1. A masterpiece sent to heaven
A house full of sham, the smell of blood in the air. It's a small apartment of less than twenty square meters.
It is Ji Baichan who has lived in Yanjing for decades, from losing his parents and family when he was a child, to meeting the person he loves the most, working together, and working together to build a small comfortable house with his favorite person, Wan'er, saving money and saving money.
He promised her that he would take a little more time, and when he became famous and the stars were shining in China.
He will be given the sacred ring and will be married to him.
She promised him that we still have many, many more time.
Just in front of you.
The house was full of messes, and Ji Baichan's fair and handsome face lost its previous firmness and unchanged warm smile.
His eyes stared blankly at the letter on the table, which had not been inked for long. On one side is a black-and-white photograph of a girl with a happy and flamboyant smile.
On the photograph is an open paper kite, on which is written a line of delicate, but bloodstained words.
"Bai Chan, you have to be good!" And on the paper on that side, there is such content.
Wan'er, today is Tanabata! It's the ninth Tanabata we've met.
Wan'er, we said that we would go to the rooftop to see the starry sky together every Qixi Festival, although now Yanjing is no longer full of stars, but with you, the starlight is not in my eyes.
Wan'er, today is the nineteenth day of your departure, and I promise you to live well, go to the stars of China, and become a star like no other.
But you're gone, so what's the point of that to me.
I can't do it anymore, every day without you, every breath I take hurts, it hurts to the bone marrow.
Wan'er, you're cheating, let me rely on it again this time! It's been more than 2,000 days, and I'm still too lazy to wash my stinky clothes after singing, running, and fitness.
It's been nine years, Wan'er, you're used to me still not cooking for myself! I don't want to be a star anymore, Wan'er, can you come back to me!
Are you tired of our morning and twilight?
You can not love me, you can go farther, but why did you go so far?
Wan'er, it's been nineteen days!
I've hesitated, I've feared......
But I decided to go with you. Even if I break through the bridge, I must catch up with you......
It's just that I don't know if I'm 19 days late, and I can't catch up with you.
Wan'er, we don't have parents, and we haven't had time to raise a few of our own children, you leave me alone, it's too lonely, I'm going to look for you, okay?
Wan'er, you agreed, didn't you?
……
Ji Baichan was still staring blankly at the ceiling, ticking, ticking. There was already a large cloud of blood on the couch beneath him.
A paintbrush was still stuck in his muscular chest, trembling slightly.
In front of him, there seemed to be an extra figure, it seemed to be Ye Wan'er who he had been absent for a long time, and Allure's face was still smiling for him.
The next day, there was an inconspicuous news in a tabloid newspaper with more advertisements than news.
Ji Baichan, a former third-rate singer of a company, committed suicide at home, suspected of being exploited by the company or hidden......
This is a world in parallel time and space.
It's a paradoxical world.
Bai Chan woke up, he was suffocated with a pillow.
Suddenly, it seemed that Wan'er was playing a little prank with him, and he spread his hands and dialed it over in a daze.
took a breath of fresh air, and without waiting for his eyes to open, he reached out and pulled the "beauty" in front of him closer to his arms.
"Wan'er, don't make trouble! Let my husband sleep for a while! ”
……
Suddenly, Bai Chan felt that the surroundings were too calm and that something was wrong.
At this moment, a ghost crying wolf howl heard in my ears!
"Ahh
"Woohoo! The third guy still has an inside story! The relationship just didn't soak in the junior today, it's not a broken love! Your heartless feelings, our brothers are all worried about it! Good guys! You kid is much better than your second brother and me! ”
"Ahh Third brother cow! Where is Wan'er's sister-in-law! Tell me about it! ”
", the third child, you dog/day, let go of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu's fluffy arm, you can also do it? Don't take Lao Tzu when you are in spring/dreams! ”
"Hey, boss, you're disgusting!" Listening to the strange and familiar sound and atmosphere in his ears, Bai Chan opened his eyes blankly, and his consciousness gradually returned to reality.
Looking at the three cool boys in front of him, who were both strange and familiar.
A picture in Bai Chan's mind overturned like a tide, and he suddenly felt an explosion of pain in his mind, and then his eyes went dark again, and he lost consciousness again and lay down.
"Cut, the third child will also load a calf, collapse him, there is a show in the bar on a rainy night tonight, the third child looks like he is not going to go today, our brother has to go to the top of the field, otherwise there will be no money next month!"
"Mmmm, it's love, just let the first lovelorn San'er stay here and sleep for a while!"
"Let's go, third brother, if there is really such a sister-in-law, don't be a playboy like your second brother! Rest well. Dude is back to bring you beer and barbecue! ”
In his consciousness, as if the two worlds were colliding, the fragments of his broken memories flashed one by one like the starry sky bursting.
This is still an earth world, and the differences with the original world only began in the late forties of the twentieth century, and after the defeat of the old Chiang, his ambition was no longer there, so he flew to the United States with his family, leaving an order for the old brothers who had scattered their military hearts to act cheaply.
As a result, of course, there was no separation between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait, and Hong Kong and Macau also returned to the embrace of the motherland early, leaving only slightly different living habits and a relatively prosperous entertainment industry.
The motherland, which was naturally reunified again, finally burst out with greater vitality and vitality, and the government guided the motherland to become stronger with the most flexible and sensitive system, so it was in a situation where all sides could compete with the West and even have a greater prestige.
And his name is still Ji Baichan, and even his appearance is still handsome, the time is now exactly the Qixi Festival of two thousand years, and the autumn rain has just arrived, for him he is only more than ten years younger, and he is still in college!
It was as if this was another self, following Wan'er's call, and he came here. Here, he loved him more, and only his parents who had survived in his memory for nearly twenty years were still alive. His mother is a vocal professor at the Yenching Conservatory of Music, and his father runs a business, and he is not very rich, but he is also well-fed.
And the three who just left are his three buddies who have been in the same dormitory for a year, the eldest Fu Baiyang is generally considered a powerful faction, as well as the second child of the abstract faction, Tong Lei, and the fourth elder of the idol faction, Sun Honglei. And now it's a new school year before school starts.
It's just that the girl engraved on the soul in his memory hasn't been found at the moment, but there is another young and lovely beautiful girl who just confessed today, but was politely rejected, named Zuoqiu Qingsang.
She has a name like a poem, and a girl who is as beautiful as a poem.
The pain in his mind gradually faded, and Bai Chan's mischievous smile and beckoning posture appeared in front of Bai Chan's eyes again. He could feel that Wan'er was also in this world, waiting for him to find it.
It's just that in the vast sea of people, where are the Yi people, and whether they belong to others, Bai Chan doesn't know, and he doesn't dare to think about it.
I just thought about how to find her faster, see her, hold her in my arms and smell the familiar fragrance in my hair.
Bai Chan lay on the bed and thought about how to find that girl faster and better.
Find her, fall in love with her again, and make her fall in love with yourself again.
In this case, it is too difficult to rely on the conditions of your own home.
How much manpower is needed? Financial resources?
I crossed the Nai He Bridge and chased after me, just for Wan'er, how could I not go all out.
So how do you get started? Let's start with our common dream!
The stars are shining and the world is famous!
I believe that there is one more world of information, one more world of teachers, more resources of one world, such a star path, more efforts, and no reason not to succeed!
Is this superimposing his dream with Wan'er?
As soon as he thought of this, Bai Chan smiled innocently. In the eyes that shine like stars, a dazzling brilliance is rekindled.
Suddenly, there was a soft knock on the door of the dormitory.
A slightly familiar voice came from outside the door, and the crisp female voice seemed a little chattering, like the song of a yellow bird.
"Bai Chan, are you there?"
Bai Chan got up and straightened his somewhat wrinkled clothes, hesitated, and responded.
"I'm here!"
Then he stepped forward and opened the door, and the girl who was as beautiful as poetry came in!
With a shy smile on his face, he looked at him with glasses like a crescent moon, and then asked without being shocked?
"Bai Chan, can I go in?"
Bai Chan was a little confused, just now he rejected another of his sisters in the morning, and came to the door, what kind of trouble is this?
"Uh, yes! Please! ”
Bai Chan pretended to be full of doubts, but he didn't have the embarrassment of confessing his frustration, turned around and walked in, guiding with one hand, without deliberately currying favor or alienating.
It's just that what he didn't expect was that the girl behind him who still had a shy smile on her face actually slammed the door shut!
Then Luo Luo walked in generously with him, looked around, looked around, looked around and did not seem to be as messy as the legend, shook his head secretly, as if he thought for himself but smiled secretly, you know, this is the Yenching Conservatory of Music, the place where the most talented students in China gather, how can there be a room of people who can't sweep a room?
Bai Chan walked to his bedside, pulled out two stools, and then looked at such a bold girl in front of him with a little dazedness, and asked with a little appreciation and indifference.
"Green bag crush, you came to our dormitory on purpose, is there anything wrong?"
Zuoqiu Qingbao looked at the strange boy in front of him, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he felt that he seemed to have changed into a different person, with a little more calm and indifference on his body, and she saw more appreciation in her eyes, but it seemed that she had lost the embarrassment and shyness of the morning?
"Uh, nothing!" "I've been thinking about it for a long time today, Miss Ben feels that it's not appropriate to reject you in public, and it just so happened that I saw a few of your friends just now, so I asked for the address and came up to you to explain clearly!"
This outstanding-looking girl had a scorching smell like a lotus flower, biting her lip and staring at Bai Chan eloquently, not at all deliberate.
"First? We don't know each other yet, so we can't talk about each other! ”
"The second? I don't have a bad impression of you, maybe there's a chance? ”
"And the third? I hope you don't get hit by Miss Ben, because your methods of chasing your sister are too earthy? ”
What kind of sign is this? Comforting?
I'm still here to cheer up.
Bai Chan shook his head secretly a little helplessly, if this feeling is not his own self who has crossed over, this other buddy seems to be very lucky, and he climbs along the pole. There is still a big chance, too!
It's just that the school flower-level beauty in front of her is so kind-hearted?
It's really not bad to have a bad impression of yourself.
Having said that, with other people's conditions, if every suitor goes on the pole to comfort them, it will not be exhausting to death.
Thinking of this, Bai Chan scratched his head a little embarrassed and smiled, with his mental age of a thirty-year-old uncle, he was really a little unbearable to face such an eccentric girl in front of him.
"Huh! Thank you! Today is a little abrupt for me! I'm sorry! ”
Zuoqiu Qingsang smiled lightly and said softly.
"Giggles! I'm not here to apologize! ”
Bai Chan looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and his heart just lost the fiery love of the youth, and he was a little dazed for a while, not knowing what to say.
Undoubtedly, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
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