The teenagers in the broken shimmer dance with the wind

reminisce

"I asked my uncle to help me find out." Huang Chuanhui ran from a distance with a folder in his hand, sweat was still wet on his forehead.

Everyone is here except He Zhi.

The person who was eager to open the folder heard Li Yuanzhi's question: "Isn't it good for us to do this? After all, it is his private matter."

"On the one hand, it's just gossip, but it's a good thing for us to help him after we know the truth." Zheng Nanguan didn't have any desire to spy, but couldn't help worrying: "But since there is a way to get it, it's best to take a look. Didn't you feel something was wrong last night?"

"It's the first time I've seen Cheng En like that." Chu Yun half leaned on Zheng Nanguan: "The situation is not very good."

"It's up to you." Huang Chuanhui kept opening the file in his hand: "If you want to listen, please listen, if you don't want to listen, cover your ears."

In the end, curiosity overcame morality. A circle of people gathered around the document, and after reading it for a long time, they couldn't see why.

"Don't squeeze." Huang Chuanhui jumped, organized the documents and slapped them directly on Xu Shanmu's heart: "Genius, look at it, and then tell us what's going on."

After reading it carefully, Xu Shanmu withdrew the document instead, with a serious expression on his face. He pinched the Qingming acupoint for a long while before he said, "Chuan Hui, are you sure you took it correctly?"

"Sure, it's definitely something that happened to his family before. My uncle is an old man in the serious crime team. It's easy for me to ask him to help me find out. What's going on?"

Xu Shanmu pointed at the document and said, "To put it simply, his father is a murderer. To be more specific, his father is an antisocial personality. The serial murder case a year ago was his father's imitation of Jack the Ripper. One more thing, Yue Chengen's mother also died at the hands of his father."

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Ruo Jinghong backed away in fear, Xu Qingzhou pinched his shoulders, reached out to take the document, he read it carefully to make sure that Xu Shanmu was not joking, his face was serious, and he said in thought: "You said... ...how about this?"

"Suddenly felt that I shouldn't look for the answer." Huang Chuanhui couldn't help swallowing, shuddered, and sat down on the chair, licking his lips with panic: "You say it's better if we don't see it now." a little?"

"I've seen it all, how could I pretend I didn't see it." Tao Wangyan looked at the people around him and asked hesitantly, "Should we do something?"

"What to do?" Xue Fanyuan beside him sighed, "Even if the president comes to this matter, it won't work."

"You also heard what he said last night." Li Yuanzhi folded his arms and thought deeply: "Mourning is worse than dying, he is so desperate, how can we help?"

"That can't be as if nothing happened, so just do nothing." Wan Liyou stood up: "There are so many of us, powerful and powerful, with money and effort, there must be a way to help him."

"The key is." Xu Shanmu said: "This matter is not something that power and money can handle. Unless you erase his memory, there is no room for this matter."

"My second uncle is a psychiatrist, why don't you ask him to come over and help?" Zheng Nanguan said, "Even if we want to help him, we should have a way forward. It is definitely right to listen to the opinions of professionals. .”

"Don't make a fuss about this matter." Chu Yun pressed his hand: "It's already immoral for us not to ask about self-examination, but now we have to go to a psychiatrist! There must be a limit to self-assessment, Let's figure it out for ourselves."

Li Yuanzhi's eyes fell on Xu Shanmu who looked down at the document: "What do you think?"

"Hmm..." He gave a perfunctory hum, and then fell into deep thought. When he came back to his senses, everyone was staring at him. He closed the document in front of him: "What are you staring at me for?"

"Have you figured out a solution?" Wanliyou knew him best, the young man turned his eyes slightly, and he knew what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd. Looking at it eagerly, he asked, "What should we do?"

"Don't do anything." He said directly, only to hear everyone sigh and make noise.

The young man rolled up the documents and put them in the bag he carried with him. Looking at the people approaching in the distance, he waved his hand over there: "He Zhi, have you eaten yet? Everyone said that we will go eat Haidilao together, and we will treat you when you travel."

Cheers followed the trend.

"When did I say I want to treat you?"

"For some things, it's better to come out of the mouth of the person involved." Xu Shanmu squeezed his shoulder: "I'll pay and treat the guests in your name."

"Are you rich?" Wan Liyou looked at Xu Shanmu who got up, hurriedly caught up, pulled his elbow and frowned and asked, "Where did you get the money?"

"I have money, so don't worry about it." He still had that elegant and indifferent look with warm brows and eyes.

Obviously he didn't want to say anything, so he didn't ask any more questions, and just watched Xu Shanmu often stare down at the ipad, as if he was researching something.

Recently, he also put a few English reference books beside his bed that he couldn't understand.

When passing by the food stall, everyone subconsciously glanced at it.

Life is like a play, and it must be acted when it is time to act. With an innocent look on his face, Xu Shanmu turned his head to look at He Zhi beside him, and then at Chu Yun: "Why didn't you see Yue Chengen today? Don't you have to work?"

Chu Yun choked, unable to keep up with his script for a while, and then answered honestly in a daze: "Today rest."

"Do you have any contact information? It's just that Liyou is treating guests. We usually cause him a lot of trouble, so let's invite him to come over and have hot pot together."

Watching Xu Shanmu start to perform.

Xue Fanyuan tugged on Tao Wangyan's sleeve rather entangledly: "You said... he went to the acting department, it's also a big ace."

Tao Wangyan also had chills down his spine, and said stiffly: "I have to say, I have known Shan Mu for so long, and I still don't quite understand what kind of person he is."

"The only person here who understands him is Liyou."

Under the attention of everyone, Chu Yun took out his mobile phone and called Yue Chengen. Xu Shanmu had been paying attention to the changes on He Zhi's face, and finally after a certain expression showed, he asked Chu Yun: "Why is he explain?"

"He said he would come. But later."

"I thought he wouldn't come over." Xu Qingzhou stood behind everyone and whispered, turned to look at Ruo Jinghong who was supposed to be beside her, and found that the man was leaning against the street lamp, his face was a little pale, as if Is in pain.

"what happened?"

The young man shook his head delicately, mostly calmly: "It's okay, it's just that the sun is too hot." He told a lame lie, Xu Qingzhou looked at the place where he was holding his hand, and didn't ask any more questions, where is the pain accumulated over the years? It is understandable to those of them who have never been in contact with classical dance.

The front is still lively, amidst the noise, Xu Qingzhou can't help but feel a little worried: "Do you think there is still a turning point for Yue Chengen's affairs?"

"If Shan Mu goes to do this, there must be a turning point, we just have to wait for the result." He said with absolute certainty that he seemed to have known the final point of the matter.

"You trust Shan Mu?" He raised his eyebrows: "That's all you believe?"

"I don't think he can handle this well." Ruo Jinghong eased up for a while, and the tingling pain between his bones disappeared, then he patted Xu Qingzhou's shoulder and said: "Follow up with the big troops, they are all gone, and you still have to fight with them." I'll talk."

"It's time for us to determine the theme." Xu Qingzhou reached out to hold his elbow, and said playfully: "Big dancer."

"You decide, this is your stage, I'm just here to help you. And..." He scratched his head embarrassedly: "I don't know much about those popular things."

"By the way." He asked, "I asked you last time, what did you say about the dance last time? It was red and silk."

"Yue Lao." He stretched out his hand and rubbed his arms: "It's about Yue Lao's story."

The green shadows on both sides of the strait formed the sea, and he swayed his limbs randomly between the gaps in the sunlight. His hands were like boneless silk dancing with the wind, elegant and beautiful.

"But isn't Yuelao an old man?"

"Art comes from life and is higher than life."

The acquaintance smiled and caught up with the large army over there.

In the hot pot restaurant, Zheng Nanguan sat down next to Xu Shanmu, and whispered in his ear: "What kind of medicine do you sell in the gourd?"

"What kind of medicine can I still sell?" His eyebrows were curved, dimples appeared, and his gentle smile was like a spring breeze, which made the girl who came to deliver the menu very excited. The boy took the menu: "If Yue Chengen is right on the stage How could he come here without desire? Even though he was said that way the other day, he dared to come here today, apart from thinking about the stage, what other explanation can he have?"

"Maybe he just came over for dinner."

"Call you stupid, you really are stupid." He chuckled slightly: "I won't explain it to you, you'd better wait and see the result."

He was always smiling, his eyes were bent, as if there were pear blossoms hidden in them, they were elegant and unparalleled.

Halfway through the hot pot, Yue Chengen, wearing a hat, walked in from outside the shop.

He glanced around and found them, and then walked over at their call, and everyone began to make way for him clearly.He avoids it and sits in the farthest corner.

Everyone had their own thoughts, they were all silent, they kept looking at Xu Shanmu, who was eating leisurely and enjoying himself from the corner of his eyes.

Even when it was time to check out, there was no movement from Xu Shanmu's side.

Wan Liyou always wears a hat in public and keeps a low profile. Even he couldn't understand what Xu Shanmu was thinking, so he kept asking, "What do you mean? You didn't say anything when you called him here."

"Why are you in a hurry." He still smiled, his tone was slow, like a cup of warm, bitter and fragrant Pu'er tea: "The protagonist is not in a hurry yet, why are you in a hurry."

"Who?"

"I don't believe it, that Yue Cheng'en can bear it." He laughed, but there was a bit of a child's surly air and stubbornness, just a child who was playing a prank.

"You...what do you want to do..."

"Look down and you will know."

With a smell of hot pot all over, the teenagers each have their own destinations and are ready to part ways.

But Yue Chengen called out to He Zhi.

Those who were about to part ways stopped, Xu Shanmu coughed lightly: "Aren't you busy? Are you still leaving?" He took the lead to pull Wan Liyou away.

Seeing him leave, everyone dispersed in all directions.But I can't help but keep looking back, they are all people who love to worry.

Walking to the nearby training place, Xu Shanmu was not in a hurry anymore.It was getting late, he propped himself up and jumped onto the parallel bars, and sat down skillfully like this.

Standing in place, Wanliyou looked at the dark night. There were cicadas chirping in the distance, and the music of square dancing came from a distance. With the gentle wind at hand, how could it be so pleasant.

"Instead of us being too troublesome, why don't you tell them to talk about it by themselves? Is that what you mean?" After all, Wan Liyou is the person who knows him best in the world: "You see through Yue Chengen's nostalgia for the stage, and why do you feel guilty about it?" Because of your affection, you purposely set up a dinner party in order to give them a step down."

"You got half of the answer right." He raised his chin a little stinkingly: "Anyone with a discerning eye can see why he feels guilty, and his nostalgia for the stage is also obvious, and I did give them a step. But... this The steps are not for Yue Chengen to return to the stage, and his guilt is not enough to be his courage to go on stage. I just want the two of them to talk again."

Wan Liyou liked the feeling of being with Xu Shanmu, so he continued to guess: "You hope that Yue Chengen can regain the enthusiasm in the past during the communication with He Zhi."

"Yes."

"It's too risky."

"It's not risky at all. He deliberately pretended not to know He Zhi, so that he would no longer have anything to do with the past. A good person's heart is made of flesh. He Zhi is such an enthusiastic child, how could he let go of it?" Pass him." He smiled: "But you are right, their affairs should be resolved by themselves, we are just outsiders can't help."

"Then why don't you go back and stay here."

"I want a layer of insurance."

"Insurance?"

His eyes flashed, full of calculations, his smile relaxed, and the corners of his mouth tightened: "An insurance that makes him agree to go on stage."

Wan Liyou frowned, every time Xu Shanmu showed such an expression, he would feel uneasy: "Why add this insurance."

"Take advantage of his guilt."

"what?"

Human beings have the seven emotions and six desires, are emotional animals, and are extremely easy to be exploited by others.

There were footsteps.

What he was waiting for was this moment, Xu Shanmu said with a smile: "What do you think this time? If he can't find someone to go on stage with him again, he may get zero points. If he can't go back to the main school next year, his home Shouldn't he be allowed to study music?"

An inexplicable sentence.

Under Wan Liyou's perplexed gaze, he jumped off the parallel bars and straightened his clothes: "Let's go back. We're also going to record songs."

"Ah."

Wan Liyou was wearing a hat so that people couldn't see his expression clearly, and Xu Shanmu couldn't see his expression when his back was turned to the corner. The people who stopped in the dark shook hands into fists, and they could only hear their worried words.

When those peach blossom eyes turned around and looked back, they happened to meet those guilt-filled eyes.

Wan Liyou turned his head in astonishment, pulled Xu Shanmu's elbow and said, "How did you know Yue Chengen would go this way?!" He came to a sudden: "You just said that inexplicable sentence to him?"

"You're not stupid. You're on the right track." The boy yelled at him with that lazy look again.