[Idol trainee] Aifushi and the cat

There is a story left in a certain alley, waiting for a long-lost person to carefully collect it.He passed by this place by chance, and only stayed for a while incognito. When tomorrow dawns, he will pack his bags. After many years, men and women will marry each other.

————"Find No Such Person"

[It's not that I don't like you. ]

[But I'm not worthy of your liking. ]

Dachang is very cold in winter, and people who are frozen can only lean together, trying to warm each other with their close skin.

Fan Chengcheng just sat on the cold bench, leaned on Chen Ningxuan's shoulder, and listened to his story:

A long time ago, Chen Ningxuan was not born with such a cold temperament.

He still smiles like Little Sun every day, but he is not good at words, has some social phobia, and needs to listen carefully to every word he says.

Wealthy, complete, happy family, carefree childhood, the only thing he needs to think about today is whether to play the piano first or the guitar first.

Until his middle school age, he lost his parents in a sudden accident.

It is winter in Hong Kong in December, and Chen Ningxuan often stands under the streetlight in front of his house, exhaling clouds of mist, expecting a familiar figure to appear in his sight.

It was so cold that his body froze, snowflakes formed on his eyebrows, and his heart fell into a bottomless pit.

Until the mother-in-law and Tongtong's family found out that something was wrong with him, they hugged him hard, trying to warm him up, trying to melt the cold winter in his heart with double love.

Chen Ningxuan only felt that this winter was too cold.

His family knew that his psychological problems were getting worse, so they simply dropped out of school and went abroad to relax.

He went to the British coast where his parents fell in love when they were young, where he looked for the traces of his parents.

He also meets someone he will never forget.

It was a young man from Nice, England. With his honey-colored skin, handsome face, and radiant appearance every day, Chen Ningxuan, who had been decadent for a long time, fell in love at first sight.

He stayed in the city where the boy was, and began to learn how to wash his hands and make soup for him, and to imagine their future.

During that time, Chen Ningxuan couldn't believe it in retrospect.The madness of love, the loss of self in love.He seemed to have broken his own wings, abandoned his pride, and only wanted to spend more time with that boy.

He still remembered that night when they were together, the dark sky of Nice was brightly lit by fireworks, and they stood on the roof hugging and kissing.

At that time, I was young and ignorant, thinking that the future only needed the love between them.

But life must go on.

Chai, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar tea, one by one, will always destroy all the sweetness in the lover's world, only turning into disgusting bitter coffee that is hard to swallow.Being together has become torture, and even people feel sick.

He thought he was bound by fate, but in fact it was just the strings that can be seen everywhere on the kite held in the hands of others under the sky.

If it doesn't work well, just change it.

It was an early spring weekend in England, and he was walking in the forest with his hat on.He seldom came to these places, wishing to break his body in half to accompany the young man, how could he have the mood to look around.

Then he saw that the boy he loved was bathing in the bright sunshine, kissing the girl beside him.

It's like an oil painting, gorgeous and beautiful.

Only he is disgusting.

Behind the tree, he was alone in the dark with his back to the light.

Standing dejectedly in this ridiculously indifferent world, clenching fists, imagining the expression on the face of the man with blue eyes.He tried his best to soften his voice, pretending to be indifferent, trying to make himself look less pitiful, and not wanting to put any pressure on the other party, but he also harbored the madness of tearing apart everything.

The man was silent for a long time, silently touching the gemstone ring Chen Ningxuan gave him until his fingertips felt cold, and then asked him: "Why are you so sad?"

He finally realized the difference between him and the boy.

I thought I could be your only one, I thought all my love could be exchanged for the same love.Little did he know that in the heart of the young man, this was just a commodity that was within reach, a mass commodity.

So unfair.

After you like me, you can turn your head and run to another person's arms immediately, and you can fall in love with others at will.As if nothing had happened, the vows of eternal love have become a thing of the past, and it seems that I am happier with others than with me.

But I want to put your name on my heart and toss and turn, even if it burns my heart so painfully, I don't want to throw it away easily, and change a new heart to love another person.

But feelings are inherently unfair.

It was you who I fell in love with first, and I started everything first.

From the very beginning, it was me who was seen through.

Chen Ningxuan understood a truth.

Love is involuntary, and hard work and dedication are not necessarily proportional.

One night after the breakup, Chen Ningxuan was sitting on a swing in the yard, humming a very old song.The song was "Beautiful Mistake" by Faye Wong, and every sentence made him feel uncomfortable, and he cried while singing.

[Either it comes too soon or it comes too late, beautiful mistakes are often the closest to the truth]

[The so-called God's will is what it means]

Then he packed his luggage, and said goodbye to his sweetheart on the sunny road.

Some words cannot be spoken, but they will still be understood.

Those words that were as heavy as weight and as light as snowflakes evaporated overnight.

Together with Chen Ningxuan's people and luggage, he disappeared into the British city without a sound.

After returning to China, Chen Ningxuan became even more silent.He no longer tried in vain to let go of his lost love, he just stayed in his room every day and only knew how to tinker with his own music.

Maybe it was a broken heart, and he understood a lot of emotions.

He can also gradually understand the feelings he didn't understand before, and can accept the kindness of others.

So he came to this show.

Life is very long, you think you will hate the person for the rest of your life, but in fact, as time goes by, you will also forget that person's face.It’s just that sometimes when you see or hear something, you will think, oh, there was such a person in my life, and I once said that I would hate him.

Especially when you meet another person who can fill your heart, the person you once cared about seems crowded, and you can only throw it out to the newcomer.

The day before I came to Dachang, it was very late in winter in Hong Kong.Chen Ningxuan looked down at the busy traffic below through a layer of glass filled with moist mist, and he no longer had the feeling of wanting to jump off.

not worth it.

He felt that he had slept for a long time, in a daze, like a dream but not a dream, and when he woke up, he didn't remember anything, he just felt as if an unknown rebirth had come.

You can start to distinguish the morning and night, the delicate emotion and the truth behind the mask.

He has recently felt more and more strongly that parting is not a thing without benefits.At least it makes people understand that they should learn to cherish the fate of getting together, and cherish all the things they can have and have had.

Pack lightly with your bags and go hug the next person.

The story is over.

Chen Ningxuan used a relaxed tone, unable to hear his emotions.However, Fan Chengcheng could feel his slight trembling from his clinging arm.

He is also nervous.

Tear off the most painful and tormenting scars with my own hands, and spread them bloody in front of me.

Faintly, Fan Chengcheng's heart ached but he was happy.

Look, the one who makes him so sad and worried about him now is me.

Thinking of it, Fan Chengcheng became excited for some reason.

He stretched out his cold hand and held Chen Ningxuan's cheek:

"Chen Ningxuan."

There was no more sound in the garden.

Only from the thin moonlight, I can see the two lips sticking together.

The author has something to say:

Belated portion (better)

If I don’t update for a few days, I will leave messages all of a sudden, I’m a little swollen [stop]

Thanks to the little angel LYL for sending mines, I am so happy, big thanks.

Miss me! ! ! !me! ! !! ! ! ! !Hey, I miss you too

This article was written after listening to "Three People Tour", "Beautiful Mistakes" and "Undercurrent". After listening to Aunt Wang's songs at an old age, they are really fucking touching and hurtful.I hope that Chen Ningxuan can also become such an avant-garde and excellent singer.

Look!They kissed!Rounding up is getting married and having a baby! ! !