equal loudness curve

On the streets of Chengdu in the early morning, the coolness spread quickly, but in the cold wind, three people suddenly ran forward and back with their hands open, and the sound of footsteps and laughter reflected unceremoniously in the entire sky.

Why do I know such a group of people, who are so serious and outstanding at work, why is that?Wen Haishan thought sadly.

"Boss, where are we going?" Wen Haishan chased up Bie Han and asked him.

"Recording studio."

"why?"

There is a small lounge in the recording studio, which is not soundproofed. At that time, I wanted to build another room, but I felt that the space was too small, so I just made ordinary soft furnishings and put two sofas for convenience. If someone works too late one day, they can sleep here directly. Now that they don’t want the smell of alcohol on their bodies to contaminate the sound-absorbing cotton, that small room is the best choice.

"Because I don't want to send each of them home alone." Bie Han said coldly.

After the cold wind blew for a while, Tang Zhuojian was a little more awake, but he still felt that his head was heavy, and he felt less uncomfortable when he leaned against a warm place all the time. Hearing Bie Han's voice seemed to come from beside his ears, he finally Lifting his head with difficulty, he realized that he was on Bie Han's back.

"Don't, don't be cold." Tang Zhuojian whispered, and lowered his head again giving up.

"What?" Bie Han asked.

"Trouble."

"It's okay, you go to sleep." He said softly, feeling Tang Zhuojian relax on his back again.

The three people here are in stark contrast to the other three people. This side is very quiet and peaceful, walking slowly step by step, and the shadows are constantly changing directions under the night light.

So Wen Haishan felt that no matter which side he was on, he couldn't say a word, and even felt a little distressed why he had to bear this when he was young, so he ran two steps to catch up with Bie Han, and looked at Tang Zhuojian as if he had fallen asleep, entangled and entangled , asked Bie Han in a low voice: "That, boss."

"how?"

Wen Haishan took a long time to organize his words, because he was not sure, he was afraid of asking the wrong question, and he was afraid of thinking too much, but he really wanted to know, after all, he was not the person involved, so it should be fine even if he thought wrong, so he asked cautiously: "What about that?" , you, you, don’t you like Tang Zhuojian?”

Hearing this, Don't laugh, but didn't speak.

"Really?" Wen Haishan asked anxiously.

Bie Han didn't give him a precise answer, but only gave him a vague reply: "Maybe." But Wen Haishan felt that this was affirmative.

Wen Haishan nodded, looked at Tang Zhuojian again with complicated eyes, and then sighed: "Boss, you can restrain yourself, I think Tang Zhuojian is not good, hiccup, it's hard to control!"

"What am I controlling him for?" Bie Han asked back, he knew that these people would come to ask him this question one day, but he didn't expect that the first one would be 17-year-old Wen Haishan.

"It's not control." Wen Haishan felt that he might not have expressed clearly, "It's control, I think he is quite independent, and maybe he doesn't need anyone."

"how do you know?"

"I guessed, right?"

Bie Han laughed angrily, and wanted to raise his hand to give Wen Haishan a shudder, but he couldn't move his hand, so he said: "It's not a fairy, it's always needed."

Wen Haishan kept staring at Tang Zhuojian, afraid that he would wake up and hear them talking about him behind his back, but he didn't seem to wake up: "What do you like about him?"

"Then what do you like about him?" Bie Han asked him again, ignoring Wen Haishan's question. For a moment, he suppressed his voice and said angrily: "Can I have the same liking as you? Don't hurt me by mistake, I'll treat him like that." He is a super nice big brother who brings us food every time he comes.”

It seemed that it was not right to say that, so he just hoped that Tang Zhuojian would come and buy food for him, so Wen Haishan added: "Every time he comes, he will bring us some small gifts, food and play are even useless, It's not that I want to take advantage of him, he will always bring some surprises that we didn't expect, which makes me feel that everyone is always looking forward to this person's arrival, do you understand the sense of ritual in life?"

Bie Han was educated by a kid who was ten years younger than himself. Instead of being angry, he smiled: "You can see through it. Since this is what attracts you, why can't I like other better aspects?"

"Okay." Wen Haishan was stunned and whispered, "It's a pity that same-sex marriages are still not allowed in mainland China. Hey, what should I do? What if he opposes the same sex? Are you an orphan?" Wen Haishan pointed to Tang Zhuojian, Whisper.

"he is."

"Huh? He is... oh! That's it."

The two stopped talking, Wen Haishan thoughtfully, followed for a few more steps, turned his head to look at the other three people sleepily, and rolled his eyes.

"Go and look at the three of them, don't let anything happen, I'll take Tang Zhuojian back to the recording studio first." Bie Han said to Wen Haishan, when the latter heard it, he felt bad, he would rather be a light bulb than be with that Three people together.

Tang Zhuojian didn't know how long he had been in a coma. When he opened his eyes, he was on the sofa in a small room. He propped himself up, saw Bie Han who was playing with his mobile phone next to him, and asked aloud, "Where is this?"

Bie Han raised his head and put down his phone: "Is it better? This is a room in the recording studio."

Seeing that his expression became very strange, Tang Zhuo stood up suddenly after sitting for two seconds, and hurriedly said: "I'm going to throw up." After speaking, he opened the door and rushed out staggeringly.

Regarding the question of whether you like it or not, Bie Han didn't pay much attention to it before. Get closer if you want to get closer. Everything follows your heart, but in your heart, you want to get closer.

When I closed my eyes and thought about his appearance, I thought of a lake that suddenly appeared in the black wasteland, coldly reflecting the gray clouds in the sky.

That picture seems dead, but also seems alive. I want to touch it, but I am afraid of breaking the peace.

let it go.

He just sat quietly at one end of the sofa and waited for nearly 10 minutes before Tang Zhuojian came in with his hand on the wall. His face was pale, and he lay down as soon as his body touched the sofa, with his eyes open, looking unlovable: "I just drank it, nearly ten bottles? It's...already, is that the case?"

"Just?" Bie Han tidied up his thoughts and returned to normal.Don't pretend that he didn't drink eight bottles last time, so he got up and poured him a cup of hot water, and took out the anti-alcohol medicine that he bought by the way when he just came back, "Take some medicine, and your head won't hurt tomorrow morning."

Tang Zhuowian got up, moved a little to the side and sat next to Bie Han, looked at him, and grinned: "You carried me back, didn't you? You, you are so annoying, let me Just leave, you don’t need to carry me back, uh, but you, since you carried me back, I still want to thank you, but I didn’t think about how to thank you, ah, forget it.”

"..." Bie Han just listened to his nonsense.

"Oh, by the way, where are Zhu Qunfei and the others?" Tang Zhuojian suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen them when he went out.

"They're still on the road, they're walking too slowly." Bie Han didn't want to wait for them, firstly because Tang Zhuojian was on his body, and secondly because he felt that it was too embarrassing, so he just sent a sober Wen Haishan to watch.

Tang Zhuojian nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly remembered something: "Is your light bulb installed?"

"What light bulb?" Bie Han regretted after asking, thinking he shouldn't have asked.

Tang Zhuowian said solemnly: "A super big light bulb, about the size of my head, very bright, as bright as mine, and it will burn out."

"..." Bie Han closed his eyes, relaxed and leaned against the sofa as if giving up, ready to meet Tang Zhuojian's drunken chatterbox.

If I remembered that he drank too much and talked too much, I should have resolutely stopped him at that time.

"Little white rabbit, white and white, with two ears standing up, cutting arteries and veins, it's so cute that it doesn't move."

"..." Well, it's very dark.

"Actually, I'm not aloof. I'm easy to get along with. Some people always say that I'm aloof and dare not contact me. I'm also very distressed."

Well, distressed, got it.

"Oh, Bie Han, have you ever received a call from someone you don't know!" Talking to himself for a long time, Tang Zhuojian suddenly grabbed Bie Han's arm eagerly.

Bie Han thought about whether this question was worth answering, and finally asked, "Why?"

"I've sold you!" Tang Zhuo Jian said apologetically, "Someone really wanted to get in touch with you and me, but I was very righteous and gave him your number in a fit of anger."

"..." Where is the point of justice?Bie Han didn't know whether he was telling the truth or a lie, anyway, following his answer was always right: "Yes, I see, it's fine."

But when it comes to this, it seems to mention a sad thing, Tang Zhuo Jian's energy is gone at once, he slumps on the sofa, his eyes are dull, and he says weakly: "You say, when will I get what I want?"

Bie Han looked at him, but he looked elsewhere: "What do you want?"

"I want someone to hear me sing."

"Well, I can listen, including Zhu Qunfei, Tang Moyan, Wen Haishan, Ma Yi, if you want to sing, we are your audience." Bie Han replied without hesitation.

Tang Zhuojian's expression became uneasy, he covered his face with his hand, and whispered for a moment, "So you want to keep me just to listen to my singing?"

"..." Who wants to take care of you?

Tang Zhuo saw that he was close to Bie Han and supported his body with difficulty. He felt dizzy now, and seemed to have a little consciousness, but his chest was too stuffy, and there were many things that wanted to have a breakthrough and then rushed out, but he didn't want to explode, just Gently clutching his chest, he lowered his head in pain.

"Are you okay?" Bie Han patted his back lightly, he looked very uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do, he could only try his best to comfort him.

Drinking too much will make him vulnerable, but Tang Zhuojian doesn't want to, even if he drinks too much, there are things that prevent him from being vulnerable, but he is very uncomfortable, he has endured it for too long, he is like his own tree hole, throwing all the blackness into his heart, Then he turned black.

He raised his head, looked at Bie Han blankly, looked at those caring eyes, and showed a smile, before his brain gave an order, his body made a decision directly.

He leaned forward and kissed Bie Han, just once, very lightly and quickly, and then he collapsed, and was hugged by Bie Han and hugged him into his arms.

"Plop", the sound of a heartbeat, hitting my ear heavily.

Seeing Tang Zhuo moved, he murmured: "I drank too much, you can't blame me! If you blame me, I'll be angry."

This is simply to boost his courage by drinking too much, Bie Han closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Yes." He raised his hand to surround him, and the strong smell of alcohol slowly spread into his nasal cavity.

He quickly calmed down, and forced himself to convince himself that this was just Tang Zhuojian's unintentional act, or even just a prank he made when he was sober.

I don't want to get to the bottom of where the relationship came from, since it happened, let it happen, it's just a waste of effort to pursue too much, it can't make the mood more peaceful, and it can't make the dream come true.

Tang Zhuojian was very dizzy, but he felt very satisfied when someone hugged him, and he felt like returning to his childhood for a moment.

The embrace that gave him courage and warmth, the embrace that accompanied the bedtime stories under the desk lamp, the embrace that pushed him away mercilessly after knowing that he wanted to be a singer.

And now, gently hugging him, fearing that he would be uncomfortable, even daring not to use his strength.

"My parents severed ties with me today." Tang Zhuojian said suddenly, his voice was a little drunk and a little sober.

"En." Bie Han replied.

"They want me to be a civil servant, want... want me to go on a blind date, children, grandchildren."

"Today, Li Shirui is also here. He said that I am not suitable to be a singer. I have nothing. I don't know the way, right, but I don't regret it, and I won't choose again."

"Want to stop me, unless, kill me."

"Actually, I care, but caring can't change anything. It's better not to care."

Bie Han thought that it was not easy for Tang Zhuojian to say these things even when he was drunk, so he could only listen without interrupting.

"It's very uncomfortable, but I, I chose it myself."

"I can't get out from the shady scene, and I don't want to become a star in the entertainment circle. Now, I just want to be by your side."

"I have a bad temper, can you bear with me?"

"I like you, it's great to meet you."

"I hope there is, a miracle."

"..."

Bie Han lowered his head slightly, rubbed his earlobe lightly with his mouth, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Don't follow other people's miracles to find yours, you are the only one."

"Yeah!" Tang Zhuojian took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He just felt that it took all his strength just to speak. After a while, he suddenly moved again. It's easy to get along with, after all, after all, I'm not at the same level as me, it's a relationship between a mentor student, Party A and Party B, why would he want to talk to a client, ah?"

Bie Han laughed out loud, he didn't know what Tang Zhuo Jian's definition of a good person was, in short, it should be a completely opposite relationship with the client, so he replied: "Then you want to be famous so much, why do you let him be such a good shortcut?" Don't leave? People are mutual, and you can be a business partner if you want, but you didn't let this relationship become like this."

Tang Zhuo saw that he still nodded, and then there was no movement.

After a long while, his breathing suddenly became heavy, and he used considerable strength to slowly raise his head, keeping his eyes on the same level as Biehan, getting very close, very close, almost close, his warm breath lingered on the Between the two, every inch of skin was touched.He looked at him seriously, and said word by word: "Then, we can also change the relationship."

Bie froze for a moment, stared blankly at Tang Zhuojian who was close at hand, held his breath, and asked softly, "What's the relationship?"

His voice trembled a little, but he still felt that it might be better to leave this kind of conversation after Tang Zhuojian was awake, but he heard Tang Zhuojian say slowly: "Well...for example, father and son?"

"..."