[Beautiful Man] Rebirth Notes

We climbed to the terrace on the second floor, Huang Taijing was already sitting on a chair supported by Jeremy, his upper body was lying on the round table unconscious, and Julie was lying in her hut, drooping her big head listlessly.

"What to do, what to do, brother will kill me when he wakes up, I just pack up and go back to England."

"Carry him back to the room first." Jiang Xinyu said calmly.

The two of them worked together to carry Huang Taijing back to the room. If Huang Taijing hadn't fainted, I wouldn't have had the chance to enter his room. I took the opportunity to look around. The room is much larger than mine. The white walls, desktops, and bookshelves are very neat and clean.

There is a half-written score on the desk. The latest album is scheduled to have [-] songs, all of which will be composed by Huang Taijing. He spends most of his time at the company sitting in the studio and composing. It is estimated that returning to the dormitory at night will require a lot of investment. Time and energy to write songs, he is such a dedicated person, he must not have much sleep time a day, no wonder even with eye makeup, you can still see the faint dark circles under his eyes.

I picked up the sheet music and wondered if it would be better if this place was changed like this, with the chorus written in this way and the chorus written in this way. Whenever I come across something related to music, I always feel a little excited, and there seems to be a lot of The notes are as irresistible as rushing out.

I put down the sheet music and walked to the bed.

Jiang Xinyu put Huang Tae-kyung on the bed, went to the bathroom and twisted a wet towel to wipe his face. Jeremy knelt beside the bed, and checked from time to time if Huang Tae-kyung was awake.

Huang Taijing opened his eyes faintly, and his eyes were dull for a few seconds. Then, as if he suddenly recalled some terrible memory, he sat up suddenly, saw Jeremy kneeling beside him at a glance, and stretched out his fingers tremblingly, "Pull the CD Give me, destroy, I will destroy it."

It seems that compared to fainting because of cleanliness, the video of gnawing radish made Huang Tae-kyung feel more ashamed.

"Brother, don't be angry, I'll give you the CD, and I'll give it to you right away." Jeremy got up, and ran out as he spoke.

Huang Taijing took the CD that Jeremy handed over and kicked us all out.

"Fortunately, I didn't say anything about destroying Julie. I'm really thankful."

"That's your memory when you first debuted. It's a pity to destroy it."

"Hee hee, since it's a precious memory, how could we keep only one copy." Jeremy said proudly.

If Huang Taijing finds out, I'm afraid you really have to go back to England.

I went back to the room, walked around the room a few times, and finally pulled out the chair and sat down at the desk, took out a blank paper, and recorded the music in my head. The song that Huang Taijing was creating was sad The tone, which gave me the inspiration for this aspect, so there is this song now.

I filled in the lyrics and sang it completely. Although I still can't understand what is love and what is the pain of breaking up after love, I was really touched by this song to a certain string in my heart.

I want to give this song to Huang Tae-kyung to contribute to the group. By the way, let Huang Tae-kyung comment on this song. I came to Huang Tae-kyung's door excitedly, but I was about to knock on the door, but hesitated. I stared at the song in my hand. The score, such a complete and smooth piece of music, was written by me, a newcomer who is just getting started in music?

Moreover, it only took an hour to conceive before and after, add lyrics, and final polish. Compared with Huang Tae-kyung who spent a day or two to compose a song, which is still only in its infancy, I am really abnormal. I wondered again if I had heard this song somewhere and just copied it.

Thinking of this, I didn't knock on the door but went back to my room, sat on the bedside and recollected the song carefully.

"...I hope you are my exclusive memory in the bottom of my heart, no matter how bad others say it is It doesn't matter if you walk in the blockade of my feelings and never mention anything about you..." (Note: Chen Xiaochun's "Exclusive Memory")

Opened the drawer and put it together with other scores, and then dug out other scores. I found that because I didn’t learn music theory knowledge systematically before, there were still some deficiencies in some places. I took out all the scores and reviewed them carefully. stand up.

In the middle of the night, I woke up with a stomachache. I thought I had eaten something wrong, so I ran into the toilet, almost crying on my back.

After being a man for a few days, I mentally hinted to myself every day: I am a man, I am a man, I really almost regarded myself as a man.

I felt pain in my lower abdomen, and it seemed like a small saw was cutting my flesh. I really hated the fact that I was a woman.

I don’t know which is more serious than the pain of giving birth. I was tossed and turned because of dysmenorrhea, and I hardly slept in the second half of the night. My back was hot, but my stomach, hands and feet were cold.

Enduring the stomach pain, I went downstairs to take a shower. In the mirror, I saw myself with pale face, pale lips, and swollen eyes. "Wow, who are you, aunt!"

After taking a scalding hot shower, I packed up the changed supplies, and after checking that there were no suspicious marks on the floor, I went back to the room with confidence.

The painkillers I used to take didn't work anymore, and I had the urge to cut that thing out of my body once and for all, and I know it's crazy, but at this point, I'm thinking of being a woman, thinking This kind of thought will come up.

"Beautiful man, why haven't you gotten up to cook yet!" Jeremy knocked on the door, and this guy was looking for something to eat when he woke up.

"Jeremy, I'm not feeling well. You cook the rice, and there are leftovers from last night."

"I ate the leftovers last night as a midnight snack."

"Then eat kimchi."

I took a nap and went downstairs when I felt better. I should eat more calories now, even if it's just white rice.

When I arrived at the living room, I saw Xinyu frying yesterday's leftovers.

"Senior Xinyu, why are you cooking?"

"Jeremy broke the rice cooker, so we can only eat leftovers."

I turned on the rice cooker, and a burnt smell wafted out.

"He pressed the cooking button without turning on the water."

"I thought the rice cooker would come out of water automatically." Jeremy said with a little grievance.

Jiang Xinyu said: "How is your body, your face looks a little pale."

In order to make my face look more rosy, I slapped myself on the face a few times without mercy, but I still didn't hide it from others.

"It's nothing, I didn't sleep well last night, I was a little dizzy."

"If you are really uncomfortable, you can rest at home."

"Can I ask for leave?"

"Of course, I'll make a call for you."

"Thank you, Senior Xinyu."

"We artists are human beings too, and we also need to rest. The company gives us ten days of vacation every year."

365 days a year, only ten days of vacation, should I kneel on the ground to express my gratitude to the company?

After surviving the pain last night, it’s not very painful now, but I haven’t slept all night. I can’t guarantee that I won’t faint during dance practice at night. My identity will definitely be exposed by then. Safety For the sake of it, it's better to lie on the bed and catch up on sleep.

As soon as the few of them left, I began to sleep. I didn't know how long I slept, and I couldn't open my eyes in a daze. There was a shadow in front of my eyes, as if someone was there.

The sight was still blurry, but the voice was clearly heard.

"Stomach hurts again? Have you taken the medicine yet? The old man said that the pain will be gone after we get married, otherwise let's get married, ha ha!"

I opened my eyes suddenly, opened my mouth wide but couldn't breathe, there was a big hand in front of me, I grabbed it instinctively, like a drowning person seeing the hope of life.

"What's wrong with you?" A pair of dry and warm hands helped me to sit up, stroking my back, letting me breathe.

Is it a hallucination? I feel very uncomfortable now, but I don’t know where I feel uncomfortable. I feel uncomfortable all over my body. It’s indescribably uncomfortable.

"Beautiful boy, what's wrong with you?"

I heard a man's voice, raised my eyes to look at him, and was stunned for a moment. I forgot who the other party was. It took me a while to remember, and I called out hoarsely: "Senior Xin Yu."

My hand was still tightly grasping his big hand. Realizing this, I immediately let go of my hand and forced a smile, "I had a nightmare, I made you laugh." I lay back on the bed and was still recovering. Feeling.

"Beautiful man, don't laugh if you don't want to laugh, it's ugly."

"Yes, senior."

"Call me Brother Xinyu like Jeremy."

"Yes, senior."

Xin Yu smiled helplessly.

"Brother Xinyu, here are the towels, and what are you going to do with this glass of brown sugar water?"

Jeremy walked in and handed the things in his hands to Jiang Xinyu.

"Beautiful man, are you suffering from some serious illness, why do you look like you are going to die?" Do I look scary? Jeremy yelled, his voice raised.

"I had a nightmare." I took the towel and tried to wipe the cold sweat off my face, but I couldn't use any strength. I had exhausted all my strength just now when I was struggling to grab Jiang Xinyu's hand.

Jeremy took the towel and sat down beside my bed.

"Are you still a child? It was a nightmare and you cried like this." Although Jeremy said this, his eyes were full of worry, and he wiped my face with a towel, "Ah, did you dream of your own Parents?"

I didn't say anything more, and Jeremy didn't press any more.

"Beautiful boy, why don't you have an Adam's apple?" Jeremy asked curiously when he rubbed my neck.

"Uh……"