Daylight past

In the past two days, Xiangli discovered that Wen Nian's dance rehearsal time has been lengthened. On weekdays, Wen Nian is not too harsh on dance practice. He will stop when he is tired. He also specially hired a masseuse to knead every once in a while. With sore muscles, he should be the artist Xiang Li has ever seen who knows how to take care of his legs.

But this period of time has been a little different. Xiang Li was curious and asked Gu Yiming to ask, only to find out that Lin Suiwen would also come to the concert, and Wen Nian asked him to stay early. location.

Xiang Li murmured to himself about the pair of enemies.

The concert was less than two days away, and Lin Suiwen hadn't come back from New York yet. Wen Nian couldn't help calling him. After a long wait, the call was connected. Wen Nian lay on the floor of the dance studio, sideways Looking at the glass window, he said in a low voice, "Why haven't you come back yet?"

At first it sounded like being wronged and acting like a spoiled child, Wen Nian was taken aback, the person on the other end was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "Xiao Nian, I've always wanted to call you, but I don't have time, I might not be able to make it. "

His voice sounded a little tired, as if he was really tired, Wen Nian frowned, feeling a little unhappy in his heart, he whispered: "I've been rehearsing for a long time, and I want to show it to you."

"sorry."

"Forget it, let's wait for my next concert, anyway, it's not this one." Wen Nian said so, Lin Suiwen responded softly, the two of them then said a few more words, Lin Suiwen coughed a few times , saying that something is going to hang up.

Unprepared, the phone was hung up, and Wen Nian didn't even react. He listened to the busy tone on the other end, and was stunned for a long time, then he jumped up from the ground, his heart was stuffed with emotions.

On the day of the concert, it rained lightly, but it wasn’t too heavy. The organizer gave the fans rain ponchos and light sticks. Many fans came over with their own light signs. field.

The venue is circular, and there are shelters on the stands. The rain cannot fall, and the stage is completely exposed to the rain. Fortunately, the weather is not cold. Wen Nian stood in front of the stage where everyone was watching with music and lights, and was greeted by fans screaming Surrounded by sound and countless waving fluorescent lights.

His face is projected on the big screen, what can be clearly seen is that the corners of his mouth are raised upwards, he is smiling, so he shouts and screams like ocean waves, seeing the person he longs for, seeing the person he yearns for, seeing the person hidden in his heart The person who couldn't help laughing at the name was their Wen Nian.

The entire concert lasted for two hours, and there was still half an hour to return. Wen Nian propped up his knees, straightened the headset, his face was covered with sweat, blinked, smiled at the camera and said, "You still You really won't let me go."

It was screaming again. When the show was about to end, it seemed that everyone’s mood at the moment could not be described in normal language. Finally, when it was really over, the screaming turned into crying. There was a blue ocean, and the light sticks waved slowly. On the big screen, Wen Nian smiled at everyone, and said: "It's very late, everyone should be more at ease when you go back."

In fact, fans who have met Wen Nian himself know that he is very different from Chiwai's character. He is not the silly sunny boy shown, but very quiet. , has a fragility that can be seen at a glance.

People who really like him will not care about how the outside world spreads black material on the Internet, and they will not think about what kind of person he is manipulating and why it will collapse. They only believe in the person in their own eyes, no matter whether he is fake or not, they like him It's just the way he showed, if he is no longer like this in the future, then he will be really sad and really leave.

After the concert, Wen Nian was in the backstage lounge. He lay down as soon as he touched the sofa, too tired to get up.

Gu Yiming came to him and said he had something to say, but Wen Nian didn't say a word, curled up into a ball with a hoarse voice, and said, "I don't want to hear anything, I just want to rest now."

As he said he buried his face in his arms, Gu Yiming stood aside a little bit, not long after, Xiang Li came in, she closed the door, walked up to Wen Nian, frowned and said: "Mr. Lin has an accident. gone."

Almost immediately, Wen Nian stood up all of a sudden, he stood up too fast, his eyes darkened, and he fell back again, leaning on the sofa, staring blankly at Xiang Li.

"What did you say?"

Xiang Li frowned, and she said: "I also just got the news that Mr. Lin was supposed to take the flight back that day three days ago, but someone on the plane suddenly fell ill, the return flight landed, and the patient was sent to the hospital for examination. It turned out to be a respiratory infectious disease, and now the entire crew is quarantined, including Mr. Lin."

Looking at Wen Nian's sluggish expression, Xiang Li sighed, "I don't know if he's okay yet, the media here are crazy."

He sucked in a breath suddenly, his eyelids were stretched wide, and the eye sockets were crowded with astonishment, sore to the extreme, he clenched his fists, his voice was tight and trembling, he stared blankly at Xiang Li, and said to him: "He...may be Infected, I spoke to him the day before yesterday, and he was coughing."

After a few seconds of silence, Xiang Li said: "Don't think too much, it's just a cough, and I will too..."

"No, it's not, I...I don't feel well, I..." Wen Nian was at a loss, he stood up and walked back and forth in the room.

This was the first time Xiang Li saw him like this, his whole body was trembling, his face was pale, he didn't seem to know what to do, he didn't know what to do, he grabbed his hair in despair and turned around in place.

This lasted for four or five minutes. He raised his head, looked at Xiang Li, and said, "Book a ticket for me. I'm going to New York. I'm going to find him."

The decision was made quickly, almost without thinking, Xiang Li was startled, and she said in surprise: "But you still have a concert, are you crazy?"

"Postpone or cancel." Wen Nian paused for two seconds, he looked at Xiang Li firmly, his eyes were full of emotions that he didn't know about, and he said: "The concert was originally meant for him."

It's like graduating from somewhere and wanting to be accepted by the person who grew up with me when I was a teenager. I want to dance in front of him. I want him to see what I look like in front of the lights and crowds, not now. Hearing Such news is helpless and indifferent.

Afterwards, the concert was postponed, and the organizer's official website almost collapsed. Xiang Li was so busy that he couldn't do anything else, so he bought a ticket for Wen Nian overnight. He really didn't want to see him, so he told Wen Nian to leave quickly.

Wen Nian didn't sleep all night, went home to pack his luggage, Gu Yiming sent him to the airport, he stayed up all night, his face was a little paler than usual, he wore a hat, took off his mask, and told Gu Yiming Thank you.

Gu Yiming sighed, and said to him: "Xiao Nian, you are like this, and now the people who arrange you on the Internet are gloating about your misfortune."

"Whatever they say, I don't care." Wen Nian lowered the brim of his hat and waved his hands, "I'm going in."

In the isolation ward, Lin Suiwen was lying on the bed. He was diagnosed with fever symptoms two days ago, and then accompanied by more and more serious tracheal problems, his cough intensified, and he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

When he received the call from Wen Nian, he endured a lot of hardship.

In fact, he was afraid in his heart. Who would not be afraid of death, even Lin Suiwen was the same, but what frightened him even more was that if Wen Nian found out, what would he do? He no longer wanted to see Wen Nian cried.

☆, sick