back edge

The residence was not far from the school, and Xie Jingnian didn't have many things, so the two of them moved back and forth for an afternoon, and they basically got everything done.

A lot of things were missing in the room, Ji Guanfeng and Zhao Zheyin were particularly reluctant, lying on the doorway pretending to cry for a long time, attracting people from other dormitories to come to watch for no reason.

Wang Jing is an honest person, he gave Xie Jingnian all the box of meat sauce he brought from home, and asked him to take it home to eat with bibimbap.

"After you left, the dormitory is not popular anymore." Zhao Zheyin looked at the somewhat empty dormitory, wiped his eyes, "Remember to come back often..."

Xie Jingnian interrupted him dumbfounded: "I'm just not in the dormitory on Saturday and Sunday."

After leaving the school, Xie Jingnian and Chen Xie came to the practice room according to the address given by Zhou Yantong. The rent was also collected by the hour, which was slightly more expensive than the previous one, but it was within the normal range.

The environment is good, and the sound insulation is also good. Seeing Chen Xi's expression, Xie Jingnian feels that he is quite satisfied.

"By the way, brother, our new drummer will be here soon." Zhou Yantong sat on a chair and took a sip of hot water, "It just so happens that you two know each other."

Xie Jingnian responded, subconsciously raised his head to look at Chen Xi.

Chen Xi pinched the back of his neck and said: "Don't associate with him."

Xie Jingnian listened to everything Chen Xi said, but this time he saw Liu Yuheng's face and didn't even want to say a word to him.

This person beat Brother Jiu before, injured him, and even scolded him——

"Hello, my name is Liu Yuheng."

Xie Jingnian glanced at the hand he extended, but didn't shake it with him, lowered his head and only said his name: "Xie Jingnian."

Liu Yuheng thought he was shy and embarrassed, so he didn't take it seriously.

It wasn't until rehearsing together later that he saw some clues.

Xie Jingnian didn't get along well with him, either because he was blaming him for slow drumming, or because he deliberately procrastinated for a few beats, sincerely trying to make him unhappy.

Zhou Yantong defended Xie Jingnian, saying that he didn't play guitar for long.

At first glance, Xie Jingnian's skills did not look like a novice, but Liu Yuheng couldn't say anything, so he could only swallow his anger and rearrange.

He, Liu Yuheng, is very angry. When has he ever been so angry?

"What do you mean? If you don't like it, I'll just say it." Taking advantage of Zhou Yantong and Chen Xi's absence, Liu Yuheng held Xie Jingnian's collar and blocked people in the corner. Are you bothered?"

Xie Jingnian glanced at Liu Yuheng's white knuckles, and replied unhurriedly: "I just can't understand you."

This development was probably different from what Liu Yuheng had expected. He was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say.

"Give me a reason." Liu Yuheng said.

"Let go." Xie Jingnian squeezed Liu Yuheng's wrist, leaving a circle of red marks on his skin.

It wasn't until Liu Yuheng was in pain that he withdrew his hand and moved away from the corner.

"You injured brother Xiu before." Xie Jingnian said.

"Huh?" Liu Yuheng didn't know the relationship between Xie Jingnian and Chen Xie, and felt annoyed and amused by his childish reason, "Then your brother Xie also beat you back later, my face was swollen for several days, and my buttocks were also swollen. I didn't dare to sit down all day..."

Xie Jingnian glanced at him while holding the guitar, but stopped talking to him.

In fact, Xie Jingnian hated Liu Yuheng quite a lot. Apart from the fact that he had beaten the old man, his drumming skills were average, not at all comparable to the previous Yuan Fangheng.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Liu Yuheng was a little anxious, and kept telling him what happened that day, almost sticking it to Xie Jingnian's face.

"Stay away from him."

Standing at the door, Chen Kui kicked a stool over, and it slammed into Liu Yuheng's knee.The latter kneeled down directly to Xie Jingnian, and made a dull sound when his forehead hit Xie Jingnian's chair.

Zhou Yantong felt his forehead hurt when he heard it, but secretly cursed in his heart that he deserved it.

He didn't need to guess to know that Liu Yuheng would definitely not be able to swallow the pain of being tossed, and it just so happened that he bumped into the muzzle of Chen Xi's gun.

Do it yourself.

In the past, Liu Yuheng was really bad at dealing with people, so he had to have a long memory.

Xie Jingnian was dragged to the corridor, Chen Yu lightly pinched the soft flesh on his face: "I'm not telling you to avoid contact with him."

"He picked on me first." Xie Jingnian said.

Chen Xi smiled: "Really?"

"He hurt you." Being stared at by Chen Xie, Xie Jingnian licked his lips and whispered, "I don't like him."

"If you don't like it, you don't like it." Chen Xi kissed his forehead, "If he dares to recruit you, tell me, and I will teach you a lesson."

Xie Jingnian smiled and raised his head to kiss Chen Xi's chin: "Brother Jiu is the best."

What color is the flame?It is bright red.

Chen Jiu is probably its embodiment, licking Xie Jingnian's heart warmly and recklessly, yet so gentle that it makes people throb.

Every time he performs on stage, Xie Jingnian always puts his eyes on Chen Xi, this man is like his tranquilizer, just standing there can dispel all his anxiety and give him a steady stream of strength.

With the increase in the number of performances, the solo of the guitarist Xie Jingnian has almost become a must-play repertoire.

Xie Jingnian enjoyed the lights gathered above his head, enjoyed the roar of the audience, and even more enjoyed Chen Xiu's gaze on him.

This was probably the only chance for Chen Xi to be aboveboard and watch him for a long time on stage.

As fierce and possessive as a wolf.

Xie Jingnian fell in love with Chen Xi's gaze on him, making one almost drown in that deep darkness.

His knuckles trembled, and the pick was wet and slippery with sweat between his fingers, and he almost dropped it from his hand several times.

When the song was about to end, Chen Xi took down the microphone from the microphone stand. He was tall and had long legs, and he rushed to Xie Jingnian in two steps, bringing a gust of hot wind.

He pulled Xie Jingnian's arm and let his hand touch his chest.The heartbeat and the sound of the drums merged into one, transmitted from the palm of the hand, calm and powerful, but also restless like a wild beast.

Xie Jingnian's hand was held by Chen Yu, stuck to the fabric of the clothes, and moved down from his chest until his fingertips touched Chen Yu's belt, the touch became hard, with the unique softness of leather.

Xie Jingnian's scalp went numb from this somewhat ambiguous action.By the time Chen Xie let go, the sweat from Xie Jingnian's palm had already soaked into the fabric of his jacket.

After the performance, they were half-drunk in the tavern, their cheeks were flushed, only Xie Jingnian was sober.

Chen Xi was not drunk, he was slightly tipsy, hugged Xie Jingnian tightly, his scorching breath sprayed on his smooth neck, the heat gradually spread, and infected Xie Jingnian's whole body.

He stroked the thorny stubble on the back of Chen Xi's head, and said in a low voice, "Brother Jiu, shall we go home?"

"Huh?" Chen Kui rubbed his shoulder, his eyelashes brushed against Xie Jingnian's collarbone, itching.

"Let's go home." Xie Jingnian said again.

Chen Xi reacted for a while, sat up with the back of the chair, squinted his eyes and touched the clothes of himself and Xie Jingnian from the side, and put Zhou Yantong's gloves on his hands.

Xie Jingnian asked him what Zhou Yantong would do if he wore gloves for himself.

Chen Xi glanced at Zhou Yantong who was lying on the table and sleeping soundly head-to-head with Liu Yuheng, and said indifferently, don't worry about him.

The two of them walked back along the river, and the wind blowing was even colder, and within a few steps, Chen Xi was blown away, and most of the wine was sober.

He opened the zipper of the down jacket, hugged Xie Jingnian from behind and wrapped him in: "Is it warm?"

Xie Jingnian was hugged by Chen Xi and walked forward, swaying from side to side like a penguin, the shadow under his feet merged with the shadow of the roadside, and soon turned to the other side, reflected on the white zebra crossing.

"It's very warm." Xie Jingnian held Chen Xi's hand in his clothes, put his fingertips into his palm and scratched it gently, and suddenly remembered the two people who were still sleeping in the tavern, "Let's take Brother Yan Is it okay to throw it there with Liu Yuheng?"

"Why aren't you called a drummer?" Chen Xi joked that he didn't like Liu Yuheng before and always called him a drummer.

Xie Jingnian was annoying Liu Yuheng to death.But he couldn't stand it, and he secretly played drums and cried alone in the practice room in the middle of the night.Xie Jingnian liked to cry very much, but he never could see others cry.

Under the light, Liu Yuheng cried until his eyes were swollen, clutching the drum stick tightly in his hand, and still threatened Xie Jingnian, saying that if he dared to tell the story today, he would die.

The cold wind from the river was blowing towards him, Xie Jingnian blinked, his eyelids were a little stiff: "He doesn't play drums well."

Chen Xi smiled, but didn't speak.

"You haven't answered me yet." Xie Jingnian licked his dry lips, "I asked you first."

"The owner of the tavern is Zhou Yantong's friend." Chen Xi said, "Two living people can't be lost."

Xie Jingnian understood for a while, his head was not bright after being poured into the cold wind, and his reaction was also slow.After pondering for a long time, he finally came up with the product. Chen Xi's implication was that he was worrying.

He broke free from Chen Xi's grasp in a fit of anger, and was no longer held by others.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xi asked.

Xie Jingnian said: "I'm angry."

Chen Xi smiled softly, rubbed his cheek with the tip of his nose, and thrust his big hands into Xie Jingnian's, "I'm cold."

Without hesitation, Xie Jingnian quietly raised the corner of his mouth and held one of Chen Kui's fingers.

It was Brother Jiu who insisted on covering his hands.