[Full-time master] Treading the waves

His first kiss was full of orange soda and the smell of summer evening, on the day before he was about to turn 16, with a stranger who was not Xia Tong, not one of his previous girlfriends, but could not even remember the name.That was not a sincere kiss, but some kind of game punishment and bet similar to a big adventure. He and the girl wearing bright pink lipstick sat together in full view, stroking each other's lips jerkily imitating the movements in the TV series Face, close, close again.

That kiss was the peach flavor of the lipstick, the orange soda flavor he had just drank, soft and sweet, they came from his objective judgment, without any subjective addition at all, did not make him secrete too much adrenaline, did not make his heart beat Speed ​​up, there is no deep memory that belongs to the first kiss.

It was still a taboo age, and friends excitedly interviewed him about his experience, only to get the disappointing answer of "no feeling".Huang Shaotian thought about it carefully, probably because kissing without emotional basis is as boring as shaking hands, and there is nothing special about it.But later he had a girlfriend, and later he had a fixed Xia Tong, with a solid relationship as the foundation, but the kiss between him and them remained unchanged, polite and polite, not exciting.

It wasn't the girls' fault, it had nothing to do with kissing skills or not, it was his own fault.He cannot get the same amount of joy and excitement as ordinary people from kissing or other intimate physical contact.

The boy stepped into adulthood from a teenager, found other pleasures from his desperate study career, and found something that could make him "excessive adrenaline secretion, faster heartbeat, and deep memory".Huang Shaotian once doubted whether he was a mildly incompetent person in love - the satisfaction that others get in love, the glory has already been given to him.

Later, he recognized the difference in orientation between people, and considered whether there was a fundamental error in the direction, but the sports field with sweat and body collisions still failed to ignite his hormones; When it comes to solving physical needs, his preference is still the opposite sex.

Huang Shaotian thought, maybe it's something he was born with, he only needs sex, not love, he can't force it, he can't change it.

But what is happening now is overturning everything in his past.His self-judgment was not accurate. It turned out that he, like everyone else, would lose his breath because someone approached across the cordon. There were only exploding fireworks in front of him, and he couldn't see or hear anything clearly. Hearing the whistling wind—in fact, he was in a closed environment, and there was no real wind.

That was his lost heartbeat.

He had hoped that one day someone would take him from the emotional desert to the oasis, even if it was a mirage of nothingness.He just couldn't guess that that person was Zhou Zekai.

Could it be this person...?

It's like an accelerated motion, and it's like a slow motion.When he came back to his senses, the gap was only a few feet away.

Zhou Zekai was too close, Huang Shaotian even had the illusion that he could touch his blinking eyelashes.Behind them is a meandering river of lights, and the ancient city is still majestic in the half-dream and half-awake state. They are a hundred meters away from the ground, and they dare not speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavenly beings.

This kiss—or the upcoming kiss wasn't in Huang Shaotian's plan, even in the most absurd dream, he didn't dare to imagine that he and Zhou Zekai could be so close.He admitted that after Zurich, he cared more and more about Zhou Zekai, exceeding the limit that should have been, and what happened these days has indeed stepped into the restricted area——

But that's different.

That's different.

It shouldn't be like this, how could he kiss a man.

How could it be with Zhou Zekai.

The person in front of him was too different from usual, which made him feel oppressed and strange, but apart from that, he obviously couldn't see anything, but it seemed that Zhou Zekai's trembling and almost formed pain had penetrated into his soul.Huang Shaotian took a step back consciously, but the elevator space was too narrow, and the back of his head hit the glass with a muffled sound.He didn't care about the pain, his whole body was stiff because of the unknown, and he subconsciously held his breath.

coming soon.he thinks.His life was hanging by a thread between longing and fear, sparks burning nerves, pain crackling with substance, drowning out heartbeats.

However, the things that made him struggle back and forth between hope and despair did not happen. Zhou Zekai also retreated, exited the cordon, returned to a safe distance, or even further away.

Zhou Zekai collected his emotions, brushed his forehead and smiled at him, and that smile pierced his pain like an ice blade.He was nailed to the spot and couldn't move. The flickering lights in the distance diffused past his eyes, and his vision became blurred.

"Look, you're afraid of me." Zhou Zekai concluded lightly.

Huang Shaotian wanted to refute, but some soreness blocked his throat and made him unable to make a sound.Zhou Zekai shook his head lightly: "Because I'm a different kind." He said, punctuating every word, "I'm an abnormal monster different from you."

His voice was not sullen, even gentle and slow, as if whispering the secret words in a fairy tale.And Huang Shaotian knew that it was a grievance that could not be corrected, could not be changed.

He said Huang Shaotian, don't come near me anymore.

Huang Shaotian didn't answer.

What should he say.

What else can he say.

It's not anyone's fault, it's just irreparable.That's all.

He was clearly in the rising elevator, but it seemed that something was sinking slowly and irreversibly in his body.

Gao Yingjie stayed with Lu Hanwen for a long time in the private room of the new generation next door. The latter was young and full of energy, occupying the microphone one song after another. Mandarin, Cantonese, and English took turns. They all sang well, quite like his seniors. Stance.Gao Yingjie, as a citizen of a non-dialect area, was very envious of the people of City G who had mastered a dialect like a foreign language. When Lu Hanwen returned to his seat, he sincerely praised: "You sing really well."

Lu Hanwen opened a can of Wangzai Milk, quite modestly: "Oh, so-so, not as good as Young Master Huang. You've heard him sing, right? No, let's go back now, what do you want to hear?"

It's not that the demeanor of a generation of singing gods has never been seen before, but the younger generation has always been drowsy in this environment, so I don't remember much.Gao Yingjie didn't want to hear anything, and he didn't really want to leave the relaxed environment of the same period and return to the ranks of the tense masters.

It's a pity that things backfired, the deputy team sent a message telling him and Lu Hanwen to go back now, the special session was about to start.

This is another customary rule of the All-Stars, or an unspoken rule that is more appropriate: among the 24 selected, the younger ones have to sing to the older ones, similar to the younger generation giving New Year greetings to the elders during the Spring Festival. There is no lucky money to get, only The next day, the shoddy video was spread all over Weibo.Gao Yingjie had always hoped that next year Song Qiying would work harder to make it into the All-Star ranks, so that he would not have to be publicly executed—singing for his captain under the benevolent gaze of his seniors for two consecutive years was simply a nightmare.

However, the teacher's order cannot be violated, the seniors are always right, what the seniors say is what they say, don't ask why.He had no choice but to sigh here, but Lu Hanwen looked quite excited over there, and he didn't know what surprise he had prepared for Huang Shaotian—mostly a shock.

In the third year, the song he chose for Wang Jiexi remained the same.He had secretly practiced this song many times in the dormitory so that he would not be stage fright when he actually went on stage, but when the song was over, his palms were all sweaty.He smiled nervously, thanked him very quietly, and quickly slipped back into the corner.

It was time for Lu Hanwen to come next, but the boy didn't jump up to the stage, and sat next to him.Gao Yingjie took a look - Huang Shaotian wasn't there at all.

Gao Yingjie was very curious, but the little swordsman didn't know either: "Young Master Huang and I came here together, did I lose him? Senior, you really don't let me worry..."

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the box was pushed open, and it was not Lan Yu's vice-team that walked in, but Captain Samsara.The young people who had been staying next door just now also didn't know when he left, but this senior seemed to have just come back from outside—not just outside the box, and he was dressed in a cool air.The room is warm in spring and flowers are blooming, but he still stays in winter.

Another song that was originally put on the top for a special session was not sung. Lu Hanwen waited and waited for Huang Shaotian to come, so he ran to the karaoke stand with the cherry tomatoes in his hand: "Sister Yunxiu, cut it, I will Stop singing, wait for Young Master Huang to come back."

The little devil's mouth is sweet, and Lu Hanwen was not at the top of the All-Stars voted by fans, but he was definitely one of the best in the internal votes of professional players.Chu Yunxiu was happy to accept this gift, and deleted the song: "Then you have to make it up when Hui Shaotian comes back. Let me see what the next song is..." She turned around and yelled at the stumbling crowd, "Who ordered Zhang Xinzhe's "Using Love"?"

At first no one claimed it, then Jiang Botao's voice came out: "Xiao Zhou's."

Next to him, Zhou Zekai who was concentrating on drinking water was at a loss: "I didn't..."

"I ordered it for you." Jiang Botao looked at him complicatedly for a while, with a serious expression on his face, and sighed, "Or should it be changed to "Walking Love Water"?"

He knew that Zhou Zekai went to see Ye Qiu, and thought that was the end of his relationship with Ye Qiu.What he didn't know was that on this night, another story that hadn't started yet also came to an end.

Zhou Zekai screwed on the bottle cap, lowered his eyes and smiled, "It's not that serious."

He didn't refuse, and walked to Limai amidst the cheers and applause of "Wow, the male god has given his voice", "Hurry up and get ready for the phone camera", "Don't compete with me, I want the best location".The light blue light scattered from the top of his head, fell on the slightly curved nape of his neck, fell on the corners of his pursed lips, and fell into invisible shadows.

He looks sad.Gao Yingjie thought.Why is he sad?What is he sad about?

He sang quietly.Someone opened the door and came in, turned around from the previous position, looked at him from a distance, and also said nothing.

Zhou Zekai didn't look up at anyone from the beginning to the end, only a line of lyrics was chanted over and over in his mind, like an anthem destined to have a tragic ending.

I put my love into the water.

I put my love into the water.