Dayfall

It is easy to get impulsive late at night. In fact, Li Yubai wanted to delete Moments when he woke up the next day.If it's just text, it can be interpreted as a momentary excitement, and the handwriting has a hint of meaning no matter how you look at it.

In particular, the content of those words cannot be prevaricated casually, like the ambiguity of refusal and welcome, it may be naked flirting between a man and a woman.Unable to press the delete button, Li Yubai didn't dare, fearing that He Lian would have seen that doing so would make it even more strange, so he was reluctant and convinced himself because the photo was taken well.

After struggling all morning, Li Yubai thought of dozens of methods, thinking that he could deal with all possible questions from He Lian, but they failed one by one.

He Lian didn't come to ask him, and maybe he didn't see him at all.

In the following practice and life, He Lian got along with him just like before.Li Yubai soon didn't bother to worry about the Baudelaire sentence written on the paper. Every day except practice is business, the number of fans is increasing, the popularity of each Weibo is getting higher, and the time that belongs to him is getting more and more not enough.

The day of the concert seemed to be imminent in the blink of an eye, they pushed an announcement and arrived in Ningcheng two days ahead of schedule.Before they had time to check into the hotel, they were taken to the Nan'ao Center for a rehearsal.

The lighting has not been adjusted yet, but the sound system is in place. Unfortunately, the cable is connected to the wrong line, and the microphone cannot produce sound.

The plastic stools in the infield were still piled up on one side, tall like red mountains and like burning flames.The staff shuttled through it, and they had to wait until the night before the concert to start placing them one by one, and now they will only block the way.

Li Yubai was sitting on the edge of the venue, with his long legs dangling, and looked sideways at He Lian who was communicating with the dancer.

For the anniversary, there will be a full two-hour concert, and it is not enough to rely on FALL’s new and old songs. I bought the cover rights of the old songs, and prepared solos, games and freetalk.

Because there is no cue process for the host, how to connect the various links in the middle needs to be communicated urgently——Pei Mian refused to be the host, and Gu Suilai, who should have been well-spoken, refused, saying that his gums were inflamed, and Li Yubai made cold words At least, Jiang Zhuliu is not the material, and the heavy responsibility finally fell on He Lian.

On the way to the venue, he was still reciting his lines, and before the time came, he was already extremely nervous.

Maybe that's why he didn't focus on him?Li Yubai thought about it, and felt a little bit annoyed. Are you really so professional and want to save the group?

It sets off that I am too unprofessional.

He stared intently, thinking over and over again, not noticing that He Lian's attention drifted to him at some point.The young man in a baseball cap smiled at him, then said a few words to the stage art teacher, and walked over.

From time to time in the stadium, there was a harsh sound of metal rubbing against the ground. He Lian supported himself with one hand and sat next to Li Yubai.

"I checked the lines just now, and there are some places that need to be changed. I'm not sure...can you take a look for me?" He said eagerly, and handed the paper he had been clutching to Li Yubai.

Li Yubai said yes, take it and take a look.

The horizontal grid is the same as the homework paper, but the writing is not as well-behaved as the students.Apart from the signature, it was the first time he saw He Lian's handwriting, practicing pens, small marks, symbols that only he could understand, mixed with a few English words from time to time, which should be his familiar expressions, circled the key points with a red pen, A small triangle is added below the place that cannot be missed.

There is a very long host speech, in the middle of the performance of "Cynics" and thanking fans.Chen Ge found him a teacher who wrote strings of words, but the writing was too awkward, and He Lian made a lot of marks.

There was also a miserable crying face drawn next to it, Li Yubai saw it and burst out laughing.

"Let me help you change it." He said, spreading his hand towards He Lian, and a marker pen would be presented in the next second.

Using both ends, one thick and the other thin, Li Yubai took off the cap of the pen biting his teeth, and did not put it aside. With this gesture, he quickly scribbled out a few lengthy sentences, and rewrote them scribbled on the side.

He Lian said: "I knew it was right to look for you, Brother Mian and the others definitely won't succeed."

Li Yubai bit the plastic shell in his mouth, and spoke vaguely: "Don't wear a high hat, the whole fan circle knows that I used to be a science student."

"Science students will be killed if they get romantic." He Lian said something.

A few lines of small characters in vermilion, the more you write, the more you go down.The pen flicked across the slightly rough paper, and it was about to reach the bottom. A row of fine letters emerged from the shadows with dull outlines.

He Lian couldn't sit still suddenly, he raised his hand to cover half of his face, blinked, stood up and looked around.

Li Yubai didn't look up, but frowned: "Where are you going?"

It just so happened that the dance art teacher was passing by, He Lian grabbed the straw and said "I have something to ask the teacher about the rhythm of the middle of the solo", and ran away in two or three steps.

Just like every time they were alone, in the end either they went in and out together or one of them ran away.From the corner of his eyes, Li Yubai saw that He Lian really stopped the teacher and began to ask, his eyelashes drooped heavily, and the light-dark boundary line of the stage covered the smile on his mouth and the red ear that was close to He Lian just now.

I'll let you go this time, Li Yubai thought, focusing on the matter at hand.

He is not good at text descriptions, but he has some experience in hosting speeches. He ghostwritten for his roommate who was the president of the student union when he was in college.Li Yubai accidentally mentioned this to He Lian, but he remembered it, and one day he would be able to write these sour lines for He Lian again.

"... Next." Li Yubai read in a low voice, the tip of his pen paused.

All the lights that were being adjusted were suddenly turned on at this moment, and the spotlights hit Li Yubai's eyes directly.He couldn't help turning his back to avoid too strong light.

But the entire stage was shrouded in lights, which were too bright, making it impossible to hide all the secret words.

Li Yubai closed his eyes, and finally got used to the light turning from dark to bright.His writing hand was about to continue, when the unclear lines of small characters were reflected in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Written at the bottom of the lined paper, it is about the size of a slender leg of a mosquito and a fly, so you can't find it unless you look carefully.

He is a little short-sighted, it looks like a light red mass, and if you get closer——

Jet'aimed'autantplus,belle,quetumefuis

French.

He met Baudelaire.

Li Yubai was stunned at first, and then he thought about it before he understood the meaning of this sentence.Raising his head in panic, the back of He Lian, who was talking to the dance teacher, looked so normal.

The handwriting was He Lian's. How did the other party know that he had learned this language?He mentioned the bar on Sichuan East Road. It was the time when he was most obsessed with this romantic language. He sang and sang around, and even learned the name Ringo, but he only sang that song once, and it happened to be touched by He Lian. On, what is the probability?

"White shirt, black pants, stole the lead singer's microphone."

When he said this, the salt water of the South China Sea gently rolled over the silver sand beach at midnight, and two flames and two waves were reflected in his slightly drooping eyes.

Li Yubai remembered that day, even though he said to He Lian, "I don't remember".

He folded the unfinished host speech together with the lined paper and stuffed it into his pocket. Li Yubai walked towards the backstage in a muffled voice. Behind him, the bright scene returned to silence.

He didn't see He Lian's gaze, which was brighter than the lamp.

"Why is Brother Bai here?" Jiang Zhuliu was on the phone when Li Yubai suddenly appeared, and he hung up hastily.

Normally, he would definitely break the casserole and ask the end, otherwise he would have to ridicule Jiang Zhuliu. Li Yubai lost his interest this day, and that sentence seemed to be jumping at his fingertips repeatedly, which confused him .

He said that I drank some water, picked up the mineral water bottle next to it, took off the lid, and poured myself in an attempt to hide it.

There was no smoke or alcohol, and the cold water was poured into the stomach, which barely had a calming effect.Li Yubai sat aside in frustration, wondering what He Lian meant.

To be an idol well, why do you have to tease yourself, write that sentence, and respond to him speciously?

If you want to fall in love, why do you always hope that the combination will become popular, and it is very exciting to be stared at by so many eyes?

The incompatibility of the two is a long-term conclusion. He intends to break the rules and cannot find a better way.

FALL became more and more popular as He Lian wished, but within half a year, their gloomy first half has been forgotten, and no one has ever mentioned it.Occasionally it was mentioned, and it was explained back in a friendly manner by fans.

The fans and the company tacitly agreed to use "retreat" and "practice" to deceive the public. Isn't it for the sake of fewer flaws, and can this road be safe?

Li Yubai clenched the paper in his pocket, and murmured aloud, like a line of mysterious incantation, at the end he released the beast that represented the unknown desire locked in his heart.

It's beautiful, dangerous, and full of temptation.

"Love" is its name.

The small characters at the bottom read: "The more you run away, the more I love you."

The light bulb above his head flickered, and Jiang Zhuliu seemed to have gone out, calling Gu Sui's name.Li Yubai let out a long breath, trying to calm his heartbeat, his throat was tight and painful as if it was being choked.

His pursuit collapsed at this moment, but quickly rebuilt another attachment.

Is He Lian confessing?

In the next second, the owner of the name he had read knocked on the open door three times: "Brother Bai, can I go in?"

"Huh? Okay." Li Yubai woke up like a dream. He held the mineral water bottle, took out the crumpled paper and flattened it, and explained in a panic, "I just made it uneven. I will press it for you a few times. It may be possible tomorrow. I still need to use..."

"It's okay, you can keep it." He Lian said, looking at him with calm eyes.

Li Yubai remained silent, and He Lian sat over, with his shoulder touching his shoulder.This ordinary distance has bred feelings for no reason. It grows wildly, like a seed that has been buried for more than [-] years and finally sees the sun, and can't wait to swear a sense of existence.The place of contact began to heat up, along with He Lian's face.

He looked at He Lian, and asked like a ghost, "Is it hot?"

He Lian stared blankly at Li Yubai, and even forgot to shake his head.

The backstage has not yet been set up, there is only a crude prototype, and the curtains are rolled up in a mess and piled up in the corner.There is no air conditioner, and the rainy season in the Yangtze River Delta Plain at the end of July has passed, but there is still a little humidity, which is disturbed by the high temperature and makes people feel uneasy. Sitting quietly, there is a hot sweat on the back of the neck.

When he was close, he smelled He Lian's scent. After a busy night, it didn't smell very good, but he began to be fascinated.That black Tee seemed to be worn when I met him in winter, with the same red star.

The voice outside was far away, and He Lian was very close to him.

No one speaks.

Li Yubai suddenly covered He Lian's hand, firmly grasped his wrist, as if pinning him to the table, and then pressed He Lian's back with the other hand.He didn't have time for He Lian to utter any questioning words, so he bit the other party's lips.

It was biting first, and then it turned into a kiss after realizing that He Lian did not resist.

He licked his teeth marks.

He Lian's waist was very soft and slender, and he was surrounded by one arm, and he was able to embed him in his arms.Li Yubai kissed him like a thirsty person meeting an oasis, even if it was a mirage, he was willing to exhaust the last bit of strength to approach, he let go of He Lian's wrist, touched the red mark that he had squeezed, and parted his lips for a breath , kissed again.

He messed around, in a semi-enclosed space, he was the last person to do such a thing.

But he couldn't help it, he thought, "Xiao Lian wrote love me."

A hand gently came up from the back and patted his back. Li Yubai took this as a response, and stuck his tongue in, wrapped around He Lian's, and licked his sharp canine tooth.The dull pain was actually not very clear, it stimulated the senses and made him more and more thirsty. There was a small gasp next to his ear, which was breathing and laughing.

The kiss wasn't frenzied, but it was strong. In the end, he almost pressed He Lian, supporting the weight of the two with one hand, so that He Lian wouldn't fall backward until he fell on the table full of props.

They broke an unlit light bulb, and there was a "pop" sound, and then He Lian cried out in pain.

Li Yubai let him go, held up He Lian's hand to look, the glass shards were scratched a little, the wound was very small, and the bright red flesh was turned over, it was not scary under the warm light.

Li Yubai nodded, kissed He Lian's tongue and licked the tiny scar.

There is no rusty smell of blood, but it is salty, reminding him of boundless sea water.

He felt fooled again, and let He Lian go hastily.Li Yubai didn't stand, but sat in the distance, casually grabbing a small piece of curtain beside the table that they had made even more messy.

It should be said that he impulsively broke the layer of paper.But Li Yubai didn't admit that he was the instigator, and the two of them were like a fuse that was lit on both sides, and they jointly detonated the fiery trees and silver flowers in the sky.

"You understand." He Lian said, hooking his fingers.

Li Yubai wanted to laugh, but his face was sullen: "Nonsense."

He Lian was more frank than him, with crooked eyes and crooked lips after kissing: "I thought you forgot, I thought... If he didn't understand, what should I say? I will ask you, SOLO Which song will be chosen?"

"It's two out of three." Li Yubai reminded.

"Well, it's two out of three."

"NuncaEsSuficiente, Amireux, Lavinenrose." Li Yubai said that his program list is carefully thought out but for the sake of safety, and foreign languages ​​are not easy to imagine.

"I want to hear Life in a Rose." He Lian said.

"Then don't sing "Life in a Rose." Li Yubai quietly shook his hand, "Don't let them hear it."