perfect out of control

Xia Qian thought this family was really interesting. Before leaving, Tan Zhen's mother came downstairs to see her off and invited her to her birthday party. She was as friendly and enthusiastic as usual, just like when she saw "Falling in Love with Friday" before. "It's not her who is ashen-faced.

If the self-deception scene hadn't happened, she would also be willing to admit that Tan Zhen's mother is a kind and kind elder.

When leaving, Tan Zhen drove her off. Tan Zhen drove very silently along the way. Xia Qian couldn't stand the atmosphere: "Can you say something?"

Then Tan Zhen's long breath was heard in the carriage: "What are you talking about?"

Xia Qian leaned on the passenger side, glanced at the man driving beside her, and felt that Tan Zhen really had a very good temper. She thought of the attentive old man at the dinner table who gave her goosebumps, and asked, "Why did your parents urge you to marry me?" , you are not yet 30, don't you think it's too early?"

Tan Zhen said that they have their own ideas.

Xia Qian looked at him: "Tan Zhen, if you tell me the truth, maybe I can help you."

Tan Zhen also looked at her: "What's the truth?"

Xia Qian shrugged: "You are still the same as in high school, are you tired of living like this, Great Film King?"

Tan Zhen didn't speak again.

Xia Qian glanced at his neck and said, "What a coincidence, Sheng Ye is also wearing a pendant, which is a ring."

Tan Zhen's eyes fixed imperceptibly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he was speechless for a long time.

Xia Qian leaned over in a mischievous way, and looked at the silver chain around his neck with fascinated eyes: "What are you?"

Tan Zhen's body moved subconsciously to the side of the car door, Xia Qian found it very funny, thinking he was afraid that I would use my hands to pull his pendant out of his clothes?

She laughed for a while, Tan Zhen turned his head to look at him, saw that she was sitting back again, then sat upright in the driver's seat, and asked seriously, "What are you laughing at?"

The smile faded from Xia Qian's face, and her tone was a little serious: "I like it obviously, why are you not together? Is it because of your mother or your father?"

Tan Zhen was silent.

But Xia Qian knew that his silence was turbulent and uncomfortable, so she turned her face out of the car window and slightly raised the corners of her mouth: "It's so pitiful."

Later, they didn't talk much along the way, except when giving directions.Arriving downstairs in the apartment, Xia Qian pushed open the car door, suddenly remembered something, turned around and said, "I will have a concert at the CTR Concert Hall the day after tomorrow, come on, I'll give you a ticket."

Tan Zhen didn't speak.

Xia Qian smiled and said: "Don't think too much, isn't the role you play going to be Rabach, I will be Rabach that day, as a reference for you, if I get the best actor again, I will also have a share in the military medal." After speaking, she left a chic smile and got out of the car.

***

The filming of "Falling in Love with Friday" has been finished. Sheng Ye has been packing his things at home for the past two days, preparing to wait for the crew's entry notice. At night, his mother came back with a small package, saying it was for him.

Sheng Ye was a little puzzled, he didn't remember what he had bought, and when he opened the package, he found out that it was a ticket for a concert at the CTR Concert Hall, and the performer was Xia Qian.

The time is the night after tomorrow, and this is still a city express.He couldn't think of anyone who would send him the ticket for Xia Qian's concert, and wondered if it was sent by mistake, so he planned to put it aside.

In the evening, Director Xu Dong suddenly sent a WeChat message: Have you received the concert ticket?

Sheng Ye came out of the shower, wiped his neck and flipped through his phone, only to understand when he saw this, and replied: Do you have tickets for Xia Qian's concert?Got it, why did you send me this?

Xu Dong voice replied to him: "Oh, Xia Qian came to CBS to record an interview today and brought tickets for our program group. You are not here. She asked for your address and sent it to you."

Sheng Ye stood up from the bed in surprise, and went to the living room to take out the ticket that was pressed under the glass of the coffee table. Didn't he expect that Xia Qian sent it to him in person?

He sat on the sofa staring at the ticket, Jackson rested his chin on his slippers and looked up at him.

Deep down in his heart, he didn't want to go, but the whole crew went, and it seemed really inappropriate for him to be absent alone.

And this ticket is very front.

But Tan Zhen will go to Xia Qian's concert...

It's not that he didn't want to accept Xia Qian's kindness, but he was afraid of meeting Tan Zhen.

Unable to figure out what to do, he turned on his phone again, swipe down the WeChat contacts, and swipe for a while before he saw Tan Zhen's profile picture. The word Tan Zhen sank down very far, and he stared at that profile picture for a long time , accidentally opened.

The last conversation between the two of them was still there, in fact, every one of them was kept, but he never clicked on it since then.

He wanted to scroll up, but didn't dare, wanted to delete, but couldn't.

***

On the day of the concert, Sheng Ye still went. He spent the night searching for Tan Zhen's announced schedule on the Internet. Tan Zhen seemed to be interviewing a radio station this afternoon. If it lasted for a long time, he probably wouldn't have time to attend the concert.

He drove here by himself, and it was a bit of a mistake. The concert hall is inside the CTR Conservatory of Music, and the school's parking spaces are a bit limited, so he had to park in an open-air parking lot outside the school, and then walked there wearing a mask and glasses.The parking lot was also full of cars, and it was hard to find a vacant space. The front and rear were very close together, and he doubted whether he could back into it smoothly.

Under the command of the security guard, he back and forth several times, and the cars behind were a little impatient. Sheng Yeqing couldn't help but think of the person who helped him reverse the car into the garage.

When I was with Tan Zhen, even if I was the one driving, it was always Tan Zhen who backed into the parking space.

Although he said that it was impossible to back him up for the rest of his life, he did it again and again.

Sure enough, nothing can be done for a lifetime.

After parking the car, checked the tickets and entered the concert hall. There were not many people in the auditorium at the moment, so he saw Tang Lin and Xie Feifei without any effort.

But they sit in the second row.

Sheng Ye looked down at the ticket in his hand, his seat was in the fifth row.

There were more people entering the arena, he stepped forward to greet Tang Lin and Xie Feifei, and planned to return to his seat, Xie Feifei was very surprised: "Aren't you in the same row with us?"

Sheng Ye shrugged blankly: "I don't know, I'm in the fifth row."

Director Xu Dong and teacher Song Zhao also came later, and Sheng Ye realized that he was really the only one placed in the fifth row, a little distance from the front.

Sitting alone was a bit boring. He had never been to this kind of classical concert. Although he was dressed more formally and arrived a long time in advance, he was still a little worried that he was a layman, and observed other people's etiquette from left to right.At a certain moment, people in the side seats turned their heads to look back, followed suit, and then froze suddenly.

The person they were looking at was Tan Zhen.

The concert hall is not as small as the Grand Theatre. Tan Zhen is very conspicuous as soon as he walks in. He is wearing a black coat and a pair of black-framed mirrors discreetly. He still stands out from the crowd of formally dressed audiences. Due to the etiquette of the concert, his people did not step forward to disturb him, did not stop him from speaking, but all eyes followed him.

Aren't you recording a show? Why are you here again?Morino thought in panic.

I thought that Tan Zhen would go straight to the front. Given the relationship between Tan Zhen and Xia Qian, no matter what, he would be arranged closest to the stage.However, Tan Zhen stopped in the fifth row. Sheng Ye looked to the left and right. There were not many empty seats left in this row, and one of them was on his right.

He was fidgeting, but something he was worried about happened. Tan Zhen saw him when he was five or six seats away from him, and the eyes of the two met unexpectedly.

Sheng Ye saw that Tan Zhen stopped, and a woman sitting there was still keeping a sideways posture for him, and it was a bit strange to see Tan Zhen stop.

Sheng Ye kept swallowing his saliva, one of them should really go away and leave immediately.

However, that is easier said than done.

Tan Zhen finally made a move. He lowered his head slightly, said "thank you" to the lady who let him for a long time, and walked in sideways slowly.

Sheng Ye knew he shouldn't look, but he still couldn't help watching this man approaching and walked to his side.The moment Tan Zhen sat down, the blocked light on the right came in again, and Sheng Ye hurriedly withdrew his gaze which could no longer be concealed.

Tan Zhen pursed his lips after sitting down. None of them spoke. Sheng Ye even sat stiffly, leaning against the back of the chair. The concert hadn't started yet, and there were only some audience members who recognized Tan Zhen. While the lights were still on, he secretly looked at Tan Zhen cautiously and politely, and seemed to recognize him by the way.They whispered, and Sheng Ye felt that he and Tan Zhen were like people in a glass box.

Both of them stared straight at the stage until Xia Qian appeared on the stage wearing a long black dress, and there was applause from the audience. Sheng Ye didn't dare to squint, but he heard Tan Zhen calling his name in his ear, and then the lights dimmed. down.

He didn't respond, it was too late, and he didn't know how to respond.

Xia Qian played works by Mendelssohn.

Not Bach at all.

Tan Zhen thought, but these are not important now.He was even distracted thinking, did Sheng Ye know that this was Mendelssohn's work? If they hadn't broken up, would he still want to ask him like before, what's the name of this beautiful piece?Will you ask him to play it to him because you have taken the role of cellist?Will you still praise him as the number one in the universe after hearing the sound of him sawing wood so that no one can see it?

Sheng Ye listened quietly, the simple and melodious sound of the cello seemed to ease the embarrassment between him and Tan Zhen a little.

Maybe.

He wondered if Tan Zhen would be surprised that he came here. Tan Zhen knew that he didn't understand classical music, and he didn't even know Paganini's Variations on a Theme, so why would he come to listen to a cello solo that he didn't know the name of?

But it's different now, he said silently in his heart, because she is your rumored girlfriend, I even learned to appreciate classical music.

I don't know what it's called, but I can't ask you.

The cello sounded like weeping, and sitting beside the silent Tan Zhen, Sheng Ye felt as if he understood a little bit, the silent expectation that only needs to be immersed in a dream.

Xia Qian played several solo pieces in a row. She got up during the intermission and was about to go backstage to change her clothes and perform the second half of the chamber music performance with several other musicians.

Some spectators in the concert hall got up to go to the bathroom. Sheng Ye knew that it was impossible to keep silent. He turned to Tan Zhen, wanting to greet him, but Tan Zhen just turned his head. Sheng Ye almost broke his voice when he spoke. He said: " coincidence."

Tan Zhen looked at him, nodded, and said, "I didn't expect you to come to listen."

Sheng Ye took the opportunity to explain: "Sister Xia Qian gave us tickets." He emphasized the word "we".

Tan Zhen listened carefully, and he listened too seriously. Sheng Ye felt that what he said sounded fake. Tan Zhen heard it, and said, "I don't know why my place is here alone. Sister Tang Lin and the others are here. Up ahead, do you see them?"

Tan Zhen said I didn't see it.

He answered so mechanically that Sheng Ye didn't know how to reply.

Tan Zhen looked at him, retracted his gaze a little, and looked towards the direction of the front row cooperatively. In fact, he didn't see who was sitting there with whom. He just looked around, and then turned his gaze to look around again. man, asked, "Are you okay?"

Sheng Ye was clearly not well, so he nodded and said, "What about you?"

"Not bad." His face was a little tired, but he still smiled, and said after a while, "I'm here...to learn from it."

Sheng Ye was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood: "Oh yes, you have taken on the role of cellist," he said with a smile, "I kind of expect you to play the role of musician."

Tan Zhen stared at him, this inadvertently sincere smile moved him so much, and many words were stuck in his throat for a while, but in the end he just said: "What about you, I heard that you are going to join the group?"

Sheng Ye nodded. He didn't know where Tan Zhen heard about it, but just saying "heard" made his heart beat faster.

The rest time was almost over, and the lights on the scene gradually dimmed again.

Sheng Ye engraved every detail of Tan Zhen's body into his mind in just ten seconds, like a machine, repeating a job that has been done hundreds of times, so handy.Tan Zhen's hair has been cut short, his skin seems to be darker, but it is much lighter than when he was filming "The King of Speed", he seems to be thinner...

Applause rang out, and this time Xia Qian came on stage in a long white dress, and introduced the other three musicians, who were about to perform chamber music by Brahms.

The concert hall fell silent again, and the darkness covered them lightly like a black tulle. Xia Qian on the stage was as beautiful as an angel, but Sheng Ye wondered why he could always see Xia Qian inadvertently when he clearly looked at Xia Qian. The person beside him, his expression, his posture, the angle of the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the frequency of his breathing are clearer than Xia Qian's frown and smile under the light.

Tan Zhen is so powerful that it is useless to resist him.

Sheng Ye closed his eyes in resignation, listening to the heavy piano sound, let go of all anxiety.Just sit side by side with him, just feel, for a moment he felt as if he was sitting in a valley, and the people around him disappeared, only the sound of the cello was like a gust of wind, blowing faintly and violently through this valley with stories .

No one else, only him and Tan Zhen.