Recalling those faces that were about to become blurred, Zhuo Xuan racked his brains and couldn't find the "person he always wanted to see", so he had to remain curious and silent, and completely lost the idea of going home.

A procession of more than 20 people marched through the streets, and the afternoon sun shone on everyone's bodies, giving people the illusion of warmth even on a winter day.

Zhuo Xuan pulled the hem of his jacket and slowly paced and fell at the back of the line, but there was a faint singing voice in his ears suddenly.

"The beginning of the story sends you / The day you flew to Long Island / Drifting away / Your disappearing face ......"

The gentle male voice gradually became clear, and the gilded signboard of "Emgrand KTV" also appeared in front of everyone. Zhuo Xuan and the rest followed Chu Yixin and slowly walked into the Emgrand KTV.

The empty lobby has a shiny floor, lavish walls, and a half-moon-shaped bar with a few fashionably dressed men and women. When they saw the crowd enter the stairs, they were greeted by a well-dressed waiter.

Chu Yixin looked very familiar, whispered a few words with the waiter, and let the waiter lead everyone to the direction of the booked private room. Zhuo Xuan hesitated for a moment, and wanted to leave with everyone, but when he thought of the "person he always wanted to see" mentioned by Chu Yixin earlier, he couldn't hold back his curiosity.

Chu Yixin stood in place, said a few words into the phone, and saw Zhuo Xuan standing still, before he said with a smile: "You go first, and someone will come in a while." ”

Zhuo Xuan nodded, did not respond, and trotted in the direction of everyone, even more anxious in his heart.

What is that like?

As if I had a premonition that something was about to happen, my mind was restless, my mind was buzzing, and my consciousness began to become chaotic.

Walking into the box, the dim light fills the ambiguous and hazy atmosphere. The lights that changed colors flickered, dazzling Zhuo Xuan. The crowd sat down on the couch, picked up the microphone and started singing. The song of the ghost crying wolf swayed with youthful vitality, or caused a burst of laughter, and the singer did not care, and continued to roar.

Zhuo Xuan sat quietly in the corner of the KTV, watching everyone go crazy, as if he had returned to the former campus in an instant, and everyone was still a child who was not worried, and he felt infinite emotion.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Zhuo Xuan saw Chu Yixin walking in alone, and slowly closed the door, feeling quite disappointed. He had expected that the "man he had always wanted to see" would appear with him.

After singing a song, Chu Yixin took the microphone, but did not order the song, but blew a breath, searched the crowd, fixed on Zhuo Xuan's body, and said with a wicked smile: "Zhuo Xuan, you come to sing a song, after singing, I promise that what I promised you will come true." ”

"What did Boss Chu promise!" A few boys coaxed, causing the surrounding girls to be curious.

Chu Yixin smiled and did not answer, but handed the microphone to Zhuo Xuan. Zhuo Xuan's face was slightly downcast, he didn't want to sing in front of everyone, but the form in front of him forced him to take the microphone hard.

Feeling the heaviness in his hands, Zhuo Xuan stood in front of the song machine for a long time, not knowing how to choose.

"Can't sing yet!" It's still a boy who just started coaxing.

Zhuo Xuan's body stiffened, he took a deep breath of air, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and his fingers unconsciously chose the song "Snow on Long Island" that he had heard before.

The microphone was placed to his mouth, Zhuo Xuan's voice sounded with the accompaniment of the song, and the sound of the Scottish organ echoed in the wide box, accompanied by his gentle humming, as if it was the beginning of a tragic story......

"Today, time has passed/Talking about the past of you and me/Talking about the plot of the year of first love/Sunshine contains your gentle fingertips......"

"You yearn for the snow on Long Island / Time freezes in the night of a midsummer dream / Maybe a second more / The poppies will wither ......"

Zhuo Xuan's voice is gentle, and her singing voice is also full of thoughts about the past. Perhaps the chosen repertoire was too attention-grabbing, so that the chatter and laughter around him subconsciously stopped, and Zhuo Xuan's solo was listened to.

As he sang, his hand holding the microphone trembled slightly, and his eyes glanced at the location of the doorway from time to time. But the door never moved, as if Chu Yixin's promise was just a joke.

Until the end of the song, Zhuo Xuan's heart was already very irritable. A voice echoed in his belly, fueling the flames to grow stronger.

He had already made up his mind that if that sentence was really just a joke, then he would definitely leave alone after the end of the song.

"You yearn for the snow of Long Island / Dream of the blue sky and coastline / You say that you will always stay in ......"

Zhuo Xuan's voice suddenly became hoarse, his heart seemed to have missed a beat, and at this moment, he clearly saw a black shadow vaguely reflected on the other side of the glass.

Suddenly, the silent door was slowly pushed open by a pair of hands, and immediately after, a delicate face naturally appeared in front of Zhuo Xuan's eyes, causing his pupils to shrink and his face to turn pale......

Fang Ting.

It's Fang Ting.

The name echoed in Zhuo Xuan's mind like a nightmare, and he let out a crazy roar. The room filled with air conditioning and heating suddenly became scorching, and he seemed to unconsciously return to that hot summer—

The world in front of him turned fiery red, and the flames of anger engulfed the curtains, turning the entire room into a sea of fire. A pair of strong hands gently lifted his confused self, and his throat was choked by the smoke, so that he couldn't make that sound even if he tried his best.

Save her.

Fang Ting, Fang Ting......

"Long time no see, Zhuo Xuan," the girl waved her hand, and the smile on her face was bright, as if she were reunited with an old friend.

Zhuo Xuan's face turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, and he didn't know how to respond.

He didn't know why a man who should have been buried in the fire would appear alive in front of his eyes again. But, at this moment, it was clear to him that a voice was crying out frantically in his heart, telling him that he could no longer feel guilty about it.

Zhuo Xuan clearly remembers that that summer, the house was empty, and his young self invited Fang Ting to come to the house to play. After a muffled sound, the load's electrical appliances began to burn, and then the flames seemed to come alive and hit the surrounding furniture...... Zhuo Xuan and Fang Ting, who were trapped in the house, cried out for help, and the billowing smoke blocked their throats, making their consciousness more and more blurred.

The firefighters who arrived took the lead in rescuing Zhuo Xuan, but the smoke obscured his vision, and Zhuo Xuan, who was in a state of confusion, struggled, but still didn't have time to tell them that there was still a person in the room.

In this way, the two who were also trapped in the fire got different endings.

One survived, and the other became the dead who lay to rest in the land.

……

Zhuo Xuan opened her mouth, the delicate face in front of her had become much more mature, and she kept smiling, as if she had brought herself fear like an abyss.