youth immortal

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【Paris】

"Nuna, today we're going live on mic!"

"...I know..." Facing the phone, Jiang Xue casually took a sip of juice and asked, "Been beaten up by the manager?"

On the other side, Shixun who was hiding in the corner of the waiting room said disappointedly: "Slightly... oh, I made a mistake... But at the scene, I was really nervous..."

"Bah! Do you blame the stage atmosphere for your lack of strength?" Jiang Xue criticized him unceremoniously, "Look at your small body, don't eat more, and grow some meat. Dancing is so strenuous, how can you still have the confidence to sing? You Ah! Mistakes on the spot are inevitable!"

Originally, after a day's work, Sehun was very tired.Today's on-site effect is not good, Jiang Xue not only did not comfort himself, but also criticized.

Shixun's mood was extremely bad, and he said weakly: "Okay, then I'll go eat."

"Oh, Xun, don't be too sad. Eat more. It will be fine. It will take time."

Jiang Xue pretended to comfort her twice, and hung up the phone first.

Since last time, Park Chan and Sehun contacted him.That boy Shixun calls himself whenever he has time, reporting two or three times a day is rare.

Jiang Xue also wondered, when did Uncle Wu go into the communication industry?

But Shixun's news is still precious to Jiang Xue.From time to time, he revealed some information about M, such as M's major schedule, the cooperation stage between the two teams, and so on.It may be trivial, but it is Jiang Xue's deep concern.

Back in Paris, Jiang Xue's life suddenly eased down.

Now, she also came out of the daze she just came back from.With a lot of free time every day, Jiang Xue thought about writing some melodies by herself, just in time to practice the piano, and she would not waste her profession, killing two birds with one stone.After a month, she has composed two long solo pieces.

Awakened by Shixun today, Jiang Xue thought that maybe she could compose a piano accompaniment for Wu Fan's "Crimson Lips".

Thinking of this, she ate some early lunch and began to write the song by hand.

The manuscript was yellowed.I kept saying that I would return it, but never returned it to the original owner.The manuscript was tossed and turned, and was brought to Paris by Jinsong.In order to avoid re-oxidation, Jiang Xue picked out a photo frame and placed it on the fireplace cabinet.

Day by day.In a blink of an eye, this song "Dian Jiang Lips" has been with Jiang Xue for three years.

That day was the day she fell in love with him.

It was her first heartbeat in this world, the only heartbeat, and the last heartbeat.

Now, she wants to compose the most beautiful song for it, sing it, answer him, and look forward to this evening.

2013.the beginning of the year.

Jiang Xue's small apartment in Paris welcomes an unexpected guest.

"Nuna! I want to eat this kind of fish!" Sehun was in the kitchen, pointing at the beautiful picture on the recipe.

Jiang Xue, who was busy on the side, turned around angrily and scolded: "I didn't see that my sister was busy! You still eat this or that, as long as you are full!"

Shixun was aggrieved and wanted to argue, but Jiang Xue added viciously to him, holding a knife: "Shut up!"

Shixun didn't dare to say anything anymore, and quietly ran to the study to play the piano.

"Wu Shixun! Damn, can you give me some peace of mind, even playing games is better than playing the piano!"

Hearing a mess of playing, Jiang Xue couldn't hold back and went crazy again.

Shixun immediately obediently ran to the living room, and squatted in the corner to play games.I also specially turned off the mute, not daring to make any sound.

Jiang Xue stared at Wu Shixun, who was in love, and laughed out loud.

When Shixun heard the sound, he immediately turned his head to look at Jiang Xue who was in the middle of the test, and asked with a smile, "Nuna, can I come back?"

"Keep playing with you. I'm almost done." Jiang Xue suppressed her smile and looked calm.

After a while, a sumptuous meal was set on the table, and Jiang Xue called Shixun, who was lost in front of the TV, to come over for dinner.

While eating face to face, Sehun was uncharacteristically silent.

Jiang Xue peeped at Shixun's serious face, and said amusedly, "Oh, Shixun is very well behaved today..."

Hearing Jiang Xue's teasing tone, Shixun finally breathed a sigh of relief, put down his knife and fork angrily, and muttered: "I don't know who fed you explosives. It's like menopause. It scared me to death, just now."

"Who are you talking about menopause!" Jiang Xue roared angrily.

Suddenly realizing that her yelling was a little self-inflicted, Jiang Xue bowed her head in embarrassment and remained silent.

"Xun, it's quite sudden that you came here this time... I'm used to living alone, and it seems a bit unaccustomed to have an extra person..." Jiang Xue thought for a while, then said slowly.

"Nuna, I don't blame you. I did come in a hurry." Shixun said hastily.

"Hey, you still miss my sister... For two years, I didn't want to go back to see you. I even told you to come and see me..."

Looking at Shixun who is becoming more and more sensible, even so sensible that he is begging for perfection, Jiang Xue reflected angrily.

Shixun has been here for a week, and Jiang Xue was surprised and pleasantly surprised at first.I took Sehun around Paris for a few days and it was fine.

These two weekends, staying at home, and Shixun looked at each other in blank dismay.

Jiang Xue is not afraid of trouble.It's just that she prefers the person who came here for her, how nice he is... But considering from Shixun's standpoint, Jiang Xue feels ashamed of her good brother who misses her so much.

Boredom eventually becomes self-blame.Conflicting emotions turned into tears, dripping on the tea napkin.

Seeing this, Shixun couldn't help but silently stretched out his hand to wipe away tears for Jiang Xue.

The moment Shixun's fingertips touched his skin, Jiang Xue froze.Except for Wu Fan, no one has ever treated me who was silently crying so tenderly.

The four eyes met, Shixun's cheeks were slightly flushed, his eyes were sincere and clear, and the outline of his cheeks was still as beautiful as when he was young.

Jiang Xue looked at Shixun dimly, scrutinized him, and looked at his face, which was green and mature.

"Xue'er, I came to see you not just because I miss a sister whom I haven't seen for two years."

When did Sehun's voice become so manly and mature?

"Jiang Xueer, I think I like you."

"What?" Jiang Xue didn't react. After a long time, she took a breath and asked in astonishment, "What did you say?"

Shixun's face became even redder, he raised his head to meet Jiang Xue's gaze, narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded and said, "Xue'er, I like you."

"Haha..." Jiang Xue patted the table, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and laughed, "Wu Shixun, stop joking. The old meme two years ago, why move out now!"

As she said that, Jiang Xue even wanted to stretch out her hand to lick Shixun's smooth hair that had been dyed golden.

Shixun dodged it, and said with a solemn expression: "Xue'er, I'm not kidding. When you left the company, I thought, maybe I can't do without you. You said we are family, I think it is possible. But the two Years ago, you said that was a stalk, well, it was that stalk, which made me suddenly think, maybe I can like you, and you can like me too. Why must you be my sister? Just because you are better than me Born ten months earlier?"

Seeing Shixun talking endlessly in front of him, Jiang Xue suddenly felt strange.

Resuming contact with him, meeting him again, and taking him around Paris, Jiang Xue didn't feel that time had done anything between them.

Until just now, she really read the two years she had missed in Shixun's eyes.

It made him mature, and it also made him stubborn.

Jiang Xue pondered for a long time, lowered her head, and said softly: "Xun, have you looked at other girls around you? In fact, your liking for me may be just a familiar sense of dependence. True love is not like that. Sehun."

Shixun shook his head: "Heh... I probably knew you would say this. The familiar sense of dependence, family affection... Then tell me, what is true love?"

Jiang Xue closed her eyes tightly, and smiled bitterly: "True love...maybe, it was strange at first, or even disgusting. Later, I was gradually attracted, warmed silently, and deeply moved. After that, It is intertwined like fate. If you want to look at him all the time, you can only see him in such a bright and crowded crowd. I hope he is healthy, happy and everything is fine.

"As for myself, I want to share with him everything that happens around me, and I think of him in everything. When I wake up, I want to know about him. The person who closes his eyes before going to bed, and finally wants to say good night is also Him. When eating, I wondered if he had eaten? Did he eat well? Maybe he was still hungry? It was cold, and maybe the temperature had cooled down there? Did he add any clothes? Could he catch a cold? It’s hot, and I’m worried about whether he’s exhausted? Will he suffer from heat stroke? No matter how far apart or how long we’ve been apart, we can only miss and care more…”

Jiang Xue's tears had already burst, and her last voice was extremely choked up.

The two years of missing Tatu in a different place were painfully engraved into her every minute and every second.

Sehun frowned and took a breath.

He understood that even if he had true love for her, she could only have that one person in her heart.He may be late or early, in short, he missed it and will never live in her heart.

"Nuna, I'm sorry. I've interrupted you for a while. I'm leaving tomorrow, and I should go back. After all, the vacation is not long."

Shixun sighed deeply, turned around and went to the bedroom to pack his luggage.The next morning, I boarded the flight back to Seoul.

【Guangzhou】

The non-stop flight from Seoul was about to land, Wu Fan lifted the earphones hanging from his ear, cut off the electronic equipment, adjusted the seat belt, and prepared to land.The flight attendant came to collect the blanket.Wu Fan suddenly felt cold and shivered.Guangzhou in my memory has always been as warm as spring.Would it be better to get off the plane?

When I got off the plane, I felt a little cold.Wu Fan dragged his luggage, wrapped his coat tightly, and stopped a car casually by the side of the road.

"Three courtyards."

The driver started off upon hearing the sound, and Wu Fan turned his head to look at the street scene outside the window.

Wu Mianyuan fell ill.Sudden emergency, the situation is not good.When Wu Fan received the call, he immediately asked for personal leave with the company and rushed back to Guangzhou.

He rarely mentioned his father.Even among the friends he made after arriving in Korea, almost no one knew his father who was a businessman in Guangzhou.Every year when he returns to Guangzhou during the Spring Festival, he says he will go back to his hometown and visit his uncle.

But father loves like a mountain.Not to mention is not to forget.It's not that I don't care.But care too much.Before my father left Vancouver, he had a heart-to-heart talk with himself. At that time, he was too young to understand.But over the years, my father has given me great support both materially and spiritually.Wu Fan gritted his teeth and resisted, but he was also deeply grateful.

The news that his father was seriously ill was like a bolt from the blue.He couldn't accept it, but he could only pray and come back in a hurry.He didn't even know if his father, whom he saw in the ward later, would be able to open his eyes and look at him.

It was still early in the morning, and there was some mist in the distance.Wu Fan was fascinated by the hazy street scene outside the car window.The phone rang suddenly.

"Yifan? Are you here?"

"Yes, uncle..."

Wu Fan suddenly choked up.

"Fanfan, it's okay. Your dad is fine."

Wu Fan nodded fiercely, gripped the phone tightly, breathed a sigh of relief, and said calmly, "Well, uncle, I'm almost at the hospital."

"Okay, call uncle when you get to the hospital. Uncle will pick you up."

Wu Fanen said, but before he had time to ask, his uncle hung up the phone.Probably too busy to take care of it...

When the car dealer arrived at the entrance of the hospital, Wu Fan called his uncle.Just after getting out of the car, there were sporadic raindrops.Dragging his luggage and wandering hesitantly in the lobby, Wu Fan was particularly at a loss.

After a long time, my uncle came slowly.Frowning, he glanced at Wu Fan, dragged away the trolley case for Wu Fan expressionlessly, patted Wu Fan's back, and squeezed Wu Fan tightly.

Wu Fan was very sensitive. He had a premonition from the moment he saw his uncle, so he vigilantly and carefully asked, "Uncle?"

Uncle sighed, shook his head and pointed to the front, "Follow me quickly."

Wu Fan frowned and quickened his pace.

The long corridor twists and turns and seems to have no end.Sparse footsteps echoed in the darkness.Conversations among doctors, patients, and family members drifted strangely.Through the noise, Wu Fan seemed to be able to hear the patter of rain further away.Falling from the clouds above ten thousand feet ups and downs, in the end, it penetrates into the dark and dull soil quietly and quietly.

The ward is at the end of a corridor on a certain floor.The crying sound that came first was like a sharp chainsaw, cutting directly through the nerves in the deepest part of my mind sourly.Wu Fan couldn't help raising his eyebrows.He followed his uncle into the ward.

Compared with the deep corridor, the ward was suddenly bright, and Wu Fan blinked deeply.He saw clearly the strange woman beside the hospital bed.Follow uncle to the other side.

Father closed his eyes.The strange woman wiped away her tears, looked up at Wu Fan, and said to his uncle, "I've passed out now."

Uncle Wu Fan nodded.Turning to Wu Fan, he introduced in a low voice: "This is Aunt Xu. He has been taking care of his elder brother all this time."

Wu Fan nodded, looked at his father's sleeping face, and breathed a sigh of relief."What did the doctor say?" he asked.

Uncle and Aunt Xu looked at each other, put their arms around Wu Fan's shoulders, and pulled him to the corridor.While walking, he said, "I was notified of critical illness yesterday."

Wu Fan glanced at his uncle in surprise, and couldn't move anymore.Although my father's complexion was not good just now, why is he already in critical condition?

Every scene from my childhood flashed back and forth in my mind.

Drowning in the sea, desperately wanting to call for help, the sour sea water fills my throat.Finally took a pair of big hands.With the power to beat the waves.Strive to toss twice.Miraculously learned to swim.My father smiled happily that day.

When climbing rocks, I dare not bow my head, and feel that I can't move forward, and I can't use my hands and feet.While keeping a physical distance from himself, the father in front of him seemed to be able to sense it. Turning his head and saying "work harder" gave him the strength to climb higher and higher with him.

First important game as basketball captain, thought he was too busy with work to come.But before the start of the game, he saw him rushing over, cheering for himself all the time, and it seemed that because of that support, he led the team to a key victory.

……

This man doesn't talk much, and never gives himself a lot of sticky, sticky and painless pampering.But when you need him, give yourself the most steadfast support.Because of that unacceptable separation, he never wanted to mention him, but Wu Fan already regarded him as the beacon of life and the motivation for his own struggle for many years.

But now, the light of the lighthouse is about to go out.

Wu Fan looked at his uncle blankly, despairing and depressed.This pain of loss is mixed with many other emotions, Wu Fan can't tell whether the tears in his eyes are from despair, loss, or regret.Maybe there are, maybe these words are not enough to express such feelings.

……

The so-called Aunt Xu in the ward was Wu Mianyuan's first love back then.

Wu Mianyuan has always known Xu's situation, getting married, having children, and an ordinary happy family.When he returned to Guangzhou that year, he never thought of disturbing Xu.But in the same city, Wu intentionally or unintentionally inquired about Xu.Passing by her community, passing by her child's school, and even making friends with the leaders of her unit.

After more than 20 years, see her far away.Thinking that time is gone and his face is old, he might be disappointed.Yes, she is old, but also because of the traces of the years, she is indescribably gentle.The moment they lowered their heads and frowned, it actually vividly awakened their college memories.

He still loves her.This poem is as gentle as a woman.He is also willing to believe that what the years have done to her is just precipitation.The trivialities of life will not defeat the romance in her bones that he knows.

Wu Mianyuan hesitated for a long time, and finally organized a class reunion.Pretending to greet each other after not seeing each other for many years, Xu Luoluo was generous, Wu was a little surprised and even more pleasantly surprised.

Since then, Wu and Xu have resumed contact.It's just that no one mentions the old things, and they all sink in the bottom of their hearts, so it's better to live in peace.

In the meantime, although Xu had no intention of Wu Mianyuan, some difficult things happened at home.Her husband lost his job suddenly, and Wu learned that he had quietly solved the problem.It was Wu who came forward to sponsor the good school for the children to study.It was a long time since Xu Lu knew about these things one after another.

How clever she is, she has been pretending not to know.He even heard about Wu's divorce and celibacy intentionally or unintentionally, but never mentioned it in front of Wu.It's all just to maintain the surface calm.With gratitude in her heart, until Wu suddenly fell ill, she was the only one who stepped forward and took good care of her.

Perhaps in her heart, the bond with Wu has already settled into a deeper emotion.

In the hospital, I saw Wu Mianyuan's son for the first time, and I rarely heard him mention it, but I saw pictures of this child everywhere in his wallet, office, and home.Although they were all from childhood, it is enough to show that they are heroic.Suddenly seeing a real person, it seems to be Mian Yuan in college, taller and more handsome.Xu was shocked.

When Uncle Wu Fan and Wu Fan came back, Xu stared blankly at Wu Mianyuan's face.Just now Wu Mianyuan fainted from the pain again.After witnessing such a painful process countless times, Xu still couldn't stop his heartache.

Knowing about Wu Mianyuan's deteriorating condition, Xu thought when he looked up and saw Wu Fan's distraught state.

"Xu Rong, I'm leaving first. Fanfan, stay with Aunt Xu for a while. Uncle will come back tonight." Uncle Wu Fan explained a few words and turned around in a hurry.

Wu Mianyuan fell down, and all business matters fell on him alone.These days, he is very busy.When I got out of the ward, I was so dizzy that I hit the wall.Helpless, he laughed at himself, turned his head and left.

Wu Fan sat down next to Xu Rong.After looking at my father for a while, I asked in a low voice, "Auntie, are you a classmate of my father's college?"

Xu Rong looked sideways at Fanfan and nodded kindly.

"Uncle said that you took care of Dad day and night. Thanks to you during this time. I'm really sorry. Leave it to me later." Wu Fan said guiltily, but his tone didn't fluctuate, he was calm and silent.

Xu Rong was stunned by Wu Fan's tone, and then thought, why isn't he an abrupt outsider in the eyes of his child?She nodded again: "Your name is Yifan, right? You're really sensible. Auntie has received a lot of care from your father, so what you do today is as it should be."

Wu Fan blinked for a long time, but didn't speak.

He couldn't like this man.He didn't know the past between his father and this person, but guessed that her father's leaving Vancouver and returning to Guangzhou probably had something to do with her.He didn't dare to think about it, he was afraid that his gritted hatred would scare away this person who had done something kind after all.

……

In the evening, my father woke up in a daze.Wu Fan was a little worried while excited.He didn't know how to face his seriously ill father.He thought maybe his father was also embarrassed.At least, in his memory, even during the Spring Festival at the beginning of the year, his father still felt healthy and tough to him.

"Water..." Wu Mianyuan opened his eyes slightly and shouted.

Xu Rong hurriedly dipped a cotton swab in water and patted Old Wu's lips.Old Wu pursed his lips and exhaled deeply.

His breathing was low and weak.Wu Fan frowned, trying to make his father see himself clearly.

After a while, Wu Mianyuan came to his senses, saw his son sitting far away, stretched out his hand and breathed weakly: "Get up..."

Xu Rong understood, took his hand, put a pillow on him hesitantly, and raised the head of the bed.In this way, the father and son looked at each other at the same level.

Wu Fan kept frowning, and called out in a low voice, "Dad."

Hearing the sound, Wu Mianyuan coughed continuously.Xu Rong ran back and gave him air and water.

Wu Mianyuan calmed down and reached out to Wu Fan.

Wu Fan understood, took his father's hand and held it tightly.

Wu Mianyuan's breathing became more and more heavy. After waiting for a long time, he murmured, "Fanfan, you haven't called Dad for a long time."

Wu Fan couldn't restrain himself anymore, he lowered his head against the back of his father's hand and sobbed, "Dad..."

Wu Mianyuan was also very excited.Drug effects and physical pain made him often confused.After waking up in the afternoon, he finally saw his son, not to mention the title he had been looking forward to for many years... He could only cry silently, crying too loudly would make him very painful.

It turns out that God is really fair.Although he was sick, he would use his son's forgiveness to make up for it.

But Wu Mianyuan didn't know that God also gave him a deadline.

……

Was the early spring of 13 warm?

Wu Fan only remembers the bone-chilling rain.

Wu Mianyuan's illness lasted for more than a month, and even when he seemed to be getting better, Wu Fan watched him take a nap, but he never woke up again.

……

The funeral was simple, but father Wu's former friends came to pay their respects no matter where they were.

The rain didn't stop. In Wu Fan's impression, the rain seemed to cover Guangzhou from winter to spring.It was too late to be sad, the Korean company has hurriedly informed him to go back and prepare a new album.

The lawyer disposed of Wu Mianyuan's property according to the will.Wu Fan inherited the company and temporarily let his uncle take care of the daily affairs.Xu Rong rejected part of the shares, and accepted a real estate at Wu Fan's insistence.For various procedures, Wu Fan stayed in Guangzhou for more than half a month.

Whether to go back and continue to be a singer, or to stay and take care of his father's company, Wu Fan did not hesitate.After almost a year since his debut, he has become more and more nostalgic for the dazzling stage, spotlights, cameras, and fans who are looking forward to him off the stage.He knows that what he is doing is the career he loves.During the last time with his father, he got his father's affirmation and support, and he was more determined to go back and set off with the members.

Before leaving, he went to see his father.

It was still a gloomy rainy day, and my father's favorite lilac exuded a gloomy fragrance.Standing for a long time, just about to leave, but ran into an unexpected guest.

The man was looking for him, and he was taken aback when he bumped into Wu Fan.

"Fanfan..." Cai Peini looked at her son whom she had not seen for a long time.

Wu Fan didn't speak, stopped, and quietly looked at the strange mother in front of him.She was dressed very delicately, her face was still as beautiful as she remembered, but her bright red lips made Wu Fan disgusted.

There is no sorrow at all, is she here to show off how chic and comfortable she is?

On the day of the funeral, Cai's attitude of ignoring him had already angered Wu Fan.Seeing her dressed like this now, Wu Fan was surprised for a moment, as if he understood her purpose of coming back.

He didn't want to fall out with her in front of his father.

"I'll go first." After a long confrontation, Wu Fan said.

"Fanfan," Cai Peini grabbed Wu Fan, "It's not what you think."

Wu Fan ruthlessly shook off her hand, and walked away without looking back.

That day, I flew away from Guangzhou, where the rainy season is too long and the clouds are too oppressive.