Yan Xi likes visual rock, and Ah Heng is not surprised.

Because she clearly knows that this young man has a sensitive and broad heart, which is enough to carry the most gorgeous changes in music and accept the most treacherous scales in shape.

Decadent, glamorous, loud, that's all she can say about metallic music.

Yan Xi is a smart person. Therefore, he always imitates all the subtle movements and expressions of others when singing, even including the taste of the flowing voice, which is just out of tune.

Yan Xi is also a single-minded person, who has only listened to the music of one orchestra for many years, Sleepless. The combination of four people, the other three are just mediocre, except for the lead singer Ice, who is a delicate black-haired man who is as charming as the night.

Ice likes to stand in the corner of the stage, wearing the most gorgeous makeup in the ambiguous lighting, and interpreting her life with a suppressed and violent soul.

For no apparent reason, Yan Xi is passionately obsessed with this orchestra, or rather, Ice as a person.

Ah Heng watched Yan Xilu's Ice concert, but he really couldn't generate love. For this man, whose name is Ice, has too ethereal and clean eyes, and when he is detached from his emotions, he always carries an unjustifiable contempt for the world; When he is enthusiastic, he is full of heat, and he wants to burn people to the ground.

She looked at the man on the stage and looked terrified. In the blink of an eye, he was terrified to find that Yan Xi imitated the man's eyes perfectly.

This gave her the illusion that if Yan Xi was given a chance, he would indulge herself to repeat the experience hidden behind that look. And these experiences, even if she doesn't know it, she dares to pack a ticket, which is definitely not something that a long-lived and peaceful person will have.

Therefore, when Chen Ti smiled and handed a flyer to Yan Xi, Ah Heng frowned faintly.

"What?" Yan Xi was a little stunned.

Chen Tixiao: "I used to hear Siguan say that you like visual rock very much. Someone handed out flyers on the way to school today, it seems that Company C is preparing to launch a new visual band and is selecting the lead singer. You can give it a try, Yanxi. ”

Company C is a well-known star-making company in China, and most of the well-known orchestras in China are manufactured by them.

Yan Xi was stunned for a while, and began to snicker: "Oh, if Ben Shao is selected to enter the showbiz, will he be able to see my idol in the future?" ”

Chen Ti picked up the phoenix tail in the corner of his eyes, hid his smile, and said, "Yanxi, I'm not joking with you." ”

Yan Xi exclaimed: "Who is kidding you? Just kidding, can I make fun of my idol with you? Shh ”

"Yanxi, I remember that you seem to have been talking about going to Little Japan to see your idol since two years ago." Sindayi interjected.

"There's no way, my old man said that if I dare to step into the Japanese country, he will immediately cut off relations with me, especially money relations." Yan Xi spread his hands, shook his head and sighed.

"Don't talk about this, I happen to know a few people who play in bands, Yan Xi, if you are willing to go, I can ask them to practice with you." Chen Ti interrupted the young man's off-topic remarks.

"Go, why don't you go!" Yan Xi smiled.

Ah Heng sat on the side, not saying a word, but there was a faint irritability in his heart. She hoped in her heart that Yan Xi would treat this as a joke and forget about it.

However, after school, he locked himself in his room, turned off the lights, and quietly watched Ice's concert over and over again, and when he came out, he only said to her: "Ah Heng, I want to try." ”

Ah Heng didn't speak, just nodded silently.

She didn't know why Rosemary was so concerned about Yanxi's affairs, but the people he found were all students at the University of the Arts and knew a lot about rock music. Drums, guitars, harpsichords, you name it.

"Is this a play?" Xin Dayi stammered at Ah Heng.

"Well, Yan Xi signed up yesterday." Ah Heng spoke, but his eyes were on Rosemary, who was seriously critical of Yanxi's singing voice from a completely professional point of view.

Ah Heng has not forgotten that Siguan once said how brilliant Chen Ti's musical talent is.

Of course, her mother also said that Yan Xi followed her to learn piano when she was young, and it took a whole year to stumble and play a small dance music.

He has a pair of hands that play the piano, but his sensitivity to music is surprisingly poor. So, why Yanxi?

Rosemary was clearly prepared for a long time and chose Yanxi, or maybe his goal from the beginning was Yanxi. Ah Heng even has an illusion that he is sparing no effort to pull Yan Xi to this road, that set of rhetoric, Yan Xi's interest, and classmate friendship are too perfunctory.

According to Yan Xi's usual acumen, he should have seen it. However, the young man was immersed in the poppy of his spirit and even his soul, and he had lost control.

And Rosemary is clearly aware of this weakness in Yanxi's character. He knew Yan Xi very well, which was too much beyond Ah Heng's imagination, and it was too terrifying, because she didn't know the purpose of this weird young man from the beginning.

From his return to China in disguise, not mentioning a word about the past, to Siwan's strong rejection of his proximity to Yanxi, everything is like a hazy fog that cannot be dissolved.

"This sentence is in 6/8 time, A major, first up and then close, I sang it wrong." Rosemary frowned and pointed to the score.

"What's wrong again?" Yan Xi whispered, staring at the score with wide eyes, as if he wanted to see a hole, and his expression was dazed and ignorant.

Ah Heng retracted his thoughts, laughed, walked to the kitchen, and prepared a few glasses of juice.

"Tired, thank you." Ah Heng handed the juice to the bewitching man dressed in women's clothes, smiling and interrupting his reprimand for Yan Xi.

"Ah Heng......" Yan Xi looked at Ah Heng with watery eyes, and pitifully stretched out his hand to ask for juice, like a braised pork rice waiting to be fed.

"Take it yourself." Ah Heng smiled, turned around lightly, and pulled Xin Dayi towards the entrance. She left him complete space.

Don't have regrets, don't have regrets......

The selection date is in mid-July, and the final exam is in early July. Siguan categorically will not allow Yan Xi to live in the first year of high school again, and as soon as he passed the high school entrance examination, he was stationed at Yan's house and took the initiative to review Yan Xi's homework every day.

Rosemary has always been smiling at Siwan's behavior, as if she had long understood that he would be like this, so she agreed knowingly, and after the final exam, she would practice her voice again.

"Ah Heng, you ......" Siwan wanted to speak to Ah Heng and stopped.

Ah Heng sighed, she knew what Siwan wanted to say, why didn't she stop Yan Xi? Everyone thinks this is inappropriate, everyone thinks that Yan Xi's life is too comfortable, he goes to play in the orchestra when he is full, and what is even more ridiculous is that he still has to be an artist. According to his status, power and status, what is not easy to capture, why should it be?

Or, Siguan thinks that Yan Xi can only be so elegant that he is not contaminated with the dust and smoke of the world, like spring like snow, and is held in the palm of his hand?

Although, she has always been like this...... Hopefully.

However, Yan Xi is independent, free Yan Xi, Yan Xi is Yan Xi, neither Si Wan's Yan Xi nor Ah Heng's Yan Xi. Only when he willingly belongs to a person can he be restrained and still happy.

But she is so stupid and pedantic by nature, how can she ensure the peace and joy of this young man before such a person appears?

Can't be one more point, can't be one inch less, it's really nerve-wracking.

The final exams are finally over, and the summer vacation has officially begun. The Yan family became a base, and Xin Dayi and Siguan soaked in the Yan family all day long, eating and drinking, completely detached from the discipline of their elders.

Yan Xi destroys everyone's ears every day. Siguan has self-cultivation, only hiding upstairs and not coming out; Xin Dayi doesn't care so much, as soon as Yan Xi speaks, he is bound to cover his ears and cry out to express his pain; The chorus of braised pork rice was singing around the owner's head, "Braised pork and braised pork, I don't know what to do."

Yan Xi was angry, and even people and birds were thrown out together.

The day before the trials, even Ah Heng felt that the beautiful classmate was about to be tortured to the point that he could only get angry, and Yan Xi found the right tune. With posture movements, if you look closely, it looks like a look, and people can't take their eyes off it.

"Ah Heng." Yan hoped for Ah Heng, and he was seeking her affirmation.

Ah Heng licked his dry lips and didn't look at Yan Xi: "Tomorrow, I will prepare water and throat lobes." ”

Yan Xi breathed softly and looked at Ah Heng with big eyes.

Xin Dayi looked at the two of them, felt that the atmosphere was awkward, and consciously did not make noise.

Rosemary was just smiling on the sidelines, the phoenix tail streamer in the corner of her eye sharp.

Siguan stood on the second floor, leaning his elbow against the railing, and said with a smile: "Ah Heng, prepare some ribs." ”

Ah Heng smiled, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

At six o'clock in the morning of the second day, Rosemary took Yan Xi away, saying that he was taking him to do the styling, and asked Ah Heng and them to go directly to the selection venue. Company C chartered the municipal theater and hyped it up to carry out the myth of overnight success to the end.

When Ah Heng, Xin Dayi, and Siguan arrived, they only saw a crowd full of black eyes, full of seats, and even plastic seats were arranged in the aisle. Listening to the conversation of the people around me, it seems that the candidates have now been lined up, numbered tickets have been distributed, and they are now all preparing in the background.

Ah Heng estimated that with so many people, they might not be able to see Yan Xi backstage, but it put pressure on him, so they found a seat in the front aisle and waited.

To be honest, Ah Heng doesn't like men wearing excessive makeup, if the appearance is not outstanding enough, the effect is amazingly terrifying, just like a few in front of him. The expressions of everyone in the arena, except for the relatives and friends of those players, everyone else was bruised.

Ah Heng began to have a headache, she knew that Yan Xi was good-looking, but she was also worried that with this young man's arrogant and unruly temperament, she didn't know what kind of avant-garde appearance she would make.

The rock accent in the venue shook the sky, and a few of them sat in the front row, Siguan and Xin Dayi were so depraved that they couldn't stand it, so they had no choice but to cover their ears. And Ah Heng, just looking at the colorful and uncertain light in the field, looked calm and gentle.

There were also a few good-looking and good singing skills in the back, which caused the audience to applaud. But compared to Yan Xi...... Ah Heng sighed softly and closed his eyes slightly.

The ending is clear.

Is that all she can do?

Really...... It's unwilling.

When I opened my eyes again, on the stage, the boy was already standing.

There was a cheer and a lot of noise in the audience, but she folded her hands and clasped her knees tightly, abandoning the chaos, and her ears were clear.

Yan Xi stood in a quiet corner, her eyebrows and eyes were no longer what they were usual, they were bewitching and gorgeous, which was clearly the appearance of Ice at the concert that Ah Heng remembered, familiar and clear, thrilling.

Black cape, slender figure, pure white shirt, unbuttoned three buttons, crystal white skin.

Braided back braids, dark hair, clean and dust-free eyes.

When the breeze blows, the curvature of the hem of the shirt ...... It's all the same.

Ah Heng's stomach was a little crampy, and his palms were already soaked with sweat. She remembers Yan Xi telling her that Ice committed suicide by jumping from a thirteen-story apartment as early as early 1998 because of too much stress.

It's not that he doesn't want to go to Japan to see his concert, it's just that the beauty has long since passed away with the wind, and his soul and dreams are scattered.

She remembers that when she was young, the old man in the neighborhood said that boys and girls have no happiness and no longevity, and they are the most famous.

She remembered that before Grandpa Yan left, he burst into tears, telling her to keep Yan Xi healthy and worry-free no matter what.

She didn't understand, she didn't understand anything, she chose to believe all the rumors, but because of Yanxi's desire, she was held back.

Suddenly, the lights went out, and the audience was in an uproar.

When it was lit up again, it was dark, and the light only shone in the center of the stage.

There stood another teenager, wearing smoky makeup and looking beautiful.

It's Rosemary!

He snapped his fingers, and the music played, it was Ice's famous song Fleeting Time, which Yan Xi had practiced thousands of times.

Fleeting time.

When the young man's magnetic and powerful explosive voice sounded on the stage, the shock of the audience was indescribable.

Chen Ti is holding the microphone, and his voice is gorgeous and flamboyant, which is the real perfect appearance of rock and roll.

He scoffed, looking at the boy standing in the shadows in the corner of the stage.

Ah Heng stared at the corner where Yan Xi was standing, staring at the dark shadow in the darkness, and looking at the big eyes in the darkness, which slowly became dim and slowly disappeared.

Obviously, everyone's eyes were on Chen Ti, and it was obvious that everyone had forgotten the existence in the darkness, but Ah Heng saw his panicked, even sad and angry soul.

He stood straight, so beautiful, but no one looked at him again, never again.

Ah Heng felt that her blood was flowing backwards, she stood up with some difficulty, clutched the plastic seat under her tightly, roared in her ears, and walked forward step by step.

What a strange feeling, such a big world, such a noisy crowd, and only the sound of their own footsteps can be heard.

"Ah Heng, where are you going?" Siwan's worried voice was drowned out by the crowd.

She stepped onto the stage from one side, and with all her strength, smashed the chair in her hand at Chen Ti.

She felt that she wanted to kill him.

When the music stopped abruptly, when everyone was silent, she reached out and grabbed the boy in the corner of the stage with all her might.

"Yanxi, go home."

The boy stood in the dark, looking at her, and what he didn't have time to put away was the vague alienation and suspicion in his eyes.

Suddenly, he smiled, holding her hand softly, but when he looked up, his eyes were blank, cautiously indifferent and sharp.

She looked back at him, a little sad and angry.

Some cherished things are clutched in their chests, staggering, unable to find an exit.

She grabbed Yan Xi's hand and didn't look at him anymore, just ran forward. At that time, there was only one thought in my head: go home, go home quickly. She was going to take Yanxi home.

However, when he got home, Ah Heng's movements were only a piece of machinery. She took Yan Xi directly to the bathroom, turned on the shower, picked up the shower, and tested the temperature with the palm of her hand.

Cold, hot, lukewarm.

"Ah Heng, what are you doing?" Yan Xi smiled, and his face was even clearer and more beautiful than usual.

"Close your eyes." Ah Heng's face was expressionless.

"Oh." Yan Xi obediently closed his eyes.

She took a towel, dipped it in water, and gently wiped the carefully carved makeup on his face.

"It hurts." Yan Xi opened his mouth and pouted.

"Bear with me." Ah Heng's face was cold, his face was full of anger, but the movements of his hands were more gentle. Eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth...... Slowly revealing the truth.

She wiped the corners of the boy's forehead, and it was not until she saw the familiar handful of childish fluff that the breathing disorder eased slightly.

After a long time, Ah Hengfu opened his mouth again: "Bow your head." ”

Yan Xi obediently lowered his head. Ah Heng frowned, and untied the ribbon on the young man's head little by little.

"Isn't it pretty?" Yan Xi spoke, joking in a tone.

Ah Heng was silent, looking at his hands full of hairspray and hairpins, quietly took the shampoo, gently rubbed the young man's wet black hair with the palm of his hand, rubbed it for a long time, and rinsed it off. The soft black hair still smelled of hairspray, an unpleasant, suffocating smell.

The second time, the third time, it still can't be removed, and it seems to have a mark on it.

In the bathroom, it was so quiet that only the sound of the water was slow.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the girl threw the sprinkler in her hand.

"What's so good? A boy is not good at being your master, what kind of little girl to learn, what kind of braids, ugly to death, ugly to death! I've never seen anyone as ugly and ugly as you! ”

Ah Heng roared and trembled, his voice was so loud that it was almost out of control, and it was not at all the gentle and laborious of his usual days.

"Got it." Yan Xi looked at her, lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and fell silent.

After a while, she asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you know!" ”

He looked up, embarrassed, and tried to speak, but found that the girl was already wrinkled, hiding the sparkle in her reddened eyes.

He looked at her, resting his head carefully against her neck, in a quiet and dependent posture, like a child, with a loss: "I'm sorry. "Wet hair, water droplets fall quietly.

Ah Heng gently pushed him away, turned his back, and took a deep breath, but because of the huge depression, tears fell hotly.

"Yan Xi, don't say sorry until you learn not to suspect Wen Heng, a stranger."

The phone rings.

At six o'clock in the morning, who will it be at this time?

Ah Heng took the phone and said, "Which one?" ”

The other party laughed: "I, Chen is tired." ”

Ah Heng said in a cold tone: "Something?" ”

"I thought you'd thank me. I didn't expect ...... It's too hurtful to be at the same table. Chen Ti's voice was playful.

"Where did you get so much self-righteousness?" Ah Heng's voice was cold and piercing.

"Isn't it? I took the place of Yan Xi's singing and didn't push him into Ice's footsteps. I don't think you can't fail to see how similar Yanxi and the dark and rebellious parts of Ice's personalities are. Chen Ti's tone was firm.

"You've always hated Yanxi, haven't you?" Ah Heng took a deep breath and spoke calmly.

"If you were me, what would you do if someone you were so infatuated with Yan Xi that you couldn't help but miss Yan Xi deeply?" The other party was still smiling, as relaxed as if an old friend was chatting.

"So, take revenge on Yanxi?" Her tone became more and more cold.

The other party chuckled: "At first, I thought so, but suddenly I felt tired and realized that things were not what I imagined, so I wanted to stop."

"As you saw later, although Yan Xi was not satisfied, I didn't do anything heinous." He felt that he couldn't be more justified.

"After all, I didn't cause any real harm to Yan Xi, did I?"

It's just that he was almost disfigured, which is really depressing. Ah Heng's impulse that day was completely beyond his expectations. This girl has always been sensible, although it is not as wise as the person's cold and wise, but at least compared to Siguan, it is more intelligent and transparent.

To this day, he still doesn't know why Ah Heng was annoyed with that kind of appearance that day, and his expression exploded, as if he wanted to kill him quickly.

Even Wen Siwan didn't do this, did he guess too shallowly, or did she hide too deeply?

On the other end of the phone, it was silent and cold, and Chen Ti could hear the breath of the person on the other end, surging and suppressed, and it was clearly the anger hidden in the darkness that could not see the light.

After a long time, she opened her mouth, and thunder exploded above her head: "Don't fucking tell me you can't see it, what Yan Xi is most afraid of is not being buried in the ground like that bullshit Ice, but being abandoned by the whole world!" ”

The boy held the microphone, unable to move, unable to speak...... Shock.

This was the first time in his life that he had heard Ah Heng swear.