california galaxy

Six years later.

The Triumph Casino in New York State is full of people all the year round, but one of the Atlantis clubhouses that accepts senior members is elegant and mysterious amidst the hustle and bustle.

The two doormen, dressed in black suits and white gloves, bowed to open the door for distinguished guests.

A huge crystal chandelier illuminates the luminous marble floor tiles, and the quiet corridor extends to the depths of the courtyard.

At the end of the corridor is a bar that is only open to senior members of the casino. It has won the top ten best interior design awards in the world selected by the authoritative architectural magazine "Domus".

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the bar has not officially opened yet.A young waitress is hanging up a poster of the new singer-in-residence.

It was a young man with black hair and black eyes. His appearance was exquisite and glamorous. He wore two silver rings on his right ear.Although only half of the profile is shown on the poster, it has already made people think about it.

The waitress was fascinated by the poster she had hung up with her own hands, and was patted on the shoulder by a passing colleague.

The colleague laughed and said, "What kind of nympho is it? It's not yours."

The resident singers in the clubhouse change every six months, and they are all famous actors who spend a lot of money to invite them.The previous few were all veteran singers who sang jazz. This time, a newcomer suddenly changed. It is said that he was specially invited back to the United States from Japan because the casino owner's sweetheart preferred his singing.

During the closed sound audition the night before, many waiters crowded at the back door to eavesdrop.The lights were dimmed at that time, and only a thin young man could be seen sitting on a high stool. Into the heart and spleen, leaving a lasting aftertaste.

Tina, the waitress, only listened to half of the song, and her heart fell in love.Today I specially transferred classes with another colleague, just not to miss the voiceless voice on the first day of singing.

Just after seven o'clock, guests began to arrive one after another, and it seemed that there were more guests than usual, and I wondered if they were aimed at this mysterious newcomer.

As the sky gradually darkened, a plain white scented candle was lit on every dining table.

In a lounge next to the bar, Ning He was changing clothes.

He wore a V-neck slim-fitting silk shirt with tassels and gold threads hanging from the cuffs.The shirt was originally equipped with a belt, but he was too thin, and the buckle of the belt was loose even at the tightest link, so it was useless.

There was a knock on the door, and the bar manager asked, "There are still 10 minutes, are you ready?"

Ning He took out an eyeshadow box, dabbed some gold powder on the corners of his eyes, then put on a pair of fine velvet gloves, walked over and opened the door, "Is the band here? I can start anytime."

The manager, Mike, was a middle-aged white man. When he saw Ning He, he was taken aback for a moment, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he said not fluently, "All, all are ready, I'll get them in place."

按照合约规定，宁河的演唱时间是从每晚8:00到8:30，休息45分钟后再从9：15唱到深夜十点。每周登台四天，约期为半年。

After a lapse of six full years, Ninghe passed through the US customs again, but the destination was not California, but New York, which has a long winter but is equally prosperous.

He also didn't know why he accepted the resident singing contract.It's just that I've been away for too long, and I thought in my heart that those troubles that have passed through the turbulent flow of time have passed, and it's time to come back and face everything.

Ning He stepped onto the stage with a calm expression, and the audience applauded.The moment he stood in the center of the stage, he raised his eyes and saw Cheng Jingsen, the behind-the-scenes owner of Triumph Casino, and his lover Yin Han sitting at a round table in the corner, apparently to support his debut.

Ning He nodded slightly at them across the full house of guests.

The prelude of the keyboard sounded, and he held the microphone in his hand, and with the slowly unfolding harmony, he sang a representative work of Japanese singer Akina Nakamori, "The Difficult to Break the Ship".

The stage chasing light fell on his shoulders, illuminating his slender and flawless neck with a white jade-like luster.The black gold silk shirt couldn't hide this thin and thin figure, his facial features were handsome and beautiful, but there was a bit of loneliness in his brows and eyes.

After the song was sung, the guests were quiet for a few seconds, as if everyone hadn't recovered yet, and then there was continuous applause.

On such occasions, the way of expressing love is very restrained.Ning He sat on a high stool, looked at the bouquets gradually piled up at his feet, leaned closer to the microphone and said thank you, and continued his singing.

During the intermission, the manager Mike stopped him and asked him if he wanted to chat with the guests who bought expensive flowers for him.

Ning He knew that this was the etiquette that a resident singer should follow. The guests had paid for him and had to thank him in time.

But he just landed in the United States the day before yesterday, the jet lag was not good, and his mood was a little disturbed, so he said, "I won't go out tonight tonight, please thank them for me."

Mike had previously been instructed by his boss to provide Ning He with a comfortable working environment, so he didn't force him.Ning He returned to the lounge, lay down on the small sofa with his eyes closed for a while, and then got up to perform the second performance.

There were many more guests in the bar than in the previous period, the venue was almost full, and more than a dozen tables were opened outside the venue.

Ning He sat on the high stool, held the microphone in his hand, raised his other hand, and snapped his fingers for the keyboard player, and heard a few simple chords fall.He lowered his eyes and began to sing "Crymeariver".Ning He is a singer who was born for the stage, and he is well versed in the preferences of the audience. The selections of these two performances are quite suitable for the occasion, with both slow and fast songs, and he can control the atmosphere of the scene with ease.

With the last 10 minutes left in the concert, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the open-air dining area of ​​the bar.

Ning He didn't pay too much attention to the behavior of the guests, but at this time he sang a soothing love song, and the audience fell into a quiet listening atmosphere.Only that person walked out slowly from under the shadows of overlapping trees, and stood in the corner of Ning He's peripheral vision, never taking a seat.

Ning He raised his eyes inadvertently, and through the floating lights and fog at night, he was caught off guard by the face that haunted him in his dreams.

six years.Six years and four months, more than 300 days, Ai Xing is no longer what Ning He remembered.

In the past six years, Lin Ninghe also searched for the name WilliamAi on the Internet because of his unbearable miss.But all the news is still in Ai Xing's high school stage, the competition results that Ai Xing has won, the software income he developed, and the award-winning information released by the campus network are all vivid in his mind.

But after high school, Ai Xing seemed to have evaporated without leaving any traces.

Ning He didn't even know if he was admitted to MIT, nor did he know what the game he invested in had anything to do with it.I can't find anything related to Aixing in the related news of Aishi Group.

Ai Xing did what he wished, and never looked for him again, completely far away from Ninghe's world, and even the afterimages of his love could not be traced.

Ning He's always steady voice showed a slight tremor.Although he looked at Ai Xing fixedly, Ai Xing's eyes were not on Ning He.

That high-spirited young man once left an indelible imprint in the depths of his memory. With the flickering of the morning light and the surging of the night, Ning He thought he would never forget it in his life.But what appeared in front of him now was a man with a stern face and tempered temperament, wearing a slim windbreaker, standing under the street lamp, covering the wind with one hand, pressing the lighter with the other, and lowering his head to light a cigarette for himself.

Ning He could hardly continue singing, and the musicians on the stage noticed his strangeness, thought that he forgot his words on the spot, and began to accompany him without any trace, trying to cover it up for him.

Ai Xing in the distance took a deep breath of smoke, then slowly exhaled the smoke from his lips, and looked up at Ning He at the same time.

He used to be an affectionate and gentle lover, he looked at Ning He with the warmest eyes, and gave him an intimate hug and love that seemed to never go out.

This glance, after six long years, did not bring any warmth, and Ning He felt cold all over, and could hardly hold the microphone in his hand.

Ning He was in a trance, suddenly lost his balance between the past and the reality, sat on the high chair staggeringly, and managed to finish singing a song.

Ai Xing's cigarette was almost burnt out.

Ning He really wanted to get up and go over to say hello to him, but Ai Xing's indifferent and alienated expression nailed him back to his original position, and he didn't dare to talk presumptuously at all.

When he finished the last few minutes of the performance, the guests stood up one after another and responded with applause and applause.But Ai Xing turned and left amidst the floating crowd.

Ning He jumped off the high stool, trying to catch up with Ai Xing.Several waiters surrounded him with large clusters of flowers and said to him, "Many customers have ordered flowers for you, congratulations on your successful debut."

Ning He was blocked by the stage and could not escape, and more gifts and flowers flooded towards him.When he looked up again, that lonely figure had already disappeared into the night.

For the next few days, Ai Xing would appear when Ning He sang the last two or three songs.

Almost standing in the same position, sometimes smoking a cigarette, sometimes doing nothing, just looking at Ning He in the middle of the stage.

Ning He failed to talk to Ai Xing on the first night, and when he returned to the hotel room, he remembered the unfeeling and jerk way when he proposed to break up, and lost his courage even more.Reminiscing about the old days is something that relies on one effort, then declines and exhausts, Ning He is completely afraid to recognize the old man.

In the end, he developed into an ostrich mentality, thinking that he was lucky to be able to see Ai Xing through everyone, and he didn't expect anything else.

It's just different from the more casual dress before the first night on stage, after that Ning He will take care of himself carefully.He is born with a good skin, and he has an amazing posture unintentionally, and he looks even more charming when he matches it seriously.

Because of his singing, the bar business has been increasing all the way, and the weekend is almost full of seats.

As usual, Ning He waited for Ai Xing. He chose the classic "Hotel California" (California Hotel) as the closing song, and kept looking in the direction Ai Xing was standing while singing.Many guests seemed to notice that his gaze was biased, and looked back curiously.

Ai Xing was a little aware of it, and changed his position once, standing under a tree, but he didn't walk away because of it.

Ning He was inspired by this stay for no reason, and once again had the idea of ​​talking to him.

But just as he finished thanking him and stepped off the stage, a waiter came up to him and said to him in a low voice, "There is a customer over there who has delivered flowers for a week in a row. Would you consider thanking him in person?"

Ning He was startled, thinking of the expensive blue roses that were always piled up on the stage these days, and the expensive gifts that were delivered to his room by name, knowing that if he refused again at this time, he would offend the guest, he could only nod , said, "You take me there."

The waiter led him to a more secluded booth. A tall white man with brown hair and blue eyes sat in the middle and smiled at him rather frivolously.

Ning He took the business card from him, pronounced his name "Angus", and thanked him politely.However, relying on his prominent background, the other party did not allow Ning He to leave. First, he ordered the waiter to pour Ning He a glass of champagne. Ning He drank it generously without refusing.However, Angus pushed forward and proposed to take him to the casino next door to play cards together.

Ning He politely refused, but Angus didn't hear him, and stretched out his hand to grab Ning He without any explanation.

Ning He was defeated by him and pulled hard, and the moment he was about to be forcibly taken away by him, a calm male voice sounded behind him.

"Augus, long time no see."

Angus stopped suddenly.Ning He immediately pulled out his wrist and followed the sound to look back.

Ai Xing put his hands in his pockets, stood in the shadows, and looked at him with a sinking face.

The author has something to say: Cheng Jingsen and Yin Han, the casino bosses, are the CPs of "Once Upon a Time in New York". The basic characters are gangsters/gangsters x handsome painters. The following plots will involve a little bit of their appearances.