Can't hold hands

Chapter 15

"I'm sorry, I wanted to find you, but I was too busy." Lin Jue looked at the road ahead with a lonely voice.

I don't know what to say, I think we've reached the point where we have nothing to say, although it's only on my side.

"Have you been to my concert for a long time?"

long time?I suddenly had a feeling of absurdity, except this time, I would grab at least one ticket for each of his concerts, and he almost never invited me, let alone a seat for relatives and friends.

"Ah."

I didn't want to make any more excuses, so I simply agreed. His last concert tour was two years ago, so it's not impossible to say that it's been a long time.

Quiet in the car.

"...One hundred," there was some traffic ahead, and the car slowed down. Lin Jue turned his head and glanced at me, "Have you...haven't come to my concert? Haven't you once?"

He was the one who said I hadn’t been there, and he was the one who asked me now. I smiled and turned my head out of the car window. There was no traffic in the opposite lane, and a car crossed in front of my eyes.

"What do you think? Take your time and guess..."

Tickets for his concert are not easy to grab. Every time I set the alarm clock to snatch it. Year after year, I slowly watched his stage grow bigger and more people were crazy about him. I blended into the shouting crowd and watched. Looking at the radiant Lin Jue on the stage, calling his name...

I couldn't think about it anymore, I rubbed my stomach and felt hungry.

"when are you going back?"

Lin Jue put on the sunglasses again, and put on a baseball cap with the brim pulled down.

"In two days."

The scenery outside the window changed rapidly. The last second was still a sea of ​​people, but now everything is quiet. When I was drowsy, I noticed the glowing building and knew that this was the gymnasium.

"06:30."

Lin Jue glanced at the time and got out of the car. I didn't move, and I was in a daze. Is the lively and crazy scene in my eyes just such a deserted trail in Lin Jue's place?

With a bang, the car door was pulled open by Lin Jue. I looked up at him. Lin Jue's hair was longer, almost reaching his shoulders, and he wore a black baseball cap. He was always so serious when looking at people.

Since when did he grow long hair?

My head is more muddy, I feel hungry, I ate a few fried dumplings all day today.

I could see that he wanted to kiss me, his body was faster than his mind, and when he recovered, he was already standing next to Lin Jue.

"You, I still..."

I wanted to say that I could leave first, but when I got to my mouth, I felt hypocritical, so I followed him here.

Lin Jue stared at me, as if expecting something from me, but in the end I just shook my head and signaled him to hurry up.

I walked beside him, and I felt that my steps were light and light. I don’t know if you have this feeling. It’s just that I’ve been hungry for a whole day, and the energy in my body has been exhausted. Every step is like stepping on cotton.

This is how I am now, and I always feel that the next step is to kneel down.

"No, Lin Jue, let me tell you..."

I looked at his serious eyes, and was a little speechless for a while,

"I'm serious... I haven't eaten dinner, I haven't eaten lunch, I'm going to be crazy at your concert for another three hours, and I probably won't be able to survive."

Lin Jue stopped, and the way he looked at me suddenly changed. He probably thought I was teasing him, or making excuses to leave. I even found it funny when I heard it.

"I don't mean anything else."

"Well, I know, you have such a personality."

Lin Jue gave a low laugh, and took my hand. I wanted to break free, but he held it tightly, and said softly to himself, "The theme of this concert is, you can't hold hands, you know what it is mean?"

"do not know!"

In the end, I broke free from him in embarrassment. I felt uncomfortable and hungry, and I just felt that it was really inappropriate to go out today.

"Yan Baiyi, I want to hold your hand, I just want to hold, yours."

He looked at me, and I looked at the dark path behind him. If you can't hold hands, you are lost. Why don't I know?

I have to say that as long as Lin Jue wants to, he can always say the best love words.

After standing stupidly for a while, I thought again and again, why don't I go have a meal first?

Before this absurd idea was put into action, I saw a figure flashing behind Lin Jue. I frowned, looked at Lin Jue, and raised my chin behind him.

He turned around alertly.

Tsk, it's kind of tacit understanding.

"Hey, grandpa!"

When she got closer, she found out that it was Lin Jue's manager, Yang Ziqi. Her face was full of resentment, and she looked like she was about to kill someone when she saw Lin Jue.

Hope not to be killed.

"Hey, sister, sister, if you have something to say, talk it out."

"Lin Jue, don't you want to mess around anymore?" She was probably in a panic, pointing at Lin Jue with her right index finger, even a living person like me didn't see it, "I've never met someone like you, really! I don't want to take you anymore, I'll replace you immediately, you—"

Her murderous peripheral vision finally caught on to me, her eyes widened, and the rest of her words were choked in her throat.

to be killed...

"That..." I raised my hand in surrender, "I...didn't hear anything."

She coughed twice. Yang Ziqi has been with Lin Jue for more than five years, and she is one year older than Lin Jue. We all call her sister, and she knows about my affairs with Lin Jue.

"You two... go in quickly! Standing here is not afraid of being photographed! Many of Lin Jue's female fans have chased here..."

"No," Lin Jue pouted, "I've met those people once before, and I probably won't do it again, and it's about to check the ticket now, who came to this ghost place..."

"I'm here right now? Just do it! If you want to come out so much, I'll take a picture and post it on Weibo, believe it or not?" Sister Yang slapped him hard, then turned to look at me, "Quick Go in, you still have to change your clothes and put on makeup, it will take less than an hour."

Her tone was not as aggressive as before, but she could tell that Lin Jue didn't listen to the arrangement and ran out under pressure, which obviously put a lot of pressure on her.

"Sorry." Lin Jue rubbed his nose, knowing that he was ignoring it, and strode forward. I smiled apologetically at Sister Yang, she shook her head, and we all followed.

As soon as Lin Jue entered the backstage, he took off his glasses and hats. Sister Yang guided me to sit on the sofa on one side, and then someone handed me a glass of water. Everyone here is very busy. I'm busy, but busy people don't notice me at all.

Because of Lin Jue's capriciousness, everyone panicked and I heard several swearing voices.He was surrounded and entered the dressing room, during which I sat in a daze, really in a daze, without thinking about anything, and poured myself a cup of tea.

"Mr. Yan?"

After being idle for almost 10 minutes, Sister Yang ran up to me.

"Hello." I stood up and nodded to her.

"Come with me, the concert is about to start."

I wanted to refuse, but Sister Yang's attitude made it impossible for me to refuse. Her voice was not tough, but the verbal request made me feel even more ashamed.As expected of someone who has been Lin Jue's manager for so many years, I sighed silently and followed.

"Lin Jue said that I hope you can sit here until eight o'clock, and then you can stay here as you please."

I thanked her, but I didn't make a guarantee, and I was still a little embarrassed in my heart.Originally, the matter between me and Lin Jue had nothing to do with her, but now she has become a Pacific policeman.

Soon it was full of people.

I read a survey before, saying that the male to female ratio of Lin Jue’s fans is four to six. I still think it’s wrong, because there are no fewer men than women around him at his concerts, but today I understand that most of the female fans are in the infield Well, and all of them are very, very excited.

My mind finally got rid of the emptiness, and the girl next to me took a look at me, probably because she thought I was unfamiliar, so she didn't say anything.

When Lin Jue came out from the lifting platform, the audience was boiling, and a few girls behind them held up the light signs that I will always love you, screaming and piercing my eardrums.

Just as pretty as ever.

I took out my phone and looked at it. It was exactly 07:30, and someone next to me passed through a stack of fluorescent sticks. I took one and passed it to the next person.

There are quite a few new generation fans of Lin Jue. I turned my head and took a look. What is calling, what is Lin Linghou, Lin is five years old... The lights are full of strange things, but the girls are younger than each other.

Thinking about it, Lin Jue is not very old, thirty, I think about those flowers and meat, in fact, he is really not a few years old, but he debuted early, and it has been ten years since he only makes music, and the popularity can last for a long time , Objectively speaking, it is also very powerful.

However, it probably has something to do with his face. Under the general environment of Han Fan's aesthetics, objectively speaking, Lin Jue's face that does not follow Han Fan can still stand out among many handsome guys.

Although I always feel that those who play music can't look at their faces.

My head was like a revolving lantern, thinking a lot, and when I came back to my senses, I didn't know how many songs Lin Jue had sung. I picked up my phone and looked at it, and it was not far from eight o'clock.

"Good evening everyone!"

Lin Jue's stage is still in the style of a band. Although it is a solo concert, it highlights that the band is more important.

"I'm very glad that you can come to listen to my singing. There were people who could understand my music ten years ago, and there are still people who are willing to understand ten years later. I really appreciate everyone."

He bowed.

"Everyone knows the theme of this time, right?"

The audience is shouting.

"Well," he smiled slightly, "I can't hold hands."

Lin Jue's words were light and airy, but they seemed to be infinitely lonely, and the screams below became louder. He said these words like love words, but anyone who bought his album knows that these words have nothing to do with love .

"But," Lin Jue suddenly closed his eyes, he looks so good, even if he is so far away, he seems to be able to see his trembling eyelashes, "But, I want to hold your hand, I don't want to lose you...lose you all ..."

What he said was even more ambiguous. As long as you are not stupid, you can tell that his last four words were just a cover for the front, and he didn't play very well.After a brief silence, the scene was obviously a little out of control, and the shouts were overwhelming.

I lowered my head and rubbed my stomach, ah, I'm really hungry, what should I eat later?

When Lin Jue spoke again, the place below suddenly became quiet, or he spoke only after it became quiet.

"Miss you, give it to...you."

The author has something to say: Milk powder really doesn’t make people angry, really.