Tropical Highway

The rehearsal lasted about half a month, and the high temperature scorched the whole south.

Life gradually becomes boring. Zhai Lan works as a tutor in the morning, rests at home during "holidays" or at home in the afternoon, and occasionally takes a walk with Youzhen in the evening—ride to the city center, and then walk slowly along the Nanhe River.

Band rehearsals are still going on, but Zhai Lan doesn't go to see it every time.

One is that the size of the rehearsal room was sacrificed for the sound effect. If there are too many people, it will be crowded, and it would be awkward for him to do nothing there.The second is that the last time the friends seemed to have nothing to do, they made fun of him and You Zhen. Although Zhai Lan didn't dislike him, he didn't like him too much.

You Zhen didn't say anything about it, he said Zhai Lan didn't want to go if he wasn't happy.

But before waiting for a few days, Zhai Lan touched the music software one day, and suddenly found that the "Green Wind" homepage, which had been suspended for more than half a year, quietly shared a new song.

"Like a crystal".

Zhai Lan put on the earphones and clicked on the title, which was quite different from the previous style, and then clicked on the comment section.

Before the loading was finished, the familiar piano melody slowly unfolded. He only listened to it for less than ten seconds, and immediately realized that this was the song that You Zhen and the band had repeatedly rehearsed in the rehearsal room several times before.

It's only been a day since the song was released, and there aren't many comments. The ID with the most likes is not unexpected.

Real's digital world: I went on a trip some time ago, and after I came back, I kept thinking about what the snow-capped mountains and the starry sky looked like. We stayed on the mountains until very late, and the stars that night were like crystals.

When the heart was beating, it was warm, and Zhai Lan felt that he was burning from the inside out.

He looked at the line of words, for a while, unexpectedly stretched out his hand to touch You Zhen's ID.I accidentally clicked on the homepage, and the plus sign next to the private message button turned into a double arrow at some point.

Zhai Lan was stunned: Someday You Zhen actually paid attention to his account with nothing?

What can you follow him for?

Just when I was wondering, it seemed that I had a tacit understanding, and the little red dot in the upper right corner of the unread private message lit up at this moment.Zhai Lan had the illusion that it was flickering, clicked on it, and then You Zhen sent him a message.

Real's Digital World: "Green Wind" will be performed at Chengdu Fangcao Road Zone at 7:28 p.m. on July 9!Click this link to get the invitation letter, let's swim together in the summer underwater~[website link]

what the hell.

Zhai Lan replied with a full stop.

Real: You must come.

He joked: "Send me a ticket?"

Real: Free tickets!

Then, as if it was not enough, You Zhen continued to type: "I checked, it was Thursday, are you going to teach that high school student in the morning? Come and have dinner with me at noon. Take a nap in the afternoon, or you can go to see the venue with us .I have arranged the location of the performance for you, so you have to come."

Zhai Lan said bitterly: "Last time Jiang Fang said that I don't understand back rocking at all."

Real: ...

Real: You heard that the other day [speechless]. :A little bit. :[proud]

Real: But what you can understand is not the music, but my expression.

If it is too serious, it will only make the two people fall into a subtle and awkward atmosphere at the same time if you really say it in normal times or in the WeChat chat box.But when he puts on the vest of "Real's Digital World", as the guitarist of Lufeng and the creator of the song that makes Zhai Lan cry, it will only be like the sudden fit of the drumbeat and the heartbeat.

He only told Zhai Lan that you understand me, you understand me, and we can become one in a certain thinking space.

Music idiots and music blinds can't perceive the changes in riffs and effectors, but when Zhai Lan listens to his songs, he can see the pictures in his memories, which no one can surpass.

Real: So I really need yours.

Speeding up involuntarily, Zhai Lan almost heard the "thumping" jumping sound.He lowered his eyes, feeling that his cheeks were hot not only because of the warming weather, and his fingers moved slightly. . : I know I will go, you are so annoying. : [speechless]

Real: Hey hey, I'll make Kung Pao Chicken for you at noon! . :Sweet and Sour Pork

Real: sweet and sour pork tenderloin.

You Zhen arranged everything for him, the high temperature in summer hypnotized him, Zhai Lan went to take a nap after dinner and slept until five o'clock.He was woken up by the phone, and You Zhen smiled and called him a "lazy pig".

Sitting up, limbs and lower back were all limp.

The lunch break was too long, and Zhai Lan was about to fall asleep, yawning, she went into the bathroom and scooped up a handful of cold water to slap her face.

Zone is full of trendy young people. Although it’s not for the limelight or to take pictures, it’s rare for Zhai Lan to clean himself up. He always feels that he shouldn’t embarrass You Zhen too much——Jiang Fang’s “no music talent” is mostly ridiculed. blue heart.He silently self-criticized, feeling that he was a bit too a "top student".

Putting it together with You Zhen's bells and whistles, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't match up well.

When mentioning this trouble last time, Yang Jin suggested that he try the combination of allblack, which is the most manageable for a 20-year-old half-cooked boy. It does not look deep, but can properly suppress the jerky feeling.

He changed into a T-shirt and cropped pants, stepped on his sneakers, grabbed his hair casually, and went downstairs to Zone.

The side door was not easy to find, Zhai Lan squatted at the door after sending You Zhen a message.After waiting for about 5 minutes, someone whistled from the alley.

"Handsome guy!" You Zhen called him, waving at Zhai Lan, "Come to the show alone? Do you have any companions—"

Deliberately making fun of Zhai Lan in a glib way to see his reaction, but in the middle of the conversation, You Zhen couldn't hold back the laughter, Zhai Lan had no choice but to stride over, then raised his hand and punched him on the shoulder.

"Who are you learning again!?"

"Hey, it hurts!" You Zhen said, but his smile only increased, and he wrapped his arms around Zhai Lan's shoulders.

Entering the interior through a small door, the first half of Zone looks like many livehouses.The lounge is next to the bar, and there is a certain distance from the stage. You Zhen ordered Zhai Lan a glass of sparkling water.

Leaning against the bar together, You Zhen motioned him to look across to Jiang Fang who was installing the keyboard.

"He plays the keyboard tonight?" After watching a few rehearsals, Zhai Lan is more familiar with the various operations of the band.

You Zhen said "huh": "Have you heard the new song? The piano melody is very important."

"Aren't you going to prepare it?" Zhai Lan said and took a sip of San Pellegrino, his scalp numb from the bubbly, sour and astringent smell, as if he was drinking alcohol for the first time.

You Zhen said relaxedly, "I don't need to prepare so much."

"So confident."

"Well, because I have practiced many times." You Zhen supported the edge of the bar behind Zhai Lan with one hand, and looked as if he was hugging Zhai Lan from the front, "Our band is not very famous, and Zone is also very different from other livehouses. It’s the same, it’s more like a venue for people who like to listen to music to decompress, and then a background sound for those who just want to drink with music.”

Zhai Lan recalled the scene of his last visit: "I saw you here for the first time."

You Zhen tilted his head, with a rather surprised expression.

"This is the position." Zhai Lan took two steps to the left, then moved forward, stretched out his hand to gesture the distance between himself and the stage, and then nodded firmly, "I'm here to see you, the third song I sang that day is " Monsoon."

"...Oh, Baileys Night." You Zhen remembered, "The wine that day was okay."

"It's also the first time I've heard back rock."

You Zhen asked, "Do you like it?"

"I couldn't say it at the time." The light above his head was turned on, and the bottom of his heart was also brightly illuminated, "But for some reason, it was sad to hear, and I was inexplicably excited. When I recovered..." Zhai Lan thought about it for a while, omitting the tears. Once, "The whole person seemed to be shocked—later I saw a musician say that there was a moment when he was hit, which was the starting point of falling in love with a certain genre."

"But you didn't seem to love much afterwards." You Zhen joked, complaining about him, "Fall asleep after rehearsal."

"Is it over?" Zhai Lan pretended to be fierce, "And it's different."

You really didn't say anything more.

He looked straight ahead, raised his hand holding the beer, and then hung in mid-air as if thinking about something.A dull sound came from the stage, You Zhen took a sip, the mellow malt aroma covered the bitterness.

It was strange to hear Zhai Lan describe the song they performed that day. He was very involved, and Zhai Lan was also very involved. Their breathing was in the same venue, and the distance between them was no more than 30 meters.

But they don't know each other.

I didn't even imagine how they would meet in the future.

Except for the selective superstition of the lies about the beautiful world, You Zhen is a firm atheist, but at this moment, he recalls the two of them looking at each other from the green leather train to the present, and feels that this is all metaphysics many times.

A small probability event will definitely happen, which is called "destiny".

For example, he went to Tibet, for example, the train was delayed so Zhai Lan didn't turn around and go home.

He couldn't accurately define the starting point when he wanted to "try it" with Zhai Lan—or fall in love with Zhai Lan. How should he spend time with Zhai Lan.

"Together".

These two words made You Zhen dazzled.

"I saw you again in 'holiday' later, but you may not have the impression." Zhai Lan smoothed the folds on the edge of the T-shirt print, and he was inexplicably nervous when he said this, "I went to drink coffee with my classmates... that day, You just repaired a table at the door, or a stool or something, I don’t remember clearly, you didn’t see me.”

You Zhen's smile subsided a bit, and he keenly caught other emotions spreading out like ripples.

"The third time was on the train, and I didn't dare to talk to you." Zhai Lan thought about it, laughing secretly, "Because I thought you were so fierce at that time, you didn't even smile, and you even dyed your hair green."

"But you still care about me."

"It was yours first." Zhai Lan said relentlessly, "Give me an apple."

You Zhen took one step towards him, two steps: "Because at that time I felt that you were lying on your stomach by yourself, it was a bit pitiful."

"Just because of this?"

"correct."

Zhai Lan stared at him for a moment, then suddenly said: "What..."

"But at the time, I didn't expect that you were the one who sent me the feedback." You Zhen cut off his text, "I was very, very happy when I found out. It feels like... that person should have been you in the first place, and replaced it with someone else. Anyone is not suitable."

Zhai Lan tried to calm the atmosphere with a smile, but You Zhen looked at him too deeply.

He lowered his head, shaking the glass to break out the air bubbles.

You Zhen suddenly said: "Zhai Lan, in fact—"

"Boss You!" The sound of Song Yuanyuan on the stage was very penetrating, and even reverberated, "Come and try your effector, and what else! Xiao Yu brought the food over, let's eat first!"

You Zhen was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and rolled his eyes in his heart.

The opportunity was just right, but he forgot that there were outsiders.

"Here we come!" Resentment and remorse made the voice of shouting back very loud. You Zhen put the beer glass on the bar and patted Zhai Lan on the shoulder, "I'll go over and have a meal together later? Little rain belt It’s Tom Yum Kung.”

"Okay..." Zhai Lan held the cup.

The earlobe was gently kneaded, and he trembled all over, looking at You Zhen's back in disbelief.

The contact just now was so sudden that Zhai Lan barely reacted, but the strength of his fingertips was still there, half of his body almost went limp—Zhai Lan didn't even know his ears were so sensitive.

And You Zhen's movements were so natural that he was caught off guard.

What are the unfinished words?

His gaze followed You Zhen, watching him dodge back and forth on the small stage, and after a while, he began to bend down to debug something.Song Yuanyuan smiled and talked beside him, You Zhen straightened up and punched him very hard.

Jiang Fang exaggerated: "Oh, don't fight anymore——"

What a rotten joke.

Zhai Lan laughed out loud, then slowly frowned and thought silently.

He still thinks You Zhen is very strange today.