A scumbag is not a scumbag

Walking on the crowded streets, surrounded by crowded people, the sun hangs high in the sky, radiating huge heat.There was hot sweat on people's cheeks, their skin was also tanned, and their thin clothes were wet and dry, and the whole space was filled with the smell of sweat and the feeling of being busy.

"Where are we going next time?" Victor wiped the sweat from his forehead, opened and closed his dry and chapped lips, and asked the words from his heart.

"I don't know, my friend, maybe you can grab a dice and throw it on the map, that's our next stop." Dracus laughed happily while crying, and grabbed the dice with great interest. On the guitar, fingers randomly swept it twice, and the strings soaked in the sweat of the palms were not affected by the temperature, and they made a crisp and melodious sound in coordination.

Victor looked disappointed: "I've been outside for so many days... Sigh."

Counting today, they have already stayed in "Anu" for three full months.

This city deserves to be called the "City of Music". Homeless singers, people holding guitars, and music lovers arguing over their favorite songs can be seen everywhere. Even a three-year-old with a runny nose can jump to the beat. Jump.Victor and Dracus don't stand out at all, but when they play the piano and sing loudly, they are the most eye-catching people in that area.

Dracus also became more and more proficient. He asked Victor for guitar playing skills, and the other party did not hesitate to teach him everything, which made Dracus's guitar level rise rapidly, and soon caught up with Victor.The cooperation between them has also changed from Victor playing the piano at the beginning, and Dracus leading the vocals, to an alternating exchange of duties; when Dracus played the piano, Victor used that gentle and deep elegant voice sing.

People here have great admiration for powerful people and are quite generous.They soon had enough to eat and drink, and often even had some left over.Gradually, the reputation has grown, and occasionally young people can ask them for advice on how to play the piano.

I have to say that everything is going well.

Spring passed, summer came, the weather got hotter and hotter, and they worked harder and harder when they sang. Clear water became a must-have for Victor.He raised his head and took a sip of clear water that had been heated by the sun to relieve the thirst in his throat, then threw the pot to Dracus, and only after he quenched his thirst, he sang a breath and pillowed himself His jaw hummed the song he sang before leaving his daughter.

Dracus counted the pesos in his hat, stepped on his wet shoes, and stuffed his money into Victor's pocket, "Let's go, today's work is done, I don't want to stay here any longer. "

Victor nodded in agreement, and followed Dracus' footsteps. Behind him were the audience who had finished the performance but hadn't left. They clapped their hands vigorously, and the hot sun couldn't extinguish the heat of these people.One of the audience, who had been watching their performance recently, was watching the two leave without blinking.He wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and took small steps to catch up.

"Wait a minute, you two! Wait a moment!"

The breathless shouts behind them stopped Dracus and the two of them.

They looked at each other and looked back.The person chasing him was wearing a small black suit, and the leather shoes on a hot day had not been left behind. He had a Mediterranean head and a fair face. Although he was a little fat, he looked amiable.

They were a little surprised. Although it was not the case that they were stopped at the end of the performance, this person was obviously not those young people who love music. Dracus had some vague speculations in his heart. He went up to him and asked with a smile: "Do you have any questions?" What are you looking for both of us?"

The black suit wiped his sweat and said with a smile, "I want you two to become professional musicians."

"……?Varied……!"

When Victor heard it, he was stunned for two seconds before showing a shocked expression.

Dracus already had some speculations in his mind, he pursed his lips, and made a "please" gesture: "It's noisy here, why don't we go to the hotel to talk, it's quiet and convenient, just treat you to a meal."

The black suit kept observing the reactions of the two of them, without showing anything on his face, he just said good-bye cheerfully, followed them to the hotel, and had a barely-there meal—he knew that this was already the relationship between the two of them. It was the best meal in a while, so I wasn't too picky. After eating all the food, I took out the contract with confidence.

Victor glanced at it, and naturally gave it to Dracus.

Although the two cooperated with each other, there was no distinction between high and low, but Dracus has been a human being for several generations, and even a rock can open his mind, not to mention that he is not stupid?The sophistication and stability brought out unconsciously in doing things, and the views on various things are more experienced than the young Victor.Victor didn't care about those, so he often listened to Dracus's opinion, because he knew that it was more thoughtful and reasonable than what he thought; he also trusted Dracus and would never harm him.

Dracus carefully read over a dozen pages of the contract.

He also doesn't understand the twists and turns in these circles, but he has experienced the power of text traps once in ancient times, so he only focuses on whether they have given them unfair and very deliberate oppression.After reading it, there was nothing there, and he was a little relieved—this at least shows that the black suit is sincerely trying to praise them, give them resources, and even think about their future development...Dracus doesn't mind To be used, as long as there are sufficient conditions and benefits, and it does not violate his original intention and does not tarnish the principles of moral personality, Dracus is also willing.

He put down the contract, and the black suit confidently briefly stated the signing time, signing conditions, and what they will get later... After he finished speaking, he immediately cast his piercing eyes on the two of them.

"What do you two gentlemen think?"

"I promise."

"……Feel sorry."

The two answers were issued together, and Dracus looked back at Victor with a little surprise, "What's wrong?"

Victor's expression was complicated. He bit his lower lip and hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, as if trying to get rid of hesitation and worries, and took a deep breath, "Sorry, I...I think it's been too long and too long. Not free... Anyway..." He said, showing a help-like expression, looking at Dracus, gritting his teeth and silent for a long time, before uttering the words in his heart, "I want... to go home."

"Go home?" Dracus repeated, knowing.

Victor covered his face with his hands.

"After I left them, I realized that I missed them more and more. I have been away for too long... For half a year, I have been chasing my dreams, but now I understand that my dreams are not important, but my family. Something on my stomach. I miss my wife and I miss my daughters. I desperately want to hug them! I—I'm sorry...Dracus. I can't sing or play with you anymore."

With the last word, Victor stood up abruptly.His expression was determined, and he no longer had the feeling of hesitation.Victor's eyes fell from the black suit to Dracus.He saw a gentle smile on his friend's face.Dracus stood up and gave Victor a hug.

"Bless you, my friend, that you finally know what you want. May you be happy."

——No retention, no questioning, no anger, no regrets.

Only sincere wishes, and tolerance to encourage him to go home.

Victor's fingers trembled.

He thought about Dracus' accusations, his reluctance, and how he should answer when he scolded himself for abandoning his dream.But he didn't expect such a situation - persistence and persistence melted under the gentle emotion, and guilt welled up in his heart. He didn't say anything, just stared at Dracus' calm eyes and smiled.

"...Thank you, thank you, my friend."

He took out his guitar without a look of heartache on his face.Even if this guitar is his precious thing, Victor will not miss it.He is determined to return to his family, and he is also determined to give Dracus his own guitar, which symbolizes friendship.

"May you succeed in your career."

"May your family be happy."

The two spoke their hopes and wishes for their friends, and the guitar went from one hand to the other.

"—bye, my best friend."