Chapter 51 Develop well, I will too

Sui Yi frowned and kept her original posture, as if trying to understand what he meant.

The wind gradually picked up outside the house, the rows of street lamps turned on, the light fell in through the balcony windows, and the flat and square shadows of the interior were chopped up by the moonlight and the lights.

"Right?" Bai Yan asked him with a trembling voice, trying to confirm something.

Sui Yi was unconscious and habitually silent, just like the past six months.

Bai Yan seemed to have got a very precise answer. This answer easily pierced the heart hidden in his body, making him have a strange illusion, and the position of his chest was leaking.

No one broke the silence in the nearly cramped dormitory again.

Sui Yi threw the dust cloth from the hanger on the wooden guitar, and piled up an uneven drum bag.

Bai Yan sat for a while, then turned around and continued typing his graduation thesis. Words jumped out from the input method. He stared at the screen slowly, and then slowly deleted some words.

Just in time for the weekend to not turn off the lights, Sui Yi put on her headphones and began to watch some videos that Bai Yan didn't know much about.

Bai Yan looked back several times, and the picture on the screen changed several times, from the recording studio to the stage, and then to the street.

He randomly searched the website for the information used in the thesis, read a few sentences and then typed a few sentences with his hands, and pieced it together in the middle of the night.

Before it was completely dawn, Suiyi stood up like a sculpture that suddenly moved, stood up from the chair she had leaned against all night, and silently pushed the door out like the last time she came in.

It was as if someone pulled a hole in the light blue sky, the orange morning glow showed a little, and then the sky light was slowly propped up, with Bai Yan's hanging heart.

It took him half an hour to pack his things, and then put them neatly into the suitcase he brought when he was a freshman. The zipper was half oxidized and it was dull to pull.

There was some chaos in the dormitory, Bai Yan stood blankly for a while, but still didn't touch the things on Suiyi's table, just took the key of the dormitory.

The concrete road to the bus station was not smooth, and the suitcase would trip him several times when it hit the stones. Bai Yan simply picked up the suitcase and walked to the school gate unhurriedly.

There are very few people on the bus on weekend mornings, and in the front row are a few aunts and uncles carrying vegetable baskets, all of whom cast exploratory glances at Bai Yan.

Bai Yan's footsteps were a bit sloppy, and he deducted the money after swiping twice.

He picked a seat close to the back door and sat, his body swaying as the car jolted.

When we arrived at the next stop, the back door was facing a certain community, and the aunt with a vegetable basket got off the bus beside Bai Yan with a strange expression. After a while, she pointed at Bai Yan's face and said, "Young man, you What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Bai Yan was stunned for a moment, touched his face subconsciously, and wiped a handful of water stains in his hand.

"Why are you crying like this?" Auntie's vegetable basket banged on the bus door. "Are you alright? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"It's okay." Bai Yan woke up, wiped his face a few times, and then smiled.

The aunts looked at him suspiciously for a while, and got out of the car vigorously until the driver's urging sound.

Bai Yan took out his mobile phone from his backpack. It was a smartphone that Suiyi replaced for him during the Chinese New Year last year. One of the functions is that there is no need to charge for texting between two people. He realized that he had shed a few more tears, so he lifted Start editing the message.

He thought about it for a long time, but couldn't find too many suitable words, so he had to send a blessing like a classmate who went his separate ways, and he let Suiyi develop well.

After the message was sent, it entered the low-power mode. Bai Yan waited for a while, but the screen did not light up again, and he sent a message that I would too.

The phone beeped and the battery was completely dead. The inertia of the bus brought Bai Yan forward.

"West Railway Station, it's here." The female voice broadcast by the station sounded, and the clues about Sui Yi and the college days were cut off lightly.

Sui Yi stayed in Li Shen's nondescript wine cafe for two days, and was encouraged to sing twice on stage in the middle.

He wasn't in a good state. He was a little procrastinated when he started filming, and after a few seconds he barely forgot the lyrics.

Li Shen looked at him under the stage with a beer in his hand, his expression still always admiring, and only joked when he walked back to the bar: "What's going on? Are you singing bitter love songs?"

Sui Yi glanced at him and said nothing.

"I said you guys are too busy after graduation, why don't you shave your beard?" Li Shen pointed at his face with disgust, "I'll go to the subway entrance to beg for food later, and the harvest will be good."

I don't know which sentence is wrong, Sui Yi's face darkened, and he put the glass back hard.

The marble countertop made a crisp sound, and the bar's dazzled hands that were shaking the wine paused.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Li Shen patted his head, "I'm wrong, okay?"

Satisfied, Sui Yi lowered her head and said nothing.

The background sound of the record was switched back to the bar. The noisy and impetuous atmosphere enveloped everyone. Sui Yi drank the warm water in the cup, raised her eyelids and asked, "Can you pour me a drink?"

Li Shen was stunned, and the bartender beside him was speechless.

In the end, Li Shen opened a bottle of beer for him, and his expression was a little uneasy: "Well, what happened?"

"It's okay." Sui Yi replied decisively.

Li Shen unceremoniously lit another cigarette: "Actually, you always come to play with me, I'm very happy."

Sui Yi didn't quite understand his abrupt sensationalism, glanced at the ups and downs of foam in the beer bottle, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I can still take you with you when you were in high school, but now I'm old." Li Shen breathed out, half covering the wrinkles on his face: "I can't teach you anything now, do you also consider looking for another one? teacher?"

"Yeah." Sui Yi replied with her head lowered.

"I'm serious, you're better than me, it's almost time now, don't mess around, go out and have a look." Li Shen repeated patiently.

"Yeah." Sui Yi rarely touched the frozen beer, and the cold made her head sober.

Li Shen put out the remaining half of the cigarette and asked, "I told you last time to open a music account and sign up for a song competition or something. How are you thinking?"

After drinking more than half of the beer, Sui Yi's eyes were crimson, and he nodded slowly with a little hesitation.

"Listen to me, okay?" Li Shen's expression was a little distressed. "Nowadays, it's all about strategy. I'm an outdated person. The market now belongs to your young people."

Sui Yi tilted her head and looked at him, as if she didn't understand.

"You'll be prosperous in the future, take me with you." Li Shen smiled, "Will you?"

"Yes." Sui Yi nodded in a muffled voice, "It will definitely be."

"Then you can open an account now." Li Shen couldn't hold back, took out another cigarette, and pointed at Suiyi's phone with his chin, "The ones I made up for you two months ago, pass them on to me. ."

Sui Yi looked at the phone a little dull, and then seemed to remember something, showing a struggle and pained expression.

"What's wrong?" Li Shen was a little nervous by his expression, "Hey, forget about being so annoying."

Sui Yi clenched her phone tightly, shaking her head a little.

"Let's write songs to make money, and if we make money, we must respect this business market, right?" Li Shen said again without giving up.

"Yes." Sui Yi let go and let Li Shen fiddle with several software for him, and then automatically registered with his mobile phone number one by one.

The system prompts that the mobile phone number has been registered, and with Yi’s zeal to drink a little, he turned his head to look at the screen content, the home page and the avatar have been set, and several songs from the university are in chronological order half a month ago. The upload has been completed, and the number of hits is still dazzling.

The train from north to south generally only stays in Hequan for four minutes. Bai Yan's footsteps were a little floating and he got off the train, and plunged into the breath of the southeast coast.

The orphanage was strangely quiet. Bai Yan pushed the door, and the back of the door was fixed with a chain. A bad premonition rose from the bottom of his heart. He knocked on the door a few times, but no one responded.

The small building with a mix of Chinese and Western styles was empty, and several echoes swept across his face.

The dean was still smiling while lying on the hospital bed, and the body below the chest was placed on the bed with no strength.

Bai Yan was carrying a backpack and stood beside the instrument that had been around for some years, almost speechless.

"Old and old, you will always fall. If you don't fall this time, you will fall next time." The dean's voice was deceptive, "Don't cry."

There were two unripe apples on the metal bedside table, as if they had been carefully selected. Bai Yan turned around and could not find a fruit knife, so he had to give up.

"Xiao Bai, is it good to come out for a while?" The aunt who used to make brunch at the orphanage before beckoned to him outside the ward.

Bai Yan walked out with huge walnut eyes.

The other party was startled when he saw his face, and he repeatedly comforted: "It's not a big deal. It will be like this when you get older. Besides, your mother-in-law has insurance, and the situation is fine now."

"Well, thank you." Bai Yan lowered his head, some hair scattered in front of him.

"The children have been sent to other welfare institutions in the city, and my mother-in-law can't take care of them, okay?" Auntie asked in a probing tone, "In the future, when you are not busy, come and see her more, you don't want to be hospitalized. Worry, the government won't leave her alone."

Bai Yan nodded and hummed softly.

Several buildings in Hequan Hospital are not too high. From the corridor, you can see that the ground on the first floor is full of inedible wild fruits.

After the dean had eaten lunch and medicine, he fell asleep early. Bai Yan stood in the corridor for a long time, clutching the green paint railings that had peeled off in his hands.

The phone in his pocket was fully charged, and after a long time in the hallway, he finally made the call with determination.

The person who answered the phone, still speaking in a very standard capital dialect, politely called him Mr. Bai and asked if there was anything else he could help.

"I made a reservation for a house before." Bai Yan didn't say hello and said directly, "I don't want to buy it now, can I get a refund?"

"..." The intermediary on the other end of the phone paused, as if he had never heard such a request: "Have you already paid a deposit of 50,000 yuan?"

Bai Yan stopped for a while and said, "No."

The agent uttered a puzzled one-syllable, and then the customer was heard saying, "I've already paid fifty percent."

"Ah?" The agent asked incredulously, "Have you paid the down payment?"

"Yes." Bai Yan's tone was calm, "Can I retire now?"

The person on the other end of the call was blocked and speechless, and they talked about the contract details for several minutes, and finally concluded: "This does not support refunds, but if we really want to make a move, I will also pay attention to you here. Do other customers have demand, but there may be some handling fees, which you and other customers need to bear together."

Bai Yan thought for a while and said, "Okay, please pay attention, thank you."

The sun near the afternoon is a little hot, and the unknown insects that have scalded the trees are also noisy.

On the day the defense sequence came out, Sui Yi breathed a sigh of relief, the printer slowly sent out the timetable, and the names of him and Bai Yan were randomly assigned to the same morning group.

He found out that he could not find Bai Yan after several afternoons. Li Shen enlightened him for a long time, and sent the last razor stored in the private bathroom of the bar back to the subway entrance like a son.

Bai Yan has very few things, and he has almost no sense of existence under Sui Yi's bad tidying habits.

Sui Yi's self-esteem failed when he returned to the dormitory, but there was only a mechanical shutdown prompt on the phone receiver. After waiting all afternoon, he found that the short-sleeved shirt that Bai Yan always put on the upper and lower bunk stairs disappeared out of thin air. It was only confirmed that he went back to Hequan.

Logically, next week is the defense week. Bai Yan should go back to school on the weekend. Sui Yi hesitated whether to catch the train again, and the defense time just arrived.

The tutor scoffed at his research on the so-called role of music in film and television works, saying that only people from the last century would be interested in such a topic, but in the end he just raised a few small questions in general, so that Sui Yi could prepare for the defense.

During the last group meeting, Suiyi's mobile phone kept ringing like a ticking time bomb. His heart skipped a beat, staring at the tutor and opened the chat box with Bai Yan under the desktop.

Bai Yan didn't send him any news, but the previously registered music account suddenly had many fans and private messages.

He looked a little annoyed, and after thinking about it, he switched to vibrate mode and continued the meeting absentmindedly.

The place for the defense was in the amphitheater with a good view, which happened to be the one where Xu Wuyou came to interview the actors a few years ago.

Sui Yi wore a collared shirt and took up the position closest to the door, with one leg resting lazily on the crossbar in the front row, looking at everyone who entered the door from the corner of her eye.

His serial number is in the front. It was still morning when he came to the stage. The lighting in the classroom was excellent. There were several girls in the back row holding up their mobile phones to take pictures. At the end of the thank you section, there were even wearing sports.

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middle-aged man picked up the camera.

Sui Yi bowed calmly, and finally scanned the entire classroom, but did not see Bai Yan's figure.

At 11:30, the teachers of the defense group yawned and started lunch time. Sui Yi took out the mobile phone from the table, sent a message to Bai Yan, and asked him where he was in a calm tone. It was his turn for the defense soon.

Before he could call again, a woman in a royal blue suit in the back row approached him and greeted him softly, "Are you Suiyi?"

Sui Yi looked up at her perfunctorily, thinking it was a relative of some star classmate.

"What's wrong?" His expression was a little unruly.

"I'm a staff member of Nanzhu Entertainment, my name is Ji Zhen." The woman sat down politely three places away from him, "We think your song is very good, and I want to ask you to consider..."

Sui Yi's eyes moved, interrupting her: "Wait!" After speaking, she jumped in front of the class director a few steps.

The class guide passed by with a lunch box in his hand, and was startled: "Suiyi, what are you doing?"

"Bai Yan didn't come to answer!" Sui Yi reported the situation very seriously, "Please inform him!"

The class director looked at him strangely and said, "Many people didn't answer today. They all answered in advance if they had something to do. Didn't Bai Yan tell you?"

A sultry wind blew past his ears and made a screeching sound, leaving the ground full of silence and emptiness.