REMIX

It was Xia Jie's voice.

My back immediately became a washboard.

"mom?"

Gong Juanye couldn't leave immediately, his car window was rolled up halfway, revealing a pair of expressive eyes.

He was astonished, but certainly not as much as I was.

I'm almost out of rhythm.

But Xia Jie didn't seem to have witnessed the adultery, her expression and tone were normal, not what I was worried about.Only he kept his eyes on Gong Junye who seemed to be out of place for a moment, and smiled. "Mr. Gong is good."

"Hi."

Gong Junye got out of the car and leaned his back against the car glass, with his long legs stretched forward. This appearance suddenly dispelled my worries. From the time I knew him to the present, I have never seen him because of being cramped. And those who are poor in words and embarrassed, all occasions are no exception.

He glanced at me, not knowing what flaws he saw in my face.

"That's it."

"A friend of mine asked me to come forward and invite Xia Xi to do a supporting song." He said, "I did something today, and after the talk, I stopped by and bought a formal suit from him, which might be useful for the interview. .”

What he said was impeccable.

He gestured to the box in my hand, and omitted all the details that should not be revealed in his words. I almost believed the half-truth, let alone my mother.

Xia Jie was also concerned, and asked one more question, "Do you need to sign a contract or something?"

"Not yet, the specifics will have to be discussed next time."

When he looked at me this time, his eyes became like a casual acquaintance, with a little kind of alienation, hiding the feelings that fascinated me, and he was completely different from when he was alone with me.He is a gentleman of the scene, and his acting skills are so superb that it makes me a little bit out of the play.

"Go back soon?" He shook his hand, "I should go too, Xia Xi, if you have any questions, just ask me at any time, you're welcome."

I also hurriedly said "politely", "Okay, thank you Mr. Gong, please go slowly."

Hearing the sound of the car starting, Xia Jie pinched my wrist beside him and said, Xia Xiaoxi, please don't tell me that you want to mess with him.

How can it.

I also pretend to be a sister-in-law.

When I got home, I hung the suit properly in the closet, looking forward to wearing it one day, talking about work, ideals, and love, like a handsome and stable adult.

Even if I'm a picked child, I have no money, I can't pass the exam, and I can't be a star.

I want to be a great adult too.

like him.

The night before the volunteer application, Li Qianlan and I chatted strangely until twelve o'clock.

At that time, he was remixing a song we all liked, and I was squatting in front of the second-hand computer I bought at my house, watching a world tour concert of a diva singer, and the screen turned my face green.

He yawned hypnotically on the other end of the phone, "I'll tell you."

"I'm going to the capital."

I oh.

Tin Hau sang a famous lyrical slow song, and the audience burst into tears.

"Speaking of it... I have known you for so many years, and I have never been separated."

I was also infected through the phone line, and I yawned, tears didn't flow down, and my heart was moist.

"A good man has ambitions everywhere," I said, "Go and see the outside world for me."

"how about you?"

I said, don't look at it, it's not as good as it looks in front of me anyway.

He smiled and sniffed.

"I've wronged you," he said, "you get two for one."

I understand some things, it is not only a long-cherished conjecture, but also like a natural and established ending, it happened without abruptness or absurdity, it is the layer of window paper separating the three of us, I don’t need to pierce it, leave it alone It is enough to give each other a completeness to see each other's outline clearly.

So I put it another way.

"I not only send it, but also pick it up."

After applying for volunteers, Xia Jie and I both breathed a sigh of relief.It seems that the first half of life has come to an end, and the next level is opened with fixed options. No one knows whether the choice at this time is right or wrong. For me, it is just a choice.

There is another option waiting for me to do.So I called Fei Na back while the iron was hot, and said carefully that I was willing to go.

I don't want to appear too hasty in this matter, leave a bad impression on the other party, and affect this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me.

She was very happy, and there was a refreshing joy in her words. She said, you know, singing also pays attention to feelings. It is difficult to describe something in words. You know what you want when you hear it. You must have it.

And I have seen you, this is a superstition of the right time and place.

I was amused by her emotional speech, saying that Sister Fei Na, the lyrics are not used here.

Whatever it is.She said, when are you going to come to audition?

After applying for the volunteer application, the only thing left is to wait for the admission notice. I can spare all the time except working part-time at night. I said, can these two days be enough?

OK.She readily agreed, and I will send you the address, waiting all day long.

That night I told Gong Junye about the sound audition, he was having a social event at that time and couldn't get away, so I gave a rough overview of the situation on the phone, and said a few words that drinking would hurt your health, and then Hung up wisely.

Unexpectedly, he called early the next morning.

When I heard the phone vibrate at first, I didn’t even wake up, so I threw off the quilt, reached under the pillow to find the source of the vibration, rubbed my face and connected, "Hello..."

My voice was a bit hoarse just after waking up, covered by my heavy snorting, I just heard him calling me from the other end, "Just woke up?"

"Um……"

I drew the curtains and fell back on the bed.

"what's up?"

"It's nothing."

He seemed to have just woken up, and turned over in the quilt. "I want to hear your voice."

I scratched my arm bluntly, and asked him as if I was dying, "Want...listen to what I have to say."

"calls me."

The moment I heard it, my back felt a little numb.

The two words, which were originally nothing more than ordinary, were spoken in his voice as if they had been endowed with a sense of coaxing.

I even imagined that the next second he would stick up and kiss me.

"Call me by name."

I raised my eyelids to see the curtains blown up by the wind, the white hem stretched like fine waves, and I closed my eyes just before the next gust of wind carried the sunlight directly to my pupils.

"... Juan Ye."

A wonderful summer that never seems to end.

I think this will be the spring I am waiting for.