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The bustling streets are gradually lit up with colorful neon lights, and the sunset, which is mostly blocked by high-rise buildings, is gradually retracting its own light, and the sky seems to be falling into a deep sleep.

I looked down.

My right hand was clenched tightly by a fat hand, and my palms were covered with sweat, I don't know if it was Gu Beichen or my own.

Since Gu Beichen said that sentence, Aunt Ding and the others have blasted the two of us out.

Uncle Ding drove the two of us to the vicinity of the shopping street and left us behind.

As soon as he got out of the car, Gu Beichen took the initiative to take my hand and squeezed into the crowd without saying a word.

I want to ask where the hell is he going to take me? If I went to the movies, then I didn't have to, after all, I had to record the video of the third round of interviews for the school host team before the evening, and I didn't have time to watch the movie with him.

But I didn't have a chance to talk to him, and the crowd was so strong that I almost swept our hands away, and I had to concentrate on avoiding the pedestrians in front of me.

Gu Beichen probably didn't think about the exact place to go, and he led me past the door of the movie theater four times.

The two of us walked back and forth four or five times like headless flies on the huge but difficult shopping street.

From the evening of the sunset to the starry night.

Soon, my calves started to ache and my pace slowed down a lot.

On the side of the street, there are wandering singers who play guitar and show their singing voices, and the pedestrians who rub shoulders stop one after another to give attention.

Gu Beichen also pulled me in, his eyes locked tightly on the wandering singer who was sitting on a maza, playing the guitar and singing a little love song.

I half-squatted down and gently rubbed my calf with my left hand.

After the love song was sung, the onlookers continued to run away like toys that had been rewound, and many of them threw a small penny of five cents on the black hat of the wandering singer.

Gu Beichen pulled me forward, and he voted for fifty.

Seeing this, I hesitantly took out a dollar and put it in.

At the moment when I got up, a childish voice came from next to me: "Dad, there is a big brother who gave fifty." ”

I follow the prestige.

Behind the wandering singer came a short little boy, blinking with big clear eyes and his hands clenching his father's sleeves, looking very happy.

The wandering singer looked up, and a sincere smile was drawn on her face with traces of vicissitudes: "Thank you." ”

His voice made my face burn.

Because all I gave was a dollar.

"The sister next to the big brother gave a piece." The little boy whispered.

This time, my face turned even redder.

The wandering singer still smiled: "Thank you." ”

I felt a feeling of weakness for some reason.

"Please play another "Little Love Song"." Gu Beichen asked softly.

The little boy immediately echoed in the ear of the wandering singer: "Dad, it's the big brother who speaks." ”

The wandering singer listened to it sideways and smiled even deeper: "Okay." ”

It was only because of the conversation between father and son that I took a closer look at the wandering singer.

The wandering singer wore a simple plaid black and red plaid shirt and jeans, and the corners of the guitar had shallow scratches, perhaps because he had been using it for a long time, and his face full of vicissitudes was blocked by a pair of black sunglasses.

Through this, I also solved the doubts in my heart.

Why did the wandering singer ask his son to tell Gu Beichen that he was the big brother who gave fifty yuan, this is because the wandering singer is blind.

Suddenly, I felt pity for the wandering father and son.

The wandering singer repositioned the guitar, his fingers began to slide on the strings, and he opened his mouth to a rough and low male voice: "This is a simple little love song, singing the twists and turns of people's hearts, I think I am happy, when there is your warm ......."

Once again, there were mountains of passers-by standing around, and Gu Beichen was still staring intently at the wandering singer.

I noticed that the little boy who had just spoken was sitting behind the wandering singer, with his hands on his cheeks, looking up at his father in obsession, like a fan looking at his idol.

The singing voice is full of the singer's feelings, and a former music teacher told me that singing is to pour out one's feelings through the language of music.

Adults are often not good at revealing their hearts, and they are not willing to tell their lives to any stranger, so why music is produced, music gives adults a way to confide in their hearts.

His musical attainments are much higher than mine, and his singing voice is full of what he wants to say.

I looked around at the listeners.

It is said that there are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people, and a thousand emotions that resonate with music in a thousand listeners.

I looked up at Gu Beichen sideways.

He listened attentively and seemed to treat me as a transparent person.

I turned my eyes back to the wandering singer and the little boy, and involuntarily picked up my phone and recorded the scene.

Such a heartwarming scene is worth collecting.

"I won't run, and in the end everyone will be old, writing down the castle where my time and the sound of the piano are intertwined." The wandering singer slowly sings the last lyric, plucking his fingers on the strings a few times.

After a moment's repercussions, everyone came back to their senses, threw money and left or left with a certain mood.

After the others dispersed, Gu Beichen once again led me forward and threw fifty yuan again.

I still reluctantly threw a dollar.

It's not because his song is worth a dollar, but because I'm a mud bodhisattva crossing the river - I can't protect myself, let alone help others.

The little boy stood up and whispered to the wandering singer: "The eldest brother gave another fifty, and the elder sister gave one." ”

Actually, I really want to ask him, do we have to get together the two of us? Can't we just say it in two separate sentences?

The wandering singer thanked him again.

Gu Beichen smiled and said: "The person I like has studied music, she will appreciate your songs, and I am responsible for giving money." ”

The little boy didn't seem to understand much, and turned his head to look at Gu Beichen, while the wandering singer smiled lightly: "Love songs still have to be sung by yourself, otherwise the person you like doesn't know your mind." ”

At this time, Gu Beichen took my hand and looked at me with a light smile: "My mind, did you hear it?" ”

I'm speechless.

The wandering singer replied: "Those who know music are not good at words. ”

When Gu Beichen heard this, he frowned slightly.

"Son, look at it, does the sister who gives one dollar like the brother who gives fifty dollars?" The wandering singer suddenly asked the little boy next to him.

The little boy's big bright eyes stared at me and looked at me, and then looked at Gu Beichen.

Halfway through, the little boy pointed at me: "Sister." ”

Then his little hand pointed at Gu Beichen again: "I like big brother." ”

His words were like a bombshell, and my head thundered.

I don't know how to reply.

Instead, Gu Beichen showed his white teeth and laughed: "It's enough to have your son's discerning eyes." ”

When he finished speaking, he shoved fifty pieces into the little boy's hand.

Then, my heart beat like thunder and withdrew my hand, habitually sneering at Gu Beichen: "You are really arrogant!" ”

Gu Beichen raised his sword eyebrows lightly: "I'm willing." ”

I was speechless because of these words, so I had to keep my voice silent.

I lowered my head and walked on the shadow on the ground for a while, and I saw Gu Beichen's huge shadow slowly catching up at once, and after a while, his huge shadow was much higher than my shadow, compared to the two shadows, it seemed that my shadow was much smaller.

"Give." Gu Beichen gently touched my shoulder with his elbow.

I glanced sideways and saw him holding milk tea in one hand and a string of meatballs in the other, and the stuffiness just now dissipated in an instant.

The night was a little darker, there were fewer pedestrians on the street, and we still walked towards the center of the shopping street.

Gu Beichen walked side by side with me silently.

I finished eating a bunch of meatballs and drinking a large cup of milk tea, but I was still haunted by the little boy's words just now.

Until, when I captured the promotional video of a movie about family love playing on the door of the movie theater, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't finished the interview yet!

Soon, I put the boy's words behind me and wondered how I could record an innovative video that would win the hearts of everyone in one fell swoop.

Thinking about it, I was standing at the door of the crowded movie theater, looking up at the big screen all the time, completely unthinking that I was simply incarnated into a statue like a famous thinker at this moment, and I didn't take into account the feelings of Gu Beichen, who had been standing with me for a long time.

Later, my neck hurt and I came back to reality from the inextricable ideas.

At this time, pedestrians on the street can be said to be very scarce, but the movie theater is still crowded with couples.

I touched my frozen neck and tried to move it, the sore sensation making my mouth sizzle.

Suddenly, a pair of big cold hands grabbed my hand.

Only then did I turn my head to look at Gu Beichen next to me.

The light and shadow of the big screen shone on his face, which looked strange, and he couldn't see his expression.

"Don't move." He removed my hand and rubbed my neck with his hand in a gentle manner.

I still had to praise his craftsmanship, and soon, my neck didn't feel sore.

He withdrew his hand, slipped it into his pocket, and looked down at me, "Are you thinking about the interview video?" ”

"How do you know?"

Gu Beichen glanced at me: "Your face told me." ”

How can this be similar to a certain sentence that Wen Jiaxin said?

"What videos are you shooting now? Have you decided on a theme? He asked.

"After shooting two, what do you think about using the theme of family affection? I don't think it's going to be good? In high school, everyone's focus is basically on the college entrance examination, study, ideals, youth, and love. ”

Gu Beichen turned his head and looked at the screen of the movie theater: "Most people think that boyfriends and girlfriends in love, the mode of dating is to eat and watch movies, why does it have to be like this?" This is the stereotype caused by the psychological tendency of the public, in fact, it is the fish that swims against the current that has the opportunity to jump over the dragon gate. ”

I looked at him blankly, "You think my subject is not good?" Or do you think the theme of love is better? But I've never been in love! I don't understand! Don't ask me! ”

I paused and asked, "What do you mean by stereotype?" What does this have to do with fish and dragons? ”

Gu Beichen turned his head, flicked my forehead with his fingers, and said in a slightly sullen tone: "Lin Lu, you are so stupid, why did you grow so big?" ”