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"Fuck, what are you doing?!" The drunk got up from the ground, took a beer bottle and threw it at Qi Yu's head.

Qi Yu picked up the guitar to stop it, and with a "crash", the bottle shattered.

Qi Yu and the drunkard scuffled into a ball, seeing more and more people watching, Xiao Ling dragged him to run quickly.

If someone took a video of this and posted it online, it would be even more impossible for Qi Yu's career to improve.

The two were running, and felt someone was chasing them, so Qi Yu ran into a corner, rolled out a big motorcycle, threw the helmet to Xiao Ling, and said briefly: "Get in the car!"

Xiao Ling was also polite, put on his helmet neatly, and the two walked away.

Qi Yu drove all the way to his home, to be precise, it was the house he rented.

The house is not big, but it has everything.

After Xiao Ling looked around the room, he found that Qi Yu's guitar was broken.

Qi Yu also saw it: "It's okay, it can be repaired."

He took off his coat, Xiao Ling found that his arm had been cut a lot, so he quickly grabbed Qi Yu and looked carefully: "I have to go to the hospital."

"Forget it, don't you ask for death when you go to the hospital?" Qi Yu pointed to the cabinet next to the bed, "There are bandages and red medicine inside, please disinfect and bandage me."

Xiao Ling found what Qi Yu said from the cabinet, he raised his eyebrows: "You have all these things."

"I can't help it, it was the main dancer before, how can there be a main dancer who is not injured?" Qi Yu sat down on his knees obediently in front of Xiao Ling, staring at him to treat the wound.

Because of the original owner's physical problems in the early days, Xiao Ling was also very used to dealing with these wounds. He carefully cleaned Qi Yu's wounds with clean water, then applied red lotion, and bandaged them up.

After smearing, Qi Yu posed a cool-looking pose: "Come on, how can a real man not get hurt!"

Xiao Ling said seriously: "If you have an infection, you still have to go to the hospital."

"I see, you are father, not mother, so wordy, I will put down the guitar."

Qi Yu stood up and walked towards the room around the corner.

Xiao Ling suddenly remembered something, and immediately stood up and chased after him: "Wait a minute, Qi Yu! Let's wrap another layer of bandage on your arm!"

He followed the corner and saw that there were two doors here.

Xiao Ling thought for a while and found that the door on the left was ajar. He knocked on the door and walked in.

Once inside, Xiao Ling was shocked.

The room was small, but it was filled with shelves on all sides, reaching up to the ceiling.

These shelves are filled with all kinds of weird plastic figures, some are boys in orange ninja suits, and some are girls in pink pleated skirts holding magic wands.The row above is full of models, among them there are a bunch of mecha models that look like robots and have a sense of design. The sign next to a red model seems to be written "red triple speed" by Qi Yu. Character.

Xiao Ling was attracted by these things he had never seen before, and when he turned his head to look again, there were dolls on a row of shelves on the right.

These dolls are all exquisitely dressed, dressed even more than celebrities, and some dolls still have ancient makeup. It seems that they are not made of plastic, but resin.

Everything is neatly arranged in categories and covered with plastic covers for protection.

Qi Yu, a person who follows the route of cool brother, actually likes these little things in his heart.

Xiao Ling thought: How much do these things cost?

"Xiao Ling? Where are you?" Qi Yu put the guitar on and walked in from the next room, just looking at Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling: "Ah...Sorry, I thought you were in this room, so I came in."

Qi Yu was stunned for a long time, and then his face flushed instantly, he put his hands on his face, and exclaimed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Xiao Ling was quarreled to death by him, so he quickly clarified: "I didn't touch your collection, including your dolls, so you like cute dolls..."

Qi Yu screamed: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Xiao Ling: "..."

Xiao Ling originally pushed the door open and came in directly, but now he turned to face the door and found that there was a huge poster stuck on the back of the door.The person on the poster is wearing a black and white costume and is preparing to dance with his head bowed. He stands quietly among the thousands of stars, becoming the most special one among the stars.

And the person in this poster is him, Xiao Ling.

Eh?The son actually collected his posters.

Xiao Ling then joked, "This poster..."

After being finished, he was interrupted by a groundhog scream, and was pushed out of the door, which was slammed outside.

Xiao Ling was puzzled, so he had no choice but to go back to the living room and sit down.

After a while, Qi Yu came out, as if nothing happened, and said calmly: "Two strings of the guitar are broken, just find a musical instrument store to replace it tomorrow."

Xiao Ling: "Just now I saw on your door—"

"If the store says it can't be repaired, I can just buy one." Qi Yu seemed to have not heard what Xiao Ling said at all, and continued on his own.

Xiao Ling: "..."

What is this, a forced restart of the world view?

Xiao Ling had no choice but to change the subject: "The song you sang at the bar today doesn't seem to be our group's song."

Qi Yu hurriedly followed up on this topic: "Yes, this is a song I wrote myself."

"Oh? You can also write songs." Xiao Ling smiled lightly, "Why don't you sing a song for me now? The bar was too noisy before, and I couldn't hear anything clearly."

Qi Yu was taken aback, as if a little at a loss: "You, you, you want to hear me sing...but the guitar is broken, so I will sing for you."

Xiao Ling was very happy: "Okay."

Qi Yu didn't seem to know where his hands and feet should be placed. He "cough coughed" twice, pulled himself together, and began to sing.

This is a very soothing and lyrical song. It is different from the rock music that Qi Yu used to sing in the team before. It is more like a blues music, with a touch of depression and self-expression, but not sad or cynical. The lyrics are Face life with an open-minded and nostalgic attitude.

——Those times, those flowers, those distant places, those teas

—Where did the homeless man go, the light of the field shone on him

——Where did the homeless person go, he didn’t come home today

——Those years, those poems, those memories, those nights

—Where did the homeless go?

—Do you remember him?

——La la la, la la la, today he still has no home

……

After Qi Yu finished singing, he looked at Xiao Ling a little embarrassedly.

However, Xiao Ling's eyes were a little wet when he heard this song. This song actually reminded him of the period when he first came to this world. He was in such a mood. He had no home to return to. He was clearly in Fanhai, but his heart was wandering forever. .

Xiao Ling asked softly: "Why do you want to write such a song? It doesn't seem to be in the same style as the songs you sang before."

"I don't know either..." Qi Yu was taken aback by Xiao Ling's gentle tone, but he still answered honestly, "I suddenly realized this during this period of time... It doesn't matter whether a person is famous or not, or has money or not." , as long as he can't see who he is and what he really wants, he will be like a person who will never have a home."

"By the way, the inspiration for this song actually comes from the variety show we recorded before. It was recorded with Shao Qian in the countryside. Do you remember?"

Xiao Ling nodded: "I remember."

"Did you write a sentence in the copywriting at that time 'Xiao Qi was attracted by the sweetness in the air, and he returned home, the light in front of the door was calling him'... I suddenly remembered this sentence some time ago, and I wanted to use it as a home I wrote such a song with the theme of calling the wanderer home." Qi Yu glanced at Xiao Ling quietly again, "I think the 'light' here is not necessarily the real light, light...it can also be A person, as long as there is such a beam of light in your heart, you can follow the light and walk on the right path...I think every person who writes a song will write a kind of hope deep in his heart into the lyrics. Therefore, Xiao Ling, in fact, I have always wanted to thank you...you taught me how to face my sincerity..."

Xiao Ling was listening quietly at first, but suddenly, Qi Yu's words seemed to flash across his mind like a bolt of lightning, making him blessed instantly.

Xiao Ling grabbed Qi Yu and asked excitedly: "What did you just say? Say it again!"

"I..." Qi Yu was inexplicably caught by him, "I said I always wanted to thank you, and..."

"Not this sentence, the previous sentence!"

"The previous sentence? I said that every person who writes a song will write a hope deep in his heart into the lyrics..."

"Ha!" Xiao Ling stood up and hugged Qi Yu happily, "Thank you! I know how to solve this crisis!"

Qi Yu: "?"

What did he do? ? ? ?

Xiao Ling said sincerely: "You know what? If I were a detective, then you must be the best detective partner."

Qi Yu: "!"

Qi Yu was flattered to receive such high praise suddenly.

But what did he do? ? ? ?

Xiao Ling wanted to deal with the next thing, so he bid farewell to Qi Yu immediately. When going out, Xiao Ling turned his head and smiled, like the brightest starlight in the night sky: "I saw the poster on the door of your room, I didn't expect you to be so Worship me."

Xiao Ling blinked: "...Next time I will sign your poster?"

Qi Yu: "...you get lost!"

After speaking, he immediately slammed the door.

When the sound of Xiao Ling's footsteps had gone away, Qi Yu stood up restlessly, went back to the collection room, and looked at the poster on the door.

Qi Yu whispered: "I...don't worship you at all..."

One day, he will definitely find a chance to get up again, and the wanderer who can't find a home will return to his hometown one day, and then as an equal...to see this beam of light, and at that time...just We can get along as equals.

—Where did the homeless go?

—Do you remember him?

On the way Xiao Ling went home, Shao Qian also called and said that he knew that Xiao Ling had been disturbed by rumors recently. If he had the identity of the official youth idol representative, these rumors would be reduced a lot, so Shao Qian said that he planned to help Xiao Ling fights for it.

Xiao Ling expressed his thanks, but also rejected Shao Qian's proposal.

On the phone, Xiao Ling said sincerely: "Thank you Mr. Shao for always treating me with respect, but I will solve my problems by myself, and I will definitely be recognized in a dignified manner."

Shao Qian was very helpless after hearing this: "You... I knew you would say that. You always walk the straight path, but others don't."

Xiao Ling pursed her lips and smiled: "I can't control other people's way of life, it's just that I feel that more beautiful things are happening in this world every day than I can think of, so my actions must be worthy of this beauty. world."

Shao Qian was helpless and relieved: "Okay... I believe you will take care of it."

As soon as Xiao Ling arrived home, a small whirlwind-like figure rushed towards him with a crisp voice: "Brother Xiao Ling!!!"

Xiao Ling hugged the other party in surprise: "Xiao Yuan, you are finally here."

Looking up, Yan Chengyi had already returned from his errands in his hometown, brought Xiao Yuan back, and was bowing his head to Xiao Ling.

And Xue Wenshu also leaned against the wall, looking at Xiao Ling quietly, there seemed to be an indelible tenderness in his deep and wise phoenix eyes.

This is Xiao Ling's home.

He was no longer homeless.

Xiao Ling's heart suddenly moved, and Qi Yu's words came to mind, "The light... can also be a person, as long as you have such a beam of light in your heart, you can follow the light and walk on the right path..."

That's right, didn't he actually follow the light all the way to keep going?