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At the end of Christmas, Wang Xunzhan received a text message from Bass: [Ding Tong haunts, pay attention! ]

Facing Bass's short words, he was stunned for a moment, and replied: [What do you mean? ]

[Just to remind you, Ding Tong said he was going to your house. ] Bass came back quickly.

Wang Xunzhan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and thought for a while: [Got it. ]

During college, Ding Tong and Bass often went to Wang Xunzhan's house.

Living in California, Wang Xunzhan goes home more times and opportunities than the two. During the holidays, he will invite the two to have a home-cooked meal.It's not uncommon among friends.

At that time, Wang Xunzhan did not think much, and the so-called ambiguity between him and Ding Tong was not serious enough for him to deliberately emphasize anything.

At the moment, Wang Xunzhan hesitated, instead of calling to refuse Ding Tong's visit, it would be safer to say some things in person.

Ding Tong knocked on the door when dinner was approaching.

A few words of politeness, he and Wang's father and Wang's mother knew each other before, and the process of getting acquainted was omitted when they met now.

Ding Tong's courtesy was in place, and he took a lot of food and decorations that Wang's father liked, and chatted with Wang's father about what he had and what he didn't have.

Wang's mother walked to Wang Xunzhan's side and winked: you two?

Shaking his head...Wang Xunzhan leaned closer to his mother and said in a low voice, "Don't guess, that's not the case."

"I don't believe it..." The mother responded jokingly, not seriously.

Before the Wang family went abroad, Lin Chen often went there.If the coming out had happened last year, Wang Xunzhan could directly tell his parents who he likes, saving unnecessary trouble.It's just that at the moment, there are thousands of thoughts and words that are unclear.

Wang Xunzhan smiled and stopped responding. If there is any result, the current family situation can allow the two of them to come back together at the right time.It's just that too many details are meaningless for things that don't have a single word.

This idea lingered in his mind, but it also made Wang Xunzhan feel quite emotional because the person he likes now is Baichu: I really don't know how the follow-up will develop and where the two of them will go.

After dinner, Wang Xunzhan took the initiative to say to Ding Tong, "Go to my room and have a chat."

Following Wang Xunzhan into the house, Ding Tong turned around and closed the door, then walked up to Wang Xunzhan and greeted him with a smile.

"Why do you suddenly think of my home?" Wang Xunzhan asked while sitting on the bed back a step.

"miss you……"

Miss you... This is a nice word, Wang Xunzhan thought about it, the simple combination of two words closely connected his actions with the person in his heart, "Ding Tong," he licked his lips lightly, and paused for a moment, "I am very grateful to the stage play back then. You gave me flowers when you were here, and the cards in those flowers... Now that I think about it, we had a bad fight, and I was at fault too..."

"Why so serious?" Ding Tong took a few steps closer to him, raised his right knee and sat down, "It doesn't look like you anymore."

Wang Xunzhan nodded, "I just want to say that some things can't be forced, and I can't force myself, so don't compete with yourself."

"..." Ding Tong was stunned for a moment. He probably didn't expect that someone like Wang Xunzhan would bring this question to the table and say, "You can't forget your old love?" Ding Tong knew Wang Xunzhan. The two had known each other for a while, and knew a thing or two about his way of dealing with the world.If it weren't for the obsession in his heart that he couldn't let go of, Wang Xunzhan would never have said such words that hurt his former relationship, "Or...have a new love?"

"I……"

"Or, are you still angry that I made you miss many opportunities back then?"

"No," Wang Xunzhan shook his head. In the final analysis, what happened back then was to solve each other's needs between ambiguous wanderings. If he hadn't gone too far, drunk and missed the butanone kiss, which inexplicably gave him hope. It will not develop to the final stage. Ding Tong is certainly wrong, and Wang Xunzhan is not completely irresponsible, "I..." It's just the current situation, and I can't explain it clearly, and there is no need to explain to Ding Tong, "You just treat me like I am now. I’m not in the mood to be emotional.” This reason is high-sounding, but it’s the most appropriate.

"Then take your time..." As he spoke, Ding Tong put his hand on Wang Xunzhan's thigh, "Let's not talk about feelings for now." Ding Tong is smart, knows how to measure, and advances by retreating, blocking Wang Xunzhan's right and left.

"Don't do this..." The same mistake once is enough, Wang Xunzhan pushed his hand away, then got up, and opened the distance.

This behavior has nothing to do with Bai Chu, Wang Xunzhan has no idea about Ding Tong, the latter's love has lasted for so long, Wang Xunzhan has no reason to enjoy the physical stimulation brought by other people's emotions under the guise of being ambiguous; Chu had to push away, knowing that at the beginning of Lin Chen's deceit, Wang Xunzhan and Ding Tong "struck hands" at the restaurant, there was no essential difference between one more time and one less time.

In contrast, even though he never forgot about Lin Chen when he was young, Wang Xunzhan did not stop having fun, but at this age, he took relationships more seriously.

Ding Tong looked at him for a moment, thought for a while and said, "If... you knew that I sent the flowers back then, would there be any change?"

"..." Wang Xunzhan was helpless, he asked himself this question, "I don't know, but there is no if."

"Understood..." Ding Tong nodded, but there was not much frustration in his eyes, the subtext of that expression seemed to say: You can have your own ideas, but I will not give up.

Wang Xunzhan didn't say any more, the words had come to an end, more excuses would only increase embarrassment.

The day before returning home, Wang Xunzhan drove to USC.

The familiar campus still retains the traces of the past, and I am full of emotions when I set foot again.

Christmas has just ended, and there are only sporadic staff on campus doing regular cleaning.Walking along the lifeless lawn in winter to the entrance of the theater, Wang Xunzhan stopped and stood, this is the place where his performance started.

The door of the theater was open, and the billboard next to it introduced the repertoire of the Christmas extras in the past few days.Wang Xunzhan took a closer look, but recalled a lot of his experience of acting in it.

Walking into the theater, I still only saw a few staff members moving their devices.

Just after three o'clock in the afternoon, there is usually no drama at this moment, it is the preparation time.

Walking down the stairs to the front of the stage, the staff looked at Wang Xunzhan, didn't say much, and continued to do their own things.

This square table bears too much of Wang Xunzhan's past.

The lights fell from the top of the head. He once stood in the middle of the stage and played various characters, interpreting different lives.

Looking back at the auditorium, what would the people sitting there think of the roles he played.

The sound of the theater sounded inexplicably, and the staff repeated the music to check the sound effect.

One in a million...

Over the years, nothing has changed here.

Before the show started, the song would always be looped in this space with excellent sound effects, and it is the same now.

The last time I heard this song was in Baichu's car, Wang Xunzhan thought, when Baichu came to the theater to watch the show, did he ever hear the music before the opening.

Subconsciously, he walked to the No.12 row of the auditorium. He remembered being caught by Bai Chu on the ticket stub in the book, marking the position in the middle of the 12th row.

Wang Xunzhan stood in front of those two seats and turned to look at the stage. This position is good. With the sound design of the theater, it is an excellent viewing angle for watching the drama.

The music was still rushing into his ears, but Wang Xunzhan felt a warm feeling in his heart across time and space.

Lin Chen once regretted that he hadn't watched the drama he was most proud of, but by accident, he recovered this loss from Bai Chu.

I used to be a little concerned about who gave the flowers back then, but after knowing the answer, I realized more clearly that now I can only pretend to be white in my heart.

The possibility of liking Baichu is one in ten thousand, but some hidden arrangement makes this one in ten thousand the only one in ten thousand.

To find someone else as you are but now you're around

I have really found

The lyrics of Thatthere'soneinamillionlikeyou are also suitable for the occasion...

Wang Xunzhan took out his mobile phone. It was less than four o'clock in the morning in China, and he dialed Baichu's number uncontrollably.

After a few rings, the phone was answered, "Hello?" Bai Chu was sleeping, her voice was muffled.

"Why did you pick it up?" Wang Xunzhan looked at the stage and said to him.

"Huh?" Bai Chu paused for a moment, then cleared his throat, "Then I hung up?" His voice was very nasal, and the ringing of the phone must have disturbed his dream.

"Let me ask you, did you sit on the left or the right when you watched dramas at USC?"

"What?" Bai Chu regained consciousness for a while, but didn't realize what Wang Xunzhan was worth.

"It's your two ticket stubs. Are you sitting on the left or the right?"

"Left, I'm used to sitting on the left." It's not hard to imagine that Baichu likes to drive, and the driver's seat is on the left in China. It's normal to have such a habit.

"En." Wang Xunzhan turned around and sat down on the seat that Bai Chu used to occupy.

Bai Chu paused for a few seconds, then said, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"I just came back to USC to take a look, and I remembered your previous ticket stub..." Wang Xunzhan looked at the stage from this angle, "Can you hear the music here?"

"Yes," Bai Chu replied softly, "Oneinamillion..."

"Well, I heard this song on the crew's Sihuan car... This song has been circulating in the theater back then, and it hasn't changed at all now."

"I remember..." Bai Chu said in a leisurely manner, "I heard this song for the first time in the USC theater.

"Really?" Wang Xunzhan was a little emotional... What a coincidence, how wonderful, the two dimensions of time and space seem to be because the phone has disappeared, and the year and the present coincide... He took a deep breath and said: "I can sing this song Song, I’ve listened to it too many times..." After finishing speaking, he hummed softly following the current rhythm, "Fate was surely kind to help my heart find... Someone like you..." Who did Bai Chu watch the drama with, and who did Bai Chu pretend to be in her heart? It's very important—talking about feelings is never a matter of one person—but at the moment Wang Xunzhan doesn't want to think about it, "Igivethankseachday... Thatyoucamemyway..." He just wants to say something, which is to find an outlet for the uncontrollable emotions in his body, "Bai Chu..."

"Ok?"

After humming, the words slipped to his lips, but Wang Xunzhan sat in the empty theater and got stuck. The other side of the phone was still in the silence before dawn, and the two sides were silent. Both sides could only hear the other's breathing with electricity.

"What's wrong?" Bai Chu asked.

"I..." Wang Xunzhan paused again. If he was really 20 years old, it would be easier to say something than it is now, "I... miss you." He said slowly, word for word.

Miss you... the two pleasant words, when I said them with trepidation in my heart, these words seemed to be out of bounds for the current situation of the two of them, but it was not the first time that they were thoughtless and impulsive, who the hell could take him How is Wang Xunzhan? !

"You..." Bai Chu was stunned for a moment, with some uncertainty in her tone, "...Public places, isn't it appropriate?"

Wang Xunzhan sneered, the last time he called, he also mentioned 'want' - I just want you - with strong lust.Bai Chu misunderstood that this was the beginning of another courtship, Wang Xunzhan thought for a while, "No..." Bai Chu had misunderstood many times, and it was unnecessary not to explain in the past, Wang Xunzhan reaped the consequences of these misunderstandings once or twice... Since letting his temper Come on, if the meaning of the words still misunderstood Baichu, then what is the meaning of going around in circles... He swallowed his saliva and relaxed his tone, "I didn't mean that, I just... want to is you……"

"..."

The other end of the phone fell silent again...

Wang Xunzhan didn't expect Bai Chu to say anything. After all, he is not a teenager or 20 years old. If his feelings cannot be supported by himself, and he stagnates or complains angrily if he doesn't get a response, then what right do he have to 'talk' to another person? emotion.It is precisely because of this that Wang Xunzhan is not ready to say "like" at this time, he is too dependent, the word "miss you" is gentle and tender, and only expresses his own emotions.

Raising the corner of his mouth, "Go on to sleep..." He said, relieving his embarrassment, "I'm hanging up, go back and pack my things, get ready..."

Before he finished speaking, "Are you coming back tomorrow?" Bai Chu interrupted him.

"Domestic time should be the afternoon of the day after tomorrow." Wang Xunzhan stood up, "You should rest."

"Well," Bai Chu responded, thought for a while and said, "Bon voyage."

Wang Xunzhan joked, "A headwind...with a tailwind the plane will fall into the sea."