Chapter 32 Chapter 31 No Blessing, No Longevity, True Beauty

It's no surprise that Yanxi likes visual rock. Because she clearly knows that this young man has a sensitive and broad heart, enough to carry the most brilliant changes in music and accept the most treacherous scales in appearance. Decadent, extravagant, noisy, these are all the evaluations she can give to those music with metal quality. Yanxi is a smart person.Therefore, he always imitates all the subtle movements and expressions of others when they sing, even including the taste of the flow of the voice, which is just out of tune. Yanxi is also a single-minded person. For many years, he only listened to the music of one band, Sleepless.A combination of four people, the other three are mediocre, only the lead singer Ice is a delicate black-haired man who is as charming as the night.

Ice likes to stand in the corner of the stage, under the ambiguous lights, put on the most gorgeous makeup, and interpret his life with a repressed and violent soul. Unable to explain why, Yanxi is passionately infatuated with this band, or rather, Ice. Ah Heng has seen Yan Xilu's Ice concert live, but he really can't arouse love.Because this man named Ice has too ethereal and clean eyes. When he is out of emotion, he always has an unjustifiable contempt for the world; She looked at the man on the stage with horror.In a blink of an eye, she found out with horror that Yan Xi had imitated the man's eyes perfectly.

This gave her an illusion that if Yanxi was given a chance, he would indulge himself and repeat the experience hidden behind those eyes.As for these experiences, even if she didn't know them clearly, she dared to guarantee that they were definitely not something that people with a long and peaceful life would have. Therefore, when Chen Juan handed a leaflet to Yan Xi with a smile, Ah Heng frowned faintly. "What?" Yan Xi was a little dazed. Chen Juan smiled: "I heard from Siwan that you like visual rock very much. Today, someone handed out flyers on the way to school. It seems that Company C is preparing to launch a new visual band and is selecting the lead singer. You can try it, Yanxi."

Company C is a well-known star-making company in the country, and most of the well-known domestic orchestras are made by them. Yan Xi was stunned for a while, and then began to chuckle: "Oh, if this young master is selected to enter the show business circle, will he be able to see my idol in the future?" Chen Juan raised the phoenix tail at the corner of his eyes, hid his smile, and said seriously, "Yanxi, I'm not joking with you." Yan Xi yelled strangely: "Who is kidding you? It's just a joke. Can I tell you about my idol? Tch!" "Yan Xi, I remember you have been talking about going to Little Japan to see your idol since two years ago." Xin Dayi interjected.

"No way, my old man said that if I dare to take a step into the Wa country, he will immediately cut off ties with me, especially money." Yan Xi spread his hands, shaking his head and sighing. "Don't talk about that, I happen to know a few people who play in a band, Yanxi, if you are willing to go, I can ask them to practice with you." Chen Juan interrupted the young man's off-topic conversation. "Go, why not!" Yan Xi smiled. Ah Heng sat on the side without saying a word, but felt a little restless in his heart.From the bottom of her heart, she hoped that Yan Xi would take this as a joke and forget about it.

However, after school, he locked himself in the room, turned off the lights, and quietly watched Ice's concert record over and over again by himself. When he came out, he only said to her: "Aheng, I want to try try." Ah Heng didn't speak, just nodded silently. She didn't know why Rosemary was so concerned about Yanxi's matter, but the few people he found were all students of the University of Arts and were very proficient in rock music.Drums, guitars, keyboards, everything is available. "Is this really a joke?" Xin Dayi was speechless at Ah Heng. "Well, Yanxi signed up yesterday." Ah Heng said, but his eyes were on Rosemary. He was seriously picking on Yanxi's singing voice from a completely professional perspective.

Ah Heng did not forget that Siwan once said how brilliant Chen Juan's musical talent was. Of course, my mother also said that Yan Xi learned the piano from her when she was young, and it took a whole year before she could stutter and play a small dance piece. Tiantian has a pair of hands for playing the piano, but his sensitivity to music is surprisingly poor.So why Yanxi? Rosemary was clearly prepared long ago and chose Yanxi, or, his goal from the beginning was Yanxi.A Heng even had the illusion that he was sparing no effort to pull Yan Xi to this road, and that set of rhetoric, Yan Xi's interests, and friendship with classmates were too perfunctory.

According to Yan Xi's usual keenness, he should have seen it.However, this young man was so immersed in the poppies of his spirit and even his soul that he lost control. And Rosemary is obviously aware of this weakness in Yanxi's character.He knew Yan Xi very well, and it was too much beyond Ah Heng's imagination, and it was too scary, because she didn't know the purpose of this weird boy from the beginning. From his return to the country in disguise, not mentioning the past, to Siwan's strong rejection of him approaching Yanxi, everything is like an inextricable fog. "This sentence is in 6/8 time and in the key of A major. It starts first and then ends. It's wrong." Rosemary frowned and pointed to the score.

"Why is it wrong again?" Yan Xi whispered, staring at the music score with wide eyes, as if to see a hole, with a cute and ignorant expression. Ah Heng withdrew his thoughts, laughed, walked to the kitchen, and prepared a few glasses of juice. "Chen Juan, thank you." Ah Heng handed the juice to the enchanting man in women's clothes, and interrupted his reprimand to Yan Xi with a smile. "A Heng..." Yan Xi looked at A Heng with watery eyes, and reached out his hand pitifully for juice, like braised pork rice waiting to be fed. "Take it yourself." Ah Heng smiled, turned around lightly, and led Xin Dayi to the entrance.She leaves him complete space.

Don't regret, don't have regrets... The selection date is in mid-July, and the final exam is in early July.Si Wan would definitely not allow Yan Xi to dawdle in the first year of high school again. Now that Sier passed the high school entrance examination, he stayed at Yan's house and took the initiative to review her homework for Yan Xi every day. Rosemary always had a half-smile towards Siwan's behavior, as if she knew that he would be like this for a long time, so she agreed wisely, and practiced her voice after the final exam. "A Heng, you..." Siwan hesitated to speak to A Heng.

A Heng smiled lightly, she knew what Si Wan wanted to say, why didn't she stop Yan Xi?Everyone felt that this was inappropriate, and everyone felt that Yan Xi lived too comfortably, went to play in a band when he was full, and what was even more ridiculous was that he even wanted to be an artist.According to his identity, power and status, which one is not easy to grasp, why should it be so? Or, Si Wan thinks that Yan Xi can only be so elegant that she will not be polluted by the dust and smoke of the world, like spring and snow, to be held in the palm of someone's hand? Although, she has always been like this... looking forward to it. However, Yanxi is independent, free Yanxi, Yanxi's Yanxi, neither Siwan's Yanxi nor Aheng's Yanxi.Only when he belongs to one person willingly, is it possible to be restrained but still happy. However, she is so stupid and pedantic by nature, how can she ensure the safety and joy of this young man before such a person appears? Not one more point, not one inch less, it is really nerve-wracking. The final exams are finally over, and the summer vacation officially begins.Yan's family became a base, and Xin Dayi and Siwan stayed at Yan's house all day long, eating and drinking, completely freed from the discipline of their elders. Yan Xi destroys everyone's ears every day.Siwan has self-cultivation, and only hides upstairs and can't come out; Xin Dayi doesn't care so much, once Yan Xi opens his mouth, he will cover his ears and yell to express his pain; braised pork rice chorus, circling on the master's forehead Going around and shouting, "Braised meat, stewed meat, I don't know what to say." Yan Xi was furious, and threw people and birds out together. The day before the tryout, even Ah Heng felt that Rousi Meili was about to be tortured to the point where she could only vent her anger, so Yan Xi found the right tune.Coupled with posture and movement, if you look carefully, it looks so similar that people can't move their eyes. "A Heng." Yan hoped for A Heng, he was seeking her affirmation. Ah Heng licked his dry lips, without looking at Yan Xi: "Tomorrow, I need to prepare water and throat lozenges." Yan Xi breathed lightly and looked at Ah Heng with big eyes. Looking at the two of them, Xin Dayi felt that the atmosphere was awkward, and he consciously did not make any noise. Rosemary just smiled, the phoenix tail streamer in the corner of her eyes was sharp. Siwan stood on the second floor, leaning her elbows on the railing, and said with a smile, "Ah Heng, prepare some ribs." Ah Heng smiled, nodded and said, "Okay." At 6 o'clock in the morning of the second day, Rosemary took Yanxi away, saying that she was taking him to do styling, and asked Ah Heng and the others to go directly to the selection venue. Company C has contracted the municipal theater and made a big publicity effort to carry out the myth of overnight fame to the end. When Ah Heng, Xin Dayi, and Si Wan arrived, all they saw was a crowd full of black eyes. They were fully seated, and even the aisles were covered with plastic seats.Listening to the conversations of the people around, it seems that the candidates have now been sorted, number plates have been distributed, and they are all being prepared in the background. Ah Heng and the others reckoned that with so many people, they might not be able to see Yan Xi at the backstage, but it would put pressure on him for no reason, so they found a seat in the front aisle and waited. To be honest, Ah Heng doesn't like men wearing excessive makeup. If the appearance is not outstanding enough, the effect will be astonishing and terrifying, just like the few in front of you.The expressions of everyone in the arena, except for the relatives and friends of those contestants, everyone else was blue and purple. Ah Heng started to have a headache. She knew that Yan Xi was good-looking, but she was also worried about what kind of avant-garde appearance this young man would turn into with his arrogant and unruly temperament. The heavy rock and roll sound was loud in the arena, they were sitting in the front row, Si Wan and Xin Dayi couldn't stand the noise, they had no choice but to cover their ears.As for Ah Heng, he only looked at the colorful and uncertain lights in the arena, with a calm and gentle appearance. Later, some good-looking and good singers came out, which aroused applause from all the halls.But compared to Yan Xi... Ah Heng sighed softly and closed his eyes slightly. The ending is clear. Is that all she can do? It's really...unsatisfactory. Opening his eyes again, the boy had already stood still on the stage. There was cheering and hustle and bustle in the audience, but she clasped her hands tightly to her knees, put aside the noise, and her ears were clear. Yanxi stood in a quiet corner, her eyebrows and eyes were no longer what they used to be, they were seductive and gorgeous, it was clearly the appearance of Ice at the concert that Ah Heng remembered, familiar and clear, thrilling. A black cloak, a slender figure, a pure white shirt with three buttons unbuttoned, and crystal clear fair skin. Small braids combed back, jet-black hair, clean eyes. Even when the breeze blows, the curve of the shirt hem...is the same. Ah Heng felt a little cramped in his stomach, and his palms were drenched with sweat.She remembered that Yanxi had told her that Ice had committed suicide by jumping from the thirteenth-floor apartment building as early as the beginning of 1998 because of too much pressure. It's not that he doesn't want to go to Japan to watch his concert, it's just that the beauty has already passed away with the wind, and his dream and soul are scattered. She remembered that when she was young, the old neighbors said that boys and girls have no blessings and no longevity, and the most beautiful women have bad luck. She remembered that before Grandpa Yan left, he burst into tears, telling her to keep Yan Xi and make him healthy and worry-free. She didn't understand, she didn't understand anything, she chose to believe all the rumors, but because of Yanxi's desire, she stopped moving forward. Suddenly, the lights went out, and the audience was in an uproar. When it was turned on again, it was dark all around, and the light only illuminated the center of the stage. There stood another young man with smoky makeup and a charming appearance. It's Rosemary! He snapped his fingers, and the music played, it was Ice's famous song Fleeting Time that Yanxi had practiced thousands of times. fleeting time. When the boy's magnetic and explosive voice sounded on the stage, the shock of the audience was beyond words. Chen Juan held the microphone, and his voice was gorgeous and flamboyant, which was the true perfection of rock and roll. He laughed and looked at the boy standing in the shadow at the corner of the stage. Ah Heng stared at the corner where Yanxi was standing, stared at the black shadow in the darkness, looked at the pair of big eyes in the darkness, slowly became dim, and slowly disappeared. Obviously everyone's eyes were on Chen Juan, and everyone had forgotten the existence in the darkness, but Ah Heng saw his panicked, even sad and angry soul. He stood up straight, so beautiful, but no one looked at him again, never again. Ah Heng felt that her blood was flowing backwards, she stood up with some difficulty, tightly grasped the plastic seat under her body, and walked forward step by step with a roar in her ears. What a strange feeling, in such a big world, with such a noisy crowd, you can only hear your own footsteps. "Aheng, where are you going?" Siwan's worried voice was drowned out by the crowd. She walked onto the stage from one side, exhausted all her strength, and smashed the seat in her hand towards Chen Juan. She felt that she wanted to kill him. When the music stopped abruptly and everyone was silent, she stretched out her hand and firmly grabbed the boy in the corner of the stage. "Yanxi, go home." The young man stood in the darkness, looking at her, what he didn't have time to put away was the vague alienation and suspicion in his eyes. Suddenly, he smiled, holding her hand softly, and when he looked up, his eyes were full of cautious indifference and sharpness. She looked back at him, feeling a little sad and angry. Some cherished things are in the chest, staggering, unable to find the exit. She grabbed Yanxi's hand, stopped looking at him, and just ran forward.At that time, there was only one thought in my mind: go home, go home quickly.She wants to take Yanxi home. However, when he got home, Ah Heng's movements were only mechanical.She took Yanxi directly to the bathroom, turned on the shower, picked up the nozzle, and tested the temperature with her palm. Cold, hot, warm. "Aheng, what are you doing?" Yan Xi smiled, her face was clearer and more beautiful than usual. "Close your eyes." Ah Heng remained expressionless. "Oh." Yan Xi closed her eyes obediently. She took a towel, dipped it in water, and gently wiped the carefully sculpted makeup on his face. "It hurts." Yan Xi pouted. "Endure it." Ah Heng's face was cold, his face was full of anger, but the movements of his hands were more gentle.Eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth... slowly showing their true nature. She wiped the boy's forehead until she saw the familiar pinch of childish fluff, and the disordered breathing eased a little. After a long time, Ah Hengfu spoke again: "Bow your head." Yan Xi bowed her head obediently.A Heng frowned, and untied the ribbon on the boy's head little by little. "Isn't it good-looking?" Yan Xi said in a joking tone. Ah Heng kept silent, looking at the hairspray and hair pins in his hands, quietly took the shampoo, gently rubbed the boy's wet black hair with his palm, rubbed it for a long time, and rinsed it off.The soft black hair still smelled of hairspray, a bad, suffocating smell. The second time, and the third time, it still seems to have an imprinted taste that cannot be removed. In the bathroom, there was only the sound of slow running water remaining. Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the girl threw the nozzle in her hand. "What's so good about it? A boy doesn't want to be your man, what a little girl, what kind of braids, he's so ugly, so ugly! I've never seen anyone as ugly and ugly as you! " Ah Heng roared and trembled, his voice was so loud that it was almost out of control, it was not at all the usual meekness and effort. "Got it." Yan Xi looked at her, lowered her head, drooped her eyes, and became silent. After a while, she asked clearly with a hoarse voice, "What do you know!" He raised his head, embarrassed, and wanted to speak, but found that the girl had already wrinkled her face, holding back the sparkle in her red eyes. He looked at her, resting his head on her neck carefully, with a quiet and dependent posture, like a child, with a helpless voice: "I'm sorry." The wet hair, the water droplets fell quietly. Ah Heng gently pushed him away, turned his back, and took a deep breath, but because of the huge depression, tears rolled down his face. "Yanxi, don't say sorry until you learn not to suspect Wen Heng, a stranger." The phone rang. At six o'clock in the morning, at this time, who would it be? Ah Heng held the phone and asked, "Who is it?" The other party smiled: "I, Chen Juan." Ah Heng turned his tone cold: "Is there something wrong?" "I thought you would thank me. I didn't expect... It really hurt the friendship at the same table." Chen Juan's voice was teasing. "Where did you get so much self-righteousness?" Ah Heng's voice was cold and piercing. "Isn't it? I replaced Yanxi's singing, and didn't push him into Ice's footsteps. I don't think you can't see how similar the dark and rebellious part of Yanxi's character is to Ice." Chen Juan's tone was firm. "You've always hated Yan Xi, haven't you?" Ah Heng took a deep breath and spoke calmly. "If you were me, what would you do if the person you were obsessed with couldn't help but miss Yanxi deeply?" The other party still smiled, as relaxed as an old friend chatting. "So, revenge on Yanxi?" Her tone became more and more cold. The other party chuckled: "At first I thought so, but suddenly I felt tired and realized that things were not as I imagined, so I wanted to stop. "You've seen it later. Although Yan Xi didn't get what he wanted, I didn't do anything heinous." He felt that he couldn't be more justified. "After all, I didn't cause any real harm to Yanxi, did I?" However, it is really depressing to be treated almost disfigured.Ah Heng's impulsiveness that day was completely beyond his expectations.This girl has always been sensible, although she is not as cold and wise as that person, but at least compared to Siwan, she is more intelligent and transparent than Siwan. So far he still doesn't know why Ah Heng was so annoyed that day, with an outburst expression, as if he wanted to kill and then quickly. Even Wen Siwan didn't do this, did he guess too shallowly, or did she hide too deeply? The other end of the phone was always silent and cold, and Chen Juan could hear the breathing of the person on the other end, surging and depressing, clearly the invisible anger hidden in the darkness. After a long time, she opened her mouth, and the top of her head was like a thunderstorm: "Don't tell me the fuck you can't see it, what Yanxi fears most is not being buried in the ground like that shit Ice, but being abandoned by the whole world !" The boy was holding the microphone, unable to move, indescribably...shocked. This was the first time in his life that he heard Ah Heng swear.