came to me a few steps and took the lead in pulling the car door, and the moment he took my wrist, I shrank slightly in pain.

He paused, immediately understood something, frowned, and then, bent over, and picked me up from his seat.

"I—don't ......," I panicked, grabbing at the hem of his shirt.

He ignored it and stepped into the house.

Walking all the way into my bedroom, it was clean and tidy, the traces of last night's mess have been reined in, Si Tianzhe let me down, turned around and went into the bath. Room.

I stood where I was, and there was no sound of water coming from inside, and he came out and met my gaze, staring at the unpredictable flowing clouds.

He raised his hand to my neckline, but when he touched it, he stopped, as if for a moment of hesitation, he clenched his fingertips and lowered his arm.

"Promise me, get some rest." With that, he left my room.

The soothing sound of water took over the room in an instant, and the rising water vapor promised some kind of warmth.

I stripped off my clothes, and the warm water in the bathtub filled my body, revealing the scent of fermented tea trees and flower petals that looked like mashed tea.

I looked at the crimson marks on my neck, my arms, my waist, and the bruises from his wrist last night in the mirror.

I closed my eyes and lay on the edge of the tub like I was lying on soft cotton wool.

Get out of the bath. When I was in the room, the morning sun had filled the window lattice, and I picked up my mobile phone casually, and there was a message from Saara.

When the little prince left, Rose said that she had spent a lot of time hiding all her feelings, and that she should have told him earlier that she had loved him for a long time, but Rose could only send the little prince away with her own hands. How much love in the world is hidden in the predicament that should not be silenced, withering alone?

Embarrassing, isn't it? (To be continued.) )