after boyfriend rebirth

Chapter 18 A Concert for Boyfriend

A group of craftsmen gather in the north of the city, most of them are already in their [-]s, and their families are not short of money. They come here to make some gadgets just for fun in their old age.

In his previous life, Yang Yimu often couldn't think about it, so he often wandered here unconsciously, buying a candy man to eat, and sometimes buying a dough maker's grandfather who looked exactly like Xie Yanchu and brought it back to the small apartment.

After playing this kind of masochistic venting for several years, I still enjoy it.But Yang Yimu never thought that one day he would take Xie Yanchu, who was still innocent and shallow, for a stroll with a young body.

The sunset in Beicheng is beautiful, the alleys have seen age, and a few white pigeons are parked on the hillocks waiting for rice grains.A group of elderly people lined up in an orderly manner on the side of the street, busy with their own work, some of them were cooking candy, some of them were making noodles, talking a few homely words from time to time, their faces were covered with a layer of red light by the setting sun.

"Grandpa, I want someone to write my name." Yang Yimu saw the candy stall at a glance.

"Okay, okay, what are you writing!" The old man's voice was loud and energetic.His clothes are very ordinary, just old Beicheng's uncle's shirt and cloth shoes. He is not very eye-catching in front of a group of stall owners. Only regular customers know that he is not young. Once he saw a car from the military area to pick up the old man.

"Write... Xie Yanchu." Yang Yimu gestured to the old man.

Xie Yanchu's expression looked a little smug and upbeat.Yang Yimu felt embarrassed, his face was a little embarrassed.In fact, he didn't have any good intentions, he just wanted to take revenge on Xie Yanchu for making him recite the vocabulary, and wanted to bite him into pieces and eat him.

Neither of them noticed that the feelings hidden on the surface were slowly breaking through, revealing immature and persistent tips.

The tail of August disappeared quickly, and at the beginning of September, Beicheng and Beiying started school at the same time.

The military training that college students fear most is coming. This year, the director of the Beicheng Education Bureau did not know why. The university gang, Beicheng and Beiying were grouped together to conduct devil-style military training at the military training base on the outskirts of the city.

The headmaster before the military training made it very clear that what the freshmen lack the most is discipline. The physical fitness of the current dolls is getting worse than the other. This year, no matter what, we must pay close attention to military training.

The executives are comfortable, and the students are struggling.

The girls brought a lot of sunscreen, lotion, and water. The more expensive sunscreen in the supermarket, the crazier it was, because those cheap skin care products were embarrassing when they wiped their faces with sweat.

As expected, Xie Yanchu was born in a family of merchants. Even if he didn't major in economics, he found business opportunities. He asked Xie Yanxun to bring two suitcases of cosmetics when he returned to China early in the morning to start purchasing.

The two brothers were happy to sell one box per person in Beicheng and Beiying, but soon they ran out of stock, and there were still many girls who were eager to see through, and asked unwillingly if there was another batch.

Xie Yanxun had already decided to take advantage of the rest day to go back to make a desperate purchase, but it was estimated that this time he would bring an assistant with him.

As long as things are easy to use, there is no need to worry about no customers.After a period of military training, all the mushrooms I bought before were said to be used up, and the girls who were useless or who were waiting to see the results were blacked out, and they were even jumping while waiting for the goods.

Yang Yimu and the others shared two bottles with each of them. Compared with the taste of sunburned skin, it is better not to worry about "a man can be called a real man without cosmetics".

Fang Lang paid a large sponsorship fee through the back door, and also went to Beicheng.To save face, the young man insisted on giving both bottles of milk to Xu Shanshan.

Xu Shanshan was admitted to Beicheng at the end of the crane. She was one point away from the English department. She was assigned to the Spanish department, which is a relatively small language. Conversation is difficult.

After two weeks of military training, except for Fang Lang who was two layers darker, Yang Yimu, Song Baicheng and Zhouzhi were as fair as ever.When they got together to eat, a group of white young brothers poked a black sorghum stick in the middle, and they were very happy.

"Old Xie doesn't know how much he earned..." Yang Yimu asked casually while holding a piece of meat.

Xie Yanxun whispered a number, and the small group's eyes widened.

Yang Yimu came back to his senses, "I'm sub-optimal, I'm making huge profits!"

Xie Yanchu snorted his head.Compared with the future investment, the small trouble now can only be regarded as pocket money.My wife is still waiting to make money.

"I want to go back to Korea and get a batch of goods!" Song Baicheng tugged on Zhou Zhi's sleeves with bright eyes, "Brother Zhi will accompany me back, okay, there will be a small vacation in three days."

Zhou Zhi hit his head with the other end of his chopsticks, "Eat well."

The corner of Song Baicheng's mouth was almost hung with a bottle of stuffy oil.

Yang Yimu and Xie Yanchu were not affected, and they ate the ribs in the stainless steel rice bowl in the cafeteria with the style of a western restaurant.

"How to spend the holidays! How to spend the holidays!" On the way back, Yang Yimu was still struggling, but when he passed by the staff restaurant, he heard the counselor say in the interlaced room, "Come back after the three-day holiday for the graded exam? Okay, I will notify you in the evening." to every class."

"..." Xie Yanchu caught Yang Yimu's sad little eyes and held back a narrow smile.

"I just wanted to talk about going to Zhangjiajie for a few days! It's a waste!" Yang Yimu adjusted the military uniform belt around his waist, dissatisfied.

Xie Yanchu didn't take the grading test seriously, "Then go, bring an English-Chinese dictionary with you on the way."

Yang Yimu was annoyed by the words that he owed a beating. In the afternoon, he formed a team to train together and cross-country for two kilometers. He just ignored Xie Yanchu's helping hand.

Yang Yimu only cared about his anger, and didn't pay attention to an inconspicuous pebble under his feet. As a result, he sprained his foot, the military training was gone, and the long vacation was gone.

So those three days were more like the third year of high school. The whole day was just changing the medicine and memorizing vocabulary, and I was thinner than before the military training.

What was the condition at that time, I couldn't eat anything, and then I could only drink milk powder and infusion of nutrient solution.Later, I lost the will to survive, and my life was only maintained by bits and pieces. It is not surprising that I became skinny like a ghost.

Xie Yanchu couldn't see that he was so thin, so he bought pearl rice to make rice, red beans to cook porridge, and sweet and sour pork ribs to make it a masterpiece.

Yang Yimu is glad that he only needs to have lunch here.His stomach is still more inclined to Chinese style. Xie's toast and fried eggs for breakfast and a few nutritional tablets at night make people feel anxious after eating for a long time.

"Okay, your usage of the verb be is always sloppy. Make another test paper and the training will be over." A light paper was caught between Xie Yanchu's index and middle fingers.

Yang Yimu's face has turned green these days, and he heard that he will be liberated soon, but he is no longer happy as expected.Tomorrow is the last day, and I finally took the vacation, so I wasted it like this, and I feel unwilling.

It's just that after finishing it, a pink ticket was handed over with the corrected test paper.

He raised his head in surprise, but saw Xie Yanchu leaning on the table, raised his eyebrows and glanced at him with an innocent and calm expression.

The corners of Yang Yimu's eyes and brows were full of tenderness, and it fell on his lips, leaving only one sentence, "My things are still at home..."

"Here." Xie Yanchu took out a large backpack from behind the table, "Will you go? If you drive at night, you will still have time to watch the sunrise at the top of the mountain."

"Okay~" Yang Yimu was happy and well-behaved, a bunch of hair on the top of his hair was raised, and the big hair was in Xie Yanchu's sight.

oh mo.So soft and cute.Xie Yanchu was stabbed in the heart, and his health and health bar plummeted.Still silent and cold on the outside, he put his backpack on his left shoulder and came to help the little cripple.

Yang Yimu limped on the train with Xie Yanchu, and before leaving, he was not at ease and wanted to call home.Xie Yanchu took his mobile phone and stuffed it into his pocket, "Just play for a day, no need to notify them."

Yang Yimu licked his lower lip, and followed Xie Yanchu and his big bag on the road of no return without hesitation.

It is said that this bus will stop running after a few years of operation.At this time, there are no high-speed trains, and the carriages are made of iron and green.Yang Yimu saw the dark red carriage coming from a distance on the platform, and patted Xie Yanchu vigorously, "Did we stand in the wrong direction?"

Xie Yanchu raised his eyes and laughed loudly, "It's a truck, do you want to sit on the roof?"

"..."

Yang Yimu held the rice in bamboo tubes that he bought in line outside Xie Yanchu Railway Station, and ate mouthful after mouthful.The bacon is smooth and delicate, without any fat, and the aftertaste is long after a bite.

"It's not a good car spot, there are so many people..." Xie Yanchu grabbed Yang Yimu's arm with a big palm and held his hand at some point.The palms of the palms that had practiced shooting for several days had thin calluses, scratching the back of the wrapped hands, with a faint tingling sensation.

"Well, maybe it's almost National Day." Yang Yimu didn't break free.Among the bustling crowd, he and Xie Yanchu could clasp their fingers recklessly only because of the sprained ankle.

Crowds are never a problem for those who have seats. Yang Yimu sat in the window seat watching the night view, and gradually became sleepy, with his head banging against the window.Xie Yanchu looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't bear to help his head to lean on his shoulder.Although it is hard, at least it is much better than tempered glass.

When we arrived in Zhangjiajie, it was still foggy, Xie Yanchu gently pushed Yang Yimu awake, waited until the people in the car had almost left, and then led the sleepy Yang Yimu out of the car.

"Then where are you going?" After finally opening his eyes wide, Yang Yimu looked towards the platform that melted into the night, and it was so dark that he didn't know where he was going.Even though he has lived ten years longer than the current Xie Yanchu, for some reason, as long as he is with him, he doesn't have to think about anything.Laziness has become a habit.Yang Yimu shook his head and laughed.

Sure enough, Xie Yanchu lifted the huge backpack on his left shoulder, looked around, and found a taxi, "Go to Forest Park, Daguantai. Just in time for the sunrise."

So Yang Yimu slept all the way with peace of mind, and vaguely heard Xie Yanchu chatting with the driver uncle. The driver said that the cable car was only available at 07:30 in the morning, and it was a bit early now.Xie Yanchu has nothing to do, after all, Yang Yimu is now a wounded person, if he climbs the mountain by force, his feet will not heal.

"Then, don't watch the sunrise, take the cable car up the mountain during the day." When he arrived at Di'er, Xie Yanchu found an inn and ordered morning tea.

The lady proprietress is a hardworking person. In addition to staying at night, the inn sells food and tea during the day. It also built a small stage. Now there are a group of young people waiting to perform on stage.

Sitting next to Yang Yimu and Xie Yanchu was a middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap.Yang Yimu always felt that he looked familiar, but he didn't think about it.There are too many Chinese people, bumps in faces are common, and he has lived two lifetimes, so maybe he has seen that person in other places.

"The magic sound pierces the ears." Xie Yanchu commented with a sip of barley tea, frowning.

Yang Yimu suddenly thought that when he held a concert in his previous life, he never invited Xie Yanchu.But today, when the weather is right, the place is right, and Wuling is far away in the fog, my heart is eager to sing a favorite song for him.Xie Yanchu likes RAP. In fact, RAP comes from R&B. Prince Arthur’s Moving Mountains won the hearts of the two. Yang Yimu once told Xie Yanchu that he would sing to him at the concert, but somehow Song Baicheng took the lead, so Yang Yimu breathed a sigh of relief It has been stuck in my throat for many years and I haven't swallowed it.

The non-mainstream editor on the stage ruined his brother's "When Love Is a Past". When it was about to end, Yang Yimu smiled innocently at Xie Yanchu, "Help me grab a mic."

"You want to go up and sing?" Xie Yanchu raised his eyebrows.

"Ah."

The remaining teenagers couldn't compete with the handsome and tall Xie Yanchu, and even the girls who could take advantage of their gender to grab the wheat all took the initiative to give way.Unexpectedly, after the handsome male god Fengshen grabbed the wheat, he beckoned to the handsome boy sitting in the corner.

Yang Yimu limped up, being able to use his still movable arms and legs meant a lot, so there was no need to think about the hot dance.

The middle-aged man in the other corner heard the prelude and squinted his eyes.

Xie Yanchu found the nearest seat under the stage, with one long leg crossed over the other, holding a teacup in his hand, very comfortable.In Yang Yimu's eyes, there is actually a style of listening to opera in Liyuan.

Yang Yimu raised one corner of his mouth, and when he came on stage, he put a hat on his head, black with white checks, this kind of dress, compared with the handsome and well-behaved before, was a bit more evil and wild.

Holding the microphone, the familiar desire to express all my feelings seemed to wake up overnight, and the inspiration hidden under the earth's crust tore open the gap, gurgling and steaming.Different from the huge crowd in the previous life, now for him, there is only one Xie Yanchu in the audience.

Yang Yimu regained his composure, and when he closed his eyes and opened them again, his aura was completely opposite.The beginning is not particularly gorgeous, but gradually it can bring out the most sincere and complicated feelings in the throat.

It's like whatever I do...(OhhhOhhh)

Just can't get through to you...(OhhhOhhh)

INevergonatell you nothing wrong...

Listen..

...Yang Yimu pointed at everyone in the audience with Mai Xukong. It seemed that there was no target, but everyone had a feeling of 'he is looking at me'.Xie Yanchu had a smile on his lips, and inadvertently saw the thoughtful middle-aged man in the corner, felt weird in his heart, and frowned.

And lately I've been sleeping with a host

Mystock is down and out

Iused to be worth my weighting old

That was before the great depression kicked in and rockedus

And that was before the hurricane came in and stopped.

It old you out leave, but you lied to me

When you said that, baby no worries I promise to get us back

I know sorries, just wouldn't do it,

When singing sorry, Yang Yimu's voice was obviously choked.Xie Yanchu's fingertips that were tapping on the tabletop paused, and his heart began to ache.Yang Yimu... little fool...

He seems to be smarter than anyone else when things happen, and he has a bright mind. He respects his parents and unites with his classmates. He has lived clearly and thoroughly for many years, so what is he worrying about now...

Xie Yanchu narrowed his eyes.How can it be easy to let go of the people and things you are looking for.No matter how many obstacles lie ahead, in this life, I will accompany the little fool to have a vigorous love.

Doesn't love come from an unstoppable impulse?Up to the poor and blue down...down to the underworld.

The helpless and desolate ending sounded, but Xie Yanchu suddenly stepped onto the stage, picked up another microphone in the corner, and added B-BOX chords to a series of R&P.Yang Yimu couldn't sing any longer, and smiled and glared at him.

But I keep climbing and hoping things would change

Xie Yanchu: BBBBBOX~

And the sky turns grey, and the water from the rain,

Xie Yanchu: BBBBBOX~~

Washes progress away

It's like moving mountains...

It's like moving mountains...

Why you just leave me

Xie Yanchu: Beooh~~~

Yang Yimu almost laughed out loud at the end of Ai Ai's song, and kicked at Xie Yanchu, "Death! Are you annoying!"