mortal death

"The joys and sorrows of human beings are not interlinked. I just think they are noisy." ——Lu Xun's "Just Collection·Small Miscellaneous Feelings"

I ended up not being able to participate in the singer contest.He was eliminated in the preliminary round.

I don't care, Lin Haoran is angry, but he can only die without a problem.

"Are you telling me or not?"

"What?" I slowly ate an apple.

"It was the day you went to the audition, what happened? It's impossible not to be selected."

I sighed: "It's nothing, it's just that my skills are inferior to others, and I am willing to bow down."

"What song were you singing that day? Which one?"

"Flastic."

"What? Impossible. If you sing this song, you won't be eliminated. How can you pass the audition?"

Lin Haoran was the last runner-up, and this time he was going to be a judge. He didn't want to offend anyone, so he worked behind the scenes himself. He didn't go to the audition day.

Lin Haoran has yellow-brown hair, which is slightly curled up. From his hair, I can see that it is just the bleak autumn scenery outside.

Lin Haoran said that except for winter, the spring, summer and autumn here are extremely beautiful, but when I look at the autumn scenery, it is nothing more than that.

I didn't sing "Flastic" that day.

The girls in the organizing committee tried their best to remind me not to overestimate my strength, and I couldn't help but give them face.

Inside and outside the words are speculations about the relationship between Lin Haoran and me.

Before I could say a few words to introduce myself, I was interrupted.

"I heard that you have a good relationship with President Lin?" The girl dyed her hair blue-green.

"Huh?" Does this have anything to do with today's audition?

"If you go through the back door, you don't need to sing now, we gave it directly, so don't waste time." I heard that sentence as if I was pricked by a needle. It didn't hurt very much, but I couldn't ignore it.

Lin Haoran seemed to have thought of something, and rubbed my head again. I couldn't dodge in time, and I also bullied him. I wanted to kiss Fangze for a long time with that disobedient hair.

After playing around for a while, Lin Haoran took out his mobile phone and sent me a screenshot. It turned out to be a music society song meeting on the weekend. This song meeting is actually no less than a singer competition. manage.

At [-] o'clock on Saturday night, the venue is the second floor of the University Student Activity Center.

After reading it, I just asked: "Isn't this an activity within your club?"

Lin Haoran leaned on the table with one hand, and from the corner of his eye he hit his face, and the rippling autumn colors fell into my heart all of a sudden, and from then on, my autumn stayed in Lin Haoran's yellow-brown hair.

"Other clubs are allowed to visit this year. Will you go? I also want to perform." This sentence is really public, and I can't ignore the full of expectations.

In fact, I promised Huang Bo to go with him on Saturday night to distribute small lamps on the side of the road and do charity work, but I couldn't refuse Lin Haoran like this.

"But when I want to do charity." I planned to give him a surprise.

"Okay." Lin Haoran seemed a little disappointed.

Then I thought, if only I hadn't gone to the concert that day.

The university student activity center on Saturday was extremely lively. I passed through the singing and dancing crowd, and climbed up the spiral staircase to the second floor. There were crowds coming and going at the door. I stood in an inconspicuous place and did not see Lin Haoran.

Probably in the field, I thought to myself.

So the crowd entered the venue.

The lighting inside is colorful, and there is even a pink heart on the title.

The boys sitting next to me were playing games with their mobile phones, and the girls in the front row were chattering. I was stunned for a while, but when I realized it, I found that I had been staring at the heart.

Reluctantly, I took out my mobile phone, flicked the software back and forth boringly, and cleared those red dots one by one, but there were still various marketing accounts pushing.

There is no red dot in the chat software.

I couldn't understand what they were singing when they were babbling on the stage.

I pulled out the earphones, put them in my ears, and played SEASON's new song in a loop. The enthusiasm in the past was missing in this new song. I don't know what happened to SEASON, but this song quite resonates with my mood.

The title of SEASON's previous songs is mourning one by one, but the melody and singing voice are full of vitality and enthusiasm.

——Now this song, I only hear the passion of the instrument.

Lin Haoran deserves to be Lin Haoran. As soon as he appeared on the stage, my eyes unconsciously followed him.It is no exaggeration to say that he even attracted the attention of the audience.

The tailored dark blue suit made him look majestic and dignified. His hair seemed to be gelled and fell down obediently. With a smile on his face, Lin Haoran gave a gentleman's salute, which caused a burst of cheers, and he narrowed his eyes. I looked around in the audience area, but I didn't move, because I knew that Lin Haoran was slightly short-sighted.

Lin Haoran plays the piano well, at least I can't hear mistakes. As for music - I've always been just a layman with some hobbies.

A boy next to him holding a guitar took off his glasses and scolded fiercely: "Everyone likes to play the piano! Damn it!" I heard his voice was a bit fierce, but he was not afraid of me hearing it, I only saw him gently Caressing his guitar, gentle like treating a lover.

"Can I see your guitar?" I asked.

He was a little surprised and didn't let go.

I'm afraid I'll be a little cold, and Lin Haoran's soft piano sound is still in my ears.

"You said you were far away, but you never took a step; you said you were young, but you still hesitated." I turned my head to see the surprise on his face, "I like these two sentences very much."

His lips trembled, and he asked, "Have you listened to my song?" Among the performers just now, to be honest, I really only listened to this one.

I nodded and said, "You wrote it yourself?"

"Yes, folk songs have become a minority now." At that moment, I looked at his young face, and felt that he looked like a wandering singer who was nearly fifty years old.

I reached out, "Can I borrow your guitar?"

He didn't hesitate at this time, and handed me the guitar, but he still asked: "What do you want to do? Want to fight the kid on the stage to the death? Then you should stop thinking about it."

I touched the strings of the guitar, looked at Lin Haoran who was far away on the stage, without thinking, and unconsciously said: "He is the person I like."

There was no sound from the side, obviously frightened.

After a while, I heard the man say: "Then, then you have no chance, I heard that the president has a girlfriend."

There was no taste in my mouth, and I only uttered two words slowly: "Really?"

Lin Haoran was already ready to call the curtain call, I slowly plucked the strings of the guitar, and just said: "Lend me the guitar, I'll confess my love."

He made a move to get the guitar back, but it was too late, someone was faster than him.

I watched helplessly as the love heart on the stage was torn off, and the ribbons flew all over the sky. Lin Haoran stood on the stage like a fool, apparently still didn't understand the situation.

My legs that were just about to stand up became firm again.

A girl in a pink princess dress jumped onto the stage. I couldn't hear what they were talking about because it was too far away, but I could clearly see the helplessness on Lin Haoran's face.

A handful of sunflower seeds was stuffed into my hand, and I looked at the boy next to me. While knocking the sunflower seeds, he said, "You're welcome. I just said you have no hope. This girl belongs to the student union and has been chasing our president for a long time. Maybe they're already together."

I didn't speak, I just watched the girl confessing her love quietly, and there were discussions and noises all around me.

I feel a little headache.

"I'm going back first," I returned the melon seeds to him, "you eat melons slowly."

"Oh, wait a minute, add a WeChat."

I pulled my hand out and said, "No."

When I was woken up by the cool wind, I was walking alone on the path by the lake. There was a singing sound from the far side of the lake. I stood and listened for a while, and slowly I could hear the coolness of autumn.

It is "Flastic".