california galaxy

Nick Davis is a die-hard fan of Invisible, especially the lead singer Ning.

About eight years ago, he used to drink for courage after a concert and ran to the band lounge, hoping to find an opportunity to have an autograph and photo with Ning.

But he was politely rejected by the other party, and Nick was unwilling to leave empty-handed. He grabbed Ning and forced him to take a photo with him. Unexpectedly, a high school student in school uniform suddenly appeared and dragged him out of the lounge. In the end, Nick was arrested by two security guards. away from the scene.

This is the closest Nick has come to being an idol in his life.Since then, he has also bought countless tickets for performances and snatched limited edition albums, but he never had the chance to stand in front of Ning.

The day Invisible announced its disbandment was like an inescapable nightmare for Nick.

The band hasn't even hit the top of their game, the Grammy nominations of the year are just the start of their brilliance, and Nick is still planning their next vacation to see their summer tour.

Invisible disbanded suddenly and without warning.The lead singer went to Japan to develop, and then became unknown.

Nick tried his best to search for his news, but found nothing.

He followed the Twitter accounts of the other three members of the band and refreshed them every day, but he never saw any news related to Ning.

He felt like he was in a love affair that ended without a cause.Despite all the enthusiasm, nothing came out after a long watch.

Six and a half years after the band disbanded, a notification popped up on Nick's Twitter at noon that day, and the account he followed had an update with a picture.While nibbling on a sandwich, Nick clicked on the account of drummer Jessica.

A full-screen picture spread out on the screen of the mobile phone, and Nick was completely stunned, and his mind went blank for a moment.During the one or two minutes he was obsessed with the picture, this tweet was also recognized by many sharp-eyed fans, and it instantly became popular with thousands of tweets.

The photo was taken in the wedding banquet garden of Langqi Winery. Two handsome figures stood side by side under the arch decorated with draped flowers.

One of them was wearing a light-colored shirt and slacks, with a tall figure, lowering his head slightly as if listening; the other was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, a coat on his shoulders, jeans and a pair of sneakers, because he was sideways The face spoke, the wind blew his hair, revealing a looming side face.

The portrait is taken far away, and the side face is actually very blurry.

But Nick could still tell at a glance that the slightly thin figure was the lead singer Ning who hadn't seen him for six years.

Jessica wrote the text for this photo: Wishing my best friend a life time of happiness. (May my best friend live a happy life.)

Nick's surprise lasted only a few seconds, and then completely collapsed.

This is a standard wedding greeting.After disappearing for several years, the lead singer who once attracted much attention is getting married, and the other party is a gay man.

There are only two days left until the official wedding.

Jessica and Arnold brought a small band to the rehearsal at the winery. Bassist Zach was unable to attend because of a business trip from the company, but promised to come back from Seattle to watch the ceremony on the wedding day.

The summer is coming to an end, the winery is filled with streams and birds singing, surrounded by flowers and forests, and it has come to the most beautiful and romantic season of the year.

Ning He and Ai Xing checked the schedule of the day, listened to the orchestra's performance, and had two drinks with Jessica and the others at the open-air bar.

Jessica was in a good mood, said her blessings countless times, and took pictures of many moments where Ning He and Ai Xing were in the same frame.Jessica liked one of the backs of them standing under the arcade, and asked Ning He for her opinion, if she could post it on Twitter.

Ning He is a casual person, so he agreed without thinking too much.

After the tweet was sent out, there were a lot of retweets and comments soon.When Jessica and Zach left with the band, they inadvertently mentioned the fan reaction to Ning He.

Because employees from the flower company will come to decorate the infield later, Ning He and Ai Xing plan to stay in the winery for a while, and then leave after completing the handover.

When Nick appeared in the parking lot of Langqi Winery, the trivial and tedious handover work had just been completed.

Ning He was holding a bunch of bouquet samples brought to him by the flower company, and Ai Xing was holding a large gift box in his hand, which contained gifts for the guests. Comes with the box.

Nick, wearing a black hoodie, stepped out of a Chevrolet pickup truck.

He was wearing a hood, had dark eyes, and held a knife in his hand with the blade hidden in his sleeve.His original intention was to bring an American-made S&W686 small-caliber pistol, but when he was reloading, he found that the stock of bullets had been exhausted, and he was eager to go out, so he had no choice but to carry a sharp knife with him.

Everything is too coincidental.It was as if fate had concealed the last two fatal moves under the seemingly benevolent appeasement.

There are only three parking spaces between Aixing's sports car and Nick's pickup.

Ai Xing first put the gift box in the back seat, Ning He was four or five meters behind him, walking a few steps slower.

Nick was not familiar with Ai Xing, but the first thing he saw after getting off the car was Ning He who had already walked to the front of the sports car.

Ning He has always been keen, and as soon as Nick's fierce eyes swept over him, he seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly raised his head and looked at each other.

The wave of memory hit the shore in an instant, and Ning He suddenly remembered the white fan who was drunk and making trouble in the lounge-the past and the reality were seamlessly connected, and the look on Nick's face immediately alerted Ning He.

Nick originally went for Aixing.He has lost his mind, just like those music fans who assassinated idols because of their madness in history, he vowed to get rid of Ai Xing, his love rival, and bring himself back to Ning He.

As soon as Ai Xing entered the back seat, Ning He's judgment of the crisis situation was almost astonishing.Before Nick showed the knife, he rushed forward and blocked the door of the back seat.

Nick moved up to him, grabbed his left shoulder, and pressed him against the car door.Ning He threw the bouquet in his hand at the other party, and at the same time cut Nick's hand that was holding him back, but did not have time to dodge a cold light from the left.

Ai Xing, who was locked in the back seat, turned his head without knowing it, and Nick's ferocious face outside the car window bumped into his line of sight unsuspectingly.

Ning He blocked the car door with his back, and was grabbing at the other party.Before Ai Xing could make a sound, he saw a knife flash across the sky, and there was a slight and frightening muffled sound through the car window, as if a sharp blade had pierced the flesh.

Blood spattered, following the direction in which the knife was pulled out, and scattered on the window in clusters.

Ai Xing's eyes turned blood red.

He jumped out of the car door on the other side as if frantic, and rushed around the front of the car towards Ninghe.

Ning He was stabbed on the left side of his abdomen, the pain was not obvious, or maybe he didn't have time to feel it.Nick wanted to swing the knife and stab again, he firmly grasped the opponent's wrist and the knife edge, blood dripped down like a trickle.

The bouquet, car body, and Ning He's arms are all traces of bright red.

Just when the knife was getting closer and closer to Ning He's neck, Ai Xing who came from the side kicked Nick down.Before the other party recovered his senses and got up, he threw Nick down and rolled to the ground at the same time.

Ning He covered his bleeding abdomen and wanted to help Ai Xing, but the moment he propped up his upper body, he felt an unbearable pain in his abdomen, and fell heavily back to the ground.

The bloody sharp blade was kicked aside, and both Ai Xing and Nick wanted to snatch the sharp knife.In the end, it was Ai Xing who suppressed Nick, grabbing the opponent's head and hitting the ground continuously until Nick fell into a coma.

Ai Xing turned back and picked up the knife, threw it into the car seat, quickly picked up Ning He, put him lightly on the back seat, and drove towards the nearest hospital while calling 911.

Ning He was leaning between the two seats, still conscious, but Ai Xing was so flustered that he could barely hold the steering wheel.

Ning He stretched out a blood-stained hand from the back seat and said to him, "Give me the phone, let me talk to the operator, and you can concentrate on driving..."

The nearest hospital is about a 20-minute drive from the winery. Ning He accurately described his injury during the phone call—the stabbing was on the left side of the abdomen, bleeding profusely, and a large blood vessel may have been punctured, but he is not sure if he was injured spleen.

Ai Xing frantically shuttled and changed lanes in the congested traffic on weekday afternoons, kept honking his horn, and raised his bloody left hand to signal out of the car window that many drivers gave way for them.

Ning He kept reassuring him, "I can make it to the hospital, calm down..."

Ai Xing saw Ning He's pale face from the rearview mirror, and knew that the situation was not as easy as he said.

Ning He gradually became unconscious and cold all over, holding a handful of warm and flowing blood in his hand, as if taking away the heat from his whole body, he couldn't stop it no matter what.Looking down at the surroundings again, he realized that he was almost sitting in a pool of blood, and all he could smell was the strong bloody smell of pig iron.

The sports car finally stopped after a period of rapid turbulence, and Ai Xing kept calling his name when he carried him out of the back seat.Ning He grabbed his shoulder and neck, mumbled a few short words, Ai Xing couldn't hear clearly while running.

The doctors and nurses waiting outside the emergency room worked together to put Ning He on the mobile bed and pushed him into the emergency room.

The operating room and the anesthetist were still preparing. The nurse put an IV on Ning He and asked about his blood type.

Ai Xing held Ning He's hand tightly, and heard him answer the nurse weakly, "O blood type."

Ai Xing immediately stood up, "I am also type O, you can transfuse my blood!"

While instructing the nurse to transfer blood from the blood bank, the doctor comforted him with a slightly sympathetic tone, "We will properly handle the patient's injury, please keep calm."

Before Ning He was about to be pushed into the operating room, he hooked his fingers and stroked gently on Ai Xing's palm, trying to coax Ai Xing, and said to him with a smile, "Just now, in the legal relationship column of the operation consent form, Do you feel proud when you take your "spouse"?"

Facing his gradually losing focus, Ai Xing wanted to shake his hand again in great panic.Nurses have gathered around and started to make final preparations for Ning He before the operation.

Ning He poked his hand out from between the two nurses, waved in Ai Xing's direction, and said in Chinese, "Don't worry, I love you."

Ai Xing took his cold hand and said "I love you" to him, but Ning He was quickly pushed to the ready operating room by the nurse including the bed.

The sound of the rolling wheels rolled over Ai Xing's heart, the white door closed relatively, and the indicator light that the operation was in progress lit up immediately.

Those noisy voices, chaotic footsteps, and the smell of cold disinfectant water seemed to be stripped from Ai Xing's perception.His vision and mind were just replaying the scene of Ning He's injury over and over again, unable to stop at all.

Ai Xing's whole body seemed to be emptied out. Despite the incoming messages and calls from his mobile phone, he didn't answer any of them. He just walked slowly to the lounge closest to the operating room and sat down, looking down. Looking at the dry and dull bloodstains in his palm, his heart was filled with unprecedented fear.

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