silver sea

The publicity for the southern tour was released shortly after, and the official performance was scheduled for March 3st.

Hearing from Liu Wangyu that Youxia would participate in the tour, Qiu Sheng didn't say anything, but his heart really jumped for a while.But soon, he fell into depression again - before that, Wen Youxia didn't participate in a single rehearsal.

The phone calls were never answered, the text messages were never returned, what kind of things Wen Youxia had in that rental house, and the traces he left reminded Qiu Sheng all the time that he never came again.Qiu Sheng went to Changdong Middle School twice, but Wen Haoqian told him each time, "My brother doesn't want to see you, don't come." Living also began to feel uncomfortable, Gu Qi saw that he was not in the right condition, and asked you if you want to have a chat with Dr. Zhang.

Qiu Sheng refused.

He hadn't seen Dr. Zhang for a long time, and now he didn't dare to face her, for fear of being blamed for not following the doctor's advice.After falling in love with Wen Youxia, he often felt as if he was about to recover. After refusing several regular meetings with the excuse of being "too busy", Qiu Sheng never saw Dr. Zhang again. She seemed to be aware of it and didn't ask. over him.

But he is terrible now. If he goes to see Dr. Zhang, he will definitely prescribe medicine.

Qiu Sheng didn't want to take the medicine, let alone blackmail Wen Youxia with it.

It was still raining on the first day of March, and it was gentler than the rare winter heavy rains before, and some of the spring nights were lingering and silent.Lanhua Lane was not affected by the rain at all, and there were more people than before.

For no other reason, the "Blueberry Night", which has been silent for more than half a year, has reopened, and the first stop of Yinshan Band's southern tour is scheduled here.

At that time, Liu Wangyu was more inclined to "Hua Yang" who they had cooperated with many times. The venue was bigger, and the boss had never violated any laws or regulations.Hearing that the sixth brother chose to regroup, Lu Yining rarely strongly suggested that they perform there for the first time, reasoning that "there is no band in Donghe who does not want to perform at 'Blueberry Night'", after all, this is Donghe Independent The birthplace of music.

Qiu Sheng slept all morning, and didn't go out until the last moment.

He knew what he was afraid of, and it was nothing more than Wen Youxia not coming at the last moment. He did agree to Liu Wangyu, but what if he released the pigeons temporarily?What if Wen Youxia had already left Donghe?

If Wen Youxia cut off contact on his own initiative, Qiu Sheng would have nothing to do with him.

Without the bass line, Qiu Sheng couldn't guarantee the performance and his own state.

"Blueberry Night" has been completely redecorated, the wine area has been narrowed down, the location of the performance area has been expanded a lot, and the audio equipment should have been changed.Sixth Brother is no longer Mohawk, but with short inches, and his expression is much calmer than before. He stands at the door and politely shakes hands with Qiu Sheng.

"Long time no see, Xiaoqiu." Brother Six patted his head, "Hey, I never thought you'd be in a band now."

"Didn't I say I wanted to play with you?" Qiu Sheng said.

Brother Six laughed a few times: "Thank you for remembering me!"

Qiu Sheng stood at the door and chatted with him again, for example, Lu Yining really wanted to come this time, and our band also released an album for a while to give you a copy.Brother Six asked about his team, Qiu Sheng got stuck when he introduced Bei Si, and answered Wen Youxia's name pretending to be calm, saying, "He should come later."

"Wen Xia?" Sixth Brother knew people from Rotten Apple, and frowned for a while, "Wen Xia is a good boy... he has good skills and kind-hearted people, just too sensible."

"Really." Wen Youxia's furious appearance flashed across Qiu Sheng's mind that day.

The sixth brother didn't notice his abnormality, and walked out on his own, saying: "It's too sensible, you can do anything, but I don't think it's suitable for making music..."

The lounge where the band was waiting was decorated as usual. When Qiu Sheng came last time, Rotten Apple was still in full swing. He was young and shy, and Wen Youxia was a budding bassist, whom he looked up to with longing.

After 17 months passed, the distance between him and Wen Youxia was farther than then.

Wen Youxia left in a hurry that day and didn't take it with him, so Lu Yining kept it for him for a few days.He put down the bass piano case and looked at Qiu Sheng squatting in the corner. Lu Yining would never run into trouble when Qiu Sheng was autistic, but he walked over and poked Qiu Sheng with a finger reluctantly. sound of the head.

"Hello." Lu Yining shouted, "Wen Xia is coming today, right?"

"I don't know." Qiu Sheng said in a low voice.

Lu Yining hesitated to speak, and sighed for a while: "I actually really don't like you... Ah, I'm not targeting you, I don't like too strong perfectionists. But... If you want to stay Wen Xia, I will definitely help you persuade, after all... I don't want our band to separate because of this... or something."

It's been a long time since they had a serious conversation, Qiu Sheng raised his head in surprise, and said "um" for a while, "Thank you" was right on his lips, but his lips and tongue seemed to be stuck and he couldn't say it.

After looking at each other for a while, Lu Yining blushed for no reason: "Forget it! Anyway, you just know, you don't need to thank me!"

Lu Yining went to the front desk to replace the drum head with the drum head that came with him. Qiu Sheng had the guitar on his lap, and he pinched a medicine bottle in his palm, hesitating whether to take two tranquilizers.

The door of the lounge creaked, and Qiu Sheng turned his head.

The thin and tall figure almost blocked all the light from the outside. In the cold and humid season, he only wore a sweater, jeans, and water stains on his shoes. His hair was slightly wet against his sharp cheeks, and his eyes were still as dark as before. .Qiu Sheng suddenly felt that he was very familiar, as if time had flown backwards.

It was Wen Youxia who didn't care about anything at the beginning, didn't care about anything, and was seriously distracted while playing the piano.

The yellow wind after the rain pushed him forward from the back, Qiu Sheng narrowed his eyes, watching the other party come in, walked up to him, and then reached for the bass piano case.

"Where have you been these days? I went to your house to look for it, but your brother said you were not there."

Wen Youxia was taken aback for a moment, looked at him in surprise but did not explain, and snorted.From Qiu Sheng's point of view, he admitted that sentence and was dizzy for a moment.

"Did you see the note?" Qiu Sheng asked hopelessly, he felt that the words were too shameful.

Wen Youxia paused, shook his head, and took out the piano case.

Telling the above words in person felt disgusting, Qiu Sheng finally made a detour: "I said I will find a way."

Wen Youxia didn't comment on this, and said "Yes", but Qiu Sheng felt that he didn't believe it at all.

"Don't treat me like this." Qiu Sheng said, begging him uselessly, "Wen Youxia, okay? You can be angry, don't act like nothing matters."

"I'm not angry." Wen Youxia said, "Anyway, I can't change it, so what's the use of being angry."

After he finished speaking, he put the bass case on his back and went to the front desk to prepare for tuning.

That was the indifference that Qiu Sheng had never seen before. He watched Wen Youxia walk away, but he didn't have the energy to catch up.His hands and feet were trembling, Qiu Sheng was holding the medicine bottle tightly, his teeth were trembling, and it took him a while to recover.

He suddenly realized that there was a complete split between him and Wen Youxia.

That "we're not a good fit" really stabbed him.

But the tour was still going on, Qiu Sheng couldn't stand Wen Youxia's indifference, and didn't participate in the tuning.Gu Qi helped him tune the guitar, returned to the lounge and asked, "Shall we play a new song? Go tell Wen Xia."

He was talking about "Respect for Freedom", a song that came a long time ago.

Qiu Sheng had throat lozenges in his mouth: "Let's act, I'm afraid I won't have a chance if I don't act again."

"What frustrating words are you talking about!" Gu Qi scolded him, "How can there be no chance, we will enter the studio to record after the tour, and then you will write new songs, release an album, and you will not be able to hold a concert!"

It is rare for Gu Qi to show a strong sense of career, and it is to comfort him.

Qiu Sheng curled the corner of his mouth, in order to reassure Gu Qi, he forced a smile.

"Ok."

Gu Qi patted him on the shoulder to indicate that he was serious about leaving a sentence of "I'll go and see them both", and then went out.

Yinshan is never late for performances. The tour at the end of the year gave good feedback except for Luyang. Tickets for the tour again sold out quickly.

There were also many people who came, and Qiu Sheng must have been very excited if he had done it before.But now, the opening "May Rain" followed by the songs in the album are performed one by one, without any waves or mistakes, everything is muscle memory, the coordination of instruments and vocals is so exquisite that the audience can't see him He Wen Youxia was about to fall apart.

Singing, rest, and speaking time let the guitarist and bassist tune, show off their skills to the drummer, and the lead singer chat about creative ideas.

Everything was so routine until Qiu Sheng said——

"I'm in a good mood today, I'll sing a new song for you, and I'll also show you the piano we Wen Xia just changed."

The audience whistled with dignity.

"Respect for Freedom" was long overdue and finally premiered.

This is a song that is very different from Yinshan's gentle and blurred style in the past. It is passionate and manic, with endless hope, singing ideals is not abrupt, and the combination of bass and guitar is perfect.The timbres of the two instruments are completely different, one is like the wind and the other is like the sea, but the same thing is that they both move forward.

After the last song, the four members of the band bowed as usual, and then went backstage one by one.

A perfect curtain call and a smooth start.

Standing in the corner of the crowd, Liu Wangyu applauded, thinking: This band can finally continue.

Around her, the audience, die-hard music fans, and those who saw Yinshan's performance for the first time spontaneously shouted "encore", clapping their hands and stomping their feet rhythmically, calling for the band that had just left to come back. The Livehouse staff didn't know what was going on, and they were happy that the atmosphere had returned to the past, so they joined in the fun.

The sound wave beat the eardrum more and more like a tide, rising higher and higher.

When it was reported to the backstage, everyone turned a deaf ear to it.They didn't relax at all because of the end of the performance. Qiu Sheng took a large glass of warm water to soothe his overused throat. Wen Youxia was eight feet away from him. The bass was on the stage and he didn't take it away, so Wen Youxia was fine. You can lean against the wall in a daze.

Lu Yining kept silent and kept winking at Gu Qi.

Gu Qi had no choice but to remind the two people: "The audience is calling for an encore."

Qiu Sheng stepped on the mineral water bottle dejectedly.

I had quarreled before but never brought it to the performance. Gu Qi seemed to feel that it was not innocent, so he asked again: "So are we going to perform? They are shouting, and there is still enough time..."

"No more acting."

Gu Qi was taken aback, then looked at the speaker: "Wen Xia?"

Wen Youxia stood up straight: "I won't act in the future."

Qiu Sheng raised his head to look at him, and when his eyes glanced over Gu Qi, Gu Qi's whole body seemed to be swept by ice scum, and he couldn't help trembling.He laughed dryly twice, pretending not to understand what Wen Youxia meant, and walked up to hook his shoulders with him: "Don't make such a joke, how can you be so restless all the time? Let's go, let's play 'If Death is life'..."

"That's right." Lu Yining also followed, framing Wen Youxia with Gu Qi on the left and right, "Let's go, play the song you wrote!"

Wen Youxia didn't struggle, it seemed that the words just now were out-and-out anger, as long as he returned to the stage, he would stop fighting.Qiu Sheng was at the end, wondering if he should follow.

He hesitated for a second, Wen Youxia's posture seemed to be involuntary, walking dead.

Tonight, Wen Youxia was not happy at all.Qiu Sheng was confused, how long will this unhappiness last, should he admit that he did something wrong?

Then he admitted and apologized, and said I was wrong, sorry, I shouldn't have done this, so what?It was impossible for him to tell Wen Youxia the truth, so could Wen Youxia forgive him?

Qiu Sheng hesitated until Gu Qi turned his head and called him:

"Let's go! Lead singer, I'm waiting for you!"

Is Wen Youxia waiting for me too?

His mind suddenly became alive for a second. Qiu Sheng touched the bass string bracelet hanging on his left hand, pinched the pick with his fingertips, and rubbed the bell. He used this movement to relieve his faster and faster heart rate, and his throat was blocked Like, breathless.

Anxiety pinched his airway, Qiu Sheng cleared his throat, resisted the soreness in his eyes and ran forward.

"coming."

The author says:

……finally! !