At the beginning of the day, the snow is falling.

On the street outside the south gate, pedestrians bowed their heads and remained silent, tightly wrapped in their clothes, and hurried away.

On the road, there are messy traces, like scars on the earth.

But after a while, the snow fell, like light magic, and all those scars were healed. Under the street lamp, the ground is clean again, and there is only soft snow, silent and obedient, like a sleeping child.

At this time, Qian Hao came out of the school, carrying an old guitar on his back, and stood on the steps of the south gate.

Quietly, looking at the streets on a snowy night.

The streets are deserted, and under the cover of night, only the lights of the stalls are sporadic and look like fireflies.

Under the street lamp, a pair of lovers are walking towards the south gate. As they walked, they talked.

The words are very broken, but they are all love.

Qian Hao looked at it, but he was a little stupid.

At that time, the snow was falling, wasn't he like Lu Xiaoping?

Like, he remembers, that snowy night, they held hands for the first time.

Her fingers touched him, and his palms were cold, as if he were holding a ball of snow. To this day, he can't forget the temperature, it was cold and cold, as if it had frozen in his heart. After so many years, my heart and blood are so hot, but I haven't been able to melt.

In fact, their stories are not wonderful at all, bland, and even a little cliché.

However, for Qian Hao, those are all excellent, unforgettable and unswerving.

Met at the age of seven, childhood sweetheart; Nine years of companionship, mutual affection; After six years of separation, the rivers and lakes forgot each other.

I don't know, are you doing well?

Thinking of the past, Qian Hao sighed lightly, and it snowed heavily in his heart.

At this time, the couple passed by him, talking and laughing, the boy's eyes were gentle, and the girl's face was happy.

It's good, stranger, and I bless you too.

May you have lovers and end up married.

He muttered a few words in a low voice, put away the sadness on his face, and strode into the snow.

One step at a time, into the depths of the night.

Then, it's the night of the roses.

Probably because of the snow, the rose nights are exceptionally quiet, and the guests of the past are warming up at home. There were only a few guests, sitting quietly in the corner, drinking silently.

Come to think of it, they are all people with stories, or without a home.

"Brother-in-law, why are you still here after such a heavy snow today?" Xu Cheng suddenly saw Qian Hao and was stunned, and then immediately greeted him and patted off the snowflakes on Qian Hao's body.

Qian Hao smiled at him, waved his hand, and signaled that he didn't need to, "It's been delayed for several days, it's okay tonight, so come over and practice your voice." By the way, what about Mr. Guo? I've written your song, and I'm trying to show it to him. ”

"Written? Brother-in-law, take it out and let me take a look first! Xu Cheng's eyes lit up, he didn't care about shooting the snowflakes, and he eagerly begged for help.

Qian Hao couldn't cry or laugh, put the guitar on the chair, and was about to reply.

But at this time, Xu Cheng grabbed the words first and complained: "Brother-in-law, you are really, don't we have a guitar here, and we deliberately brought a broken guitar."

"Well, I'm used to it, but I can still use it." Qian Hao didn't explain, said lightly, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll discuss with Mr. Guo first, and see that this song doesn't meet his requirements." ”

When Xu Cheng heard this, he hurriedly ran to find Guo Dong. The voice was a little loud, making the guests who were sitting in silence cast reproachful looks.

Qian Hao smiled apologetically, then sat at the front desk and quipped, "Boss Xu, it's been a long time."

Xu Ru glanced at it, then lowered her head again, and while pressing her phone, she said absentmindedly, "Well, what to drink?"

"Uh, a cocktail." Qian Hao didn't understand, why he was fine last time, but this time he became cold again.

Could it be that her relatives are here?

…… Her relatives did come.

Xu Cheng, who was in a hurry, actually pulled Guo Dong over after such a while.

"Mr. Guo, according to your request, I went back and wrote a song. You take a look first, and I'll change it if it doesn't work. After greetings, Qian Hao took out a piece of paper and handed it to Guo Dong.

Guo Dongchu didn't care, and looked at it quite casually. It was Xu Cheng, who looked excited, and kept putting his head on the paper.

When I walk here on every street

My heart never seemed to be at peace

In addition to the roar of the engine and the sound of electricity

……

However, after reading a few lines of lyrics, Guo Dong's face became serious. And after reading it, he was very excited, with tears in his eyes.

As for Xu Cheng, he was also very excited, and they all jumped up all at once. The applause made the guests look at them with reproach, and even two of the guests got up to leave.

Xu Ru on the side seemed to be playing with her mobile phone, but her attention was always on the three of them. Therefore, when she saw Guo Dong and Xu Cheng so excited, she couldn't help but have some doubts and expectations.

But she didn't speak, she didn't lean over, she still pretended to play with her phone. It's like, well, I don't want to deal with Qian Hao.

Qian Hao didn't realize it, seeing that Guo Dong was so excited, he asked with a smile: "How is it, Mr. Guo, do you want to change it again?"

"No, that's it! It's so well written, it's so well written. Guo Dong's rough big hands trembled slightly, and he was very excited.

Xu Cheng too, couldn't help but exclaim, "Brother-in-law, you are really amazing, you can write such a song." However, why is it called Beijing Beijing and not Yanjing Yanjing? ”

"Well, everyone likes it." Qian Hao prefers Beijing, because in his previous life, he was used to hearing this name.

Xu Cheng was interested in listening to Qian Hao's nonsense, and after asking, he said eagerly: "Uncle Guo, don't shake your hands, let's try it quickly."

"No, it's not suitable for rock today, let's practice tomorrow." Guo Dong didn't speak, Xu Ru stopped first.

In fact, practicing quietly in the background does not have a great impact. However, when she saw the smiling Qian Hao, she couldn't help but block him.

Qian Hao didn't have a block in his heart, he still had a smile on his face, but Xu Cheng's face was bitter and he begged Xu Ru.

Guo Dong didn't react, stood aside, and pondered the song carefully. The more he pondered and chewed, the more he liked it. This song, he felt that he was writing about him and Xu Laopao.

Xu Cheng's pleading was useless, Xu Ru just ignored it and still played with his mobile phone.

Qian Hao shook his head, couldn't cry or laugh, and interrupted: "Okay, Xu Xiaopang, you think about the song first." It's so quiet today, so I'll sing two songs. ”

“…… Brother-in-law, don't bring this, you two people bully me. Xu Cheng wailed.

Xu Ru glared at him, and had the heart to refuse Qian Hao, but he couldn't speak, so in the end he had to pout and sulk to himself.

Qian Hao didn't see Xu Ru's complaining eyes, but when she came to the eldest aunt, she was in a bad mood. Therefore, he didn't provoke her, just grabbed the guitar and headed backstage.

Tonight, he's going to try out and settle on the songs. There is no way, there are too many songs to choose, and he is a little distressed and doesn't know how to choose. (To be continued.) )