There is a crematorium, I won't say who it is

Throughout the night, he rubbed the slightly sunken mark repeatedly, tossing and turning sleeplessly.

The sky turned pale, Jiang Zhiye turned on the phone and entered the name William.

On the Internet, he never attends formal public occasions, and naturally there are no clear photos left, let alone interview records. There is only a fuzzy photo of him performing at the Warsaw Philharmonic Hall ten years ago. Jiang Zhiye clicked on it. In that picture, no matter how zoomed in, his face could not be seen clearly.

Xie Wen is the real proud son of heaven.Apart from love, he didn't need to take any other benefits from Jiang Zhiye, but Jiang Zhiye didn't love love well, he lied to him, kept it from him, thinking that warm greetings could keep him, but it was not the case.

Jiang Zhiye closed his eyes, the ashes in his heart were blown away by the cold morning wind outside the window.

He thought, it would be fine if the piano was always dusty in the exhibition hall on the fourth floor, as long as he didn't step in again, he could deceive himself like this and live on.But the piano was broken, and it rolled down in front of him, without any hesitation like that person's leaving, forcibly tearing a hole in Jiang Zhiye's heart.

It was empty and desolate, and he realized that a certain part of his body was lost.

When the sky was completely bright, Jiang Zhiye drove to the company and saw Xue Wei who was making coffee in the tea room, and his steps stopped suddenly.

"...Huh? Mr. Jiang," Xue Wei quickly raised his hand, "Good morning."

Jiang Zhiye frowned and nodded, and said, "I need you to help me with something."

Xue Wei responded, remembering the phone call he hung up on yesterday: "Is it about the Sino-French Cooperation Fund..."

"No," Jiang Zhiye concentrated, "find someone for me."

Last night was not completely fruitless, at least it made his life like a pool of stagnant water a little more turbulent - he knew how to find Xie Wen.

He really wanted to go and see him, but it was fine not to talk, not to meet, just to be under a small piece of sky together.

Xue Wei got the boss's order and began to search for Xie Wen's whereabouts. He had a vague feeling: Mr. Jiang will not stay in China forever, and sooner or later he will catch up to Europe.

Just search and search like this, until the curtain of the chaotic winter comes to an end, the northern hemisphere ushers in spring, and the temperature rises and gradually warms up in various places during the solar term of Awakening of Insects.

"Yes, yes, that's it, very good!"

A tall, red-haired woman stood in the audience and applauded: "I believe tomorrow's Easter performance will be perfect!"

The last row on the stage sounded celebratory percussion and drums, and members of each branch of the orchestra raised their instruments and cheered.

"William, are you really not going to continue playing in the group? Honestly, you're really talented."

Amidst the clamor, the woman walked to the left side of the stage and said this to the man in Erti's chief position.

"Teacher, I plan to develop in a different direction." Xie Wen put away the bow and walked in front of her, and squatted down to talk to her, "But don't worry, I will continue to train the violin. If the orchestra needs it in the future, I will still help .”

"After you left, the chief Joshua has been unable to get up, and he rarely even participated in the party. Now that you are back, he has also taken on the responsibility of being the chief."

Xie Wen followed the woman's eyes and looked behind him, only to see a tall man in a casual pink shirt smiling at him in a ruffian way, with a deep outline, golden hair messily pinned behind the ear, on the ear bone A row of stud earrings shone with the stage lights.

The two of them entered the symphony orchestra at the same time. Over the years, Xie Wen has been trying to compete with men for the position of chief.Until one day, the teacher who was in charge of the band's accompanying practice approached Xie Wen privately and said that if he is willing to change his nationality, he must be the chief.

Xie Wen declined, and obediently retreated to the second line with his ID card printed in Chinese, becoming the second chief of the orchestra.

However, for a national-level philharmonic orchestra like them, the first violin group and the second violin group are equally important, and the solo part not only needs Joshua, but also Xie Wen.

They have been competitors like this for several years, and later, Xie Wen smiled and shook his passport with everyone, saying that he was going back to his hometown to develop.

On the day of the farewell, Joshua changed from his idle routine and dressed very formally. He hugged Xie Wen at the airport and asked him when he would be back.

"...I will come back every Christmas, and we will meet again when we have time."

Xie Wen said goodbye to him, turned around and set foot on the flight back home.

In a blink of an eye, many years have passed, and they have all become more mature, and they will no longer confront each other because of a position.

"William, you just returned to Italy and brought him such bad news. He may continue to be depressed, so you really don't think about it?" The woman analyzed, "And, you want to quit the string group and become an orchestra The center... may need to be trained for a while."

Xie Wen raised his eyebrows: "Teacher, what happened to him has nothing to do with me. The matter has already been finalized. It's better to persuade him to think about it."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the woman said nothing more.

That night, the members of the symphony orchestra had a dinner together. Since there was a performance the next day, the coach specifically told everyone not to drink alcohol, so the meal was not happy.

Tomorrow will be Xie Wen's last concert as a violinist. Many people came to him holding fruit juice to bless him, hoping that he will do better in his new position in the future.

A long table was surrounded by a mention and a mention, during which several girls booed, and then Joshua stood up.

"Joshua has something to leave first, come on, what do you want to say to William?"

Xie Wen watched him turn the glass in his hand, swallowed the unfinished juice in one gulp, and said with a smile: "William, it's not convenient to talk here. Let's talk about the matter of withdrawing from the second mention later."

Joshua put down his cup and walked out of the restaurant. Everyone saw him hugging a blue-haired boy at the door, and they kissed together standing under the streetlight.

"Oh—" someone booed in the restaurant, "Is this Joshua's dozens of boyfriends?"

"What does it have to do with you? The relationship between the two of them is good."

Xie Wen quietly listened to the gossip about his past competitors, and a smile could not help but appear on his lips.

"It's serious this time. They plan to go to Las Vegas to hold a wedding together. Do you really think he's still as philandering as before?"

"Speaking of which, he used to be interested in William. A few years ago, I always thought that the two of them had something tricky..."

The eyes of everyone gossiping, Xie Wen waved his hands and said: "I have nothing to do with him, don't think about it."

So the topic was dropped, and they talked about other things.

After dinner, Xie Wen said goodbye to his friends in the string group one by one, wrapped his coat tightly, walked out of the restaurant gate, and drove around to the parking lot.

He didn't have his own car to drive in Rome, so his father lent him his family's SUV temporarily.

It was already April, and the weather here was still very cold. When the moon rose, the whole city was shrouded in thick fog.

Xie Wen opened the car door, and suddenly a hand came up behind him. The arm was white with prominent veins. It was a white man.

"Thanks, Wen."

He turned his head and saw Joshua standing in front of him wearing a leather jacket, calling his Chinese name with a solemn face, and the tone sounded strange.

"Why did you leave the string section, and why did you change positions, because of me?" the sentence was asked in Italian.

"Thinking too much," Xie Wen gave him a funny look, "It's purely because I want to learn something new."

"Nonsense, do you still mind what happened a few years ago?" Joshua pouted with a fierce tone, "I admit, I wanted to develop a relationship with you, but since you rejected me, I have never bothered I passed you."

"Can't you think about it again, without you, I have no inspiration standing in that position."

Xie Wen squinted his eyes, looked at him up and down, and then he felt that his behavior was a bit like that person, so he quickly adjusted his expression and said: "But after I change my position, I can stand closer to you when I play, so that What are you afraid of?"

"But—"

"Don't worry about it," Xie Wen opened the car door and said as he got into the car, "Don't make your boyfriend wait, and don't let him misunderstand."

After saying this with earnestness, he drove quickly and disappeared on the street, leaving the blond man standing there in a daze.

Early the next morning, Xie Wen braved the early morning dew to go to the reserved store to pick up the performance dress, and hurried back home.

His parents go to school to work, and he is the only one at home.The most important task today is to prepare for the Easter concert.

Xie Wen dug out the watering can his mother used for watering from the storage rack in the living room, filled it with water, and sprinkled it on the hyacinths by the window little by little.After two months of careful care, it has bloomed, white and flawless, tender and delicate. Xie Wen gently touched the petals with his fingertips and named it "Little Xie".

Then he stood in front of his mother's fitting mirror, changed into his costume, patiently brushed every strand of his hair, and sprayed it with setting spray to make sure he looked perfect.

His violin case was placed on the desk near the window. Xie Wen put it on the open space beside the chair, sat down at the desk, and looked at the bright sunlight outside the window.

He took out the training diary that had been broken for a long time, found a black pen, and recorded today's mood on it.

"April 4th, Easter, sunny. Today is the last time I stand on the stage as the principal. This violin has been with me for a long time. Although I will often cooperate with it in the future, I will bring it to perform. There will be less and less chances for the hall, and I hope it will not blame me. In addition, being exposed to the public eye with a new identity will definitely attract the attention of many people, and the news may spread to China, but this cannot stop me. Steps, I must finish everything I want to do. There is one more thing to be happy about: Xiaoxiaoxie blooms more beautifully^^! I really hope that Xiaoxiaoxie’s flowering period will not be so short, and you can spend more time with me .”

His font size was too large, and after writing this paragraph, the entire page was filled with black ink.Xie Wen dried the wet marks on it and put it in a drawer.

In the afternoon, the general concert hall was crowded with reporters and audiences. Since March, there have been rumors that the internationally renowned William X and the second principal of the Italian Philharmonic Orchestra are the same person. The Rome concert hall was almost full until When the members of the band were interviewed at the end of March, they inadvertently revealed that William planned to quit string music and seek other development, and the enthusiasm reached its peak.

Most of the audience present today came for Xie Wen, and some even formed an exaggerated fan group, putting up a wall of flowers in front of the concert hall, begging him not to give up his position as the chief of the orchestra.

Therefore, in April, symphony music strongly squeezed out genres such as pop music, rock music and modern electronic music, and briefly became the mainstream of the industry, stealing the attention of the public.

The concert was as successful as ever. When Xie Wen opened the door of the lounge and walked in, Joshua was sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, and there was a bouquet of bright Juliet roses on the large makeup table.

He glanced casually, without thinking too much, picked up his piano case and was about to go out.

At this time Joshua stopped him: "Hey, your rose."

Xie Wen asked suspiciously: "Huh? Is that bouquet of flowers for me?"

"Hmm, otherwise it's still for me?"

"Who sent it...?"

"I don't know, the staff let it in."

Xie Wen stood there, a trace of confusion flashed across his face.

At this moment, the door of the lounge opened again, and their coach held a gift box and handed it to Xie Wen: "One of your fanatic fans asked me to give it to you, and he hopes to have dinner with you. "

Xie Wen didn't even look at it: "Go back if you can, and tell him I won't go."

"Really? That person looks very persistent, and his accent sounds like a German accent. He should have come all the way for you."

"I don't want to go with a partial Chinese accent, let alone Germany," Xie Wen said in a low voice, "It's better to refuse."

"Aren't you going here?" Joshua looked at him in surprise, "I thought you've been through this courtship scene many times, but you don't seem to be used to it."

There were indeed many times, but whether it was before or now, Xie Wen didn't want to make trouble for himself.

"Just tell him, I am not single now, and I must remain faithful to my lover."

Xie Wen patted the coach on the shoulder and sent her out of the lounge: "This sentence can also be said to the media."

This would save him a lot of trouble.

The coach grabbed his hand to make sure: "You really want to say that?"

"I really want to say that."

Xie Wen thought, even if that person came to ask, he would still say the same.It's best to get everyone in the world to stop thinking about developing a relationship with him and stop torturing him about it.

Besides, he didn't lie, he did have someone in his heart, and he hadn't forgotten it.

The coach left the waiting room with a bewildered expression. Before leaving, Xie Wen still took Juliet from the makeup table. Not long after, Joshua followed with a piano case.

"Didn't you say you don't accept courtship from fans...why did you take this flower away?"

Xie Wen asked back: "Didn't you say that this person left early? It's a waste to keep this flower, so I had to take it away."

Joshua twirled the ring on his hand and started asking about other things.

"Any other plans for today?"

The two walked towards the gate of the concert hall together, Xie Wen said, "I want to watch a movie tonight."

"with who?"

"alone."

"Do you need me to accompany..."

"—No need," Xie Wen interrupted him in a second, "The movie theater is near my house, and it's a midnight show, you wouldn't like to go there."

Joshua pouted: "Well, okay."

When he reached the parking lot, he called Xie Wen again: "Can you, can you hug me again?"

Xie Wen concentrated on finding his own car in the sea of ​​cars, stopped when he heard this, and frowned slightly.

"Friendly action, nothing else," Joshua raised the ring on his hand, "Trust me, today is the last time I will perform on the same stage with a respectable opponent."

Xie Wen withdrew his suspicious gaze and opened his arms to him.

It was indeed a superficial hug, the two hugged each other for only two or three seconds, Joshua took the initiative to let go of Xie Wen, took a few steps back and waved to him: "Then see you tomorrow with the band, then you will have a new identity. "

"……goodbye."

The blond man smiled, and the moment he turned his back to Xie Wen, he suppressed his smile.

At a certain corner, he walked to the trash can, threw the ring in his hand into an arc, and then walked away without hesitation.

Joshua was humming a light tune, and was about to leave the parking lot to drive his own motorcycle, when he saw a man's figure in the darkness to the right of his line of sight, which attracted him to look.

Leaning beside a black car was a tall figure in a black casual windbreaker. He had black hair and black eyes, and a stern face. His sharp eyes crossed the cold air and looked at him.

The man has an oriental appearance, his eyes are narrow and deep, one can imagine how affectionate he is when he smiles.

Joshua was taken aback by this discovery, and his body's radar instantly sounded the alarm.

Besides Xie Wen, there is actually an oriental beauty here.

But the man looks mature, tall and straight, seems to be much taller than him... Joshua thought regretfully, even if the man is gay, the two of them may have bumped into each other.

The cool wind blew fine dust into his eyes, and when he opened them again, the mysterious man disappeared, and a black car passed in front of him.

At 11:30 in the evening, the midnight show of "Roman Holiday" started on time.

Xie Wen is now a public figure, and his recent exposure has only increased a lot. Walking on the street is no longer as free as before.He took out the movie tickets in the ticket hall, put on a black mask, covered the collar of his coat to his chin, and walked silently through the crowd returning home after the show, and walked to a small studio.

This movie has a long history. In today's age of popcorn movies, few people are willing to revisit it at midnight shows, but this is exactly what Xie Wen wants-he doesn't like hearing other people's voices when watching movies.

He was the only one in the small studio, and the seats here were chosen randomly. Xie Wen chose the most middle seat. As soon as he sat down, the big screen flashed twice, and the broadcast officially started.

Watching night movies is a habit that Xie Wen developed after he came to Rome. He knew that he often suffered from insomnia in the middle of the night, so he looked for one old movie after another in the middle of the night to watch. This method of hypnosis has a miraculous effect. When you get home, you can fall into a deep sleep immediately.

The black and white images flickered on his fair side face. Princess Anne noticed that the maids had left her room. She opened her eyes and quietly escaped through the window.

On the bench next to the fountain pool in the central square, the princess fell asleep in a daze.

Xie Wen blinked and yawned long.

The scenes of the movie are constantly switching, the princess's plainclothes guards and supporting characters have a dispute, the scene is chaotic, the hero Joe secretly takes Princess Anne to escape from the scene, and they spend a wonderful and romantic day.

Xie Wen's slender eyelashes drooped and he closed his eyes.

"Now I have to get away. I go to the corner and I turn. Promise me, don't look at me, drive away, leave me like I left you."

Princess Anna looked at Joe sadly. They fell in love with each other in less than a day. It was two souls who were deeply attracted.

In the haze, Xie Wen's head was slightly tilted to the right, just right on the shoulder of the person beside him, and the height was just right.

A cold and familiar breath lingered in his nose, and someone gently covered him with a coat.

Just when the man's hand was about to be withdrawn, Xie Wen suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed him accurately and forcefully.

"Jiang Zhiye, long time no see."

He looked at the clothes on his body: "what are you doing here?"

The author has something to say:

The lines in the text come from "Roman Holiday".

I'm sorry uu, I was in a hurry yesterday and didn't have time to update it. This chapter is counted as a supplement to yesterday. If there is no accident, there will be another chapter today.

This article is indeed HE ha, but Mr. Jiang will not get his wife back so easily!

At present, he is just torturing his heart, and has not started to abuse his body. After the abuse is over, the two will fall in love again.

It's not that time yet.

Thanks to the boss:

Thanks to Wen Zhoudu, my boss threw a mine!

Thank you boss Mochigui for throwing a mine!

Thanks to Gu Yunai Changgeng's boss for throwing a mine!

Thanks to Boss Jiujiu for the 10 bottles of nutrient solution irrigated!

Thanks Wen Zhoudu for the 1 bottles of nutrient solution irrigated by my boss!

Thanks to the boss of Jiali for the 5 bottles of nutrient solution irrigated!