When the sand sculptures get the social death script

Ever since Lu Changming came to this hospital, he had always been thinking about the roasted sweet potatoes. At that time, when he saw that Yao Simei and Chi Ji had something to say, he didn't think too much about it. He thought it might be a family matter that was not convenient for outsiders to listen to, so he left the ward I ran out to find a seller of baked sweet potatoes.

Who would have thought that when he came back, Chi Ji was gone, and only the bewildered Mao Xiao was left outside the ward.

According to what Mao Xiao said, she just went to the bathroom, and when she came back, she happened to meet Chi Chenglin coming out of the ward with a bad face.

Chi Ji has disappeared.

After learning about this, Lu Changming gave himself a big mouth without saying a word.

He was careless and not thoughtful enough.

The relationship between Chi Ji and the Chi family is unclear. Although he has found out everything he can, he doesn't know the details.

Yao Simei's ward was originally a place where Chi Chenglin would most likely appear.

He also watched Chi Ji hesitate outside the ward.

How can I go?

How could you leave him there alone?

Lu Changming asked himself this, and he was so angry that he wanted to punch himself in the face twice.

No one answered the phone, so I could only look for it slowly.

How easy is it to find a person in such a big hospital?

Lu Changming searched the entire building from the seventh floor to the first floor with sweet potatoes in his pocket, and asked many people, but no one noticed Chi Ji's movements.

Because he was worried that he would be exposed, Lu Changming didn't dare to be too high-profile, so he could only ask Mao Xiao to look for him in the building and go outside by himself.

Fortunately, I found it.

He didn't know what happened, even though he could vaguely guess it, he still had to pretend that he didn't know anything and appeared in front of Chi Ji.

Yes, always.

Know everything, but choose to pretend not to know anything.

Although he always looks stupid, his IQ is not high.

But this will make it easier for Chi Ji to be by his side.

This is enough.

He will never know what Chi Ji doesn't want him to know.

The pouring rain seems to want to wash away all the dirt and dirt in the world, but no matter how hard you try, it can only take away some dust.

Relying on the sound of the rain and the fact that there was no one around, Chi Jiquan had to vent, and gradually stopped suppressing himself deliberately, clutching Lu Changming's clothes tightly and crying louder and louder.

This was the only time Chi Ji approached him proactively since the two met.

But Lu Changming didn't have time to think about anything else.

He hugged Chi Ji tightly in his arms and touched it tentatively, and found that Chi Ji was basically completely soaked from top to bottom.

The rainy day in G City is cold and humid.

In November, the temperature does not exceed 10 degrees at all.

If this continues, you will definitely get sick.

As far as his body was concerned, Lu Changming didn't hesitate for a moment. He hugged Chi Ji horizontally without giving Chi Ji any room to react, and rushed towards the parking lot without turning his head.

Chi Ji's eyes were blurred, but he felt the big raindrops hitting his face mercilessly.

When the whole person vacated, he didn't realize what happened at all, the tears were still streaming down one after another, and he couldn't breathe well.

Lu Changming realized later that Chi Ji had been drenched in the rain with his face facing the sky, but he couldn't move his hands to help him block it, so he could only lift it up, and clasped his hands to protect his head and pressed it toward his chest.

After running and searching in the rain for so long, Lu Changming's clothes were completely wet.

Across two layers of cold fabric, Chi Ji actually felt a slight warmth, as if he could vaguely hear heavy and powerful muffled sounds again and again.

I don't know whose heartbeat it is.

His whole body seemed to come alive again, the five senses that had been weakened by the outburst finally returned, and he felt the bone-chilling coolness of the rain belatedly.

Lu Changming in front of him became the only heat source.

Calmness and reserve all collapsed in an instant, approaching became instinctive.

He almost tried his best to stick himself close to Lu Changming's body, then turned his head sideways and blinked non-stop, squeezing out the moisture accumulated in his eyes and looking at Lu Changming.

The wind and rain are mixed, like the Milky Way pouring down.

The mud and wind and frost all over his body did not shake the light in his eyes.

After returning to the car, Lu Changming stuffed Chi Ji into the back seat, then ran to the front to start the engine to turn on the heating in the car, then went to the trunk again, and returned to the back seat with a bottle of mineral water in his hand Water and a disposable towel.

The two of them were covered in water, and they were in extreme embarrassment.

But Lu Changming didn't care about himself at all, he reached out with a towel and began to wipe Chi Ji's hair, then took out his mobile phone to call Mao Xiao, planning to call Mao Xiao back and drive them to the hotel.

Before the call was dialed, Chi Ji held down his hand in a panic, his voice was hoarse and nasal: "Don't...can you not let her see me now..."

Lu Changming paused for a moment with his fingertips hanging on the dial button, and then he came back to check Chi Ji's state carefully.

His body was completely wet, his eyes were red and swollen, his nose and cheeks were stained with the blush of just crying, he looked extremely wronged, without a trace of the delicate and meticulous elite president in his usual days.

It was indeed a bit too embarrassing.

Lu Changming gave up calling Mao Xiao, and instead sent her a voice notification that Chi Ji had been found, and asked her to take a taxi to the hotel.

After hanging up the phone, Chi Ji breathed a sigh of relief visible to the naked eye.

The heating in the car started to work, and the temperature quickly began to rise. Chi Ji felt that his nose started to get clogged, and soon he couldn't breathe.

Seeing this, Lu Changming reached out to the front seat and took out a piece of paper and stuffed it into his phone.

Chi Ji covered his nose with a paper and was about to use force, but suddenly stopped, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Lu Changming.

Lu Changming understood in seconds, raised his hand and put aside his eyes to cover his ears.

After wiping his nose, Chi Ji folded up the paper and looked around.

"Just throw it on the ground." Lu Changming moved his hands away from his ears, took off his peaked cap, brushed his dripping hair from his forehead to the back, and then put it on again, and said to him, "There is water in the car, and it will definitely be sent to clean up later. .”

Chi Ji hesitated for a moment, then rolled up the tissues and threw them aside.

Even though the interior of the car was already relatively warm, Lu Changming felt that this was not enough when he saw Chi Ji's neckline dripping water, so he stretched out his hand and handed him the towel, and opened the door with his backhand.

"Wipe off your hair, and I'll take you back to the hotel to take a good shower and change your clothes, otherwise you'll catch a cold."

After finishing speaking, before Chi Ji could speak, Lu Changming opened the car door and rushed out, covered his head with his arms and went around to the driving seat against the rain, and stepped on the accelerator to start the car.

The sound insulation in the car is very good, and all the complicated noises are blocked from the outside.

Chi Ji sat in the quiet and warm back seat of the car. As the uncontrollable sobbing gradually subsided, his chaotic mood finally calmed down slowly, and he gradually relaxed his tense nerves by leaning on the back of the chair.

Lu Changming observed the road conditions, and noticed from the rearview mirror that Chi Ji's eyes were tightly closed, his brows were still unconsciously frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly spoke.

"Do you want to hear me sing? I'm writing a new song recently. I don't know how it goes. Can you give me some advice?"

After his emotions stabilized, Chi Ji couldn't help but recall what happened in the ward just now.

He who was always calm and composed suddenly became so abnormal. Lu Changming would always ask him out of emotion and reason.

Chi Ji was so worried that he didn't even think about how to explain himself.

Unexpectedly, although Lu Changming opened his mouth amidst his worries, he didn't say a word about what happened just now, but talked about other irrelevant topics in his usual tone, as if nothing happened.

Chi Ji was sure that Lu Changming was not really stupid, but his heart couldn't help but trembled violently, then he opened his eyes suddenly and said in a hoarse voice.

"Okay, what's the name of the song?"

"Only the chorus part, and the rest haven't been written yet." Lu Changming tore off the mask on his face and said, "The song is called Lost Voice."

Chi Ji rolled his Adam's apple involuntarily, and asked him: "...why is it called loss of voice?"

Lu Changming didn't show any extra emotions, and raised the corners of his lips: "There's no reason, it's all based on inspiration. Haven't you heard my song?"

Chi Ji didn't answer, but lowered his eyes with trembling eyelashes and let out a "hmm".

"Okay then. Listen to it later when you have time, and you can give me some advice." Lu Changming took out a few pieces of paper while waiting for the red light to wipe the water on his face, and chuckled, "Then I sing?"

Chi Ji looked at him from the rearview mirror, and after touching his red and swollen eyes, he hurriedly looked away and nodded.

Lu Changming's timbre is deceptively hoarse and clear, and his style of music has always been a soothing and gentle ballad. No matter how complicated the transition is, he can sing flawlessly.

Most singers can use their own singing skills familiarly, but skills are not equal to singing skills.

And Lu Changming has been angry since his debut, not only because of his likable personality, but also because he is still an excellent singer even if he throws away other auras.

He integrates skills into emotion and emotion into singing.

Every sentence and pause, every deliberately prolonged ending, seems to be telling a moving story in rhythmic rhythm.

Depending on the state of mind when listening to the song, the emotions you feel are also different.

At times it felt like he was a bystander recounting a story he had witnessed.

Sometimes I feel that he is the one who witnessed it.

No reverb, no accompaniment, no stage.

Lu Changming simply cleared his throat like this, and after taking a deep breath, he spoke casually.

A song "Lost Voice" that hadn't had time to appear on major music players made Chi Ji completely lose his voice.

"The Door of Memories

imprisoned lost souls

You are always serious in memory

close your eyes and wait for me to kiss

I pretended to be familiar after reunion

like a voiceless person

Willing to devote my life to loyalty

eachother

The sky is full of stars and the love is sealed

Who knows I've been waiting

......"

When singing, Lu Changming's aura was gentle and pious. Chi Ji sat in the back seat in a daze. With his head down, he couldn't see Lu Changming's eyes, expression or any body movements, but he could clearly feel every movement. The words were struck repeatedly in my heart accompanied by a fine electric current, causing all the nerve endings to tremble uncontrollably.

Yes, that's why he didn't dare to listen to Lu Changming's song repeatedly.

To others, it might just be a cleverly rhymed phrase.

But he is in the story.

Lu Changming's song is not limited to this one. Before that, Chi Ji had also heard "Love Poetry", "I Can't See You", and "The Last Additional Question"...

I don't know if it's because he thinks too much, but he can always find himself in the song.

He couldn't know what kind of mentality Lu Changming used to write these songs. He only knew that when he heard them with his own ears, he couldn't maintain absolute objectivity and calmness.

Every song in the player, Lu Changming's words and breaths are filled with emotions so obviously.

Chi Ji couldn't stop himself from thinking wildly, but he was also worried that it would be a big dream, and everything was just self-indulgent.

After all, songwriting is a matter of inspiration.

Combining one's own experience, finding a suitable emotional sustenance, blending one's own inspiration as a condiment, and finally creating a unique work, this is really a normal thing.

Just like a painter sketching from life, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, its value is only as a medium.

What is ultimately displayed on the wall is the work presented on the panel, not the scenery itself.

So he can only choose not to listen to those songs.

But what if you deliberately avoid deceiving your ears and stealing your bell?

Still can't let go, still can't get over it.

If the lyrics of the previous songs were relatively cryptic, what this song "Lost Voice" wants to express is too obvious.

Especially when Lu Changming sang it himself in front of him.

Chi Ji's breathing stagnated for a short time, until he felt a dull pain in his chest due to the rapid drop in oxygen content, and then he took a breath belatedly. He lowered his head deeply, trying to block all his expressions with the towel on top of his head, He bit his lower lip tightly and said nothing.

The chorus part is only so long, and it is quickly sung.

The car drove smoothly into the underground parking lot of the pre-booked four-star hotel. Under the guidance of the waiter, Lu Changming drove the car into the parking space and stopped, then put on the mask and lowered the brim of his hat, got out of the car, walked to the back seat and opened the door.

He curled up his fingertips and hesitated for a few seconds, finally mustered up the courage, and tentatively stretched out his hand towards Chi Ji.

Chi Ji didn't hurt, didn't itch and didn't suffer any injuries, but Lu Changming hugged him into the car because he was crying too hard at that time. At this moment, his whole body was soaked, nothing happened at all, and he wasn't so fragile that he needed to be supported. The point of getting off.

But Lu Changming still reached out.

Chi Ji, who was leaning on the handrail and was about to get off the car, paused slightly, raised his eyes to stare at Lu Changming, then lowered his eyelids to look at his palm.

After a moment he raised his arm, and slowly and carefully placed his hand on it.

With Lu Changming's tight grip, all the doubts in Chi Ji's mind were finally confirmed.

The warmth is passed from the palms of the hands together.

The secret that the two had buried deeply for six years finally became tacit at this moment.

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There is one more chapter, it will be a little late.