What he sang is all fake

It was different from hearing about it in some conversations, nor was it the feeling of looking into the eyes of the other party in the photo, Bei He had to face Zhou Xiucheng directly, and then re-recognized what is called "aura".He has never really seen any powerful elites in the mall, but he has a general impression of such people because of the scenes in the movie episodes - suits and leather shoes, vigorous and resolute, Zhou Xiucheng is indeed like this.

The man combed his hair back and wore a well ironed dark gray suit. He was tall and stood upright.He has a peaceful complexion, and the sharp features in his eyebrows and eyes when he was young have been restrained.These are things that can only be seen in such elders. After all, Zhou Nan or Qi Chen are young, and in terms of aura, they can only match him two or three out of ten.

Therefore, it is understandable that Bei He was so shocked that he could not speak at this moment.He was instinctively afraid, because he knew that his appearance would bring a new tsunami, but in front of such a person, he couldn't lie.It is futile to speak eloquently, to quibble or hide.He was stunned for three or four seconds, he knew that he must be stupid looking so helpless.

"...Please come in."

Bei He took a step back and opened the door for the man, took a pair of cotton wool from the shoe cabinet and dragged it on the floor, then went to the kitchen counter and poured a cup of hot water on the bar counter.He unconsciously put his hands behind his back, his fingers twisted together uneasily.

"How did you... Zhou Nan tell you this address?"

Zhou Xiucheng's eyes quickly swept from the open kitchen to the living room, turned around and looked towards the stairs, and finally moved back to Bei He's face.He paused for a few seconds, not because he was unwilling to answer this question, but because he was thinking about what to say to the child in front of him.

"No, he didn't know about it." Zhou Xiucheng said briefly, "I bought this apartment when Qi Chen moved in."

Bei He was completely stunned.His unconcealable shock fell into Zhou Xiucheng's eyes, in exchange for a faint smile.It's already so straightforward, there is no need for other sincere or false greetings. "So, he's upstairs?" Zhou Xiucheng took a sip from his water glass and asked again.

Bei He was about to break out in a cold sweat. This was someone else's family matter, so he shouldn't have had much room to talk.However, "family affairs" - the word itself represents absurdity.After feeling shocked and ridiculous, he would naturally feel displeased and even angry because he stood in Qi Chen's position.

"...So, do you have anything to do with him?" Bei He forced himself to squeeze out these few words, "I'm sorry about Auntie's matter, but—"

"Since you've met Donghua, you can guess it." Zhou Xiucheng didn't seem to be bothered by the delay of the child in front of him. Instead, he looked at him twice more because he tried his best to defend someone, "OK Now, boy, call him down."

Upstairs, the door of the room was closed, and Qi Chen was sitting at the desk with his earphones plugged in, with a sketchbook spread out in front of him.The lines in architecture are always regular and orderly. Every horizontal and vertical curve is supported by meticulous logic and formulas. It’s not that there can’t be any unconstrained designs, but that unconstrained and unconstrained gravitation cannot be overridden. The cost of realizing new ideas is not high. Low, and not so needed by most places.

It's been a while since I drew a picture, Qi Chen should have thought that he was a handyman.But I didn't expect that when he held the pen, there were many perverted and tortuous lines in his mind.The outlines of several buildings that he had thought about but never thought to delve into became clearer. The timing of the inspiration was a bit strange. He searched for a long time but couldn't find the ruler. Draw on paper.

When someone patted his shoulder from behind, Bei He's voice just rang through the earphones.There was a time when Bei He looked through his playlist, grinningly added several songs he had sung by himself. AB5's songs had more popular elements, so he didn't have the nerve to add them. Later, Qi Chen casually added them in.I took away the diary and pen, sent away the cat and you, and locked the secret of February NO.14 in the drawer.It was this song again, just like the first time he saw it, he raised his eyes and saw him standing in front of him.

"Qi Chen?" Bei He glanced at his sketchbook, and forced a smile, "Are you busy?"

"what happened?"

"There's someone looking for you, it's... Zhou Nan's father." God knows how much Bei He didn't want to say these words, and when he saw Qi Chen paused with a blank expression, his heart also tugged. "—If you don't want to see me let him go back."

Qi Chen put the earphone cable aside, put down his pen, closed his notebook and stood up. "It's okay." He pressed Bei He's shoulder, "You stay here."

Bei He watched the door being gently closed, his hands and feet were cold.This is so cruel, he just thought the sky would clear up, but in fact, what happened next was torture for everyone.He needs to do something... do something?Bei He sat on the corner of the bed, his whole body was stiff, and his whole body trembled when the phone vibrated in the pocket of his pajama pants.

Chu Xiaofei's name was horizontally displayed in the center of the screen, Bei He stared blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered something.

"Hey Xiaofei? Have you gone downstairs yet?"

Chu Xiaofei on the other side of the phone clicked his tongue, "Why, you don't want me to come after hearing your tone?"

"no……"

"I just want to say, I won't go to your place today." Chu Xiaofei didn't mean to chat at all, he said succinctly, "Big Dipper has been fattened up by my mother, don't worry. I have something to do , let’s not talk about it.”

This was probably the shortest call between them. Chu Xiaofei heard Bei He hum, his voice drifted, but he didn't have time to care about it. He was just a scene of utter distress.

The parents at the dining table sat there solemnly, and the father sighed and said "tell him." He waved his hands and went to the balcony to play chess with the old lady.Putting that kind of demeanor in any family ethics drama, it would be followed by another sentence of "doing evil...", but she sighed helplessly, and couldn't tell the dusty past.

Chu Xiaofei's eyes fell on the diary in his mother's hand.A few days ago, Beihe threw him a strange question and then lost contact. There was no movement in Weicheng, but it was the news that Zhou Nan’s mother had fainted. Then Zhou Nan and Beihe were photographed in the hospital. It seemed that he was not involved. I kept the door behind closed doors and questioned him silently for three days.

God can play people around like fools, but parents who know well can't.

"Are you willing to say it?" Chu Xiaofei opened the chair and sat down, "Before anyone quits the team, let me know now before it's too late."

"Xiao Nan wants to...retire from the team?" The woman asked with some trepidation, "Is it because of Dong Hua...?"

"It's not him, maybe it's another one." Chu Xiaofei murmured.He brushed his hair and put on a posture of listening attentively, "Okay, let's talk."

He has seen the photos in the diary. My mother used to take them out frequently, saying that the beauties of their younger generation are the real beauty. There is no PS or hyaluronic acid, and every frown and smile are all natural and solid colors.The two women in the black-and-white photo are indeed beautiful. A row of people are standing by the lake with umbrellas, their skirts fluttering in the wind.

On the back of the photo is written a line of small characters with a pen, in Daizhou Lake in [-], with Yang Donghua.

"You were not born at that time." Chu Xiaofei heard his mother sigh softly.

Thanks to her habit of keeping a diary at that time, she completely recorded that state of mind in neat or scribbled handwriting. The physical handwriting will not be erased by time, but the feelings in people's hearts will.After decades of time, even the ups and downs will be worn away, and the memory is so fragile that when she reads them again, she will be shocked like an outsider.

After all, she is an outsider, so she may forget.Although she said caring words all these years, she obviously refused to think about and delve into it. How could she know that when this kind of thing was revealed by the next generation, it would be her son who opened the mouth.

"In late autumn 24 years ago, Dong Hua, that is, Zhou Nan's mother, came to me suddenly, saying that she met an old gentleman on Xiangshan Mountain, and she couldn't help but make a fortune for her, saying that she would welcome a second son, and then her career line would be different. It's over. The most important thing is...the twins must be raised separately, otherwise one of them will die at the age of 12..."

The moment Chu Xiaofei heard the word "Second Son", he knew that this matter was a certainty. Even if he had already guessed [-]% to [-]% based on everyone's reactions before, he was also [-]% certain, but he really heard it with his own ears. It was confirmed by a credible person, but he was still filled with a sense of absurdity from head to toe.

It was so ridiculous he almost laughed out loud. "So Auntie believed it? Please? Were you all so superstitious in the last century?"

"Do you think I haven't thought about it? When she made the choice, I was angry for several days." Chu's mother's expression was only a wry smile. She slowly flipped through a page of the diary. They were all her own complaining and sighing words back then, a little eager and a little hypocritical, but the sum of these was less than one-tenth of the five feelings in their hearts at that time. "Do you know that Zhou Nan had a car accident when he was 12 years old?"

Chu Xiaofei was stunned for a moment, "What does that have to do with this..."

"On his birthday 12 years ago, Zhou Xiucheng flew back from the United States. The family driver went to pick him up at the airport, and Zhou Nan excitedly wanted to follow him. At that time, he was wearing a seat belt and sitting on one side of the back row, and the door on the other side was completely closed. The truck driver who was knocked down and overworked died on the spot. Fortunately, the child survived, but the injury on his back at that time also bled a lot, that scene..."

She opened her mouth and couldn't bear to describe it any more.Her trembling voice dropped and turned into a frightened whisper. "Then tell me, if there were two children sitting in the back row that day, wouldn't it be..."

"Is it certain that one will die?"

Chu Xiaofei was speechless.He still found it absurd and ridiculous, but he couldn't say anything to refute it. After all, who can tell such things as fate?

At least life is worthy of awe.

"I think the same as you, baby." Mother Chu sighed, and turned back a few pages of the diary until she saw the words "November [-]th". "Even Donghua thinks this way. Although she finds it ridiculous, she also feels lucky, 'Fortunately, she chose this way', do you think so? She blames herself and is grateful every day, wandering between doubting herself and convincing herself Yes, if it's this kind of suffering, her illness... would make sense, right?"

Makes sense, but still ridiculous.The grown-ups, the past, and the present, the whole world itself, are ridiculous.Chu Xiaofei couldn't laugh, he was stunned for a long time before he found his voice, "...so how did she choose?"

The box was opened, with a zipper on one side, two boxes of tea in the corner, and a long purple box.

Take it out to parents.

Qi Chen's text messages were still so cold and clear, and there was no word please, but seeing the words were like people, Qi Mei seemed to be able to see her brother standing in front of her, talking to her in a flat but sincere tone, as usual every day .

She completed the task 10 minutes after seeing the text message, but she put these two things on the dining table, wrote a note and pasted it aside, and then dragged the box and ran away.

A gift from Xiaobei to the two of you.She just wrote such a sentence, she didn't dare to say more, and she didn't dare to see their reactions in person.When she left on her own, she began to understand Qi Chen a little bit. This feeling was indeed very refreshing and free, but it also required courage.

The high-speed rail passed Daizhou Station and stopped for a quarter of an hour.The ups and downs of the network made Qi Mei completely put down her mobile phone. When the call came in, she was leaning against the car and taking a nap, and the buzzing and vibrating sound of the mobile phone on the table brought her back to reality.

"Ah...Mom?" Qi Mei called out tentatively, "Did you see the things on the table?"

The woman sighed, "I see, where have you been?"

Hearing that the tone was okay, and she didn't mean to throw it directly into the trash can, Qi Mei was half relieved. "Ah, what about me, I'm going back to school to get something, I'll be back later! It may be later, my roommate asked me to sing K! Ah, let's not talk about it, my phone is out of battery, and you should go early if I don't go home Sleep in and talk about it tomorrow, bye bye bye."

Before the person on the other side had time to say anything, Qi Mei hung up the phone directly. She let out a long sigh of relief, looked up again from the scrutinizing gazes from the surrounding seats, and smiled awkwardly twice.The feeling of lying and acting under the watchful eyes of the public is quite red-hot, Qi Mei lowered the brim of her hat, raised her phone screen to look at her face, to be precise, she took a picture of her dark circles.

Then another line appeared on the screen.

Tell your brother that you won't embarrass them. It's almost New Year's Eve and you should go home.

Qi Mei blinked slowly, and at this moment, the pool of tears she had emptied three days ago was filled again.Just this sentence, she almost shed tears again.

Qi Chen, bastard.Qi Mei's slightly baby-fat cheeks twitched twice, and she quickly pressed her fingers on the screen to dial a number.

If you don't answer the phone, you're dead.

After all, it is... After all, it is a child who almost lost.Mother Qi sat at the dining table, her fingers gently stroking the beautiful pearl necklace.Until now, when she thinks back to the winter 24 years ago, she still feels scared.Dystocia, hemorrhage, shock, every word makes people shudder.She remembered the numb pain, the sign that life was being lost—not just her own life, but the life that would become an extension of hers.

Fortunately, he survived, they all survived, the mother and child are safe, the family is harmonious, and a cheerful little daughter was added a few years later, so it is already a blessing without borders.Not only those who have lost will know how to cherish, but also those who have stayed on the edge of losing.The beauty of the day is still there, what else can she ask for?

Qi's father opened the tea pot, and a light fragrance came to his face.He walked slowly to the kitchen and boiled a pot of hot water.The end of the year was approaching, and it was the first time that the house was so quiet. At this time in previous years, not to mention visiting relatives and friends, there were two children making some noises at home, which was also different from now.

It's been so long, he leaned against the window and waited for the water to boil, and there were children playing with cannons downstairs, he was startled when it exploded.It is better to take a sip of hot tea, the taste is mellow, after all, it is a good tea carefully selected by people.

After all, it is much better than the cup of tea that someone handed over in the aisle full of disinfectant water at the end of the years.

"The mother in the next ward gave birth on the same day, but it was a dystocia. After a long time of rescue, the baby still couldn't be saved. The poor expectant mother fell into a coma. When the doctor told the father the sad news, Xiu Cheng and Dong Hua made that decision I don't know exactly who mentioned it...but I guess it was Donghua."

"'When it's time to choose, you'll know.' She said that the old gentleman had said this, and she obviously didn't think about it deliberately, but it was printed in her mind that night, and she said she thought it was the It's time. Zhou Nan was born 1 minute before the early morning of the [-]th, another child was born after midnight, and another baby died at [-]:[-]. Obviously they are very close..."

"But it was drawn in two days, in two worlds, and the living ones were pulled so far apart."

While talking, the emotions that have been digested for a long time came from the other side of time, making people's eyes wet again.Mother Chu took out a tissue and stuck it to her eyes, while the person sitting across from her was silent and motionless.

"Then... what will happen after 12 years old?" At the end of the silence, Chu Xiaofei suddenly remembered the most important question, "What will happen if they meet now?"

"12-year-old brothers are against each other, and 24-year-old brothers are fighting against each other... What will they fight for? I can't even imagine a sensible child like Zhou Nan."

Fight, fight.Chu Xiaofei felt that he was stunned, and actually started to think about this question along this line of thought, why can't he be half-pointed?they will fight...

He gasped sharply.

Others may not know, but as the only insider besides the person involved, he has already seen the answer.

Ha, it's such a funny thing.

Chu Xiaofei finally laughed out loud.

"Hello...Brother?" The phone was connected, and Qi Mei raised her voice and asked, "Are you at home?"

The other end of the earpiece is very quiet, the air seems to be frozen, and the breath of the listener is silenced.

"En." Qi Chen responded.

Qi Mei swallowed her throat, trying to suppress the soreness in her chest. "You, what are you doing?"

"There's something wrong." Qi Chen didn't answer the question, he paused, and asked, "What's the matter?"

What's the matter instead of what's the matter, a slight difference in tone is an extremely rare thing for Qi Chen.Although Qi Chen didn't apologize or comfort after her reckless scolding a few days ago, the gentleness in his voice immediately soothed her remaining dissatisfaction.

Why are you so easy to coax? I... Qi Mei sniffled, pretending to complain, "You know how to answer the phone now? So what... I still have three hours to arrive in Yidu, this time I greeted you You, come and pick me up, your box is dead heavy..."

Qi Chen paused for two seconds, then immediately responded.

"Okay, send me the train number and see you at the exit."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Chen put the phone flat on the marble table with a click, poked the clock and set an alarm, as ruthlessly as if counting seconds to bill.

"I'm going out in two hours, please give a brief summary of what's going on."

The man's eyes didn't move away from his face for a moment, from the time he walked down the stairs, to the seat next to him and sat down, to the time he took out the vibrating mobile phone and answered the call, every look in his eyes, He is carefully observing every inch of expression.

After all, even through the lens, through the eyes of others, he has already stood behind him, watching silently for too long.

"You know who I am, right?" Zhou Xiucheng asked straight to the point.

Qi Chen nodded, "Yes."

He calmly looked at a passerby, this is the cruelest thing.It is not the cruelty of any individual, but time or life, the world or an individual, all of which are cruel intentionally or unintentionally.

But it is because of cruelty that the preciousness of perfection can be highlighted.If there are delicate flowers blooming in the broken soil, it will be more beautiful than the mediocre so-and-so in the garden.

Bei He sat in front of the desk, trembling for a long time, unable to think about anything.He pinched the golden bookmark and flipped through Qi Chen's sketchbook unconsciously until the last page.

It exists like a memo page, with many notes and formulas listed in pieces.Among the messy characters, his eyes focused on the name.

His own name, Bei He.

The meaningless writing lists what the owner of the book is thinking about halfway through, and then where his mind wanders.When was this imprint? His fingertips rubbed a little bit of lead dust, but he couldn't imagine when and where this was. Qi Chen thought of something about him and wrote it down.

Bei He blinked slowly, and held the pencil that rolled to the side.

He added four characters stroke by stroke after the name.