The whole group of rebirth will accompany me to abuse the villain [Entertainment]

It was stuffy, humid, and the cicadas were singing. On the sofa, the ball wrapped in the blanket moved, and a dissatisfied murmur overflowed.

Tore off the music score that was on his face, Qiao Yixian turned over, and more than half of the blanket rolled off, and threw the music score on the table casually. on closed eyes.

"Ah—" Sleeping in an awkward position all night, he dragged his voice out of a broken body, full of weakness.

In order to snooze, Qiao Yixian smashed her face into the pillow, avoiding the light for the time being, her chestnut-colored hair was limp, just after a while, her white T-shirt was rolled up a little, revealing her fair skin and attractive waistline.

Ji Chen was holding mineral water in one hand and the record in the other arm. After closing the door with his back leaning against him, he came across this scene as soon as he came in.

His eyes drifted uncomfortably, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, but he still pretended to be righteous and stepped forward, changed the record in his hand, and patted the back lightly.

Sure enough, muffled complaints came from the sofa.

Rubbing his hot ears, Ji Chen didn't dare to look at it again, dropped the record and ran away, sitting on a small bench not far away in a panic, his back was tensed, his back was facing the sofa, and he stared affectionately at the newly bought record. bass.

The person on the sofa didn't know it. He was wearing shorts, and his straight legs were fully exposed in the light. After a while, he looked like a cat with an elongated body. Lala opened.

There is no awareness of protecting the flowers in the greenhouse.

When the sun came in at noon, Ji Chen took a deep breath, couldn't bear it any longer, turned his head and decided to wake this guy up, only to see a blood rushing scene.

Swallowing, he turned his head back again.

"Qiao Yixian," Ji Chen said in a steady voice, "If I don't get up for three minutes, I will take back the vinyl record of the Y group on my body."

After finishing his threatening words calmly, he unscrewed the cap of the bottle, raised his head, and poured down the ice-filled mineral water with a "gulu gulu" to calm down his anger.

When a person reaches a young age, he is full of energy and blood, and he almost stands up and salutes.

Group Y?Vinyl!

Qiao Yixian touched the package with blank eyes, opened it suddenly, carefully grasped a rare treasure, lifted the blanket completely, and sat up with a brush.

Holding his breath, relying on the bright light, he looked into the album title stroke by stroke, and almost burst into tears.

In today's decline of physical records, if you want to find a genuine vinyl record, even if you have a lot of money, you can't find it.

What's more, the Y group, long before Qiao Yixian debuted, half of them died and half of them separated, and many of their related works were hidden in museums.

Having been a fan boy for many years, Qiao Yixian was either short of funds or missed the opportunity. The only piece of vinyl he had was given to him by Ji Chentao when he was in college.

It's a pity that after moving several times, the records disappeared.

……and many more!

Qiao Yixian, who had slept until dark, realized something was wrong.

With a chill behind his back, he shivered. He didn't care to look at the youthful memories in his hand. Like a rattling machine, he raised his head carefully——

The back of Ji Chen's head was really in front of him, and he huddled on the small bench, motionless. This scene made Qiao Yixian's pupils constrict.

His eye sockets were getting hot and humid, and in order to suppress the trembling, he pressed his thin lips tightly.

"Hey, it's been 10 minutes," Ji Chen sighed helplessly, but for some reason, he didn't look back, "Have you gotten up yet?"

Carefully placing the record next to the pillow, Qiao Yixian raised his arm, wiped his eyes vigorously a few times, and let out a nasal "huh".

As soon as he put down his hand, Ji Chen turned around impatiently: "Have a cold?"

Qiao Yixian's eyes were burning, and he scanned the other party's frowning back and forth, but did not respond immediately.

Ji Chen's black hair was clean and neat, his face was full of youthful air, with sharp edges and corners, and his nose was straight.

His eyes were glued to the top, and he swallowed.

During this strange silence, Ji Chen rubbed his arms, just about to bring the lost boy back to his senses... when he heard the other party, he called carefully: "Ah Chen."

The title of petting came suddenly, Ji Chen froze, his face was red, his right hand tightened involuntarily, and the remaining ice cubes shattered into ballast, making a slight sound.

"... Bewitched?" Suppressing the ecstasy of rushing around, Ji Chen cleared his throat, hesitatingly spit out a sentence.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Yixian avoided asking questions and asked curiously, "Don't you like it?"

Facing the man's candid gaze, Ji Chen was a little restless.

After a long silence, he didn't respond, but turned around calmly, his back shivering like a grass swaying in the wind.

Seeing this, Qiao Yixian couldn't help leaning forward, propping his chin, his eyes became more and more unscrupulous, scorching across the protruding back of the opponent, the waistline outlined by the close-fitting top, and then...

Suddenly, Ji Chen murmured, "As you wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pretended to be casual, lifted the cold mineral water bottle, and put it close to the side of his burning face.

Looking at the beautiful scenery was interrupted, Qiao Yixian straightened up, nodded solemnly at the beautiful scenery: "Deal."

Although at this moment, all the cells in my body are screaming strangely, why would I come back here?But right now, he just wants to do one thing first.

She closed her eyes hard, and when she opened them again, Qiao Yixian smiled in her dark eyes, and whispered, "Ah Chen."

"Huh?" Ji Chen responded awkwardly, rubbed his face, and put the water bottle aside.

"come over."

Turning his head, he saw Qiao Yixian smiling, with a charming expression, sitting in a ball in an irregular manner, looking softly at himself.

It's really beautiful.

Knowing that there was something wrong with the other party, but he didn't ask anything, squeezed the still cold hands, got up, and walked towards the boy with slightly curled lips.

As soon as he stood still by the sofa, before he could open his mouth, Qiao Yixian suddenly got up, like a cat that had been accumulating strength for a long time, opened his arms, and jumped at himself who was in an unexpected state.

"Ah Chen..." Qiao Yixian stood barefoot on the sofa, tightened his arms, buried his face in Wen Nuan's neck, and breathed hard.

There was an uncontrollable tremor in the voice, and I don't know if the other party noticed it.

Except for the initial stiff body, Ji Chen didn't show any abnormalities, he didn't ask any questions, and relaxed on his own—however, the skin on the side of his neck was too sensitive, and the tips of his ears were completely red.

Regardless of the strangled neck, he raised his hand and patted Qiao Yixian's back lightly.

In the hot and dry room, the two teenagers hugged each other tightly, with sweat dripping from their foreheads, sides of their necks, and chests, but neither of them opened their mouths, and neither of them let go of each other.

In the end, it was Qiao Yixian who took the initiative to relax the confinement, the tip of his nose was red, and his eyes began to dodge, he was finally ashamed.

He fell back to the sofa, coughed lightly, picked up the pitiful record at the side, and started to study it over and over again.

When he was about to see through the cover, the person standing in front of him finally tensed his long legs, turned around, sat down beside Qiao Yixian, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Stopping his hands, Qiao Yixian buried his head deeply, and said in a dull tone, "I had a dream. In the dream, we were forced to separate because of... a man-eating monster."

"No." First, he was dumbfounded by the other party's childishness, and then finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Ji Chen's pampering heart was ready to move, and he didn't care about playing the role of brotherly pride, so he said softly: "Next time you have this kind of dream, you shout, I will find you."

One couldn't hold back, and made the atmosphere ambiguous again. Ji Chen lowered his head in embarrassment, thinking to himself that he couldn't restrain himself—if it wasn't for the rough nerves of the person he likes, how could he pretend to be a good brother for such a long time in peace? time.

Did he ever say that too?

Qiao Yixian pursed his lips tightly, his chest couldn't help heaving violently, after putting down the record, his fingers were tightly entwined.

If he hadn't opened his mind and returned to today, he would have missed the touching words of this 19-year-old Ji Chen forever.

Listening to the steady breathing beside him, Qiao Yixian closed his eyes.

It seemed that after that heavy fall, by mistake, he returned to the summer of university.

At this moment, Qiao Yixian had nothing and was extremely relaxed.

He joined the guitar club and got acquainted with Ji Chen. The two played musical instruments well, and the dream of a band was naturally conceived. The two hit it off and rented this small room as a practice room within a year.

They usually practice piano in the club, and on weekends, the two huddle in the room, playing the piano, learning music theory, and chatting until late at night.

Even if the other party has something to do at night, Qiao Yixian likes to come here alone, and when he is sleepy, he will lie on the sofa and wait for Ji Chen to wake him up early the next morning.

An old light bulb hangs in the center of the ceiling, chugging out faint light, illuminating the small but tidy place.

Not far from the sofa is a long table, with printed piano scores scattered on it, and a cigarette case buried under various music theory books, with a corner showing tremblingly.

Two chairs face each other and are placed on the open space in front of them. The small square table in the corner is full of snacks and drinks, and the storage box is full of cables, tuners, old records, blank CDs...

Next to the stereo, two guitars and a bass are placed on the piano stand, and they are weaving a teenager's dream with their heads held high.

The sunlight splashed on it, reflecting the light, showing how they were cared for on weekdays.

Turning his eyes back from Bei Si, staring at Ji Chen's side face, Qiao Yixian recalled for a long time, and tentatively asked: "Today, is it time to recruit new members?"

Hearing this, Ji Chen hurriedly took out his mobile phone to check the time, took a breath, and jumped up.

Bending down, Ji Chen pulled the trousers out from the seam of the sofa, and threw them into the opponent's arms: "Hurry up, hurry up, if you are late today, you will be reprimanded by the president for three hours."

Qiao Yixian responded, grabbed her hair, stuck out her tongue by the way, and smiled flatteringly at Ji Chen.

While his eyes were still there, he lowered his head and precisely lifted the hem of his shorts, which was about to be pulled down in a hurry.

Taking a breath, Ji Chen turned around vigilantly, his back was stiff, his steps were hurried, and he rushed to install the guitar and bass.

Qiao Yixian suppressed a smile, put on his jeans in twos and twos, and when he bent over to put on his shoes, he closed his eyes to the ground.

Ji Chen saved money for half a year, bought a bass, and soon recruited new students from the club...it should be the first semester of his sophomore year.

The orchestra that will make its debut in the future also quickly determined two guitarists during this recruitment, and the last drummer, Ding Fan, was recruited from the music club next door by chance.

Guitarist, Xia Yun, and...

Xu Yuchi.

Qiao Yixian's heart sank suddenly.

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