not night

When Chu Mosheng arrived, the concert was still 10 minutes away.

Ji Ke greeted lightly.I haven't seen him for many days, but he is still handsome and handsome. The performance costume based on black and red as the main tone outlines a slender and straight figure.

This is his own, incomplete... concert, Chu Mosheng covered his eyes and hid in the shadows.The arc was almost torn, but no laughter came out.

Ji Ke stepped onto the stage slowly, with an extra furious red rose pinned on his chest, and his handsome profile cast a faint halo.

Chu Mosheng found an agent, and politely explained his needs as the finale.A huge black grand piano, a makeup artist, the simplicity couldn't be simpler.

The agent asked one more question, do you need anything else?

No, no need, Chu Mosheng nodded slightly.The commercial smile collapsed the moment his eyes met the man on stage who looked like a god, and the spotlight hit him like the darling of heaven.

In fact, it should be him on the stage, but Chu Mosheng has never regretted everything he has done for Ji Ke, except for the heart that was completely given over.

At that time, I thought that love is very simple. I can be happy for many days when you smile, and I can remember it for a lifetime when you turn around.

But love has never been such a pure emotion, my sacrifice will not be exchanged for your equivalent return, and I never think my love is humble.

Chu Mosheng is completely worthy of Ji Ke.

It's just that you don't like it...and then my world started to shatter.

It's just that you don't like it.

You can only be a perfect lover, because you can't have everything your lover has.

And to this day, all my thoughts are still nothing but groans.No one loves someone enough to give up on himself, and neither does Chu Mosheng, so he keeps what he has and withdraws from this unfair game.

The makeup artist tried his best to cover Chu Mosheng's sick face with makeup. Since there was no extra clothes, Chu Mosheng still wore an ordinary black windbreaker when he came on stage, with wilting white flowers blooming in the pockets of the jacket. rose.

The slender figure is like a rose that is about to wither.

Chu Mosheng didn't care about the uproar from the audience, and sat on the piano chair peacefully.

That song was so good that it made people want to cry, so some people cried.

Who can resist piano music with pure tone and pure sound quality?Chu Mosheng pressed the keys, staring at the score and lyrics.

Chu Mosheng's voice was not loud, and there was no microphone nearby, but the soft tone made many people shed tears.

He sang, that was the best of us ever.

He sang, but then the me who used to be is gone, and the you who used to be are also gone.

He sang and I ended up holding myself and crying like a fool.

The audience was silent, watching Chu Mosheng make the last note.

"This song is called "Sacrifice", and it commemorates the past that we will eventually forget."

Ji Ke came up and looked at Chu Mosheng fixedly.

Chu Mosheng didn't know whether to cry or laugh.I am happy that you can remember every word I said, because I didn't know that we have become strangers.

Chu Mosheng forcefully tore off Ji Ke's collar, instead of lifting his toes and kissing lightly, his movements were as rough as a lunatic.

The kiss at that time was not a flirt, it was a parting kiss!Stupid ~ 21-year-old such a strange self.

The audience seethed.

Chu Mosheng turned around, and the dark black figure was crumbling in the wind and snow, as if fleeing.

He knew that Ji Ke and many others had chased them out from the venue, but he didn't dare to look back, most of the blood spurting from his throat was temporarily sealed in his mouth by his hand.He could even feel the sticky feeling of the fine pieces of meat passing between his fingers.

The black windbreaker is still a black windbreaker, but the white rose has been dyed into a red rose.

Don't make a wish?The wishing pool here is very spiritual.Jixe gave him a coin.Their story was doomed to be a tragedy from the beginning, but unfortunately he didn't guess the beginning or the end.

No one knew what kind of wish Chu Mosheng had made, and the only coin that understood was thrown into the water.

May you accompany me through this life.

But I don't want me to be able to accompany you through this life.

That wishing pool is indeed very spiritual... Chu Mosheng thought so.

The heavy snow is falling presumptuously in places other than the world...