Uncle, where to escape!

In this world, where there is entertainment, there must be wine, but where there is wine, there may not be entertainment.

"Mask" Bar - is such a place.In this small bar with simple decoration, there is no smoky stimulant, no scantily clad men and women, and no hysterical DJ shouting mics and messy scratching... Every guest's clothes and faces are written With cultivation and intellectuality.

They came to listen to songs, in the true sense, and just to listen to one person's song.

Even this bar was named after the singer——the singer on the stage was wearing a black robe and a white mask, covering himself from his body to his face.

No one knows who he is. The thick railings around the stage indicate that he does not welcome the approach of others. The beautiful female owner of this bar has blocked countless talent scouts and fans for him. He only focuses on singing, only That's all.

Singing those original songs with a voice like the sounds of nature, even people who don't understand music can't help but stop in front of the door, as if after listening to his singing, even all the troubles will disappear.

In an inconspicuous corner offstage, a guest ordered a cocktail, but never touched it.Such a thing is not surprising here, listening to songs and listening to ecstasy happens from time to time... However, this guest is indeed a little strange, with long clothes, trousers, scarf, hat and sunglasses, keeping himself tight—— For the midsummer season, the clothes are a bit too much, almost comparable to the "mask" on the stage.

The eyes under the sunglasses are always closed, listening quietly... Lan Yan has to admit that this person's singing voice really has a refreshing effect, not only the singing skills are good, but the heart of the singer must be as pure as water. The state of mind is turned into musical notes and conveyed to the listener...

Every time he gets annoyed by those messy things, he will come here to listen to this person sing; every time he sits in this corner, he will close his eyes, because when he looks at the mask, there will be an uncontrollable feeling The urge to take it - not out of curiosity, but out of jealousy!

Also as a singer, I, who was plastered with posters all over the street, actually envied that person's clean world and voice... So, if I can take off that mask, there must be a hideous face under the mask. If so, he might be able to balance his heart a little bit.

——Of course, this is just the dark side of human nature. He is not bored enough to really do things that hurt others and benefit himself, so he always listens with his eyes closed.

The intermittent applause woke him up from his dream, he looked down at his watch, at 10:30, that guy's performance was over again... Could it be that he was an uncle who had to return early with his family?

He smiled self-deprecatingly, and was about to stand up, but the slight movement from the door made his smile froze on his face...

In the dressing room mirror——

The man's face is thin and fair, under the delicate eyebrows, in a pair of beautifully contoured eyes, the color contact lenses are clear to the bottom, the smooth nose bridge, and the slightly thin lip line - such an appearance, it is easy to think of it as coming from the gods Hand aesthetic sculpture.

Who would have thought... what Guan Yuxun hated the most in his life was this face that brought him endless disasters?

Taking off the "armed body" is like taking off a layer of skin. In the narrow dressing room, the slightly sweaty body leans against the wall exhaustedly... Another day, and finally survived another day, Day after day, year after year, the world he wanted was as small and peaceful as this locker room.

At this moment, the door was pushed open quietly, then quickly closed and locked——

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