Follow the sound and follow the way

Fan Xing has been favored by thousands of people with his extraordinary looks and outstanding talents since he was a child. He has received countless confessions every Valentine's Day. He has seen a lot of tricks, and he deeply feels that he still wins people's hearts in the traditional way.

He thought ambitiously: Mr. Mu is such a cool person, and he made a straight attack on Valentine's Day, making him helpless.

Fan Xing ordered flowers at a price ten times higher than usual, and made an appointment to deliver them to the recording studio at 5:[-] pm. Before going out, he carefully matched his clothes and blow-dried his hair. After [-] minutes, I finally decided to keep the natural eyebrow shape.

Even though countless martyrs died one after another on Valentine's Day, the enthusiastic Fan Xing still had a plan in mind, carefully prepared the confession lines for "cool teacher Mu", and practiced them all the way to the recording studio.

Meanwhile, "Cool Teacher Mu" is doing something less cool.

Mu Kang arrived at the door of a well-known men's clothing brand store at ten minutes to ten, and waited eagerly for the door to open against the old north wind, like a purchasing agent who had gone to the wrong country.

Ten minutes later, the specialty store opened on time. Mu Kang entered the door without looking sideways, ignoring suits, coats, leather shoes and other daily necessities, and bought a scented candle amidst the enthusiastic "Mr. Mu" greeting from the store clerk.

"Today is Valentine's Day." The clerk asked while helping Mu Kang wrap the candles, "Is Teacher Mu going to give it away?"

Mu Kang said coldly, "Use it yourself."

The clerk laughed: "Teacher Mu really knows how to joke."

Mu Kang: "..."

Who the fuck is kidding.He thought badly: This is the Ayan brand masturbation booster.

When Mu Kang walked into the recording studio with "Ayan brand masturbation booster" in the cold air, Fan Xing, who was full of ghosts, saw the brand's iconic paper bag in the hands of the confession target at a glance, and stood at attention quickly in shock, forgetting to say hello beated.

"Here we come." Mu Kang put the paper bag on the table and sat down on the sofa, "It will start in 10 minutes."

Fan Xing: "...Okay."

He stood there anxiously, afraid that Mu Kang would suddenly hand him the paper bag and say "for you".

I want to confess first! How can I make Teacher Mu confess!

Is it too late to call now to have the flowers delivered earlier?

Mu Kang took out his mobile phone to review the chat history with Lin Yan, and looked up at Fan Xing: "Why are you standing there?"

Fan Xing: "I... go in and open my voice."

Mu Kang's eyes quickly moved to the phone: "Oh."

Fan Xing walked into the inner room with the guitar in his arms, and peeked at Mu Kang through the glass while talking. Seeing that the other party was concentrating on his phone, and didn't show any intention of giving gifts for the time being, he couldn't help but quietly heaved a sigh of relief.

Mu Kang was so absorbed in thinking about his beloved A Yan that he didn't realize that he was being peeped by someone. He flipped through the chat records two hours ago twice, and a smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

There are only a few words in today's chat records, and the meaningful and meaningless eighteen bans are all said or finished in the video, and the last few messages were sent by Lin Yan while he was sleepy.

-Mu Kang: Take a selfie before going to bed.

-Evan: [image]

-Mukang: Damn it.

-Evan:?

-Mukang: No, it's a bit hypocritical.

-Evan: Metoo.

-Evan: Sleepy.

-Mukang: Go to sleep, good night.

-Evan: I miss you.

-Evan: Idohope...

-Evan: I will have you in my dream tonight.

Mu Kang touched Lin Yan's face half buried in the quilt on the screen with his thumb, watched it with a smile for a while, shrunk down the photo, and turned to the last sentence of heartfelt love.

He could almost imagine how Lin Yan was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, trying to type those words.

His Ayan is very nice, warm, tender, and...missing.

This lingering longing in winter is stirred into the bone marrow together with the chill. There is both the sweetness and warmth of tenderness and sweetness, and the bitter cold of staying alone in the empty pavilion.

When the lovesickness comes to an end, the patient will sometimes laugh sadly, sometimes cry with joy, fall into a mental state that others cannot understand, and do things that deviate far from the original human design.

For example, buy Lin Yan's ebony-flavored scented candle.

How silly.Mu Kang sighed silently: The more you live, the more you go back.

"The Lake and Me" was put on hold after the recording and arrangement.Mu Kang didn't think about how to explain his emotions to Fan Xing, so he could only solve the problem at the end.The arrangement work for the album is just mixing and finishing. Today's main task is recording and singing, which should be a piece of cake for Fan Xing.

But Fan Xing, who has always played steadily, performed very poorly in the morning. He NGed a line [-] times, and he hadn't finished recording the accompaniment of a song until almost two o'clock.

"What's going on?" Mu Kang turned off the power amplifier, and gestured for Fan Xing to come out. "Is the sound hard to find?"

"It's not difficult." Fan Xing said nervously, "Today... I'm not in a good state."

It is common for singers to be in a bad state occasionally, Mu Kang didn't say anything, and said to Fan Xing, "Let's eat first."

The lunch was delivered by Fan Xing's assistant at twelve o'clock, and the food was already cold when the two started eating.Mu Kang took a few mouthfuls of rice without taste, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Fan Xing answering the phone, and rushed out as soon as he put the rice down.

Two minutes later, Fan Xing came back with a standard Valentine's Day bouquet, commonly known as red roses and scientifically known as cut flower roses. The warm yellow light in the recording studio seemed to reflect the color of the flowers onto the face of the bouquet. It was really a rose with a human face. ... The roses are red with each other.

Young people just love the holidays.Mu Kang thought with emotion: Neither A Yan nor I thought that today is Valentine's Day.

"Teacher Mu." Fan Xing tremblingly lifted the flower in front of Mu Kang, "I'll give it to you."

Mu Kang: "..."

Fan Xing blushed almost to the point of bleeding: "Please accept."

At first glance, you lack experience in confession. Not only did you not think of the carefully prepared confession lines, but you also didn't consider whether the recipient of the flower had received it.

With the lunch box in his left hand and the chopsticks in his right, Mu Kang sat on the spot in the posture of a migrant worker picking up rice.

Fan Xing, who had "iron proof" in his heart, was not discouraged, and said in a straight voice: "I like you."

He looked at Mu Kang sincerely through the bouquet, his eyes were clear and his expression was expectant, his sincerity was warmer than the light and redder than the flowers.

Too bad it's useless.

Mu Dacai, whose eyes are higher than the top and only bends over for one person, sees the matter of "someone likes me" more lightly than plain water. with."

Fan Xing didn't react: "...what?"

Mu Kang raised his head and repeated earnestly: "I have a companion."

Fan Xing: "..."

Mu Kang said again: "The relationship is very good."

Fan Xing was nailed to the spot with an expression of being struck by lightning.

is that a lie?

He lowered his arm, holding the bouquet with one hand, and watched Mu Kang eat in a daze.

Fan Xing still didn't move a single step until Mu Kang put down the bowl and chopsticks after eating.

Mu Kang thought to himself that it seemed that he couldn't record today, so he stood up and planned to leave.Fan Xing took a deep breath, clenched his hands and asked, "Who is... who?"

Mu Kang glanced at Fan Xing and said succinctly, "Evan Lin."

The attitude is calm, the eyes are proud, but the tone is ordinary, as if this is a name that everyone should know without saying much.

Anyway... Fan Xing knew the name.

He has seen it in the video and checked it online. The authoritative magazine "Gramophone" gave EvanLin a brief introduction: a commanding genius, the only disciple of Carlos Moster, with a delicate and flexible conducting style, which all young musicians look up to Object.

Although Fan Xing doesn't know who Carlos Most is, or what a delicate and flexible commanding style is, it doesn't prevent him from realizing in an instant that the other half of Teacher Mu is a person who has been in contact with him for 20 years. All of us are distinct, unattainable people.

Mu Kang put on his coat and said to Fan Xing, "Come here today."

Tears gradually blurred his eyes, but Fan Xing didn't notice it.

He held the flowers tightly in his hand, lowered his head and said, "Okay."

"I'll give you a day to adjust your mood, and we'll continue tomorrow." Mu Kangti put on the paper bag with scented candles, opened the door and said indifferently, "Try not to interfere with work, I'm in a hurry."

Countless professed martyrs died on Valentine's Day one after another.

Brain Budi Fanxing is definitely not the worst, at least he understood the truth before his death, and died clearly and clearly.

After leaving the recording studio, Mukang switched to his own studio to make film soundtracks.By now Lin Yan should have woken up and was about to go out for a morning run. Mu Kang sent "Happy Valentine's Day" in the past, and soon received the video request over there.

Twenty seconds later, a teeth-brushing version of Lin Zhi in beige pajamas and disheveled hair appeared on the screen.

Mu Kang: "Just got up?"

Lin Yan was brushing his teeth and couldn't talk, so he let out an "um" from his throat, and stared at his lover on the screen with smiling eyes, without any consciousness of being "the object that all young musicians look up to".

"Where are you looking?" Mu Kang said with a smile, "The foam of toothpaste is about to flow to the ground."

Lin Yan reluctantly looked away, brushed his teeth seriously, and asked while washing his face, "Don't you need to record?"

"I won't record today." Mu Kang said, "Valentine's Day."

"Don't tell me, I forgot." Lin Yan wiped his face with a towel, "What do you usually do on Valentine's Day?"

"Candlelight dinner and red wine." Mu Kang said seriously.

"How to play Red Wine Play?" Lin Yan asked seriously.

Mu Kang thought for a while: "Wipe the whole body with red wine and then lick it off?"

Lin Yan said calmly, "Try next time."

He put his mobile phone on the bedside, took off his pajamas and began to change his clothes. His beautiful body was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone like a scroll. The skin texture was moist and smooth, and the muscle lines were clearly defined.

Mu Kang's eyes slowly passed over Lin Yan's sensitive zone on the back of his neck that became hard when he licked it, his tight abdomen that was soaked with semen many times, the back muscles and shoulder blades that must be tightly hugged when he climax...everywhere is invisible. It bears the label of "Mu Dacai Exclusive", with a scalding temperature and intoxicating touch.

It really shouldn't be called now.Mu Kang thought bitterly: How the hell can he bear this.

The fixed video time twice a day is when Mu Kang goes to bed and Lin Yan gets off work, and the other is when Mu Kang wakes up and Lin Yan goes to bed.Combined with the nature of the work of the two, these two time periods are the most flexible, and there is enough chat and sex, so it is not easy to have unfavorable situations such as the current weather from time to time.

"Lin is three years old." Mu Kang said in a hoarse voice, "You have ulterior motives."

Lin Yan bent down and grinned at the camera.

Mu Kang: "...I'm dead, you go for a run."

"Okay." Lin Yan said, "Call me on time before going to bed."

At the end of the call, Mu Kang used the first smoke of the day to dissuade the lust of being aroused by his lover's body, went out to buy coffee, calculated the schedule, and sent Wang Junfeng a short WeChat message "don't take work for now".

Two of the three film soundtracks have been finished. Apart from Fan Xing's new album, there is only one film soundtrack and Xia Shu's documentary left. Mu Kang turned on the computer, sat down in front of the piano and started working.

During this period of time, in order to finish his desk work as soon as possible, he kept working continuously for [-] hours. In the morning, he passed by hard-working office workers in the rising sun. Frustrated people walk towards each other.

It's like living in two theaters, the sunset is like a curtain, and dusk is the transition.

Fortunately, these urban scripts dominated by money and love have nothing to do with the stories of musicians.

Mu Kang drove home at twelve o'clock in the morning. After entering the house, he took a shower, changed clothes and poured wine for half an hour, and then lit the newly bought scented candles.The familiar deep and warm ebony fragrance is overturned by the heat of the candle and spreads to every corner of the bedroom.

Mu Kang half-lyed on the bed, holding red wine in his hand, and pinched his finger to send a video request to Lin Yan.

He does it every day.

The video request at one o'clock in the morning in the East Eighth District was facing the off-duty rush hour in the East One District.A Yan, who loves him deeply, is reluctant to let him wait anxiously. No matter where he is, he will definitely connect to the video within 30 seconds.

Today is no exception. Wearing a black turtleneck sweater with neat hair, the off-get off work version of Lin Zhi soon appears on the screen, leaning against a window facing the street, and outside the window is the never-ending heavy snowfall in Switzerland in February.

Mu Kang looked at Lin Yan's delicate and fair face with fascination, and had the illusion that his lover was in the snow.

Before the two could speak, a huge head suddenly appeared on the screen of Mu Kang's mobile phone.

Li Chongyuan: "Why are you so ignorant over there?"

Mu Kang: "... Fuck, I'm scared."

"Lin Zhi is standing outside the door of the rehearsal hall, I have to pass by." Li Chongyuan said, "Go ahead."

Lin Yan said to Li Chongyuan: "Going to the ski resort?"

Li Chongyuan: "Yes."

"Going to the ski resort now?" Mu Kang asked in surprise, "Did it get dark when you drove there?"

Lin Yan: "Is it Valentine's Day?"

Li Chongyuan: "..."

Mu Kang put down the wine glass and said in shock, "What?"

Lin Yan: "Good luck."

Mu Kang: "Master?"

Li Chongyuan became cowardly for a second as if he had been taken away by Guan Xiao, he didn't dare to fart, and fled with the piano on his back.

Lin Yan smiled at the camera: "Run away."

"Lin is three years old." Mu Kang narrowed his eyes, "Is there something unexpected that I don't know about?"

"It wasn't sudden." Lin Yan said honestly, "There has been someone he likes in the snow field for several years."

Mu Kang: "...I...fuck?"

This news really caught him by surprise.

Lin Yan: "I don't know the details."

"No wonder." Mu Kang rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "I said why he seems to live in a snow resort when the snow season comes."

Lin Yan: "Ask him when you have time."

Mu Kang said: "Wait until I come over to study."

Lin Yan let out a "hmm" and asked, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

Mu Kang was silent for a while, and said a little uncomfortably, "I... lit a candle."

Lin Yan thought he heard it wrong: "Candle?"

Mu Kang switched the camera to Lin Yan's same ebony-flavored scented candle: "Did you see it?"

Lin Yan was stunned.

Mu Kang: "Ayan?"

Lin Yan looked at the softly flickering candle in the picture in silence, and it took him a long time before he whispered, "I saw it."

"The taste is exactly the same as yours." Mu Kang cut the camera back and said with a smile, "Masturbation booster."

On the screen, half of Mu Kang's face was in the shadows, under the candlelight, no matter how he looked at it, he looked a little forced to smile.

Lin Yan didn't speak.

Mu Kang picked up the wine glass again, took a sip and said, "If you don't come here again, I may eat the candle sooner or later..."

"I'm coming." Lin Yan said suddenly.

Mu Kang: "...Huh?"

"Carlos will come over next week to record with the orchestra." Lin Yan said quickly, "I don't need to rehearse."

Mu Kang asked suspiciously: "Don't you need to accompany him?"

Lin Yan admitted: "It should be necessary."

He paused and said firmly, "I can't control that much anymore."

Mu Kang sat up abruptly.

Reason told him that at this moment he should stand upright and say "you'd better stay with Mr. Most".

Fuck your sanity.Talented Mu has always been irrational in front of his beloved Ah Yan.

He drank the red wine in one gulp, and the candles in the depths of his pupils seemed to be burning, bursting out as hot as a prairie fire: "When will it be?"

"Let's go next Thursday after the lineup." The smile on Lin Yan's face was brighter than the snowflakes outside the window, "I'll arrive on Friday night."