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Bai Yanhui didn't expect Wen Youxia to make a move, he didn't even have time to dodge when the fist hit him impartially.The sound of the bone breaking soon made the ears on both sides start to buzz, Bai Yanhui only felt his nasal cavity heat up, he turned his head, the newly lit cigarette brushed Wen Youxia's wrist, and fell to the ground.

He quickly broke free from Wen Youxia, and without any explanation, he punched Wen Youxia with a roar.

"Are you fucking crazy?! You can't say it, can you?"

Wen Youxia flashed past, and pushed Qiu Sheng to make him leave quickly.He knew that Bai Yanhui was not easy to talk, so he kicked him in the ribs, Wen Youxia bowed his waist to cover the fragile internal organs, held Bai Yanhui's hand and twisted it back.

"Fuck!" Bai Yanhui yelled muffled.

Wen Youxia was very clear about the source of his anger, when Bai Yanhui glanced at Qiu Sheng with obscene, almost pornographic eyes, it was as if his face was suddenly stepped on by Lao Bai.When those words became more and more outrageous, they almost didn't make it clear, and when Qiu Sheng's ignorant expression at the beginning became complicated, it was tantamount to uncovering his scars in public.

If it were someone else, Wen Youxia might just let it go for the band's job.But Qiu Sheng was different, he never said this to Qiu Sheng because he was not ready.

What would Qiu Sheng think of him, who would he think he was?

He finally had a companion who could turn on the lights on rainy nights.

He couldn't let Bai Yanhui drive Qiu Sheng away.

Wen Youxia's rationality almost broke at this moment, he slammed his knee against Bai Yanhui's lower abdomen, making the other party scream in pain, and raised his hand to punch him.

As if seeing blood, Qiu Sheng was shocked.

"Wen Xia! Don't!"

Immediately after Qiu Sheng's shout, there was a loud sound of the door opening, Wen Youxia pressed Bai Yanhui against the wall, he turned his head, and hit Bai Yanhui on the side of his face again.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, behind the door, Luo Tuo passed by with a bottle of wine half drunk, and he hugged two women—his little girlfriend was not among them—his eyes were foggy.He recognized the unfriendly entanglement between Wen Youxia and Bai Yanhui, he bit the bottle and laughed out loud.

Qiu Sheng was frightened and felt that Luo Tuo's spirit was not normal.

"Old Bai, what are you playing with?" Luo Tuo said cheerfully, "Take me one."

Wen Youxia let go of Bai Yanhui, and he walked towards the exit without looking back.

When Qiu Sheng chased after him, there was an indistinct conversation behind him:

"Are you bullying others, Lao Bai?"

"A little friction, it's okay... You're addicted again, aren't you?"

"Isn't it? Someone just messed with me inside..."

The iron door slammed shut, blocking the hazy words.Qiu Sheng followed Wen Youxia for a few steps. He didn't go to pick up the violin, and he didn't even ride the motorcycle. He didn't know whether he was angry or wanted to completely break up with the rotten apple, so he abandoned everything.

At the entrance of Lanhua Alley stood a bus stop, Wen Youxia stopped here.

Just now, he and Bai Yanhui didn't hold back each other, he beat Bai Yanhui until his nose bleeds, and he didn't feel any better.As soon as the street lamp was illuminated, the thin and sunken cheeks were now swollen. Bai Yanhui had an iron ring on his hand, which was originally used for decoration. The corner of Wen Youxia's chin was cut off, and there was a bloodstain four to five centimeters long.

The restlessness when listening to the performance, the eagerness to find him, gave way to worry at this moment.Qiu Sheng always carried tissues with him because he was not in good health, and it happened to come in handy at this time.

He took one and handed it over silently, Wen Youxia didn't look at him, but took it.

There was no one at the bus station in the middle of the night. They sat on both sides of the waiting bench and listened to the insects in the wind for several minutes in silence.But in October, the temperature began to drop sharply. The long rainy season passed, and the Donghe River began to enter a clear and dry short autumn, and the insects could not be heard for a long time.

Occasionally a car drove across the road alone, Qiu Sheng moved a little towards Wen Youxia, and said without words: "Did you go to listen to the song I passed on? I saw a stranger's interview record .”

Wen Youxia wiped the blood with a tissue, without looking at him.

"Is it you?" Qiu Sheng asked again without giving up, "The head is white."

It takes a long time for him to finish a song, the computer is stuck, and the quality of the equipment is so-so, so the output is limited.The two original songs of the band last time were recorded by Qiu Sheng and the others who rented a recording studio to find professionals, but the results were not satisfactory.Zuo Zuo is not busy now, and has written a new song. Qiu Sheng didn't plan to spend any more money to enter the studio, so he bought equipment to record it himself, corrected it bar by bar, and then made a simple arrangement with a synthesizer.

During the period of Rotten Apple's tour, Wen Youxia was not there, and he suddenly seemed to have a long blank space.So the song "May Rain" was recorded and produced by Qiu Sheng, and finally posted on the website late at night.

There are not many listeners on the website, and the access records cannot be deleted. He has a few fixed fans who will take turns to leave messages and send him private messages to exchange ideas.Qiu Sheng thought about the sudden appearance of the profile picture for a long time, and out of his intuition, he thought it should be Wen Youxia.

As for why I ask now, maybe the autumn wind is cool and gentle.

"Yes." Wen Youxia finally agreed.

Qiu Sheng was like a middle school student waiting for his grades: "Then what do you think, I sang."

Wen Youxia: "Very good."

Hearing the affirmation from his mouth, Qiu Sheng can heal all the depressed mood he had suffered half an hour ago.He moved a little closer to Wen Youxia's side, leaving only the distance of a palm.

"What about the arrangement? I'm not very good at it."

"Generally, it's not impossible, but it can be better." Wen Youxia looked at him, and pressed the wound on his chin with a tissue, "For example, the rhythm of the drum can be less heavy, try using hi-hat more."

Qiu Sheng nodded frequently, and almost took the phone to flip a page of the memo and start writing.

But Wen Youxia didn't continue talking, he seemed to be recalling the melody of that song, and asked: "The bass melody in your chorus, is there..."

imitating me?Learn from me?follow me?

Nothing seems right.

He got stuck, but Qiu Sheng said without hesitation: "It's a bit similar, right? I want to try your style. I liked the riff you played last time, but the synthesizer always feels bad." something..."

"The song is very good." Wen Youxia said, "Are you considering recording it?"

"When I form a new band, I will find a way to save money and rent a recording studio." Qiu Sheng folded his legs together. He propped up the seat and wanted to shake it, but he couldn't do it. He turned his head and pointed to his chin and asked, "Are you still in pain here?"

Qiu Sheng knew that Wen Youxia might be a little confused if the topic changed too abruptly, and he could get a relatively honest answer when he was unguarded like this.Sure enough, Wen Youxia removed the mottled, rust-red tissue, and the swollen cheeks didn't seem to affect his fine features too much, and he was still very handsome.

The bloody chin has basically scabbed over, and it doesn't hurt to talk anymore.

He looked directly at Qiu Sheng and exposed his wounds, but Qiu Sheng suddenly recalled his delusions and desires, and his ears began to heat up in an instant.

The two looked at each other, neither of them looked away, but the atmosphere just became ambiguous.

Until an empty taxi slowed down and honked at them.

"Dudu-"

Wen Youxia stood up first as if waking up from a dream: "My car is still in Lanhua Lane."

"You asked me to meet today and I didn't bring any money, Wen Xia." Qiu Sheng grabbed his clothes, raised his head, his eyes were as bright as the light accidentally leaked from the starry sky in autumn, "You see me off."

The taxi pressed it again impatiently, but they didn't move, and the driver drove away.

Qiu Sheng's words were straightforward, but after he said them, he began to feel guilty.

But Wen Youxia didn't give him a chance to regret it: "Let's go."

Regarding Bai Yanhui's remarks in the livehouse, Luo Tuo's strange look and the contradictions outlined by those short words during the tour, Qiu Sheng didn't ask Wen Youxia, and they treated these things as if they never happened.

Wen Youxia chose to forget this night, and Qiu Sheng couldn't say "I love you" for the time being.

When he learned that Wen Youxia might have liked men in the first place, he was flustered for a moment. The original idea of ​​"confessing and being beaten up by him as a pervert" seemed unlikely to happen.But without the excuses and backing of "I was joking after drinking too much wine" and "I didn't mean that kind of liking", Qiu Sheng flinched.

He was afraid that Wen Youxia was serious, and even more afraid that Wen Youxia was not serious.

But Qiu Sheng didn't think about what to do next, and one thing in advance almost turned Lanhua Lane upside down.

Camel was arrested on suspicion of drug possession and gathering crowds to take drugs.

The venue is the Blueberry Night, the backstage lounge, where Qiu Sheng goes almost every week.An hour before the camel was taken away by the police, Qiu Sheng and Wen Youxia took the car and drove past the shadow of broken street lights on the ground.

The danger of knowing a thing is not equal to the shock of the actual danger.

Many years later, Qiu Sheng felt that day was like yesterday. When he came out of the record store where he worked part-time, he saw Julie standing under a tree in a daze.He thought Julie was broken in love, and just about to make a joke, she grabbed Qiu Sheng's arm, lowered her voice, and kept trembling her tongue: "Everyone with rotten apples is taken away, you know that?!"

The joke was quickly extinguished, and Qiu Sheng became serious: "When did it happen?"

"A few days ago..." Julie grabbed him tightly, "Damn it, I've been away from Donghe for some family business these days, and I just came back. Today, Blueberry had a performance, but I found out that I was investigated..."

"Is it a camel?" Qiu Sheng instinctively remembered the drowsy appearance of the camel that day.

Julie bit her lower lip: "It should be. They played too crazy. In the middle of the night, they caught up with the police to check all the things that did not violate the regulations in the entertainment venue. When they saw that the camel looked strange, they took it away."

"..."

"Brother Six was also taken away to cooperate with the investigation, and then Blueberry was temporarily closed, and Rotten Apple's performances were all cancelled. I asked, and they said that the band members had been arranged for several rounds of urine tests."

Qiu Sheng's forehead twitched violently: "Wen Xia also...?"

"right."

"But Wen Xia is not that kind of person at all!" Qiu Sheng lost his mind all of a sudden, "No, are they still detained? I'm going to find Wen Xia, the test results should have come out long ago—"

Julie stopped him: "Xiaoqiu, calm down, you go to someone, they will know that you were there that day."

Qiu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, he was almost afraid that he understood Julie's hint: "What do you mean?"

"My sister just released it, and she said, it's scary, and now many people are busy separating the relationship..." Probably now someone shared the shocking news. Although Julie's face was still ugly, her speech speed gradually returned to normal. , "Xiaoqiu, don't go to Lanhua Lane these few days... I know you are definitely not that kind of person, but you should protect yourself first."

After all, they were young, and they didn't realize the seriousness of the matter until then.Qiu Sheng pinched his hands, uncontrollably imagining the worst outcome, even though he knew intellectually that Wen Youxia could never touch drugs, the police would not embarrass people who didn't touch those things at all.

But the sun was shining brightly, and Qiu Sheng stood on the spot with his hands cold, his stomach churning.

Julie found that something was wrong with him, and asked worriedly: "Xiaoqiu, are you okay?"

"Very good, sister, thank you." Qiu Sheng reassured her.

"Thank you...I'm afraid you've been busy looking for a job and missed the news." Julie deliberately eased the atmosphere, "I'm feeling better now, can I buy you a drink?"

Had a cold drink with Julie nearby, she said her boyfriend was going to pick her up, Qiu Sheng waited with her until Julie was sent away, endured the discomfort caused by the cold drink or anxiety, immediately took out her mobile phone and called Wen Youxia Telephone.

"The person you dialed is busy."

Qiu Sheng told himself: Calm down, it's only for the past few days, maybe it's not over yet.

"The person you dialed is busy."

Don't worry, he's not that kind of guy.

Qiu Sheng was about to press the replay button for the third time, when the caller ID popped up first.

He was startled, and almost broke his voice when he fumbled through the connection: "Wen Xia?! I heard them say—"

Wen Youxia sounded tired: "Qiu, I've already gone home."

Qiu Sheng blurted out: "I want to see you!"

Wen Youxia was silent for a few seconds: "Huh?...I'm fine."

"I have to see you in person to confirm whether there is anything wrong, and what you say doesn't count."

He was extremely anxious, but Wen Youxia seemed to be smiling.His voice returned to the tenderness of a summer night, like when he told Qiu Sheng, "You can call me."

"Where are you?" Wen Youxia asked back, "I'll go see you, okay?"

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