Dont look at me

When the two left.

Yu Meng glanced at the small house for the last time, the small shiny particles in the air were still jumping.

He laughed, seemingly relieved.

It seemed that the things that had been imprisoned for many years disappeared at this moment.

The door closed slowly.

The soft sound of locking the lock cast a layer of cloth over everything in the past, and nothing was revealed.

After two days of leisure, Yu Meng continued to concentrate on creating.

Every time Ao Ge went in, he was kicked out within 3 minutes.

Very bleak for him.

The whole body is low pressure.

He is angry.

Dulian almost knelt down and promised Yu Meng again and again, just stay and watch, don't harass, don't talk, don't move, even breathe lightly.

But this time, Yu Meng was quite ruthless.

Just four words, "Go out, close the door."

Only the sound of the piano came from his closed room, intermittently, as if he was composing music.

Seriously, every sentence, every rhythm, and every bar repeats the melody many times.

Find the feeling that suits you best.

Aoge, like a stone watcher, stood at the door from time to time and peeked in through the crack of the door.

Like voyeurism.

At this time, Ao Xiaodi always passed by with a look of disgust, and then took a photo and posted it in the group to make everyone continue to laugh at him.

During this time, the other staff of Wufu were not idle.

After all, the working hours are not short, and I don't play musical instruments very much.

Everyone drilled into the rehearsal room and started practicing, striving to return to their peak state.

There was only one Ao Ge, and he was farting.

She only sings a good night song to Yu Meng when she is sleeping at night, and does not open her mouth at other times.

at last.

Yu Meng finished all the lyrics and music, and printed a few copies directly to Jian Tianzhen and the others. Everyone read the lyrics and music and began to read them by themselves.

After you are familiar with it, practice together to find the feeling.

Coincidentally, the next day happens to be Ao Ge's birthday.

But the weather was calm, and no one seemed to be celebrating.

It seems that I didn't even think about it.

All of them are picking up the score.

During the joint practice, they were also talking about the rhythm points of each place and changing positions.

No one ever mentioned the birthday thing.

Ao Ge felt that he was afraid that he would be forgotten, so he curled his lips sadly.

Pretending to be casual, she kept dangling in front of Yu Meng's eyes.

"Mengmeng, do you think I'm handsome today?" He said while tugging at his newly bought T-shirt.

Yu Meng glanced at the huge lemon printed on it, and replied perfunctorily, "Well, handsome."

Ao Ge thought he changed the subject very quietly, "What date is it today?"

Yu Meng fixed the drum stand without raising her head, "Forget it, look at the calendar by yourself."

Ao Ge: "..."

There are still ten hours before my birthday.

Ao Ge found that Yu Meng was not at home.

I called him and found out that he went to the orchestra.

It seems that there is some rehearsal today, and he wants to get the list of participants.

Ao Ge secretly sent him a WeChat message, trying his best to get his attention.

Yu Meng stood on the curtain beside the stage, watching the rehearsal of Yu Fangqiao and the choir.

Time is tight, but they are well prepared and have great confidence in this performance.

Not long after watching it, the phone vibrated.

Yu Meng didn't care and continued to read.

1 minute later.

Continue to vibrate.

It's like fucking crazy, non-stop, continuous vibration.

Yu Meng: "..."

He took out his mobile phone, and it was full of Ao Ge's messages.

The Tibetan mastiff is a pig: Mengmeng, is Mengmeng there?

Tibetan mastiff is a pig: Baby, guess what I'm doing.

Tibetan mastiff is a pig: the weather is really nice today.

Tibetan mastiff is a pig: What's the date tomorrow?

Tibetan mastiff is a pig: My calendar is broken, the characters are garbled, I am afraid it is infected with a virus, please help me to find out what the date is.

Yu Meng replied speechlessly, "The 32nd is the day you go to the hospital for a follow-up visit."

Ao Ge asked stupidly, "Huh? What's wrong with me?"

Yu Meng: "Stupid disease."

After work.

Yu Meng pushed down her hat, she didn't even bother to take her tired bag, she hung it upside down around her neck, and walked out unsteadily.

As soon as he went out, he saw Ao Ge waiting at the bottom of the stairs.

He was riding that clown motorcycle, wearing black boots, with one long leg propped on the ground, with a cigarette in his mouth, dressed in a cool and eye-catching manner.

The whole person is filled with "recruiting bees" and "attracting butterflies".

Sao broke the sky.

Seeing Yu Meng, he blinked and a Wink came.

Yu Meng walked over and punched him, "Why do you look so handsome, seduce me?"

Ao Ge narrowed his eyes, handed him the cigarette in his mouth, and asked him to take a puff, then said slowly, "I've been seducing you all the time, it depends on whether you take the bait or not."

Yu Meng lowered her head and smiled, and was about to step into the back seat when she heard a voice behind her.

"Ao Ge?"

It was Yu Fangqiao.

Surprised and nervous, he walked over quickly, looked at Ao Ge and began to stammer, "You, you're back? You disappeared for so long, I thought..."

Ao Ge nodded at him friendly, "Yes, I went back with Mengmeng."

Yu Fangqiao looked at Yu Meng again, frowned and asked, "Are you still together?"

Yu Meng had nothing to say, so she straddled the back seat and started yawning.

Ao Ge suddenly stretched out his hand in front of Yu Fangqiao's eyes as if showing off, and shook it, "See, the wedding ring, we are both married."

He said with a smile, "We will be distant relatives from now on, don't be shy, if you need help from me, just ask, if you can help, tell me."

He said goodbye politely, twisted the handlebar and rushed out.

The sound of the rumbling engine pierced Yu Fangqiao's ears sharply, he was a little dazed, and there was a big hole in his heart.

After such a long time, the feelings have not diminished at all, but at the moment of seeing him, they become more intense, like a dam that has burst its embankment.

It turned out that I liked it so much.

The heart hurts so much.

The sound disappears.

Several people around are still discussing.

"So cool! Who's that handsome guy?"

"He's here to pick up Chief Lemon! It must be his friend!"

"It doesn't look like it, it's so intimate..."

Yu Fangqiao shook a little unsteadily.

Obviously, I have never owned it before, but why is it still so uncomfortable.

There are still three hours until Ao Ge's birthday.

This critical moment.

Yu Meng actually said that she wanted to go to Gu Sanyu to change the piano score.

Ao Ge sat on the sofa with his arms folded, with a displeased expression on his face, "Why do you have to go tonight, can't you go the day after tomorrow?"

Yu Meng glanced at him sideways, "The competition is about to start, and if you can change it as soon as possible, you have to change it as soon as possible. Once you get used to it two days later, it will be difficult to correct it."

Ao Ge picked up the water glass and took a big gulp of cold water, "Then I'll go with you."

"What are you thinking? When Xiaodi comes back to cook for him, he didn't eat last night. Can you feel sorry for him." Yu Meng refused decisively, and even found him a job, put on his shoes and went out again up.

Ao Ge's face was full of clouds, mixed with deep grievances.

He took out his mobile phone and called Ao Xiaodi, "Where are you, little brat? Why didn't you eat last night? Don't you want to mess around?!"

Ao Xiaodi was silent there for a while, and said in a very considerate tone, "Brother Ao, have you been abandoned by Mengmeng? Tsk tsk, it's so pitiful, I can hear your inner crying from here."

The corner of Ao Ge's mouth twitched, and he couldn't bear it and said, "Fart your fart." Then he hung up the phone severely.

Just as he was going to the kitchen to cook, he saw Ao Xiaodi send him a message.

- Brother, don't cook for me. I'm playing at my classmate's house tonight, so I won't go back.

Ao Ge clutched his phone and couldn't speak. After a while, he leaned weakly on the sofa and sent a voice message to Yu Meng, "I was abandoned, I was forgotten, Xiaodi won't come back for dinner, and you won't come back, leave me alone." Said, still going to hang out with that woman, my heart hurts so much, I'm about to bleed."

I sent a bunch of sick words, all of which fell into the sea.

There is still an hour before Ao Ge's birthday.

Jiang Jin called, and the first sentence he received was, "Brother, come out for a drink! I've already drunk you idiot! Hurry up!"

Ao Ge narrowed his eyes and thought about it, "But, if you don't drink me down today, I'll kill you."

Jiang Jin was terrified and speechless, "...Are you sick? What good will my death do you?"

Ao Ge was nervous again, "There are too many people, and I want to make some contributions to the country."

When he arrived at his club, he found that the place usually full of cars was now empty.

There is no sound even behind the curtain that "bang bang" 24 hours a day.

He was a little confused, and wanted to ask Jiang Jin if the shop had closed down.

I lifted the huge graffiti cloth and walked inside, but the lights were not turned on.

It was pitch black.

After passing the passage, I saw a little light.

Following the white dot to the dance floor, he realized that it was the overhead light of the central stage.

Only that one is the incandescent lamp that I am most familiar with.

Under the light, a person is sitting.

He was wearing a simple white T-shirt, and the broken hair on his forehead was slightly curled, with a lovely curve.

Fresh and natural, like a teenager.

Full of the breath of summer, the taste of crushed ice.

The light is gentle, outlining the figure.

Like a painting, it depicts dazzling and bright colors.

He looked at Ao Ge who was facing him, and spoke softly.

The melody is soothing and relaxing, as if talking about the youthful memories of teenagers.

"Deep in the church

i am a saint

smoke

But flock to it. "

Ethereal and ethereal, pious as if in a church.

The boy closed his eyes and prayed to God.

It seems that Yaoyao's love is difficult to express, the road is full of thorns and bumps, but he still stepped on it.

Walking very steadily, but also with a slight anxiety.

The soft-spoken melody suddenly changed, and he stood up slowly, his body muscles slightly tensed, smooth and full of strength.

He bent down slightly, followed the rhythm and began to roar in a low voice, as if shouting out his inner firmness and fearlessness.

"Dig your nails into my back

drive your nails into my back

it will bite till the end

never consumed. "

The young man doesn't have any singing skills, but relies on his sincerity and enthusiasm with all his strength.

It was as if the ghosts passed through the night, allowing Ao Ge to see his cleanest and clearest soul.

It's full, it's all.

-I love you.

"Sometimes I think

i will get better

Draw a prison with you

Still Ispend all my money on these views

Cause one of that shit matter susphere with you

I'll still give my all for this scene

no self-indulgence

For there is nothing troublesome about you. "

Yu Meng kept staring at him, focused but shy and affectionate, like a stubborn and proud little beast, never compromising on everything around him.

But only to him, showing a softness that has never been seen before.

Ao Ge walked towards him step by step.

Wherever you step, the darkness dissipates, and the warm lights light up little by little, like colored glazes that suddenly appear in a black and white dream.

Dazzling as day.

The sleeping world suddenly wakes up.

In a colorful bright.

I only saw you.

-Dig your nails into my back

drive your nails into my back

no regrets

ghost without tears

desolate by day

you are the sun

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Song title "Put your nails in my back"

Double meaning.

[-]. "I want to be nailed to my heart by you and become your belief."

[-]. In the psychedelic haze, I drove a car and thought for myself.