Those Love Songs We’ve Sung Together

Chapter 7: the meaning of traveling

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In the room, Yabu looked down at Jiang Bai silently.

Jiang Bai wet his hair while washing his face, and the water marks flowed down from his temples, and dripped into his collar along the line of his neck. After inducing vomiting, his eyes were red and watery, as if he had just cried bitterly.

Jacob raised his hand to touch his face.

Jiang Bai suddenly laughed.

He asked, "Do you think I'm a bed partner?"

Jacob was silent.

Jiang Bai pulled a smile and asked: "Then, are you satisfied with my body?"

Yabu struggled for a long time, and finally he praised sincerely in a low voice: "You... are incomparable."

Jiang Bai raised his hand to take off the sweater on his body, pulled off the vest inside, walked to Yabu and began to untie his belt, while smiling: "Then let's do it, right now."

Looking at Jiang Bai's frighteningly bright eyes, Yabu was startled and took a step back unconsciously.

Jiang Bai took off himself to only a pair of underpants, stretched his arms around Yabu's neck, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you want it?"

"I… "

Yabu only felt a burst of heart palpitations, stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Bai's wrist, put his arm down, and said with a painful hoarseness in his voice: "I'm sorry."

Tears filled Jiang Bai's eyes, but he stubbornly raised his mouth and smiled: "Don't you even want my body?"

Yabu took a quick breath, and finally couldn't help pulling him into his arms, holding him tightly.

How could he not want it, he missed Jiang Bai's body so much that he missed it like crazy! However, what he wants is not only this young body, he can't bear Jiang Bai's fragile and injured expression, so he can only hold him in his arms and not look at his face, so that his thinking will not be affected disturb.

"I'm sorry, my mobile phone fell into the cliff when I first arrived in the Alps. I didn't say this to shirk anything. You can use it as a weak excuse. I just don't want to cause too much misunderstanding between us."

Yabu spoke very slowly, trying to find simple and easy-to-understand words to ensure that Jiang Bai would not understand too much.

"I really only thought of you as a little prey I had hunted before...don't move, listen to me, I'm sorry! I apologize from the bottom of my heart and my heart for hurting you! I'm nothing but a jerk!"

He stroked the hair on the back of Jiang Bai's head, and said slowly,

"I have been struggling this month. I never thought that I would miss someone so much. In fact, you are no longer just anyone. You are the person I think about day and night."

"I was thinking about your face and your song in my tent on the snowy mountain. I wish I could go back to Paris, to this little room. I wanted to call you, but I... damn it! I What an idiot I was to find out I can’t even remember your number! I can’t even memorize my sister’s cell phone number.”

"I found out that I never really cared about anyone. How ridiculous it took me over thirty years to realize it."

"I jumped from the Alps, and I found that my favorite alpine skiing can no longer bring me any pleasure. I began to fear that I would die in this extremely dangerous sport. If I die, I will never see you again Seeing you, I can't hold you anymore, I can't hear your singing anymore, I can't... are you crying?"

Yabu stretched out his hand to pull Jiang Bai in front of him, but Jiang Bai hugged his neck tightly, trembling violently.

"Okay okay, stop crying baby. Shall we talk about something else?"

"That's the moment I started to get scared, I realized you weren't my prey, I was your prey, my heart fell into your clever trap and I didn't want to get it back .”

"But I can't return alone, I came back too late, sorry, Bai."

Jiang Bai didn't speak for a long time. He lay on Yabu's shoulder until his breathing stabilized. Then he straightened up, wiped his face, stared into Yabu's eyes and asked, "Do you love me?"

Jacob was taken aback.

After a while, he said hesitantly: "I don't know... I'm sorry. I like you very much, very much... But I don't know if this is love. After all, for the time being, what I like is only your face and your Singing. I haven't taken the time to get to know you, we've only seen this bar... Even so, I can't get enough of you."

Jiang Bai refused to admit defeat and said: "I just like your face and voice, and I don't know if I will fall in love with you."

Yabu observed Jiang Bai's dodging eyes, but instead smiled relaxedly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? It's just the face and voice? Don't you like my body and the 'big guy'?"

Jiang Bai was so angry that he turned around and left.

Yabu caught up with Jiang Bai and hugged him from behind, whispering in his ear: "We should have a relationship, it doesn't need to be too vigorous, as long as it is ordinary. I will go to your school to pick you up after class every day, come Sing some songs here in the bar, then go home. We make love, shower together, say good night. I wake you up with a kiss in the morning and send you to school."

"On weekends we can go to the movies, listen to the opera, or go to the museum... I remember you studied painting, and you will love the art galleries in Paris. I can also show you my terrible cooking skills, but you can It must be eaten. If you are willing to cook for me, I will definitely eat it all!"

"We travel together during the holidays. I have been to many places and I can be your best and most thoughtful personal tour guide... Why are you crying so much?"

Jiang Bai turned around suddenly, hugged Yabu's neck and kissed his lips.

Yabu quickly regained the initiative, turned around with Jiang Bai in his arms, and pushed him into the mattress in the bedroom.

"I forgive you. But," Jiang Bai pushed Yabu away, panting in the gap between the kisses, "but you have to let me out, I can't let you pass the level so easily. Before you complete my request , I will not have sex with you."

Yabu was stunned for a moment, then he lay down on Jiang Bai's body and laughed muffled.

Fireworks suddenly exploded outside the window, dyeing the night sky with colorful colors in the small but not dense snowfall. The melodious sound of the bell was heard in the distance, but was quickly overshadowed by the shrill cheers from the bar downstairs and the banging of paper tube fireworks.

"It's midnight. Happy New Year."

Yabu whispered in Jiang Bai's ear.

"Happy New Year." Jiang Bai replied, "My boyfriend."

Yabu passionately kissed Jiang Bai again.

Jiang Bai did not stay overnight at the bar that night. On the one hand, he missed Yabu for too long, and was afraid that if he couldn't keep it alone, he would compromise with him again. On the other hand...he didn't want Fang Yuan to rush up and kill Yabu in anger.

The next day was New Year's Day, Jiang Bai came to the bar early, only to find that Yabu had put away the metal roller blind.

This time Jiang Bai didn't wait long, and Yabu opened the door.

He was wearing a casual sweater, holding coffee in one hand and a slice of toast in the other, and was eating breakfast.

This day is still a public holiday, and it is the first day of New Year's Day, and the bar is closed to thank customers. Jiang Bai didn't bring his guitar home last night. When he entered the store, he found that his guitar and Yabu's guitar were standing side by side on the sofa in the corner booth.

"Ready?" Jiang Bai asked with a smile.

After sleeping, the alcohol in his body was metabolized, and his emotions returned to his control. But he didn't regret what he did last night, on the contrary, he was very fortunate. If he hadn't been in a state where his emotions couldn't be controlled by reason last night, he certainly couldn't put down his face so easily and reconcile with Yabu.

And once his side is reserved, the French who like to be straightforward will not think that he is duplicity. Yabu will believe what he sees and hears, and the result is likely to be Yabu's unilateral self-blame, regret and letting go.

After taking the last sip of coffee, Yabu said while washing the cup, "Just learn two songs, it's easy."

Jiang Bai shook his head and said: "It's not two, it's three. I learned a song before, and I thought I'd sing it to you when you came back, and then dumped you."

Yabu showed a pitiful expression: "Oh no... baby."

"Although I won't dump you for the time being, I insist on singing this song to you. As punishment, you must finish listening!"

Jiang Bai said, picked up the guitar.

Yabu wiped off the drops of water on his hands, and sat down on the sofa opposite him.

Jiang Bai just started playing and singing.

"You have seen so many beauties, admired so many faces, and planted your sweet memories in various lands."

"You like late nights in Paris, you love Beijing in the rain, do you still have that book about love with you?"

"But you never told me you loved me. I never knew why you loved me. I never knew what you thought of me."

"Please tell me why… "

"One day you told me how you loved me, yes, you loved me."

"Then tell me why you forgot those love letters you gave me."

"And you left me and went on a journey..."

Yabu listened to the song quietly, his expression looked sad, and his voice had some inconspicuous nasal sound: "Bai..."

Jiang Bai raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Okay, the third song."

Yabu was helpless: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Jiang Bai took out a few sheets of paper from his schoolbag, patted them on the coffee table between the two, and picked out a sheet of lyrics printed with "The Meaning of Travel" and pushed it in front of Yabu.

"This is the song just now, let's learn from this one!"

There was an unquestionable command and a hint of pride on his face.

Yabu couldn't hold back, smiled and stretched out his hand to scratch Jiang Bai's nose.

Then he picked up the other two lyrics lists, and saw that they were "Mo" and "The Year in a Hurry".

Jiang Bai threatened: "I have sung these two songs in the bar, you must learn, otherwise I..."

"...and never have sex with me again." Yabu continued very naturally.

Jiang Bai gritted his teeth for a while.

Yabu picked up his guitar and said with a smirk: "Don't you think so? Punish me in this way, in fact, both of us are not very comfortable... Why don't I buy you a small leather whip, if you want, We can play some other punishment game."

Jiang Bai didn't understand the word "little leather whip", but judging from Yabu's expression and the context, it shouldn't be a good thing. He rolled the lyrics sheet in his hand into a paper tube and tapped it on Yabu's head: "Learn to sing!"

Yabu cheated: "I can't learn the original song, I have to sing it with you."

Jiang Bai suddenly began to wonder if he was really asking for trouble.

"You sing one line, I'll learn one." Yabu was still bargaining with him.

Jiang Bai accepted his fate and picked up the guitar: "Okay."

On the first day of the new year, in the narrow stone alley of Little Jasmine Road, a bar closed its door slightly. The leisurely chords of the guitar came from the crack of the door, accompanied by two male voices with different textures but the same tenderness, one sentence for you, one sentence for me, singing a moving love song.

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The author has something to say: The meaning of travel French version "Pourquoi tu pars en voyage" by Clémentine

Link: https://music.163.com/#/song?id=28411657