Reborn ghost superstar

That was the first time He Jinglin saw Jiang Feng cry.

Not physical tears forced out by pain, but real crying.

The young man's expression didn't even show any big waves, but the slender and beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, leaving two shallow ripples between the brows.Such deep peace caused He Jinglin's heart to throb suddenly, and he felt a huge sadness surge up in an instant, almost swallowing him.

Jiang Feng was unusually enthusiastic and proactive. He finally understood what the phrase "I miss you" meant.The despair behind that made him palpitate.

No one can bear to watch the one they love cry for themselves!

At that time, He Jinglin really panicked.He wanted to comfort Jiang Feng with his usual gentle and doting tone, he wanted to flatten the wrinkles between his brows with the softest and pious kiss, he wanted to wipe away the tears for his lover, he rubbed the ends of those crimson eyes repeatedly, and told him not to cry .

However, when he raised his hand to Jiang Feng's side cheek, he couldn't put it on the skin that he had kissed and caressed countless times.

The two of them stood quietly in the porch for a long time, maintaining a very close posture, as if they could clearly feel the slight air current brought by each other's heartbeat.But in the middle of such a short distance, it seems that there is an indestructible barrier that can never be crossed, so that the originally enthusiastic heart gradually fades away in the long struggle and turns into a pile of dead ashes.

"...Do I still have a chance to explain?"

After a long time, He Jinglin seemed to sigh, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, then turned and walked towards the house. "Anyway, come in first, standing at the door won't help."

Jiang Feng was silent for a while, finally wiped away his tears, and followed slowly.

He Jinglin lived in a family suite with a kitchen and a living room.He took a drink from the refrigerator and led Jiang Feng to sit on the sofa. The scene was exactly the same as the first confrontation between the two at Jiang Feng's house.

However, the position has been completely reversed.

"Where should we start with this matter..." He Jinglin didn't speak until he finished smoking a cigarette.

"If you ask me this way, you probably already know the answer. I am not the author of "Black Hole", and the main song melody of "Light" is not my original creation. But now, you suddenly mentioned "Black Hole", yes Both me and An Ge are in great trouble. As the producer of that album, I must suppress this matter. That day you mistook me for one of the copyright holders in a trance, which happened to be the one with me. Your excellent bargaining chip, from my point of view, don't waste too much."

He Jinglin's tone was calm and natural, with an elegant demeanor, just like a routine speech at the company's annual meeting.That tone made Jiang Feng feel sore again, and lowered his head slightly.

"At that time, I just thought that you just want to be famous. Use the identity of the copyright owner to seal your mouth, and then give some small profits. When the limelight of the matter passes, even if you know the truth, there is absolutely no way to cause anything. Big storms are coming. What's more, you have already had a bad record before this, and if things really go wrong, the person who will believe the public opinion must be me."

He spoke the whole sentence in one go, taking it for granted, but he paused after he finished speaking, took a deep breath, turned to face Jiang Feng, put his hands on his knees, and bowed his body solemnly to apologize.

"I lied to you, I'm sorry."

Without even a single excuse, he simply and decisively told the cruelest truth. Although Jiang Feng was mentally prepared, he still turned his face away when he heard this, covered his mouth with his hands, and trembled uncontrollably.

"...Is this the most common crisis public relations technique used by big bosses like you?" Jiang Feng whispered after a long while.He Jinglin just looked deeply at the person in front of him, and didn't answer.

"If this is the case... If I agree to reconcile, your goal has been achieved. You signed me to Yimei, which is considered as a kindness...Why do you continue to pester me? You said you were serious, that you sang for me fascinated by the way you look, saying that you always remember the original author of "Black Hole" in your heart—"

"It's true." He Jinglin suddenly raised his voice as if eager to defend himself, interrupting Jiang Feng's words.

"It's all true."

Jiang Feng turned his head suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Let me be sure that you belong to him. It is the song "Sleepsong" you played in the Battle. Although this song was also posted on Fomalhaut's homepage, it did not indicate that it was a farewell song. Only Xiao The boss said it very briefly once at the performance. However, if the audience at that time sang this song again, they would just be like the little boss, saying that this is a song to send off friends. In your words, it is, This song was composed by a friend to see you off. Even though it is unbelievable, this sentence still makes me very sure that it is you who came back after going through reincarnation."

"... how do you know these things..."

He Jinglin smiled self-deprecatingly.

"You sang in a bar called NewYorker for half a year. Later, after you formed Fomalhaut, you sang in Fireworks for a year and a half. Every Tuesday, Friday and Saturday from 10pm to 1pm. You are at your own expense with the boss. There was an album called "Prelude", a total of 500 copies were engraved, and most of them were given away... If I said that I am your fan, would you believe it?"

Jiang Feng was dumbfounded as he listened to these past stories being told from people who should have had no connection at all, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

"It's just like what you said, if it's just for the sake of reconciliation, there's no need for me to pester you again and again. With my character, I won't do such a thing at all. But, you probably don't know, the first time we met When you called me "Little Boss", to what extent do you resemble the original you. At the beginning, I wanted to keep you by my side, probably because of an obsession with what I couldn't ask for when I was young. I have countless times I said to myself that I must be crazy, I am obviously a completely different person, from appearance to voice, age, experience, there is no similarity at all, and reincarnation and the like are simply ridiculous..."

He Jinglin brushed his hair back with his hands, and his eyes revealed a kind of calmness amidst helplessness.

"But you broke the bottom line of my common sense again and again. The more we get along, the more I feel that it's you! It's you..."

This sentence was repeated several times in a low voice by He Jinglin as if sighing.At last he lowered his head, his broad shoulders shrunk slightly, looking a little helpless.

"I told you that you are the first person in this world who made me realize that music has the power to touch people's hearts. It was the first time that I felt that I really liked something and had my own feelings. None of these words are false."

Jiang Feng never expected that the truth would be like this.

He originally thought he was a music partner in his previous life, but turned out to be a passer-by who plagiarized and used his works privately, and used disgraceful means to cover them up.Originally thought that the music path in the previous life would lead to nothing in the end, but it turned out that under such circumstances, I found out that I had an avid fan who had listened to every song of his and followed every movement of him.

If it weren't for this occasion, he should be happy.I should have cheered and cried with joy.

But now, he just felt empty in his heart.

He was silent for a long time, and finally squeezed out such a sentence from his throat: "...why did you lie to me?"

"How do you want me to explain to you? From the first time you saw me, you decided that I was the little boss, and you were so happy to see your friend from the previous life again. Then no matter what I do later, you I feel like a little boss. I play the organ for you, I sing for you, every thing I do that touches you a little bit, you are grateful for another person..."

He Jinglin shook his head again and again, and was a little irritable at the end.He sighed, "In the most important battle for the position, you sang the song that the little boss gave you back then, and you sang "Long Time No See" at the end of the semifinals. You really seized every opportunity to confess your love to him, huh ...Can't there be one time, the person you see in your eyes is me?"

Jiang Feng was speechless again.He shook his head numbly, hesitated for a while, and then said softly: "It's not like this..."

Sometimes people's first impression is everything.Indeed, as He Jinglin said, he recognized the wrong person at first sight, and he didn't get instant clarification. Looking at it later, no matter what the other person said or did, he could find similar traces in his impression of the other person.But this is an extremely cruel thing for the person who has been misidentified.

He never really thought about what kind of feelings he had for He Jinglin.Maybe at first it was just for the water drop, but later I felt that it was better to be accompanied by someone than to be alone, and later, from the time at the Imperial Concert Hall, I was moved by the other party's musical accomplishments, and because I believed that this was the experience of sharing joys and sorrows in previous lives Partner, so I have a special sense of belonging...

But it's definitely more than that.

It's definitely not just because of the name "little boss" that people are willing to accept him and be with him.

"I can't tell, but it's definitely not like this..." He raised his hand and pulled the hair on his forehead, and repeated the sentence in a low voice.