[Rebirth] Symphony Philharmonic

The fanatical feeling for music that comes from here, this kind of heat can burn people, once you get close, there will be nothing left.

"Did something happen?"

Wei He looked up at him, shook his hand and asked, "You mean this?"

Ning Fei nodded deeply, "I heard it was Zhuang Zixian who did it." Zhuang Zixian is his cousin, he has no impression of this cousin, he just remembers that every time he asks his grandfather for living expenses, this cousin My younger brother would pull him to ask questions, tell him various things, and never let him go back.

He even beat up the cousin twice at the beginning, but the cousin cried and told him, "You hit it, I won't tell it." He immediately felt that this was a big conspiracy, and he didn't dare to stay for a long time In Fangchuan.

Wei He fiddled with the piano for a while, and then looked at him with a smile, "It's not a big deal, anyone who is deaf can become famous, and maybe I will be in trouble because of the broken hand." He said while talking to himself. Smiling, it seems that there is a bit of sour inside.

Because of this incident, he decided to slowly observe Wei He.

This person likes to drink strawberry milk, and also likes to watch others play the piano. There are several friends around him, one is bald, the other is mentally retarded, and the only one who is normal is Li Zhen, but he is also a little out of his mind, and he actually likes the mentally retarded. Several times, Ning Feishen saw the two kissing mouth to mouth.

Then one day, Wei He was sleeping on the piano that had not been opened. The piano panel was so narrow. He saw the man and wanted to wake him up, but he saw the man's naked body. It was very hot in summer, and Wei He took off his clothes. The clothes showed slightly sweaty honey-colored skin, which was different from his. Although Wei He's body had muscles, the flesh was also soft. When he poked it in, it seemed that he could hear the beautiful beauty coming out of it. Note.

Only wearing a pair of strawberry underwear, isn't it to seduce him?

It was rare for Ning Feishen to figure it out. He remembered the two friends of Wei He he saw in the park. The normal one said what he said, and the mentally retarded one did what he did. He said with a normal mind: "Tangtang, stick out your tongue "The mentally handicapped one would really listen, and then the one who spoke leaned over to play hooliganism, and the tongues of the two intertwined, making it impossible to look directly at.

It was obviously a disgusting scene, but when he saw the naked person in front of him again, Ning Feishen suddenly felt lustful.

His bottom had never been so hard before, and he relieved it occasionally, but he didn't feel such a strong feeling. He glanced at Wei He who was still sleeping, and then walked out of the big yard.

After high school, even though he had officially embarked on the road of being a conductor, he still wanted to think about Wei He being able to ejaculate every night. At the beginning, he ejaculated so fast that he once thought that he was sick and should go to the hospital. .

He thought of Wei He blushing for him to blowjob, lying under his body and spreading his thighs, grabbing his genitals with those hands that were particularly good-looking when playing the piano, touching his body, and then tearing up Barking and begging him to come in.He wanted Wei He to be covered in his cock, from the inside out, and then he kept begging for mercy and screaming.

This is every man's dream. Just thinking about it like this makes Ning Feishen feel hot. After contemplating for a while, he feels that it's just a physical defect, and he can find anyone.

But the practice after a few days told him that he couldn't fuck anyone other than Wei He at all.

A rich second generation met in a bar drunkenly analyzed to him, "This is falling in love, you idiot." Then he asked him with his brain, "I have read all the flowers, and I want to do it this time." A music player, preferably the one who looks very pure and cold, but is really coquettish in his bones, brother, do you have any recommendations?"

Ning Feishen glanced at him, but ignored him, as he hadn't settled his own affairs yet.

The rich second generation continued, "I heard that those of you who play the piano can know who that person is just by listening to the music, but you can help me find someone like that, who is cold on the outside and coquettish on the inside."

After Ning Fei paused for a second, he understood.Maybe it was because I fell in love with Wei He unknowingly when I was listening to Wei He playing the piano.Wei He always likes to play some simple and naive things, but these things can best reflect human nature. Among those songs, there are also children's songs written by Wei He himself, and they all brought Ning Feichen throbbing and joy.

He began to prepare for the future, and at the same time dug a hole, preparing to catch his wife and go home.

The days in college were the most difficult. He originally thought that he would have plenty of time to bring people back slowly, but he never expected that he would go from the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra to the London Symphony Orchestra, and finally all the way to the Galaxy Philharmonic Orchestra. After conducting a piece, he would never again There is no way to stop, on TV and newspapers, and it took several years before returning to my hometown again.

The orchestra does not lack men and women who want to sleep with him, but Ning Feishen is not rare, he likes to masturbate himself thinking of Wei He, the rich second generation in the bar still has contact with him, after hearing about this incident He often laughed at him, and then spent some money to find out about Wei He. He was indeed still in the town, and now he was a high school music teacher.

The moment Ning Feishen set foot on the land of the town, he decided to look for Wei He, but he couldn't find him anywhere. Finally, through the efficient work of the family's intelligence network, he quickly walked downstairs.

It was still a step too late. Medical cars and police cars swarmed up, and a pale and bloody man was lifted out of it, as well as a teenager in a trance.

Ning Feichen, who has experienced the underworld, and also experienced life and death, is very clear about this kind of injury and expression. The child who became excited after taking drugs took the life of the person he loved just like this.This kind of drug can make that young man excited. It has been so many years, and Wei He is the only one... and now he has left.

Ning Feichen's heart suddenly constricted, and his throat was also dry, like a needle prick.

"Get rid of the student who was found this afternoon directly from the prison." He made a phone call, and now his father's organization has come under his control, and he relies on music to cleanse the mafia. ridiculous.

Originally, he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Wei He, but he was ready to let the school dismiss him, so that he would be helpless, and finally he was taken in by himself.

Thought so much, but did not expect this situation.

The official announcement of "death on the spot" was like a sharp sword cutting through the sky, and he suddenly felt that the sky was falling.

One after another, the maple leaves began to drift away, and one fell on the white cloth cover. I really wanted to take another look at that person, and I wanted to know if he was smiling now, and whether it would be painful to leave. ...

Ning Feishen grabbed his head, sat on the ground in the corner, and finally couldn't help crying.

If there is an afterlife, he wants to follow that person from the very beginning and protect that person. They can learn the piano together and keep playing and playing. Even if they die, they won't die alone.

There are songs in the world, but the songs are difficult to tune. If you die, you will die. There will be no interesting nursery rhymes, nor will there be that person's bright smile, piano and violin baton, what else can these dead things bring.

The maple leaves withered and fell off in an instant, and the mud on the roadside disliked this land.One second missed is a lifetime missed.If he really can have a next life, he must, must never let go.