REMIX

I sang a song forty times, and once I made a mistake and got stuck, I would mark it on the notebook. Against his will, he looked outside the soundproof glass.

Gong Junye and I were divided into two worlds by the lights in the recording studio, seeing him sitting there and dozing off with no image made me feel extremely at ease.

Either for the sake of his good-looking sleeping appearance, or knowing that he is there, I feel that I can devote myself wholeheartedly and do things down-to-earth.Thinking backwards every second to a child, as if he was still at the age where he wanted someone to accompany him.

No, what time is it?

I looked back at the electronic clock with red numbers beating on the wall. Combined with the dryness of my throat and eyelids, it was past midnight, and the nightclub downstairs opposite was about to close, and the people who came out in groups were all people who left the venue. , Car lights flickering in the narrow streets.

When I turned my face again, I found that he was awake. I couldn't hear his voice, but I could only see his brows furrowed tightly. He took a sip of the lemon tea on the table before he relaxed. Covered by hands, only a pair of eyes looked at me.

I took off the earphones, turned off the equipment and lights in the recording studio, and my body color was the same as his.

"Finished?"

He moved the creaking joints of his neck and shoulders, his eyes were still unclear, and he didn't feel full of sleep. I drank water before I could speak, "I'm sleepy, it won't be efficient to continue like this, let's talk about it tomorrow."

But both of them are so exhausted, they can't play the floor in the recording studio.

Thinking about it, I can make do with sleeping on the sofa by myself. If we want our pampered young master to sleep on the floor, let alone him, I won't let it go.

"You can't drive like this, where can you sleep?"

I swept the empty jug into the wastebasket, and he grabbed it by the wrist and pulled it into his arms. He rubbed his lips affectionately from behind the ear to the neck, "...you know."

"I've booked a room in the hotel next door."

I followed him downstairs to a themed hotel less than 100 meters away.The two receptionists at the front desk perked up when they saw the two of us, and couldn't hide the hotness in their eyes: "Yes... it's the double bed room that you two booked!"

I turned my face away and nodded against the empty wall.

However, the sequel they were eagerly awaiting never happened, and the two of us really just slept.

As soon as I touched the bed, I was in a trance, listening to the sound of water splashing when he was taking a shower in the bathroom, white light like veil came out of the frosted glass, after a while the sound of water stopped, the door slid open, and the bed behind me sank together. Then came the body that was pressed against him, lingering with unevaporated water vapor, warm breath, hugged my waist and moved towards him, kissed my side face, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

My heart trembled, as if I was in a still pool of water in sleep, my thoughts were disturbed by this sentence, I turned over to face him, collected myself, and asked, "How many... lovers have you had? "

I don't know if it's the right word to use.

His closed eyes were half opened, revealing the thick black eyelashes. Usually, his gaze was full of emotion and coercion, and this look made him look closer.The line of his lips was bent, and he was smiling: "Countless."

"Then why did you break up?"

"Various reasons." He stretched out his arms for me to sleep on. "It's more reasonable that the transaction where everyone gets what they need is over, and they break up peacefully. There are also those who love hysterically at every turn. Others are in the middle of the drama, and I have already Get out of the way."

He said this without any intention of showing off, his eyes were still fixed on me, knowing that I still had something to say.

"You're my... first love. So I can't compare you to my ex or anyone else."

Probably because it is rare to have such an intimate conversation head to head. I said this so coherently that I couldn't believe it, and I just said frankly what I wanted to say all the time.

"But I know how to come first, first come first." I patted the sheets under my body that exude the scent of fabric softener, "Now that you are with me, I will definitely treat you well."

The vocal cords are a bit overused today, and I cleared my throat to finish the last sentence, "You asked me to tell you about myself, and I did, thank you for listening."

After a long time, he replaced the due answer with a kiss.The kiss was not deep, and the short kiss was less than one centimeter away, and then kissed again. This kind of kiss is particularly sensational, but it can't make people have any evil thoughts.Even if I want to use my lower body to think, I'm still wrapped in that honey-like sweet touch, and I can't move.

"That's great baby," he patted me on the back, "I'll try my best too."

When I woke up, there was the sound of the store opening downstairs. I slept very full, as if the battery was fully charged, I got up and took a bath that would help me wake up. Gong Junye took advantage of my bath time to buy After breakfast, there was only KFC nearby. It was nothing special to taste the Panini that was advertised every day. I drank the winter melon tea he bought to moisten my throat and went back to the recording studio. He was the driver who came to pick me up and turned around. , Back to the company.

The rest of the day is recording songs.

Ignoring the small twists and turns of the harmonies, the recording process was quite smooth, because I wanted to pursue the best effect, I recorded three versions with modifications in the details, and left it to Fei Na and the others to decide after weighing. It's their job now.

This is the end of my work. This song "Nian Po" plus the other four songs by Fei Na made a mini-album and sold it to the record company. After the completion, she asked me to apply for a bank card. Send me money.

It just so happened that morning I just received the college admission letter by courier, which contained the new unified bank card of the school, so I sent her the card number by the way, waiting to get the first "big money" I earned from singing in my life.

As soon as I got excited, I rolled back and forth on the freshly polished wooden floor in the corridor on the second floor. I was so stupid.

In the afternoon, Fei Na sent another text message asking me to go to the bank to check if I had received the account. I have too much style, and I only have one simple and crude idea, that is, I will spend money on whoever I like.

How natural.

After estimating the amount of tuition and living expenses for the new semester, I can freely use the remaining considerable part, so I immediately called Gong Junye and asked him if he would have time to go shopping with me as a consultant.

As for what to buy for the date, according to the rules of the world, I have to keep it secret.