silver sea

When they separated, WeChat had only just become popular, so Qiu Sheng didn't have Wen Youxia's WeChat ID. He suspected that even if WeChat had already permeated the lives of the public, Wen Youxia might not be able to use it.

Holding Wen Youxia's new number, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but remember what happened with his last number.

"The number you dialed is empty."

He kept on saying this for more than half an hour, his fingers were sore from pressing the dial interface, and finally the phone was snatched by Crisp and forced to shut down, ordering him to rest, Qiu Sheng stopped meaninglessly repeating.There were many more similar things, but he couldn't remember them all.

Wen Youxia gave him the number and didn't intend to talk to him anymore. Qiu Sheng guessed that his subtext might be "go back to rest when you're sick".Wen Youxia had no doubts about his current life, so Qiu Sheng didn't want to post it and take the initiative to inform him.

Back at his residence, he used that number to find Wen Youxia's WeChat.

When picking out the results, Qiu Sheng was still stunned, thinking that he had found something strange.But he carefully studied the name and profile picture, and confirmed that it should be Wen Youxia's.

WeChat ID "WenXia" plus a string of numbers.

The profile picture is the cover of Unknownpleasure.

They discussed this vinyl record before, because the cover graphic is the waveform of the first pulsar discovered by mankind.The silver lines undulate like mountain peaks, clearly knowing it's a coincidence, but Qiu Sheng can't help but think about it.

I submitted a friend request, but it is estimated that there will be no results in a while.

Qiu Sheng is used to being nocturnal, and recently going out during the day has largely violated his biological clock.It was still early after being driven home by Wen Youxia, so he simply lay down and slept, planning to finish the unprocessed songs after waking up.

This sleep was not sound enough, and Qiu Sheng would wake up almost every half an hour, checking his phone for any new messages in a daze, and then passed out again.He didn't have time to dream, so he slept in such a chaotic way until after nine o'clock in the night and woke up again. Although his body was still heavy and tired, his spirit began to be excited involuntarily.

Qiu Sheng got up from the bed and went to the kitchen to get food for himself.

Cooked a bowl of instant noodles, served with the homemade croquettes that Gu Qi just brought him today.Qiu Sheng had a little appetite for meat, and he didn't feel disgusted after eating it, and even enjoyed it with relish at the end.

Wen Youxia hadn't passed his friend application yet. Qiu Sheng recalled whether there was something wrong with the verification information, and felt that "I just wrote a name, so it wouldn't be enough." He resent the application without giving up, but it was still like nothing.

Staring at the pitch-black head, Qiu Sheng wanted to roll his eyes.

what the hell?

Registered WeChat as a display?

Qiu Sheng decided to stand still, washed the dishes, sat back in the work room, and then paid close attention to any message reminders on the phone every 30 seconds. For the time being, he only received spam text messages and Weibo pushes for half an hour.

Counseling!Wen Youxia!

He cursed in his heart, and was about to choose a provocation from the emoticon pack, when the phone alert rang first.

Qiu Sheng's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and when he saw the incoming call reminder, his heartbeat, which had not accelerated, calmed down with each breath.He picked it up disappointedly, weakly: "What's the matter?"

"Busy man, are you free now?" Sang Xue asked with a smile.

The relationship between him and Sang Xue is quite delicate.

Qiu Sheng thinks that he is an ordinary partner, but in front of the media, Sang Xue always praises Qiu Sheng with "he made me happen", which makes Qiu Sheng more famous and worth more.

It is indeed an exaggeration to say so. For Sang Xue, perhaps the album made by Qiu Sheng is as meaningful as her decision to transform.

Sang Xue is a girl group member who turned into a singer. Her appearance is more like a mature woman, and her voice is also a retro mid-bass voice that is rare among female singers of the younger generation. She was a popular idol in the group.As a songstress reserve, she announced her solo performance and ended up going high and low, and she was still spinning around for three years, until she met Liu Wangyu by chance.

Liu Wangyu introduced her to Qiu Sheng, who had just recovered from the low tide, and then tailored the album that made Sang Xue turn around, and even made her nationality more popular.

"Achievement" can't be said, but this cooperation is indeed a win-win situation.Needless to say, Sang Xue has become a "little queen", and Qiu Sheng is also relieved from the saliva pop songs that were criticized before.So Liu Wangyu strikes while the iron is hot, planning to let Sang Xue and Qiu Sheng make an appointment for another album through the partnership.

It turned out that a good thing was almost disturbed by Sang Xue's manager.

This person is probably out of his mind. After seeing too many "little queens and mysterious producers" set up by ignorant netizens, he actually wanted Sang Xue and Qiu Sheng to hype up a scandal, and felt that he was generous and took the initiative to let Qiu The sound rubbed off on the heat.Fortunately, Liu Wangyu called to stop in time, otherwise Qiu Sheng would definitely lose his face.

Despite this, Qiu Sheng was still extremely embarrassed, and for a while did not want to cooperate with Sang Xue again.

If he hadn't signed the contract, he might not have answered the phone.

What's more, now that Qiu Sheng is full of thoughts about when Youxia will pass the verification, he is a little calm when talking to Sang Xue: "Is there something urgent?"

"The recording of "Diamond" is almost finished, and I just returned it to you the day before yesterday." Sang Xue's tone was always kind and cheerful. When I first met Qiu Sheng, I always felt uncomfortable listening to it. It got better after a long time.

Seeing the unread email, Qiu Sheng had an idea: "I've been busy recently, so I'll listen to it now."

Sang Xue was relieved when he said that she hadn't read it yet: "It's fine if I didn't! I was afraid that the phone call would be late. Because they changed a lot of things, and then they didn't dare to make it clear in the email, lest you get angry. As a result, you didn’t hear back for two or three days, and the arranger teacher thought the cooperation was off, so he hurried me to ask.”

Qiu Sheng smiled: "Has it changed a lot?"

"Your rules." Qiu Sheng's current attitude is normal, and Sang Xue is more courageous, joking, "After all, 'Tyrant' has a good reputation, who dares to mess with what you have set."

Qiu Sheng pressed play: "After listening to the WeChat message, I will reply to you."

"it is good."

The sound track has indeed been changed a lot, especially the bass part is hardly recognizable as Qiu Sheng's original version.The arranger of Sangxue Company may feel that the original version is not "exciting" and "explosive" enough, and has added a lot of effects, and the vocals have been edited a bit strangely.

After Qiu Sheng listened silently, he saw the reflection of his frowning from the dark side of the computer screen.

It's no wonder that Sang Xue was afraid of him getting angry, this is simply...

Qiu Sheng suppressed the fire, clenched his hands and then let go, took several deep breaths before suppressing the swear words in his throat, and then calmly opened the dialog box to give Sang Xue feedback.

He considered his words carefully, but he didn't say too much: "I probably understand what they like, but what do you think?"

Sang Xue replied quickly: "I want yours."

Then, afraid of being misunderstood by Qiu Sheng, she explained again: "I like the original version, and it is comfortable to sing."

Qiu Sheng said yes.

Sang Xue: Stop contacting them directly at the company, let me go, lest they offend you [Naughty]

Qiu Sheng: ...

Qiu Sheng knew how much the partner was afraid of him.

Because the rules he set at the beginning were really not easy to mess with.It is not easy to find a balance between the mainstream and the niche, so Qiu Sheng requires a high degree of freedom in his works.

Although the copyright has been sold, if it is tampered with without consultation, the next cooperation will not only be very difficult, but also more likely to be directly blocked by Qiu Sheng.If it weren’t for his being a bit talented, the things he writes have a unique temperament that cannot be completely replaced in the circle for the time being, and others would not call him “control freak” and “neurotic” behind his back, while pinching his nose and asking him to sing .

But Sang Xue and the others only knew that it was easy to communicate when following him. They didn’t know that Qiu Sheng had restrained himself a lot compared to before when he was in control of every beat. At least he could still listen to other people’s “requests”.

This time, Sang Xue will try her best to mediate and not embarrass him.

Qiu Sheng accepted this kindness and said, "I'll give you the new version as soon as possible."

"It's troublesome!" Sang Xue finally said, "I'll treat you to dinner when this album is finished."

Qiu Sheng replied, "Let's talk about it later."

After dealing with Sang Xue, he planned to stay up all night to change the song's demo.

When he had something to do, he didn't care much about other things. Qiu Sheng took a sip of black coffee and drank it. In order to keep his attention, he put his mobile phone outside.

It's not that troublesome to change, it's just uncomfortable.

While scolding the so-called industry seniors in Sangxue Company who don't understand shit, Qiu Sheng condescended to think "a good song must be unconventional", but also felt that he was bent on money, and his mood was very complicated for a while ——At times like this, he would feel that he had lost to Wen Youxia.

Wen Youxia is better than him.

If others want to write pop songs according to Wen Youxia, he will definitely leave without looking back.

When this thought came down, Qiu Sheng changed it one last time.Then he didn't even want to listen to it one more time, he directly packaged it and sent it to the counterparty, lying in front of the computer, exhausted.

It's four o'clock in the morning.

Qiu Sheng lay on the ground for a while before remembering the phone and Wen Youxia's verification, and suddenly raised his head.

In the silent night, he fell headfirst on the small platform covered with carpets, and fished out his mobile phone, like a thirsty person meeting the shadow of an oasis, and he was already crazy before he got close.

Fortunately, it was not a mirage this time. There was an extra chat box on the top of the WeChat page, and the time was 12:[-].

EGDA: I approved your friend request.

This simple line of words made Qiu Sheng's hands tremble uncontrollably. He suppressed the urge to harass Wen Youxia in the middle of the night, and clicked on the other person's profile picture, intending to see what kind of Moments Wen Youxia would have——

a horizontal line.

Qiu Sheng: "Fuck."

He sent a kitchen knife viciously.

Of course Wen Youxia didn't reply.

Perhaps the addition of WeChat indicates that the two people finally have the courage to face each other. The cracks are not so easy to repair, but it is not easy to find opportunities.Of course Qiu Sheng knew that it was impossible to go back to the past, every time he thought of Wen Youxia's clean fingers, his determination of "we will make up" would be shaken.

He hasn't asked where the tattoo went.

Because of thinking about tattoos, Qiu Sheng had a dream about a snowy day that night.

He couldn't tell if it was a dream or a memory replay.

In reality, there is not so much snow in Donghe City, it is overwhelming, as if it wants to cover everything, it is vigorous and extremely crazy.He walked out of the low and dilapidated residential building with a wine bottle, and saw Wen Youxia standing in the snow all in black with his back turned to him, a vast expanse was about to swallow Wen Youxia.

He called the other person's name, Wen Youxia turned around, and Qiu Sheng gave him a bottle of wine.

Then they sat down at the entrance of the alley, their knees touching their knees, the wine bottles collided crisply, and the sound echoed, drowned by the wind and snow.

The self-brewing wine bought at the grocery store at the street corner slit his throat like a knife, and Qiu Sheng's whole body became hot.He went to touch Wen Youxia's palm, rubbed the calluses on his fingertips and the fine lines on his knuckles, and touched the wet snow water.

There are two warm yellow lights in Wen Youxia's eyes, like a newly burning flame.

"What's the point of getting a tattoo here?" Wen Youxia said to himself, or asked for his opinion, and touched Qiu Sheng's lips with the ring finger of his right hand.

"Little Snow Flower." Qiu Sheng said without thinking.

"Snowflakes..." Wen Youxia murmured.

Qiu Sheng could clearly hear what he said later, but he couldn't remember it when he woke up.

The street lamp above them shattered in an instant.

The orange light wrapped him and Wen Youxia in the snow.

Qiu Sheng opened his eyes, and couldn't help touching the corners of his eyes, feeling wet, like smelling Youxia's fingers in a dream.He couldn't recover, and lay on his side blankly, feeling that the tears on the pillow were still wet.

There was a little rain outside the window, wet the dark green leaves.

He suddenly realized that this was the first time that Wen Youxia spoke in his dream for a long time, but what he said was something that had never happened between them.

The author says:

*Wen Xia wx profile picture is the first or second album cover of joydivision, you can listen to it on NetEase Cloud, it is a post-punk style band