At the end of October, students in Paris have a week-long autumn break.
The homework of the language preparatory class is not too heavy, and this week's autumn vacation is a good opportunity for Jiang Bai to practice new songs. He has already memorized the music by heart, and now all he needs to memorize is the adapted French lyrics.
Early this morning, he brought his guitar to "No. 6 Little Jasmine Road". The bar is closed in the morning, Yabu asked him to practice singing with him on the phone yesterday.
For such an invitation, Jiang Bai, who already has grass in his heart, is naturally very happy.
After Jiang Bai knocked on the store door for a while, Ya Bu opened the door for him with a sleepy face.
The man leaned lazily on the door frame, his hair was disheveled, and he was wearing a loose short-sleeved sweater, which was probably used as pajamas. She was only wearing shorts underneath, with a pair of long and straight legs naked. The hair was not too heavy, and a very thin layer was attached to the calves, which brought a unique sexy atmosphere.
Jiang Bai scolded damn in his heart.
"Good morning."
Yabu raised the corners of his lips, greeted him with a hoarse voice from the morning, then stepped forward, put his palm on Jiang Bai's neck, and saluted him face to face. When his cheeks were touching, he slightly raised his lips next to Jiang Bai's ear, and let out a clear "Bo".
Jiang Bai could feel the extremely short beard on the side of the opponent's cheek, which was unexpectedly not piercing, dense and soft.
After the face-to-face salute, Yabu leaned against the door frame and looked at Jiang Bai with a smile.
"Aren't you cold?" Jiang Bai asked, "It's October!"
"How can I be cold?" Yabu laughed, "You stand here, my whole body is on fire."
Jiang Bai was speechless and looked at Yabu expressionlessly.
Yabu laughed to himself, let the door open, turned around and went into the bar.
Jiang Bai put the guitar on the sofa, turned his head to see Yabu open a wooden door at the end of the corridor of the bar, there is a stairwell leading to the second floor. Not long after Yabu walked up, the sound of water from the upper bathroom came from the stairwell, accompanied by vague humming.
"Because of love, you won't be sad easily—"
It was a soft and beautiful song, but Yabu sang it with a hoarse voice.
Jiang Bai couldn't help laughing.
Holding the guitar in his arms, he lightly plucked the strings, and sang along with Yabu's bathroom bang upstairs, singing in French.
"Because I still love you, I will never forget, all the moments will be deeply engraved in my heart..."
"Because I still love you, mixed with endless tenderness, the moon will prove that I still retain my love for you..."
After Yabu took a shower, he went downstairs in loose sweatpants and a sweater, went to the door of the store and lowered the metal roller blind to a height of less than half a meter from the ground, and came back and sat down on the sofa opposite Jiang Bai, with his arms straddling the back of the sofa , raised Erlang's legs casually, and quietly listened to Jiang Bai finish singing.
"Good singing." He praised, and then asked, "Your mood when singing this song..."
Seeing Jiang Bai's confused face, Yabu smiled and slowed down his speech: "You were very emotional when you sang this song, do you still love your previous boyfriend?"
After "Because of Love" was adapted into French, the lyrics became a sad monologue in memory of love, with a hint of expectation for reunion in the deep pain. Singing it in French, which is naturally affectionate, is very touching.
Jiang Bai lowered his eyes and twirled the strings, and replied with the first sentence in the lyrics: "It's been two years since we broke up."
Yabu immediately quoted the next line of the lyrics: "You still often cry about this?"
"No." Jiang Bai couldn't hold back his smile, "I've never cried."
"Why?" Jacob asked.
"what why?"
"Are you sure you love him?"
Yabu still maintained the posture of leaning lazily on the sofa, but his eyes became extremely focused.
Jiang Bai was silent for a moment, organized the language, and then said: "To be honest, I don't know. We just played better at first, and we got closer and closer. I don't remember when it was, and I don't remember why. , we kissed suddenly, and we were together."
"We are together after kissing?" Yabu was full of fun, "Then if I kiss you now, will you be with me?"
Jiang Bai raised his hand and touched his nose: "I'm here to practice singing!"
Yabu got up from the sofa, changed to sit next to Jiang Bai, raised his arms on the back of the sofa, leaned slightly, and half embraced Jiang Bai in his arms.
"You sang the song just now very well." Yabu whispered, "I'll teach you...another song?"
The fresh water vapor just after bathing reveals a deadly hormonal breath in Yabu's deep voice, and Yabu's image is the kind of mature man Jiang Bai likes. When he leans over, Jiang Bai can even go from Looking through the loose hoodie collar, you can see his tight pecs and abs.
Jiang Bai's breathing immediately became hot, his young body was ahead of his reason, and he completely compromised the beauty in front of him.
When Yabu's lips came up, Jiang Bai obediently closed his eyes.
French kissing is very famous all over the world. It is warm and soft, it is passionate and lingering, from the touching and kneading of the lips to the teasing and sucking of the tip of the tongue, from the light nibbling and tearing of the teeth to the confluence of breathing, it is ever-changing every moment, and it is unstoppable.
Jiang Bai never thought that kissing would really make people dizzy.
At this moment, he didn't have much energy to think about the relationship between a foreign country and a one-night stand. His instinct drove him to raise his arms around Yabu's neck, leaning his whole body towards the body he yearned for so much.
Yabu's hands were tightly clamped behind Jiang Bai's head, with a sense of coercion and domineering confinement, which excited Jiang Bai's blood all over his body.
When this protracted French kiss ended, Jiang Bai realized that he was almost disarmed by a kiss.
He broke free from the confinement of Yabu's palm, gasping for breath, reaching for the tissue box on the table.
Seeing that Jiang Bai was in such a hurry, Yabu gave a smirk, and quickly helped him unbutton his jeans, gently twisting and re-twisting, and after a few efforts, Jiang Bai ejaculated.
Jiang Bai threw away the wet tissue in his hand, sat up straight and pulled Yabu's waistband.
"There is a bedroom upstairs and a bathroom." Yabu leaned over and whispered in Jiang Bai's ear.
Jiang Bai opened his mouth to say "yes".
The metal rolling door of the bar suddenly rattled.
Yabu looked out of the bar door suddenly, his face became extremely funny in an instant, mixed with panic, annoyance and disbelief, and of course, irritability of desire and dissatisfaction.
Jiang Bai immediately turned over and buttoned his pants, grabbed the ball of paper that he had thrown on the ground just now, and didn't know what to do for a while.
Yabu snatched the ball of paper from him, quickly turned around and entered the guest bathroom next to him.
Si Lewei opened the shutter door and came in from the outside. Seeing Jiang Bai sitting in the booth holding the guitar, she was surprised and said, "You've already arrived, why did you close the shutter?"
Jiang Bai can't say that Yabu is planning for a rainy day or is scheming. Although he still can't use such a high-end vocabulary with his French ability, but also, with his French ability, he can't organize a beautiful excuse in a short time, so he can only stand still.
Sile Wei carelessly took out three bottles of beer from the bar freezer, and was not obsessed with the rolling door. She walked to the sofa opposite Jiang Bai and sat down, pushing him a bottle of beer. Finally she looked around and asked, "Where's Yabu?"
"Going to the bathroom."
The lingering rhyme of Jiang Bai's heartbeat has not subsided, and he quickly held the cold beer bottle, trying to calm down.
"How is your song practice? Do I have the honor to listen to your singing in advance?" Sylvia's eyes were full of excitement, and her long and curly eyelashes fluttered.
Jiang Bai was eager to find something to do. Hearing this, he immediately picked up the guitar and started playing and singing "Because of Love".
Yabu didn't come out of the bathroom until he finished singing the whole song. Seeing the cold beer on the table, he reached out to take it, knocked off the bottle cap on the edge of the table, tilted his head up and took a few sips.
While drinking, his eyes were fixed on Jiang Bai, his eyes were full of aggressiveness of big cats hunting.
Because of Si Lewei's supervision, Jiang Bai and Yabu never found a chance to be alone this morning, so they had to settle down and practice the Chinese and French versions of "Because of Love" over and over again.
But Yabu was a little out of shape this morning, and was ridiculed by Sylvia several times.
"My brother, you have been away from the stage for too long!" She laughed exaggeratedly, "The emotion of this song is not so intense, you sing like a desire that is interrupted at the moment of orgasm A dissatisfied lion wants to eat people!"
Jiang Bai didn't understand that Silewei's words were full of vulgar slang jokes, otherwise he would definitely add a sentence in his heart: sister, you are right.
Yabu's state lasted until several of them had lunch, and Silvia got better after being called out by her best friend to go shopping. There were only him and Jiang Bai left in the bar. He hugged Jiang Bai from behind, buried his head in his neck, and sniffed the clean and refreshing smell of Jiang Bai almost greedily.
"Don't do this, Lijie will come anytime." Jiang Bai pushed Yabu.
After a whole morning of immersing himself in song practice to cool down, he now regained his sanity, and felt that Yabu was too dangerous, and it was too easy for him to fall, so he had to firmly...first... let him hang out for a while.
Yabu also knew that Chen Lijie would come anytime, and the afternoon was not a good time to eat the child, so he just hugged him for a while, then picked up the guitar and continued to practice singing.
After singing it several times, he finally threw the guitar away and said depressedly, "No, I don't want to sing this song anymore!"
Jiang Bai didn't know how to comfort Yabu, or in other words, his French level was not enough for him to comfort others as he wished. He could only hug his guitar, lightly brushed the strings, and spoke leisurely.
"Give you a CD from the past, listen to our love at that time. Sometimes I suddenly forget that I am still in love with you..."
His voice is also thick, but it is slightly softer than Yabu's vicissitudes of life, and the velvety tone is more affectionate when singing such gentle and tender songs.
Halfway through Jiang Bai's singing, Yabu suddenly picked up his own guitar and played with Jiang Bai.
"Because of love, it is not easy to be sad." He joined the chorus.
"So everything looks happy." Jiang Bai continued with a smile.
After the two finished a chorus, Yabu came up and kissed Jiang Bai's mouth, and said with a smile: "Your voice is very suitable for singing this song, and my bones are soft when I hear it."
"Do you feel it now?" Jiang Bai asked.
"I've always had feelings. Ever since you entered the bar today, I've been 'feeling'." Yabu said seriously.
Jiang Bai said helplessly: "Are you always like this?"
Yabu didn't understand: "What kind?"
"In France... Well, in Paris," Jiang Bai considered his words, "Is it common to talk about sex before you start a relationship? Or is this just a 'playing together' level of communication?"
Yabu put down the guitar and looked at Jiang Bai seriously.
He said: "I can't say this is France, or the general state of Paris, it doesn't really have much to do with the geography. Personally, I'm only attracted to a person's appearance and body. The soul has something to look forward to. If you just like his ideas or philosophy of life, isn't it enough to be a good friend?"
"I think it's possible to be addicted to sex without talking about love, but true love must require 'doing'." Yabu continued, "That's why 'making love' is constituted in this way."
Jiang Bai, who is not good at French, was successfully stunned by Yabu's series of theories.
Seeing his bewildered expression, Yabu suddenly laughed, and quoted a sentence from Frederic Dald: "French was invented to write about love; just like the French, born to write Love is the same." (Note)
Later that day, Chen Lijie and Fang Yuan came to the bar together, and soon customers began to come to the bar, and the bar gradually became crowded as the night slowly fell.
After Fang Yuan heard "Because of Love" sung by Yabu, he still felt that this song didn't suit his voice.
"I heard a song from a friend before. Maybe you can try it. It's also a Chinese cover sung by this band." Fang Yuan took out his phone, found the playlist, and picked out a song.
Jiang Bai picked up the earphones and split the line with Yabu. The two heads got together and listened quietly.
After a while, Yabu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "I like this song. Besides, if you sing this song, it will definitely be very beautiful."
Jiang Bai was a little uncertain: "This song... the lyrics don't sound easy to learn. And the Chinese lyrics of this song are a bit difficult for you. Are you sure we want to sing this song?"
He said this, completely unaware that he had tacitly agreed to sing the same song with Yabu.
Yabu noticed this, but did not remind Jiang Bai.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "We can help each other. You should still be in the autumn vacation. You can come to the bar to practice singing with me every day."
Jiang Bai said in his heart: I'm afraid it was sent to you every day and wiped off by you, right
The author has something to say: Note: La langue francaise a été inventée pour écrire l'amour, comme les Francais pour le faire.
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Because of love French version: Fred Band · "A force de t'aimer"
Link: https://music.163.com/#/song?id=27836853