[Entertainment Circle] The Road to Rebirth as a Star

Xu Yanxi hummed an unknown tune, strolled across the corridor, and in front of him was Young Master Yin's piano room.

In a super large room with an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters that was opened up, Yin Qianran placed a pure black Broadwood grand piano custom-made from England, and then there was an empty room and a pure wooden floor. Only on the east wall will there be a rattan five-tier CD shelf and a set of photo walls.

Just like what Xu Yanxi sees now.

"It's really... exactly the same as in memory."

Xu Yanxi held the plate with one hand. There is no so-called "wall" in the piano room. There is only a hollow decorative wall that is the same length as the room, which cannot block the sight of people standing in the corridor at all. Xu Yanxi's other one is empty. Pushing away a corner of the seemingly decorative wall, a door slowly opened.

For some reason, the originally relaxed and indifferent mood suddenly became timid when he stepped into the room for the first time.

"Master Ben..." Xu Yanxi twitched the corners of her mouth, "Master Ben, what are you afraid of!"

In this way to cheer herself up, Xu Yanxi stepped into the other foot. Like a coincidence, when the whole person formally entered the room and landed on the second foot, the melodious piano music was at three o'clock in the afternoon when the sun was just right. The leisurely and contented voice sounded.

This is the beginning of early summer, this is the laziness of just waking up in the afternoon with a little yawn, this is the afternoon of the midsummer of youth forgotten by time, the light green vines creep along the corner of the girl's floral dress Climb up with a little pride...

It was just listening to the sound of the piano, the whole person seemed to be trapped in a Western picture scroll, the sun was just right, the afternoon tea had just started, and the host was still sleepy and trying to greet his two or three friends...

Xu Yanxi walked forward, and there were two people standing in front of her, while the keys of the piano on the west side were jumping happily under the beautiful ten fingers of the third person.

But his eyes seemed to be blind, he couldn't see the two people standing, he couldn't see the snow-white walls around him, he couldn't see the glass greenhouse facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the amazing roses that bloomed in late May and early June.

But it is clearer than ever.

The people beside him disappeared, the light disappeared, time disappeared, and the passing wind also disappeared, and all that remained in sight was the elegant black grand piano, sitting there with the white shirt sleeves rolled up and the head slightly lowered, concentrating on it The one playing.

Xu Yanxi tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening to something, he lightly opened his slightly pale lips, with a dazed expression on his face, and walked towards the person who was concentrating on playing the piano in a daze.

Bei Tangluo and Qiao An'an came to Yin's house to ask for a song, and Yin Qianran improvised. The two of them were listening carefully when they saw a young man with a tray come in.I thought it was a servant, but when I saw the boy's crumpled jeans and pullover, I felt something was wrong. When the boy approached and saw the handsome face that was pale but could not be concealed, I also guessed that it was Xu Ershao.

But these are not the point. When Qiao Anan met Xu Ershao's eyes, he couldn't help but open his mouth, but Bei Tangluo covered his throat in time and didn't shout out.

What kind of expression is this?

Qiao Anan took off Beitang Luo's hand covering her mouth, opened her eyes wide and thought in disbelief.

Confused to the extreme, fragile to the extreme... A teenager trapped in the saddest memory and wanting to cry loudly...

He is... the one who is stuck in the memory and can't extricate himself...

The black and white memory was finally dyed with color, as if suddenly alive, those colors slowly dyed along the clothes of the person holding the blue rose, and spread and dyed the face of that person, that person was clearly black and white eyes...

Xu Yanxi thought in confusion...

That is----

whose funeral.

In front of whose tombstone.

Who sits on the tombstone.

Who raised his head stupidly.

Whoever sees that person hears that voice.

Who was crying so sadly.

Xiao Xi...

Xiao Xi...

Xiao Xi...

"I'm here."

Xu Yanxi bent down in pain, the sound of the tray falling to the ground, the sound of the porcelain cup shattering, the sound of water splashing on the ground, the sound of the piano music stopping abruptly...

But it was silent, only the sound of the man shouting hopelessly at the boy on the tombstone.

Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi...

"elder brother."

Xu Yanxi knelt on the ground, big and big teardrops fell rapidly, the extreme grief invaded her fragile nerves, her stomach throbbed nervously, but all the pain still couldn't stop that voice.

Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi!

"I am here."

Xu Yanxi tightly covered his stomach, choking tears into his mouth, he coughed like a child who couldn't find his mother, repeating with great grievance and crying——

"I'm here."

"I'm here...I'm here, brother!"

Qiao An'an was completely frightened by Xu Yanxi's appearance. She had vaguely heard that Xu Ershao went to nightclubs and took drugs. This is...is he sick?Such a beautiful boy...

Qiao An'an secretly sighed in his heart, but after staring at Xu Yanxi like this for a long time, he showed an expression of intolerance.

It's not like being addicted to drugs...

he is...

Extremely sad.

"Have you taken too many drugs?"

A pleasant slightly deep male voice sounded coldly in the large and empty room, in the space where only the boy was crying.

Yin Qianran got up and squatted down in front of Xu Yanxi. His indifferent expression was not at all the look of an older brother looking at his younger brother.

However, when Xu Yanxi heard Yin Qianran's voice, she instantly raised her head like a drowning person catching straws, and Yin Qianran met the eyes of this "dude" younger brother abruptly and without any preparation.

The eyes that were always foolish on weekdays disappeared, but Xu Yanxi's beautiful eyes were washed clean by tears at this moment. His eyes are so clear now, just like a young child, just like many years ago, like As soon as Yin Qianran closed his eyes, it seemed that it was still yesterday, the child who was led to him by his father and called his brother timidly.

"Yin... Yin... Qianran..." Xu Yanxi tremblingly called out, Yin Qianran watched and listened, screaming in his heart "You warned yourself to stay away from him", but there are so many reasons to stay away from him It's so vulnerable, after all, it's no match for Xu Yanxi's fragile eyes.

"Xiao Xi..."

Yin Qianran called out the boy's nickname with difficulty, this name that he hadn't called out for a long time, this name that he couldn't help shouting crazily in his heart once the busyness was over.

As soon as the voice came out, Xu Yanxi was stunned, he blinked, tears rolled down, and then Yin Qianran was caught off guard by the young man, and put one hand back on the ground, holding the crying face all the time Out of breath teenager.

"Yin Qianran, I'm right in front of you!" Xu Yanxi cried loudly, "I'm right here!"

"Yeah, I saw it." Yin Qianran patted Xu Yanxi's back, comforting him as helplessly as coaxing a child, while Beitang Luo and Qiao An'an had already left the room knowingly.

"You can't see it!" Xu Yanxi couldn't get angry from crying, and she still didn't forget to retort, "You can't see it at all! Why are you doing that! Why are you looking like that! Why are you talking like that?" ! Shouldn't you be happy that I'm dead!"

The hand that patted Xu Yanxi froze for an instant, and the next moment Yin Qianran hugged Xu Yanxi fiercely, veins popped out of the corners of his extremely handsome eyes, and the corners of his eyes turned blood red.

"What death! I will be happy when you die!"

She reprimanded like this, but felt her body soften in her arms, Xu Yanxi actually fainted.

Realizing that this guy passed out because he drank too much wine last night and maybe took some medicine, and because of his inexplicable ups and downs just now, Yin Qianran had no choice but to stand up and hug Xu Yanxi in the way of a princess hug.

"So light?"

Feeling Xu Yanxi's weight, Yin Qianran frowned. He lowered his head and looked carefully at the face of the boy in his arms. The pale and handsome face looked so clean and beautiful in a deep sleep.

Yin Qianran watched, slowly lowered his head as if bewitched, and suddenly woke up when he was about to touch the young man's pale lips. He pursed his lips tightly and raised his head, and strode out of the room with the young man in his arms.

"If you die..."

"Who else..."

"Sadder than me."

The sound of the wind was very soft, and such words were blown away by the wind and scattered in today's unspeakable time.