silver sea

Qiu Sheng's gloomy face was reflected in the defogging mirror in the bathroom. He wiped the water droplets from his hair, turned his head, and turned his back to the mirror.

He wasn't wearing a shirt, and his pajama pants showed a narrow waist.Years of staying out day and night without basking in the sun made Qiu Sheng's skin pale like a vampire, his back was particularly thin, and his thin layer of muscles had been completely consumed without being noticeable.

Qiu Sheng stretched his backhand to his back with difficulty, the skin under the left shoulder blade was slightly uneven.

He turned his face sideways and stared at the blue-black flying bird reflected in the mirror at an awkward angle, the simple lines outlined the joy of fluttering wings.Qiu Sheng rubbed it with his fingertips. He was very afraid of pain, so he always remembered the feeling at that time. They were too impulsive and couldn't wait to prove their love.

The crazy 21-year-old Li Ming slowly took shape in the exchange of breaths for the song he was going to write for Wen Youxia.

In the first physical contact, everyone was a little at a loss, lost the point, and caressed each other in a panic.Relieving the initial eagerness, Wen Youxia pressed his hands and interlocked his fingers. Qiu Sheng remembered that he seemed to be crying in pain, being opened and full, and Wen Youxia's heartbeat accelerated when he hugged him, and he was panting hot in his ears— — two souls in perfect harmony.

All he had left was this thought, and then his consciousness was fuzzy, constantly rising and falling, and the night sky outside the window became an overturned ocean, all surging towards him, surrounded by stars.

Wen Youxia kissed him, and Qiu Sheng couldn't breathe from the kiss. The scorching temperature of the high fever became the best catalyst for lust. He once thought that he was on the verge of death.

Qiu Sheng couldn't stand it until the third time, he leaned against the pile of equipment beside the bed: "I want, I'll write down the melody first..."

Just as his fingers touched the black and white keys of the recording keyboard, Wen Youxia grabbed his waist, and Qiu Sheng's hand smashed out a series of trembling notes.He was bitten on the back of the neck, Wen Youxia kissed him vaguely, said, "What song are you writing?", sweating profusely squeezed into his body.He was soaked, buried his head, and accidentally turned on the recording button.

Intermittent breathing and whispering, chaotic bumping, embarrassing sound of water, all kinds of strange sound effects were recorded in a mess, and they were recorded by accident for several hours, and Qiu Sheng's ears turned red.

They seemed to have tried all the postures that existed in cognition, and finally hugged each other wetly.Wen Youxia wanted to take a bath, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't walk and he had to follow him. In the end, he was so delirious after washing that he was carried out half asleep and half awake and wrapped in a quilt.

The next day they couldn't wait to leave a commemoration of the beginning of this relationship. Wen Youxia forgot what he said, "There is nothing to commemorate", and decided to do it quickly and firmly.Qiu Sheng remembered that the light in the tattoo parlor was very poor. On the second floor, he took off all his shirts and turned his back to the tattoo artist. He was afraid from the time of disinfection.

Wen Youxia had already finished tattooing at that time, and very small snowflakes fell on his knuckles.

He hugged Qiu Sheng with that hand, covered his eyes like kissing in a snowy night, and ran through his hair one by one.

When the stabbing pain came from his back, Wen Youxia sat in front of him and squeezed Qiu Sheng's tense muscles, comforting him softly, saying don't be afraid of me being here.The tattoo artist also teased Qiu Sheng that "he is so grown up that he is afraid of pain", and after finishing the last stroke, the short-haired woman praised him: "Your boyfriend is really patient."

At that time, Qiu Sheng was full of joy, only thinking: Yes, this tall, handsome guy who can play bass is my boyfriend.

Below the shoulder blades, a lifelike bird seems to fly away from his body at any moment, taking his soul with him.Qiu Sheng thought about it when he chose the position, he couldn't see this place, and only let Wen Youxia kiss.

The song he wrote for Wen Youxia is called "Flying Bird".

The song was never performed, nor recorded on their first album.

In the prelude, there is the sound of cloth rubbing against each other from far to near, and the ambiguous and calm breathing sound in the middle gradually amplifies as the climax comes, and then slowly disappears, and everything returns to silence amidst the increasingly heavy heartbeat.

"She flew and flew, she was a bird on the clouds, she wandered tirelessly in the dry north, she drowned in a heavy rain at dusk, she fell into the moon drowned by the waves."

"She flies and flies, she is a bird submerged in the moon."

And now, the tattoo hasn't faded, and the bird hasn't flown away.

After several years, Qiu Sheng finally tried to look at it again, and the blankness of Wen Youxia's fingers appeared uncontrollably in his mind. Immediately, it seemed that an invisible hand grabbed his throat, and it became difficult to breathe.

He retracted his gaze and looked at a pair of scissors on the washstand.

Because the scene of being scratched by a broken A string at that time left a deep psychological shadow on Gu Qi, he was afraid that Qiu Sheng would have an accident, so he took all the knives—every time he came to check if there were new ones— They were all locked in the drawer, the key was kept by Gu Qi, and only Qiu Sheng left a blunt, non-cutting ceramic knife for necessary situations.

Qiu Sheng never hurt himself, but the sentence he yelled during the quarrel became the motivation to force him to pick up the scissors. Qiu Sheng looked at the snow-white blades against the light.

He picked up the lighter and burned the blade of the scissors carefully.

The first stroke was crooked, but the second time, Qiu Sheng checked the position with his other hand for a long time before pulling the tattoo firmly from memory.

He turned his back again and saw that the bird's wings had been broken off.

Originally wanted to dig out that whole piece, but it was too difficult to operate by himself, not to mention that he didn't seem to be able to hurt Wen Youxia by doing so, so try to make yourself feel better——Qiu Sheng is satisfied with this unintentional result Extremely.

As if he didn't feel any pain, he washed his hands, briefly wiped off the blood, sanitized it again, and put on his shirt.

Take the keys and mobile phone to go out, walk, and go to the third city hospital for basic examination.

Low blood pressure, anemia, irregular heartbeat, nothing else.

The doctor had a good impression of him. After reading the results of several examinations, he earnestly advised him not to ruin his body, quit smoking and drinking, and stay up late.Qiu Sheng promised well, but he didn't take it seriously.

After all, who wouldn't smoke his cigarette now, and wouldn't just serve a small cup of Jack Daniel's with iced black tea when he asked for wine, reasoning that "to be my lead singer, you must protect your voice".

Qiu Sheng left the doctor's office and sent the results of the physical examination to Gu Qi. As expected, he received a warm greeting from "Mother Gu": "Why didn't you do a gastroscopy again!"

Qiu Sheng: "Next time."

Gu Qi: "This is the most important thing! Let me tell you what's good about you, what if you find polyps again?!"

Qiu Sheng didn't take it seriously: "Pick it off."

Gu Qi reminded him to pay attention to his medical history.

In the year when Yinshan was disbanded, Qiu Sheng was hospitalized and had a comprehensive examination. As a result, he was found to have a duodenal ulcer.It was discovered early, and no perforation or gastrectomy is needed for treatment, but the situation so far is not optimistic. Long-term attention must be paid to diet to reduce the possibility of recurrence.Gu Qi wished he could print out the list and stick it on Qiu Sheng's forehead, even if it was so, he couldn't stop him from smoking and drinking.

ulcer?Just crash, it doesn't matter.

You are not yet 27 years old.

That's even better, my idol also committed suicide at the age of 27.

Gu Qi sent a bunch of swear words.

But gastroscopy is never done unless it is absolutely necessary. Qiu Sheng retched at the thought of being poked into his body by that tube.

He put the phone back in his pocket to end the quarrel with Gu Qi. When he looked up, the three words "oncology department" on the floor guide made him dispel the idea of ​​going home and continuing to sleep.

The inpatient department of the oncology department is in another building. When Qiu Sheng arrived, he calmly said to the nurse on duty, "I'm here to visit Wen Dechang, may I ask which ward he is in?"

It is a double ward, but only one person lives there, the door is closed tightly, and there is a small window on the top to see the situation inside.

The curtains were probably drawn, so the ward was extremely dark, and it was hard to see whether the person lying on the bed was asleep or awake. A half-meter-wide camp bed was set up next to it, and Wen Youxia was sitting on it with his arms around him in a daze.

His side face can't be seen clearly, and Qiu Sheng doesn't know whether the redness and swelling on Wen Youxia's neck pinched by him has disappeared, but he is sure that the bite on the corner of his mouth has not healed, so how should he explain to Wen Dechang——I Ex Boyfriend Tickled Me?Wen Youxia probably wouldn't say that.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Dechang met once a long time ago.

At first, Qiu Sheng was very uncomfortable with the condescending arrogance of the other party when he looked at him, but then, Wen Dechang clearly said to Wen Youxia, "I don't agree with you being with this kind of person", which made Qiu Sheng even more disgusted.

He hasn't come into contact with too many people with the surname Wen, but he hates each one more than the other.

Qiu Sheng watched Wen Youxia cautiously through the window, he was like a stalker, wanting to confirm whether Wen Youxia's "accompanying bed" was deceiving.Now that it was confirmed to be true, Qiu Sheng wanted to rush in and take Wen Youxia away.

Holding the doorknob in his hand, he was about to push the door when a boy's voice sounded behind him: "Who are you looking for?"

Click.

Something suddenly broke in my heart.

The boy who was a few steps away was holding a thermos, and caught Qiu Sheng's eyes unexpectedly.

Qiu Sheng raised his eyebrows, he was on guard, but he didn't retreat.The boy's figure was slightly round, and he was much taller than he remembered, but his facial features did not change much.Not ugly, but too inferior compared to his handsome "brother" who has no blood relationship, at best he can only be regarded as an ordinary person who is pleasing to the eye.

Obviously, the boy recognized Qiu Sheng, and took half a step back: "What are you looking for?!"

He was like a demonstration at first, but Qiu Sheng felt that the other party was very funny, and the little bit of nervousness disappeared completely.He stood awkwardly, and his voice was low: "Wen Haoqian, why are you so excited? I'm not looking for you."

"Please leave!" Wen Haoqian—nicknamed "Dongdong"—rebuked him sharply.

How could Qiu Sheng listen to him? Not only did he not listen, but he also deliberately walked towards him, and said slowly as he walked: "Hospitals, public places, I come and go whenever I want, you can speak louder to Wen Xia Call it out, so that it is convenient for me to talk to him, huh? Shout out a few more words?"

Wen Haoqian immediately pursed his lips, his eyes were full of guard: "My brother will not leave with you."

"What 'your brother', I'm so sorry. Didn't he just eat rice from your family for more than ten years? Shouldn't he also pay off the money he made to buy you medicine and cure diseases for so many years?"

"It's not up to you, an outsider, to intervene in our family affairs, so don't disturb my grandfather's recovery!"

"Outsiders? Not necessarily, Wen Xia's salary is still paid to me. Do you know what gratitude is? Please show me some respect."

Wen Haoqian's slightly chubby face was swollen into a pig's color. Out of the good manners he was brought up by the old teacher since he was a child, he couldn't scold Qiu Sheng at all.Seeing that the other party still dared to laugh, the low-pressure scene of Wen Youxia sitting in the living room with Wen Dechang in the middle of the night without talking to anyone because of this person was vivid in his memory. He couldn't bear it. In his opinion, Qiu Sheng ruined Wen Youxia.

How can two men fall in love?Do you want everyone to know about it?

If it weren't for Qiu Sheng, how could Wen Youxia, that band, have lost his mind a few years ago and insisted on leaving home and never coming back?How could Wen Youxia - they raised him for so many years!

They gave Wen Youxia a name and a home, helped him go to school, and sent him to learn the piano, and then Qiu Sheng snatched him away!

After all those things, Wen Youxia finally agreed to her grandfather not to associate with this person, took them back to South Bridge, and the family lived a harmonious life again...

He's back again?

How dare he come back to seduce Wen Youxia again? !

"Stop talking?" Qiu Sheng bent his eyes, and seemed to have completely relaxed his guard, "Okay, I don't think we should quarrel here, what do you think..."

At this moment, Wen Haoqian slammed the thermos bottle towards Qiu Sheng!

"shameless!"

A nurse who had just walked out of the ward was caught off guard and didn't have time to panic. She was quick to push Qiu Sheng away——

Someone is faster than her.

Behind him, the door of Ward 15 opened halfway inward with a "snap", Wen Youxia grabbed Qiu Sheng's shirt and pulled it back.The thermos bottle rolled out from within a short distance and hit the ground, the mercury liner was shattered, and the water vapor rose up in response.The nurse let out a belated scream, and at the same time several figures ran towards here from a distance...

"Wen Haoqian!" Wen Youxia's voice rang in his ears, making Qiu Sheng's internal organs tremble.

Qiu Sheng no longer wanted to taste the expression of the reckless young man in front of him.The scissors wound when his back hit his chest just now hadn't healed yet and split open.

It might be bleeding, but Qiu Sheng only felt the pain, and the pain he didn't feel when he cut the tattoo was doubled to himself.

His hands and feet were limp, the man wanted to support him to stand still, but Qiu Sheng turned over and threw himself into his arms, wrapping his arms around Wen Youxia to prevent him from seeing the situation in the corridor.

The shirt was faintly soaked in light red, blooming like a rose, Wen Youxia only glanced at the position, and immediately stopped moving.

The author says:

Recently, I have been outside every afternoon to night, and the update time has been changed to 11 am (because I may forget to put the manuscript box in the evening update and cause tragedy), and I will change it back to the evening update in May...too busy orz

Thank you old readers, and thank you new readers, your comments are my courage to write this article? (′???`) heartfelt