Chapter 110 Life is like a mayfly, please sing my praises

“I believe music is alive.”

The young man under the spotlight was exquisite and dazzling, with gold foil scattered in his blue hair. He raised the trophy in his hand and showed it with all his might.

"My music will live with me."

A long shot zooms out from the awards ceremony to the TV screen.

Xiongxiong pushed open the door and walked in. "Brother, are you going to the celebration party?"

The beauty on the sofa looked focused, her cold eyes fixed on the screen, as if she didn't hear his voice.

Xiongxiong held up the newly ironed dress and asked, "Brother?"

Shen Jixing came back to his senses, "What's wrong?"

Xiongxiong's round eyes paused. It was the first time he saw him so absent-minded.

His eyes then fell on the award ceremony on the screen. The young man in the camera was carrying the trophy off the stage. His legs were longer than a bear's life.

What a handsome new guy.

"I mean, you even let Brother Pei pick up the trophy on your behalf, so why do you suddenly want to attend the celebration banquet?"

Shen Jixing paused for two seconds, "I'm hungry."

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Xiongxiong almost committed suicide to apologize, "Ah? Didn't I order takeout for you today? I guess I forgot. Sorry... No, I did order it?"

"I ordered it." For the first time, an expression that was almost angry and aggrieved appeared on Shen Jixing's delicate and expressionless face.

"Don't order it next time. I saw a bug."

The whole building was filled with loud wails. “Brother, I’m sorry, wuwuwu.”

Shen Jixing is a person with a serious obsession with cleanliness.

Xiongxiong thought he was dead, and was ready to take out thirty trumpets to drag the merchant down with him.

He suddenly noticed that Shen Jixing smiled.

"Brother...what are you looking at?"

So happy.

Brother Shen hasn't laughed like this in a long time!

Shen Jixing put away his phone, "Nothing."

Just by chance, he saw a video of an interview with Zhou Yili right after he stepped down from the stage.

“Are there any seniors in the circle that you like very much?”

"Yes, I have."

"I have someone I like very much, his name is Shen Jixing."

This is their first reunion in four years.

Shen Jixing walked out of the lounge on the top floor of Xingyu, wearing a cool snow-white outfit with a crescent moon printed on it. The almost inaudible smile at the corner of his lips disappeared completely in the next second.

Bo Yuwen smiled and said to him, "I'll take you there."

The neon lights of the late night flow backwards beside me.

Bo Yu was still quite calm at that time, and his voice was emotionless. "Your boyfriend hasn't given up on you yet?"

Shen Jixing said in a cold and indifferent tone, "No contact, if you want to know, go ask him yourself."

Bo Yu folded his hands on his abdomen, Shen Jixing's profile reflected in his amber eyes. He was not used to Shen Jixing's coldness at this moment.

They were originally very close and lived under the same roof.

Ever since Shen Jixing debuted, it seemed as if a barrier of ice had been built between him and her.

Bo Yu said slowly: "Ah Xing, like me, don't like him."

Shen Jixing seemed not to hear what he said.

Bo Yu was not angry. At that time, he lived in the lie of miracles and thought that everything would be fine. "Otherwise, I would let him experience what it means to have a message in the morning, an apology at noon, and a reward in the evening."

He looked sideways and asked Mu Si with a lazy smile, "Did you really say that?"

Mu Si: "There's still half a sentence."

He glanced at Shen Jixing's expression through the rearview mirror.

"I'm going to get beaten now."

After he finished speaking, Shen Jixing held the crutch that was standing beside him and placed it against Bo Yu's pale chin.

He said calmly, "Don't touch him."

Bo Yu knew that Shen Jixing cared a lot whenever this boy was mentioned.

He sneered, "You've only been together for three months, and that guy is willing to come out for you. If they've been together for four years, what would happen? If he was a girl, he'd probably have a child, right?"

Mu Si: “…”

Shen Jixing remained cold and unmoved.

Bo Yu's pretended gentleness disappeared in an instant.

He said coldly and gloomily, "I don't want to see what happened four years ago again. While I still feel guilty and patient with you, don't force me to really do it."

Guilt and patience.

In fact, Shen Jixing had never seen it in him.

Bo Yu has never been a qualified teacher. People who have never experienced love cannot develop love. Shen Jixing will never argue with others about what others think of him.

"If I hadn't survived that rainy night, how long would your guilt have lasted?"

Bo Yu was stunned.

The heavy rain was like a thorn piercing my heart.

"You are still blaming me, right?" Bo Yu knew that he had some grudge in his heart. It was not what he wanted to put Shen Jixing's life in danger.

"If you hadn't been fooling around with that boy... would I have locked you up in anger?"

The car stopped at the entrance of the celebration banquet.

Shen Jixing got out of the car calmly, "I'm not arguing with you anymore, I'm just telling you."

"Sir, your likes are really cheap."

The two of them parted on bad terms.

Even Mu Si thought that Shen Jixing would rebel against Boyu. Others could not see it, but he could.

Shen Jixing likes the little boy with blue hair.

But he never expected what decision Shen Jixing would make in the end.

"Young Master."

Mu Si walked past the debris all over the ground, bent down to bandage the wound on his hand, "Life is like a mayfly, please let me sing."

Even if our life is as small and short as that of a mayfly, we still pray to live as freely as willow catkins.

Mousse was a bodyguard who was assigned to protect Boyu. He was not very well educated and could not say any high-sounding words of comfort.

"If you want to leave, I'll help you steal the contract."

Shen Jixing looked at the overlapping bloodstains on the ground. He couldn't tell which ones were his and which ones were Zhou Yili's.

"Why?"

"You are a kind person." Mu Si knelt on the ground and smiled, "A kind person shouldn't be covered with wounds."

Shen Jixing asked him, "What about you?"

Since you have the ability to leave, why stay where you are?

"I don't want to leave." Mu Si whispered to him as if he was afraid someone might hear him. "I'm different from you. I was able to stay here after squeezing my way through the bodyguards."

"But there are exceptions, unless he chases me away."

Mu Si asked him, "Do you need it?"

"Need not."

Shen Jixing always had his persistence. He said softly, "I don't need anyone to pay any price for me."

Including Zhou Yili.

In fact, Shen Jixing has always felt that he is the burden.

He would not use the name of love to trap Zhou Yili and make him fall from the glorious music world.

…

Shen Jixing fell asleep in the car.

Zhou Yili was reluctant to wake him up, as he always felt that his problem was a bit heavy.

'Has he been very bad to you in the past?'

“Not really.”

Shen Jixing finally gave an ambiguous answer.

Zhou Yili responded slowly and said nothing more. It was neither bad nor good.

Shen Jixing just answered his two questions perfunctorily.

The car stopped downstairs, and Zhou Yili pinched his face in revenge, "Do I look like someone who is easy to deceive?"

He was indeed exhausted today. Zhou Yili didn't expect that he could still have so much strength to knock his father-in-law away.

Zhou Yili put the man in the quilt he usually slept in, and looking at his cold, half-closed, delicate face, he felt a sour feeling in his heart.

"I like you so much, Shen Jixing."

"I don't want you to be wronged."

Zhou Yili came out of the master bedroom and leaned on the swing, biting an unlit cigarette.

He doesn't usually smoke. In the past, he was afraid that Shen Jixing would find the smell unpleasant. Later, he smoked in the name of protecting his throat. He was also afraid that he would meet Shen Jixing and find the smell unpleasant.

Zhou Yili swiped the screen and dialed the phone, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

The man on the other side paused and said, "Blind date."

"You really did it?" Zhou Yili was a little surprised.

Fu Chen responded briefly.

"Then you go ahead and do your work. Call me back when you are free. I have something to ask you."

Fu Chen had already been reminded by Shen Jixing.

The little lion has a low IQ and is easy to deceive, so Fu Chen was brief and to the point and that was it.

"I'm not familiar with Shen Jixing."

“…”

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. Zhou Yili bit his cigarette butt and said slowly, "Maybe you know Mu Si? He's a bodyguard. His master is Fu Chen and he's following Shen Jixing now."

"Um."

Fu Chen also had the same calmness as if facing a collapse of the mountain.

He hung up the phone calmly and sent a message to Shen Jixing.

[Fu Chen]: Sorry, the car flipped over.