Small tear bag [entertainment circle]

Shen Wenji's eyes stayed on his face.

Cen Yi felt it without looking at it, turned around with a guilty conscience and wandered elsewhere, "I don't only have his records...choose your favorite song and play it." Otherwise, the atmosphere would be embarrassing.

Shen Wenji picked out a piano piece at random, so as to avoid another, three, four, five or six singer-songwriters who "had been concerned about a long time ago" appearing.After barely listening for a few minutes, I was still upset, "Is the sandalwood perfume in your room also a product he endorsed?"

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence, with a slightly heavy accent, "The one you sprayed on the pillow."

"...Of course not!"

How can you be so stingy when you are an adult and still care about such things.

It's just that you want to monopolize my favor.

Cen Yi was secretly happy, "Oh, I don't need it anymore. If you also accept the endorsement of perfume, I will definitely buy a case and keep it."

"Buying a box is called wholesale."

Shen Wenji remembered him in his heart, and for the time being, he didn't go into what kind of mentality he had paid attention to Qu Xian for so long.Only by maintaining consistent stubbornness in the matter of disclosing pheromones, "I will not accept this kind of endorsement."

"You said you would never do a show again! Didn't you feel so moved by us that you were about to cry when you collaborated on the stage? I saw it slightly."

"..."

A distance away, Professor Cen couldn't hear their conversation, only heard the sound of the piano, ready for dinner and came to the living room cheerfully, "Yiyi, I have loved music since I was a child. I haven't stopped since I opened my eyes every day. I can't wait for 24 hours a day." Singing with headphones on for hours."

"He's very talented."

Shen Wenji returned to sitting upright, and continued to boast without any disobedience, "The acquired environment is actually more important. Many gifted children are gradually obliterated in the process of growing up. Cen Yi can have such achievements today, thanks to Your guidance and support."

The father and son praised each other, and Professor Cen was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, "Oh, I didn't do anything. Let him play if he likes it, as long as he is happy."

During the dinner, the atmosphere of chatting at the dining table was happy and harmonious, only Cen Yi was shocked when he heard it.

When did Shen Wenji become so talkative? It turns out that social skills can be improved automatically according to the environment and objects?

Professor Cen liked him quite a bit, and talked to him more at the dinner table than to his own son.Cen Yi fell out of favor for a while, and suddenly felt that he was not the only little baby in the family, so he sought a sense of existence dissatisfied, "I want to eat bamboo shoots."

Shen Wenji handed it to him, "Ang."

"..."

Also to pick up food for him, Shen Wenji's chopsticks were half a beat faster than Professor Cen's, proficient as if reflexive, not like the first time he did it.

Professor Cen's interest in chatting suddenly faded, and his whole body became more sober, and he re-examined this young man who should not have appeared at his dinner table.

This young alpha.

Shen Wenji realized something was wrong after he had already made a move. After the chopsticks paused in the air, they turned towards Cen Yi's bowl.Although he behaved as if nothing had happened, it was obviously too late.

Professor Cen looked at him more complicatedly.

Only Cen Yi didn't know anything about the weird atmosphere at the dining table, and he habitually waited for the food when he said it, and he took a breath before realizing that he was at his own home, and he wanted to bury his face in the bowl with his head down.

Professor Cen presided over the situation, cleared his throat and said, "I've taken a day off. I'm sorry, Dad will take you to Dr. Chen's to have a good look at it tomorrow."

Dr. Chen is the attending physician in charge of Cen Yi. He has been with them for many years and is already an old friend of their family. He also has the most thorough grasp of Cen Yi's situation.

But it took a day to complete a series of inspections, but he came to the same conclusion, "All indicators are within the normal range, and there is no problem with Yiyi's eyes."

Professor Cen originally thought that it was the doctors outside who couldn't do it, and he became anxious when he heard him say the same thing, "Then what should I do? There is no problem, why can't I see it so well?"

Dr. Chen has more experience. After a moment of contemplation, he gave another direction, "Although the symptoms are manifested in the eyes, it does not necessarily mean that there is something wrong with the eyes. Have you considered going to seek psychological counseling?"

He lowered his voice and said to Cen Yi, "The department over there should not be closed yet, I can call and make an appointment for you."

There are more patients who come for psychological counseling than expected, and the conversation time of each case is not short.While waiting for Professor Cen to receive a call from the school, he had no choice but to rush back, leaving Shen Wenji here to accompany Cen Yi.

It can be seen that he did not report much hope for this, but just followed the doctor's advice to complete the rest of the process.Cen Yi was a little uneasy, sitting on the bench outside the clinic and waiting anxiously, the corners of his clothes were crumpled, "Why do I need to see a psychiatrist... I just can't see, and it's not that I don't want to live anymore."

In his limited cognition, only those who are so depressed that they lose their sense of life need to see a psychiatrist.

Shen Wenji stood beside the wall, glanced at the hem of his clothes that was suffering, and put his hand on top of his head to comfort him, "It's nothing to be afraid of. Yan Fan has found me a lot before, and the chat is over."

It turns out that experienced people are around.Cen Yi raised his head and rubbed his hair against his palm, "Then what are you talking about?"

"Probably... Just ask me why I'm not happy, or something."

Shen Wenji no longer remembers those same conversations, because most of them are of no use to him.

"Then how do you answer?"

"I said that's what I am."

Shen Wenji's tone was flat: "There are so many people in this world, some are happy and some are not. There's nothing to make a fuss about, don't worry about me."

"..."

Cen Yi was amused by the disdain of "take care of yourself" in his tone, and the time waiting for being called to talk became less tormenting.When it was finally my turn, I entered the consultation room for a private conversation.

After Shen Wenji brought him in, he was asked by the doctor to retreat outside the door.Cen Yi focused all his attention on the person opposite. Although he couldn't see her, he could tell by hearing the voice. She should be a gentle sister. When chatting, she didn't force the patient to reveal a lot of her privacy.The rhythm of the chat is soothing, like a spring breeze.

Cen Yi relaxed from his guard, and gradually opened up to talk about his current situation.Nearly an hour later, the sister on the other side said, "Maybe you don't realize that you are resisting your current life."

"How is that possible." He subconsciously retorted, "Of course I want to get better soon."

"Don't rush to answer. Yiyi, calm down, have you thought about your life after you recover? When your body returns to normal, will your life also return to the state before blindness?"

She said, "That state makes you dissatisfied, or resisted, doesn't it?"

"..."

Cen Yi fell silent.

He didn't really think about whether the life after his debut was what he wanted.An obvious reason is that he has no time to think at all, and runs according to the schedule every day. The rest time is too precious, so he has to hurry up and use it to sleep.

Another reason is that he feels that he has no right to complain. Everyone in Eureka is going through the same job as him, and everyone has digested it well, it makes no sense but he can't accept it.

But what if, at this point, there is a reason to stop?Like—blindness?

"I don't know...but even if you really resist, there's nothing you can do about it."

Cen Yi put his hands on his lap, intertwined his fingers anxiously, and said in a low voice, "Those are things that must be done."

"Yes. Don't be nervous, in fact, we are all like this, especially now in the city, people are under more and more pressure, often because they have to face these things that they may not like, but have to do."

She said, "But since it is something that must be done, instead of doing it in conflict, how about changing your mood?"

"How... switch?"

"To set a higher goal. Imagine that what must be done is a plane leading to the ultimate goal. Every step you are struggling to climb now is an effort to achieve that goal— —you do it spontaneously, not forced to do it.”

On the way home, these words echoed in Cen Yi's mind.He also looked preoccupied during dinner, and went back to his room to be by himself after dinner.

Professor Cen looked even more worried, "Is there something wrong with the psychological consultation?"

Shen Wenji comforted him instead.

"It's okay, it's better to let him think about it quietly."

Originally there were group activities today, and at the same time announced the preparations for new songs and new stages.Cen Yi, who was absent from Eureka due to personal reasons, caused an uproar among fans, and some even speculated that he would not be allowed to participate in the preparation of the new song.For a time conspiracy theories were rampant.

After being inspired by Shen Wenji's method, Cen Yi discovered that he could play with his mobile phone through voice playback, and heard the messages all over the sky step by step by relying on the artificial reminder sound.

In addition to doubts about him, more voices are pessimistic about the development of Eureka.This men's team, which has just passed the glory period of the draft, will inevitably enter a period of short-term brilliance and then dimming. It even needs to use this kind of news to attract attention in order to regain some of the old attention.

It doesn't matter how you get scolded, but Cen Yi doesn't want everyone to be scolded because of him.Especially after work is over, no matter in the group or in private one-on-one chats, everyone is concerned about his condition.

He didn't reply to anyone's message, he put away his phone and pulled up the quilt to cover his head and retreated.

Then came the second day, and the third day.Every day the voice of cynicism towards Eureka has never disappeared, new song rehearsal, only Cen Yi is absent from Reuters' work map.

He wants to regain his sight more urgently than ever, even if it means going back to the heavy schedule he had a month ago.But every day when I open my eyes, all I get is disappointment.

Day after day, another week passed in the blink of an eye, stretching forward without hope.

As if there would never be any change, it continued cruelly forward.

When Professor Cen went to work, only Shen Wenji was with him at home.But he didn't leave his room very often, and it was also difficult for Shen Wenji to talk to him.Under the same roof, it seems to be separated into two spaces.

Only music can flow freely in any space.There was his guitar in the corner of the living room, and Shen Wenji would play it all afternoon when he picked it up.The sound of the piano came to the bedroom, and Cen Yi leaned against the door and listened all afternoon, closing his eyes, as if he could see him when he taught himself how to play the guitar for the first time.

I really want to watch it again.

"I want to quit the group."

A week after returning home, Cen Yi calmly put this decision on the dinner table, "I haven't told my manager and Qi Ran yet. I've thought about it for many days... I think this is the best, whether it's for me or for Eureka. "

The anxiety and guilt of not being able to recover his eyesight increased day by day, turning into psychological pressure that made him unable to recover his eyesight, and fell into an endless vicious circle.

Having been trainees together for a few months, he knows how good the others are.Without his drag, Eureka will definitely have a better development.

"I've thought about it. It's good to just stay at home and make music by myself. Originally, I...never thought about being that kind of person, such a great star. Even if I recover one day Pity."

Cen Yi smiled and said, "Dad, will you feel more at ease this way? I won't have to live so hard anymore, I'm just at home...with you every day. Just like you expected."

He couldn't see Professor Cen's face changing.I don't know how long it has been since I called him by name in such a serious tone, "Cen Yi, you are not such a child."

"You have always been a child with your own opinions, and your father will support you in whatever you want. But have you really thought it through this time? You have persisted for so many years... How many operations have you done, and how much you have suffered! This What is a little setback? What I expect is that you can do what you really want to do! Even if you worry about you and nag you a few words, they will never stop you. "

Professor Cen couldn't help but wipe his eyes when he mentioned the emotional part, but he still said sternly, "Think carefully before making a decision. I don't mean to be a coward."

The atmosphere at the table dropped to freezing point unprecedentedly.Everyone couldn't taste the taste of this dinner. Professor Cen got up first to leave. Shen Wenji had developed self-consciousness in recent days.Poured a glass of warm water and pushed it over, seeing him holding it in both hands, smiling forcedly.

"I just said...you will be scolded."

Shen Wenji leaned against the dining table and looked down at him, "Do you really want to quit the group?"

"It's the best way I can think of."

Cen Yi whispered, "I don't know when I will get better. But I can't keep dragging others down like this. I have to do something."

The dining table and chairs are all made of solid wood, and my back hurts a bit after sitting for a long time.He noticed Shen Wenji approaching, subconsciously raised his arms, and was hugged.There is also a thoughtful note, "Your dad has gone to the study."

"..."

Cen Yi was amused before he could get nervous, and he moved him to the sofa to be more comfortable, "Do you have a lot to say to me?"

Because I have to listen for a long time, I have to change my comfortable position.

"It's not too long. You haven't been out of the room very much recently, so I haven't had a chance to tell you."

"I don't know how to face you."

He rubbed off his slippers, hugged his knees and nestled on the sofa, and didn't even turn in Shen Wenji's direction when he spoke, "I didn't want to let you down...but I let you down."

He has always thought so.Whether it's fans, friends or relatives, don't let these people who really care about and like you down.This longing that has always been hanging in his heart is the source of his pressure and motivation, and now he is leaning towards the anxious side.

"Who? Me?"

Shen Wenji picked up the guitar, plucked the strings and said at the same time, "I am not disappointed in you, neither is Mr. Cen. People who really care about you will not be disappointed in you."

I don't know if it's because of the warm melody, his voice is intertwined with it and it's much softer. "The doctor contacted by Sister Ning is still there. If you want, I will accompany you to England."

"There are still many things that can be done. There are still so many doctors in this world, let's go see them one by one. Even if you can't recover, making music doesn't depend on your eyes. Cen Yi, haven't you always been clear?"

That small studio carried his childhood dreams and also led him to a bigger stage.

Cen Yi knew that their preference for him all came from those show stages that gave him the opportunity to show his brilliance, because of those bright moments, he was discovered and seen.

If the light disappears, it's only natural to leave.Who can force them to stay and wait for the day when they will regain their glory.

This preference may dissipate at any time, and it is inevitable that people will worry about gains and losses.

He can be sure that rather than retreating to his small recording studio, he wants to get better and stand in front of the stage again, even if it is hard, he will be happy.But that is difficult to accomplish, right?If you set your goal so high, you don't know how long it will take to climb up.

"Is it okay even if I never get better?"

"Of course. They're not attracted to you just because your eyes are bright and beautiful."

Shen Wenji said convincingly, "Although your eyes are indeed beautiful."

"……what."

Cen Yi pursed her lips and heard him say, "Just don't worry. Do what you want, those who really care about you - you won't lose any of them."

It is the certainty that can only be obtained by personal experience.

The melody of the guitar continues.Cen Yi suddenly raised his hand to touch the sofa, from the backrest to his shoulder, to confirm the position, "The first time I saw you, you sat here and taught me how to play the guitar."

"Is that also the first time you saw a guitar?"

"Yes. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes that time, I still think that you are the most handsome when you play the guitar."

Cen Yi said, "You are the first person to teach me how to play the guitar."

He has been his "Mr. Shen" since a long time ago.

Shen Wenji put the guitar aside, hugged him to his lap, and repositioned himself, "Then try again."

Cen Yi became tense for a moment, like a rookie who had never learned the guitar, being held in his arms and guided step by step, his fingertips pressed against the strings and vibrated.

Like when I first touched music.The whole world disappeared, only the voice embracing him remained.Surrounding him has accompanied him countless times, and will continue to accompany him.

Look at the withered flowers of yesterday

fresh buds

answer after listening to the din

from the bottom of my heart

stay with me.

Cen Yi heard the small voice in his heart.

He didn't want to be alone, making his own music alone.

Whether it's music or people you love.

Always be with me.

Before going to bed that night, he finally mustered up the courage to listen to the messages for him in the group under the quilt.

"Don't be sad, Yiyi will definitely get better. You are our little sun."

"We are working hard to wait for your return!"

"We formed a group together. It's not Eureka without anyone."

"We'll wait for you no matter how long."

"Eureka will be seven people until the day they disband."

"You will always be the lead singer of eureka."

In his heart, that tiny voice kept growing.The voice that came with the mobile phone was replaced with the warm tone of each of them, until it echoed in my mind in my dream.Multiply by ten, multiply by a hundred, to replace the thousands of voices that could not be conveyed in person, and give him the courage not to give up.

After sleeping until almost noon the next day, Professor Cen had already had breakfast and went to work.

It felt like a long dream.Cen Yi slowly sat up and opened his eyes as usual.

The furnishings of the house have remained the same for over ten years.The sound of the guitar came from the living room, like a continuation of a dream.

Knowing that it was Shen Wenji, he lifted the quilt and left the bedroom as usual, and came to the living room yawning like every morning in the past, but suddenly his steps froze.

The window screen is blown by the breeze, and the daylight is just right.Shen Wenji sat on the sofa holding the guitar, and raised his eyes to look over, "Morning?"

Cen Yi stared at him blankly.In the next second, tears fell straight down, but he smiled brightly, "Good morning."

"You really... you look the most handsome when you play the guitar."

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