Dude, your wig fell off

That Chen was going to Li Fan's house today, Yan Yi changed his job, and the new job was quite developed, much better than his previous job, but he didn't have so much time, and he didn't have much time to participate in the band's rehearsals and performances.

Yan Yi planned to quit, but recommended a keyboard to the band, and brought it here today for a meeting with everyone to see if it is suitable.

Nachen parked the car at the door of the garage, and saw Yan Yi's van parked where he usually parked, and a pink Harley next to him, and the helmet on the seat was also pink, with Hello Kitty printed on it.

That Chen got out of the car and flicked his helmet with his hand as he passed the car. Who did Yan bring?

When he pulled up the garage door, the music below stopped, and Li Fan called out, "Chenchen?"

"Fanfan!" Nachen also yelled, closed the door, walked down the slope of the garage, and saw a pink synthesizer.

He froze for a moment, and a long-haired girl standing next to the synthesizer brushed her hair with her hands, and smiled at him: "Hi, my name is Yue Qi, brother one's friend and former classmate."

"Hi." Na Chen nodded, there were not many girls playing in the band, and he had seen almost all of them, but he didn't know this Yue Qi.

"Yue Qi is my high school classmate. She hasn't come back since graduating from university. She just came back last month," Yan Yi introduced to him. "The level is much higher than mine."

"Can still sing." Li Fan smiled.

At that time, Chen pulled a small broken chair and sat down. He was not interested in girls, as long as everyone wanted to, he had no objections.

"Brother Fan, I can't sing, I just have the voice of a square dance song." Yue Qi said with a smile.

"Very good, our band is called Shafei Square Bird." Na Chen said.

"Ah?" Yue Qi was stunned for a moment, then laughed for a long time, she wasn't pretty, but she was quite cheerful.

The rest of the band don't have any objections. Anyway, they are just a few people who can chat together and play together. They don't want to make any achievements. Yue Qi's level is not bad, her personality is also good, and she is also for fun Come, so Li Fan arranged to arrange songs to try.

"The new song from last time?" Dongzi squatted beside Nachen with a cigarette in his mouth, and patted his leg, "Didn't Li Fan say he wanted to change it?"

"The song of the fly swatter?" Li Fan asked, looking around at the faces of several people, "That's it?"

"Has Yan Er been officially fired?" David, who had been silent all this time, asked with a sad expression on his face.

"Damn! You're so cruel, can I invite you?" Yan Yi shouted.

"Specially invited audience, that's it." Li Fan clapped his hands, "I will remember to notify you to come and applaud when there are performances in the future."

"If Yue Qi comes, Chenchen won't need to dress up as a woman in the future, right? We have a real girl now." David said with a smile.

"We," Na Chen stood up and went to the drum, picked up the drum hammer and beat it a few times, "we can form a girls' band."

Li Fan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't hold back his joy: "Fuck."

"I think it's okay. Anyway, we've even tried Huo Huo's girl, so there's nothing we can't try," Dongzi nodded, "I think I'm especially suitable for Da Bo, Brother Fan..."

"I'm not practicing singing anymore!" Li Fan interrupted him, "Hurry up, the score is ready!"

Yue Qi cooperated well with them, and there was some mistake because she was not familiar with the score, but after one night, the song was straightened out, and Li Fan squatted on the ground with a pen to correct it: "Let's stop here today, it's too late, Go back to sleep, and go to school and work tomorrow."

"Go to school?" Yue Qi was a little surprised, "Who is it?"

"My family Chen Chen," Li Fan pointed to that Chen, "is still in school."

"It's so small," Yue Qi looked at Na Chen, and Na Chen raised her hand and said yeah to her with no expression on her face, she smiled, "Then let's go for a break today, who else is energetic, go drink Two cups?"

As soon as they heard that they had two drinks, a few people who said they would go to work tomorrow did not go to work again, and they left the garage in good spirits.

"Let's go." Nachen stepped into the car and pulled his hat.

"Good car." Yue Qi patted the front of the car.

"Do you want to go around?" Na Chen said enthusiastically, but in a very light tone.

"Another day, you go home," Yue Qi waved her hand, "Bye bye."

Na Chen didn't speak, started the car, turned around and drove away.

After driving for a while, he parked the car at the intersection. The road on the left went to the old car yard, and the straight road ahead was home. He didn't know which way he should drive.

The road on the right is to go to school, but he basically doesn't think about it. In the dormitory, he can't sleep twice in a semester. People in the dormitory have piled things on his bed, and he has to clear things first when he goes back to the dormitory to sleep.

The yellow light at the intersection flashed on and off, and the north wind blew away the fallen leaves and garbage on the ground. Even people and cars seemed to be blown away together. He stopped at the intersection for a few minutes, but there was no car.

Empty streets, dirty snow on both sides of the road, dim street lights.

Na Chen put his legs on the ground, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone.

There was a text message on the phone, and he opened it with some expectation, but it wasn't An He's.

Come over for lunch tomorrow.

He didn't hear when this text message from Lei Bo was sent, so he turned off the text message and opened the phone book.

An He's name was quietly at the top of the phone book.

He swiped his finger across the name, and the screen showed dialing, and he quickly hung up again. It was past twelve o'clock, and An He had already fallen asleep.

Although An He's life seemed dull to him, it was very regular.

Go to work, get off work, watch movies, listen to music, eat some preservatives, then sleep, and occasionally go clubbing with friends on weekends.

In contrast, my own life is somewhat chaotic, with no fixed timeline and no fixed location.

Like now, he doesn't even know where he should go.

After stopping at the intersection for almost 10 minutes, he drove out along the straight road and didn't go home for several days.

Every time Chen went home, he basically only stayed in his bedroom and kitchen, and he rarely stayed in other places in the house. When he turned on the light, he saw a thin layer of dust on the table in the living room.

He stood in the living room for a while, went into the kitchen to find a cloth, and slowly wiped the tables, chairs and piano in the living room.

The piano keys made a few low ding dong sounds, he stopped his hands and looked at the keys.

I haven't seen my mother for a while, maybe two or three months.

He sat down on the piano bench. He used to go there only once in two or three months. Sometimes he would miss his mother very much. Even if it was not pleasant every time, he still wanted to see her very much.

But this time it was a little different. When he thought of his mother, he suddenly felt a little scared. He found that he hadn't thought of his mother for a long time, and when he thought of going to see her, he felt a faint resistance that could not be expressed.

It scares him.

He squatted down by the piano, sat down slowly on the piano legs, and closed his eyes.

When he woke up in the morning, Nachen felt that his waist and back were so sore. It took him a long time to realize that he had slept on the floor sitting on the piano legs all night.

When I tried to stand up, my legs felt weak and weak, and my head was a little dizzy.

The breathing light on the phone that was thrown aside flickered, he took it over and took a look, there was a text message.

He rubbed his eyes, and the words on the screen became clearer.

The text message was sent by An He at six o'clock in the morning, just two words, good morning.

He hooked the corner of his mouth, good morning, sir.

Sitting on the floor can also oversleep, so Chen looked at the time when he was washing up, but fortunately there was no class in the first period.

Although that Chen was not interested in what he was learning, he usually did not miss classes, and he would sit in the classroom honestly every time he was in class.

He majored in funeral technology and management. There were basically no girls. There were a few girls majoring in antisepsis and plastic surgery. It was said that they were more courageous than boys, but when they graduated, they didn’t know how many jobs they could choose their majors for.

That Chen didn't think too much about his future work, and going to the crematorium is also good, he doesn't care.

He had only applied for this major because of his father, and when he saw the angry expression on the face of this man who had made him live in pain, he wanted to laugh happily.

"Your level can only rely on such a major to get a job." Dad finally dropped this sentence.

He still laughed and said nothing.

At that time, he made up his mind that he would do well even in such a major, to prove to his father that no matter what it is, as long as he is willing to do it, he can do it well.

It's just that this opportunity will never come again.

Na Chen lay on the table with his eyes closed, his nose a little sore.

He resisted again and again like this, trying to prove again and again, but was ignored again and again, and finally lost his chance completely.

How many chances does he have to prove that he is not unwanted?

Prove it to whom?

Who will give him a chance?

The phone vibrated, and An He sent him a text message. Tomorrow, I have an appointment with my friend at Boiling Point, are you coming?

good.Nachen quickly replied to the text message.

Could this person be An He?

After class at noon, he slowly swayed to get his car with his bag. There was no class in the afternoon, so he decided to go to Leibo's for dinner.

When they drove to the school gate, their squad leader took a rag and threw it at him on the side of the road. He stopped the car in front of the squad leader and asked, "How much is it?"

"How much is what?" The squad leader was stunned.

Na Chen took the rag in his hand and waved it: "This master, come in and have a seat... Don't you mean that?"

"I've convinced you," the class leader snatched the rag back, and said with a smile, "Like Lei Feng this month, the class committee initially decided to go to the nursing home to help clean up and ask for everyone's opinions."

"Nursing home?" Na Chen sighed, "Grandpa and grandma will be scared out of illness by us."

"how is this possible?"

"Grandpa and grandma, we are the funeral major of the Civil Affairs College... Ga'er!"

"Gar what?" The monitor looked at him blankly.

"Ga'er, Ga'er, Ga'er," Na Chen smiled, "Scared the three grandmas into unconsciousness, and then grandpa drove us out with a broom."

"Damn!" The squad leader was delighted by him, "Then let's discuss it again. If it doesn't work, just don't tell us where we are from. Would you like to participate?"

"Participate, just let me know when you set a time." Na Chen nodded and drove out of the school.

When I arrived at Leibo's house, I saw Ge Jian was parking Leibo's car outside the garage door of the villa, opened the hood, and was lying on the front of the car to study.

"Where's digging treasure?" Na Chen parked the car beside him.

"Brother Lei said that when the car brakes, there is always a sound of air leakage. Let me see." Ge Jian raised his head and smiled at him, "I thought you couldn't make it."

"Idle is also idle." Na Chen entered the yard and opened the door to enter the house.

Lei Bo was making a phone call with his mobile phone, he fell directly on the sofa and half leaned back, turned on the stereo in Lei Bo's living room, and the passionate symphony immediately filled the whole room.

Lei Bo yelled a few words at the phone and hung up the phone, came over and grabbed the remote control to turn off the sound: "Are you sick?"

"Yes, is there any medicine?" Na Chen smiled.

Lei Bo didn't answer his words, and sat down on the sofa opposite: "Is the drum used? Is it okay?"

"Well, it feels super good," Nachen nodded, "Thank you."

"You can just do what you want, don't be polite to me," Lei Bo lit a cigarette, "I won't go out to eat today, but eat at my place."

"You?" Nachen looked around the room, "Didn't you say you don't need housekeeping to cook?"

"There's no need for housekeeping," Lei Bo puffed out his cigarette and pointed at him, "You do it, aren't you good at cooking? I haven't eaten it yet."

The expression on Na Chen's face suddenly turned cold, seeing Lei Bo did not speak.

"I asked Ge Jian to buy groceries, you can see if there is anything left before you buy..." Lei Bo also looked at him and said calmly.

"No," Na Chen interrupted him, "I won't do it."

"Why?" Leibo didn't seem surprised by his rejection.

"No reason, I'm not in the mood." Na Chen took a cigarette from the coffee table and lit it. He didn't expect Lei Bo to make such a request suddenly, and he felt a little irritable.

Lei Bo was still very calm, put his legs on the coffee table, and looked at a painting hanging on the wall: "Not in the mood? It's okay, tell me when you are in the mood, or... how do you get it?" Feeling?"

"I won't do it." Na Chen said bluntly with a cigarette in his mouth. Lei Bo rarely did this, and suddenly he felt unspeakably uneasy.

"Then what should I do if I want to eat?" Lei Bo looked at him with a smile.

If it was normal and he was so stubborn, Leibo would get angry eight out of ten times, but this time Leibo was always calm, and even his tone didn't change.

"Let Ge Jian do it, he can do it too, scrambled eggs with leeks," Na Chen smoked a cigarette, stood up and walked towards the door, "I'm leaving."

"That Chen," Lei Bo still sat still, "how long have we known each other?"

Na Chen stopped walking, held the door with his hand, thought for a while before saying: "About five or six years."

"It's been six years since today," Lei Bo smoked slowly. "It's been six years since I asked someone to fish you out of the river that day."

"Hmm." Na Chen responded.

"Thinking about how time flies, you have been calling me Brother Lei for six years." Lei Bo smiled.

"I can also call you Uncle Lei, if you don't let me." Na Chen said.

"Don't fucking talk nonsense with me," Leibo said, his voice still calm. "How have I treated you these past few years?"

"Very good." Na Chen said, this sentence is true, Lei Bo is really good to him, his weird temper, all kinds of troubles he caused before, Lei Bo seldom said anything.

"Tell me," Lei Bo looked at the cigarette in his hand, "what am I planning?"

"I don't know." Nachen said, let go of holding on to the door, turned around and walked back to stand in front of Leibo.

"I really don't know?" Lei Bo took a puff of cigarette and sprayed it on his face, "Didn't you always be straight when you talked to me? Stop rushing at me?"

"You're a bit boring today." Na Chen fanned the smoke that sprayed on his face.

"You think I'm boring after falling in love?" Lei Bo pinched his cigarette, stretched his waist and stood up, facing him face to face, "You didn't do this with anyone before."

"I've never dated anyone before." Na Chen curled his lips.

"That's right," Lei Bo sighed, "It seems like he's serious this time."

"Yeah." Nachen nodded.

"Bring us to have a meal together, I'll see what kind of person can make you serious." Lei Bo picked up the remote control and turned up the music volume.

"No." Nachen's refusal was still very straightforward. No matter what Lei Bo was thinking, he didn't want An He to know that he knew these people and had...or is going through a messy life.

"At that time," Lei Bo put down the remote control, approached him, and squeezed his chin, "Do you think I am a very caring person, I have been patiently playing with a little kid for several years, and I just want to cry Rego?"