Why are the stars indifferent

Zhan Le even breathed a lot lighter, afraid that a big gasp would blow his heart away, so he could only squeeze his lips tightly to hold back, but his thoughts could no longer be concentrated on a single line, and he stretched dryly, even Lin Xiang Xiao didn't notice when he sat next to him.

Lin Xiangxiao wore a mask today, probably because he had a serious cold. He looked listless, panting heavily, and coughed twice from time to time in his throat, but Qu Ran told him that he would go to the show tonight At that time, he still agreed.

His voice was hoarse, as if someone had pulled him hard and dragged him to the road to run him over. Qu Ran looked at him and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Lin Xiangxiao narrowed his eyes and smiled, then pulled up the mask again.

The ringing of the class bell awakened Zhan Le. The teacher on the stage walked in and the classroom fell silent. He finally recovered and his brain began to function.

Xie Lin?

Is it Xie Lin?

Inexplicably, what Zhan Shixia said to him before, "I may have found the meaning", was inexplicably heard in his ears. Those words opened a small blood hole in his wandering heart, and his eyes were so bloody and painful that he couldn't open his eyes.

Do you mean it?

Siyi was abducted when she was four years old. It is said that the girl has undergone eighteen changes. Zhan Le has imagined her current appearance more than once, but it is always separated by a vague veil.

A new hope slowly rose from the bottom of his heart, but he could only press that hope back to the bottom of his flesh to prevent it from making a sound.

How can it be?Will there be such a coincidence?

It's just a pair of eyes that look alike, nothing else can be seen, but those eyes alone are enough to make his scalp tingle.

After the morning class, Zhan Le felt that he was thinking too much. When he went to eat with Lin Xiangxiao, he came out and called Cheng Zai. Lin Xiangxiao, who was eating in the store, asked in a low voice, "Am I thinking too much?"

Cheng Zai didn't speak, Zhan Le bit his lip and thought for a while, then said: "There are still a lot of people who look alike in the world, right? That is, although we are twins, we are not very similar, only our eyes are similar. But these eyes are not from my ancestors..."

"The girl you mentioned," Cheng Zai interrupted him, "what's her name?"

"Thank you Lin." Zhan Le said.

Cheng Zai let out a long sigh.

I don’t know whether to say this is fate or something else, the band, the girl who looks like Zhan Le, the guitarist, when Zhan Le mentioned these factors, Cheng Zai wondered if it might be Xie Rin , the result is true.

"Don't worry about this." Cheng Zai was also eating at the moment, his mouth was vague, "There are not so many coincidences and not so little fate, understand?"

Zhan Le kicked the stones beside his feet and clicked his tongue: "Can't you comfort me?"

"To be honest, this matter is not comforting. The higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment. You know better than me." Cheng Zai took a sip of water, "What time is Qu Ran's performance at Craze?"

"Nine o'clock in the evening." Zhan Le said.

"Okay, then..." Cheng Zai paused. He originally wanted to say that I went with you, but he swallowed the words again. After all, Xie Lin had seen him, and so had everyone in the band. It would be bad if he recognized him and said something.

Besides, he felt that Xie Lin had a secret and lied when she told him. He was not sure if she would say something when she saw Zhan Le.

But since Zhan Le already knew about Xie Rin's existence, he could only let him try it himself.

Is it overprotective?

A little bit.

If Xie Lin really wasn't Zhan Siyi and let Zhan Le try it out by himself, what kind of expression Zhan Le would have on his face? Cheng Zai didn't dare to think about it.

On the other end of the phone, Zhan Le didn't wait for Cheng Zai's last sentence for a long time, and asked "Huh?" in doubt.

"Oh, it's okay, I have to be on duty at night, so I won't go with you," Cheng Zai said, "If you really doubt...just say your name."

"Ah," Zhan Le responded, "Zhan Sijun?"

"Yes," Cheng Zai poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks, he couldn't eat anymore, "You said your name was Zhan Sijun when you introduced yourself, it's nothing anyway, if she doesn't respond then..."

"Well, I got it," Zhan Le's palms were inexplicably sweaty, he rubbed his pants, turned his head and saw Lin Xiangxiao was going out after eating, "I got it, it's over."

"Well, Zhan Le," Cheng Zai put down his chopsticks, frowned and said softly, "Don't expect too much, you know what I mean? Just pretend that you are going to the show, don't be too serious."

"I know," Zhan Le replied again, "I'm really dead, I...will call you again in the evening."

"Okay." Cheng Zai said.

"Did you finish the phone call?" Lin Xiangxiao put on the mask again.

"Well," Zhan Le replied, "Have you taken your medicine? Your voice is so hoarse."

"Take it," Lin Xiangxiao replied, and zipped up his coat. "The medicine is not effective, and it heals slowly."

"Oh." Zhan Le replied dryly, his palms sweating intermittently, not allowing him to notice anything else, so he could only answer again, "Oh."

I was absent-minded in class all day, and I couldn't concentrate after being called Zhanle by the teacher several times. The thoughts in my mind were divided into two schools.

One is no, am I really going to find her? Is it really her?

One is to go to your spring and autumn dream, don't even think about it, if it were her, I would hang myself on the spot.

But no matter which idea it is, Zhan Le can only hold them down firmly to prevent them from showing up.

I was so flustered that I could fall down the stairs.

After returning home, he only took a few bites of the meal, and Zhan Le felt an inexplicable panic. He didn't know where this panic came from, and he couldn't explain the reason for the feeling of not knowing the bottom.

It's like standing on the edge of an abyss, with the soles of your feet sticking out a little.

Fear, panic, and strange itching in the throat.

For so many years, Zhan Le can only rely on the power of the police to find his sister.

At the beginning, they distributed leaflets and posted small advertisements. When they saw a little girl who was dressed similarly to Zhan Siyi on the day she was kidnapped, she couldn't help being dazed.

Now it was just a girl who looked like him, and he was extremely nervous.

"Mom," Zhan Le walked to the photo frame in the living room, with a confused voice, "If it was her... would she hate me?"

At [-]:[-] in the evening, Zhan Le arrived at the entrance of the bar. After arriving for a while, he remembered that this place was the place where Cheng Zai met him for the first time.

Just across the street, Cheng Zai said that Ji Changyun was his boyfriend, and asked for his contact information confidently.

He even smashed a cell phone.

I also bought a grape-flavored lollipop.

"Zhan Le!" Chang Ze yelled, "Let's go, just get close, Qu Ran said that they will be on stage soon."

"Ah," Zhan Le turned around, looked at Chang Ze and Lin Xiangxiao over there, "Okay, let's go in."

This is gay.

It was almost nine o'clock, but the background music was still melodious and elegant. Qu Ran reserved a seat for them, a seat with an excellent seat. As soon as they sat down, a waiter came over and poured wine for them.

Chang Ze was sitting on the backlit side, Lin Xiangxiao was wearing a mask again, and Zhan Le became the one who received the most eyes among the three.

After only sitting for a while, the pure music stopped, followed by a string of electric guitar solos. As the drums and bass gradually entered, the lights shone on the stage, and the girl standing in front of the microphone with a guitar on her back lifted her head. He rolled his eyes and sang the first song of the night.

The band is well-known, and from time to time, you can hear people calling the name of the lead singer Xie Rin, as well as the bass player and drummer. After the two songs were over, they introduced their new member, Qu Ran.

"Fuck, it's awesome, did you write that song yourself?" After the performance, Chang Ze quickly got along with the band members and chatted excitedly with the drummer, "It's amazing, coach, I want to learn to write songs too. .”

"Hey." The drummer was a man who looked cool, but turned out to have a soft voice when he spoke. He couldn't stand Chang Ze's question, so he could only look at his teammates for help.

Then his teammate rejected the call for help and began to discuss where to go for a late-night snack.

"These are all my friends," Qu Ran introduced to them, "You guys are already familiar with this one, it's called Chang Ze, this one is Lin Xiangxiao, this one is..."

"Zhan," Zhan Le said, his voice suddenly out of tune. He didn't know what he was going to say. He looked at the girl standing at the end of the line and raised his voice a little, "My name is Zhan Sijun."