early bird sold out

Spring in Kyoto begins in April, and when the cherry blossoms on both sides of the Philosophical Path begin to wither, it heralds the end of this year's spring.

Fragile and warm.

——Xia Zhizhu once heard people use words to describe cherry blossoms to describe his two mothers.

It's amazing, those netizens who rely on fragments of words on the Internet to know about Ruan Mi and Yoko have never seen them, but under the malicious and indifferent gossip, some people can still rely on their natural romance to make those The scattered clues that have long lost their timeliness and attention are woven together to tell a story full of regrets mixed with beautiful imagination.

In spring, Yoko came to visit him from Osaka as scheduled, and when they went shopping in Heyuan Town, Xia Zhizhu and Yoko accidentally mentioned the past and present life that domestic netizens had woven for her and Ruan Mi.

The woman thought it was interesting, so she turned her eyes to the branches extending upwards in front of the passing store, and said softly, "Then your mother is this kind of cherry blossom tree."

She grows like no one else on the noisy and lively street, and even the sunset and the lights of the human world are subject to her, as if she can shine by herself.

"What about you?" Xia Zhizhu asked.

Yoko blinked, stood under the flower tree, smiled and replied to her lover's child who now called herself "Mom": "I just look at her."

No matter what season it is, whether Ruan Mi is blooming or not, or withered or not, she always gazes at her from under the tree.

Quiet and long-lasting, just like Yoko always did.

In summer, Xia Zhizhu rented the apartment near the school.

The yellow woody fragrance downstairs of his house is the most proud selling point of the agent and the landlord. When it is in full bloom, it looks like a scene in an animation.Every day when I go downstairs, Xia Zhizhu can't help but stop to watch, take a photo, and share it with Xi Zhao or the hard candies who are eager to post some dynamics on the way when he is about to be late.

Xia Zhizhu's schoolwork is going well, and occasionally he goes to the art department next door to try pottery and sculpture.However, in terms of manual skills, Xia Zhizhu is really bad. After a semester, he barely made two asymmetrical cups. He accidentally missed the bottom when drawing the billet. It was finally saved and turned into a small flowerpot.

Pottery is a job that tests patience. Xia Zhizhu went there several times later. After glazing and firing, he took the finished product back and put it on the balcony of the apartment. He planted some cat grass and occasionally went downstairs to feed the nearby stray cats. .

There are so many things to do in summer.

When the rainy season comes, Xia Zhizhu sometimes takes a transparent umbrella and goes to the Kamo Shrine to listen to the rain.The maple leaves in this season are so green that they are transparent. Sitting under the eaves, he often looks at them all morning.

When all the carp banners in the festival were removed, after autumn, Xia Zhizhu would occasionally go to Liuliguangyuan to copy scriptures.In front of the reflective desktop that reflects the beautiful scenery, there are often tourists coming and going to take pictures. Xia Zhizhu, who forgot to bring his mobile phone, closed his eyes and sat under the maple tree, but he did not know that he had become one of the scenery in the lens of others.

Kyoto has more distinct seasons than Jiangcheng. In winter, Xia Zhizhu was infected with chills by Ren Shuhan, who just came to visit. When he went out, he would always wrap himself up as if he was in the Siberian plain.

Maybe it's because everyone wears a lot, and crossing the road has become a lively event in winter.Children running on the sidewalk, white-collar workers, middle school students chatting with each other and playing games... When passing them by, memories of going to and from school alone with their schoolbags on their backs and their heads bowed inadvertently popped out to show off their might, Xia Zhizhu He couldn't help but look back at the zebra crossing, but at the moment he realized that he had grown up enough to walk alone without being lonely, he couldn't help laughing at the arrogant memory of the momentary depression and death.

Spring, summer, fall, winter.

They occupy a larger proportion of his and Xi Zhao's schedules respectively, but in fact, they have never left each other's lives.

Philosophically, the unrealistically beautiful cherry blossom viewing season is very short, but because someone can take the tram with him to Sakyo District without a destination just for a walk, Xia Zhizhu was able to witness the whole process of cherry blossoms from blooming to withering.

The seeds of cat grass were brought by Xi Zhao from China as Ji Bocen’s human package, and the matter of going to listen to the rain was originally an accident—the transparent umbrella was too small, even if it was tightly squeezed in At the same time, the shoulders of the two were also wet respectively. They ran to the nearest shrine to hide from the rain, helplessly wiped each other's wet foreheads, and turned their heads to find the green maple leaves in summer.

Xi Zhao secretly took a picture of him with a camera at the Glass Shrine, Xi Zhao waited for him to bake sweet potatoes in front of the microwave oven at home in the cold winter, and Xi Zhao who hurriedly finished work at Christmas and went to Hokkaido with him... …

The early birds sang from the forest, and the fog cleared. Xia Zhizhu nestled in Xi Zhao's arms, and was amazed to find that the morning sun on the ice field turned out to be such a unique orange-purple.

After growing up, it seems that he has not had such a leisurely and peaceful life for a long time.

When there were not so many audiences around, Xia Zhizhu suddenly realized that he could live a bolder life.

Although being an accomplished actor and singer in the industry, people still recognize him in various places from time to time, but Xia Zhizhu has even learned how to deceive people without changing his face.

That day in the supermarket, Xi Zhao went to pick out the ingredients for cooking red wine at night, Xia Zhizhu was wandering in the snack area, and accidentally met a hard candy lady who came from China to travel.

"I'm not him." Xia Zhizhu coaxed her without blinking.

"Many people say that I look like him, but Xia Zhizhu has a mole on his face, and I don't."

He even has evidence - on the day of Qiuyu's catwalk debut, the make-up artist accidentally splashed three small drops of black liquid on Xia Zhizhu's eyes and right cheek when she pulled out the eyeliner in a hurry. He wiped it off, but Nie Ziyu, who was passing by, saw it and stopped it in time, and left it on Xia Zhizhu's clean and flawless face as three unique moles, and later released a whole set of photos of the scene.

Even those who like Xia Zhizhu may not be able to notice these small details that happened in the background, and in the girl's cognition, the ability to lie without even blinking an eye does not seem to be possessed by Xia Zhizhu. Suddenly, she who had just entered the pit was stupefied. She pursed her lips in embarrassment, scratched her face, and asked shyly, "Then can we still take a group photo?"

She may not really have the opportunity to see bamboo in real life in her life, but it would be great if she can take a photo with a passerby who looks like bamboo.

Xia Zhizhu nodded generously: "Of course."

After parting from Xia Zhizhu at New Chitose Airport, when going through the security check, Xi Zhao took out from his coat pocket an envelope that Xia Zhizhu had slipped into him with a hug before parting.

It contained a photo of the two of them standing under the Christmas tree, taken and presented by a passing photographer, and a letter.

On the way back home across the ocean, Xi Zhao read this short letter countless times with the help of the small, warm and dim reading light above his head.

"You took the photo, remember?"

In the letter, Xia Zhizhu told him the story of this chance encounter, and after asking, the boy heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, you wore a mask, because after that we held hands and walked away in front of her." Got it :P"

Xia Zhizhu's habit of expressing emotions with the help of emoji when chatting online has been preserved since then.Xi Zhao's fingertips gently caressed the small expression of beady eyes and tongue drawn by the pen, and he couldn't help but slightly curled the corners of his lips.

"Frankly, I used to be too utilitarian.

"I used to roughly estimate how many fans there are based on the number of fans, readings, and views, but I forgot that after each number '1', there is actually a very vivid life.

"And when I found out that there are actually so many people like you and me who are working hard every day to seriously like me, I finally began to believe that I am actually very rich."

——Xia Zhizhu's self-confession.

"I don't regret it, and I'm even very happy that I chose to go back to school. Now, I have the full moon, lights and people I miss.

"It's nice here, but I miss you so much.

"It's so strange, obviously I haven't left you yet, but when I write this letter while looking at you sleeping next to you, I'm already thinking about you.

"So, wait for me, Xi Zhao.

"Soon, I'll run back to you forever."

——Xia Zhizhu confessed to him.

The golden sunset outside the porthole used to be the sky that Ruan Tang and Xi Zhao were most tired of avoiding, but because of a first encounter and countless encounters, this wonderful time has long been covered with a new emotional color.

It turns out that when it comes to love, lovers of few words are always the best poets.

No matter how many times, Xi Zhao thought.

No matter how many times, he will always be amazed by Xia Zhizhu's unique tenderness.

Before graduating in spring, Xia Zhizhu's social platform was silent for a long time, and the bachelor's photo of him holding flowers and a graduation certificate under the early cherry blossoms in March was like a firework, instantly lighting up everyone The long-awaited gaze.

Xia Zhizhu is coming back soon.

Along with the finale model of Qiuyu's new season fashion show that has not been announced for a long time, Xingyan also surprised the officials by announcing the schedule information of Xia Zhizhu's first concert tour after his comeback.

Amid the voices of the general public, Xia Zhizhu did not accidentally invite Ren Shuhan and Xi Yue as guests, but as the first mysterious performance that has not yet announced the specific location and ticket sales information, it is obvious that this one held in Jiangcheng will soon become A special session that belongs exclusively to Xia Zhizhu.

Under the training of Nie Ziyu, the runway is no longer an unfamiliar battlefield for Xia Zhizhu. Half of the new spring and summer clothes this season are when she went to Kyoto to prepare for Xia Zhizhu's graduation concert at her own expense. Done by hand.

Originally, he should go directly to the backstage to prepare makeup, but when Qiu Ran asked him if he wanted to participate in the red carpet session, he remembered that those hard candies that Xi Zhao showed him spontaneously organized a small team with invitation letters in Chaohua. Next to the red carpet, Xia Zhizhu smiled and squinted the post of cheering for Zhuzi, and shyly asked his sister to reserve a short process for him then.

On the day of the press conference, as an unexpected surprise egg, Xia Zhizhu walked out of the sponsor's car halfway through the red carpet session.

The exclamation and the sound of shutters accompanied him all the way to sign in front of the curtain wall. Expertly prepared to enter the infield.

But at this moment, he saw those girls who were holding up the lampboard with his name on their faces and looking like they were about to cry.

What a coincidence, the one who cried the most was the little girl who was raped by Xia Zhizhu when she was in Hokkaido - she couldn't be crying that the person she liked turned out to be a big liar.

Xia Zhizhu couldn't help but wanted to laugh, but found that the little girl raised her hand at the same time, making a silent gesture to herself nervously.

She was afraid that she would embarrass Xia Zhizhu on the red carpet, but Xia Zhizhu, who happened to have drawn two moles of tears today, took the initiative to walk over under the unexpected eyes of the reporters, and stood holding his hand with his face on it. Standing in front of the girls who were at a loss, she tilted her head gently and patiently, and asked in a low voice almost slyly: "Do you want a group photo?"

This time it's the real Summer Bamboo.

Passers-by on the red carpet teased Repo, who was half envious, almost when Xia Zhizhu went to the backstage to change clothes, and reposted it on Weibo together with the anecdote that a certain hard candy met Xia Zhizhu in Hokkaido a few months ago but was fooled by the other party. The heat turned, and Xingyan's current public relations director, Lu Sicong, was a thug, so he immediately took the opportunity to publicize the information that the tickets for Xia Zhizhu's second concert would be issued soon.

Just one second.

In the backstage where people were busy coming and going, Song Ci, who was leaning on the makeup table, blinked.

Like a sigh, but also like a sigh, the woman raised her head and waved the phone page with eye-catching fonts to Xia Zhizhu who was quietly looking at her.

"Early bird sold out."

Not just early bird tickets, tickets at all price points are sold out.

Xia Zhizhu asked solemnly: "Am I so popular?"

Song Ci laughed, stretched out her fingertips and tapped his forehead, affirming softly: "It's beyond red."

Two weeks later, on May 31st, Xia Zhizhu's birthday.

At [-]:[-] p.m., on weekend nights, the east bank of Lujiang River has become one of the brightest stars on the night map of world cities as usual.

The Mingzhen Square in the center was gradually crowded with people with the same purpose who came from all over the world after the extremely strict security a few hours ago. At 3:[-] p.m. The perfume advertisement was displayed on the large naked-eye [-]D screen, which is famous in the fashion circle. Amidst countless screams, the picture of the male protagonist at the moment appeared clearly again.

The night sky, the moon, the band, the empty venue, surrounded by tall buildings with lights.

——Xia Zhizhu's dream came true, and he really held the concert on the roof.On the first stop of the tour, he sang for everyone for free.

The drums beat and the breathless silence waited, and the boy's singing drove the frenzied atmosphere of the entire opening concert in a second.

The crowd was on the ground below a vertical height of [-] meters. Xia Zhizhu couldn't see them, but he could hear their shouts and spontaneous singing.

The unfinished psychedelic rock that had been released on Luguo was finally sung to the whole world by Xia Zhizhu with the attention of only a dozen people at the beginning.

The song is over.

The eyelashes that had been propped up on the fingertips to make a wish never to be wet slowly lifted, Xia Zhizhu faced the camera facing her and held the microphone in front of her.

"I started writing a song in autumn, and wrote the last note on the day of the first snow. The first line of this song is about late spring, but its name is "summertime"."

His words aroused people's laughter and screams, and the crowd was in a commotion. Suddenly, Xia Zhizhu couldn't help imagining a tall, thin, most conspicuous figure standing in the crowd, and those pair of eyes that crossed the sea and the sea. Must have been staring intently into his black eyes.

Today, in the context of the Internet weaving everything together, the phrase "summertime" has grown into a whole system.

A beautiful summary was circulated on Weibo before.

In addition to the images connoted by the word "Midsummer Time", you can also experience sweetness, pain, sadness, youth, deep-rooted, coolness, secret love, loneliness, heat, sunshine, rivers, skin, waist, and flowing trees. Shadow, the shortest sense of happiness and the longest aftertaste, approaching death at the peak.

There is a period of summertime in everyone's life, and Xia Zhizhu is no exception.

The sound of the electric guitar was mixed with the drumbeat, whistles and screams came one after another, the halo of the cheering sticks, and the lights projected from the tall buildings all fell on his face.

Xia Zhizhu's skin was fair and transparent, and the sequins under his eyes shone like tears sprouting pearls on his skin.

He smiled.

"This song is for everyone special, especially the one most special to me. Youaremysummertime."

In fact, he couldn't be seen at all, but Xia Zhizhu imagined that he seemed to see Xi Zhao leaning on the edge of the roof with his pockets in his pocket, quietly looking at his own figure.

Xia Zhizhu approached the microphone and confessed tenderly amidst screams: "To X, thank you for giving me freedom."

Almost a straightforward confession.

The ring hidden in the neck was worn on the ring finger of the left hand, and it was clearly displayed in everyone's field of vision.

During the prelude, Xi Yue, a staff member downstairs, laughed in his ears: "I saw my brother smiling."

Although Xi Zhao, who has been called "X" and "D", has now changed his ID to "XD" under his younger brother's prank, but he will probably never learn the big smile represented by this emoji.

However, just the faint smile in his eyes every time he looked over was enough to keep his heart moving for the rest of his life.

Xia Zhizhu also curled the corners of his lips.

Touch the strings with your fingertips, and the clear to transparent timbre, which is quite different from the soft and deceitful appearance, appears on the screen downstairs that is watched by tens of thousands of people and the world's simultaneous live broadcast platform through the microphone and speakers.

/ I am the bud in the spring

/last freak

/ Forever gazing at the wet berry moss after the rain

/When fallen leaves fall on my shoulders made of dust

/ Like the universe rests its hand on me

/ when i'm overwhelmed by my life

/ Your light falls on my shining branch

/You want to have the world Diotima says

/ so you have everything

/so you have nothing

/ so you have me

/I thought about owning the world I said

/I feel old as if I've lived many times

/ I am like the earth silently stationed outside your window

/Watch the dolphins enter the forest forest swim into the waves

/I have nothing

/ have everything at the same time

/ on the way to compete with tulips for oxygen

/Idol shattered and disintegrated

/ when i blow myself out

/You are the rainbow that never escapes at the end of the tunnel

During the live broadcast with network fluctuations and delays, someone clicked on the video, but it just happened to catch up with the end of the concert.

But after only a second of lamenting, she stopped herself.

It is still on the background of the rooftop, but the sky is more cloudy and breezy.

With a clear "click", someone closed the slate in the middle of the framed camera.

"Xia Zhizhu, for the last time."

The staff behind the camera finished the broadcast in a serious manner, and solemnly asked the actor sitting in the middle of the screen to be interviewed: "Is there anything you want to say to yourself after the show?"

Unknown and controversial, Xia Zhizhu has amazed countless people along the way, and after the performance, how many people will worship him as a god.

The movie "V" won him the heavy crown of "the youngest actor in history", but V's story has never ended. In the short or long life in the future, there are still too many sinister and fascinating unknowns waiting with him and his lover.

But so what?

At this moment, this young man, whose speaking and singing is usually only one-fifth of that of ordinary people, and who has 25 years of unique life under the blessing of fate, looks through the camera and looks at the audience from different time zones around the world a few hours later. , suddenly bent his eyes, smiled brilliantly, and solemnly announced to everyone including himself:

"Xia Zhizhu, your life has just begun."

God loves the world.

We are all gods.

We are all human beings.

——Dionysus Series B·Yuyue Circle·End