The difficult love of traffic niche

In 2024, autumn morning.

When Wang Yuan woke up on the sofa, he was a little dazed.

Looking at the wine bottles that had obviously been cleaned up, he slowly recalled the scene from last night.In fact, the two of them didn't drink much, and they were rambling on and on, but Wang Junkai curled up on another sofa and fell asleep.

Wang Yuan yelled to the room twice, but no one responded, he was the only one left in the empty suite.I looked at my watch, it was just eight o'clock.

When did this person leave, so early?

Wang Yuan stretched his waist, got up quickly, and decided to take a bath first, and change out of the crumpled clothes on his body.

As soon as I stood up, I suddenly found a light yellow envelope on the coffee table.

Taking a closer look, the word "Yuaner" was written on the envelope, and there was a pen beside it.

for me?

Pick up the envelope, turn it over and the seal is open.Without doubting him, Wang Yuan opened it directly and found that there was only a rectangular piece of paper inside, which was a ticket, with several lines of text printed on the front:

Wang Junkai's "Glowing Blue Dream" 2024 Charity Concert in Shanghai

Time: 2024:19 on xx, xx, 00

Seats: 1 rows, 3 seats in Zone 3 of the infield

Is this Saturday?Holding this thin ticket, several thoughts came to Wang Yuan's mind, and he took out the mobile phone that had been dropped in the crack of the sofa.

Sure enough, there was an unread message from Wang Junkai, which was sent two hours ago.

"Yuan'er, I'm going to the rehearsal, and there's something I left for you on the table."

"You must come!"

Autumn in Shanghai is particularly charming. Golden sycamore leaves sprinkle the streets and alleys of the city. On both sides are French-style small western-style buildings that can still vaguely see the shadow of the Republic of China. It is the Huaihai Road Golden Business District, where magnificent high-end office buildings stand row upon row, and passers-by are dressed in modern clothes and hurry along.

In this place, which is obviously different from the hometown, retro and prosperous can coexist tacitly, embracing the changes and progress of this era.

Wang Yuan walked slowly on the side of the street, wearing only a pair of black-rimmed glasses and an unremarkable peaked cap.

This city is no stranger to him. When he was young, he used to fly frequently for work, and had to change places every now and then.

At that time, he had been to many places, but the destination was rarely his own.

Counting it, this is actually the first time that I can wander around the city so leisurely.

A passing coffee shop is playing the most popular pop songs, with trendy lyrics and changing styles.

In just five years, the popular stars have already changed several groups. Most of the same group of popular young idols are not as brilliant as before. , and more is reduced to serve as a foil and background for the new juniors.

Not far away, there are a few young girls who look like young students standing at the door of the store, wearing blue dresses with exquisite makeup, and dozens of beautifully wrapped paper bags are neatly placed beside them, with familiar faces printed on them.

A smile overflowed from the corner of Wang Yuan's mouth, this thing was too familiar to him.

It's time for help.

The gymnasium was not far away, and around the square, there were crowds of young people dressed similarly, making noise, all excited about the upcoming concert.

It seems that Lao Wang is still very good at mixing, Wang Yuan thought to himself, this person is simply too narcissistic, and he specially sent a ticket to show off!

Taking advantage of the early time, Wang Yuan simply went to a nearby park, played with the Anyi and fat stray cats for a while, waited until he had photographed enough flowers and plants, and found a place to fill his stomach at random, until the sun set. Take a slow walk back to the spot.

Pulling out the mask he just bought and putting it on, and lowering the brim of the hat, Wang Yuan relied on his impression of experience and waited until most of the people had already entered the venue before slowly going to check the tickets.Avoiding peak hours and crowds, the journey was almost smooth, and it didn't take long to walk into the infield to find a seat on the ticket.

The view from this seat is simply excellent. The first two rows are filled with media taking pictures quietly. Without any obstruction, he can clearly see the stage less than ten meters away. He really never thought that he could sit at this angle to watch Wang Junkai's performance.

Soon the lights dimmed, the music started, and the audience cheered enthusiastically behind them. Even Wang Yuan couldn't help but feel his heart beating faster.

Same as last year.

This public welfare concert called "Huanlan Dream" is apart from the birthday party, Wang Junkai's regular personal special performance every year. It has been held for many years, and the proceeds obtained are specially used to support the public welfare actions of the "Huanlan Dream Fund".

With the completion of the public welfare video of the foundation, the concert officially kicked off.

Wang Junkai changed into three or five sets of crisp and gorgeous costumes, and performed more than a dozen classic songs with various styles, singing or dancing, all of which caused the audience to scream.Although there were no guests and the whole audience was supported by himself, he obviously performed with ease.

Wang Yuan thought, he really enjoyed the stage, and couldn't help picking up the light stick on the seat and waving it to the rhythm.

After another song, Wang Junkai wiped the sweat from his brow, picked up the water glass by the stage, took a sip of water and put it back.

"Are you having fun tonight?"

"happy--"

"I am really, really thankful to all of you who come to support charity with me this time of year, you are really great!"

After speaking, he stood up straight with his legs together, facing the audience, bent down and bowed at ninety degrees.

He was answered with applause mixed with shouts...

Hearing the enthusiastic response from the audience, Wang Junkai could see that he was very excited. He got up and took off the microphone on the microphone stand, walked to the edge of the stage and sat down directly. Outside the stage, the floor under the stage flickered beyond reach.

This slightly domineering posture caused another scream.

"Really, today I am also very happy, very happy!" Wang Junkai continued to speak to the audience, his eyes swept slightly across the rows in front of the auditorium as if looking for something, and suddenly smiled in a certain direction. Bend like a spring breeze.

"...You guys watched me grow up, so many years have passed, and with your company, I am really happy...So, you should be happy too!"

"...If you meet someone you like, you should go after it. If you have someone you want to love, you should try your best to love it. If you miss it, you must not give up easily."

"Maybe you've waited long enough, even God will cheer for you! The person you love the most will eventually come to you one day..."

Hearing unprecedented cheers and commotion erupted from all directions, Wang Yuan seemed to be nailed to his seat.

The eyes that came from a few meters away were surprisingly hot, and the heat seemed to be contagious, and an inexplicable warmth rose from his cheeks that were tightly covered by the mask.Wang Yuan could feel that something that had been repressed and neglected in his memory seemed to be clamoring, and he couldn't take his eyes off the dazzling figure on the stage for a long time.

"The next song is the bonus included in the previous album. Although it is not the main song, it is my favorite."

"Fallagain, dedicated to you!"

The stage darkened again, and the follower lights followed closely. Wang Junkai sat in the center of the stage, took the guitar, and nodded slightly to the drummer.

Following the rhythm of the cool drum kit, he raised his hand and plucked a series of notes on the strings smoothly. He raised his head and his eyes were bright like stars, and sang a soft and affectionate melody.

"I wanna spend time till litends

Iwannafallin youagain

Likewedidwhenwefirstmet

Iwanna fall with you again..."

It was close to ten o'clock in the evening when the concert ended, and the moment Wang Yuan stepped out of the gate of the venue, he received a message from the person on the stage just now.

"Wait for me at the Ximen employee passageway, I'll be right there"

Wang Yuan still couldn't recover from the shock of the Encore just now. He was so familiar with the lyrics of "fallagain".

It's just that he didn't expect that the moment he really heard it, he would be in such a mood.

When Wang Yuan walked to the agreed place, there was already a black commercial vehicle parked by the side of the road. Wang Yuan approached slowly and guessed curiously.

Suddenly the car door was opened, and the big star sitting inside pulled the person standing by the car in, and quickly closed the door.

"Let's go." Wang Junkai said to the driver.

The low-key Buick turned around quietly and drove slowly away from the crowd of fans.

Wang Yuan took off his mask and asked the people around him, "I'm already wearing a mask, how do you know it's mine?"

Wang Junkai looked at him and said cheerfully, "Can I still not recognize you? I can recognize you with only one ear exposed!"

"..."

The car is driving slowly along the Huangpu River. As Thanksgiving is approaching, the roadside businesses have set up gorgeous and towering Christmas trees, and the plane trees on the road have also been hung with layers of neon lights. In the westernized city that never sleeps, the night is as luxurious as the daytime.

"...Wang Yuan'er, do you still remember what I said on stage just now?"

"..."

After a pause, Wang Junkai spoke again:

"I don't want to waste another five years."

Wang Yuan shifted his gaze from the window to the people around him, he could still vaguely see a few traces of a boy's shadow on his face after hastily removed his makeup, but his outline already looked like an adult.

After a moment of silence, Wang Yuan slapped the knee of the person next to him. Seeing Wang Junkai's conditioned reaction, Wang Yuan smiled again.

Suddenly he stopped smiling, put his right elbow on Wang Junkai's shoulder, gradually approached him, changed his serious expression, lowered his voice and whispered in his ear:

"Wang Junkai, let me tell you a secret."

"At this time last year, I was also in the audience."

"Actually, I came back by myself once last year... I just happened to pass by and bought a scalper ticket..."

Wang Junkai was stunned for a few seconds and asked, "...Why didn't you tell me then?"

Wang Yuan spoke leisurely, as if without any emotion:

"I am free."

The night wind slowly blows in from the car window, and the hustle and bustle of the world of mortals from outside comes in, as if it is far away in the sky.

Wang Junkai suddenly stretched out his hand to cover the man's hand on his knee, and then slid it to his wrist, tightening it slightly, and felt the same rapid beating sensation from his fingertips.

"... Yuan'er, do you still want to sing?"

"Come to my studio, I will support you."

"Be with me."