Those Love Songs We’ve Sung Together

Chapter 5: silent

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As Christmas approaches, the streets of Paris are full of fireworks.

The festive atmosphere is particularly strong in the shop windows on both sides of the Champs-Elysées. The exquisite dynamic model dances with the background music of jingle jingle, and under the gorgeous and bright lights, it presents a pure and happy stage play like a fairy tale.

Not far from Xiang Street, the dry tree trunks on both sides of the road in the Chatelier business district and the fence in the alley of Xiaojasmine Road are also covered with circles of small golden light bulbs, flashing and flashing like a ray stolen from the Milky Way. stream.

Jiang Bai pushed open the door of the bar, and his first move was to look at the innermost deck of the store.

"He hasn't come back yet."

As Chen Lijie said, he came out from behind the bar and handed Jiang Bai a bottle of beer.

Jiang Bai waved his hand: "Give me a glass of Gibson."

Chen Lijie looked at Jiang Bai's expression, sighed in his heart, and went back behind the bar to make drinks for him.

"If Fang Yuan knew that you were still coming here, he would definitely be anxious with me again." He said while mixing the wine, "Didn't he say that he would take you to Finland to see Santa Claus during the Christmas holiday? You didn't go?"

Jiang Bai sat on the high chair at the bar, reached out to play with the goblin doll in front of him, and said indifferently: "With his mouth, why doesn't he just open his mouth? Besides... the legs are long on my body, and I can come wherever I want. "

Chen Lijie pushed a cup of 300ml Gibson to Jiang Bai's hand.

Jiang Bai: ...

"Are you planning to get me drunk?"

Chen Lijie: "From now on, when you come to my bar, drinks are free!"

Jiang Bai sneered and said with a smile: "I can't do it! I'm not a little girl, and I need love comfort after being abducted into bed... Everyone is a man, I want you to love me."

As he spoke, he took out a few coins from his pocket, counted out a cup of Gibson's money, and threw it on the bar.

"But I only want one cup, and you give me this extra version, and I won't give you more refunds and less compensation." Jiang Bai laughed.

Chen Lijie grinned, stretched out his hand and pulled the coin away: "Success, your wine will be of this size from now on!"

Jiang Bai walked to the innermost deck of the bar with a large glass of cocktail, sat down on the newly replaced red sofa cover, and tilted his head to look at the curtain hanging on the wall behind the stage.

"Two Little No Guess" is playing there.

Jiang Bai took a sip of the wine, and the spicy liquid dripped from his throat into his heart.

That November night was still fresh in his memory, and even his body remembered how it felt that night.

Yabu is a very considerate gentleman in bed, in contrast to his wild, bohemian exterior. His patience and tenderness made Jiang Bai's first experience without any excessive pain, and even the embarrassment and shame were unconsciously eliminated, and now only the soft words and body in the ear remain in memory A tidal wave of pleasure.

At that moment, Jiang Bai believed in a trance that he really saw heaven.

The next morning, before Yabu sent Jiang Bai to the subway station, he forcefully pressed him on the bar and kissed him for a long time.

Jiang Bai thought that even if he and Yabu could not be glued to each other all the time, they would at least become lovers in this city full of romanticism, who could occasionally go to the movies together hand in hand, and could sit side by side on the banks of the Seine and enjoy the breeze .

He didn't expect that the plot would take a sharp turn later on.

Just two days after the tenderness, Yabu suddenly became very busy, his whereabouts were erratic, and his text messages were almost never replied in time. Jiang Bai went to the bar to find him, but the two always staggered each other.

One day in early December, Jiang Bai finally saw Yabu again at the bar.

What followed was just an all-night carnival of two bodies.

The next morning, when Jiang Bai woke up in the small bedroom on the second floor of the bar, Yabu had already left, and he completely lost contact with him in the following days.

Even Chen Lijie failed to tell Jiang Bai where Yabu had gone in the first place.

It was already mid-December when Sylvia found out from Yabu's friends that Yabu went to the Alps with his friends who played extreme sports.

Fang Yuan almost smashed Chen Lijie's bar when he heard about it - but he took this incident as an opportunity to pass the hurdle of "good friend turned out to be gay" in his heart, and began to feel sorry for Jiang Bai.

Fang Yuan said: "He doesn't love you at all! He just wants to fuck you! And you foolishly let him do it! If there is really love between you, he will tell you in advance even if he is going to run naked in the Alps , instead of leaving you alone in that dilapidated little bedroom upstairs, without even buying you breakfast!"

Even Sylvia, who is Yabu's own sister, can't refute this statement.

"He used to play crazy before, but I haven't seen him looking for a bed partner recently. I thought he had restrained himself." Sylvia was a little helpless, trying to regain a little image for her brother, "I think Xiaobai treats him well. It’s still different, at least he’s willing to sing for Xiaobai—he’s been reluctant to pick up the microphone for many, many years. Since his band broke up and disbanded, he hasn’t been on stage again.”

Fang Yuan could quarrel with Chen Lijie, but he couldn't vent his anger on Silewei, so he had to ban Jiang Bai from coming to this bar again with vicious words.

It turned out to be... obviously useless.

Jiang Bai, as the person involved, is actually not as painful as everyone thinks, but he is a little sad, and he is sad that what he is most worried about still happened. This may be an excellent evidence of Murphy's Law.

The exotic relationship he was looking forward to turned into a naked exotic bed relationship.

That's all.

What really made him unbearable was not the disappearance of Yabu, but the invisible brand Yabu left on him, which made him despise himself very much every time he woke up from the dream, but he had to admit that he was indeed greedy for Yabu body of.

He can't help but think of Yabu's face and blaspheme himself.

The movie on the stage screen was coming to an end, and Jiang Bai drank the last sip of spirits in the cup.

He picked up the guitar that belonged to Yabu behind the seat, held it in his arms and tuned it, and then called Chen Lijie to help him turn on the speaker.

"Didn't you always ask me if I would like to sing? I will give you a song today." Jiang Bai smiled.

Chen Lijie didn't persuade him after a few words, but he helped Jiang Bai turn on the speaker, turned around and sent a WeChat message to Fang Yuan.

"Gorgeous marigolds are blooming everywhere, and strange people come and go. For the first time, I feel so lonely, submerged in the endless seabed. In the rain, I suddenly lost you..."

Jiang Bai sang "Mo" which was adapted into French.

As soon as the bewildered and hoarse painful singing sounded in the bar, it immediately attracted the attention of all customers. They stopped talking and looked at the stage of the bar with almost identical eyes.

Sitting on the stage was an Asian boy with black hair and black eyes who looked like a night elf. His stature is a bit slender, which is completely different from the explosive power in his singing voice.

"The pain of love pierces into my heart. In your eyes, there is no love anymore. The vow has lost its meaning, let it float in the wind, it is you..."

"I lost myself... I don't love you anymore..."

After a song was sung, there was full applause and cheers.

The door of the bar was slammed open, and the loud noise made the bar, which was already full of people, instantly quiet down. Fang Yuan stood outside the door with a dark face, and said angrily, "Can you be promising!"

Jiang Bai grinned, swept the strings, and began to sing "Life in Roses".

Fang Yuan: ...

After singing two songs, Jiang Bai walked off the stage amidst the applause of the bar customers, and sat on the bar chair beside Fang Yuan, only then did he feel drunk.

"Look, in fact, without Yabu's guidance, I can learn French songs by myself." Jiang Bai was proud.

Fang Yuan pushed him a cup of banana milkshake expressionlessly: "You should learn that song "No, I Don't Regret", which is also Piaf's song. I think that song is more suitable for you."

Jiang Bai hugged Fang Yuan's neck when he heard the words, and hummed a few words in his ear: "No, it's nothing, I don't regret it at all. Because my life, my happiness, starting today, I will start again with you !"

At the end, he emphasized jokingly: "Start again with you!"

Fang Yuan slapped Jiang Bai away, exaggeratedly hugged his arms and shook for a long time before saying: "You have to calm down. And you can't just sit here, you can try other places, maybe you can meet What is more handsome? It is said that there are many bars in the third district and the fourth district, and it is not far from here... "

Jiang Bai's eyes widened: "You actually pay attention to the gay bar in Marais?"

Fang Yuan said viciously: "It's not for you! When I think of the scene in the bar, I get goosebumps!"

"Actually, not all the gay bars in Paris are located in the Marais district. Chatelier's banana bar is also very famous."

A male voice that sounded a little clear sounded beside Jiang Bai.

Jiang Bai turned his head and saw a baby-faced Chinese, holding a glass of blood-red cocktail, with a shy smile on his face, tilting his head to look at Jiang Bai.

"Hello, my name is Liu Ganxing. Your song is very nice." The baby-faced boy introduced himself with big eyes blinking.

"Thank you." Jiang Bai accepted the compliment without humility.

"If you want to go to the Marais district, we can go together." Liu Qianxing said with a smile, "At this time, the bars on the whole street behind the Pompidou are busy. It's almost the New Year, and the 'events' over there ’ too.”

He emphasized the word "activity" in French, clearly implying that this kind of activity is... big play.

Jiang Bai twitched his mouth: "Thank you. I'm not interested."

When he first arrived in Paris, he also went to the Marais district out of curiosity, but maybe the timing was wrong, or maybe it was bad luck. He just sat down in a bar when he was molested by a tall black comrade. The man's strong body odor mixed with pungent perfume, coupled with the straightforward sexual invitation and overly direct hands and feet, made Jiang Bai flee in a hurry, and left a lot of psychological shadow.

Since then, Jiang Bai has never been to that bar street again.

He thinks he is not a very moral person—otherwise he would not have lost his defense in front of Yabu so quickly—but he feels that he still pays attention to emotion. What he wants is not the short-lived distraction rendered by alcohol and lights, but a heart-pounding feeling that he can't explain clearly.

Besides, he doesn't actually need to use crazy behavior to heal his emotional injuries that may not exist at all.

He just missed Yabu a little bit.

But Jiang Bai firmly denied that he was in love with Yabu.

Just looking at it makes my heart grow grass, listening to a song makes my heart move slightly, after a few days of being together, my heart becomes distracted, and after a night of lingering, my heart becomes obsessed.

How can this be love? This is clearly desire.

Jiang Bai took a sip of the banana milkshake, and his throat was so sweet that he was disgusted, and said: "Lijie, give me a glass of aloe vera juice!"

The author has something to say: "Mo" French Edition by Seb & ViVi

Link: https://music.163.com/#/song?id=526917554