A Legacy Inherited by the Licking Dogs

Wen Yizhou walked back in a daze, his mind dizzy.He saw Lin Yue'an's circle of friends last night, and knew that this guy was going back to China, so today he ran to the other party's house to squat downstairs in a moment of brain fever.

The waiting process was very long. The sun moved from high above to the west, and then slowly set into the clouds. It had already passed Lin Yue'an's normal off-duty time, so long that he even wondered if Lin Yue'an would not go home, or Do you know that he is here so you deliberately avoid it.

Although it is clear that this possibility is very small, once a person falls into a pessimistic vortex, all kinds of negative thoughts will continue to drill into his mind.Until he was about to lose his temper and squat down in Lin Yu'an Building all night until he froze to death on the street, and thought that the temperature in spring would only make people have a high fever, that familiar figure on a bicycle appeared out of nowhere.

Before that, he guessed that he might not be able to express himself well because of nervousness, and he expected that the other party might habitually evade and dodge.But subconsciously, he believed that with Lin Yue'an's persistent attachment to him for many years, whenever he stretched out his hand, the other party would definitely come to him.

But the reality is not like this at all, he stretched out his hand very, very hard, but Lin Yue'an was not interested at all, he just said some polite words to him, it sounded like there was nothing wrong, but there was no progress, and then nothing He hesitated and left.

Wen Yizhou finally had nothing to do, he was at a loss and was extremely hesitant.

At this time, the only one he can turn to for help is that unlucky guy.

An hour and a half later, Sun Yanqi sat at the bar of the bar, stretched her neck to glance at the glass in front of Wen Yizhou, and shook her finger at the bartender: "I want the same glass."

"You're here..." Wen Yizhou greeted him weakly.

"What are you doing? Why do you suddenly want to drink?" Sun Yanqi took off his coat and hung it under the bar, turning his face to observe him.

"I got dumped."

"puff--"

"You're disgusting!" Wen Yizhou yelled, "Spray on my face!"

"Cough, cough, cough," Sun Yanqi wiped his arm carelessly, "Who was dumped?"

"Who else could it be?" Wen Yizhou said angrily.

Sun Yanqi was surprised and said: "Xiao Yuan? Impossible, doesn't he really like you?"

"I don't know, maybe I don't like it."

Sun Yanqi took the wine: "Huh? If you say you don't like it, you don't like it. It's impossible."

"How do I know, he returned home yesterday, I went to him today. I apologized to him, I admitted my mistake quite sincerely, and then begged him not to ignore me, I did everything you asked me to do.

Sun Yanqi opened his mouth halfway——Wen Yizhou humbly apologized, he couldn't imagine that scene.

"You...you really said that?" Sun Yanqi asked.

"En." Wen Yizhou thought for a while, "It's not too bad."

"No, what exactly did you say?"

To be honest, what happened a few hours ago has become chaotic and blurred in Wen Yizhou's mind. He roughly recounted the conversation between the two of them intermittently and incoherently. Sun Yanqi still had some reactions at first, but gradually silence.

Wen Yizhou: "It's over, it's almost like this."

Sun Yanqi took a sip of wine: "I... will express my feelings honestly."

"Please tell me." Wen Yizhou said without hope.

"I... have changed my mind about you."

"what does it mean."

"That's right, I didn't expect you to be so down-to-earth and so honest." Sun Yanqi had pity in his eyes, "You really like Xiaoyuan."

Wen Yizhou squinted at him unhappily, and Sun Yanqi said again: "But, you didn't make a request."

Wen Yizhou turned his face away: "What do you mean?"

"You didn't say you liked him, and you didn't ask him to associate with you, did you?"

"Ah..." Wen Yizhou stared blankly at the dazzling array of wine bottles behind the bar, and murmured, "It seems so. But..."

"but?"

"But I didn't think about dating him or falling in love with him."

"Damn it!" Sun Yanqi yelled, "I can't see that Wen Yizhou is still a scumbag!"

Several tables around heard the sound and looked over, Wen Yizhou said angrily: "No!"

"I'm just...just because I've regarded him as an acquaintance and a friend for too long, and it's a little uncomfortable to suddenly change our relationship." Wen Yizhou said, "On the other hand, being with him It was really easy when we were together, and Lin Yue'an is really nice, but do I want to turn him into my boyfriend? I don't know."

Sun Yanqi stared at him in disbelief.

Wen Yizhou: "What if the way of getting along between us turns bad after that? What if we start to care about or quarrel about things that no one would care about before? Or even if we have been dating for a while After those few years, if one of us changes his mind, or gets tired of it, and we break up again, won't the loss outweigh the gain?"

Sun Yanqi looked at him with complicated eyes: "Yizhou, sometimes I really think you are so cute and silly."

Wen Yizhou scowled: "What's the matter?"

Sun Yanqi: "Have you really figured out how you feel? Xiao Yuan is not He Qian, do you understand? You will not repeat the old ways of the past, because he is a different person. Compared with a few years ago, he is also a different person." gone."

Wen Yizhou glanced to the side, as if hesitating whether he should allow himself to be persuaded and trusted.

"I just, I just don't want to lose him. I told him that I hope he will stay in my life, because that's what I really think." He sighed helplessly.

"Why do you stay in your life? Send you to work and cook for you, be a babysitter and driver? These things are sweet when done by a boyfriend, but they are used by a spare tire." Sun Yanqi hit the nail on the head.

"It's not a spare tire!" Wen Yizhou immediately retorted, "That's definitely not what it means!"

"You know that he likes you, and you are tied to him every day. You don't want to give him pleasure, and you won't let him go. Isn't this bullying?" Sun Yanqi said.

Wen Yizhou paused for a moment, then died down instantly, like an abandoned stray cat.Sun Yanqi looked pitifully, and added: "Even if you know that you don't mean it, I believe that's not what you want. What about Xiaoyuan? Does he know? You've been hanging him not far or near for seven years. Even if you are crying and saying that you love him and begging him to marry you, if it were me, you should doubt whether it is true or just play with me."

Wen Yizhou looked up to the sky and sighed: "How could it be like this... It's so difficult to be a human being."

"Have some snacks, my good boat." Sun Yanqi patted him on the shoulder, clinked glasses with him, and ordered another round of drinks.

"But even so, it's still quite surprising that Xiaoyuan would not accept what you say. After all, hasn't he been shaking his head around you for several years as an honest boy? He also watched you and He Qianxiu love each other for so many years "Sun Yanqi suddenly thought of something, and said "Ah": "It can't be that, when Xiaoyuan went to the United States, I don't know who messed up his mind, or was pushed by other pigs."

"Who are you calling a pig!" Wen Yizhou glared at each other, then blinked: "But..."

Sun Yanqi: "Huh?"

Wen Yizhou frowned: "That guy really became weird after he went to America."

"Ah!!! So annoying!" Wen Yizhou scratched his head frantically.

"You go home and tidy up yourself. I thought he had been gone for so long, and no matter how dull a person is, he should understand his own thoughts. In the end, you are really stupid beyond my imagination."

"You're so annoying." Wen Yizhou retorted exhaustedly.

"Forget it, drink!" Sun Yanqi said loudly, "Drink some wine to get some inspiration, tomorrow will be better!"

After saying goodbye to Sun Yanqi, Wen Yizhou returned home alone, and took out the piece of music that only had one opening piece—it was written after he walked all the way back from Lin Yue'an's stadium that day. Familiar street scenes have different scenery, and I think about how different people will give a city a completely different temperament. This feeling is microscopic, small, and personal, and it is easy to generate empathy, synaesthesia, and connection.On that day, his new song quickly had a big outline, but he only filled in one line of lyrics and put it on hold.

He also sent the beginning of the song to Lin Yue'an who was far away in the ocean at that time, but the other party naturally did not respond.

Wen Yizhou turned on the light of the studio, closed the door of the room, opened the stool, and opened the piano cover.

He seems to never be able to express the appropriate words correctly, either too straightforward or unclear. He always feels that this is due to his family, school and social education since he was a child. "—You can't easily show your vulnerability, and you can't express your emotions frankly. Everything can only be digested and swallowed in your heart.Both love and hate are too Western things, which run counter to the implicitness of the Chinese.

But in music he is free, he can speak freely, he just needs to find the right note and put it in the best place.As for how the listeners want to understand, this is their business and has nothing to do with themselves.

But it's different now, he has an audience that needs to be understood by the other party no matter what.

Helplessly, he has never been good at writing lyrics. Apart from the fact that most of his personal repertoire is pure music, at most he only co-wrote with others before, and he has never tried to write all the lyrics by himself.But this time, he must write it himself.

Because I couldn't figure out my own thoughts, Lin Yu'an also couldn't accept my own thoughts.Wen Yizhou thought, when I finish writing this song, we will all understand.