Every night that turns into a mosquito

It wasn't until Yu Xing shook his hand in front of him that An Yu came back to his senses.I saw Yu Xing frowning, just like the high school dean's expression when he caught a student secretly playing with a mobile phone in the back row: "What are you thinking?"

An Yu hurriedly lowered his head, and whispered, "I'm thinking about how to use my chest to make my voice..."

Yu Xing glanced at him suspiciously: "I'll sing it again, you pay attention to the way I speak."

Just like this, he sang along in a daze all afternoon, An Yu didn't know what he had learned, and the sun was going to go down in more than an hour, so he had to disappear from Yu Xing before he turned into a mosquito.

So the idiot student with no musical talent bid farewell to the strict music teacher Yu Xing: "Brother Yu, that... it's getting late, why don't we practice again tomorrow?"

Yu Xing seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his lack of seriousness: "With your current level, you may not be able to sing in tune after half a year of practice. Why don't you work hard?"

An Yu felt ashamed. The singing competition was his business. It was not easy for Yu Xing to teach him so hard. He actually wanted to find an opportunity to be lazy. It really shouldn't be.After observing the topography of the recording studio, the crew of the "Super Artist" program group is ready to call it a day. If he and Yu Xing stay here, there should be no cameras to continue filming.

So as long as he can grasp the timing, hide in the bathroom when he is about to turn into a mosquito, and come out after sucking blood, he should not be discovered...

But who knew that he just changed his plan, Yu Xing said again: "Well, the program group is about to withdraw, and it's not good for us to stay here. You go to my house, and we will continue practicing at night."

An Yu:? ?

Unable to accept the hospitality, An Yu tremblingly went to Yu Xingjia for the first time as a human being.When he turned into a mosquito and came to Yu Xing to suck blood, Yu Xing usually stayed in the study or bedroom, but this time he took An Yu to the piano room downstairs.

It was a white piano, with a perfectly streamlined design and a lacquered exterior with a gold edge.An Yu couldn't help being amazed that Yu Xing's pianos looked so extraordinary, standing out from the crowd just like his people.

Yu Xing opened the cover of the piano, calibrated the sound of the piano with a tuner, then turned to An Yu and said, "Then shall we continue?"

It took more than 40 minutes on the way from the studio of the program group to Yu Xingjia, and it was already past six o'clock. An Yu was worried that he would soon become a mosquito, so he had no choice but to hide: "That... I want to go first. Let's go to the bathroom, okay?"

After Yu Xing told him the location of the bathroom, he sat on the sofa in the piano room and waited for him.An Yu quickly locked the door, and after about seven or eight minutes, he finally turned into a mosquito.

Afraid of Yu Xing's impatience, he quickly got out from the bathroom door, and was about to find Yu Xing's position to suck blood, but he smelled a strange fragrance.

The temptation of that scent was more attractive than blood, An Yu was dizzy, his brain even lost the ability to think rationally, and flew towards the source of the scent entirely by instinct.Just a second before he was about to fly a moth to the flame, he finally saw the source of this fatal temptation, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

In the piano room of Yu Xing's family... there is actually a row of pitcher plants!

An Yu has never been to the piano room in the form of a mosquito, and he didn't notice this row of plants with strange shapes when he came here just now. It wasn't until he became a mosquito and smelled the bewitching fragrance that he really noticed these contradictory things. potted plants of the day.

Nepenthes differs from other plants in that it has a unique nutrient-absorbing organ—the pitcher.The shape of the pitcher is a cylinder, and there is digestive juice in the cage. Nepenthes releases a scent that is fatal to insects in the pitcher. After being attracted by this unique aroma, the mosquitoes will accidentally fall into the cage bag inside, and then become fertilizer for pitcher plant growth.

The aroma that An Yu just smelled was the smell of the pitcher plant's feed-attractant.

This smell is much stronger than the smell of blood. An Yu, who has turned into a mosquito, at most thinks that human blood is like a delicious meal. When he is hungry, he can't wait to pounce on it, but the smell of pitcher plants... Can make him hallucinate!

An Yu flapped his wings in bewilderment, vaguely feeling that the row of pitcher plants hanging on the shelf seemed to have disappeared, and Yu Xing was standing there waving at him.The most important thing is that this Yu Xing is still smiling while waving, his eyes are so charming and seductive, his eyes are so gentle that water can drip.

That Yu Xing looked at An Yu affectionately, and opened his arms to him: "Come here, An Yu, let me hug you."

An Yu giggled inwardly, and flew over involuntarily.

Yu Xing smiled and said, "An Yu, do you like me?"

An Yu vaguely saw Yu Xing's thin pale pink lips, those lips opened up and down, saying the most beautiful and seductive love words: "If you like me, come and hug me, kiss me... "

He couldn't wait to rush over.

But at this moment, a clear piano sound suddenly sounded in my ear.An Yu turned around, and saw Yu Xing sitting next to the piano with a cold and aloof expression, immersed in the ocean of music, integrated with the noble-looking piano.

When I looked back again, I found that Yu Xing who was exuding fatal temptation just now had disappeared, and his little mosquito was now a few millimeters away from the pitcher of the pitcher plant. The magma that smashed him into thousands of pieces.

An Yu's heart almost jumped out, and he hurriedly left this place of right and wrong, and flew to the real Yu Xing.

Thinking of what he had just seen in the hallucination, An Yu felt that he was probably in a daze.Leaving aside the fact that it is impossible for Yu Xing to show such a gentle and seductive expression, let's just talk about his strange imagination... He actually had such shameless thoughts about the actor? !He actually wanted to hug and kiss the actor? !

Thinking about Yu Xing's face in reality, if he really rushed over regardless of life and death, he might be beaten until his mother didn't recognize him...

An Yu sighed, and quietly landed on Yu Xing's neck, poking his mouthpart into the blood vessel.He actually thought desperately while sucking blood, if Yu Xing really turned into that kind of affectionate look...it seems not bad.

It took almost half an hour from the time he escaped with urine, to the time he returned to the bathroom after sucking blood, and then to turning into a human.When he came out of the bathroom, Yu Xing looked at him strangely.

In order to prevent Yu Xing from having a bad impression of "constipation" on him, An Yu quickly changed the topic: "It's time for dinner, what do you want to eat, let me treat you to dinner!"

Now Yu Xing looked at him even more strangely: ... just came out of the toilet and was about to eat ...

An Yu scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well...you like Sichuan food, so you should also like hot pot, right?"

Hearing what he said, Yu Xing really felt a little hungry, but going out to eat was a waste of time, and when they came back, they probably didn't have much time to practice, so he refused: "Going out is a waste of time."

An Yu took out his mobile phone with a smile: "We can order takeaway!"

Twenty minutes later, the takeaway staff from the "Lao Hai Hai" hot pot restaurant brought pots and side dishes to / door / service / service, and a hot pot feast that was more sumptuous than at the hot pot restaurant was at Yu Xing Wannian, which had never been fired. The restaurant starts.

An Yu took a bib, rinsed the duck intestines and hairy belly, then fished them out and put them on the plate in front of Yu Xing: "I especially like hot pot, duck intestines and hairy belly can be cooked in eight seconds. The fresh ingredients you eat, try it, it's crunchy, it's great!"

There is no problem that a hot pot meal can't solve. This sentence is absolutely true.After drinking and eating, Yu Xing talked more than before. He leaned on the chair, looked at An Yu opposite him through the hazy hot pot steam: "Actually, your voice is pretty good."

An Yu didn't feel anything at all: "But the singing is ugly."

"Music is a way for people to express their mood and thoughts, but you always regard it as an impossible task, so naturally there is no way to sing a good song." Yu Xing looked at him, "So you have to try to sing with your heart , when you fully integrate yourself into the music, the songs you sing will have their own unique flavor.”

The words sound reasonable, but how do you sing with your heart?An Yu has always felt that singing requires talent. A person with zero talent like him can even sing two tigers out of tune, and gets nervous when he sings. How can he sing with his heart?No matter how much Yu Xing teaches, he can only play the piano to the cow.

"When you understand this song, you can naturally feel him with your heart." Yu Xing knew where his difficulty was, and his eyes seemed to see another person through An Yu, "The song "Flying" is actually my song. Written when I was 16, to one of my most important friends."

Unexpectedly, there was a past event behind this song, An Yu couldn't help being curious: "Best friend?"

Yu Xing nodded: "He has been with me for a long time and treats me very well. I love him very much. Even...beyond the feelings between friends."

Hearing this, An Yu inexplicably felt a little jealous.It transcends the emotions between friends... So what kind of existence is in Yu Xing's mind the person who can make Yu Xing act for him?

"But he died." Yu Xing's voice was muffled, "He left me when I was 16 years old."

"I helped you choose this song, not only because this song is suitable for singing a cappella. There is also an important reason...you are very similar to him." Yu Xing looked at him silently, his thoughts seemed to drift away.

An Yu didn't know whether to be happy or sad.If you think about it positively, Yu Xing feels that he resembles this friend, which may prove that he already has a place in Yu Xing's heart; but if you think about it badly...he is just a substitute for the most important person in the past.

An Yu sighed and said in a low voice, "What kind of person is he...?"

Yu Xing raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, he seemed a little hesitant, before he paused for a while and said, "His name is... Doudou, and it's... a golden retriever I've raised for ten years."

An Yu: ...? ? ?

Dare to feel that he is... a dog in the movie king's heart? ? ?