The perfect game for personalities

Speakeasy bars in small cities are opened on the side of the unobtrusive street, and the dark name is hidden among the bright signboards around, so it is difficult for anyone to notice.

Enter through the narrow doorway and walk down a spiral staircase to see the whole picture of the underground bar.

The lights along the way were very dim, and there were still flirting couples leaning against the wall, or adults kissing fiercely, Xiang Zimo walked in with his guitar on his back, and Jiang Fei followed him closely , no time to look elsewhere.

The underground bar is noisier, more open, and more chaotic than the usual bar. Although it is not the most lively time at night, the ambiguity in the air is enough to make people feel the restless atmosphere that belongs to the adult world.

Xiang Zimo went straight to the backstage to rehearse tonight's performance with the band.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Fei behind him being blocked by the staff.

This is an underground bar that has been open for several years. The guests who come here are adults who have a good time. People like Jiang Fei who come in directly wearing school uniforms are usually regular customers who deliberately dress like this.

The underground space, which has been isolated from the ground, is filled with colorful lights and deafening music, creating a miasma of smog and ugliness.

Jiang Fei stood alone with her schoolbag in her arms.

The blue and white school uniform was particularly eye-catching in the bar, and his skin was also white, turning into a dazzling porcelain white under the light.

Raven-black hair, handsome eyebrows, red lips.

It is a purity that is incompatible with this place.

Glancing at Zimo, there were already many eyes staring at him not far away, but Jiang Fei still didn't notice it, and was still whispering something to the staff in a daze.

Xiang Zimo supported the frame of the mirror and looked away.

The backstage is a forbidden area of ​​the speakeasy, only the staff can come in. Xiang Zimo's band is the resident band here, but he just came back from Beijing recently and joined the band not long ago, so he is not very familiar with it.

After rehearsing the repertoire, the band members hooked up and went out to rest. Xiang Zimeditated to go outside to smoke a cigarette, and walked at the end.

He was still thinking about the unfinished score at home, and he was a little absent-minded. The voice of the band member who was walking in front came in a few words before he listened.

"Damn! Why is that man wearing a school uniform?"

"It must be on purpose, but it's really amazing. Those Sao/Zeros in the past are not as beautiful as they are today. They are so beautiful!"

"What's the matter, did you see it?"

The narrow and ambiguous laughter concealed tacit thoughts, and he accidentally glanced at Zimo from the corner of his eye. When he saw Jiang Fei, surrounded by several people and only showing a corner of his blue and white school uniform, he suddenly remembered his existence.

Jiang Fei was sitting on a high seat in front of the bar, holding her schoolbag, and a glass of untouched lemonade in front of her.

Xiang Zimo saw someone strike up a conversation with him, a woman with heavy make-up, or a well-dressed man, but Jiang Fei kept shaking his head, his vigilant expression seemed to contain a trace of panic that couldn't be concealed because he was too young.

Such an expression, like a little rabbit that fell into a wolf's den, only to be eaten up and wiped out.

This bar is messy, in every sense of the word.

In addition to the most common men and women, there are also many homosexuals mixed here, and Jiang Fei, a clean and ignorant high school student, is undoubtedly the most likable.

Even if other people don't have this tendency, they will be attracted to tease him or bully him.

Xiang Zimo frowned, and heard one of the band members lower his voice excitedly.

"Fuck, that's fucking cool, if I don't fuck/sex/bed him tonight, I'll..."

The rest of the voice and the echoing titters of other members were covered by the music, but Xiang Zimo knew that this person was gay, and he would never give up until he achieved his goal.

His brows were furrowed even tighter, and he squeezed the edge of the cigarette case tightly with his hand in his pocket, rubbing it for a while.

Before the band member who threatened to get Jiang Fei was ready to attack, Xiang Zimo passed them, pushed aside the crowd at a leisurely pace, and walked towards Jiang Fei.

There were many people around Jiang Fei, but when Xiang Zimo was approaching quickly, he looked back as if feeling something, his timid eyes lit up again the moment he saw Xiang Zimo.

Like a kitten at home who can't wait to come running every time, Jiang Fei pushed away the stranger who was trying to take advantage of him, jumped off the seat, and ran towards Zimo as if fleeing.

He ran too fast and in a hurry, and bumped his head into Xiang Zimo's chest, which was so hard that he shook his body in pain.

Xiang Zimo reached out his hand subconsciously, and put it on his shoulder vaguely, without touching it, but at the same time, everyone who cast their unknown gazes could clearly see his protection.

It is one of the unwritten rules in this underground bar not to provoke those with companions.

So those coveted people immediately showed regretful expressions, and dispersed one after another.

Jiang Fei hadn't noticed the undercurrent between them, he rubbed his red forehead, looked up at Xiang Zimo, and asked in a low voice expectantly.

"Are you going home?"

What a home, this is just the beginning.

Xiang Zimo should have told him unceremoniously, but he saw the colorful light in Jiang Fei's eyes reflected by the lights of the underground bar. The moment the lights moved away, it was black and white again.

He frowned, reached out to grab Jiang Fei by the back collar, and carried him towards the backstage like a kitten.

Jiang Fei stumbled and followed him, during which time he bumped into a band member at the backstage entrance.

Those people stared at him blankly, with different eyes, and one of them had the most ugly face.

Jiang Fei turned his head to avoid their sight, and after listening to Xiang Zimo and the staff say a few words, he obediently followed him into the backstage where he was not allowed to enter just now.

The backstage is huge and there are very few people. The further you go in, the farther and farther away the hustle and bustle outside.

Xiang Zimo originally led him to the room where the band was, but halfway there he felt something was wrong. After a while, when the band members came back and saw Jiang Fei, something might happen again.

He glanced at the backstage room, thought for a few seconds, and brought Jiang Fei to a staff lounge.

There are only simple sofas inside for the staff to rest at ordinary times.

He let Jiang Fei go in, and told him again.

"Don't go out, I will come and call you when you leave."

Jiang Fei nodded, took out the textbooks and workbooks from his schoolbag, looked at him again and assured him.

"Then I'll do my homework here."

Running to the bar to do homework, Xiang Zimo would definitely find it ridiculous if he heard such words, but now he is relieved to see Jiang Fei's serious expression, and the boredom of making trouble for himself is slightly relieved Went to some.

He grinned and closed the door.

Glancing at the room number of the staff lounge, he didn't go out of the backstage again, found a secluded place, and called a number.

The opposite side was quickly connected.

Xiang Zimo spoke first, with a deep and familiar tone.

"Sister Xue, don't let anyone else enter the room at No. 5 in the staff lounge."

The woman on the other end of the phone had a charming voice, and there was a bit of gossip in her surprised tone.

"Why, where are you hiding a girl?"

Xiang Zimo's tone was a little helpless.

"No, the kid from the neighbor's family followed me to the bar for something. He is underage and very stupid. I'm afraid that others will abduct him."

Sister Xue laughed and said narrowly.

"Zimo, this is the first time I've seen you bring someone to the bar. Are you really a neighbor's kid?"

"If you don't believe me, see for yourself."

The bar has real-time monitoring connected to Sister Xue's mobile phone, so Xiang Zimo said this, but Sister Xue said it with great interest.

"I'm going to the bar just now, so I must take a good look at your neighbor's kid."

The last few words were accentuated deliberately, obviously still didn't believe Xiang Zimo's words, but Xiang Zimo didn't bother to explain too many times, and hung up the phone after saying a few more words.

After turning around and taking a few steps, he caught a glimpse of the other band members walking in.

Jiang Fei, who threatened to strike up a conversation just now, had the worst expression on his face. When he saw Xiang Zimo, he couldn't help frowning, and asked half-believingly.

"Xiang Zimo, did you know the guy in the school uniform just now?"

"kindness."

Xiang Zimo didn't say much, but only gave an affirmative answer.

The other party was obviously not reconciled. After scanning around suspiciously, he smiled again and asked politely.

"He's your friend, so why not get to know him? Anyway, you brought him backstage just now, where is he?"

"gone."

"How is it possible! I kept staring at the backstage just now, and you didn't come out after you went in. Who are you lying to?"

The eagerness to eat something made the bad-tempered opponent suddenly change his face, and he stopped being polite to the guitarist who had just cooperated for a few days, and sneered.

"Xiang Zimo, people who come to this bar are looking for fun. If you don't want to, don't hinder others from looking for it. Besides, he deliberately dressed like that to come in because he wants to suffer..."

Xiang Zimo's face turned cold, he stared at him, and said expressionlessly.

"Keep your mouth clean, he's underage."

Many of the people here are tender-looking, and in fact they have long been regular customers of veterans, so although the resident band members saw Jiang Fei appearing here for the first time, they thought he was the same.

Hearing that he was underage, the other party's expression changed, he held back for a while, and finally let out a resentful snort, turned around and left.

Xiang Zimo looked at their backs, and there was a trace of haze between his brows.

The disgusting feeling came again, making him feel that the whole world was dirty, chaotic, dirty, and there was no clean place at all.