Laughing astray

When the first performance was over, Cong Xiaoyi's phone started vibrating in his pocket, Yan Zihan called, Cong Xiaoyi quickly picked it up, and at the same time looked in Yan Zihan's direction, the seat was empty and there was no one there.

"What's wrong?" Cong Xiaoyi asked in a low voice.

"Where's you?" Yan Zihan sounded anxious.

"It's behind you." Cong Xiao lowered his voice, but he was afraid that Yan Zihan on the other side of the phone wouldn't be able to hear him.

"Come backstage, the performers are all in the backstage, I thought you didn't come."

"what…"

There were students who were going to perform in the backstage, all of them were dressed up and dressed brightly. Cong Xiaoyi suddenly remembered a big event when he walked backstage. Seeing Yan Zihan who was answering the phone, he didn't care about anything, and walked quickly Run over, "Show costumes!"

Yan Zihan hung up the phone after chatting for a while, "What costume?"

"The costumes prepared by Lao Banrang!" Cong Xiao raised his volume, "Forgot!"

"Fuck?" Yan Zihan was a little unresponsive, and only after Cong Xiao finished talking did he retrieve a little bit of memory about the costumes, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Didn't I forget it?" Cong Xiaoyi frowned, "Why don't you discuss with me about changing the order."

"Where can I borrow it now?" Yan Zihan also frowned, looked at Cong Xiaoyi who was wearing a tracksuit in front of him, "This is not bad, let's go like this,"

"Whatever..." Cong Xiaoyi felt a little unhappy, Yan Zihan has been busy with school affairs for the past two days, and now he is the only one left behind, feeling a little awkward.

"What's wrong?" Yan Zihan could see that Cong Xiaoyi was a little unhappy, and asked in a low voice.

Cong Xiaoyi felt that he was a bit vexatious, it didn't matter what clothes he wore or not, he was handsome in a mess, and he didn't intend to voluntarily participate in the school celebration before, but now he was going to perform by mistake, "It's okay, you... "

Yan Zihan's cell phone suddenly remembered, before Cong Xiao finished speaking, he saw Yan Zihan make a gesture for him, and walked aside to answer the phone.

Cong Xiaoyi randomly found a seat and waited, vaguely heard that the third performance was about to finish, Yan Zihan didn't know what he said on the phone, the brows that had been frowned just now relaxed, hung up the phone quickly and came over , "Is it almost your time?"

"Ah..." Cong Xiao nodded, "Why do you feel a little wrong sitting here?"

"That's right." Yan Zihan squeezed Cong Xiaoyi's fingers, "I'll go out and play, and I'll cheer for the show later."

"Why are you going?" Cong Xiaoyi took Yan Zihan's hand, "Aren't you going to watch my performance?"

There was applause in the ears, and the host began to announce the show, and when he asked Cong Xiaoyi to prepare, Yan Zihan shook Cong Xiaoyi's hand as if to appease him, "There is something wrong with the props, I will be back soon. "

"Okay..." Cong Xiaoyi let go of his hand, "Then hurry up."

"Row."

Seeing that Yan Zihan was no longer in the backstage, Cong Xiaoyi realized that his palms were sweating. Compared with the rehearsal, this time he was really performing in front of the whole school. Compared to being nervous, he couldn’t describe how uncomfortable he was. The host called When his name was called, a student in the background also started calling him at the same time, Cong Xiao stood up and walked over.

He is now separated from the stage by only a curtain.

There was welcome applause outside, and Cong Xiao rubbed his hands on his trousers. Wearing this sportswear that was not deliberately prepared but just turned out at random, he took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to lift the curtain.

It only took a few steps to walk in front of the piano, but Cong Xiaoyi felt that his body had a special function. Seeing Liulu and listening to all directions, he heard all the movements clearly in his ears, and he didn't feel it until his butt was on the seat.

Cong Xiao put one hand on the keys, and the stage below was basically quiet. He turned his head and looked down the stage.

Yan Zihan's seat was empty.

Old Ban was sitting in the first row, next to Lao Xiong, both of them were full of smiles, Ma Xuanyu and Yang Yi were sitting in a row behind, Wang Bin nearly stood up holding his mobile phone.

But Yan Zihan was not there.

It doesn't take long to finish playing a piece of music, but Cong Xiaoyi still feels that it has passed for a long time, one note after another seems to cross thousands of rivers and mountains, until the last note falls, Cong Xiaoyi seems to have passed through centuries Standing up, bowing to the applauding students and the teacher, when looking up by the way.

Yan Zihan was still not there.

When he walked backstage, no one came to greet him. Everyone was busy with their own business. Cong Xiaoyi seemed to simply pass by. Backstage, Cong Xiaoyi stood there for a while.

Now I understand why Lao Ban didn't insist on objecting when he asked him to play the piano. It was because Yan Zihan wanted to show his best strength in front of Yan Zihan, and wanted to show him his most handsome appearance in front of Yan Zihan. He wanted Yan Zihan to know his newest self.

This is different from the rehearsal, he is still the same as the day of the rehearsal, and he played a syllable correctly, but on this most important occasion, only the person he cares about the most is not there.

More loss than discomfort.

When Wang Bin called, Cong Xiaoyi had just walked out of the backstage, "Where is it?"

"Get ready to go, what's the matter?" Cong Xiao asked.

"Should we go to eat?" Wang Bin and Ma Xuanyu had already left the venue, and his voice was much louder, "I'm starving to death."

"You don't want to watch it?" Cong Xiaoyi quickened his pace.

"What are you watching!" Wang Bin said, "I only come here to see you have a performance. Otherwise, if it's so boring, who will come to see it?"

Cong Xiaoyi used his strength to hold the phone, "I'll go over now, let's eat first."

"Ah..." Wang Bin agreed on the phone, "Where is your brother Yan? When will it be over?"

"I don't know." Cong Xiao said, going down the stairs, "He wasn't here just now."

"That's all right." Wang Bin didn't realize that there was something in Cong Xiaoyi's words, so he said carelessly, "Then let's go first and come back when he is done."

Ma Xuanyu and the others were already waiting on the playground. Cong Xiao went over to discuss what to eat, and finally decided on the newly opened skewer restaurant around the school. The old class said last time that there would be a group photo afterwards, so he didn’t dare to leave. Too far, after all, the process cannot be less.

When walking towards the school gate, Cong Xiao saw Yan Zihan standing at the school gate talking to others from a long distance away. The man opposite Yan Zihan was too far away. Dressed in a fashionable way, Wang Bin pointed, "Isn't that your Brother Yan...what are you doing there?"

There were three people standing behind Yan Zihan and the man, and they were carrying a large box, which looked quite heavy. Cong Xiao remembered that Yan Zihan had said something wrong just now, so this should be a prop that someone is going to use.

To spend so much time and experience just to get this thing?

In fact, when he saw Yan Zihan, the grievances and unhappiness in his heart had long since disappeared, so Yan Zihan was such an existence to him. Everyone was present, and Cong Xiaoyi didn't have a gloomy face. He quickened his pace and walked towards Yan Zihan.

What did the man say to Yan Zihan?

What the fuck?

The author has something to say: I will continue tomorrow, I will finish the two chapters today, I am too sleepy, I have to catch up on sleep, after all, I am an elderly person... Thank you, little angel, for your support, I love you all, okay?