A collection of short stories about Qingshan as snow and yellow

stand still for you/

Huang Shaotian carried a bottle of pear soda and walked down the sunny ramp.Not long after the warm-up performance of the music festival started, the open-air stage was surrounded by the audience, and a large girl group was singing and dancing, and the singing sound drifted far to the market on the other side of the grass.Most of the tourists who are still hanging out in the shade of the trees are tourists who are not interested in performances, but this place is also very lively. The shop owners selling snacks have decorated their dining cars according to the summer atmosphere, and there are golden and red flowers everywhere. Branches tied into the shape of guitars, posters and stands of pop bands, and occasionally fans wearing support headbands can be seen forming a team, passing by like a float parading the street.

In front of a cold drink stand, he easily found Ye Xiu who was paying the bill.This person is wearing a straw hat, the shape is not particularly exaggerated for this occasion, but there are too many flowers on it, and there are two strings dangling from the brim of the hat.

Ye Xiu held the cup and said hello: "You ran out too?"

"You're really carefree." Huang Shaotian shook the soda bottle threateningly, "I didn't see you at the beginning, so you've already run away!"

"The behind-the-scenes workers, no one can recognize them anyway." Ye Xiu didn't even wear sunglasses, "Besides, I'm here to make soy sauce."

"Our boss insisted that everyone join in the fun... I won't mention it." Huang Shaotian said, "I ended up looking for you in the background for a long time."

"It seems that you didn't find it." Ye Xiu said nonchalantly.

"Isn't it because you run too fast!" Huang Shaotian didn't type out, "I don't even need a mobile phone, are you a human from the Triassic period!"

"There seems to be no humans in the Triassic."

"..." Huang Shaotian snapped off the cap of the soda bottle, and threw the cap into the trash can, "I have business to find you."

Ye Xiu: "Tell me."

"It's just..." Huang Shaotian seemed a little embarrassed to say, "I want to ask, when you wrote "Strategy" back then, did you have any experience?"

"Nothing special." Ye Xiu replied without blinking.

Huang Shaotian: "It's too perfunctory, you man!!"

"It's true." Ye Xiu scooped up a scoop of shiny blue ice cream, "It's true that some songs have different inspirations, which impressed me deeply, but this one is obviously not."

"There must be some impression." Huang Shaotian asked persistently, "Anything is fine."

Ye Xiu thought for a while: "I seemed to have just started dating at that time."

Huang Shaotian: "..."

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?" Ye Xiu looked at him, "Did you accept any love-themed work?"

"Yes." Huang Shaotian had already given up on himself.

"It's not the first time you've written something like this." Ye Xiu asked suspiciously, "What's different this time?"

"It's not the same..." Huang Shaotian said irritably, "But I always feel that there is no breakthrough in this."

"If you want to have a more thematic atmosphere, you still have to work hard with words." Ye Xiu said.

"Some of them are indeed like this." Huang Shaotian retorted, "But I'm not like you, who is an all-in-one songwriter. Is it okay to pin your last hope on the lyrics?"

"No, you have to find someone to write lyrics." Ye Xiu said, "Do you want to do it yourself?"

"Forget about the words." Huang Shaotian waved the bottle, "What I want to write is the kind of real work that can convey the atmosphere of love just by the melody!"

"Calm down, you're going to spill it if you shake it any longer." Ye Xiu took two steps back, "Let's think about it, didn't you just write a drool song for that person, what's it called, babyonemoretime..."

"It's "Sweet One More Chance." Huang Shaotian's face was horrified.

Ye Xiu said sympathetically, "Although the name and lyrics are a little bit...but at least it's very popular, isn't it, and it's also very nice."

"I'm also very desperate. The words I brought over are just like this. What can I do!" Huang Shaotian said frantically, "I also want to support my family, okay?"

"You can eat enough for one person and the whole family won't be hungry." Ye Xiu pointed out.

Huang Shaotian: "..."

"Speaking of which, have you considered talking about someone or something?" Ye Xiu seriously suggested, "There is a saying that art comes from life."

"You can save yourself, I think the more you are in the scene, the less you can express it." Huang Shaotian said.

"This is a life experience kid." Ye Xiu held the spoon in his mouth, "Even if you want to play love games..."

Before they knew it, they had walked from the street near the music festival to the other side of the summer market.This is a temporary flea market for students, and the stalls are full of small and exquisite gadgets from the past.A girl not far from them interjected: "Do you want to buy love game toys? I have something here, do you want to see it?"

"Don't thank me, I have to leave first." Huang Shaotian said quickly.

Ye Xiu grabbed him, turned around and asked the stall owner, "What is it?"

The stall owner picked up a dark blue bear doll.Judging from its luster and structure, it seems to be made of the second-generation memory metal that was popular more than ten years ago, but this material is basically outdated now.The doll is about thirty centimeters tall and has a traditional appearance. It has a yellow scarf around its neck and is wrapped in a transparent cardboard box.

"The toy left by my aunt is said to be a love simulation game device. It was given by her ex-boyfriend, but they broke up just after giving it away. Alas, long-distance relationships are so hard." The girl gushed, "It hasn't been activated yet, you can Find out how to use it, and take a cup of milk tea with you, my friend!"

"Have you never activated it?" Huang Shaotian couldn't help but become curious, "Didn't you try it?"

"I have a boyfriend, so I don't need to play with this kind of thing." The girl said heartily.

"..." Huang Shaotian received another critical blow.

Ye Xiu paid the bill and bought the bear, and stuffed it into his arms: "Go, maybe you will have inspiration after dating the bear, come on."

Huang Shaotian: "Damn it, I thank you!!"

Two days later, Huang Shaotian returned to his apartment.The setting sun shone into the living room, and the room was empty. Two small robots were running around cleaning the carpet.

He ordered a takeaway and listlessly started rummaging through the suitcase.As soon as he pulled out a coat, the blue bear in the cardboard box fell to the ground.Huang Shaotian simply sat on the ground, opened the box, turned over the doll to find instructions.

There is a line on the bear's butt: "Please install the battery strip. This is a love simulation device. When I can't reach you, I hope it will make you happy. Love you Mr. Bear."

In the end, it didn't say how it was activated... Huang Shaotian took out the battery strip from the box and put it into the energy slot on the back of it.There is also an interface on the side of the energy tank. He studied it a bit, but he didn't understand what it was for.After putting it on, Xiong didn't respond at all. He put it on the chair in the dining room and continued to pack the box.

After the takeaway was delivered, he lined up the soup bowls and salads on the table, looked at the doll bear opposite, and said casually, "Hello, Mr. Xiong."

After a few minutes, a tuft of fur on the bear's head flickered and slowly turned blue.

"Hello." Bear said.

Huang Shaotian was taken aback, he didn't expect this thing to be really good.

"Mr. Xiong?" Xiong continued to speak slowly with his flat voice, "Well, you can also call me Mr. Xiong. Are you Mr. Xiong or Miss Xiong?"

Huang Shaotian wondered what kind of logic this is. Could it be that the bear's built-in system thinks that anyone who falls in love with him is a bear?I'm still a bear...

"Anyway, it's not Miss Xiong." He found it quite interesting, and felt that at least the device was not broken.He remembered the business and asked, "Are you in love, Mr. Xiong?"

Bear was silent for a few seconds.

"I think this kind of thing should be done step by step." It said, "We have only known each other for 2 minutes."

It's really a step-by-step love game!Huang Shaotian was startled.

"What you said makes sense." He replied calmly.

Then he went straight to the work room, took out a cover with a sound-proof effect, clasped the bear, and then turned on the computer to check the information while eating.

I can't find anything with keywords such as "blue bear" and "love game equipment". It seems that this toy is indeed a bit outdated.But judging from their conversations, the built-in AI seems to be keeping up with the trend. Now that artificial intelligence full of humanism is very popular, it probably belongs to the well-made type.

It doesn't matter if there is no strategy, anyway, he doesn't play for the purpose of clearing the level.

He took the cover off again, and said to it: "I thought about it..."

"Did you get stuck just now?" Xiong asked, "There was no sound for a long time."

Huang Shaotian: "..." Is it actually a real-time interactive system design!

"Uh, I'm going to eat." He said, and then he thought of the routine he found in the search for love games just now, so he said, "Want to eat together?"

"Thank you, but I don't seem to be able to eat it." Bear replied politely.

"..." So realistic, this bear.

"Then do you want to chat?" Huang Shaotian asked.

"Okay." Xiong said, "The most important thing I need now is time."

After eating a meal, Huang Shaotian already knew a little about this bear.This is a peaceful, thoughtful bear who is very close to a real person in every sense.But it may still be a matter of age, it is a bit delayed in speaking.

"Mr. Xiong," he began to pack the takeaway boxes, "do you have a preference setting?"

"What is favorability?" Xiong asked.

Huang Shaotian wiped his face: "No, it's nothing."

"Just kidding." Xiong said, "But I really don't have a preference setting."

Huang Shaotian: "...you are really very individual, Mr. Xiong. However, things like liking degree are a setting imposed by people, so it doesn't necessarily have to be right or not."

"Favourability is not measured by numbers." Xiong said, "So why do you want to fall in love with me?"

Huang Shaotian decided to tell the truth.Holding the bear in his left hand and the cover in his right, he sat down on the sofa in the living room.

"Because I need to get materials." He said.

Bear:"……"

"It seems inaccurate to say that, I just want to experience the experience of being in love." Huang Shaotian continued, "My job is to write songs, but I can't always write about the feeling of love."

"A lot of love songs become love songs only because of the forceful dubbing of the lyrics." Xiong said.

"As a bear, your statement is surprisingly reasonable..." Huang Shaotian sighed.

"I think the favorability of the sentence just now dropped by 0.5." Xiong said calmly.

Huang Shaotian: "It can't be measured by numbers!!"

"It's a subjective description." Xiong's tone was still very mechanical, but Huang Shaotian thought it was smiling, "Then why don't you fall in love with a real person?"

"Didn't you say I'm a bear?!" Huang Shaotian felt that the bear knew too much.

"From what you've said about bears, you're obviously a fake bear," replied bear.

Huang Shaotian: "..."

The bear said, "Never mind, it doesn't matter if you are a bear or a man. I don't mind continuing to think of you as a bear."

"Thank you so much." Huang Shaotian said dryly.

"So the question just now, what do you think?"

"Because I didn't meet the right person." Huang Shaotian lay on the sofa, feeling a little bloated from the stomach he had just eaten, so he turned over and put the bear on his stomach, "It's nothing strange, even though I'm handsome A person who is handsome and unrestrained is kind-hearted and hard-working, but if the fate is not there, it is not there, so you can't fall in love just to get material."

"Are you sure it's not because you're too nerdy?" Xiong asked.

"...We've only known each other for an hour, and you already know I'm in a house!" Huang Shaotian became angry from embarrassment.

"Just guess."

Huang Shaotian took it by the ear and shook it around, and only after he finished shaking it did he think that this would also increase his favorability.However, it turns out that the bear's system does not have the sensor function. It continued: "So, chatting with me will not give you a real experience, why don't you find other ways to inspire inspiration."

Huang Shaotian was weak: "Forget it, this was a bad idea given to me by a bastard. Forget what I just said."

"Then you can turn me off," said Bear.

Huang Shaotian was stunned for a moment, he couldn't quite hear the emotion in that unchanging mechanical sound. "That's fine," he said. "Just chatting is fine."

After speaking, he turned on the TV and tuned an old romance movie to watch.The heroine had just appeared on stage for a minute, and Xiong hadn’t spoken a few words before he said, “Is it “Dragonfly Keeper”?”

"You are too knowledgeable, Mr. Xiong." Huang Shaotian pulled out the robot stuck under the sofa, "You can recognize it just by listening to the bgm."

"No, I just heard the lines." Xiong said, "The heroine at the end..."

"Don't, don't say it!" Huang Shaotian quickly picked up the cover and put it on the bear's head.After a few seconds, he carefully opened it: "Did you spoil it just now?"

"No," Bear repeats, "I mean the heroine is cute to the end."

Huang Shaotian: "..." You did it on purpose.

Then they watched the movie quietly.The picture is beautiful, the story is very gentle, Huang Shaotian gets more and more sleepy the more he watched it, and finally slipped on the carpet and fell asleep.

"Sweet One More Chance" is a new song released by a popular male idol group, and it soon began to appear frequently on various media platforms. Although the popular trends in the streets and alleys are not as clear as before, Huang Shaotian was still in the building a few days ago. I heard the solo version of this song at the entrance of the noodle restaurant.I think when he went to the recording studio, the free and unrestrained singing of the members of the group made him fidget, but the final product is quite good, one can imagine how much effort the middle staff put in behind the scenes.

The melody of this song is indeed brainwashing, and the lyrics are also full of an atmosphere of giving up thinking. Huang Shaotian had already accepted this result, and what made him angry was Wang Buliuxing's evaluation of him.

Wang Buliuxing, an id whose identity is unknown, has a kind of unpredictable temperament from style to position.Since a few years ago, he has often inferred the current situation of directors, actors, creators and singers based on the content of film and television and music works, and made such things as "a certain actor had a stomach problem when he was performing this part", "a certain singer sang this song" The scariest thing is that there is still a certain degree of accuracy—it cannot be said to be [-]% accurate, after all, there are many things that cannot be verified, but those that have been proven are enough for metaphysics that's it.

Huang Shaotian personally still believes in his evil, because the previous few times Wang Buliuxing's evaluation of him was almost the same.Of course, what was said back then was fairly pertinent, and it didn’t come up like this time, “Troublesome Night Rain has never been good at love themes, and he was obviously still single when he wrote this song "Sweet One More Chance".

"He's too lenient!" Huang Shaotian stirred the noodle soup indignantly, "Where is there so much nonsense!"

"But it's not wrong."

Mr. Xiong was still sitting across from his table.Ever since Mr. Xiong came to his house, Huang Shaotian put it on top of the pile of books in the chair every morning, and had breakfast together with it.After breakfast is lunch, sometimes there is dinner after lunch, sometimes not.When he didn't eat dinner on time, Mr. Xiong would complain about him appropriately.

"That's right...but it's meaningless!" Huang Shaotian complained while swiping his phone, "Besides, is it related to whether you can write love songs and whether you are in a relationship? It may indeed have something to do with me, but it doesn't mean there must be." It’s related, and I don’t think there is a relationship, it doesn’t necessarily mean that there is a relationship, I think that there is a relationship, maybe it was brainwashed and misled by his fallacies, so that I would have this illusion...”

Xiong said: "If you have to compete with him, there will be no end."

"I know." Huang Shaotian picked up the last noodle, "I don't even bother to hit this guy standing in front of me."

After eating, he returned to the workshop with the bear in his arms.There was a lot of manuscripts scattered on the table, and he usually didn't let the robot come in to clean it up, so it looked messy at first glance.He didn't know what was going on, but he was a little glad that Mr. Xiong couldn't see these, so he could save him from cleaning up... Who knows if this will deduct his favorability.

"Hey, this one is basically finished... except for the last one." He said.

"The last one?"

"It's a song with a specific love theme." Huang Shaotian pulled the chair over, "To be honest, I don't have a clue yet."

"Maybe you can chat with the singer who is going to sing this song." Xiong offered reliable advice as always.

"I would, but it's not convenient for him now."

"why?"

"He seems to be in the hospital." Huang Shaotian sorted out the drafts from the previous few days and pressed them with the bear. "The company said that he was sick and needed to recuperate, and the activities stopped. The picture I wrote to him may be after his comeback. Use it."

Xiong was silent for a long time before he said, "Do you know him? This singer?"

"I don't have a chance to meet you." Huang Shaotian said, "Actually, I quite like his...songs. But he hasn't sung many love songs. I studied his previous ones, and I can't imagine them."

Having said that, he searched on the screen and clicked on a song to play.A soft voice echoed in the room, he shook his legs once and for all, and finally said: "It's hard to imagine, but he should be good at this, unlike me."

"Good at what?"

"A love song."

"why?"

"……intuition."

"Not that intuitive," Xiong commented.

Huang Shaotian picked up the guitar: "I really believe in my intuition."

He casually played a short section along with the singing on the speaker, and Xiong said, "When is the deadline?"

Huang Shaotian didn't hear clearly, so he lowered the volume a bit, and Xiong repeated it again.He thought for a while: "It's still early...the company over there said it could be postponed a bit. I wonder if the singer hasn't recovered yet."

"But have you started writing?"

"Not yet." Huang Shaotian said lazily, "I have another intuition, do you want to hear it?"

"of course."

"I feel that my opportunity is very close." He turned off the player, "What I need is to find out the inspiration that is close to the moment, and then I will be able to write it."

"That's fine," said Bear, "but the word close doesn't seem to be used that way."

"Don't worry about such details!"

"What about the theme?" Xiong said again, "It's not a broad theme like a love song, but a more specific one."

"So I just haven't figured it out yet."

Huang Shaotian suddenly slapped his thigh: "Why don't we use you as the subject!"

Bear: "...Huh? What?"

Huang Shaotian thought this idea was extremely witty: "Come, come, give me some inspiration."

"Even if you say that..." Xiong's tablet voice revealed a trace of helplessness, "I still don't know how to inspire you."

"You didn't even give me a chance to attack you." Huang Shaotian said.

"What about after the raid?" Xiong asked.

"..." Huang Shaotian was at a loss for words for a while, "Uh... there will always be some sympathy events, right? For example, eating together, sleeping together, talking about life and ideals?"

Xiong said: "Don't we often eat together, sleep together, talk about life and ideals?"

"It seems to be right." Huang Shaotian protested, "But obviously something is wrong!"

Bear stopped talking.Huang Shaotian waited for a long time, but he didn't hear it make a sound, so he felt very strange.He suddenly realized a question that he hadn't thought about before: What if the bear runs out of battery one day?

When he first started it, he just had the idea of ​​giving it a try, but during the days of getting along with it, they had become talking about everything without knowing it.He began to understand those AIs that advertised "the most reliable companion" on the market. He used to think that chatting with AI was meaningless, but after personal experience, he realized that there is an AI who can fully understand you and resonate with you. How important is the talker - AI can adjust according to the content of your conversation to make itself more in line with the other party's preferences. Although it is only an illusory understanding, it is enough to comfort people.

And what about real humans?How can you find the other half who connects with you among countless distinct, complex and unique contradictory souls?

Huang Shaotian hesitated, wondering if he should shake the bear, but at this moment the bear suddenly said, "...so... that's all."

"Ah! You spoke!" he blurted out.

"What's wrong with me?" Bear asked.

"You suddenly lost your voice." Huang Shaotian worried, "I only heard the last few words, so what did you just say?"

"Nothing," replied the bear. "It's nothing important."

Huang Shaotian pinched its ears. "Okay," he said, "do you want to hear something else?"

When Xiao Shiqin walked into the living room, the first thing he saw was the cover placed in the middle of the table.He turned his head and asked Huang Shaotian, "Is that the one?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Huang Shaotian gestured, "Keep down."

"Is that soundproof?" Xiao Shiqin glanced at it.

"I'm always a little uneasy." Huang Shaotian said, "When you take off the cover to see, please don't make a sound."

"I get it, you've said it several times!" Xiao Shiqin was fine at first, but he became nervous when he said it, "What kind of spy toy is that of yours?"

"It's AI," Huang Shaotian said, "If you talk nonsense, I'll deduct your favorability."

"Favourability?" Xiao Shiqin asked curiously, "Is that a device for dating games?"

Huang Shaotian: "...Why do you know so clearly!"

Xiao Shiqin coughed and pretended not to hear.He came to the side of the cover, reached out and touched it: "Then I opened it?"

"let's hit."

Under the hood is a small blue teddy bear, which doesn't look like anything special, and arguably a bit rudimentary compared to today's equipment.Xiao Shiqin checked it, and quickly took out the battery strip, then put the cover back on.

Huang Shaotian breathed a sigh of relief: "How is it?"

"I've never seen this kind of battery strip before." Xiao Shiqin said with a frown.

He looked back and forth for a long time, and finally said: "There is no mark on it, and it does not meet the standard of mass production. It may only be a customized product. It has been too long, and the contact may not be stable. It is with that bear. In a box?"

Huang Shaotian nodded.He thought back to the box that he had thrown away, as if there was no brand name or anything like that. At that time, he thought that the original owner had thrown it away.

"No spare either?"

"No."

"That's quite strange." Xiao Shiqin pointed to the only red circle on the battery strip, "It's not the kind that can be recharged repeatedly, once it's used up it's over, but I guess you can't buy it anywhere else. arrive."

Huang Shaotian thought for a while: "Maybe it's because the second-hand stall owner threw away the spare ones?"

"Speaking of which, you don't need to use this special battery strip even if it's a custom-made product, isn't it causing trouble for yourself?" Xiao Shiqin said, "Having a few spare batteries just prolongs the time a little bit. .Is your bear a one-off?"

"...Probably not." Huang Shaotian himself was not quite sure, "It seems that I really don't know much about it. When you checked just now, did you find something wrong with the AI ​​inside?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm designing robots, not the same as studying AI..." Xiao Shiqin said weakly.He is used to being dragged to help by the reason that "there is something wrong with my robot", but it turns out that it is actually a depressing thing like a program problem. Anyway, this time an old classmate asked him to look at the battery strip, which is still in this major. Nei, "Besides, I don't give you Xiong a chest surgery, I don't know what's inside."

"That's right." Huang Shaotian said dejectedly, "Then I can only wait for the battery to run out?"

"I'm afraid it is." Xiao Shiqin comforted him, "I'll go back and help you see if there is anything that can be replaced. It also has a socket next to the battery slot. I don't know what it is for. If it can be charged It's saved."

After having a meal with Xiao Shiqin, he went to the company to deliver materials. It was already dark when Huang Shaotian got home.In the gloomy weather that snows at any time, the indoor thermostat system also looks very warm.He habitually said "I'm back", and then remembered that the battery strip was still on the table.

He reinstalled the power supply, and after a long time, the tuft of hair on the top of the bear's head shone brightly.

"Mr. Bear?" He tried to ask.

"It's recovered." Xiong's first words made him almost spit out his tea, "Is it out of battery?"

Huang Shaotian was speechless to this bear's setting: "Why do you know everything!"

"It's not as complicated as you might think," Xiong said.

"Okay, now that you know everything...you might be running out of battery," Huang Shaotian said, "and I can't find a way to recharge it."

"That's it." Xiong sighed, and there was no more to say.

"You should work hard for your own existence!" Huang Shaotian slapped the table, "Don't give up the treatment, okay?"

"Let me think and think," said Bear.

Huang Shaotian stared at its shiny hair.According to Xiao Shiqin's speculation, this hair is the indicator of the remaining power. When the bear was first started, it was completely blue, but now only the tip is still lit.

"How long will it be before the power goes out?" Bear asked.

"Maybe just a minute."

Xiong said, "Then you have to hurry up."

"Don't worry!" Huang Shaotian shook it, "I will find a way to recharge it for you! I won't let you die for no reason!"

"...I mean, you have to hurry up and write your song." Xiong still said in his flat voice.

Huang Shaotian was silent for a while, then returned to his workshop with the bear in his arms.While tidying up the scores on the table, he said: "Actually, I have almost finished writing them, but I almost compiled them completely."

"Is it about bears?" Bear asked.

Huang Shaotian: "Take love games as the theme."

"Seriously," said Bear, "do you still think this is a love game?"

"I don't feel any shadow of a normal love game..." Even though he knew that bears can't receive visual signals, Huang Shaotian still shrugged his shoulders, "But what about a normal love game? There are sweet words, there are favorability settings, and finally Confess to each other? There is no rule, it must be like this, it sounds very unreliable."

Xiong said, "Maybe there is something wrong with the way you attack."

"Probably." Huang Shaotian laughed, "Am I playing a neutral ending?"

"From the perspective of love games, maybe it is." Xiong said, "You need to try it out in the second week."

"Will there be a favorability gauge in the second week?"

"will not."

"It's too bad!" Huang Shaotian picked up the guitar, "Forget it, let's listen to this."

"What is it?"

"I wrote this paragraph on the back of a flyer in the cold drink shop when we were on the Ferris wheel."

"That time. I think the staff has remembered you, the weirdo who took the bear on the Ferris wheel."

"It's okay, it's enough to go to that amusement park once. Listen to this paragraph again."

"What is it this time?"

"It was written on our way to the island with many rabbits by boat."

"I remember you were still seasick."

"Although I'm seasick, the melody is already in my head! It's just that I wrote it down after getting off the boat..."

"What about the next one?"

"It's not the next paragraph yet. Well, it's here now. This one was written the day after I took you apart. I'll play it twice for you."

"You wrote it the next day."

"Suddenly I have an inspiration, but I can't help it. The main reason is that the feeling of being woken up by you is relatively fresh."

"So it's a wake-up time?"

"Not at all, it's obviously cured! Although I fell asleep watching the movie, I had a pretty good dream afterwards."

The sound of the guitar stopped.Huang Shaotian straightened the bear on the table: "Now you have to listen carefully."

"Yeah." Xiong's mechanical voice said softly, "I'm listening."

It was a song with neither words nor a name, and he plucked the strings and hummed softly.Some people say that music is a time machine that seals past memories, but he doesn't think that's the case now.He thought he would think of many things, such as the sunset in the park, the sound of rain when he was dozing on the sofa, the smell of the sea breeze, and so on.He actually didn't think about anything but just pop the song.

The blue light flickered for a while, then slowly dimmed, and then fell silent with the lingering sound.

"Mr. Xiong?" Huang Shaotian said.

He sat in the chair for a while, then grabbed a piece of paper and jotted down this final tune.

Huang Shaotian wandered around the hotel's underground parking lot for a long time, and finally found his retro ground car, and just as he started the ignition, the passenger's seat was pulled away.Ye Xiu was about to speak with a cigarette in his mouth, but Huang Shaotian immediately knocked on the sign on the glass: "No smoking, no smoking!"

"Oh, I forgot you were driving this car." Ye Xiu held the unlit cigarette in his hand, "Would you like to give me a ride?"

Huang Shaotian deftly circled into the ground exit, stepped on the gas pedal and rushed onto the road.He asked the driver, "I didn't hear that you were coming?"

"You mean Yu Wenzhou's show? I didn't go to that one." Ye Xiu said, "Just let me go downstairs when the time comes."

"So you can get a car here!"

"I saw you in the hall before." Because he was not familiar with ground vehicles, Ye Xiu didn't remember to buckle up the manual seat belt until the warning sounded, "So why do you want to participate in the show?"

"I'm not participating, I'm going to be an audience member." Huang Shaotian himself was a little puzzled, "It said that he was invited by the singer's company, so I hope I must go. Anyway, I'm not interested in this kind of program..."

"Not interested in Yu Wenzhou?" Ye Xiu laughed.

"I didn't have any contact with him at first." Huang Shaotian was inattentive and almost missed the turning point pointed out by the navigation, "Isn't it just that I wrote a song for him? This is a work relationship, completely a work relationship."

Ye Xiu was a little strange: "So you two haven't met yet?"

"I haven't seen it." Huang Shaotian said, "When the finished product was handed in, he seemed to have just been discharged from the hospital. He said he had just finished his recovery period. After the new album is released, wouldn't he have even less time?"

"Although you've probably heard this sentence many times," Ye Xiu said, "but... "Blue Rain" is pretty good, really."

"Thank you." Huang Shaotian didn't need to be polite to him, he just accepted everything.

"So you did find inspiration from the method we discussed last time?" Ye Xiu said with a smile.

"Hmm..." Huang Shaotian muttered, "This...probably."

"Are you serious?" This time it was Ye Xiu's turn to be surprised, "I just asked that casually."

Huang Shaotian: "..."

"So you left the group?" Ye Xiu said, "Congratulations."

Huang Shaotian was choked to death by him: "That's not the case! Don't ask such a sad topic, okay?"

Ye Xiu just pretended that he didn't want to talk about it: "Okay, okay, pretend I didn't say anything."

Huang Shaotian found that this guy seemed to have completely forgotten about buying a bear at the market.But that's good too, it's hard to guarantee that he won't make complaints about it.

Thinking of the bear that never lit up again, and thinking of the song "Blue Rain" that is now spread all over the streets, it is difficult for him to express exactly what kind of mood he is in.

"Anyway, it's good that Wang Bu Liuxing didn't make random comments," he said.

Ye Xiu: "He just commented not long ago."

"...Don't let me know!" Huang Shaotian blurted out, and changed his mind after two seconds, "What did he say this time?"

"I said that your love song this time finally feels a little bit in love." Ye Xiu flicked the screen on the car, "How should I put it—[It conveys a kind of innocent heartbeat that I don't even know if I'm in love. , given that the author may not have dated anyone before, this may be his true feelings.]