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Baldwin regained his composure the next day.

He is a friendly person in essence, but he is too eager to succeed to act in a panic, so now that his mind is clear, he immediately feels guilty for his impulsive behavior, and he also specially thanked James for his company and comfort last night.

If poking someone's sore foot and adding fuel to the fire can be considered companionship and comfort...

Yes, James has every reason to accept this thank you!

But his conscience was still there, and he hurriedly refused: "No, no, you're welcome, and I didn't help much..."

Baldwin made a stop gesture, not wanting to continue discussing this slightly bleak topic.

Then, while urging James to get up quickly, he walked into the bathroom and began to wash, take care of his appearance, comb his beard with a small comb, and said not to be late, and he would go to Theo's house later Abandoned warehouses for practice.

James was very surprised: "Late? Yesterday... I mean, are we still practicing today?"

Baldwin turned his head seriously, and replied coolly: "Why not? We haven't disbanded yet, have we?"

... well-founded!

James couldn't understand this development, but he got up obediently, brushed his teeth and washed his face.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't dare to mention what happened last night again, for fear of irritating the other party again.

But it would be absolutely nonsense to say that he didn't think about anything.

In fact, it wasn't just Baldwin that Lance hurt.

Although from an outsider's point of view, his choice is absolutely right. When it comes to matters related to future life development, he should be thoughtful or selfish.

But it can be understood objectively, but it is difficult to accept emotionally.

As his teammate, James felt a little sad.However, compared with Baldwin's sadness, his sadness is fundamentally different. It is not the sadness of being deceived, concealed, or betrayed, but that someone who is regarded as a good friend will leave him one day sad.

Someone once said that the band is like a big ship, and the members are all sailors on this ship.

Therefore, if you want to go further, you must set sail together in the same boat, work together to conquer the stormy waves, and then work together to move forward in one direction.

Sounds so romantic!

But things are impermanent, if the boat sails halfway...someone insists on getting off the boat, what should I do?

With such an overly soft, delicate, and even sensitive little thought, James was speechless all the way.

He silently followed Baldwin to the abandoned garage of Theo's house.

Surprisingly, someone arrived earlier than them.

They were at the garage door when they heard the sound of a guitar.

The two looked at each other.

James stepped forward and pushed open the garage door.

The dark garage suddenly brightened.

Lance, who was aggressively fighting with Baldwin yesterday, lowered his head, was holding the guitar peacefully, and sat on a broken wooden box with his feet crossed.

He looked calm, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, even when he heard the sound of someone coming in, he didn't stop what he was doing, he just raised his eyelids slightly.The slender fingers held a small triangular pick, and continued to pluck smoothly on the guitar strings, and a section of extremely beautiful guitar solo was released quickly, like a red wine bottle lifted high. After tilting fifteen degrees, a stream of red wine flowed out gracefully from the mouth of the bottle, and even the air was filled with bursts of fragrance...

Some things need to be identified at a glance.

From this moment on, no matter how many outstanding guitarists he has collaborated with later on, those who are passionate, those who play with technology to the extreme, and those who play with windmills and acrobatics... In James' heart, Lance has always been firmly attached to him. Firmly occupy the first position and never waver.

With the sound of the guitar, the uneasiness in James' heart was gradually healed.

There is an empty place in my heart that is being filled little by little, like a wine glass full of wine.

Music never deceives.

People who don't really love music can't play such a beautiful melody.

So, at this moment, no matter what he did before, there is no reason to explain it.

James secretly decided to forgive him.

As for Baldwin...

He stood beside him without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Two people stood there and listened stupidly, and one person sat there and played by himself.

This strange atmosphere was not broken until Theo's arrival.

"Hi guys, what are you all doing standing here?"

This guy who is very good at destroying the atmosphere asked so carelessly as soon as he came up.

Lance's guitar stopped.

He simply put the guitar aside, took the cigarette from his lips, raised his head, and smiled innocently at everyone.

Baldwin walked over with a solemn expression.

The two stood and sat staring at each other for a few seconds, as if performing a mime.

James was so afraid that they would fight again, he hurried forward a few steps, ready to fight at any time.

Theo was also a little confused, and muttered beside him: "This, this, didn't you play enough yesterday?"

But what everyone was worried about didn't happen.

Baldwin just stretched out his hand, and then, Lance naturally held his hand and stood up with his strength.

They reconciled immediately.

Wait, this is fucking unscientific!

of course!

During the follow-up practice, Lance still said something euphemistically and sincerely, "I will always take the band's affairs to heart, and I will never let the band disband like this. Music is a dream, and studies are just to deal with parents." Nonsense (this matter still has a follow-up, he did fulfill his promise today, but at the cost of passing all subjects).

However, in the absence of evidence at the time, Baldwin believed in his words again (what a man).

He also apologized three times in a row for the previous impulsive beating, and swore and swore that he would never do such a thing again.

Lance graciously expressed his understanding.

The two rebuilt their original friendship within 5 minutes like a storm.

Seriously, James likes having Lance as a friend.

But this still can't make the label of 'Lance is an asshole' completely disappear from his heart, even though he actually has no temper with this guy like Baldwin.

But think about it!During the development of the whole incident, Baldwin, who has been fooled all the time, was angry, sad, regretful, guilty, apologetic, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night, suffering...

And Lance, who was the instigator, never said a word of sorry or words of similar meaning from the beginning to the end.

This made it hard for James to figure it out.

He has always believed that no matter who it is, intentionally or unintentionally, as long as he really hurts others because of some unavoidable reasons, then he should apologize.

But Lance didn't.

The guy just sat in the garage early in the morning, played his guitar lightly, smiled innocently, and made a couple of shitty excuses anyone could come up with, and just kind of let it go.

But Baldwin didn't care about it, and there was no room for others to intervene.

Fortunately, the atmosphere in the band finally got better again. Moreover, it may be that they have experienced fights together, and the relationship between the members is also closer than before.

This is barely a blessing in disguise.

Later, James asked curiously: "What's that tune you played in the garage? What's its name? I haven't heard it before."

There was an obvious smile on Lance's face immediately: "Haven't you heard of it? It's right if you haven't heard of it."

Then, he showed a frowning expression that wanted to pretend he didn't care but couldn't restrain his excitement: "I wrote that."

"Fuck! It's impossible!"

James opened his mouth wide and looked at him in amazement: "Did you really write it? God, how can you write such a great thing?"

Lance smiled happily, flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers, and teased him with a half-smile: "Want to know?"

James nodded vigorously, staring at him with glowing green eyes, full of desire: "Yes."

So, Lance told him: "Easy! I just look in the mirror and the melody comes to mind with ease. Every note is dancing around me, it's a compliment to myself. I'mprettyboy , I'm good-looking~!"

Ahhh!You big fool!

James never wanted to speak a word to him again.