After He Xiao asked, Tang Miao looked at him.
"Ah?" Tang Miao was stunned.
The woman was stunned for a moment, looking at him blankly. He Xiao lowered his head to look into her eyes, then looked away.
"nothing."
"I'm going to eat."
When Tang Miao knocked on the door, He Xiao was about to go out. After he said this, he walked out of the house and closed the door.
He Xiao took the notebook and pen that Tang Miao handed him and went to the elevator door to wait for the elevator to leave. Listening to the sound of the elevator door closing and sinking, Tang Miao blinked, then retracted his gaze and returned home.
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He Xiao and Qi Yuan decided to have their meal at the food stall again. When He Xiao arrived, it was just getting dark and some people had come to the food stall. Before he arrived, the table was already full of food, including crayfish, grilled skewers, various grilled seafood, and a few boxes of beer.
Because of the performances, we haven't had a drink for a long time. We've been resting for a few days, and we're going to indulge ourselves tonight.
He Xiao got out of the car. Qi Yuan raised his hand and waved at him. He Xiao walked over and handed him the notebook in his hand.
"Sign." He Xiao said, "After you sign, let them both sign as well."
Qi Yuan took the small book and took a look. On that page of the small book, He Xiao had already signed his name. The book was very cute, a thick little book, like it was used for making a notebook. Even before he started, the pattern printed on the paper was already very beautiful.
"What is this?" Qi Yuan asked as he bit off the pen cap and signed his name. After signing, he handed it to Ji Bang who was standing beside him.
After Qi Yuan asked, He Xiao said, "There is a fan who wants our autograph."
After He Xiao finished speaking, the three people at the table looked up at him.
"That's unusual." Ji Bang said in surprise, "Usually it's the three of us who ask you for autographs, but this is the first time you've asked us."
After Ji Bang finished speaking, Lin Ye, who was signing autographs nearby, smiled as he spoke.
"What music fans?" After saying this, Ji Bang moved closer to He Xiao, raised his eyebrows and asked him ambiguously.
He came closer, and He Xiao looked calm, lowering his eyes and glancing at him.
Jibon: “…”
Of course He Xiao couldn't get anything out of this, so Ji Bang pulled back and hugged Qi Yuan, who was eating skewers next to him.
"Tell me! Do you know what you and A Xiao did behind Lin Ye and I's backs?"
Qi Yuan was eating skewers when Ji Bang came over and put his elbow around his neck. He coughed dryly, and his hand shook so much that the skewer almost pierced his eyes.
"Hehe, what do I know? Let go of me, damn, the skewers are going to poke my eyes!" Qi Yuan shouted.
When Qi Yuan shouted like this, he put down the stick in his hand, turned around and hugged Ji Bang's waist, and scratched him. Ji Bang screamed "Ah" when he was tickled, and quickly let Qi Yuan go.
The two of them were making such a fuss at the table, their faces were red and their necks were thick before they even drank. He Xiao and Lin Ye were used to this, and after Lin Ye signed his name, he gave the book to He Xiao.
He Xiao took it and thanked him.
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Although it was a little strange that He Xiao asked everyone to sign, everyone soon forgot about it. Today they came out mainly to drink and chat. It has been a long time since they felt so relaxed. The four of them planned to stay up all night.
The night in the old city in summer is still very impressive. Low residential buildings, mottled and sturdy plane trees, brick walls, dim street lights, and occasional electric bikes and pedestrians passing by. No matter how a city develops, there is always a place that retains the most authentic flavor of the city.
The four of us went out to eat together today, and there was nothing serious to talk about. But as we chatted, we ended up talking about the band's work.
After this period of time, there will be another wave of music festivals in August. Summer vacation is over, and each city seems to have caught the tail of summer vacation, leaving the warmest and most refreshing memories of this summer.
As the group chatted, they heard the sound of a guitar not far away. The four people stopped chatting and looked in the direction where the guitar sound came from.
The little boy was standing in front of the table between them, holding a guitar and singing to the two girls at the table. After not seeing him for a while, the little boy had short hair, a thin body, and a big guitar. The songs he sang had improved a lot compared to before.
Even when he finished singing, the two girls at the table applauded and praised him, and gave him some money. The little boy listened to the praise, smiled shyly, took the money, thanked him and left.
After leaving, he came to He Xiao's table.
"Do you want to listen to some music?" the little boy asked with a smile in the direction of He Xiao.
He obviously recognized them, and they recognized him. After the little boy finished speaking, everyone at the table laughed. Qi Yuan smiled and glanced at He Xiao, then asked the little boy.
"How much is it?"
"I sing for you for free." The little boy said, "Just give me a bowl of noodles."
After hearing what the little boy said, several people at the table started laughing again.
"Okay. Then you sing, and I'll go get some noodles for you." Qi Yuan stood up from the table with a smile, and went to find the boss to ask him to go downstairs.
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, the little boy held the guitar, swept his fingers across the strings, and began to sing to the other three people at the table.
He has indeed improved a lot from last time.
Last time, he performed with a timid expression, a trembling voice, and his pitch was not very accurate. But this time, he could basically be regarded as a street singer.
The little boy has a good voice, his voice hasn't changed yet and his voice is very ethereal. His singing skills are not good enough, but his emotions are sincere.
After a while, he finished singing a song. Qi Yuan, who had already returned, sat in his seat, clapped his hands for him, and said in amazement, "Not bad, you've made rapid progress."
The little boy smiled.
"Come and have some noodles." He Xiao said this as he smiled. After hearing what He Xiao said, the little boy sat down next to him holding his guitar.
When sitting down, the little boy did not put down the guitar, but handed it to He Xiao.
"Do you want to sing?" the little boy asked.
After the little boy asked, Ji Bang laughed and said, "You really don't want to do business at a loss. You sang a song for us and exchanged it for a bowl of noodles, which would be fine, but you also want to exchange it for a song from Xiao."
After Ji Bang said this, several people laughed. The little boy also laughed. He Xiao looked at his laughing face and took the guitar over.
The guitar was held in He Xiao's arms.
Or maybe some people are born musicians.
This guitar is not a particularly good one. It is made of ordinary materials, a little old, the strings are not tight, and the guitar case is also a little mottled. But the moment He Xiao held it in his arms, it seemed to be given a natural sense of story. I always feel that it will have many good stories and good songs, which will be told from its strings.
When He Xiao held the guitar, the little boy held the chopsticks and didn't even eat the noodles. His eyes were focused on him, waiting for his performance.
He Xiao placed his fingers on the strings, and the hard strings pressed against his fingertips.
Maybe because he drank some wine tonight, his blood circulation was faster than usual. When He Xiao pressed the strings, his fingertips felt swollen.
He didn't like the bloated feeling very much.
He prefers softness.
It was soft and sweet, and sticking to his skin, it brought in some warmth and heat, which flowed into his heart and bound the blood to his heartbeat.
It was dark and dim, with a wet smell and the sound of an itchy throat and whimpering.
…
He Xiao's fingers loosened the strings.
He raised his eyes and looked at the people at the table.
The four people at the table were still waiting for his performance. The little boy was holding his chopsticks, his eyes full of anticipation and joy. The other three people looked normal, as they had seen his performance many times before, but they were also smiling.
He Xiao looked at them and put down the guitar.
"I won't sing anymore." He Xiao said.
"Ah?" After He Xiao said this, the little boy let out an "ah" with regret.
After he finished saying "ah", Qi Yuan beside him tapped his head and said, "What are you talking about? A bowl of noodles is enough. Last time, Xiao helped you sing a show and earned several hundred yuan. This is enough for you this time."
After being hit by Qi Yuan, the little boy covered his head with a smile and said, "I know, I just want to hear Brother Xiao sing."
After that, the little boy said, "It would be better if you sang a love song~"
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In the end, He Xiao didn't sing anything.
After eating his noodles, the little boy got up and went to sing a few more times at the nearby tables. At about 11 o'clock in the evening, it was almost time for the little boy to go home. He said goodbye to He Xiao and the others, then walked into a courtyard with a low wall carrying a big guitar on his back.
After the boy left, the group stayed at the food stall for another two hours. At one in the morning, everyone had had enough to drink, so they dispersed and left.
He Xiao took a taxi back to the community.
At this time, even Mixue Ice City has already closed. The surrounding commercial streets are all empty, except for a few small restaurants that have not yet finished their business, all other shops have turned off their lights, and the place is deserted and lonely.
Compared to outside the community, it is even quieter inside the community. The children who usually play and the old people who play cards in the community have all returned home. Now in the community, one can only hear the rustling sound of the night wind blowing through the vegetation.
Amid the rustling sounds, He Xiao walked through the residential area and entered the lobby of the apartment building.
There were even fewer people in the lobby of the apartment building in the early morning, and the elevator stopped at the 1st floor. He Xiao went over and pressed the elevator button. After the elevator door opened, he walked into the elevator. Not long after, the elevator reached the 16th floor. When it reached the 16th floor, the elevator door opened, and He Xiao walked down from the elevator.
After getting off the elevator, He Xiao did not go home immediately.
After the elevator door opened with a ding, the corridor fell into complete silence. In the empty corridor, there was only the occasional breeze and the dim light of the corridor lamps.
In the light, He Xiao took out a cigarette and went to the corridor with the middle door of the staircase.
The building where He Xiao's family lived was designed with two elevators and four households. The four households were on the east and west sides, with two households on each side. There was a suspended corridor between the two households and the door between them. Behind the corridor was a patio that went all the way to the bottom, and in front of the corridor was an open view. In the view was the long river behind the community, the park behind the long river, the tall tower with lights on in the park, and the lights of thousands of homes in Huaicheng behind the tower.
Even at this time, most people in the city were resting. However, the stacked residential buildings still made the view much brighter.
Those tiny, twinkling lights, like thousands of stars, flow in the vast and dark universe. They seem to be very close, but will never collide with each other.
He Xiao finished his cigarette with countless stars in his eyes.
After finishing his cigarette, He Xiao stood in front of the railing and looked at it for a while. After looking at it for a while, He Xiao retracted his gaze and turned to go downstairs.
He went to buy something. When he came back, he was holding a bag. Holding the bag, He Xiao walked to the door of Tang Miao's house and hung the bag on the door handle.
After hanging up, He Xiao turned around, opened the door and went home.
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