private island

After that, many days and nights passed.

A beam of sunlight poured in through the gap in the curtains, awakening the two who were sleeping neck to neck.Fan Xi propped himself up sleepily, and was overwhelmed by the raised hand of the man next to the pillow, and then the man rolled over like a roller.

"Don't make trouble, I've overslept, I'm going to start working." He smiled and pushed the man away, got up and got dressed.As the operation director (actually the administrator) of the student aid website, I have to review and connect many things every day.

"Don't lose the chicken, the time doesn't come again." The idol rolled for half a circle, and then lay on his back, with his head hanging lazily halfway by the bed, combing his hair gently with his fingers.This is too sexy...

"Get out." Fan Xi wavered, successfully resisted the temptation, then glanced at the phone, "I have a courier, have you bought something?"

"Brother Yu gave it to me. I don't know what it is. He said it was a surprise, and it has something to do with us." Guan Sheng stretched his waist, hugged the pillow and closed his eyes, "You go and get it back, I'll squint for a while , You have to keep your spirits up."

surprise?Fan Xi was full of energy, washed up and went downstairs.When I came back with the express mail, the idol was still sleeping because the rehearsal was very late yesterday.There was originally a class today, but I have already asked the instructor for leave. The reason is: to hold a personal concert.

A few months ago, with a score of 412 in the initial test, Guan Sheng was admitted as a full-time graduate student in the Composition Major of the Composition Department of his alma mater, with a score of [-] in the preliminary examination, ranking second overall.Open and transparent hard power, no one dares to say that he got in by virtue of his fame and connections.

The low-key and silence after the public relationship has indeed brought a lot of influence.When the media takes stock of artists, they often classify him into the category of boom and bust, predicting that he will go down like a slide.

However, after the launch of his carefully crafted new album "Private Island", he quickly returned to the top with his strength and swept various music awards.From the title song of the same name, to "Upside Down", "Submarine Radio", "Like a Boy"...every title has been widely acclaimed.

The fresh and changeable style of music, the stunning but not fancy arrangement, successfully captured everyone's ears.Walking on the street, what is played in the store and hummed by people are all his new songs.The music studio is also booming, and not long ago, it just signed a few talented original musicians.

Fan Xi opened the express mail and undid the plastic bag, revealing the items sent by Brother Yu.He was taken aback for a moment, and then yelled in disbelief: "Oh my God! Brother Sheng, come and see!"

That is a drift bottle.

A plastic drift bottle that has long been dirty and no longer transparent.

He pried open the bottle cap, took out the scroll, and saw the idol's familiar handwriting.

At the beginning, it says in English: Please translate the following into English.Then came the distress message:

"My name is Guan Sheng. I am a Chinese singer. The helicopter I was on crashed. My bodyguard Fan Xi and I are still alive, and we are now on an uninhabited island. We don't know its location. Its most distinctive feature is that it has a A huge reef that looks like a dick. Please call the number below immediately, and the other party will thank you..."

Apparently, someone picked up a drift bottle somewhere on the beach and contacted Brother Yu, and Brother Yu returned the distress token that had long been useless to the original owner.

"What's the matter..." Guan Sheng was awakened by the scream, with sleepy eyes and disheveled hair, he walked out of the bedroom with his slippers on, and was surprised to see the drift bottle in Fan Xi's hand.

He took the letter and looked at it, and couldn't believe it: "Damn...it's really the one I wrote. In other words, if we haven't met those students who study plants, we have to wait until now to be saved?" He counted, "Wait for five years!"

"It seems so." Fan Xi blinked, slapped his hands and sighed, "After five years, I'm really going to become a savage who drinks blood."

They looked at each other with a smile, put away the drift bottle and the distress letter solemnly, and suddenly asked, "Babao porridge, where are you sitting?"

"I won't tell you," Fan Xi smiled slyly, "you can just sing well and don't care where I sit."

On the day the concert tickets went on sale, he set the alarm clock in advance, exercised his muscles, and stared at the countdown.In the end, relying on luck and the invincible hand speed of the second-degree black belt, he grabbed a mid-priced grandstand ticket.

At that moment, great joy welled up in his heart, and he sent a screenshot to Guan Sheng: "Haha, I got the ticket!"

At that time, Guan Sheng had just started school and was in class, so he replied with an emoji full of question marks.

He said: "I just want to be the most ordinary fan. I haven't experienced it for a long time. You don't understand the kind of happiness."

In the afternoon, Guan Sheng took a shower and went to the stadium to prepare for the performance.Before going out, he froze, looked back and said with a smile: "Then see you tonight, my true fan."

"Okay, my idol." Fan Xi also smiled back, "Drink more water."

In the evening, he arrived at the stadium with his boyfriend's family.The sky was getting dark, and there were crowds of people everywhere, shoulder to shoulder.Every few steps, you can meet hawkers selling fluorescent sticks, and occasionally scalpers ask in a low voice if they want tickets.

After buying a few fluorescent sticks, they split up to check the tickets.He is a stand ticket, far away from the ticket gate in the infield.After making sure that his boyfriend's family had left, he went back to the place where the hawkers gathered, and after bargaining, he bought a sparkling headband to wear on his head, with the words "Sound of Love" written on it.Haha, it's fun.

Just now, he was ready to move, but the uncle said: "It's a bit strange for a big man to wear this thing, isn't it sister-in-law?"

He didn't refute, after all, it's rare for my brother-in-law to come back.This young boy fell in love with the slow-paced life in the mountains. This time he came back to support his brother's concert, and then went back to continue working as an art teacher.

The uncle said that he was not very noble, but simply wanted to rest in the mountains for a while.Boss Bai's company works overtime every day, which is too much for him.

Fan Xi went shopping for a while, bought another tattoo sticker, and stuck a small pattern of words on his cheekbone, which was the theme of the concert - the year of sound.

Then, he walked through the crowd to the ticket gate, queued up to enter the arena, climbed up the stairs to a high position, and sat among the excited fans.In the refreshing autumn wind, and the faster and faster heartbeat, waiting for the concert to start.

The view here is very good, almost facing the stage.The huge LED screens on both sides are playing the MV of the title song of the new album, and a small text that fades in and out flashes in the opening title:

"Life is an endless wilderness, not a track. My life is nothingness, full of colorful flowers. And you are the only weed."

This is a love letter with sound.

Fan Xi smiled, his face was slightly hot, he quickly lowered his eyes, and looked left and right.After the prelude was over, he hummed along and raised his phone to take pictures around.From the Moments of the brother and sister, it can be seen that their family of three was also present.Guan Sheng did not break his promise, and gave away the tickets very early.

Gradually, the night soaked the sky.The huge and empty stage waited silently, like a dormant mechanical giant, waiting for its conqueror.

Layers and rows of vacancies are filled, and everywhere you can see are dancing and flickering light spots, like a gorgeous galaxy.Fan Xi also lit up the fluorescent stick in his hand, turning into a tiny shining dust in this vast universe.

Suddenly, the lights of the audience went out.

A thick, restless, and sweet darkness poured into the gaps between countless light sticks.In an instant, uninterrupted screams exploded all around, stinging the eardrums.

Fan Xi's heart fluttered, swinging happily in his chest.He also shouted wantonly with all his strength, competing with the fans around him for the loudest voice.

Light and shadow intertwine, lingering and undulating like an aurora.In the screams that could almost tear the night, the singing suddenly appeared, and the stage suddenly lit up, ushering in its master.In an instant, the eyes were as bright as a supernova explosion, and tens of thousands of ecstatic smiling faces were illuminated.

It's a fast song.

Sparks and waterfalls of cold fireworks burst out around the stage, and the high-pitched and clear singing voice rushed into the ears and pierced the brain, teasing and igniting every nerve.Every note shines brightly, and the audience screams like a tide, and each wave is stronger than the other.

Fan Xi's eager eyes gazed at the dazzling man on the stage over countless raised arms and waving light sticks.

His idol, his male god, his lover.

He sang and screamed along with the others.

He heard many people frantically confessing to their idols, so he also took a deep breath, raised his arms and shouted without hesitation: "I love you!"

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The author has something to say:

Congee Congee is an ordinary person who is not designed by anyone (Brother Sheng has labels all over his body, haha).He has no childhood shadows, no strange tendencies and hobbies, neither arrogant nor coquettish, not beautiful and miserable, not tall, rich and handsome, not stupid and sweet.His tenderness, tenacity, optimism, hard work, a little cleverness, not-so-great ideals, and his honesty, soft-heartedness, and stubbornness are shared by people around us.

He and Guan Sheng are idols of each other.No one is perfect, we are all puzzles.

Regarding the sentence "I miss you", we still don't know which word Brother Sheng actually said.

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