A Legacy Inherited by the Licking Dogs

By the time the two got home, Jacob was too sleepy to keep his eyes open due to the side effects of jet lag.Lin Yue'an helped him make a sofa bed, and just after finishing the sheets, before putting the pillowcases on, Jacob fell asleep hugging the sofa cushions.Lin Yu'an turned off the main light in the living room, leaving only a dim floor lamp.

He walked to the balcony alone, put on his headphones, and clicked on the song "Confessions of an Insignificant Man".

Wen Yizhou said that he wrote a song for himself, to be honest, he could neither believe nor understand the news.Wen Yizhou has never written a song for anyone, and even the "Asimple love song" that he doesn't want to play anymore is not a love song in a strict sense, it is more like a universal urban love sketch of a man and a woman.But Wen Yizhou said "I have something to say, so I wrote it", Lin Yue'an was full of anticipation and anxiety about this song.

The earphone screen except the noise of the city, and then the music sounded.

At 11 o'clock in the night, Lin Yu'an knocked on the door of Wen Yizhou's house.

No one agreed—it was a bit late, he didn’t dare to knock loudly on the door, so he had to stick his ear to the door to listen—there was a very subtle and faint sound of music—Wen Yizhou was probably in a soundproof studio, so he couldn’t hear himself knocking Door.

So Lin Yu'an took out the key of Wen Yizhou's house after a long absence, and opened the door by himself.

The living room was really dark, only the glass room was lit. Wen Yizhou sat with his back to the door, his fingers lazily crawling on the keyboard of the electronic organ.The wall in front of him is covered with map-like sheet music, there are several drinking mugs in hand, and there are finished coffee takeaway cups at his feet.In contrast, the coffee table in the living room and the dining table in the dining room are clean, with no breath of life at all. I really think he has concentrated all his range of activities and living space in this small practice recording studio.

I don't know if he noticed something, but Wen Yizhou's fingers stopped suddenly, and the silence filled the whole room in an instant.He turned his head slowly, and met Lin Yue'an's eyes.

Wen Yizhou paused, but he didn't look too surprised, even though a person appeared out of nowhere in his house, standing in the dark and silently staring at him.His face was expressionless, his face was very calm, his arms were removed from the piano and rested on his lap, and he was examining this uninvited guest in the dark night.And Lin Yue'an's eardrums were ringing, he was out of breath, and his forehead was sweating - he ran all the way here.

He saw Wen Yizhou's mouth move, but he couldn't hear anything.

Lin Yue'an pushed open the door of the studio with a "click", and stood at the door looking down at him.Wen Yizhou said, "Are you here?"

Lin Yue'an nodded.

"Ah, really." Wen Yizhou understood, "Have you heard the song?"

Lin Yue'an nodded again: "I've finished listening, I've listened to it three times."

"Oh," Wen Yizhou responded, his eyes lightly falling back to the keys, "How do you feel?"

"A little... scared." Lin Yue'an said honestly.

Wen Yizhou "puchi" laughed out loud: "Really?"

"Actually, I don't really understand. When I listened to it for the first time." Lin Yue'an didn't know what to say, "Then the more I listened, the more..."

Wen Yizhou glanced at him sideways: "The more you listen, the better?"

Lin Yue'an didn't answer, his eyes were complicated, and he said after a while: "I, can I hug you?"

Wen Yizhou was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Why?"

Seeing that Lin Yue'an was speechless, Wen Yizhou laughed at himself: "Because you think I'm pitiful? Do you sympathize with me? Or..."

However, Lin Yue'an had already stepped into the room. He grabbed Wen Yizhou's arm, pulled him up from the chair, hugged him tightly, and pushed the swivel chair aside in a circle.Wen Yizhou's arms were tightly bound by him, he closed his eyes, and asked, "Isn't it about to end?"

Lin Yue'an shook his head, his forehead was itchy as his hair rubbed against it, Wen Yizhou asked, "Do you want it, or don't you know?"

"I just don't understand anything, so there's nothing I can do about it." Lin Yue'an said, "I'm a stupid dog."

Wen Yizhou laughed softly in his arms: "Your clothes are full of hot pot smell."

Lin Yue'an let go of him in embarrassment, lowered his head and tugged at his clothes, Wen Yizhou asked again: "Then do you understand now?"

Lin Yu'an nodded, then shook his head again, Wen Yizhou bent the corner of his mouth, leaned close to him and stood on tiptoe, kissed the corner of his mouth lightly, and asked, "What about now?"

Lin Yu'an's eyes were wide open, his chest heaved and heaved, but he didn't dare to take a big breath, and asked stupidly, "Am I dreaming, are you lying to me?"

Wen Yizhou lost his temper: "What's the benefit of me lying to you?"

"I don't know," Lin Yu'an said, "But you told me to get out before, and you said that I was pushing myself, and you said..."

Wen Yizhou pinched his mouth, and said displeasedly: "Didn't I apologize? Why do you hold grudges so much?"

Lin Yue'an said "Wooooohoo" a few times, Wen Yizhou let go of the restraint, and heard him say: "You also said that if it wasn't for Brother Qian's face, you wouldn't want to talk to me at all."

Wen Yizhou rolled his eyes and sighed again.His Adam's apple twitched, as if he had made a major decision, he said bravely, "Everything I said was false, but..."

"But?" Lin Yu'an looked at him curiously.

"But my songs are all true." Wen Yizhou said.

Wen Yizhou didn't wear shoes, he stepped on the floor with bare feet, the soles of his feet were cold, but his skin was hot, he thought to himself - if this stupid dog smears with ink again, I can't bear it anymore, first beat him up, and then...

At this time Lin Yu'an spoke again: "But..."

Wen Yizhou looked up at him, Lin Yue'an said, "But your song sounds so sad."

Wen Yizhou was speechless for a moment, his heart that was brutally ripped apart during the songwriting process was exposed to the air again, agitating with fear.

He was silent for a long time, and finally admitted: "I can't help it. Sometimes, I don't want to say those words, but I can't control it, I can't control myself."

"I know." Lin Yue'an said.

"My personality is very bad. People who are not familiar with it think so, and people who are familiar with it will only know better. Even if people approach me with interest and curiosity, they will leave after a while because they can't stand it." Wen Yizhou said , "And I'm not brave at all, I'm just stubborn. I'm often scared, have a low EQ, and tend to get angry."

Lin Yue'an said, "I know."

"I hate myself like this, I didn't mean to, but I hate myself like this."

Lin Yue'an: "I know."

Wen Yizhou went on to say: "In life, I am also very boring. I don't like to go out and socialize. I don't have any other hobbies except music. I am a boring man."

"I know." Lin Yue'an was like a repeater.

Wen Yizhou said unhappily: "You know shit, you know..."

"I know," Lin Yu'an said, "Because I've been watching you all the time, I know better than anyone else."

Wen Yizhou opened his mouth half-opened, and looked at him like he was stupid: "Then you, then you still..."

"Can't you?" Lin Yue'an asked him back: "I like you, can't I?"

He has asked this question before, but last time, he asked: Is it okay for "I" to like you?This time he seems to be saying: I just like "you", what's the problem?

Wen Yizhou stared blankly at him, and murmured: "You are such a freak."

Lin Yue'an smiled, and said, "I have a lot of problems too. I'm stupid, my brain is still stubborn, and I don't know how to turn."

This time, Wen Yizhou said "I know", and after a pause he said, "But sometimes it's very cunning."

"Why am I so cunning?" Lin Yue'an was at a loss.

Wen Yizhou said, "It matches me just fine."

Lin Yu'an looked down at him - Wen Yizhou's eyelashes were long and straight, the corners of his eyes were slender, the bridge of his nose was straight, the tip of his nose was narrow, and his lips were pursed into a thin line.Looking down, his toes were curled up nervously, grasping the floor, and thin blood vessels were exposed on the white instep.

He exuded that kind of temperament that I couldn't stop - beautiful and strong, but also sensitive and fragile, like an elegant goblet that needs to be handled gently, and it will shatter if you pinch it, but when you really touch it, But found that the other party was as cold and hard as steel.But it was only today that Lin Yu'an finally understood that Wen Yizhou was not glass or metal, he was more like some kind of porcelain - although he had a beautiful appearance and was indeed fragile, he could withstand high temperature and fire.

Lin Yue'an subconsciously put his hand on the bridge of his nose, Wen Yizhou's eyelashes trembled, Lin Yue'an thought again - or some kind of jade.You can only carve out its natural color, but you can't easily knead it into the shape you want.

I heard that if a piece of jade is worn for a long time, it will acquire a human breath and temperature, is it the same for Wen Yizhou?

The person in front of him stood so close that he could hug him as soon as he stretched out his hand.And behind him are all his precious musical instruments, the only exit is blocked by himself, he has no way to escape, no way to retreat.

It was as if he was pampering me, as if he was inviting me.

Lin Yu'an's fingers slid along the tip of his nose to his lips—moist, warm, and softer than it looked, and the corner of his mouth still had this touch.

When Lin Yue'an used to be a player, he would trim his nails and maintain his fingers every day to ensure the most sensitive and accurate touch when touching the ball.His palm was broad and strong, his fingers were slender and nimble, and he easily opened Wen Yizhou's lips.

Is this the tooth?On weekdays, I always bite tightly, and I don't want to let go for a moment, except at this moment.

Then there's his hot tongue, which often speaks mean and hurtful things, but occasionally, very occasionally, reveals a voice of weakness.

Wen Yizhou's scorching breath sprayed on his knuckles, his eyes sparkled, he looked a little scared, but he didn't want to run away, letting his lips and tongue be played by the opponent's fingers.

It's over, isn't it over?Two people thought at the same time.

Lin Yue'an pulled out his finger, and the fingertips brought a gleam of water across his chin.Wen Yizhou frowned, raised his eyelashes and carefully looked at his face.

Why, Lin Yue'an thought, do I look terrible?

He suddenly thought of a line in Wen Yizhou's song.

When you were young, you shine like asun.

But then there is alook in your eye, like beast crawling at night, as black hole in the sky.

"Aren't you kissing?" Wen Yizhou asked in a low voice.

It's true, Lin Yue'an thought, tonight he is not only pampering me, but also inviting me.