What he sang is all fake

Can I leave you and start again?”

The piano accompaniment became lighter little by little, and so did Bei He's voice.Just like the fairy tale read before saying good night at midnight, there is no big wind and waves, just a comfortable and ordinary vulgar story.The melody itself is gentle and gentle, but the lyrics and his voice hide endless sourness.The two contradictory blends together are so gentle that it makes one's heart palpitate.

What am I doing?

Beihe was also thinking about this question.

"but if

I'm always so self-willed, I always live up to love

Is it that I am not so lucky to have you alone

if if

I will bring misfortune, I will cause separation

Should I just leave you and go retrograde again?

i am willing baby

For you I will"

Qi Mei called Qi Chen over and over again, but no one answered, she frantically sent a few audio clips of the scene, and then typed with shaking fingers.The liquid dripped on the screen and was quickly wiped off by her. She couldn't bear it anymore and left her seat and ran to the sidelines.

It was also here, in the same place, in the convenience store with the same lights on, when he and he were still strangers to each other.I went around and came back last autumn. Qi Mei from that time and space pulled Qi Chen to watch the concert on a whim, laughing and chatting here that he looks like someone, but unexpectedly the real story started from that day and ended here It will also become a rumor, passed to the ears of thousands of people, and passed on in the future, it is said that their love will last forever, or that they will stay together for a hundred years.

Qi Mei finally got through the phone, and before the other party could say anything, she yelled out, "I don't know what's wrong with you, but listen!"

Can you hear him crying? He sang that he was willing to leave was a lie, did you hear that?

She talked a lot in a mess, and the person on the other end of the phone didn't respond, but she seemed to hear Bei He's voice resonating with the air through the receiver.

"Are you listening to me? What are you doing?!"

"Shh." Qi Chen interrupted her.

I am drowning.

Bei He locked himself in the dressing room, and would not open the door no matter who knocked.Are you happy now?He looked at the wet face in the mirror and asked himself.He listened to Chu Xiaofei and Li Qi'an, who were in charge of the front field, trying to smooth things over for him, saying that he had read too many tragic novels recently, and was infected by the love that the protagonist in the drama couldn't ask for, but didn't know.To a certain extent, it is not a lie, the novel is the reality of another world, and love is an infectious disease, no matter inside or outside the play.

He changed the lyrics the night before, and every word he sang during practice brought him back to the past and back to reality, and the sweet moment made him soak in the honey pot, and then he was cramped by gouging out the bones.He fell into a knot of self-torture, singing the most truthful and most contrary words.

He thought it was here—

"Beihe, open the door."

When this voice sounded, Bei He thought it was an auditory hallucination.There was a rustling sound outside the door, and someone asked the administrator for the key.It was Zhou Nanyu, he opened the door and turned his back, and then Qi Chen walked in.

There was a small circle of people outside the door before, but they were all chased away by Song Yixiang, and now no trivial sounds can be heard.There is a VCR in the infield, and five young and good-looking smiling faces are clustered together on the screen, just like this small cubicle, like every corner of the world, there are always people laughing or crying to celebrate.

Bei He quickly took out a few pieces of paper and covered his face, trying to remedy his messy face.But it didn't help, even though he knew he was facing the most important conversation of his life.How should he explain it? He clearly said that he would overcome it, but he was still bound, still living under the spell, he was afraid, and he wanted to quit.

Qi Chen pulled a chair and sat down beside him, Bei He didn't dare to look at his face, he could only feel that someone was holding a tissue to his eyes.I don't know how many times I repeated this gentle movement before he called his name again.

"Northern River." He said, "Northern River."

"Didn't I say that you would like this name if I called it a few times?"

Qi Chen's voice was very deep, very gentle, pure gentleness, not infected by his emotions at all, neither sweet nor sad.Because he has his insistence, he despises anything that can be called bondage.

He tried to raise Bei He's face, but the other party lowered his head firmly, it didn't matter, so he took his hand.

Didn't say anything anymore, you see, he's really not good at talking.

The silver ring was pushed to the root of Bei He's thin white finger, and it locked the position where he used to hold a small piece of red rope to play with.

Bei He froze in place, trying to focus his sight on the ring.

Qi Chen leaned over and kissed his eyes.

"I heard you say yes."

"No," Bei He said stutteringly, "I mean..."

Yes--

Are you willing to leave?

He has kept the words stuck on his lips several times, can he say it now, can he explain his wavering.In other words, the wavering he thought had been persuaded by his own singing.

In front of thousands of viewers, his love for him was finally secret enough to be open and honest.

"What is it?" Qi Chen asked patiently.

"Yes Yes--"

Beihe spent a long time, but still couldn't explain why.He really cried like a mess, hating himself for being so hypocritical.

But when he meets Qi Chen, he really can't help it. He will worry about gains and losses, will be frightened, and will do any series of willful things that a fool in love would do.

"sorry."

"anything else?"

Bei He gradually stopped sobbing, moved over slowly, and hugged him like he did hundreds of times before.There was another noise outside the corridor, and Song Yixiang viciously counted down the countdown at the door.See, his life has always been like this, flustered, ups and downs.

But the last thing to come back to is still here, or this hug.

It was raining lightly somewhere thousands of kilometers away, and the reed fields were rippled like the surface of water.

The floating leaves on the river set off on the wind and headed north.

Bei He suddenly moved closer to Qi Chen's ear.

"My real name is—"

The ten fingers were clasped together, and the brand-new ring shone with peaceful light.

He whispered a name in his ear.

What he sang is all fake

Finish

All the good things said

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