Dust's Perjury

It turned out to be Wu Chen news posted on Weibo.

The right person who was gossiped couldn't help but click in, and unexpectedly found that Lin Sha was paying attention to him quietly.

Wu Chen raised his eyebrows: Why are you sneaking around?

Could it be...he cared a little about himself?

Still feel ashamed to have a relationship with a traffic artist?

Wu Chen smiled and stuffed the phone back without being too entangled with it.

The next day, the heavy snow in Beijing covered a vast expanse of whiteness.

Lin Sha was awakened by the bright light from the gap in the curtain, and his memory came back after a while.

He realized that there was a bed under him, and he stretched out his hand to feel it randomly. There were traces of someone else lying beside him.

Is it Wu Chen?Did he really stay?

Lin Sha was in a delicate mood, his face felt a little hot unconsciously, and he even felt that it would be fine if he didn't fall asleep.

Unfortunately, another, more serious problem was brought to the fore in an instant: the wheelchair...wasn't by the bed!

His eyes widened uneasily.

Because of being half-paralyzed and living alone, Lin Sha has to arrange everything in a regular manner, not to mention the wheelchair he relies on to move?It must have been Wu Chen who brought him here. He must have been completely unaware of the importance of the wheelchair, so he walked away in such a reckless manner.

Huge depression and low self-esteem hit Lin Sha's heart.

He had no choice but to hold on to the bedside table and try to sit up, then fell to the ground and crawled to the study to find a wheelchair.

It's my own home, but I have to crawl on the ground. It's so ugly.

Lin Sha, who has long been accustomed to reality, was instantly dragged back to the desperate days after the car accident, and even shed tears unconsciously, and then hurriedly wiped them away.

"Teacher? Why did you fall?!"

Wu Chen's surprised voice sounded.

Sitting on the carpet, Lin Sha looked back in a daze, and saw this guy with his upper body naked and a towel draped over him, his pretty face was wet and full of concern.

Wu Chen rushed over and carried him back to the bed easily: "I'm washing my face, why don't you call me when you wake up."

Lin Sha was silent.

Wu Chen knelt down and looked up at him carefully, and asked anxiously, "Are you crying?"

Lin Sha turned his head quickly: "What are you talking about, why are you still at my house?"

Although her cheeks were still as pale as usual, the tip of her nose was red, and there were tiny teardrops sticking to her long eyelashes, she clearly cried before!

Wu Chen frowned: "Is the teacher afraid that I will walk away without making a sound? No, I—"

Lin Sha tried to restrain himself: "Help me push the wheelchair over."

"Oh!" Wu Chen realized this, and immediately ran back to the study to do so, and then came back to put on his shirt: "I watered the flowers for the teacher, and heated the buns in the microwave. Is there anything else I need to do? I have to go out in a while record the show."

Lin Sha still sat there blankly: "No, thank you."

Wu Chen peeked at his thin figure, feeling a little unbearable, coughed softly: "Then I'm leaving."

Lin Sha nodded.

Wu Chen packed up his things and was about to leave. After taking two steps, he turned around and smiled: "Teacher, why are you quietly following me on Weibo? You found out by accident."

Lin Sha raised his eyes immediately, his face changed from pale to red at a visible speed, and he froze for a few seconds before saying, "I, I may have made a mistake."

Wu Chen smiled even more, waved his hands and said, "Sister Su Qiu wanted to record the song for me a few years ago, so teacher will come to help me then! The appointment is made!"

Lin Sha, who still hadn't recovered, nodded, and waited for him to disappear before climbing into the wheelchair and turning out of the bedroom as usual.

Sure enough, there were quick-frozen steamed buns in the microwave, and there was a glass of freshly soaked milk next to it.

Lin Sha picked it up and bit his mouth cautiously, and for some reason, the tears that he had suppressed just now fell down again in vain.

In this day and age, as long as social resources are willing to lean on a person, no matter how ordinary that person is, they will emit a strange light.

If he had no financial background, Wu Chen would be at the age of university at this time.

But he is better off than most people, even his eyes are still immature, and he is already famous.

A few days later, Lin Sha felt uncomfortable when he was invited to the recording studio.

Not to mention that Su Qiu, the arranger, and the sound engineer were all on the alert, but just talking about the assistants who were shouting and hugging each other was enough to make people's heads ache.

Fortunately, Wu Chen didn't have the slightest airs. When Lin Sha entered the door late, he smiled reassuringly: "The teacher is finally here, let me pick you up next time."

Lin Sha received everyone's attention instantly, and said uncomfortably, "It's a bit of a traffic jam."

Wu Chen took off his jacket: "Come on for me, please tell me what's wrong."

Lin Sha nodded, met Wang Zhi's staring eyes, and comforted him: "You wrote the song yourself, and you must understand it better than anyone else."

People who engage in art and entertainment are very concerned about whether God rewards them with food or not.

It seems that the illusory talent must be transformed into a god with distinct likes and dislikes.

However, if there is a God, he must also like Wu Chen very much, right?

Given his delicate face, beautiful voice, and a healing smile, it is clear that just singing a simple campus love song is enough to melt the hearts of all the women present.

Lin Sha listened intently through the glass, and occasionally gave some sweet advice. Coupled with Wu Chen's modest cooperation, the single was recorded within a few hours.

Wu Chen came out drinking water, and was the first to ask Lin Sha, "Teacher, I'm not disappointing you, right?"

Lin Sha smiled lightly: "Very good."

Su Qiu said, "It's quite pure."

"Why does it sound like Sister Qiu is saying that I have no soul?" Wu Chen opened the bento that Wang Zhi had prepared a long time ago: "I have tried my best."

Su Qiu smiled: "No, it's your personal characteristic, but it's a different taste to let someone with more experience sing."

Wu Chen suddenly asked, "Can Teacher Lin sing?"

Lin Sha didn't have time to answer, Su Qiu said quickly, "Of course, he's a talent from the music academy, okay?"

Wu Chen said, "Teacher Lin, please demonstrate to me."

Lin Sha refused: "I'm just writing songs, performing things like this -"

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the recording studio is booked, and it's a waste if you don't record." Wu Chen waved to the miscellaneous staff: "You all go out quickly, are you ready for the afternoon shooting? Check with the magazine. I only have An hour's time."

Lin Sha watched the large army disappear before entering the recording studio helplessly.

He is not afraid of music, music is almost the only light in his life, but he has never sung in front of Wu Chen, so he is a little uneasy.

But that's okay, singing is far easier than talking.

In fact, Wu Chen was just curious, but when the prelude was over and the first lyrics sounded, he forgot to eat the food in his hand: Lin Sha's voice is so gentle and calm, but his subtlety of enunciation, breathing skills and orgasm The timing is like a flaw in the embellishment but it is just right. Compared with Wu Chen's straightforwardness, it is more like the master of this song with many twists and turns.

Su Qiu enjoyed listening to it, and applauded when Lin Sha came out: "Wow, I'm about to become your fan again!"

Wu Chen hadn't fully recovered yet, but Wang Zhi looked displeased, and gave Su Qiu a wink to signal her to go out and talk in detail.

Lin Sha smiled: "You still have other things to do. Now that the recording is finished, I'll go home."

"Don't worry, I'll see you off later, Sister Su Qiu even ordered a meal for you at the restaurant." Wu Chen finally picked up the bento again and asked with a delicate expression, "Have you ever thought about becoming a singer, teacher?"

"Me?" Lin Sha laughed, shook his head, and turned to look out the window because of the excessive silence in the room: "Look, it's snowing again."

Wu Chen: "Hasn't it been down for several days?"

Lin Sha didn't say anything more, Wu Chen stared silently, he couldn't suppress the strange emotion in his heart, but he didn't know what it was.

The withdrawn Lin Sha insisted on leaving alone in the end. In order to save time, Su Qiu followed Wu Chen into the nanny's car, and on the way he took a notebook to confirm various matters about releasing the single.

The sleepy Wu Chen agreed one by one, bowed his head and played the game half-heartedly.

Su Qiu saved the memo and said with emotion: "The snow is so heavy that the car can't move."

"Beijing is alright, but it's more ferocious in the south." Wu Chen chatted.

"Yeah, the snowy scenery in the circle of friends is almost a magic tool for confession." Su Qiu smiled.

Wu Chen was puzzled: "Confession?"

Su Qiu: "That's right, haven't you ever heard Natsume Soseki say 'I love you' as 'the moonlight is so beautiful tonight'? Now it's popular to say—it's snowing" when you miss someone.

Wu Chen sat blankly holding the phone.

In fact, he heard Lin Sha singing in the recording studio at noon, and his body was sore. Now thinking of what Lin Sha said, the sourness is still sour, and the heavy has turned into a light feather.

What happened here?

It's all speculation, but my heart is beating faster.