Hedgehog

I got home, took a shower, and fell asleep.

There is no way, my self-confidence is frustrated, and I can't sleep without it.

I have always boasted that I am a top player in playing and singing, and I can play the guitar to deceive little girls in high school. Even an old monster like Vincent who has to eat a strong man for a month, after I sat in front of him and played the song "Empty Joy" quietly , I was silent for a long time, and I didn't call my nickname "Cauliflower" for nearly two months afterwards.

It can only be said that Ji Rongfu's rank is too high. After all, he is a Mozart listener. We are really difficult to write songs. Other industries are compared with their contemporaries. There are so many gems in the literary and art circles, and they are all experienced. A classic polished by time, how can I expect Ji Rongfu to think my song is a peerless treasure.

Therefore, in the future, a brainwashing device should be prepared. Before everyone listens to new popular music, they must first fill out a questionnaire. If they have heard Beethoven and Mozart, they should be brainwashed first, so as not to be unfair to songwriters. The Beatles and Queen You can put it on for a while, and those who listen to jazz should also wash it.

I lay on the bed, closed my eyes and lined up the singers I had listened to according to whether they should be brainwashed or not. When I was in line for Prince, the phone rang.

My room is too dark, and every time I lie down for a while, I squint my eyes to answer a phone call, lest the light hurt my eyes.

I put the phone to my ear, and Ji Rongfu's voice came out.

"Lin Sui?"

I was instantly stuck.

"Yes, it's me."

He didn't know what he was doing there, but there was the sound of water.

"are you asleep?"

"No."

It's really interesting that people like Ji Rongfu would ask such completely meaningless words.

"I'm calling to tell you that you sing really well."

I was amused.

"I know."

I don't have the confidence anymore, so that I don't even doubt my old profession. I know how much I have. Except for Ji Rongfu, there are very few people in this world who can make me so embarrassed.

There was a moment of silence, probably thinking of something to say.

It's good to be smart, no matter how flustered a fool is, I take it for granted. Ji Rongfu hesitated for a moment, and I thought he was sincere.

But he said: "Lin Sui, I like your song very much."

My heart skipped a beat, I don't know if this is the first time he has clearly expressed his preference in front of me, the most urgent thing is to answer him with a higher level of teasing.

What do I like about him?figure?Face?Deep amber eyes?Smiling brightly?Or his soul as warm as jade under his skin?

"Thanks," I heard myself say, "I enjoyed dinner at your brother's tonight, too."

Sentences are redundant, without appeal, and it is a negative score.

But Ji Rongfu actually accepted everything.

He said, "Yes, Rong Ze also likes you very much."

His voice was very soft, and it seemed that he was outside. My phone was hot, maybe my ears were hot. I turned over and asked, "Ji Rongfu, are you in the hotel?"

"I just finished swimming and I'm going to the bathroom." He reported to me in detail: "I'm pouring red wine now, Mr. Lin, do you like red wine?"

Terrible.

Why didn't I know he had such a good voice during the day, it would be a pity not to sing love songs.Of course, it may also be that I have lost my judgment because of my lust. After all, my ears are terribly hot now, and my brain is almost burnt out.

"I suggest you hang up the phone and go take a shower." I tried hard to win back: "The sterilization rate of the public swimming pool is less than 90.00%, you should be talking to me with a whole body of pathogenic bacteria now."

He laughed softly there, it was very quiet there, the laughter was very soft, like hissing out of breath, my ears were itchy, and I always felt like a thin strand of hair floating on my face, with a hundred claws It's just so annoying.

Maybe he likes to play with me like this, seeing how anxious I am.

"Mr. Lin, can you see the moonlight in your room?"

I watch your mother's moonlight in the middle of the night.

I scolded his family in my heart, but somehow I got up and walked to the balcony. The moonlight outside was very good, and the ground was full of silver light, making it even colder. At this moment, there was no one pedestrian under the street lamp downstairs, and the light reflected on the ground, everything was beautiful Silence, as if I was the only one left in the whole city.

No, and this guy on the phone.

He drank the wine, and then told me softly: "Lin Sui, look, we are looking at the same moon."

I don't know if this is the first time he called me by my name, or if it was because of my emotions that I became timid.My blood was rushing to my face, but my fingers were trembling.

I heard him ask me on the phone: "Lin Sui, do you read poetry?"

Not only do I read, but there is only one line of poetry in my mind at the moment.

Such a star and such a night, for whom the wind and dew will stand at midnight.

"Mr. Ji also reads poetry?"

"There are more English poems." Ji Rongfu smiled at me softly: "My Chinese studies are very poor, and my words don't convey the meaning. Did Mr. Lin think of any poems?"

I would find it pretentious for anyone to say this, but I easily forgive him when he said it.

"I remember it, but I don't want to tell you." I was lying, not because I didn't want to, but because I didn't dare.

"Okay." He was still smiling, but seemed to be far away, and suddenly asked me: "Mr. Lin, will you sing the song you sang tonight for others?"

I laughed.

I thought I was the only one in the game.

"Mr. Ji," I used my fingers to draw a shape around the moon on the glass of the balcony. The glass is clear and cold: "Why don't you guess, how many times have I sung this song to someone?"

Such a question, if it is not the first time, is actually meaningless. I guess Ji Rongfu is a smart person.

But he's smarter than I thought.

He laughed, a clear laugh, and I could imagine the way his amber eyes curled up.

Then he asked me: "Mr. Lin, then you can also guess, did my driver have something urgent to leave at Ye Ning's house that day?"

There was a bang in my head, as if my heart suddenly swelled, bigger and bigger, and my whole body was going to fly lightly, my face was hot, so hot that I felt that the phone was cold.My ears were burning and hurting, but I didn't seem to feel the pain, and my mind was almost empty for dozens of seconds.

When I realized it again, I was already standing in the corridor.

I just ran downstairs all the way. The street was empty and silent in the early morning, and my footsteps were very clear. I ran all the way through a whole street full of acacia flowers, and then I remembered that I could actually drive here.I seemed to be split into two people, a voice shouted in my head, "Don't go, you will die a miserable death!", but my legs flew towards that direction disobediently.

When you arrive in Yisong, open the room directly, go upstairs, and call Ji Rongfu.

"Which room do you live in?"

"The top floor." Ji Rongfu smiled and announced the room number: "Suite 150A."

I went straight to the top floor and found his room.

"Open the door."

The door opened, and Ji Rongfu was wearing a bathrobe, with wet hair, still as stunning as the first time we met, with amber eyes smiling crookedly, without any surprise.

I grabbed him by the collar of his bathrobe and started kissing him.

He was not surprised, even with a smile, he responded enthusiastically to me. He just took a shower, his skin was slightly cool, like jade, his fingers touched all the soft and firm muscles, and his kissing skills were superb. I was kissed to death in three seconds, I smelled his body, like a forest on a snowy day, my lips and teeth were clearly attached to each other, but I still felt extremely flustered in my heart, as if I would lose this person in the next second, so I wished I could kiss him more eagerly Confirmed for the first time, almost melting himself and kneading him.

I suddenly remembered that when I was a child, I stood in the rice field with my arms outstretched, the wind was blowing from all directions, and countless leaf tips scrambled to peck my palm. At this moment, my palm was itchy and I wanted to curl up.

Ji Rongfu closed the door, pressed me against the door and kissed me. I knew that under his gentle skin was a dangerous carnivore, just like his eyes at the moment, full of deep desire, like a leopard, so beautiful that it makes people dazzled.

He has thought hard to weave a wonderful trap, and patiently waited for me to fall into it.

One second I felt dangerous, but the next second his palm was in my T-shirt, and I forgot what I was thinking the last second.We are like two restless beasts, putting away their fangs and claws, kissing frantically, obviously already entangled, but clamoring for more in our hearts.

When the first melody sounded in my head, my consciousness was still confused.

However, more melodies sounded, and they quickly formed a bar. Countless chord structures rushed out, and the sound of the guitar playing this melody sounded in my head, and then the piano harmony. I knew it was just a short melody. The first amazing work...

My consciousness struggled hard to get out of the swamp of lust, I pinched my thigh hard, the pain was as far away as a thick layer of cowhide boots, but finally a sliver of clarity appeared in my mind.

I grabbed Ji Rongfu's hair root with my fingers, his hair was like silk, I struggled hard, forced him to raise his head, and called out: "Ji Rongfu..."

He raised his head and looked at me suspiciously, his breath was hot, his eyes were this color when they were full of desire, like a leopard staring at its prey.

"Mr. Ji," I knew I was an asshole, but I still gasped and told him, "I want to write songs."

More melodies poured out, like bubbles from a bottle of beer that has been shaken violently. I frantically caught half of them, and the rest flowed onto the table.I was scared to miss something even talking to him, and my hand scrambled back, grabbed the metal doorknob, and gave me a chill.

There was confusion in Ji Rongfu's eyes.

"I'm really sorry," I opened the door, swiftly dodged, had already escaped from his charm range, became more sober, and told him guiltily while holding the doorknob: "I suddenly thought of a song, I have to go back and write a song... …I'm sorry I'll call you when I'm done writing, really!"

If I don't close the door, I will probably be taken back by Ji Rongfu.

I went back the same way and fled on the street at two o'clock in the morning. There was a section of the long street that was empty, only traffic flowed, and the acacia trees on the side of the road were full of shade. I was running alone, and my heart seemed to open the ribbon Sprayers, colorful rushing out, I am as light as a feather, those melodies are still boiling in my mind, I can’t help humming along, turn on the phone to record, shaking hands to the camera, only to find that the corners of my mouth are constantly Can't help smiling.

I don't know if it was joy, inspiration, or something else.

I hope Ji Rongfu won't have a heart attack from my anger.