silver sea

He slapped the opponent in the face, but Qiu Sheng was still depressed when he signed the contract.The new female music fan saw that he was pretty and wanted to take a photo with him, but she didn't dare to mention it, so she had to hide by the side with a card machine.

The album did not sell as much as the previous cities, and the number of people who stayed to communicate with the musicians was also the least.What's more, among the old fans of local bands, there are some half-punk punks who learned from somewhere. Qiu Sheng guessed that they didn't even know how to write the word rock, but they dared to talk nonsense to Yinshan.

The last few girls who were about to sign the autograph finally plucked up the courage to ask Gu Qi: "Can, can we take a photo together?"

Gu Qi had a good temper, and responded with a smile. Seeing the girl's eyes drifting towards Qiu Sheng for a while, he hesitated to speak, knowing that they were drunk and poked Qiu Sheng next to him: "You come with me, too."

Qiu Sheng put the cap on the pen, reminded himself several times of "working" in his heart, and forced out a stiff smile cooperatively.

When taking a group photo, the girl kept looking for angles, and the man standing next to him began to say "whispers" loudly without any shyness: Tonight is really a waste of money, too hypnotic, and I will be forced to stand the whole time, and I will tell my relatives and friends not to just look at the face Just chasing bands with no technology and no talent, I can do it myself...

"The song you wrote is so soft, hey! Little boy, are you a bitch?" The leader seemed to be drinking, and while talking, he squeezed into the middle of the girls who took the photo, and sprayed Qiu Sheng's face in a hooligan way cigarette.

Their signing location is in the foyer outside the livehouse, the place is crowded, and there is a long table next to the album.

Qiu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, the choking smoke made him close his eyes, and a certain switch fell off.The smoke stimulated the violence he had suppressed all night, grabbed the half-drunk water on the table, and threw it over.

Luyang may be their doom.

The staff of the Livehouse stood guard, and after pouring the water, Wen Youxia fished Qiu Sheng back, but he was not beaten.But the atmosphere also dropped to freezing point, and the boss came out to say good things and apologized for not making a big deal with a smiling face. What's worse, in order not to offend the performance venue by pinching their noses, they took the initiative to lower the share.

It was extremely frustrating to perform in one night, and in the end everyone earned a few hundred yuan.

Wen Youxia could think about it, he called it "disharmony in the aura".After packing the piano bag, he saw Qiu Sheng squatting at the door sullenly, picked him up, and hooked him into his arms: "Have you ever been angry?"

"Damn it." Qiu Sheng spat, "If I had known I would lose money, I would have given that grandson something to open!"

"And then the next few performances are going to be ruined." Wen Youxia said very reasonablely, "If you want to be more open, you are right, and they are also right, but they can't understand each other... Do you understand?"

Qiu Sheng turned his head away: "I don't understand."

"Then don't take it too seriously." Wen Youxia said.

He has seen the sinister society for a few years more than Qiu Sheng, and he has long been accustomed to the unreasonable malice and kindness of others.After all, Qiu Sheng had just escaped from the ivory tower, and he couldn't figure out some situations, and he couldn't pass his own level when he figured it out.Wen Youxia knew it very well, especially Qiu Sheng's love for the dead end, and he could struggle with it for days.

"Isn't it nice?" Qiu Sheng didn't seem to hear his persuasion, "Why did they treat me like this? They think there's no content? It's obvious, but they can't hear it or are they deliberately finding fault?"

"Maybe I don't like it."

"But rock and roll is not all about shouting and mania, and our style is not particularly obscure and avant-garde. You also said that there will always be people who will feel the hard work. What do these people feel?..."

He started again.

He can speculate on other people's ideas countless times, but never admits that he is wrong.

Wen Youxia didn't know what to say: "You have to get used to it, after all there are people who can't understand even the greatest band."

"Then what ticket should I buy?" Qiu Sheng yelled at him, and finally found himself venting his anger at Chaowen and Xia, and took a deep breath, "Forget it, don't comfort me, I'll take it easy on my own."

Wen Youxia said, "Then I'll go out and smoke a cigarette."

Qiu Sheng nodded with a dark face, picked up a sheet of music and scribbled on it, scratching out and rewriting it haphazardly.Wen Youxia left immediately. He stood by the door and looked at Qiu Sheng's appearance - his limbs were quite stiff, and the knuckles holding the pen were white from tension. .

He guessed that Qiu Sheng's heart rate must be unhealthily high at this time, maybe his stomach is also starting to feel uncomfortable, his eyes are sore, his throat is dry, and his back will be sweating non-stop after a few minutes.

But he seemed unable to help Qiu Sheng at times like this.

Qiu Sheng didn't let him help, that feeling couldn't be shared, when he spoke, he was easily distracted for a short time by the incoherent noise in his ear, and even couldn't control his body.He is used to overcoming uncomfortable emotions by himself, taking medicine to sleep as a last resort, let Wen Youxia finish watching the most embarrassing side, but Qiu Sheng is even stronger, not allowing him to feel bad.

The lighter clicked, and Wen Youxia hadn't lit the cigarette in his mouth, and he gently closed the door of the lounge.

"Qiu'er locked herself up again?" Gu Qi walked to the side at some point, and after getting an affirmative answer, handed Wen Youxia a plum candy, "Eat one?"

Wen Youxia took it over and crumpled the glass candy wrapper into a ball.

Gu Qi stared at the distance while eating the candy, and suddenly said for a long time: "Today, I was very afraid that he would fight with the audience, and you can see it, so I made a temporary rescue."

Wen Youxia didn't deny it.

"It's been like this since last year, and it's been high-intensity for almost a year... I wonder if he doesn't need to rest." Gu Qi smiled, and it was rare to show the oldest airs in the team to Wen Youxia, "But there is also you pot."

"I?"

"That's right, no matter what he says, you will support him unconditionally. Every time Qiu'er hears that you are 'yes', she immediately gets excited when she doesn't have much confidence. She can't wait to finish the matter tomorrow..." Gu Qi started talking. Melancholy, "But to be reasonable, you really can't continue to spoil him like this, otherwise he will always feel that he is right. It's not all smooth sailing for you. You have a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days. It's basically him who provoked you. Don't follow along, and then go to coax... This is not a good thing."

"……well enough."

"I know what you're thinking, 'Anyway, I'm still here', 'Anyway, I didn't break up after the fight', right?" Gu Qi said seriously, "Qiu Sheng...sometimes, Wen Xia, try to let him out to watch Look... the things you have seen, always let him know that there are good and bad things in the world."

Wen Youxia licked the candy slowly, with her mouth closed, feeling the sweet and sour taste rushing all the way to the top of her head.He didn't respond to Gu Qi, and when the other party thought he couldn't speak, Wen Youxia finished eating the candy.

"It's because I've met him that I don't want him to see you. Are you arguing... You should always give him some room to vent his emotions. How about targeting me instead of targeting Xiao Lu?" Wen Youxia said, "And I just want him to To be able to cherish yourself, it is best to be free forever."

Gu Qi took a different stand and chose to compromise: "Okay, but I don't think this is a healthy relationship."

"Thank you." Wen Youxia said abruptly.

Gu Qi was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Come on! Write a song for me if you want to thank me."

"You're fine." Wen Youxia was determined, "Brother Qi, I think you are very powerful."

He and Gu Qi had a three-month birthday difference, so they rarely called him brother.Gu Qi sighed and raised his head. In the night sky of Luyang, there were layers of dim clouds, which made people feel depressing after watching too much.

"What do you think I wrote?" Gu Qi murmured.

Wen Youxia said that it is better to write about freedom, but he laughed and scolded "You are abstract enough", but he did not object.

The tour is divided into two halves, and the interval between them is less than half a month. This arrangement is convenient for continuing the tour after the new year.On the New Year's Eve, Taiguo helped them talk about a rock platter performance in a certain theater.

After the two performances in Luyang, the band returned to Donghe to rest.

Wen Youxia and Qiu Sheng already knew each other well and lived together. The one-bedroom they rented was filled with their belongings. Except for the bed, there was no other place for people to sit.Friends don't come, Qiu Sheng brings the key, Wen Youxia is used to knocking on the door after going out to buy things.

It was night when he arrived in Donghe, and he didn't sleep very well. He got up lightly the next day.I thought that Qiu Sheng was always tired and fell asleep a little bit, but just as Wen Youxia took his arms around him away, Qiu Sheng opened his eyes.

"Where are you going?" He asked warily, hugging Wen Youxia tightly.

In winter, the sky of the city near the sea is brightened into a layer of light gray, and the edges of the clouds are not light.Qiu Sheng's iris seemed to be illuminated dark blue by this layer of light, Wen Youxia lowered his head and touched his side face.

Wen Youxia said softly: "Go home and take Dongdong to a routine physical examination today."

"You didn't tell me before."

"I said it once."

Qiu Sheng pursed his lower lip and thought for a while: "I don't remember."

"It's not a big deal." Wen Youxia glanced at his phone and felt that it was still early, so he lay down again, let Qiu Sheng slip into his arms, and he murmured, "You are not in a hurry to leave", "There is still time, I will accompany you You later... get some bread and put it on the bedside, and eat it first when you wake up, so as not to suffer from hypoglycemia."

"Hmm..." Qiu Sheng nodded, sniffing his body temperature in his pajamas, "Can you finish the examination in the morning?"

"As much as possible."

"I think if you haven't been back for so long, they will keep you for lunch."

Wen Youxia deliberately asked: "Then what should I do?"

"Just eat it...or I'll go with you, and I'll go see Dongdong too." Qiu Sheng said half-jokingly, he knew that it was unlikely that Wen Youxia would come out to that family, but he just couldn't bear it. Live in different places to test.

Wen Youxia obviously hesitated: "In the future?"

Just knew it would be like this.

Qiu Sheng was suddenly dull, and smiled: "I'm just kidding with you. I don't care for the approval of my mother and father. Don't say that your 'grandfather' has no blood relationship at all."

In autumn, Qiu Sheng's parents, who had escaped for a long time, came to Donghe.

Because there was no news about the child after graduating from college, they first went to the school to ask the counselor for Qiu Sheng's phone number, thinking that Qiu Sheng was missing and almost called the police-they never listened to rock music, let alone underground bands, so they didn't know at all He also didn't understand that Qiu Sheng already knew what he was going to do.

The call was from an unknown number, and Qiu Sheng answered it, arguing with his parents inside.

He seemed to no longer want to take into account the feelings of his so-called parents, and gave up the possibility of changing his thinking, and declared loudly, "I am a tool for you to realize the meaning of life" and "You have never cared about what I want to do." What to become", his late rebellion is the resistance accumulated for more than ten years, and he never appeared in front of his parents, so his mother cried and begged him not to say that and let him go home.

But Qiu Sheng was hard-hearted, and he didn't care about the rare compromise, and even gave his parents the last blow.

"Going home?" He was holding his phone at that time, with an extremely indifferent attitude, "I'm gay, how do you tell others when you go home? Forget it, so as not to embarrass yourself in front of your relatives and colleagues."

He changed his phone number and completely separated from his family.Wen Youxia didn't ask if Qiu Sheng was sad. He only knew that Qiu Sheng didn't sleep well during that time. Once he woke up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night and had to swallow two sleeping pills to continue to rest. This lasted for several days.

Wen Youxia actually didn't quite understand Qiu Sheng leaving the family completely, he wanted to say, "Will this be too heartless?" But he had never experienced the first half of Qiu Sheng's life, so any evaluation would be biased.

His only impression of the warmth of his relatives is that his adoptive parents took him to South Bridge once when he was very young.

At that time, there was no Wen Haoqian, and Wen Dechang was in good health. The family of four drove back to Wen Dechang’s hometown to visit the grave. Tomb-sweeping Day, the mountains were verdant, and the sun shone on every tree. Among the silver.He seldom climbed such a steep hillside. He fell and broke his knees. Before he could cry, his adoptive mother took two pine cones to comfort him. His adoptive father smiled and carried him on his back. Out of a pine forest.

Wen Youxia kept those two pine cones on the desk for many years, and always accompanied them when practicing the piano.

At the family level, he thought, after all, he and Qiu Sheng are two very different people.Qiu Sheng remembered all the bad emotions, but Wen Youxia only kept the few remaining good emotions.