It turns out that I am a heartthrob who came out of the comics.

It's raining today.

The weather forecast has been sunny for a month, but this rain has ruined its credibility.

There were few people around the villa, and when the crackling rain poured down and the air became humid, there were only two early cicadas chirping to match the heavy rain.

Si Nan felt that this rain was accidentally released by some little dragon, otherwise why is there still such a clear sun and such a blue sky, and there is a clear and bright light everywhere.

This was the fourth day for him and a few others to have fun. They had planned to go to the amusement park today, but the sudden rain disrupted the schedule, and they had to stay in the living room and play mahjong.

He Shen saw that several people pushed all the itineraries for the past few days to accompany him. When he first found out, Li Duan was furious, because He Shen saw that a brand platform in the past few days alone could have six figures in losses.

But no one paid attention to him, Li Duan made a few phone calls and then let them go.

The matter of the new team made him unable to distract himself from other things. It is said that there was such a problem, because Li Duan was unfair in resource allocation, and he pulled the others to coax and terminate the contract.

The key is that I found out later that this kid has a deep background and is still a small fan of Sinan. After several troubles, Mai Li, who was not in charge of things, was brought out. Suppressed, shouting to remove Li Duan from his post.

It's just that Li Duan's shares are there, and Mai Li is also in a dilemma. He is considering letting him retreat to the second line and no longer interfere with the artist's affairs. Now it is said that he is looking for a new agent.

But that's all for later, neither Maiyu nor Li Duan can control the monologues at the moment, and they rarely seize the opportunity to enjoy themselves for a few days.

Sinan was holding a good deck of cards, he was not good at hiding it, maybe he didn't intend to hide it at all, he showed his complacent look on his face, waiting for another card from the next player, he could win no matter what.

Shangjia Qin Xuan looked at the pile of cards in front of him in a helpless manner, and finally thought about playing one card again and again, and Si Nan put the cards one by one - "Nonsense!"

Sitting across from him, Ace complained, "Sinan, why are you so lucky today! If you lose any more, I'll sell myself for you!"

This is of course an exaggeration, they certainly wouldn't bet too much when playing privately, and it was also the first time for Sinan to play mahjong, so he knew in his heart that some people were deliberately checking cards for him, so he laughed along with it.

He Shenjian touched the cards and said, "You have a good idea."

Ace made a small "hum", then continued to laugh at him.

Mahjong is a game for four people. There are five people in the monologue, and one of them is naturally absent.

Mo Tingbai has been moving away for four days.

They seem to have returned to the way they were a few months ago when Mo Tingbai was away, but the relationship was closer.

They didn't dare to think about it carefully, but the fact is that Sinan's time has changed everyone. He is like a precious gift assigned to them by God, so good that they are not sure what they have done to be worth it. These.

No one dared to mention Mo Tingbai's absence, they all knew the reason why Mo Tingbai moved out, just like knowing that Sinan would leave in three days, but everyone tried their best to maintain this atmosphere as if no one knew about it. The outspoken Ace is very cautious in speaking, for fear of bursting this fragile soap bubble.

In the new poker game, Sinan's luck was not very good, but the first player gave the cards, but the next player didn't want them. After a while, he made up a good deck of cards.

He Shenjian asked him, "Is there anything else you want to do?"

Talked like he was a terminally ill, dying patient.

Sinan thought for a while, "Actually, just playing mahjong like this is pretty good. It seems that there is really nothing to do."

He can do everything in the comics, just without these people.What matters is not what, but who is standing next to you.

After he finished speaking, he felt that the atmosphere seemed to be sinking a lot. The other three people maintained stiff smiles at the corners of their mouths, not knowing how to answer the next sentence.

"If I have to say it, then I want to see Xue." Sinan said.

He has lived in the comic world for more than 16 years, and it has never snowed once, because Hua Xia drew this comic in summer, and all the scenes are set in summer, the summer when he was 17 years old, the summer when he was [-] years old... …

Time has not stopped, but there is no snow.

After coming here, City A, which belongs to the southern city, coincidentally did not even encounter a single snowflake last winter.

He has seen heavy snow like goose feathers in the books he was reading. He can imagine the sky is white, but he has never walked on that kind of creaking snow, and the snowflakes have not melted a little bit in the palm of his hand. The smell of snow passed through his heart and spleen, so he still hasn't seen snow.

If there is any regret, then his regret is that he didn't watch a real snow, and didn't watch it with this group of people.

"Let me see which city is snowing now. There are so many cities in the southern hemisphere, and I can always find one. It should be enough time for a three-day round trip." He Shenjian had already put down his card and started searching for world weather and international air tickets.

The door suddenly rang.

Several people looked over and found that Mo Tingbai was standing there.

Seeing Sinan turning back, Mo Tingbai's eyes were momentarily startled, "I thought you guys went out. Come back and get something."

He was in a hurry when he left without packing his luggage.

The scene is cold for several minutes, maybe only a few seconds, but enough to be suffocating.

Finally, Qin Xuan said, "It's almost noon, let's have a meal together."

Mo Tingbai said, "No need, I'll take some clothes and leave."

He went upstairs by himself, resisting not to look at Sinan.

He's terrified that one more look and he'll selfishly beg him not to go.

Thinking that he would never see him again for the rest of his life, Mo Tingbai felt that everything he was doing now was meaningless.

He said in a high-sounding manner that he was afraid that Sinan would miss him, and finally refused to leave, so he moved out.

In fact, he couldn't leave Sinan, and he couldn't face parting.

He couldn't imagine that in just three days, Sinan would completely disappear from his world.

The walking dead packed up a few pieces of clothes, not caring about matching and mismatching, so Mo Tingbai packed a few pieces of clothes into the suitcase.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

His heart tightened, he was afraid that the people outside were him, and he was afraid that the people outside were not him.

He didn't respond for a long time, and the people outside finally spoke, "Boss, brother Shen Jian asked if you want to take back some of the snacks he just made."

It's Ace.

He put away the messy suitcase with a few things in it, and headed out the door, "No need."

After a while, he said again, "Are you leaving today?"

It's about going to see the snow.

Ace paused and said, "It's not settled yet, but it should be. Are you coming with us boss?"

Mo Tingbai looked at the edge of the fabric protruding from the suitcase, and he actually put the sofa inside.

He sat on the sofa, opened the suitcase, and took things out one by one.

"Not going." He said.

Ace's voice was not heard outside for a long time, Mo Tingbai thought he had left, and when he packed up and opened the door, he found that Ace was still standing at the door.

"Boss..." Ace's eyes were scarlet and his voice was hoarse. He looked at Mo Tingbai as if he was being torn apart. Either he was torn apart, or Mo Tingbai was torn apart. In short, his eyes were very painful.

Mo Tingbai frowned, "Why?"

"You stay." Ace said with a bit of tears, "You will regret it if you don't stay."

Mo Tingbai raised his eyes and looked downstairs, Si Nan on the sofa was chatting with Qin Xuan, and He Shenjian was still checking tickets.Everything seems to be normal, they seem to be planning a very ordinary travel plan.

"I'm better off," he said.

Mo Tingbai finally patted Ace on the shoulder, "Let's go, take care of him."

When passing downstairs, He Shenjian still stuffed him with a pack of biscuits, he paused, said "thank you", and went out without looking back.

He Shen saw that the latest flight ticket checked was at 03:30 in the afternoon. It was a direct flight. When it arrived, it was still daytime on the opposite side. In the cold winter, the sun would reflect the snow, and everywhere was covered with sparkling diamonds.

There is almost no need to go through additional procedures, just because they went to that country to shoot magazines before, all kinds of documents are complete,

After lunch, they took some winter clothes and prepared to go.

Before that, they each went back to pack their luggage for this impromptu trip.When they gathered downstairs, they found that Sinan hadn't come down yet.

He has always moved neatly, and I don't know why it took so long this time.

After waiting downstairs for another ten minutes, seeing that he would miss the flight if he waited any longer, He Shen went upstairs to call Sinan.

He knocked on the door for a while, but there was no answer. He was startled suddenly, and a bad premonition suddenly surfaced.

"Sinan!"

Ace and Qin Xuan who were downstairs obviously also heard that He Shenjian was in a bad mood, so they ran up and saw He Shenjian banging on the door hard.

After two or three blows, the door was knocked open.

In fact, the door was not locked, and He Shen saw that there was a doorknob in his impatience.

When he broke in, he saw Sinan lying peacefully on the ground, with a few winter clothes on hand, and a few more neatly folded and put in the suitcase.

He fainted suddenly, but fortunately, he didn't have a nosebleed like before, and he didn't hit a table corner or anything like that.Just fainted.

A few people hurriedly put Sinan on the bed again, and Ace even touched Sinan's breath with trembling hands.

Fortunately, still alive.

The travel plan was naturally cancelled.

When Sinan woke up, another day had passed. He had slept for a full 24 hours. The rain had already stopped, the windows were half closed, and the wind broke in from outside the windows, making the curtains flutter.

There were some voices talking outside, he got up and walked out, stood on the railing and saw He Shen saw three people sitting downstairs, facing another person, Hua Xia.

Ace found Sinan first, jumped up from the sofa, ran up the stairs, and told Sinan that they decided to send him back tonight.

tonight……

He looked at the few people downstairs, and they stopped discussing and were staring at him blankly. When they saw him looking over, they immediately looked away, pretending to be discussing something.

After a while, he nodded and told Ace: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Then he said: "I want to hold a small concert at the end, and I will sing for you, is that okay?"

Ace froze for a moment, then said, "Of course."

Sinan said again: "It's on the roof, I'll go back and get ready."

In fact, there is nothing to prepare, just sing a song, a guitar is enough.

He sat at the table and looked at the piece of paper with the new song written on it, but it was a pity that he could no longer hear it.

When five o'clock came, there was a knock on the door, and Sinan felt uneasy again.

One day has passed, Mo Tingbai should know.

He knew that he was going back today, so he should come, at least to see him one last time.

He will obey, all he wants is one last look at him.

"Come in," Sinan said.

He stared at the door, watched as the door opened and a familiar person walked in, but it wasn't Mo Tingbai.

Seeing the disappointment visible to the naked eye in Sinan's eyes, He Shenjian's heart trembled for a while.

He smiled dumbly at Si Nan, "Are you expecting Mo Tingbai to walk in?"

Si Nan didn't speak, and lowered his head instead of answering.

He Shenjian walked over slowly, "It's okay, even if the person you're looking forward to is not me, it's okay. Whoever you like is your freedom."

Si Nan whispered, "I'm sorry."

"Don't say sorry, you make me feel sad." He Shenjian said, "Singing at night?"

"Yeah." Sinan said.

"Okay, we've packed up the roof, we can go up after dinner in a while. Let's eat now."

"it is good."

……

For the last concert, there was no microphone. He Shenjian prepared a high stool for him, and Sinan sat on it with his guitar in his arms.

The night wind was gentle, scratching people's cheeks and itching. The day was so clear that there were not even a single star at night, but the small lights that Ace placed around seemed to turn into stars on the ground.

There were four audiences sitting in front of him, He Shenjian, Qin Xuan, Ace and Hua Xia.

Hua Xia is holding a computer in his hand, which contains his ending.

During the meal, Hua Xia asked him if he wanted to read what he wrote, and he shook his head.

Knowing it is useless, he has to go through it anyway, there is nothing he can do about it.

If he doesn't know, he can still lie to himself that these are his own choices.

After plucking the strings, Sinan said: "Thank you everyone for taking the time to accompany me. I don't want to talk too much tonight, but meeting you is my greatest luck here."

He sang "Spring Night" again for the first time.

This was the first song he sang when he saw them.

At that time, he didn't know that he would have such a deep bond with them.

When the chorus part was sung, Ace's tears fell. He turned his head to hide it, but he couldn't stop it anyway, so he let it flow like this, and raised his arms to beat Sinan.

"The second song is a new song that hasn't been released, and it probably won't be released after all, so I'll sing it for you to listen to."

Si Nan adjusted the guitar and looked at the place where the stairs came up.

The time they agreed is 12 o'clock tonight, and no one is allowed to change it. Hua Xia's computer has already set a release time.

There are three more hours.

It's only been three hours and he still hasn't come.

"He tiptoed the snow

he put his hands in his pockets

He tilted his head and gave people a half-smile

He made the cold winter no longer the cold winter. "

Simon sang softly.

In the deep night sky, there is only one moon that will never be late anyway.

It's outrageously round.

"The gentle beast

Please

take me to see spring

Look at the hot summer and the autumn that is suitable for hugs

Show me whether snow at minus [-] degrees Celsius is sweeter than ice cream. "

"Take me to see the morning

Look at the hot sun and the wind that never stops at night

Show me the dawn you took out of your arms when the sunflowers bowed and raised their heads. "

The cicadas, which had been subdued for a long time, sounded again, and the sound of summer came in the air.

He remembered that because Mo Tingbai was allergic to pollen, there were no flowers and plants in the villa.

But in the gentle night wind in late spring and early summer, he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance of flowers.

Perhaps it was he who sent him flowers.

Maybe Mo Tingbai was not against Hua at all, but had a private agreement, such as helping him with some things and giving someone away when necessary.

"Show me the world

or i say

hold my hand

let me know

Even the torn time and space cannot be taken away Yo Yo Lu Ming

and when the dandelions are just turning yellow

your

The gentle whispers passing by my ear. "

Suddenly there was a booming sound of flapping wings overhead.

Several people looked up and saw a miniature plane with a huge box, flying over a centuries-old poplar tree and flying over their heads.

Sinan looked up at the plane and the box that didn't know what was in it.

Feeling the wind sound much stronger than the night wind brought by the flying wings of the small plane.

His guitar sound continued.

The rumble of the planes did not drown out his guitar.

Then he watched the cardboard box burst open from the underside, and white particles fell down the caliber.

Particles lighter than a feather flew around under the rotation of the propeller, and soon covered the entire sky as far as he could see, and then fell to the ground, which turned into a vast expanse of whiteness.

It's like a heavy snow that has been held back for a long time.

Then, he saw the person he was thinking of, slowly coming up from the stairs he was looking forward to, holding a bunch of freesia.

Maybe it was fake flowers, but he smelled flowers.

The white particles gently landed on his hand, landed on his guitar, and then slid down gently. He looked at Mo Tingbai who was slowly walking towards him, and continued to sing.

"please

take me away

let me know

Tomorrow's whereabouts and what is the return date

What should I say to show that I love you too. "

Mo Tingbai walked up to him and handed the bouquet of freesias to his hand.

It is indeed a fake flower, but the smell of freesia is real.

The particles all over the sky fell on the ground, and slowly floated up again with the night wind, only then did he realize that these small particles were foam.It's the kind of plastic foam used to fill the cushion, which becomes what it looks like after being ground.

So many foams need to be finely polished to look like this. I don't know how long it will take to make.

He accepted the flowers Mo Tingbai sent over, and Mo Tingbai said, "I'm late."

He suddenly felt aggrieved, why did they waste such a long time.Obviously to them, every minute is so precious.

He really wanted to blame him, but in the end he chose to forgive him.

After all, he sent him a snow.

The snow didn't melt in his palm, but in his heart.

Just like the rumors, it also creaks and creaks when you step on it, which is a very cute sound.

Si Nan looked into Mo Tingbai's eyes, gently stroked the "snow" that fell on his hair, then closed his eyes and kissed him.

"What should I say to show that I love you too..."

Needless to say.

That's enough.

Mo Tingbai remembered the first time he saw Sinan, he curled up into a small ball and lay on his bed, making his quilt crumpled.

The scene was filmed all night, and the moon was bigger and rounder than today.

He thought it was because of these that he wasn't really angry when he saw this sleeping face.

At that time, I couldn't understand this kind of mentality, and I was still doing things in the past, but now I really want to fly back in the time machine, telling myself that from that second on, hold this person tightly, don't waste a minute .

Si Nan sat back and continued to sing his song.

The surroundings became quiet again, the cicadas stopped singing, maybe they were also quietly listening to Sinan's song.

Si Nan sang one after another, only to realize that he had written so many songs in less than a year.

Of course, there was also Sinan's stock in it. He dug up some of them, and sent them out without any adaptation.

To his surprise, the market accepted it very harmoniously.

He thought, if the same song is released under different circumstances, it will face different fates, so he can rest assured.

Then when the original Sinan came back, he didn't have to worry about not being accepted.

Yes, he believed that after he left, the original Sinan would come back again.He couldn't explain this speculation, maybe it was a kind of tacit understanding out of eccentricity.

In the afternoon, he wrote a few small notes to the original Sinan.

"Hello, friend. Welcome home."

"Your teammates really care about you. Don't turn your back on them."

"You look handsome when you smile, but if you don't want to laugh, don't laugh."

"You're the most talented person I've ever met, believe in yourself. You don't have to change a thing."

"I helped you accept the ad for your favorite snack, and you can eat whatever you want in the future! But pay attention to body management, keke."

"Friends, goodbye by fate."

If he can be seen, then I hope Sinan will still be treated with tenderness in this world, after he is gone.

When the last song was sung, it was less than a quarter of an hour before twelve o'clock.

The night was very deep.But from their point of view, city A in the distance is still brightly lit.This is the time for excitement and reunion.

They didn't know what to say, and nothing could express their current mood.

Only the "snow" is still flying around, and the rest seem to be still and become a realistic painting.

"There are still 10 minutes." Hua Xia reminded them, "Say what needs to be said quickly."

But no one spoke.

Qin Xuan walked over and shook Sinan's shoulder, "We will be fine, and you will too."

"Ah."

Time passed by minute by minute.

The last ten seconds.

Ace couldn't help covering his mouth and crying.

He Shenjian and Qin Xuan looked at Sinan quietly.

He is standing in this clearing, but he will leave any moment.

"5, 4—"

Mo Tingbai stood up and suddenly hugged him.

"2, 1."

All the imaginary visions did not happen, and he was as calm as when he came.

Mo Tingbai did not let go, the person in his arms was still there.

They suddenly held such a hope that Sinan didn't leave, and this method failed.

Then Mo Tingbai felt the person in his arms lose strength for a few seconds, recovered after a while and slowly straightened up, then let go of him, and took two steps back.

"Why am I here..."

The author has something to say: I didn't finish writing, and I will definitely finish writing tomorrow. (However, I suddenly feel that it can end like this, it’s an open ending...)

Below is the warning lyrics.

"Gentle Beast"

Composer and Lyricist: Si Nan

Trying to mix in: some and

he tiptoed the snow

he put his hands in his pockets

He tilted his head and gave people a half-smile

He makes winter no longer winter

that gentle beast

Please--

take me to see spring

Look at the hot summer and the autumn that is suitable for hugs

Show me whether the snow at minus [-] degrees Celsius is sweeter than ice cream

take me to see the morning

Look at the hot sun and the wind that never stops at night

Show me the dawn you took out of your arms when the sunflowers bowed and raised their heads

show me the world

or i say

hold my hand

let me know

Even the torn time and space cannot be taken away Yo Yo Lu Ming

and when the dandelions are just turning yellow

Your soft voice passing by my ear

please

take me away

let me know

Tomorrow's whereabouts and what is the return date

what can i say to say i love you too