forgotten island

Zhang Chengyi has a wide network of contacts, and he can easily find out where Nanqing is by just looking it up. He doesn't even need to go to war. In the city that others seem to be glamorous, in his eyes, it is just a matter of closing his eyes and making a phone call.

It's just that Zhang Chengyi didn't expect that Nan Qing would perform in a hotel.He suddenly found that there were too many things he couldn't understand, and these doubts all came from Nanqing.He didn't understand why Nanqing left, and he didn't understand why Nanqing didn't come back. For example, he didn't understand why Nanqing went to a hotel to perform. In his impression, Nanqing should be a person who went to the auditorium or the music hall, at least I will not go to a hotel and be a puppet who plays the tune at the right time.

Such a place is not suitable for Nanqing.

Originally, Zhang Chengyi wanted to rush there directly after knowing the address, but suddenly an urgent meeting was held on the way. This meeting lasted for four hours. By the time he went to the hotel, Nan Qing was no longer there. nobody.

Zhang Chengyi stood there watching for a while, then turned and left, but after a few steps, he stopped inexplicably. Some kind of unspeakable tacit understanding made him not move for no reason, and then he saw the spinning A man walked over from the other side of the door, wearing a black shirt, carrying a piano on his back, holding the string with his fingers, and slowly approaching him. The distance between them was not far, but Nan Qing didn't seem to notice. , walked into the revolving door calmly.

Zhang Chengyi watched for a few seconds before regaining his senses, and walked in. The two of them almost walked out of the hotel gate one after the other, and then came to the side of the road together. Zhang Chengyi followed behind Nan Qing, staring at him thin back.

The wind in autumn is not hot, stuffy, or dry, and it is a very comfortable state.

Nan Qing turned his head left and right, as if he was looking at something, then raised his hand, and it looked like he was taking a taxi.Zhang Chengyi opened his mouth, and with his emotionless voice, the autumn wind swept Nan Qing's fine hair on his forehead, Nan Qing's fingertips trembled slightly, he immediately turned around, instinctively took a step back, stretched out She retracted her hand, and at the same time, the wind blew into Nan Qing's clothes, the corners of the clothes fluttered, and the bulging sides looked like a butterfly about to fly away.

"Zhang Chengyi?" Nan Qing's hand tightened the belt instantly.

Zhang Chengyi didn't speak, but looked at him calmly.

Nan Qing's heart beat violently a few times, and he pursed his lips.

It's really useless, Nan Qing.

You are so useless.

Seeing that Nan Qing didn't respond, Zhang Chengyi could only ask, "Have you had enough trouble?"

Nan Qing was startled.

"Playing the cello in this kind of place, will the price go down?" Zhang Chengyi's sarcastic words came in all-pervasively.

Nan Qing's grip on the belt suddenly loosened, and he slowly set his eyes on Zhang Chengyi. The foot that took a step back took a step forward: "Price drop? Zhang Chengyi, have you forgotten why I left?" From the band?"

Zhang Chengyi's complexion changed, and his heavy gaze shrank a little.

"Zhang Chengyi, it was you who didn't like me staying in the orchestra and forced me to make a choice. What do you think will happen to him, as the regular cellist of the orchestra, who left the orchestra without any warning because of his so-called liking? You What other band do you think would use an irresponsible cellist temporarily resigning?" Nan Qing didn't seem very excited, and even his voice was the same as usual, but the bloodshot eyes in his eyes , his lips were trembling when he spoke, every tiny movement of the hand hanging by his side, all announced the emotion that was about to collapse in his heart.

At first Zhang Chengyi kept Nan Qing by his side because of the sight of him playing the cello on the stage, but now he has forgotten that it was he who broke Nan Qing's wings in the birdcage

Zhang Chengyi's eyes moved, he saw everything in Nanqing in his eyes, and everything in Nanqing was constantly enlarged, so that Zhang Chengyi's unhappiness in his heart gradually increased because of Nanqing's disobedience and refutation. He wanted to coax a few words, but his canary was really disobedient, the erected feathers and sharp beak were aimed at the owner who raised him.

So he said cruelly to the owner, "Didn't you choose that?"

Nan Qing didn't pause for a second, and smiled lightly: "Yes, so, I deserve it. But Zhang Chengyi, there is no so-called price drop in music, even if I am standing under the overpass and wearing street goods, as long as When I play the first note, my soul is standing in the concert hall in Vienna."

Nan Qing looked directly at Zhang Chengyi: "Also, Zhang Chengyi, I didn't lose my temper from the beginning to the end. I really don't want to continue with you."

Standing in the sluggish autumn wind, Zhang Chengyi looked at Nan Qing's incomparably determined face, he hesitated for a while, and finally he habitually condescended: "It's not up to you whether to continue this matter, since I started it, That must be the end of me. Because you don't have the qualifications."

Nan Qing's heart ached, but he still said with dignity: "Whatever you want."

"Casual" was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Zhang Chengyi's heart. He really wanted to bring Nan Qing back when he came here, but he didn't expect Nan Qing to show him so little face.

"In this case, take away the things left at home, there are still your things in the bathroom." Zhang Chengyi said expressionlessly.

Nan Qing pulled the bag that slid down: "Throw it away."

"I don't want to touch it." Zhang Chengyi said.

Nan Qing's eyelashes twitched, as expected of Zhang Chengyi, even now he can accurately find the sore spot and stab it.

Nan Qing: "What do you want?"

"Go back now and clean up by yourself."

Nan Qing really didn't want to have too many entanglements with him, so he agreed. On the way there, the two of them didn't speak at all, they were as silent as two strangers, and the wind outside could cut off the sound of breathing in the car up.

The two went in together, Nan Qing regretted it as soon as he stepped in, the overwhelming familiarity almost overwhelmed him, every inch was a memory, even at the porch, everything that happened with Zhang Chengyi, including the wind The taste of the past.

Zhang Chengyi ignored Nan Qing who suddenly didn't move, and went upstairs directly. It took a while for Nan Qing to move. He walked up the steps step by step, and when he came to the bedroom, he couldn't stop. All the intimacy happened here. At this moment, it seemed like a movie was playing in Nan Qing's mind one by one. Nan Qing's breathing was a bit heavy. think.

When he walked to the door of the bathroom, Zhang Chengyi was already leaning on the door frame waiting for him to tidy up. Nan Qing went straight in, then opened a drawer very familiarly, took a garbage bag, and waited for him to open the garbage bag. His hand froze suddenly, and he turned to look at Zhang Chengyi next to him, and sure enough, he was staring at him, as if he had caught something interesting.

Nan Qing hates his familiarity with this house, hates how he takes things with such certainty, as if telling Zhang Chengyi invisibly that he remembers every inch of this place clearly, even where is an ordinary garbage bag He has not forgotten.

Nan Qing didn't pay attention to Zhang Chengyi's gaze for too long, he silently threw the things he had left behind into the bag, and after doing all this, he looked at Zhang Chengyi again: "Is this all right?"

Zhang Chengyi: "You look for it in other places carefully, don't let me go again then."

Nan Qing couldn't figure out what Zhang Chengyi wanted to do when he fell to the ground, so he pursed his lips, his face was ashen, and just about to go out, Zhang Chengyi reached out to stop him, bent slightly and said to him: "Be careful, I can I don't want to see your traces when the next person comes in."

The garbage bag in Nan Qing's hand almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he reacted in time, but his voice still betrayed him: "Got it."

Nanqing still lost. In this game of words, he was completely defeated.

After Nanqing searched from the beginning to the end, the twilight had receded, and the outside was already dark, without even stars, like a pure black cloth with no borders.

Nan Qing went downstairs with the garbage bag, Zhang Chengyi was already eating, he naturally invited, "Do you want to eat together?"

Nan Qing felt that Zhang Chengyi was a little funny, why did he think that he would stay for this meal: "Thank you, I'll go back first." With a polite tone, he distanced himself.

Zhang Chengyi put down his chopsticks and looked at Nan Qing who was about to leave, then said: "It's so late, let's go back tomorrow."

Nan Qing said restrainedly: "No need." After speaking, he walked towards the door.

"Nanqing."

"What on earth do you want to do? Zhang Chengyi!" Nan Qing suddenly turned around and raised his voice, "Try to make me smell like a dog, smelling the familiar smell here, what on earth do you want to do? Seeing that I am so familiar with this place , Seeing how I can't control myself, aren't you particularly proud..." As she spoke, Nan Qing's eyes turned red, unlike the time when she left, this time she seemed to be angry.

"You won, you won Zhang Chengyi, since you can't bear it so much that I have to break it, then I beg you, please tell me, let's break it." Nan Qing's voice was full of pleading, and in a flash The passing anger instantly turned into expectation, an almost delayed expectation.

Zhang Chengyi stood up, Nan Qing's earnest appearance was a bit eye-catching, he wiped his hands with a napkin and casually threw it on the table, he moved a little closer to Nan Qing, pressing his eyelids, his downcast eyes were heavily pressed on Nan Qing's body, It is impossible for Zhang Chengyi to show a slightly bowed look in front of a plaything: "Okay."

The air was still for a few seconds.

Then Zhang Chengyi said with a cold expression: "Nanqing, let's break it."

When Nan Qing heard the familiar voice say these words, he didn't feel too sad. He bit his lip, opened his mouth and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

Then turned around, disappeared in the entrance, disappeared in the doorway, disappeared in the garden, and finally disappeared in Zhang Chengyi's eyes without looking back.