silver sea

Gu Qi: "Broken? It was fine yesterday."

Wen Youxia said he didn't know, and continued to fight with the pickup.

He has used this apple red YAMAHA for almost ten years. He has been tinkering with it since he joined Yinshan, and then threw it at Donghe’s house to collect dust. Continue to use it.A well-maintained piano will last for decades with no problems, Wen Youxia thought it could last for a while longer.

Something went wrong at this juncture, Wen Youxia, who was always meticulous, forgot to borrow a spare violin first to prevent emergencies, and if they couldn't fix it in an hour, their performance would be ruined.

Seeing that his face was darkened, Gu Qi scratched his head: "I'll call and ask someone? Are you used to Ajiao's piano..."

Before finishing a sentence, the backstage poked his head mysteriously towards Lu Yining: "Wen Xia, there is a piano here."

Wen Youxia looked at the brand new piano case that Qiu Sheng brought up, and then at the old bass in his hand that could not be repaired no matter what.Pickups are broken when they say they are broken, and basses are changed when they are said to be changed. There are too many coincidences to be no coincidence.

"As for?" Wen Youxia said helplessly, pointing to YAMAHA who had followed her for many years.

Qiu Sheng didn't hear it: "Do you like it?"

The new bass seems to be based on Wen Youxia's aesthetics, light-colored, shimmering with mother-of-pearl, the body is relatively heavier, but the feel is more controllable.The appearance is good-looking, and the configuration is top-notch. The strings have been calibrated in advance. Now, after plugging in the power, you only need to make a simple adjustment to start the performance directly.

His intentions were obvious, when Wen Youxia looked at Qiu Sheng, he didn't know what expression he could have.

The small thought of breaking his piano secretly can be ignored, Wen Youxia said after a while, "...don't leave me a spare either."

"I'll buy it later." Qiu Sheng reminded, "Don't be moved and cry."

Wen Youxia's throat was a little tight, and he said with a sore throat, "I didn't cry."

He paused: "Is it expensive?"

"It's quite expensive, and it's a limited edition worldwide." Qiu Sheng smiled narrowly, "Even if I bought it with your money, I'm not lenient at all when I pick it. And it's my own money. Wan calm down."

The sawdust that was split in two pierced into the flesh, the wound is still there, but it will not hurt in the future.

More or less, they both became scarred by the relationship.The tattoos on Qiu Sheng's back, the scars on Wen Youxia's arms and the clean ring finger, some faded, while others became more profound.

Four years ago, the tension between them reached the extreme, and they couldn't bear another quarrel, so they suddenly broke. Now, facing the exact same scene again, the only one who can be as sure as four years ago, Wen Youxia thinks, is Qiu Sheng Do everything because you love him.This love used to be too pressing, which made him worry that he would be abandoned because he dissatisfied the other party.Now, Qiu Sheng learns to put himself in another place and doesn't force him to understand what he thinks in the future. He also starts to be brave for Qiu Sheng.

The matter of falling in love again seems to be a matter of course, but in fact, it is more like adding a turning point in their life.To think, to ask, to be willing.

Wen Youxia plucked four brand-new strings, from E to A, and he saw Qiu Sheng's sleeves rolled up, his wrists were empty.

After thinking about it, Wen Youxia removed the YAMAHA string, walked over to him, grabbed his wrist and made a circle around it.There was no button or lock, so he simply tied a knot and stuffed it into Qiu Sheng's cuff.

It is barely fixed, but it will fall off when you move it.

Qiu Sheng knew what he was thinking and didn't object. He followed Wen Youxia's line and continued to make comments: "I don't want this, I want E, E is not easy to break... Go back and check carefully, don't worry."

"Oh." Wen Youxia responded in a muffled voice.

Qiu Sheng touched into his sleeve, the skin at the scar was obviously raised, he measured the length like playing a piano with his fingertips, and stared at Wen Youxia without blinking.After a while, he asked, "What are you going to do about this? Do you want to cover it up with something? It's so ugly."

In fact, Wen Youxia thought it was okay, but from Qiu Sheng's tone, it seemed that he had already made up his mind.Sure enough, as soon as he nodded, Qiu Sheng moved closer to Wen Youxia's ear and said something.

After listening, he nodded with a low smile, his eyes sparkling: "Okay."

The first stop of Yinshan Band's "Ideal World" theme tour, 2018, Donghe, Blueberry Night.

Eight o'clock, on time to start.

"Respect Freedom" quickly ignited the atmosphere in the venue as the opening song, and then performed the new song "Dance!" written by Lu Yining!dance!dance! " and " Enthusiasm ".The first three songs were fast-paced songs, and the crowd got into the mood, cheered along, and raised one hand above their heads to show them the iconic gesture.

Qiu Sheng only wore a thin T-shirt, not afraid of the cold.

He always sang very hard, and soon his back was drenched with sweat, the T-shirt was stuck to the butterfly bone, and the outline of the tattoo was faintly visible. He was panting and approached the microphone.

"It's so hot today, do you feel unaccustomed?"

Fans shouted: "New song!——"

Qiu Sheng glared at the one who yelled the loudest: "We have only reorganized for four months, give us some time...well, sing "Flying Birds", hug your boyfriends, girlfriends, ambiguous objects, and unrequited love objects, and you can take the opportunity to kiss gone."

After he finished speaking, Bass played a series of gentle melodies very cooperatively.

The lights went out suddenly, and then a beam of silvery-white light slanted down, easily dispelling the restlessness of the first few songs.

"Flying Birds", "Night Boat on the White River" and "May Rain", the instrumental music remains peaceful from the beginning to the end, sometimes like water, and sometimes unpredictable clouds.The cool-toned lighting and VJ create a dreamy atmosphere. No one in the livehouse raised their mobile phones to take pictures of the bird. Standing in the distance, they were almost fascinated.

The white bird on the screen fluttered its wings and turned into a sky full of stars. The sound of the bass was heard and Xia gently closed it, and everything was quiet.

Qiu Sheng turned his head, and the eyes of the people on the right side of the stage were slightly closed.

The sharp jaw line, the flirtatious corner of the lips, the impatient look, the distinctive posture when holding the bass, the slightly beating left foot... He opened his eyes, and there was a little imperceptible bright color in the center of the rich and deep black.

The corners of those always hanging indifferent eyes turned towards Qiu Sheng, and his otherworldly face suddenly became radiant.

The drumbeat started to beat again, Qiu Sheng came back to his senses, and Gu Qi gestured to him.

He moved closer to the microphone.

"Brother Qi needs a few minutes to tune, shall we chat?"

Fan: "Album——"

"Aren't you bothering? I remind you every day. I'm doing it! Eight songs, half of which have been recorded, and the remaining two songs have not been written. You count your days." Qiu Sheng frowned and pretended to be angry, but laughed again the next second He said, "I didn't mean to procrastinate, we want to try to make a whole track album this time...so the connection between each song has to be rewritten, I feel sorry for Wen Xia."

Some music fans moaned: "Don't you write..."

"Me? I can't take care of everything." Qiu Sheng changed the subject, "Everyone in our band can write songs. Originally, each of us wanted to write two songs for the new album, but now... we should have one for each of us. I know you guys In the rumors, it is said that I do not understand human nature and control freaks, saying 'Yinshan is Qiu Sheng and his accompaniment', yes, that's right, we will try to change it from the next album, otherwise they will beat me one day."

The audience roared with laughter, and behind him, Lu Yining exposed it mercilessly: "It's not like I haven't been beaten before!"

Qiu Sheng reached behind his back and gave him a middle finger.

The fans laughed even more happily.

"I'm actively listening to the opinions of the masses. I will raise ideas in the future, but I may not adopt them." After Qiu Sheng finished speaking to Lu Yining, he cleared his throat.

At this time, according to their original rhythm, they should say a few words about their creative ideas and start the next song, but Qiu Sheng uncontrollably glanced at Wen Youxia, who was holding the bass, and patted the new piano from time to time——Wen Youxia Xia got used to the new bass faster than Qiu Sheng imagined. He only got acquainted with the tone when he walked the stage. When it officially started, it seemed that it was not the first time he had run in with this bass.

When the words came to his lips, Qiu Sheng suddenly changed his mind: "Before the next song, I have to apologize to everyone."

Music fans expressed their doubts cooperatively, and Gu Qi looked over.

"The theme of this tour was actually set four years ago. 'Ideal World' should have been the name of our second album." When Qiu Sheng mentioned a certain point in time, someone in the crowd lowered his voice and was surprised. Yelling, never expecting him to mention it himself.

The lights were brighter, Qiu Sheng looked towards the end of the crowd, and his heart began to beat faster again.

"At that time, we... had a lot of conflicts that hadn't been resolved, so we hurriedly quarreled, fought and went our separate ways, the show didn't finish the encore, and the album has been delayed until now... I'm sorry. "

I don't know which girl cried out in a crying voice: "It's okay——"

She set off a burst of noise, and the arena was filled with "It's okay" and "Forgive you".

Qiu Sheng smiled, and the gloom between his brows faded a bit: "So, I will stick to it for the end of this tour. I am indeed full of problems, my temper is bad, and my physical fitness is not very good. To tell you the truth, the previous paragraph Time cut a small bad thing, it’s not considered a major operation, but it’s painful enough... I guess I won’t be able to return to a too healthy state in a short time, but these will not affect my serious work on the album, don’t worry. Everyone is also very good, Life is stable, for example, Brother Qi is married, Xiao Lu's cats are fatter than the other, Wen Xia is talking about friends..."

"what?!"

"what?!"

A line of sight on the right made Qiu Sheng's back burn, he ignored it calmly, and heard the sentence "Who is he in love with?" He said unconvinced: "What are you asking, with whom? You are so lenient, and you want to give money? "

"whispering sound--"

Qiu Sheng brushed the strings of the guitar to remind them not to diverge their thinking: "...In short, what I mean by this is that the band is a band, and people are people. We will have our own lives, but we will also regard the band as a common corner. Take good care of it... In any case, Yinshan is better than it was four years ago, and we may have some music festivals this year, and everyone remembers to support them."

Fans booed him, and someone said: "I can't play the finale—"

"Nonsense, I'm going to play the finale now, what about the band that I've formed for more than 20 or [-] years?" Qiu Sheng snapped back, "Let's act first and then talk, what if people don't let us go because they see us quarreling all the time?" .”

The audience was laughing again, as if Qiu Sheng was speaking on a talk show.

He is satisfied with the effect of this program: "Really, we quarrel a lot. In the rehearsal room, it is uncomfortable not to attack each other every day. And we will definitely continue to quarrel in the future. It is difficult not to quarrel when writing songs or arranging songs. .But everyone will not easily break up again. We have made an appointment. Whoever proposes to break up will pay the fine first, right? That who."

"That who" didn't have a microphone in front of him, so he nodded, causing another commotion.

Satisfied, Qiu Sheng stretched out his hand to press a few chords, and plucked the guitar: "I'm a little talkative today, blame me, and I got a little excited. Brother Qi, is it done? The next song will be dry, and sing "Who"" Like Death Like Life."

The song that was rejected in the past, saying "the omen is not good", is now placed on the tour grandly, and no one thinks it is inappropriate.

Wen Youxia used to write songs with an eternal theme of "running away", and he never gave a related answer.He is a wanderer, floating in this world with no purpose, no plan.

But Qiu Sheng's songs are always very purposeful.

"Writing about the first encounter in May Rain" "Writing about Baihe Night Boat because I fell in love with Wen Youxia" "Flying Bird is the record of our first night" "Lan Dong because the sea breeze in the East River was suddenly quiet at night" "Writing about the warm time I'm in love"... Every song of his is his life, full of fantasy.

When one is leaving, the other is always on the lookout.

He has never been the other half of the odd-shaped jigsaw puzzle suitable for Wen Youxia, and he will not easily change the arrogance and sense of control in his flesh and blood for Wen Youxia, but, but.

If he loves Wen Youxia, he will let Wen Youxia accept all his edges and corners.

Love doesn't need to be suitable, as long as you don't let go.

The performance is still going on, "Like Death Like Life", "Amber of the Night", "Yoyo"...

The last one sang a new song just written. Whether intentionally or not, he named it "Endless Summer", the same name as a song by the Holy Spring Band. The synthesizer keyboard further plumped the bass part, and the bass line dominated like pouring Heavy rain is a madness that occurs once in decades.

After the end, the fans still expressed their dissatisfaction, and before they had a break, they frantically started shouting "Encore".

"Encore! Encore!"

Shouting until his voice became hoarse and continued, Qiu Sheng's palms kept sweating.

He looked up, and the livehouse digital clock facing him went to "22:13:29". It was not symmetrical, nor was it anything special, but Qiu Sheng somehow remembered this moment.

Gu Qi asked: "Which song will you play?"

The performance time has exceeded their expectations by nearly half an hour, and they can only encore one song.Qiu Sheng thought for a while, he seemed to have no other better choice.

He raised the stand of the microphone, and pushed it to Wen Youxia's side together with the wire.

""·roaming"."

The crowd was silent for a moment, and they all understood why the song was late.

Qiu Sheng smiled, without mentioning the difficult "reason", he gestured behind him.

"Let's have a dream together."

The bass with a soft tone is placed close to the mid-frequency, the guitar is used as an auxiliary, and the drums are played lighter and lighter, and the vocals with the effectors are almost psychedelic.The steps are not high enough, the lights are not bright enough, the music fans are swaying to the rhythm, and the couple on the left is secretly kissing.They seem to be drunk, and the slide of the guitar guides the ship through the fog and through the night.

There were not many words, Qiu Sheng sang and swayed, seeming a little dazed.

He half hugged Wen Youxia to press a certain pitch and fret like making trouble.Wen Youxia moved his right hand, and changed his voice accordingly. No one could tell that this was his impromptu play, and felt that the other party hugged him even tighter.

It happened to be a "Takeme", Qiu Sheng sang, and Wen Youxia's side face, which was close at hand, was focused and serious.

The drum beat coincided with the heartbeat, the sound of blood was like running water, his bones split and grew together again, the four strings under his eyes moved occasionally, and the trembling bass made him suddenly return to the place where he first saw Wen Youxia.That time he was off the stage, now he is on the stage, holding Wen Youxia in his arms, hearing the other person's breathing rising and falling with the rhythm.

If he knew that there would be so much pain later, would he still fall in love with Wen Youxia?If he knew that he could hug each other again when he was in pain, would he miss the past a few more days?

Whether he knows it or not, his life has changed when he met Wen Youxia.

Memories are like a movie turning with a yellowing filter, Qiu Sheng almost pulled out of his body.He obviously didn't drink, but he drifted around, and saw the dark rocks and a little white foam in Yawan along with the music.

Can the jacarandas bloom earlier this year?

Will the ugly cat grow up to be more beautiful in spring?

What key does Wen Youxia use for the unfinished song?

You can perform at the music festival in May, where will you go then?

……

Will you always be so good to me?

Everything about the future gradually crowded the sea of ​​consciousness, Qiu Sheng felt the warm breath of the person he was leaning on, blowing on his fingertips.The silver-white lights blinked like stars in front of his eyes, and his heartbeat was unprecedentedly stable.

He thought, "Wen Youxia must always be so kind to me, I don't have the energy left to love anyone else."

Seemingly feeling what Qiu Sheng was thinking, the song was about to end, Wen Youxia leaned her body towards him without showing any trace.

"Take me to the blue..."

After singing this sentence according to the original rhythm, the bass sound paused, but the lead singer did not mean to end there.

He held down Wen Youxia's bass, hugged him from behind, the silver light beam above his head enveloped them hazyly, the audience was far away, and the narrow space of the livehouse suddenly became very wide.The road under the feet extends to today's time, the world is vast, they are like a small amber.

Wen Youxia's piano was under his control, Qiu Sheng stuck to his shoulder and played it twice, scribbled, but he suddenly understood the song the other party was singing.

The guitar plucked a few times at a loss, and the bass slipped down.

The melody sung by Qiu Sheng turned a corner by itself: "I passed you for a few seconds, I want to kiss you..."

He tampered with the lyrics, Wen Youxia turned his head in surprise.

In just a few seconds, Qiu Sheng kissed him, his lips touched and released, his eyes were full of sly smiles.

It was Dese, Wen Youxia pressed Qiu Sheng's side face with his left hand, and couldn't help but entwine him deeply again, kissing him hard.

He couldn't hear the cheers or see the colorful lights.

Whispering between his lips, the bassist sang the last line for him.

"...kiss you, to the end of the century."

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