After saving Bai Yueguang's substitute

【Today's love temperature: 80℃】

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I asked, "What song?"

Xu Zhinian said: "It's what I said before..."

"Oh." I understood, "The one you played in the video."

Xu Zhinian said, "Yes."

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We've reached the door.

I said, "It's getting late."

Xu Zhinian froze for a moment.

Then he pulled my sleeve, with a slight grievance in his tone: "This piece is so difficult, I have learned it for a long time."

I asked him, "Are you kidding me?"

Xu Zhinian blinked.

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I opened the door and said to him: "It's windy outside, you go in first."

He entered the room slowly, and when he was about to go upstairs, he turned back and asked me a little unwillingly.

"Mr. Jiang...do you really not listen?"

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I said, "That's not what I meant."

Xu Zhinian looked at me suspiciously.

I said, "It's getting late, so you have to hurry up."

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Xu Zhinian's footsteps paused, and then he almost trotted to get his guitar.

I closed my eyes and felt drunk again.

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Xu Zhinian hugged the guitar and sat down on the chair.

He plucked the strings, lowered his head slightly, and the fine bangs on his forehead fell down.

The guitar sounded, and Xu Zhinian's fingers fell on the strings, in a very relaxed posture.

Different from the stumbling voice in the video, the melody flowing out of his hands this time is smooth and natural.

After the prelude, the clear voice fell into my ears, and I realized it was an English song.

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he sings:

"When my hope is lo stand and my strength this is gone

Iruntoyouandyoualone

When I can't get up and I can't goon

Irun to you and youalone and youalone

......"

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I always knew that Xu Zhinian sang very well.

His voice is very good, like a breeze, with a little hope in its gentleness.

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled softly.

Then he looked up and looked at me.

There is light in his eyes.

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The singing continues:

"Cause you're my light in the dark

And Ising with all of my heart"

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I've heard him sing and seen videos of him playing guitar.

But this is the first time I've seen him play and sing by himself.

The melody of the guitar is crisp and melodious, coupled with his voice, it is like a match made in heaven.

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There is no stage, no lights.

The audience is just me.

But Xu Zhinian's performance is still pious and dedicated.

I couldn't take my eyes off him.

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"... I am yours and you are mine

This is all I know how to say”

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The wine I drank tonight seems to have a particularly strong stamina.

I feel very drunk.

Otherwise, how could the heartbeat be so intense.

Every note seems to hit my heart.

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Jiang Shengsheng once took me to watch the stage performances of many stars.

I also went to the concerts of famous singers and watched the concerts of famous musicians.

But there is no one that pulls my heartstrings like it does now.

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I don't understand music, I don't understand technique, and I can't say anything professional.

I just feel—

It sounds good.

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"... Oh-oh you're my everything"

The moment the last note fell, my world fell silent.

Xu Zhinian stopped plucking the strings and looked up at me.

At that moment, his enthusiasm and my throbbing were so clearly and undisguisedly exposed in the middle of the night.

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His eyes are gentle and burning, sincere and pious.

As if I were his light, his god.

His God, his faith.

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And my heart was beating like thunder, unable to resist.

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For a while, neither he nor I spoke.

As if he didn't want to break the short silence.

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After a long silence, Xu Zhinian asked me: "Does it sound good?"

I nodded, my voice was a little hoarse: "It sounds good."

Xu Zhinian laughed.

It seems that he has practiced day and night and played hard, and only in exchange for these two words, he is already satisfied.

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I asked him, "What's the name of the song you sang."

Xu Zhinian said: ""MyEverything""

I said, "Is it a love song?"

Xu Zhinian said, "No."

I said, "But you sang very emotionally."

Xu Zhinian froze for a moment, his gaze wandered a bit.

He said, "Because it was sung for Mr. Jiang."

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I said, "Have you ever sung to anyone else?"

Xu Zhinian shook his head and said, "No."

I asked again: "Then what?"

Xu Zhinian didn't understand: "What?"

I said, "Who else do you want to sing to in the future?"

Xu Zhinian blinked.

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He put down his guitar, took two steps toward me, and stopped again.

"No one," he said.

I raised my eyebrows at him.

"When I first heard this song, I wanted to sing it to Mr. Jiang," he said.

After a pause, he said again: "Only for Mr. Jiang."

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He stood a few meters away from me, and when he said this, his expression was very serious.

I stared into his eyes, as if I saw an indelible love in them.

After sitting for a little longer, my body became a little stiff.

I moved my body, changed my posture, and waved to him.

"come over."

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Xu Zhinian was a little embarrassed, but he obediently moved closer.

I asked him, "Did you learn this song because you wanted to sing it to me?"

Xu Zhinian nodded.

My expression softened a little.

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When he came to me, I called him: "Niannian."

He stood up straight.

I smiled and reached out to touch his face.

He looked at me with wide eyes and held his breath.

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I said, "Your heart is beating so fast."

Xu Zhinian said in a panic, "Mr. Jiang, I..."

However, I didn't give him a chance to finish.

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At that moment, many images flashed in my mind.

In the end I obeyed my will.

I grabbed his chin and kissed him involuntarily.

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……

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I'm sure, Xu Zhinian really doesn't know how to kiss.

His eyes were wide open, like a frightened animal.

From such a close distance, I could see his long eyelashes, and I didn't move them for a long time.

He lost his mind, unable to react, even forgot to breathe.

He looks weak and helpless like this.

Pleased again, I chuckled.

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He heard it.

At that moment, he wanted to struggle, but restrained himself.

He let me kiss me meekly and without resistance.

As if it didn't matter if I overdid it a little bit.

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So I took an inch and pulled Xu Zhinian into my arms.

Xu Zhinian seemed to want to say something, but I pressed it between my lips and teeth.

He couldn't say anything other than a muffled grunt.

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When I let go of Xu Zhinian, his whole face was so red that it was about to bleed.

There seemed to be an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

He gasped like a drowning man rescued from suffocation.

I watched him silently.

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It took a while for Xu Zhinian to recover.

He looked at me: "Mr. Jiang..."

I raised my eyebrows, not feeling at all that I had done anything excessive just now.

Seeing me like this, Xu Zhinian's voice became softer and softer.

He asked me in a low voice: "Mr. Jiang, are you drunk?"

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?

I was taken aback by his question.

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I imagined a lot of his reactions.

Like asking me why I kissed him shyly.

For example angrily accusing me of belittling him.

Or just run away without saying a word.

But I never thought he would ask me that.

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I even found a reason for it.

I thought casually.

So I looked at him blankly for a while, and then said slowly, "Yes, I'm drunk."

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Xu Zhinian patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief.

I heard him whispering over there: "I'll just say, Mr. Jiang must be drunk to kiss me."

Then he touched his lips and smirked there for a while.

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Oh.

How did I forget.

He is a fool.

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Grass!

This is too fucking stupid!

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I do not want to talk.

I watched him smirk for a long time, and then excitedly went upstairs with my guitar in my arms.

The footsteps are still a little brisk, as if winning millions in the lottery.

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I sighed at the empty living room, then stood up slowly and went back to the bedroom.

After taking a shower, when he was about to take his medicine, there was a knock on the door.

I asked, "Who is it?"

Xu Zhinian poked his head in.

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I raised my eyebrows and said, "Come in."

Then asked him: "What's wrong?"

Xu Zhinian walked in, smiled sweetly at me, and said, "I seem to have forgotten to say good night to Mr. Jiang just now."

I looked at him for a while and said, "Good night."

Xu Zhinian was satisfied: "Mr. Jiang is also good night."

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His happiness seems to be so simple.

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Before leaving, Xu Zhinian asked me suddenly: "Is Mr. Jiang taking medicine?"

I held the bottle tightly, then said nonchalantly, "Yeah."

Xu Zhinian didn't notice anything: "The name of the medicine looks familiar, I seem to have taken it too? Is Mr. Jiang sick?"

I said, "I'm not sick, it's just some sleep aids, which have antidepressant ingredients. Dr. Yao may have prescribed them to you before, so you feel familiar."

Xu Zhinian said "Oh" and asked again: "Is Mr. Jiang not sleeping well?"

I said, "I'm busy at work, sometimes the pressure is too much, and I need sleep aid."

Xu Zhinian didn't notice anything wrong, and sighed, "Mr. Jiang is really not easy."

I patted his head.

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That night, I dreamed of the white dove again.

In the dream, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, being hugged and kissed by me.

My breath invaded and devoured bit by bit, and finally took possession of it completely.

He was powerless to resist.

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At the end of the dream, he leaned against my ear and called "Mr. Jiang" loudly.

His voice is gentle and touching, like the most beautiful singing voice in the world.

I'm addicted to it.

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It was dawn, and the dream woke up.

The white dove crumbled into pieces in my arms.

My palm seems to still have his warmth.

Hot, scalding, almost boiling.

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But this time, I saw his face clearly.