A pity for the same disease, long illness becomes O

Cheng Xilie stood in the middle of the band, shed her depression and stood upright.

His head was raised slightly, his tight jaw line was sharp, connected with his slender neck and small Adam's apple, he looked aloof and stubborn.

Cheng Xilie and Li Jin looked at each other, their eyes were firm and confident, like a pine tree standing upright after the snow, Li Jin's messy heart suddenly became quiet, he took a deep breath, and touched the keys with his fingers.

With the sound of the piano, the surrounding immediately cheered.

The "maintitle" chosen by Cheng Xilie, yes, the theme song of "Game of Thrones".

Compared with the original song, Li Jin's performance is faster, more powerful, and more oppressive.

Driven by the galloping piano notes, cello and French horn followed closely, the style of the music became magnificent, touching the nerves of the audience inch by inch, everything was brewing to the extreme, like fireworks leaping into the sky, everyone was waiting Look at the explosive point that shakes the heartstrings.

Amid all the attention, Cheng Xilie held the piano and bow calmly, with a quiet temperament, a noble demeanor, and a restrained charm, like a hermit in a deep valley, handsome and charming.

At the moment when everyone held their breath, Cheng Xilie's slender and white hands urged the bow, the strings danced, and the passionate violin cut into it perfectly. In an instant, it was like Daenerys born in a storm riding a dragon for the first time. Looking down on the world, it seems that Jon Snow was reborn in blood in the dark night, as if the army of white ghosts swept the Great Wall of the North, as if the ice and fire of Westeros were rekindled...

The majestic notes brought the scene of raging flames and changing colors of mountains and rivers to everyone's eyes again.

The square was instantly lit up.

Everyone raised their hands high, shouted and moved to the rhythm of the music, and fell into the feast of carnival.

Ling Qiantong was completely dumbfounded.

Xie Konggu looked at the performance area and remained silent for a long time.

Li Jin and Cheng Xilie were surrounded in the center of the crowd, screaming "Encore", but couldn't get out for a long time.

Seeing more and more people gathered around, Li Jin simply picked up Cheng Xilie and ran away, running until he got to the art building to get rid of the entanglement.

Li Jin leaned against the wall, supported his knees with his hands, pulled off his coat, and gasped for breath.

"Ding Ding!" The phone's WeChat rang.

[Xiaotian O]: Brother Xiaojin, I'm not feeling well, my cousin sent me back first, you have fun!

Li Jin shook his phone towards Cheng Xilie: "Someone retreated despite the difficulties, the violinist."

Cheng Xilie smiled and patted Li Jin on the back: "It's better for you to take care of me, piano master."

Li Jin bent over to rest, with a low angle of view. When he turned his head to look at Cheng Xilie, it automatically turned into looking up. On the contrary, he felt that Cheng Xilie could bear this kind of looking up.

"I didn't expect you to play the violin so well. I also learned it for a while back then, but it was too difficult and boring, so I gave up." There was unabashed admiration in Li Jin's words.

Cheng Xizheng didn't seem to want to discuss this topic, and flicked the admission ticket in his hand with his fingers: "Go to the art exhibition, but I am a complete layman in Huahua, you have to explain it to me."

Li Jin looked at Cheng Xilie's small Adam's apple that moved up and down when he spoke, licked his lips and stood up: "There is a fee for explaining, 50 grams of pheromone for one lecture."

Cheng Xilie rolled her eyes, turned her head and left: "I won't listen."

"Hey!" Li Jin immediately caught up with the man and brought him back: "It's free, it's free! Give me some face!"

Some people just can't get their position right, they don't know what their status is in the family, and they dare to negotiate terms, so they overturned.

The "two-person world" lived comfortably, playing until dark before walking back, carrying all kinds of snacks in hand.

Before getting into the car, Li Jin turned his head several times, looked around vigilantly, and then stuffed Cheng Xilie into the car.

"What are you doing? Lost something?"

"It's okay, I heard a strange sound, it's too dark, I can't see clearly."

"Leave him alone if it's nothing important."

"En." Li Jin responded, taking out a chocolate bean from the jar in his arms and throwing it into Cheng Xilie's mouth, "Try this again, what does it taste like?"

"Hmm~ It's not delicious." Cheng Xilie frowned, with a look of disgust, "It's weird, like soap."

"Hahaha!" Li Jin laughed and threw one into his mouth, and jumped up as soon as he took a bite, "I'll go! Mustard!" It was so hot that it smoked.

Cheng Xilie staggered from laughter, slumped on the seat and couldn't get up.

When I got home, I found that the dinner was very rich, and I remembered that today is the New Year in the Gregorian calendar.

"Don't you wish your family New Year's greetings?" Cheng Xilie asked casually.

"Oh, whatever, it's not the Spring Festival." Li Jin logged into the family group and sent holiday blessings to his father, king and queen mother. Mrs. Li was very pleased with his son's thoughtfulness, and sent more than a dozen voice messages in 59 seconds, boasting It was disgusting to think that, and Li Jin's old face turned red when he praised it.

Without saying a word, Mr. Li sent a big red envelope directly.

Li Jin clicked receive, jumped onto the sofa and said, "What do you want to eat tomorrow? The funds are particularly sufficient."

Cheng Xilie was a little sluggish, and lowered his head to pick his nails: "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Li Jin leaned over and handed him the phone: "Whoever you want to send New Year's greetings to, just call."

Cheng Xilie didn't answer, but said lightly: "No, no one needs New Year's greetings." The firelight from the fireplace fell on him, reflecting a bit of loneliness.

Li Jin stayed silent with him for a while, then suddenly broke into a smile: "Xixi, Happy New Year!"

When Cheng Xilie saw that smile, it was very warm, as bright as a sun, with a brilliant halo, which completely dispelled the haze in his heart.

Cheng Xilie gave a half-smiled smile, and patted Li Jin's forehead forcefully: "Are you soiled or not?"

Li Jin propped his hands on the sofa, circled Cheng Xilie and said, "Don't you like dirt? I can do foreign things too, Happynewyear!"

Cheng Xilie pushed Li Jin's arm away unexpectedly, and Li Jin lost his support in an instant and hit Cheng Xilie directly.

"Hey what, hey, I won't kill you!" Cheng Xilie cursed.

His face was resting on Li Jin's shoulder so that no one could see it. There was a gleam of tears in the eyes of the slender young man.

"Ah!!!" Someone in the living room screamed exaggeratedly, "What are you doing?!!!"

Ling Qiantong and Xie Konggu were about to go to the restaurant for dinner, when they got downstairs, they saw Li Jin hugging Cheng Xilie on the sofa.

Hugging and hugging, talking and laughing, it's hard to see!

This is how the traditional Chinese family style is corrupted!

Li Jin supported the sofa and stood up, scratching his head nonchalantly: "It's New Year's greetings, haven't you seen it?"

Nima, is there such a New Year greeting?This is worship hall!

"Dinner is ready! You handsome young men, come and eat!"

Aunt Nan was definitely good at breaking the weird atmosphere, with a beaming voice, the room immediately became harmonious.

"At any rate, it's the Chinese New Year, drink some red wine, or I'll be sorry for the good food on Aunt Nan's table." Ling Qiantong smiled and acted obediently, coaxing Aunt Nan to smile.

"Success, I'll go to the wine cabinet to pick a bottle." Li Jin took two steps away, turned around and greeted Cheng Xilie, "Xixi, come with me."

Leaving Cheng Xilie here alone, these two scumbags might have something to say against him.

"It's just a bottle of wine, do we need two people?" Xie Konggu asked, teasing slightly coldly.

"I'm proud and expensive, so I can't carry it." Li Jin said in a serious and shameless manner, and pulled Cheng Xilie away.

After waking up from the wine, Li Jin asked Cheng Xilie: "Can you drink?"

"I haven't drunk it, you can try it."

"That's fine." Li Jin poured him half a glass, "It's safe to drink at home, and it's just a good time to test your drinking capacity, so as not to suffer when you go outside in the future."

"Brother Jin, I want it too."

"Pour it yourself! It's not that you don't have long hands!"

Large double standard live broadcast.

The deflated Omega felt aggrieved, didn't he also have long hands, why did he pour it for him?

The first cup, toast to the beginning of the new year.

Clink glasses crisply and drink.

The taste of the wine is very good, mellow, sweet and intoxicating.

The second cup is a toast to the encounter in life.

Although you may meet people in an unkind way, you will always find your own preciousness.

Li Jin looked at Cheng Xilie and drank an extra glass.

The third cup is to respect their unreliable parents.

Xie Konggu's parents opened a new leather factory and went to Africa.

Ling Qiantong's mother was going to Switzerland to do aesthetic medicine, and his father said, let's go skiing by the way.

Li Jin's mother is busy with business and doesn't come home when she is busy. His father is a year-round occupational missing person. Li Jin doubts whether they can recognize each other if they meet on the street.

"Xiao Cheng, where are your parents? Why don't you go home for the New Year?" Ling Qiantong asked.

"Hey! Try the fish made by Aunt Nan, it's very fresh!" Li Jin abruptly interrupted Ling Qiantong's topic.

Omega Xiaolu turned his eyes and stared at Cheng Xilie: "The few of us are left-behind children, how about you? Tell me, what are your parents doing? Don't care about you?"

"Eat fish, eat fish!" Li Jin tried his best to cover for Cheng Xilie.

"I'm in prison." Cheng Xilie's cold voice sounded, and Li Jin's hand holding vegetables froze suddenly.

"So no one cares about me, I can only take care of myself." Cheng Xilie's voice was not loud, but it was very clear, because the room suddenly became silent.

The tip of his ears were flushed from the wine he had just drank, and there was a faint haze between his brows and eyes, as if he was a little tipsy.

"What else do you want to know?" Cheng Xilie looked back at Ling Qiantong frankly, "There is nothing wrong with telling others."

Ling Qiantong was stunned for a while, then stuttered and asked, "What, what did you do?"

"I don't know, I was young then."

"Then how do you live?" Xie Konggu, who had been silent all this time, moved his brows slightly and asked softly.

Cheng Xizheng laughed suddenly, with a little helpless self-mockery: "Man is the most tenacious creature. When you want to survive, you have ten thousand ways." He paused, lowered his eyes, and looked at the blood in the cup. Like red wine, "But human beings are the most vulnerable creatures. If you don't want to live, one way is enough."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Xilie picked up the glass and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.

Li Jin stared blankly at him, 17 years old, 70 years of vicissitudes.

Cheng Xilie put down his glass, put his elbows on the table, supported his head, and looked at Li Jin with a blurred gaze: "Huoba, the wine is delicious..."

His slightly drunk voice was soft and cute.

Li Jin was about to go crazy: "What did you call me? Did you drink too much?"

Cheng Xilie tilted her head, shaking her head: "Huo baby, Huo Huo, little Huomiao...so warm, I really want to hug..."