Palm Idol

After all the words on the screen appeared, Lu Yiwen read it and lost his mind for a moment.

"Four years ago?" He couldn't help wondering before he could get out of the logic of the game, "That is to say, you have always remembered your past and lived in this world?"

Lu Yiwen's words were very sudden, and Jian She only thought he was too surprised, so he continued typing to explain.

【Remember. 】

【Especially after meeting you, we remember everything we met, how many times we took the same bus, and when we entered the same restaurant. 】

[So I have been,]

[I disagree with you saying that I am too young to be in a relationship. 】

After reading it for a long time, Lu Yiwen finally regained his composure and tried to argue: "But you are really young, you will only come of age in May next year."

"Besides, I didn't say I wouldn't let you fall in love. Didn't I say later that it's fine as long as you don't let people find out?"

Now the room was so quiet that even the chirping of insects could not be heard. After hearing his two words, Jian She deliberately slammed the keyboard, as if protesting that he would not finish speaking.

Lu Yiwen quickly raised his hand and surrendered: "You fight slowly, I won't say anything, I won't say anything."

Jian She quickly wrote the next sentence.

[But brother, if you don't agree to me, isn't it that you don't allow me to fall in love? 】

"..."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Jian She's typing speed slowed down, and she was brewing words a little bit.

[I think love has nothing to do with age. 】

[At least not for me. 】

[I used to like you for four years, and from now on, I can also like you for another four years. 】

【It doesn't matter if you reject me now, but I won't give up. 】

[Unless the day comes when I don’t like you, until then, I will always qiuag to you]

Jane didn't type it here, he seemed to be struggling, and Lu Yiwen saw the input method bouncing back and forth between the words "court" and "confession".

Lu Yiwen: "..."

He moved his lips, and just about to say something, saw that Jian She seemed to be too ashamed to type any more, suddenly let go of the keyboard with both hands, and covered his eyes with one hand.

Only a few nonsensical pinyin letters are left.

If someone else saw it, they would not know what it was trying to say, but Lu Yiwen, who watched Jian She's typing, knew it very well.

He was trying to tell his heart to himself.

Aware of this, Lu Yiwen turned back to look at Jian She, and seeing the discouraged look, he felt it was funny, but also wanted to comfort him from the bottom of his heart.

After a long time, Jian She couldn't help but let go when he heard Lu Yiwen call his name.

"A She." At some point, Lu Yiwen came to the desk where he was typing, propped his hands on the edge of the desk, and said, "I'm really, a little bit interested in hearing about your past."

Jian She was startled for a moment, and it took two seconds for her to react. She quickly stood up and pointed to the chair she was sitting on just now.

Lu Yiwen didn't understand what he meant: "You want to leave for a while? Tell me not to go?"

Jian She shook her head.

"Then I sit back on the sofa?" Lu Yiwen guessed, "Are you typing slowly here? Or do you sit on the sofa and I sit on the chair?"

Jane She shook her head even more.

Lu Yiwen was a little confused.

Jian She was a little more impatient than before, pointing to the chair for a while, then to herself, and then to Lu Yiwen.

Lu Yiwen really couldn't figure out what he meant. He looked at the chair for a long time and thought about it: "You want me to sit on the chair, and then you..."

"Sit on my lap?"

"..."

Looking at Jian She's speechless expression, Lu Yiwen also felt that what he said just now was quite outrageous, and it sounded a bit like teasing: "Forget it, forget it, type it, I really can't figure it out."

Jian She let out a breath and started typing again.

【Brother, you can sit on my lap, I don't mind. 】

Lu Yiwen: "........."

Fifteen minutes later, the two of them lay down on the bed in Jian She's bedroom together.

"It feels a little uncomfortable."

Lu Yiwen supported his upper body, typed a line of words on the memo on Jian She's mobile phone, and then returned the mobile phone to the other party.

Jian She took it, put her finger on her lips and gave a soft "shh".

Lu Yiwen immediately reacted and fell silent.

After arguing for a long time, he realized that Jian She thought it was inconvenient for the two of them to talk with a screen between them, so he strongly demanded to sit together in a spacious place.

Lu Yiwen originally thought, "Isn't that just a sofa?" But somehow he was brainwashed by Jian She, and felt that the sofa was too small for two people. It happened that it was late at night and it was time to go to bed, so he just washed up and went to bed.

Then, it developed into such a mode of not communicating with words, but passing information through a mobile phone.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Jian She lost his voice now, Lu Yiwen would definitely think that this model is downright stupid, just like elementary school students agreeing to play "One Two Three Wooden Figures".

But now, seeing Jian She, who had been silent for many days, rarely showed a happy expression, Lu Yiwen couldn't help but soften his heart.

Probably because there was no pain, the sudden loss of voice didn't seem so intense, but I don't know when it will be able to make a good fuzzy judgment, and it still pushed people's heart to the bottom of bewilderment.

Although Jian She didn't say a word on the surface, Lu Yiwen knew that he hadn't been in the practice room since his throat accident.

All the pianos and equipment have never been touched again.

Feeling that Lu Yiwen seemed to be sighing weakly, Jian She wrote a sentence to him.

【Brother, are you suffering because of my loss of voice? 】

Lu Yiwen didn't know how to answer.

At this time, the headlights in the room had been turned off, leaving only the night light on the bedside, and the expressions of both of them seemed hazy and warm.

It also seemed more sad.

【Brother, you may not have noticed, but in fact, only recently have you spent more time with me. 】

[Looking at it this way, I think it’s okay to lose my voice. 】

After reading the words of the memo, Lu Yiwen felt even more uncomfortable.

He took the phone from Jian She and started typing.

【You don't have to comfort yourself like this】

【No matter what, I still hope you can stand on stage and sing】

【You were still the most dazzling at that time】

After writing these three sentences, Lu Yiwen looked at the last sentence as if it was a bit pretentious, so he typed it without knowing why, and was about to delete it, but Jian She touched it from the side.

Jian She propped up the bed with her left hand, half lying on him, her right hand nimbly grasped Lu Yiwen's hand, and read these few sentences with his hand.

"Sorry." Sensing that Jian She's expression seemed to be a little frozen, Lu Yiwen couldn't help but say, "I shouldn't have mentioned this. You are the one who most wants to recover your voice."

Jian She shook her head, letting Lu Yiwen keep holding the phone and typing on it.

[not consolation]

【Brother, do you want to know why I want to learn to sing】

"Ah..." As soon as these words came out, Lu Yiwen remembered the purpose of lying on the bed with Jian She for a long time.

[Brother, take your phone and put it between the two of us. 】

Jian She pulled him to lie down side by side, and Lu Yiwen did so, but found that the distance between the two of them would become extremely close, and even their breaths were entangled.

Even though the air conditioner was turned on, such an ambiguous posture caused the temperature in the room to rise inexplicably.

That night, probably because he read the words written by Jian She, Lu Yiwen had a dream, which vaguely restored the time when he first entered the game.

At that time, the main problem for him was the company on the verge of bankruptcy and the broken relationships.

Needless to say, it was a tough day.

In the early stage of the dream, Lu Yiwen sat on the bench in front of the company's door all day long, until Xiaomei, who was also bankrupt and desperate, came to apply for the job, and the plot of the whole world finally started.

Maybe bankrupt people have a special attraction to poor people. Not long after they partnered with Xiaomei to recruit people, Song Hyuk, who had broken up with his girlfriend in pursuit of his music dream, came and said that as long as he could perform on stage, what would he do? All are willing to do it.

Someone is better than no one, and Lu Yiwen hardly cared about reviewing Song Hyuk at the time, so he signed the contract with him on the spot.

Then, in order to recruit the remaining musicians, the three of them took great pains.

Because the publicity street performances were not manned enough, Lu Yiwen could only perform in person. He didn't know any musical instruments at all, so he could only reluctantly listen to Song Hyuk's instructions, pressing the keyboard for a while, and strumming the guitar for a while.

In my impression, it should be at this time that I met Jian She.

It was snowing heavily on the day we met, and all the shops, large and small, were busy preparing for Christmas two days later. The streets were buzzing with people, but no one wanted to approach Louis Wen and the others.

However, Lu Yiwen didn't really care if anyone came.

One is that he always believes that the plot of the game will help him solve the problem of insufficient personnel. The other is that he just got a new life in the game at that time. Hard.

No one paid any attention to them, and Louis Wen played the guitar by himself to pass the time.

After all, Xiaomei was a girl with a thin skin, and she felt a little embarrassed to continue when she saw no one was patronizing her. Coupled with the cold weather, it exacerbated the collapse and loss in her heart.

At that time, tears were already in her eyes, and she couldn't bear to leave, but it was Lu Yiwen who held her back.

"Even if you want to leave, let's talk about it after Christmas." Lu Yiwen said to her, "No matter who it is, it has the right to celebrate Christmas."

Maybe it was because she remembered the desperate situation where she was cheated by her boyfriend. As soon as she heard this, Xiaomei's tears began to flow down.

Christmas is one of the most solemn festivals among lovers, but she can only stand in the cold and starve.

Lu Yiwen panicked immediately.

No matter how cheerful and considerate he is on the surface, he is still a straight man in his heart. He seldom experiences a girl crying and can only comfort her in a hurry, but the more he comforts, the worse it becomes.

The crying became louder and louder. Xiaomei and Louis Wen Song Hyuk stood on the street like a love triangle, gradually attracting the attention of many people.

At this moment, someone nearby handed Xiaomei a handkerchief.

This action stopped Xiaomei's crying for an instant, and all three of them looked at the person holding the handkerchief at the same time. It was a boy who looked like a junior high school student.

Although he is only a junior high school student, the boy's eyebrows and eyes are very good, his eyes are clear and full of spirit, and his figure is tall and straight. Standing in front of them wearing a long open black coat, he is more beautiful than the sparkling Christmas trees around him. And attractive.

Although he was still very young, it made people feel that he was born to stand on the stage.

Little Mei took the handkerchief slowly, and before she could say thank you, Lu Yiwen grabbed the boy's hand.

Jian She: "..."

Lu Yiwen was very emotional at the time, wishing he could hold Jian She's hand in his palm, but he spoke cautiously: "Excuse me, what's your name?"

Jian She subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but Lu Yiwen grabbed her so tightly that she couldn't move at all.

Seeing Jian She's slightly displeased expression, Lu Yiwen came to his senses.

He quickly tore out a flyer that he had worked overtime all night yesterday, introduced his company to Jian She patiently and meticulously, and at the same time carefully observed the other's expression, trying to push out his wishes.

Jian She probably didn't expect that he could be sold miserably by handing over a handkerchief, and his expression was faintly resisting, but Lu Yiwen's attitude was very sincere and earnest, which prevented him from uttering the words of rejection.

For some unknown reason, Jian She listened patiently to the end.

At the end, he finally opened his mouth and replied: "Using the name of a bankrupt company to recruit people, is this considered a fraud by you?"

Lu Yiwen was slightly taken aback.The boy in front of him already had outstanding looks, but he didn't expect his voice to be so nice, he was the best material to be a lead singer.

Lu Yiwen, who was eager to ask for help, completely ignored what Jian She said above, and worked harder to sell Amway enthusiastically.

Jian She, who couldn't get rid of him life and death, couldn't carry him, so she had to give up struggling.

In the end, no matter what Lu Yiwen said, he could only nod helplessly, because as soon as he didn't respond, Lu Yiwen would drag him and say it again enthusiastically.

I don't know how much I said, but Lu Yiwen felt a little dry.

Just when he was thinking about whether he would drink some water and then run away, Jian Le, who was driving to pick up Jian She, happened to arrive.

When Jian Le got out of the car, the first thing she saw was the scene of Louis Wen holding Jian She and not letting go.

She could feel Jian She's embarrassment from a long distance away, Jian Le dashed forward without saying a word, reached in front of Lu Yiwen, knocked off his hand and said, "What are you doing! What are you going to do to my son? !"

Suddenly, a tall and strong adult male came over, and Lu Yiwen was startled, so he subconsciously let go.

Jian Le gave Lu Yiwen a warning with disdain, then went to appease Jian She who seemed to him to be silent because of fright, and carefully led him to the car.

But after walking a few steps, Jian She suddenly turned around.

He was a little curious about how the man who was eagerly looking forward to him just now would react after being rejected.

What caught my eyes was Lu Yiwen's simple and gentle smile.

Not long after, the conversations between the few of them reached Jian She's ears.

"Failed again?" Song He asked Lu Yiwen, who was shivering from the cold while holding the microphone.

"Sigh." Although he sighed, there was no haze on Lu Yiwen's face, "Yes, but there is no other way."

Song He shook his head: "I said earlier, don't let you find such a young one, such a young parent treats you as a baby, how can I be willing to send it to you."

"After all, it's been a long time since I saw something that suits my heart... Forget it, you can't force it without fate." Lu Yiwen picked up the guitar leaning on the speaker and said to Song He, "Let's not talk about this, you haven't given the chord just now." I'm done teaching."

"You often get the six-line notation upside down, and you still want to learn chords?" Song He taught a few words helplessly, "Then it's the one I taught a few days ago."

Lu Yiwen immediately tried to play, and at the same time sang softly.

He sang a classic song "Bressanone" by Canadian musician Matthew Lane. Although he sang it quite unfamiliarly, his natural and uncarved voice reverberated in the silvery white world, and it was somewhat distant. sad meaning.

"Here I stand in bressanone,

(I stand in Bressanone,)

with the stars supinthesky,

(under the stars,)

are they shining over brenner,

(Want to ask if the stars are also shining,)

and up on the other side.

(Brenner from across the galaxy.)

You would be a sweetsurrender,

(you are sweet pain,)

I must go the other way,

(I'll go far without you,)

and my train will carry meonward,

(Take the train that doesn't turn back,)

though my heart would surely stay.

(And my heart is for you, it's not going anywhere.)

This singing is definitely one of the few times in Lu Yiwen's career. When he sang, he only cared about being happy, and didn't care about the eyes of passers-by. He tried his best to express his inner emotions at this time.

It was this scene that fell into Jian She's eyes and became the bow that first touched his heartstrings.

How can there be someone who has already lost everything, and there is only devastation left in his life at a glance, but he can still sing regardless of everything?

Jian She, who was surprised by Lu Yiwen's smile, began to pay attention to Lu Yiwen's smile from then on.

And the more you pay attention, the more you can't extricate yourself.

Jian She, who has full freedom due to family reasons, quietly appeared in Lu Yiwen's dramatic life.

However, Louis Wen himself forgot all about Jian She after Christmas, and started looking for new musician candidates. He didn't notice Jian She until the undeux formation was successful again and again.

Even after the second batch of bands began to recruit people, Lu Yiwen still didn't recognize Jian She, who had opened his eyebrows and eyes compared to before, and regarded him as a newcomer for the first time.

Jian She couldn't help complaining about this occasionally, what is it called agreeableness, and thought it was a mutual love, but in the end he was the only one who fell in love at first sight.

But even though he complained in his heart, he still felt satisfied and joyful in contact with Lu Yiwen again and again.

The scenes in the dream were repeated repeatedly, until the end of the first live, Lu Yiwen finally woke up.

The morning sun shone through under the tight curtains, and Lu Yiwen squeezed his eyes, which were a little uncomfortable due to the sudden light, and realized that Jian She was sleeping soundly in his arms at this time, with a tender look on his brows color.

It was already daytime.

Before he could sigh for a long time, Jian She also opened his eyes, but they couldn't open them because of sleepiness, like a Persian cat whose sight was blocked by too long hair.

Lu Yiwen lifted his bangs for him, and said, "I remember, we have indeed met before."

Jian She didn't have much expression on her face, and even had a bit of dissatisfaction of "how did you just remember that".

"At that time, did I give you a fluorescent pick produced by a company?" Lu Yiwen said with a smile.

Jian She nodded, and suddenly let go of Lu Yiwen's hand.

"It's okay, you don't need to go get it, I remember everything now." Knowing what Jian She wanted to do, Lu Yiwen stopped him, feeling a little emotional, "I just didn't expect that you would stay until now."

Jian She couldn't speak, so she could only kiss the corner of his mouth to express her feelings.

"I'm really sorry, I just found out now." Lu Yiwen sighed, "If I could have known earlier..."

If he could have known earlier, he might not have been so sad in every exhausted day in the past.

Although his attitude was very positive at the beginning, as the frustrated days spent in the game got longer and longer, Lu Yiwen still developed an indelible sense of fatigue.

Even before the second band arrived, he had grown a little bored with the game.

in case.

If at that time I could know that my life is not all gray, there is someone who still likes me.

It will definitely be more hopeful and motivated than it is now.

"But anyway, thank you." Lu Yiwen said again, "I am very touched, really."

After hearing this, Jian She buried her head hard on Lu Yiwen's chest, and deliberately exposed only her eyes. Although she was silent, she seemed to be appealing strongly.

Lu Yiwen coughed and began to play dumb.

Unwilling to be reconciled, Jian She turned his face away, asking him to face up to the situation in front of him, and pinched his waist again, reminding him of what happened last night.

Lu Yiwen was simply ashamed.

He didn't drink alcohol last night, so he can clearly remember what happened. It can be said that the two of them basically did everything they should do except the last step.

It's useless for Lu Yiwen to regret it. Although Jian She was the first to do it last night, he was the one who promised him to lie on this bed.

These days, in order to take care of Jian She, in the main storyline, Lu Yiwen sticks to him almost every day. In addition, Jian She is not the type to keep his own way, and often stays together for a short time before the two start to talk about each other. affectionate.

I don't know if it's a matter of practice makes perfect, gradually, the two naturally kiss, hug and touch each other, like a pair of the most intimate lovers.

While embracing each other again and again, Lu Yiwen could clearly feel the fear and disbelief that Jian She gradually accumulated because of losing his voice.

It also made him more eager than before, as if he couldn't wait to grab hold of the future named Lu Yiwen.

After the chaos last night, he couldn't help but confess to Lu Yiwen again, and asked Lu Yiwen to give him a clear answer.

At that time, Lu Yiwen forcibly fooled it, but now the next day, Jian She brought up the old debt again.

【Even if you have to wait, you still have to tell me when you have to wait. 】

Seeing that Lu Yiwen didn't speak, Jian She put one arm around him, and typed a line on the phone to show him.

There is a kind of "don't leave if you don't make it clear today" momentum.

Seeing his aggrieved and angry appearance, although he couldn't tell whether it was real or pretending, Lu Yiwen couldn't help laughing.

Jian She's protest became stronger.

"Okay... I can promise you." After a while of silence, Lu Yiwen gave him a rare hug back, "But not now."

Jian She calmed down and listened carefully to what he said.

"You're still too young now..." Lu Yiwen hesitated, and said, "Being with minors makes me feel like a crime."

"..."

"I originally thought that if you were 20 or 21, you would still like it—" Lu Yiwen stumbled here, "...if you like me, I will think about it at that time, although I don't think you can stick to it." that time."

He smiled faintly: "But thinking about it, we may not have that much time."

Jian She pursed her lips lightly, seeming a little nervous.

"So, just wait until your coming-of-age ceremony." Lu Yiwen's tone was very light, as if a feather was flicking on his face, "If we can make it to that day."

If they have a future, it doesn't seem out of the question for the two to spend it together.

After hearing what he meant, Jian She leaned on Lu Yiwen's shoulder and laughed silently.

After laughing for a while, I got up to type.

【Can wait. 】

[No matter what happens in this world, I will carry it with you. 】