[Luhan] Rebirth: Chasing the Deer

On the way back from the hospital, Su Yi pestered Lu Han, chattering, asking what was wrong with her hands all the way, and pitifully pulling the hem of his clothes and shaking them back and forth.

Luhan has a hard heart, he just didn't say a word, just like Dr. Li said, it's better for the person concerned not to know about this psychological problem, unless it's really serious enough to see a psychiatrist. Before that, before she knows In the case of emotional distress, try to moderately reduce her psychological burden and see if it can have an effect.

But even if he didn't say anything, how could Suy not know, looking at the young man with complicated eyes, she had vaguely guessed when he came, and now his taboo look, it verified her heart that answer.

She recalled Dr. Li's instructions before she left, saying that there was nothing serious about her hand, just rest for a few more days, and don't put too much pressure on it.

The meaning is so obvious, if it's not the problem with the hand, then it can only be her own problem. When the right hand was trampled and crushed by the bald man, the pain that went deep into the bone marrow, even though it could be endured, still left a shadow , The fear that surged out at that time, the fear of losing her hand, and the fear of not being able to draw anymore, tortured her day and night repeatedly. Even though she was told that her hand was fine at the end, she still couldn't sleep.

But it is different from the treatment method that Dr. Li told Luhan. Su Yi thinks that this kind of thing can only be overcome by herself, and she has to draw more, get familiar with the pain, and get used to it slowly, so that she will not be tired by the shadow.

One night, Suy leaned over the table as usual, smearing on the paper with a pen. When her wrist was turned, the stinging pain remained. She did not change her face, and carefully outlined the outline.

The door was gently pushed open, and the soft sound of the door shaft turning was very clear in the quiet and empty room.

Su Yi turned her head and saw Lu Han and his bulky brown guitar.

"Why, you were kicked out by your father again?" She smiled, spinning her pen leisurely, teasing him.

This kind of situation always happens several times a week.

"My dad hasn't come back yet?" Lu Han rolled his eyes, his handsome face was full of aggrieved, his elegant and noble image was completely ruined by his dad!

"Then why are you here?" Suy turned her head, with a strange expression, except that this guy had to go to her to seek refuge after his father came back, and actually didn't look for her many times.

Lu Han pouted and didn't speak, but turned his eyes, his eyes fixed on the unfinished drawing paper in front of Su Yi's desk, his eyes moved slightly, after that day, although Su Yi listened to the doctor's words and rested for a few days, there was no He started to write again, but it was not an option to be so exhausted, so he was not too surprised to see her pick up the pen and paper later.

favorite song...

Lu Han lowered his eyes, plucked the strings casually with his slender fingers, smiled lightly, hugged the guitar, and sat on Su Yi's bed with ease, there was no way, Su Yi's room was too small, and there was not much room for him to stay, plus They had just moved here, and they didn't buy too many stools and chairs, which were only enough for eating. Suy didn't bother to go to the living room to move him around, and just told him to sit on the bed.

"I came here specially to sing for you." Lu Han smiled, and the smooth notes flowed in his slender hands, weaving into a moving rhythm, releasing the ethereal spirit in the room.

Hearing this, Suy was terrified, swallowed, and immediately shouted: "Wait! Wait! I'm not ready yet!"

Under the dazed eyes of the young man, she quickly took out a pair of earplugs from the drawer, and stuffed them firmly into her ears. After making sure that they would not fall off, she nodded solemnly at the young man and made a request. The movement, the expression on the face of death, "Okay, you can start."

Snapped!

Lu Han heard the sound of his own heart breaking, it cracked into shards, so painful, so deep.

"Is it so ugly!?" His black eyes glared at Suy in shame, his teeth creaked, and white smoke came out of his head.

"Actually, it's okay." Suy shook his head subtly. In order not to hurt his fragile self-esteem, he considered his words and gave a relatively conservative answer.

Lu Han took a deep breath, for the sake of her hand, decided not to haggle with her, and tried to calm down, "I'm not singing my old ones, don't you like fairy tales? I'm going to sing this."

"Really?" Suy's eyes lit up immediately, her energy was better, her eyelashes flickered, she took off her earplugs, her heart was bubbling, "Then let's get started!"

"Hmm..." For some reason, Lu Han felt a little uncomfortable being watched by her like this. He looked away, lowered his fair neck, stroked the cool string with his soft fingertips, coughed, and said: "Then I'll start singing."

"Ok!"

"I am going to sing now."

"Uh-huh!"

"I, I, I really want to sing."

"Mmmmmmm!"

"..."

However 5 minutes later.

"I really, right now, right now, right now!" A person behind him was still red-faced and gritted his teeth, repeating the lines from 5 minutes ago.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm listening." Suy had already turned around, her back was facing him, the carbon pencil deftly slid back and forth on the smooth paper in her hand, drawing graceful curves one after another, she yawned , replied lazily.

She figured it out. It turned out that he couldn't sing with her last time. It wasn't perfunctory, it was true. Seeing that he struggled for several minutes without holding back a tune, it must be difficult for him to sing fairy tales. Well, or maybe, because the object is her, it is difficult to say.

Behind her, Luhan hugged the guitar obliquely, with his head lowered, his black hair drooping softly, he fell silent, frowning, with a troubled expression, Suy was right, he really couldn't sing, especially when he realized, The other party is a girl... Such a fact, even if the relationship is so familiar, even if she is treated as a younger sister, she is indeed a girl, except for Wanwan, other girls.

In the past, for the sake of Wanwan, he worked hard to learn the guitar well, so that one day he could play and sing to her, sing the most beautiful love songs, and say the most beautiful love words, but before he could practice well, that girl was gone.

Then, the existence of love songs seems to be unnecessary. On the night Wanwan flew away, he tore up all the lyrics and sheet music about love, leaving only the crazy twisted music with decadent timbre, subverting tenderness, singing Music that didn't suit his voice or personality, he was intoxicated by it, closed and depraved, he had no choice but to vent the negative emotions in his heart to a limit, and he didn't want to implicate others, so he had to vent cruelly in this way.

And he hasn’t played a song like Fairy Tale for a long time. It’s clean, warm, bright, and transparent. This song is not difficult, and the interpretation is simple. When playing, the fingers seem to be frozen, unable to move.

It is said that Suy has a psychological shadow, but maybe his is heavier than hers.

Looking up, the girl's thin back came into view, stubbornly straight, her right elbow was bent, swinging back and forth, the hand holding the pen was very hard, the thin knuckles were pale and protruding, with almost invisible trembling.

It hurts, even if it's a hallucination, it should hurt, so why don't you stop?

Lu Han's expression was complicated. At this moment, even though he didn't want to admit it, this girl was indeed much braver than him.

Really, she is a very troublesome sister.

Sighing helplessly in his heart, he put his hand on the strings again, closed his eyes, focused his attention, discarded all distracting thoughts, and remained solemn and serious.

Hearing that there was no movement behind him, Suy guessed that the young man must have given up completely, his expression darkened, he put down his pen, and was about to turn around and laugh at him, but he was caught off guard when he heard the sounds of nature.

The strings played, the magnetic voice, and the deliberately slowed down tone gently broke the silence of the air.

forget how long it is

never hear you again

tell me your favorite story

I thought about it for a long time

I'm starting to panic

did i do something wrong again

you cry to me

things in fairy tale are lies

I can not be your prince

maybe you don't understand

after you said you love me

My sky stars are bright

The young man sang lightly, half his eyes were blurred, and there was a smile on his lips. He released and devoted himself wholeheartedly. The tone was pure, no longer sharp, no longer distorted, no longer decadent, and restored the most authentic and natural self.

In a trance, Suy seemed to be able to see the musical notes beating in the air, colorful and glowing with golden warm light, so beautiful and beautiful.

The notes are still beating.

I will become a fairy tale

the angel you love

open hands

turn into wings to protect you

You have to believe

Believe we will be like in a fairy tale

Happiness and joy are the end

I will become a fairy tale

the angel you love

open hands

turn into wings to protect you

You have to believe

Believe we will be like in a fairy tale

Happiness and joy are the end

I will become a fairy tale

the angel you love

open hands

turn into wings to protect you

You have to believe

Believe we will be like in a fairy tale

Happiness and joy are the end

write our ending together

The lingering sound lingered, and the song ended, and the air fell into silence again, but it seemed that there was an echo. Suy's cheeks were hot, and her left hand was gently placed on her chest, thumping, throbbing.

"How about it, I'm not bad at singing, this time you try to say it badly!"

It seems that he has not sung so softly anymore, Lu Han feels uncomfortable, his voice is a bit awkward.

"It's, it's okay." Suy stammered, not daring to turn his head, and desperately fanning the wind with his hands, for fear that he would find his face as red as a monkey's butt.

"What do you mean?" Lu Han couldn't believe it, his attention was drawn away, and he shouted unconvinced, it's rare that he sang so hard that he only got one sentence - okay, okay, right! ?

He stared at Su Yi with his beautiful eyes. This girl not only has no heart, but also has no taste at all!

"Ben... it was originally, you see that you even sang the wrong words." Su Yi felt guilty, seeing him getting up and coming over, she tightly covered her hot face, "Stop, stop, don't come over, it's not good if it sounds good Is it better than the original song!"

"What's wrong?" Lu Han was taken aback, and stopped.

Seeing that he wasn't coming, Suy breathed a sigh of relief, "It's the lyrics, obviously from 'I would like to become' to 'I will become', you are fine, the whole text is I will..."

Lu Han was puzzled, "Is there any difference?"

Not all are the same.

Suy thought for a while, "It's actually nothing."

She was just a bone picked at random to cover up a madly beating heart.

"Then what are you talking about..." Luhan pursed his lips and complained, deep in his heart, he quietly relaxed, finally, it wasn't too bad, he shaved his nose and smiled complacently.

It's just that he didn't know that the lyrics he accidentally wrote were a fairy tale of a fairy tale, which was perfect and unrealistic.

Because, it wasn't anyone who was a prince from the beginning.

The cruel reality, the doomed tragedy, many years later, this song, and the person in the song, all became the biggest obstacle in his life.

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This chapter is suitable for listening to fairy tales (?ω?) hiahiahia