Neptune comes to the entertainment industry

Shi Han was pinching a manuscript with doubts in his eyes.

Before he had time to ask the manager, the other party rushed in: "Little ancestor! Your song is amazing!"

As he spoke, he raised his phone excitedly towards him: "Look, No.1 "Nine Palaces" on the ranking list."

Shi Han nodded, his indifferent expression remained unchanged, the bright sunlight outside the window shone in and fell on the man's face, he was like a piece of unmelted ice, he said indifferently: "I see."

It seems that since a few days ago, he has been in this state, a little cold, looking lifeless, and has been staying at home until today.

Only then did he show some freshness.

Before the manager could ask, Shi Han stepped forward and said, "Have you seen this song manuscript?"

As soon as the words fell, he took it back: "Forget it, I will think about it myself."

The manager was helpless, he was capricious towards him, as if he was used to it.

But to be honest, he had never seen the song draft, and even the word "Bo Xue" on it was unfamiliar.

The broker thought of another thing.

His tone was quite heavy: "Little ancestor, you have been a little decadent these days."

Shi Han was lying on the sofa, reading the song manuscript in front of the sun. He had just read it briefly before, but this time he read it again and found a difference.

As for the manager, he hummed perfunctorily.

Manager: "How about we hold a concert?"

He spoke in an excited tone, snapping his fingers one by one, what kind of sponsorship from xx, the ready-made venue of the stadium, etc., as if there was only one difference, and he could pull it up in a second.

Shi Han: "...you are very thoughtful."

As he spoke, his eyes fixed and he rubbed his fingertips in the lower right corner. It was a very forceful handwriting, as if he was very excited at the time. It read: I would like to dedicate this song to the person I love the most——h.

He sat up abruptly, the person he loves the most? !

What's going on, his mind is blank, does he have someone he likes?Shi Han began to wonder, did he forget something?

His eyes fell on the manager: "Do you think there is anything abnormal about me these days?"

The manager looked blank, what's abnormal?

When Shi Han saw this, he knew that he couldn't ask anything.

The concert was finally finalized.

A month later at the Capital Gymnasium, Shi Han posted the news on Weibo, and then the doorbell rang.

When he came back, he had a box and an invoice in his hand. The staff said that the things he had stored there before had expired.

However, Shi Han looked at the box without any impression in his mind.

He opened the box, and there was only one recording disc inside, and after opening it, he found that there was a song inside. Shi Han was flustered, and the prelude had already sounded.

In the faint accompaniment, he heard a voice.

"I would like to dedicate this song to my favorite—Huohuo."

There was only one sentence, and then there was silence in the next moment, Shi Han clenched his fingers, it was his voice.

But he has no memory.

Chi Yan's singing sounded, Shi Han clenched his fingertips, he couldn't describe how he felt now, it was a mess.

h, Huo Huo, who is he/she?

What memory did he lose?It was clear that he didn't feel any discomfort before, but this discovery made him unable to calm down. He took a sip of ice water and opened the Weibo page.

Before the concert, the fans were completely crazy, and the bottom was full of excited shouts, and a strange @.

Yan Huo Huo.

Shi Han blinked, his breathing stagnated unconsciously, h was his initial, Huohuo was his name.

He is gay.

Flipping through the comments below, Shi Han got the news that they are friends, and he and Yan Huohuo have a good relationship.

Is it a secret love that ends without a disease?

He breathed a sigh of relief, for some reason, his heart suddenly calmed down, and he tried to send a message to the other party, [Concert tickets, you must come to attend. ]

Show read, no response yet.

In the room at the other end, Yan Huohong put down his phone with eyes wide open, and inserted his fingertips into the man's stubble. The scorching flames burned him into a puddle of spring water.

Nameless undercurrents permeate the body.

He has given up.

The rosy lips parted slightly, and a moist and hot voice overflowed from the lips and tongue: "A Yuan, please, smash me into pieces!"

He exhaled and slapped it on the cold glass.

……

Until the middle of the night, Shi Han stared at the screen, his eyes were bloodshot, he didn't even know what he was waiting for.

Yan Huohuo: [Okay, thank you Brother Shi. ]

It's a month in a flash.

The concert has started.

Shi Han sang, his eyes flicked across the auditorium, and the exclamation was continuous and endless, he was looking for someone.

a liar.

Halfway through, the empty seat finally ushered in the owner. He was bathed in the beam of light, but his eyes were fixed on that person.

He seemed a little tired, but the corners of his eyes and brows were rosy red, half of his face was wrapped in an extremely wide scarf, and the concert finally reached its climax.

"Next, I would like to draw a lucky audience to sing with me." The man on the stage lowered his brows, had a cold silhouette, and a cold voice.

Fans don't know why, but they can hear traces of softness.

There was a moment of silence below, and then an astonishing cry broke out again.

Each position has its own order. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shi Han took out a small ball, fine sweat stains appeared on his palm, and his voice was extremely gentle, as if water would flow out in the next moment: "521."

"number 521."

Yan Huohuo was stunned for a moment, it was him.

Yan Huohuo stood up. He was used to the attention of the public, but the fans didn't know it. At first, they were just envious of No. 521. After Yan Huohuo took off his scarf and revealed his appearance, the cheers almost overturned the venue. .

It's here!It's here!

Who wouldn't be excited, especially the following sweet and lovely love song, which completely subverted Shi Han's previous style, and the contrast was extremely cute.

Shi Han sang, his eyes fell on the young man and the scarf around his neck, which was indescribably familiar.

How long can a song last, it seems to be over in the blink of an eye.

He could clearly see the alienation in Yan Huohuo's eyebrows and the red marks on his neck, Shi Han opened his mouth.

Yan Huohuo was about to leave.

He smiled and said, "Goodbye."

Suddenly handing him the scarf, the voice was extremely low: "This is your thing, I will return it to you."

Shi Han nodded with a strong smile: "Thank you."

Everything is so natural and harmonious.

The man-made snowflakes that fell from the sky covered his eyebrows, and he raised his eyebrows: "This is my last song - "Thin Snow"."

The introduction of a few numbers is so simple that it is unbelievable.

The repercussions it brought were huge, until the end, the flow of people dispersed, all of them with red eyes, subconsciously thought of Shihan on the stage, when the singing ended, he suddenly half-kneeled on the ground, and the snowflakes fell one after another, he stood there, Motionless, like a dead tombstone.

How sad and desperate is it to write such words and sing such songs?

Shi Han was silent for a long time, and slowly opened his lips: "Goodbye."

The ethereal voice echoed in the air, and he was answering the young man who would never hear.

Postscript: Shihan is getting old, lying on the rocking chair, he can vaguely see his former handsome appearance, and the wisteria flowers in front of him are in full bloom like a string of waterfalls.

He was holding a drawing book and an old mobile phone in his hand.

He has a game account, and there is only one special attention in it. He has waited all his life, but he has not waited for it to light up.

Some people live in the same world, but they seem to be isolated at the ends of the earth, and they will never meet again throughout their lives.

The author has something to say: Hey, I'm sorry Shi Han.

Tomorrow, I will write a sweet fire episode (?)

Thank you for your support, cute~

全订抽奖，我设置了。感谢在2021-02-1120:55:21~2021-02-1220:57:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles for the bald head;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!