Memory Chaser - Mayday Fans

Ashin woke up in the middle of the night. Although his sleep quality has always been poor, he would sleep very deeply after being tired.

He woke up suddenly, which surprised him.

Reaching out for the mobile phone on the bedside table, there is all the information Shen Mo gave him on Jingxuan, including contact information and work, private address, private email address and so on.

Ashin thought, probably only his mobile phone number and private email address can be used by him.Work and private residence addresses... Ashin searched the Internet a little bit, and felt that these two addresses were not places he could enter.

Ashin turned on the phone, hesitating whether to send a message to Jingxuan.

What should be the first message?

Will Jingxuan watch it?Will you reply?Will he be willing to come out and meet me?

Ashin's uneasy turning over is for my reputation?Don't want to put me in a dilemma because of his identity?

Ashin looked out the window, the moonlight was very good tonight, the silvery moonlight shone through the curtains of the hotel, covering him gently.

Ashin raised his right hand, the palm prints on his palm were not clear under the moonlight.But Ashin seems to be able to see the bones, blood, veins, and texture of this hand.This hand is my hand when I am almost 40 years old. It seems to be the same as when I was 20 years old?

But is there really no difference?

He remembers that when he was young, his hands were actually much rougher than they are now. At that time, he was holding paintbrushes, moving musical instruments, and busying himself on the mixing console every day.He still remembers that when he was in his twenties, he went to Japan to save money and painted posters for several months, and his index finger was blistered.At that time, I seemed to be full of energy every day, and I would immediately do whatever I thought of.Would my 20-year-old self do such a foolish act of lying in bed debating whether to send a text message?

He once said on Weibo: "At the age of 38, there are still so many novel things to experience. It is a great life."

He couldn't imagine what Jing Xuan felt when he saw this Weibo,

At the age of 38, Ah Xin was writhing with sharp pain. For the first time, he sincerely hoped that there would be a time machine to go back to the past and let him say to himself 20 years ago: "You have a younger brother, you have to find him. "

At the age of 38, half of his life is almost over. Even if he can live to be 80 years old, how long can he be with Jing Xuan? Even if he uses all the remaining time to make up for it, how much can he make up for?

At 38, he is old.

The next day, Ashin woke up with big dark circles under his eyes, and he looked dazed and lethargic.Everyone sympathized with the impact he had suffered during this period, and tried not to bother him or let work matters bother him.He just stood alone in the corridor and watched everyone busy, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Let's go, let's go to the airport." Shitou pushed the distracted man by the door, and asked worriedly, "You don't look well, are you okay?"

Ashin shook his head, paused for a while, seemed to have made up his mind, raised his head and said to everyone: "I'm sorry everyone, I... plan to stay for a few more days. I can do it by myself"

Everyone glanced at each other, as if they were not surprised by this decision.Everyone has an expression of: I knew you would do this a long time ago

"Leave an assistant to help you, you can't do it alone," the monster suggested.

Ashin thought for a while, then shook his head and refused: "Forget it, you know that their kind of work is so confidential, I am worried that Shen Mo will have concerns if there is one more person."

"No!" The monster was very firm.

Ashin smiled helplessly: "Don't worry, it's not that I can't take care of myself, I can take good care of myself."

"But how do you go out?" The monster was anxious, "Your face is full of people who don't recognize you?"

Ah Xin complained that yesterday Sha Bailing had no idea what we were doing.

But when he said it, it was estimated that the monster would jump, so he had to appease the other party.

"Don't worry about this," Ashin explained, "I can ask my colleagues in Shanghai to help me, and Shen Mo can also help me." This is the first time in so many years that Mayday did not return to Taiwan together after the performance in other places.

Ashin stopped hesitating, picked up his phone and dialed Xia Jingxuan's number directly.

After a while of busy tone, a deep and familiar male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, who is it?"

Ashin's eyes widened in surprise, and his breathing became short of breath.

After waiting for a long time without hearing an answer, the other end of the phone asked again in doubt.

"Hey?"

Ashin settled down, and finally said: "Jingxuan, it's me, Ashin."

Even the sound of breathing on the other side of the phone seemed to have stopped.

"Can we see each other?" During the ten-thousand-person concert, Ashin felt that his palms were sweating. "I just want to meet you. I don't have any other intentions. Can I?"

Ashin couldn't remember the last time he spoke in such an almost pleading tone, and his only thought now was that Jing Xuan should not hang up his phone.

But there was no sound from the other end of the phone, and the air was so frozen that Ashin almost despaired.

In fact, Jingxuan was in a meeting when Ashin called. When they were busy, they held meetings day and night, and they didn't even have time to connect to the phone. If it wasn't a confidential call, they would answer it directly in front of their colleagues. up.

But the subordinates found that their Director Xia stopped, completely stopped.He didn't flip through the documents, just stood there, propped up on the table, his eyes, which had never seen any emotion, seemed to be filled with water at this moment.

Everyone also stopped what they were doing.

Jing Xuan knew that he had lost his composure, so he gestured to his colleagues and went out to answer the phone.

Walking to a corner where no one was around, to calm down a little, Jing Xuan asked on the phone, "Why? Why do you want to see me?"

Ashin was puzzled: "Shouldn't I see you? I'm your brother."

Jing Xuan couldn't help laughing: "Yes, you are my brother, we met, then what?"

Ashin was also stunned: "Then? Then I will take care of you, and we can live together."

Jing Xuan's heart trembled when he heard it, his body seemed to be warmed by the flames.

This man was more innocent than he imagined.

Jing Xuan said with difficulty: "Mr. Ashin knows my identity and my job, do you still want to see me?"

Jingxuan's job?Ashin knows what Jingxuan is worried about. Jingxuan is a public official in mainland China. With such a delicate situation on both sides of the strait, once his relationship with Jingxuan is discovered, the pressure on him can be imagined.

Ashin can't say that he doesn't care at all, but so what!For the sake of possible suffering, do we have to forget our own responsibilities and live with no conscience?

What's more, there is always a solution to things!

Ashin's tone was extremely firm: "Of course I know, but I still want to see you."

Jing Xuan laughed suddenly on the other end of the phone, and Ashin was at a loss.

"Why?" Jing Xuan said, "Did Mr. Ashin hear something from Shen Mona? Or you, you are pitying me."

"I..." Ashin was at a loss for words for a while, what Jing Xuan said was not wrong, after listening to Shen Mo's description of their situation from childhood to adulthood, it is impossible for Ashin to not have sympathy, but this is not all.

Xia Jingxuan said coldly: "I don't need anyone's sympathy, especially you, Mr. Chen, if you don't understand people's words, I don't mind saying it a hundred times, a thousand times. I don't need a brother who hasn't seen for more than 30 years , and don’t need any inexplicable concern, since you have so many hearts of the Virgin Mary and nowhere to put them, wouldn’t it be better to donate more money to the vulnerable groups. Please don’t bother me again!”

After Jing Xuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Ashin was stunned for a few minutes before he came back to his senses. It was the first time he had been abused so harshly since he was a child, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

Pulling the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, he smiled wryly at himself.

He dialed back the phone again.

Xia Jingxuan was about to step into the conference room, seeing the caller ID, couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the phone and cursed: "What the hell are you doing!".

Before he could continue, Ashin cut off his words loudly, "Why do you have to see you! What about you! Why do you help me again and again, why do you help me block Gu Xie, he threatens me and locks you up again?" P thing! You said it!"

Ah Xin adopted the tone that he only used when he sang high notes. His voice was so loud that he was so loud that his brain was starved of oxygen, and he felt dizzy for a while.

What he didn't know was that Jing Xuan on the other end of the phone supported the door frame with his hand, which was also precarious.

"Tell me" Ashin's voice was unconsciously stained with tears, "My phone number, my address, my email address, everything about me, why are you so clear, when Gu Xie threatened me, why were you so quick?" Intervene, why did you catch the person who framed me for hiding drugs so quickly? If you hadn't been looking after me, how could you have done this in such a short period of time!"

Ashin felt himself crying, and his hands were shaking so much that he could hardly grab the phone: "How did you get here after all these years?"

Hearing the faint sobs coming from the phone, Xia Jingxuan's hands were tightly gripping the door frame, his head was lowered, his body seemed to be filled with cement, and he couldn't move.

The colleagues in the office felt that the situation was really wrong, and someone reached out to help him worriedly. When he touched the colleague's arm, Xia Jingxuan suddenly came back to his senses.

He stood up, covered his eyes with his hands, and shook his head at his colleagues to indicate that they were fine.

For a long time, he just stood there without moving, until he realized that the uncontrollable sobs on the other end of the phone became more and more obvious, and he suddenly understood.

Ashin is suffering from great pain, which stems from guilt towards himself, and only he can relieve it.

Xia Jingxuan took a deep breath, and finally agreed: "Okay! Let's meet, you give me an address, and I will find you after work."