star chaser poem

She got the custom-made things with Qing Hai before going on a business trip, and just when Xiang Shi thought that she would never have any interaction with this person again, an accident broke the original calm.

It happened on an ordinary afternoon.

Recently, Sariel is going to sell the unsold goods in the first half of the year in the form of lucky bags at a discount. It just so happens that the custom gift bags and ribbons with the band logo have arrived, so everyone took a day to gather in the studio , while chatting with each other, packing bags like doing handicrafts.

The doorbell rang suddenly.The studio they rented was very small and there was no so-called front desk. Xiang Shi was the closest to the door, and was about to get up to answer, but was pushed down by Fu Jing who was sitting beside her.

He didn't refuse either, and waited for the person to go away, then whispered and quickly said to the other three: "The scene at the end of September should be fine."

Oscar was tying a bow on the bag in his hand. Hearing this, he sighed sadly, "I'm mentally prepared that I won't be able to get back my money."

"Bah, Crow's Mouth." Ten gouged him out of the corner of his eye.

Jia Jing and Xiang Shi were separated by Fu Jing's seat, he tried his best to lean his upper body, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure you don't want to tell him yet?"

"Well. If he gets angry, you can blame me."

"Why do you have such a good temper?"

"..." It was rare to receive such an evaluation, Xiang Shi suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and looked away unnaturally.

Because Fu Jing didn't come back, he felt strange, so he yelled at the door: "What's wrong? Do you want a seal?"

But the question was left unanswered.Just when he was about to go over to find out, a tall figure brushed past Fu Jing and appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The moment he saw the person coming, Xiang Shi instinctively thought that he was walking towards him—but this was not the case, that person's eyes were fixed on the seat in the deepest part of the room from beginning to end, turning a blind eye to everything else.

He stopped in front of Gagin.

Everyone's eyes were focused on this unexpected guest, and the whole room was like a specimen soaked in formalin, maintaining its current state and being fixed for a long time.

His entire left arm is covered with tattoos. A slender poisonous snake is entangled in the most conspicuous position of the forearm. The snake's head is surrounded by a hollow golden sun. The lines are very lightly inked, and it doesn't look fierce at all. , but exudes a strange elegance.

"Have you had enough trouble?" said the man.His voice is still as reserved and cool as he heard it on a rainy night not long ago, but because of his rather harsh tone, the alienation at that time turned into an ice pick hanging above his head, piercing out sharp hostility .

The familiar laziness and frivolity of Xiang Shi did not appear on that face, but the edges and corners of arrogance and displeasure were clearly carved.

No one dared to speak out. Ten opened his mouth as if to say something, but was stared back abruptly by Oscar.

At this time, Jia Jing, who was the central figure, didn't even frown. He continued to pick out the objects on the table, as if he didn't hear the movement around him.

The man was obviously irritated by this attitude, he held Jia Jing's face condescendingly, forcing the other party to look into his eyes.

Those upturned eyes narrowed dangerously.He seemed to be impatient, and he roughly tightened his fingers painted with black nail polish while speaking, "Come back with me."

·

Before Sariel found a guitarist, the three of them would often find a rehearsal room to entertain themselves together. The nature was similar to going to KTV to sing after work, not for performances, not for running-in, just for fun.Jinghe at that time—later Jiajing—would visit them whenever he was free.

I remember when he came here for the first time, he asked a very simple question in front of the small and dilapidated rehearsal room: no one sees what is there to rehearse?

Fu Jing replied: Only when no one is watching can you calm down.

Jiajing remained silent. He walked around the room slowly, his eyes fell on the outdated equipment, and he couldn't believe it. "I've never rehearsed in such a dilapidated place."

Later, when he first appeared on the stage as a Sariel guitarist, the first sentence he said when he entered the livehouse was also: "I have never performed in such a broken place."

Fortunately, these discomforts were gradually replaced by a strong sense of freshness.Because it is close to the audience and there are many ways to play, for Jia Jing who has never experienced the underground period, everything he encounters now has become an unprecedented new experience.

As for what happened inside Eri's, Fu Jing didn't know.After Sariel officially entered the preparatory stage, he resigned from his job as a roadie. Since then, he hasn't seen Jia Jing for a long time, and only occasionally sent a message to chat.

It was one night when I got in touch again, the other party suddenly proposed to come to him.Fu Jing was still living in the dilapidated apartment in Sakata at that time, knowing that the young master would definitely not be able to stand the environment of her home, so she closed the door and did not let him in.

"Let's change place."

"No, I'm all here."

As expected, he regretted it as soon as he entered the door.Complaining that the room was too crowded, I felt uncomfortable staying there, and finally turned into two people shrugging their shoulders, leaning side by side on the small balcony to enjoy the evening breeze.

There are thick clouds floating in the night sky, and a little light from the sky leaks out of the thin clouds.Gradient splashes of different shades are poured as far as the eye can see, as if sinking into the turbid gray-blue seabed.

"Did you find the guitarist?" Gagin asked.

"finding."

The people around him held their cheeks with both hands, staring at the distant scenery in the sky, without saying a word.

Just when Fu Jing wondered if he was asleep, Jia Jing suddenly lowered his head.The palms covered his entire face, and the weak voice came from under the hands that didn't look like they could play the guitar, or even adults: "Can you take me with you."

At that moment, Fu Jing saw deja vu deja vu and disappointment in him, although their causes were not the same, but there were deep and indelible scars in Jia Jing's gloomy eyes.

The only request he made at that time was to join Sariel without revealing his identity.

Ask him what's the matter, the attitude of the other party is as if he is facing a dangerous minefield. He only said that he didn't renew the artist contract with the company, and now he is just a name in Eri's, and he can do his own thing .

In fact, when roadie's Fu Jing knew a thing or two about Eri's internal relationships, he knew that Jia Jing was a bit isolated in the band.

Among the five people, he and Huan Meng are the most famous.Both of them are self-confident people who grew up with praises, and they can't listen to objections. Once conflicts arise, neither of them is willing to give in easily.But the result of the quarrel is often Jiajing bows his head - after all, he is young and lacks prestige.

Another point is that although he has no self-consciousness and no malice, everyone feels that Jiajing's attitude towards others is somewhat superior, so it is difficult to win the hearts of the people.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Fu Jing casually mentioned, could it be that Huan Meng is confused with men and women who came out of nowhere again?If so, tell him not to take it to heart. It's a work relationship. It's enough to look at his professional ability. No matter what people say about Neptune in private, it has nothing to do with you.

Hearing these words, Jiajing's eye circles instantly turned red.Perhaps it was because of his thin skin, but with a little force, the corners of his eyes and the area around his cheeks were flushed together, as if he was angry and ashamed, but he managed to hold back a single tear.

After he calmed down, the flush|red that appeared on his skin just now was like a layer of peeled apple skin. An indifferent expression appeared on his pale face, and he said in an unusually sober tone: "Sooner or later, Eri's will come out." The problem. For Huan Meng, everything comes easily, so he treats everything with a casual attitude, it comes and goes quickly, and it cannot last long."

·

"Let's go." Jiajing looked at him expressionlessly and said without any waves.

The person who heard this sentence didn't make a sound, just pursed his lips tightly and stared into his eyes tit for tat.

After a while, the man's tense body became slack, and he let out a deep breath as if suppressing a huge emptiness.Just as he let go of his fingers, he finally noticed Xiang Shi behind him.

There was a brief blank on that pretty face, but it immediately returned to its original state, and even smiled at him unhurriedly.

This smile made Xiang Shi very uncomfortable, as if he had long been entangled in a spider web but didn't realize it until he met a long-overdue predator.

But what happened just now did not escape Fu Jing's eyes, only he gasped and asked vigilantly, "You two know each other?"

The questioning tone at the end of the sentence was raised high, as if raising a hand and waving a whip, it hit Xiang Shi's face.

"Not only do we know each other, but we have also gone out together several times."

"We met by chance."

The two voices with very different expressions collided fiercely, smashing into everyone's ears.

"Huan Meng," Jia Jing's tone could not hear the slightest emotional fluctuation, he raised his chin in the direction of the poem, "Is it because of him that you came here?"

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