silver sea

As soon as these words came out, Qiu Sheng's smile subsided slightly.

He backed away subconsciously, wanting to distance himself from Wen Youxia and not admit it in front of Bai Yanhui—no matter how we can talk now, the other party's sentence "This is your...?" When I mention it again, there are always some meanings that are unclear.If someone else asked, Qiu Sheng didn't want to hide it, and would probably say "yes" cryptically, but facing Bai Yanhui's temptation, he just wanted to say "no".

It can be heard that Youxia grabbed him firmly, just like that time, stopping his subconscious escape.

"It's nothing. Be careful on the way back." Wen Youxia said to Bai Yanhui, his tone was as gentle as possible, but there was still some invisible thorns.

Bai Yanhui withdrew his hand, he seemed to have memories of the past misunderstanding scene, and the movement of getting into the car showed a little awkwardness: "Hey, I'm talking, I'm talking... No wonder, you... Forget it, let's go!"

The taxi drove across the bright road in the middle of the night, bringing with it a gust of cold wind.

On both sides of the boulevard, the jacaranda has only a few leaves left in winter, and the branches cut through the starless night sky.Donghe is actually not suitable for this kind of plant to survive, but it is strange that they grow tenaciously in this area, and in early summer, they bloom grandly and brilliantly with strange stubbornness.

Qiu Sheng felt that there was nothing wrong with Bai Yanhui that night, except for the endless questions when he said goodbye at the end.And this question is mostly based on thinking about the past, impromptu, or guessing after seeing their close distance, which is traceable and not surprising.

But why did Bai Yanhui insist on asking?Are they so familiar?

He kept thinking about this, and walked to the place where he lived with Wen Youxia.Halfway through a convenience store in the middle of the night, a certain sound was amplified by the tranquility of the street. Qiu Sheng heard "Then why does she look for you every day", turned his head, and saw a couple arguing next to the convenience store cashier, and the girl's eyes were a little red .

Qiu Sheng suddenly became agitated, and the hand that Wen Youxia had held in his coat pocket turned around and grabbed him tightly.

"Tell me the truth." Qiu Sheng dragged him to stop.

"Ok?"

"Does Bai Yanhui like you?"

His eyes were too sharp, piercing through the "no" that Wen Youxia was about to blurt out.

If he denies it, he will be exposed by Qiu Sheng, no matter what he thinks, he will feel guilty. He doesn't want to admit it because it has never happened after all.

"Say it." After waiting for Wen Youxia's answer for a long time, Qiu Sheng got a little anxious, and pulled his hand out of his pocket, "Wen Youxia! Don't tell me if he likes you!"

Wen Youxia finally chose a compromise expression: "He didn't say it explicitly."

Qiu Sheng suddenly extinguished the unlit fire, but his grip on Wen Youxia did not slacken at all, like a thought that flashed by inadvertently a long time ago suddenly set off a storm after everything seemed to have settled.

Sure enough, Qiu Sheng thought at this moment, sure enough, Bai Yanhui had thoughts about him.

"Didn't you really say that?" Qiu Sheng wrote brightly in his eyes, not believing it.

"Really not." Wen Youxia said firmly, "It was just a hint, so I felt it and stayed away from him. But I was in a band at the time... there was no way to avoid it completely."

Qiu Sheng had a bad breath in his heart: "He hasn't harassed you before, has he?"

Wen Youxia: "He doesn't like me that much, it's like he meets someone and wants to have a flirt with him... He likes pretty boys, and he even dated our music fans before, many of them, and he doesn't have a regular partner."

"Have you fought him once and he can bear it?"

"So I didn't contact him after that, he knew my attitude."

It is true that Bai Yanhui likes to fall in love, or to have sex, but at least he understands your love, otherwise he will be very troublesome if he meets someone who is difficult to deal with.People who love face but are afraid of being destroyed and have a good reputation, even if they can't get it alone, they will only say a few words. This is a bad habit that cannot be changed over the years.

Qiu Sheng still felt sorry for that fight.

But for Wen Youxia, he believed that the origin was a cigarette mixed with marijuana, but the real explosion was because Bai Yanhui mistook Qiu Sheng for a fan of rotten apples, so he had some ideas.

Everyone has heard about what happened after that, Rotten Apple disbanded, Wen Youxia chose to quit, and Bai Yanhui was briefly detained and investigated for a period of time—these major changes may change a person, at least, Qiu Sheng said that he can reach others, He doesn't have much to flirt with the faces of his former teammates.

After thinking about this, Qiu Sheng felt aggrieved all of a sudden, and just now he chatted with Bai Yanhui about music ideals like an idiot.

"I don't want to cooperate with him anymore." Qiu Sheng said sullenly, "If I had known that I wouldn't even write a song for him, what would be the next time, what is the authorship right...what the hell, there is no next time."

Wen Youxia said, "This is better."

"Forget it, anyway, he cost me money to get the money, so much, don't have to make trouble with the money...just treat it as a mental loss for you." Qiu Sheng was silent for a few seconds with a headache, and rushed to Wen Youxia, "He still likes it now. you do not?"

Wen Youxia was at a loss for words: "Huh?"

"How do you feel?"

"Probably...not anymore." Wen Youxia recalled the few contacts he had with Bai Yanhui, "I haven't seen each other before, but today, I don't seem to want to chat with me."

That's right, Qiu Sheng said, how can we talk about this, how responsive it is.

The band was on holiday for the new year, and Lu Yining returned to his hometown in Linshi to celebrate the Spring Festival, while Gu Qi, who had always snatched up the Spring Festival train tickets in advance, did not leave Donghe for the first time.

On New Year's Eve, he asked Qiu Sheng to have dinner, and Wen Youxia came with him, and the three of them had a meal of dumplings in Gu Qi's basement.If there is no TV, just watch the performance video stored in the mobile phone and drink some wine.

It was originally for relaxation, but when I looked at Qiu Sheng, I started to be more serious, saying "Wen Xia's song can be tuned a little higher", and then criticizing "Brother Qi, you have stepped on the wrong effector", Lian Yuan Lu Yining, who was tens of kilometers away, was not spared, and Qiu Sheng recorded the places where flowers bloomed one by one, preparing to settle accounts after the festival.Qiu Sheng stared at the video on the computer screen, thinking about how to adjust their stage effects, Gu Qi and Wen Youxia looked at each other and smiled, feeling very helpless with this person's workaholic and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

During the holidays, I habitually watch the year. After performing in a band for a long time, the biological clock will inevitably be reversed day and night. If it weren't for fear of playing the piano in the middle of the night and disturbing the people, Qiu Sheng would be excited in the middle of the night, and he might have to play the song "Respect for Freedom" by Gu Qi.

There was a small window in the basement, and the cold night air passed through the window lattice.Wen Youxia was sitting on the sofa, watching the two of them chatting meaninglessly as if they were in college.

"Why don't you go to the Crispy House this year, aren't you two together?"

"Poor, I can't afford Huazi Moutai as a gift to my father-in-law."

Wen Youxia, who was listening next to her, couldn't help laughing at the words.He took advantage of the opportunity to light a cigarette, and after taking two puffs, Gu Qi asked him, "Where's Wen Xia? Why didn't you go home this year? Are you poor?"

Hearing Qiu's voice that Xia Gekong clicked, he said with a smile, "He refused to let go."

"I stopped you at this time?" Qiu Sheng threw a cushion at him dissatisfied, and complained, "He didn't want to go back. What are you doing when you go back? Buy New Year's goods and give out red envelopes for the New Year's Eve dinner, and then silently look at his father-in-law Sun is talking and laughing happily, and give him the award of 'Moving Donghe Top Ten People'? I'm sick, Brother Qi, what do you say?"

Gu Qi deeply agreed: "Yes, the old man and the old lady of my family are my own. There is no way, the law stipulates that I have to provide for them in the old age. If you want me to say, Wen Xia, you should have broken off with that family, otherwise, what kind of head is there?" .”

These are all clichés, Wen Youxia didn't refute or explain, just nodded lightly.

That's right, if he didn't go home, how would the old and the young in the Wen family celebrate the New Year?Wen Dechang called him, but his attitude was tougher than before. The other party might be surprised, so he didn't bother him anymore.

The Spring Festival is a traditional festival, and family reunions are held in Wanli Kingdom.Wen Youxia stayed with Gu Qi and Qiu Sheng, and one of them complained "My parents are very partial and always only like the young ones", and the other said "Then my parents are different, they have to drive me crazy before they stop" , It seems that there are endless grievances.

But when it was Wen Youxia's turn, he didn't seem to have anything to think about, and he didn't worry too much about "where are my parents?"

From the quarrel between the adoptive parents back then, the adoptive father said "the son of a poisonous insect" in a rage, which made him vaguely guess that the other party knew—at least met—one of his biological parents. 20 years ago, the Donghe underground rock scene was chaotic and corrupt, which planted the seeds for later uneasiness. In the eyes of his adoptive father, Wen Youxia was not "clean".

In fact, there have always been a lot of contraband in this circle. The rotten apple 20 years later is still sneaky. 20 years ago, the band his so-called father was in would only be more presumptuous.

Orphans would yearn to find their biological parents, but Wen Youxia didn't want to at all, he knew he shouldn't look for those two people.

Just treat them all as dead, even if they are said to be too cold-blooded.

Maybe because he didn't go home, Wen Youxia lived a more relaxed and happy life this year than before.

Qiu Sheng and him lived in that small house. During the day, they wrote songs, went out for a walk, went to the rehearsal room to have a small stove, and occasionally asked Gu Qi to go somewhere to feel the atmosphere of the New Year. At night, they lay together and listened to each other's breathing, and then fell asleep. A little bit of drunkenness from wine, write some plausible melodies.

The unfinished song that was almost forced into the new album by Qiu Sheng in midsummer was finally completed.

Wen Youxia's song writing went smoothly like never before, but the later arrangement got stuck.He is good at gloomy, depressing and a little restless style, but this song was born at the moment when their love is turbulent and can't wait to overflow. The melody is tender and lazy, like a lover's lingering whisper after the climax, with infinite sensation for the future The imagination is a bit dreamy, and the beat is procrastinated. Although it is still dominated by cool tones, it is not melancholy at all, showing a peaceful light white.

This song is not "Wen You Xia", but closer to Qiu Sheng's usual style.

Wen Youxia didn't write lyrics all the time, thinking to set the tune according to the arrangement, because the arrangement was slow and he was busy later, so he put it on hold until this new year.

During the holidays, he could have a long time to spend with Qiu Sheng, and his lover, who was a little irritable and anxious during the tour, also got better because of the long time blank, and became his exclusive clingy cat.This is in line with the atmosphere of creating it in midsummer, the only difference is that at that time there was overwhelming wind and rain, but now, the westerly wind outside the window kisses the camphor, and the sound is dry but gentle.

At the end of the arrangement, the sound of ocean waves was sampled, combined with an electric guitar to simulate the sound effect of the cloudy sky, the light on the sea, and the sudden enlightenment.Wen Youxia compiled it late at night at the end of winter.

"You give it a name." Wen Youxia said, they were wrapped in quilts and sat in front of the keyboard together.

Qiu Sheng glanced at him, always felt that the tone and wording seemed like they had ushered in a new life together - it was the first time he thought of writing a song for Wen Youxia, and the name of the song "May Rain" was also named after Wen Youxia.

This thought made Qiu Sheng tremble slightly, he pressed his back against Wen Youxia's chest, and felt his heart beat faster due to tension and anticipation.

Wen Youxia's hands reached into the quilt and rubbed against his shoulder blades.

Before the second play is over, the sound of electric guitar is laid on the piano like flowing water, the drumbeat slows down, and the bass line, which has always been regarded as a certain symbol, disappears here, with only occasional flashes, a few soft syllables seem to be Fleeting starlight.

"I think of a book I read before, and it feels very similar to the electric guitar in the middle of this song." Qiu Sheng said, "Suddenly on the wide ocean, from one end of the horizon to the other, there is a continuous silver wave. White brilliance... an ocean phenomenon written by Jules Verne, a beautiful story circulated among sailors... don't you think it fits perfectly?"

Wen Youxia imagined that scene.

Sailing in the vast ocean on a moonless night, with no lighthouse, no glow, and accidentally breaking into an unknown sea, the front of the boat suddenly turned blue, and the ship seemed to break through the snow or rise into the clouds.At this time, it seemed that the world was lit up for an instant, and then a new world was opened up from the gap.

The new world is an ideal world that does not exist but is yearned for.

Perhaps it is a corner of the universe, perhaps above the Milky Way, they can overlook thousands of stars.

"What's your name?" Wen Youxia asked.

Qiu Sheng spread out his hand and wrote two words on the palm.

"?"

"Yes." Qiu Sheng said firmly, "I have a hunch that it will become one of our best works."

The author says:

*The novel written by Jules Verne mentioned is "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea". In the 90s, the observed phenomenon is real!woo woo

The subtitle is from "Theseasthelivinginfinite"