The ghost king wants to walk the road of flowers

In summer, except for this air-conditioned room, Rao Xuan didn't want to go out anywhere.With a piece of toffee in his mouth, he took a cup of coffee and walked into Jianliu's studio.

Rao Xuan has been writing songs here for half a year. He has written two songs in total. Among the four downstairs, Haiyou and Xuemi wrote two songs, Rong Nuo wrote one in his spare time, and Chu Lai wrote three.Including the title song that Jian Liu wrote for them in the past six months, there are eleven songs in total.

He put the coffee on Jianliu's desk: "How's the revision going?"

"It's almost ready." Jian Liu pressed the play button, and this song, which took three months to write and three months to revise, appeared in the most perfect posture.

Rao Xuan would be shocked every time he heard this prelude.He sent a message to ask his teammates downstairs to come up, Rong Nuo's college entrance examination next week, he shouldn't have disturbed him, but this song will be the title song of the third album, Rong Nuo needs to come and listen to it.

Jian Liu took a sip of coffee and asked him what he was eating.

"Toffee." Rao Xuan poked out half of the toffee in his mouth, "Do you want to eat it?"

Jian Liu got up halfway and bit the toffee in his mouth.

"Can you let us watch this kind of thing as soon as we come up?" Chu Lai was the first to come in, covering his eyes with his hands.

Rao Xuan grabbed Chu Lai's head and carried him over: "Are you envious, I will feed you like this next time."

Chu Lai waved her hand and said, "No. No one except Jian Liu will not dislike your saliva."

The three people behind him also came in. They used to say hello to Jian Liu every time they came, but now that they are familiar with each other, they are no longer so polite to each other.

They all brought their own USB flash drives, which contained the songs they wrote.But they decided to listen to the title track first.

Jian Liu played the music again.The prelude is like a wind chime ringing in the sky, they seem to see a piece of snow white, endless snow white, a cocoon buried in this snow white, the snowflakes on it are blown away by the wind, and the life inside breaks out of the cocoon with difficulty and excitement , hope is born.

After the music stopped, several people were still unsatisfied.After a long time, Xuemi asked, "Does this song have words?"

But with such a melody, words are not the point.Words are just additional embellishments, and no words can share the brilliance of this melody.

"Rong Nuo sent me a paragraph before, and I think the word he wrote is very suitable." Jian Liu found the paragraph written by Rong Nuo on the computer.

"What word, let me see?" Rao Xuan leaned his head over.

lyrics:

-The intertwined trajectory of fate in that year

- can you still remember

- you turn too hard

- leave no room for me to pursue

- but it doesn't matter

-Two places at the end of the world, thousands of miles away

- i am waiting for you quietly

- Chunshan loses color, flowers wither

- the flame will still bloom

- Summer insects die late, mountains and rivers decline

-Who is wandering at the crossing of streamer

- time is all my chips

- i would like to spend my youth with it

-The autumn tree mourns, the gray cloud loses its color

- The Wind Blows the Bright Moon

-The sun is cold in winter, and the day is not long

- i am waiting for your return

- time is all my chips

- i would like to use it to wait for my youth

- waiting is a lonely journey

- luckily in the end

- i still see you

Listening to the melody alone, this song seems to be waiting for a hope to be born with difficulty, but with this word, it feels different.From describing a big state of mind, it has changed to a person's small state of mind.This wonderful fusion gives people a good feeling.But, for some reason, looking at this sentence, there is an indescribable desolation and sadness.

"Rong Nuo, why are you so rich at such a young age?" Rao Xuan teased him.

Rong Nuo sat on the sofa in the room, glanced at him, and said nothing.He thought to himself, it's not too small.But to Rao Xuan, it seemed that he was still a child.

This song doesn't have a name yet, Haiyou originally wanted to name it "Persistence", but couldn't figure it out, so he changed it to "Faith".He said that although there is only one word missing, it is better to have faith than to have obsession.I hope that everything you think is belief, not obsession.

In the second week after the production of the new album, Rong Nuo went to take the college entrance examination.

Rao Xuan woke up and touched the empty bedside.I got up and yawned a lot, and heard a sound coming from the study room on the second floor where the miscellaneous notes were piled up.

After he got out of bed, he put on a jacket, and when he reached the second floor, the noise stopped.Leaning against the door, he saw Jian Liu in the room, staring intently at a book of miscellaneous notes.

"Did our Daoist Jane make any new discoveries?" Rao Xuan asked lazily, crossing his arms.

Jian Liu turned around and threw the miscellaneous notes into Rao Xuan's outstretched hand, with a smirk on his face: "So it's your romantic debt, Mr. Ghost King."

"What romantic debt?" Rao Xuan looked at the miscellaneous diary that Jian Liu had given him for no apparent reason.

The words on the miscellaneous notes are too difficult to read, but the pictures are clear.On it is a portrait of a young man wearing a hat, dressed like a warlord in the period of the Republic of China.

Jian Liu read with a half-sneer: "In the autumn of 1932. I went to the Great Shanghai Ballroom to see Miss Manman in the Great Shanghai Ballroom. An officer came to the ballroom to find fault, and you punched him flying."

"I told you about it when I was filming. Ms. Manman thanked me for teaching me to sing for three months. What's wrong? She really just taught me to sing, nothing to do!" Rao Xuan thought Jianliu said The romantic debt refers to this, and hurriedly explained.Seeing his sudden jealousy, it seemed that he had made a big mistake, and his expression became awkward.

"The romantic debt I'm talking about is not that Miss Manman." Jian Liu pointed to the portrait.

Rao Xuan looked at the portrait, looked at Jian Liu, looked at the portrait again, and stared at two big eyes: "This, this?"

This portrait, after a closer look, is indeed somewhat similar to the young officer whose impression he has long since blurred.The young officer did not give him a good impression.Like a dandy young master, if you don't let him be willful, he will be noisy and rowdy.Rao Xuan thought he was too loud like a child, so he didn't reason with him and just punched him flying.

"He is an officer, he was beaten by a guy, and his face was dull. He was not convinced and wanted to fight with you, but you ignored him. In order to lure you out, he came to give you gold and silver treasures every day, and gave you 37 A famous crabapple flower, your face is bigger than the top card in the big Shanghai ballroom." Jian Liu said, "You are so annoying that you cut a yew and asked someone to give it to him, and told him to wait for this yew When it has blossomed and beared fruit, go to him again. He hugged the pot of yew happily and went back, but he didn’t know that the yew only bears fruit once every seven years, and only male and female are raised together to bear fruit. You are finally clean, and you can feel at ease with Miss Manman After learning to sing for three months, he went back to the underworld. He never found you again. He died in battle at the age of 27. This story was later relayed to my master by Manman from the Shanghai Ballroom. It's in this miscellaneous diary." Speaking of this, Jian Liu smiled tepidly, "If you hadn't told me about it back then, I would have never found it in my life."

"Then, this officer, could it be..." Rao Xuan looked at the officer's face in disbelief.I keep saying impossible, impossible, impossible.But the facts often contradict the inner thoughts.

Jian Liu said: "In my previous life, I was a military officer. There were always bullets and bullets on the battlefield, and blood was seen on the battlefield, so the blood in my body was heavy, and it didn't ease much in this life. When I met Rong Nuo for the first time, I noticed it. But it's strange What's more, as soon as he is by your side, this blood energy will decrease and become much softer."

Rao Xuan asked puzzledly: "Why?"

"I have to ask you." Jian Liu looked into Rao Xuan's eyes, "Someone has some skills, and he may be able to harm a person for two lifetimes. Maybe you saw him this time and did the same thing as before, making his previous life It feels like being reborn in this life again. Did you give him another pot of yew?" Jian Liu's question was quickly overturned by his own deduction, "But it should be impossible, it seems that you have already forgotten, the 37 yews Fourth Grade Begonia."

In the coffee shop, Rao Xuan collapsed on the sofa, dying like a dying person.

"I only saw you like this 3000 years ago when I saw you dying." Feng Xi stirred a spoon in the coffee cup and said, "But then again, what kind of story is this?" The first seven'?"

"I don't know what the story is, I'm a mess." Rao Xuan turned his face over, and died on his side.

"Now I finally understand what happened back then." Feng Xi said, "He still has a story to tell. That officer seems to have been promoted to a major general later. The heroism and meritorious service of Jia Weiguo, he should have gone to the sky to be a god when he died. He went to the sky, but he was not sealed and said he wanted to find someone. I opened my eyes and found that the person he was looking for was you. Looking for you I have to go underground, how can I find it in the sky? He searched for several times to no avail, and concluded that you are still alive, so he has been guarding the gate of Nantian, waiting for you to come up."

"Why does he always want to see me?" Rao Xuan couldn't figure it out.He remembered that he beat him up in his previous life and didn't go to kiss him. How did that officer miss him all the time, to heaven?

Rao Xuan would rather believe that he wanted to avenge those two punches, and he would hold that grudge for the rest of his life.

In layman's terms, sometimes some people will have the kind of different emotions of "this person is so hot and can conquer me, I love him so much when he hits me, he looks so beautiful and handsome", it's as simple as vegetables and radishes have their own love reason.Superficially speaking, the origin of all emotions that cannot be deduced logically may be because of the face.But this may not be known to anyone except the parties concerned.

"You probably didn't expect it." Feng Xi said, "his yew tree, which was solitary, really bore fruit. He was waiting for you, just to show you the red bean fruit. But he couldn't find you in the end, and he was reincarnated in despair. went."

Rao Xuan sat up straight in surprise: "That yew is obviously male, how could it bear fruit?"

"Yeah, how did it end up?" Feng Xi shook his head, pointing to his own head, "This is a question that even God can't figure out."

Acacia beans are not like yews, which can bloom and bear fruit in one year.So raising this pot of acacia beans, Rao Xuan can't understand the feeling of waiting for the yew to bear fruit.

The acacia beans on the windowsill grow more and more luxuriantly.Rao Xuan put the fallen fruit in a small glass bottle.Rong Nuo said that a red bean is his universe.His universe blossomed and bore fruit on a pot of acacia beans, and was put into a bottle by Rao Xuan and returned to him.

Rao Xuan poured some water into the potted plants, Rong Nuo opened the door and came back with a bag.

Rao Xuan looked back at him and asked, "How was the exam today?"

Rong Nuo threw the bag aside: "It's okay."

Rao Xuan stared at Rong Nuo.When he first met Rong Nuo, Rong Nuo was 16 years old and still in the first year of high school.Eighteen this year, just finished the college entrance examination.Young people grow up fast, and Rong Nuo still had a child's face back then, and he was easily mistaken for a girl when he went out.It is different now, he is taller, his outline is more obvious and sharp, and he already has the traces of a mature man.

Rao Xuan walked towards him, stretched out his arms and hugged him.

Rong Nuo was stunned for a moment and asked, "Are you drunk again?"

"Rong Nuo, you are like my own brother. I really had a brother before. He was naughty and I beat him every day. Sometimes he listened to me very much, and sometimes he would fight with me. But we haven't had each other for many years. We met." Rao Xuan seldom said so many nonsense words to him, and rarely told others about his life, and he couldn't calm down when he said these things all at once.After he calmed down, he continued, "I will treat you well in the future, like your own brother."

Rong Nuo didn't move for a while.After a long time, he raised his hands and placed them gently and carefully on Rao Xuan's back.His eyes were focused on the pot of lovesickness beans on the windowsill.In front of the window with a thin white light, there is a dazzling red that cannot be matched by any color.