Canary [Rebirth]

The surroundings were too noisy, and Pei Xiangque was not very sensitive to sound, so he could only vaguely hear the singing on the stage, and couldn't feel good or bad. Most of the excitement just now faded away, so he turned his head unconsciously Go see Lu Yu.

Lu Yu sat next to him, with his head half raised, his eyes fell on the stage with great interest, as if he was very interested in that person's song.

Uncle Lu, doesn't Uncle Lu only like his own songs?Other people's songs can't arouse his interest, and can't help him fall asleep.

Maybe he should have been happy because of Lu Yu's happiness as he thought and expected last time, but he felt a little untimely unhappy in his heart.

Pei Xiangque was startled, subconsciously grabbed Lu Yu's hand, held back, turned around and tried to force himself to listen to that person's song, the voice was noisy, no matter how serious it was, it couldn't overcome the hearing impairment, and couldn't hear anything So come here.

He has suffered from this disease since he was a child, and he has adapted to this situation very well. He will not easily feel any strange emotions because he can't understand other people's words, but now he feels inexplicably anxious because he can't understand the song sung by this person.

Finally, Pei Xiangque couldn't bear the burning anxiety, moved closer to Lu Yu, and asked softly, "Uncle Lu, does he sing well?"

Lu Yu only felt a heat source approaching him, so he had to turn his head to see Pei Xiangque's slightly furrowed eyebrows and trembling eyelashes.

The singer on the stage has dyed white hair, and the metal rings on his ears are shining brightly. He is holding up the microphone, and he is shouting the last line of the lyrics heartbreakingly. Suddenly, the lively voice overwhelmed all the surrounding words.

The colorful lights followed the man's footsteps to the other side, far away from here, Pei Xiangque could vaguely see Lu Yu's handsome face through the dim light, and heard him say, "...that sounds good."

Uncle Lu said that he sings well, is it better than me?

Hearing this, Pei Xiangque was in a daze, as if he was entangled in unknown emotions just like the scene when he heard Lu Yu meeting his blind date last time.Even deeper than that time, loss and sadness intertwined.

It's different, he thought in his heart, I can sing better than him, and I definitely will.

Lu Yu was a little strange, he was still fine just now, but when he turned around, he was downcast, "What's wrong?"

Pei Xiangque murmured in his heart for a long time before he could recite the sentence smoothly, and asked loudly in Lu Yu's ear, "What's the name of that song just now? I, too, want to sing..."

"Where does Ah Pei want to sing?" Lu Yu asked him softly, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Is it here?"

Pei Xiangque couldn't quite understand people's faces, and the person in front of him was Lu Yu, and he wanted to hide it. He was full of courage, and replied foolishly, "Well, I want to sing here too."

In fact, there is another sentence, but it cannot be said before it is sung, so I can only add it shyly and silently in my heart.

Sing it to my Uncle Lu.

Lu Yu bent his lips, "Okay, I'll take you to sign up there. But, why do you want to sing this song?"

It was different from before, Lu Yu closed his eyes half-closed, suppressing the excessively cold and untouchable desire, his little canary could no longer just sing for himself.

Pei Xiangque was still a little nervous, she pursed her lips, and her originally light-colored lips were dyed a slightly brighter color, "Because, because I like it!"

The stage was not set up just for this band. After the band sang a few well-known songs and the atmosphere of the audience became enthusiastic, they temporarily left the stage and left the stage to the audience. After all, this was a buffet reception.Those who want to show their singing voice, want to continue singing to express their love to the person they like, or want to sing on stage for other weird reasons should sign up at the backstage, and then arrange the time according to the sequence.

Lu Yu didn't go too late, and there were a lot of people who signed up. The two of them were lucky, and they happened to be the last ones in the queue.There are many songs in the middle, and it will take more than an hour to arrive at Pei Xiangque.

Lu Yu took Pei Xiangque's hand and walked through the crowd to the beach. It was empty and lonely, only the two of them.Pei Xiangque took off his shoes, threw them aside, squatted on the wet beach, searched for the song with the music software on his mobile phone, plugged in his headphones and played it.

The melody with a strong sense of rhythm vibrated on his eardrum like an explosion.

Until this time, he didn't feel the moving part of this song.Even with my eyes closed, I couldn't understand the lyrics. I just hummed softly along with the melody, and my throat became thirsty unconsciously.This is completely different from the local community in the south of the Yangtze River he used to sing, but Pei Xiangque didn't know where the confidence came from, thinking that he could sing well.

Lu Yu stood beside him in silence, his eyes looked far away, as if he had landed on the far end of the horizon.

Pei Xiangque used to like to sing very much. He was discovered by scouts because of his looks. After signing the contract, he found out that this newcomer was not overly shy, but sick and speechless. By this time, it was too late to regret.However, Pei Xiangque's face was too good-looking, and the agency was reluctant to give up, so they arranged for him to work as a model.But Pei Xiangque still didn't give up his dream of singing, and kept applying to the company. Even before Lu Yu raised him in captivity, he still worked hard, secretly taking vocal music lessons with other trainees, and memorized a lot. this note.

Speaking of which, it was Lu Yu who completely cut off Pei Xiangque's dream and made him his canary.

But once again, he was not very willing.Even the desire for monopoly that was inherited from Qiu Zihong and engraved in his bones was defeated because of his little sparrow.

Where Pei Xiangque couldn't see, Lu Yu's eyes were gentle and hot, as if he was going to swallow him up, but they just stopped here and would not go any further.

One desire overwhelms the other, that's all, even if the one is temporarily unsatisfied.

And Pei Xiangque didn't know this at all. He listened to this song several times and wanted to try to sing it, but he always wanted to give the best singing voice to Uncle Lu. Try without letting him hear it.

No matter what, Uncle Lu deserves the best.

Thinking of this, Pei Xiangque raised his head, grabbed the corner of Lu Yu's T-shirt, pointed to his throat pitifully with the other hand, and asked softly, "Uncle Lu, can you bring me a drink?" ?”

Lu Yu bent down slightly, "What do you want to drink?"

Pei Xiangque thought for a while, "Take, take some wine."

"You're only so old, you're not yet an adult, so you can't drink alcohol." Lu Yu smiled lightly, rejected his request, and made other suggestions, "Would you like to drink watermelon juice, or soda?"

Pei Xiangque shook his head, "There are a lot of people over there. I'm afraid that when the time comes, I'll be so scared that I won't be able to sing."

Lu Yu patted him on the head, his expression unchanged, "Little sparrow is so timid, does he need to drink to strengthen his courage?"

Pei Xiangque nodded cowardly, and looked at his Uncle Lu eagerly. Lu Yu couldn't refuse this kind of look.

Sure enough, he exhorted, "Stay here and don't run around." It was his acquiescence.

When Lu Yu walked out of the beach, Pei Xiangque's legs and feet were numb, and he pushed his hands back and sat on the sand.And not far away, Cheng Yonghe, who had been squatting relentlessly, finally got his chance.

The author has something to say: Uncle Lu's "rival in love", Pei Pei's "rival in love", let's solve the pair!

Xiaoque: Yesterday when Uncle Lu was sleeping, he was talking in his sleep, talking, talking, saying that he wanted to eat braised sparrows!

Da Pei: Then... why don't you pluck your own hair and send it over?

Xiaoque: Why don't you say we are alone now! ! !

Da Pei: Sorry, our names are different.

Uncle Lu who fell asleep with honey, did he sleep, did he sleep, or did he not sleep?