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These days, pianists will sneak to Lihuiyuan and stay here for a whole day at Cheng Zhenqing's place.He was very quiet, sitting alone holding a book, and a day passed.As Cheng Zhenqing said, He Wei didn't know him well, so there was nothing to talk about at all. The two stayed in the same room, each doing their own things, and they could not speak for hours.

However, most of the people who came to liven up the atmosphere were Cheng Zhenqing, and He Wei could tell that he also treated his younger brother sincerely, and the concern in his eyes and words was not feigned.The pianist has a gentle personality and is a bit dull. He likes to keep everything in his heart. Cheng Zhenqing will also take the initiative to ask him about his work. If he has encountered any hypocritical people or unhappy things, he will tell them. Don't hold back.

Under his guidance, Cheng Zesheng would occasionally make complaints about the big dye tank in the entertainment industry, while He Wei listened from the sidelines, as if he was eating melons and listening to gossip.

In the afternoon, He Wei was lying on a deck chair on the balcony, holding a black mobile phone, and looking at the numbered musical notation in it.This is a photo he took. It is stored in Cheng Zesheng's cell phone, and he often takes it out to look at it. After deciphering it, seeing this string of musical notation always warms his heart.

Whether it is confession or expectation, it is a kind of support he needs spiritually.The corners of his lips were curved, showing a rare gentle smile, and even his eyes were full of tenderness.

Through the glass, the pianist has a panoramic view of all this.He bit his lip, curious in his heart, what was he looking at to show that expression?The eyes are gentle and transparent, as if seeing love.

For some reason, Cheng Zesheng felt a little uncomfortable, walked over and knocked lightly on the glass sliding door of the balcony, He Wei looked up and motioned for him to come in.

Cheng Zesheng stood on the closed balcony, pretending to be looking at the scenery. This is the third floor, not a high-rise. God knows what scenery there is to see.He Wei was still staring at the phone, Cheng Zesheng coughed lightly: "What are you looking at?"

"Simple notation." He Wei handed over the phone and asked, "Do you understand it?"

After all, he is a pianist with a rich sense of music. Cheng Zesheng glanced at it and shook his head slightly: "I don't know what it means, but the tune is a bit strange. Did you write it?"

He Wei smiled and didn't answer, Cheng Zesheng asked curiously, "Did someone else write it to you?"

"Is that so?"

"girlfriend?"

He Wei denied it. He was not a girlfriend and had no interest in women.

There were sparks of joy in Cheng Zesheng's heart, and Cheng Zhenqing just interrupted, asking He Wei to help hang the clothes.

He Wei walked over slowly, seeing several shirts in the basket, he could not help but despise: "There are so many."

"You think I really asked you to dry clothes?!" Cheng Zhenqing lowered his voice, "If you don't want to cause trouble, keep a distance from him. This kid is sensitive and fragile. He will probably be depressed for a long time after being hurt by you. .”

He Wei looked at him as if he was insane, and he didn't look like the kind of person who was in two boats, right?This Cheng Zesheng was completely different from the Cheng Zesheng he liked, and he treated them as two people.

Cheng Zesheng stood on the balcony stupidly, still looking at the scenery.

"Anyway, just don't give him fantasies." Cheng Zhenqing couldn't help complaining, "It's only been a few days? Damn love comes so fast like a tornado."

"..." He Wei interrupted him, "Okay, stop talking, I don't want to think about it anymore."

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On the 13th, both He Wei and Cheng Zhenqing woke up very early, getting up almost at dawn. When they turned their heads to see each other coming out of the room, they immediately understood.

"Can't you sleep?" Cheng Zhenqing asked.

"You too?" He Wei asked back.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then their expressions became serious again.Tonight will be a critical moment to determine the outcome. Whether he can save Cheng Zesheng depends entirely on his hard work tonight.

13 is an unknown number in the West, but April 4 sounds so eerie.

After washing up, Cheng Zhenqing asked him what he wanted to eat. He Wei lit a cigarette, but he had no appetite. The closer the time came, the more images of Cheng Zesheng being shot filled his mind.Cheng Zhenqing sighed: "People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat enough, you won't have the strength to fight the enemy. Do you want pancakes and soy milk? I'll go down and buy them."

He Wei waved his hand casually, he has no requirements in this regard, he has no appetite, just fill his stomach.But 5 minutes after Cheng Zhenqing left, the doorbell rang. He Wei thought he had forgotten his key, and when he went to open the door, he found the pianist standing outside.

"...Didn't you have an announcement today?" He Wei thought for a while, "An interview? I remember."

"The schedule has been changed." Cheng Zesheng's dark eyes sparkled, "Have you joined my fan group?"

He Wei smiled awkwardly, he couldn't say that he had investigated it before, and he looked at Cheng Zesheng with anticipation. He dared to say that if he said bluntly, "I'm not your fan", Cheng Zesheng would wither instantly, like a delicate flower Wither on the spot and show him.

In desperation, He Wei could only nod his head: "Well, I'm concerned, you play the piano well."

Cheng Zesheng smiled shyly, and a blush appeared on his handsome cheeks.He Wei felt even more strange. He is a big star, and he has never received any nice rainbow farts. How could he be shy when he said "well played"?

He Wei couldn't figure it out, and didn't want to.He leaned against the door, and Cheng Zesheng asked softly, "Can I go in?"

"Come in, I didn't stop you."

He Wei didn't stop him, he just blocked the door, and after being reminded, he turned sideways calmly, as if Cheng Zesheng didn't ask to come in.

According to the normal progress, Cheng Zesheng should be doing an interview today, but he turned down the announcement and appeared here. Will this have any impact on the murder that happened at night?

And He Wei can't drive him back, because the other He Wei is taking Cheng Zesheng to search the pianist's house for useful clues, and the pianist's sudden return will definitely make them feel at a loss.

Cheng Zesheng found out that his brother was not at home, so he didn't even ask a question, because the main purpose of coming today was He Wei's place, and it was just right that his brother was not there, and if he was there, it would be embarrassing and affect his performance.

Sitting next to He Wei, he asked casually, "Do you know anything about classical music?"

"I don't understand." The things related to vocal music that I learned when I was a student have long been forgotten.

"You can try to understand it, and you will get a lot of inspiration." Cheng Zesheng put his hand into the pocket of the windbreaker, "I have a ticket here..."

"I'm not interested, and I don't want to know."

"..." Cheng Zesheng's expression was embarrassing and cramped, he couldn't even get the tickets for the concert after being punched by He Wei.

He Wei did this on purpose, he had already seen his purpose, he just didn't want to cause trouble.Cheng Zhenqing had asked him to get vaccinated. Don't harm this younger brother. In fact, there is no need to worry, because he has no interest or time.

Cheng Zesheng struggled for a few minutes, and finally came up with an excuse. He Wei had already stood up, a little sleepy, and wanted to go back to his room to sleep.

So Cheng Zesheng could only watch his room door close, and took out the VIP box ticket for the weekend concert from his pocket, with an extremely aggrieved expression on his face.It's the first time that you can't send out the tickets. Isn't he a fan of yourself?

After a while, Cheng Zhenqing came back, carrying not only pancakes, but also steamed buns and duck blood vermicelli soup.After he opened the door, he found that Cheng Zesheng had arrived. He was stunned for a few seconds, and then said, "Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, come over and eat the steamed buns. It happens that there are too many."

Cheng Zesheng sat at the table, Cheng Zhenqing broke the chopsticks and handed them to him: "What's the danger?"

"Go back to sleep." Cheng Zesheng's voice was muffled, and Cheng Zhenqing put a steamed bun into his bowl: "What's wrong, you look wronged, who bullied you?"

Cheng Zesheng said in a low voice, "Brother, weekend is my recital..."

Cheng Zhenqing nodded: "Well, I know, you said it last month, I remember it." Are you here to give him a ticket?This younger brother is really good, he thinks about his elder brother in everything.

Sure enough, Cheng Zesheng took out a ticket from his pocket and handed it to Cheng Zhenqing.Just when Cheng Zhenqing was about to reach out to take it, he heard him ask cautiously: "Can you... find a way to let He Wei go?"

"...?" Cheng Zhenqing was sad and angry.The sad thing is that no matter which world's younger brother is elbowed out, the angry is that no matter what world's younger brother is hooked away by He Wei.

Cheng Zhenqing pressed his wrist: "Come on, tell me first, why do you want him to go to your concert? He is not interested in this aspect."

Cheng Zesheng's eyes were erratic, and he hesitated: "Just... make friends... It just so happens that the concert is coming soon."

"I think there is a lack of a 'man', right? And this matter is also difficult." Cheng Zhenqing's tone was very serious, "He is not gay, you should put your mind to it, there is no way out for liking him."

Cheng Zesheng had a strange expression on his face, and pulled Cheng Zhenqing's sleeve: "...Brother, last time he said he wasn't interested in women."

"..." Cheng Zhenqing wanted to arrest He Wei, what about the trust between people? !What about letting go of this one? !

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Zhenqing smiled and asked, "Tell me what you like about him, and I'll let him change it."

Cheng Zesheng's face turned red, and he touched the tip of his nose: "I don't know what's going on, but I saw him very familiar, and subconsciously wanted to get close to him. I don't know if this counts as liking, so I wanted to make a friend first. "

"It's not all your fault." Cheng Zhenqing sighed, after all, he was also Cheng Zesheng's individual, and he had no natural resistance to He Wei.But here is the problem, it is him in another world who is in love with He Wei, so he in this world can only—eh.

Cheng Zesheng pulled Cheng Zhenqing's cuff, and said in a pleading tone, "Brother, just do me a favor and let him come to a concert. I... I haven't figured out how to continue to develop, it would be nice to be friends .”

He seemed to be afraid that Cheng Zhenqing would not agree, so he pushed the ticket to Cheng Zhenqing.Just at this time, the agent called and asked him to see the venue of the concert.Cheng Zesheng picked up his hat and mask, and wiped the soles of his feet with oil so fast that Cheng Zhenqing couldn't help but scream.

After a while, the door of He Wei's room finally opened, and he stood at the door and probed: "Let's go?"

Cheng Zhenqing sucked at the fans, looked at him angrily, and pointed at the tickets on the table with his chopsticks.That means you can solve it yourself, and I can't control it.

He Wei picked up the ticket, this concert was exactly the one that Yun Xiaoxiao had already bought the ticket and planned to go to.Just this weekend, on the night of the 15th.

"You don't have to be nervous, it's all in the past." He Wei smiled and folded the ticket and put it in his pocket, "Cheng Zesheng didn't have a concert in June, right?"

Cheng Zhenqing didn't come back to his senses at first, met his eyes, and had an epiphany: he meant that after the endless loop was untied, time might return to the normal track, and continue to go backwards from June 6.

Cheng Zhenqing smiled with relief: "I hope so."