Standing there with Xiao Hang, saying the oath, kissing and so on, just thinking about it is unbearable.
Letting Xiao Hang kiss him in ** was already his biggest concession.
Hang Sizhou stood there with a stern face, continuing to watch the couple hug and kiss.
He didn't know why he was competing with Xiao Hang, but since Xiao Hang didn't leave, he stood there stubbornly.
After a while, the affectionate couple finally left.
Xiao Hang shifted his gaze and looked out the window.
Hang Sizhou let out a light breath and looked out the window.
A little girl was having so much fun that she took off her shoes and walked barefoot on the soft sand.
Xiao's mother was foresighted and prepared loose clothes and pants for her, so she didn't have to worry about any problems even if she rolled around on the beach.
The little girl's bright smile and cheerful laughter came through the glass, which relieved a lot of his irritability.
Hang Sizhou grabbed a handful of hair and his eyes fell back on the empty piano.
The piano is placed in a corner, probably specially prepared for various activities in the church.
Hang Sizhou walked to the piano.
This is a piano that looks a bit old, but it can be seen that it is well maintained. Every key is very clean, and the black and white are interlaced, reflecting different brilliances.
Before sitting down, Hang Sizhou looked back and found that Xiao Hang was no longer there.
His eyelashes trembled, Hang Sizhou lowered his head, looked at his hands, and placed them on the piano keys without hesitation.
The moment his fingertips touched the cold piano keys, a melodious melody surged out from the depths of his memory. Hang Sizhou closed his eyes and didn't even think about how to play. The clear and gentle music unique to the piano was already hovering in the chapel.
Xiao Hang did not leave, he just changed his position, which happened to be the blind spot of Hang Sizhou's vision.
He kept looking at Hang Sizhou, and saw him walk to the piano, then look back with a little hesitation.
All my doubts were dispelled the moment I sat down and placed my hands on the piano keys.
Hang Sizhou played the piano very attentively, his head swaying slightly with the rise and fall of the music, his thin back standing straight.
Just like back then, it's hard to take your eyes off.
“He plays very well.”
Xiao Hang turned around and saw Huang Yang.
The two had collaborated several times before and had some exchanges, so they could be considered acquaintances.
Huang Yang tucked his long hair behind his ears, leaned against the column, and listened for a while. His overly delicate face showed an appreciative expression: "Very passionate."
Xiao Hang: "He has played for many years and has always played very well."
Huang Yang's eyes turned from Xiao Hang's face: "Mr. Xiao must have liked him at that time, that's why he remembered it for so many years."
Xiao Hang curled his lips but did not answer.
The conversation between the two came to an end with the host's chattering outside, and the piano sound also stopped.
The host carries his megaphone wherever he goes, and no one can ignore him.
Even those who concentrate on playing the piano cannot do this.
Hang Sizhou stood up and took a few steps when he unexpectedly saw Xiao Hang and Huang Yang standing there.
Huang Yang gave Hang Sizhou a thumbs up. Hang Sizhou opened his mouth to say something, but the host walked in with a loud voice.
Hang Sizhou's heart was filled with the thumbs-up from Huang Yang.
Is the idol praising him? Yes!
The host kept chattering away, and Hang Sizhou could only express his excitement with his eyes.
"Look at him again. His husband will be dissatisfied."
Xiao Hang had stood behind him at some point, and said in a chilly voice.
Hang Sizhou: "... talkative, people will tell me if they have any opinions."
Xiang Jin was busy staring at his partner and didn't notice Hang Sizhou's fiery gaze at all.
Xiao Hang's eyes fell on the side of Hang Sizhou's face, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line: "Your husband has it too."
Hang Sizhou: "... Shut up, you're annoying!"
Although he said that, Hang Sizhou looked away with his ears slightly red.
The host holds the task card in his hand.
[The newlyweds who were about to hold their wedding the next day encountered many difficulties]
1. They have no best man or bridesmaid.
This problem is easy to solve. The program team just happened to have two pairs of female families and two pairs of male families. If each family sends one bridesmaid and groomsmen, they can form a perfect group of two men and two women.
Moreover, children can also serve as flower girls, so it is not a waste at all.
2. The piano teacher who had been arranged before was unable to come to the island due to some personal matters, so someone was needed to play the wedding march at the wedding.
When the host talked about this, everyone's eyes were focused on Huang Yang.
As a world-renowned pianist, he was the natural person to take on this task.
"Teacher Huang, then we will assign this matter to—"
Before the host could finish his words, Huang Yang's partner Xiang Jin interrupted him: "No, Yang Yang can't play it."
"Why?"
"Yangyang's hand was injured before." Xiang Jin grabbed Huang Yang's hand and showed everyone a small wound on his little finger. "Our pianist's hands are very precious. If they are injured, they must not play again."
Others: “…”
The host also fell silent.
Only Hang Sizhou nodded seriously: "Yes, Teacher Huang's hands are very precious."
Thinking of the very lively performance he had just heard, Huang Yang looked at Hang Sizhou: "Teacher Hang, do you want to try it?"
"Me?" Hang Sizhou pointed at himself.
Huang Yang nodded slightly: "You played very well just now."
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It was decided that Hang Sizhou would perform, and he unexpectedly got the opportunity to be alone with Huang Yang.
Hang Sizhou was a little overwhelmed when he first met his idol. After all, since he was very young, his life goal had always been to become a pianist like Huang Yang.
There were a lot of things I wanted to say, but what I finally managed to say was something that had nothing to do with the piano.
"Why don't I see Teacher Xiang now?"
Huang Yang said disdainfully: "It's useless. He said he was too tired last night and went back to rest."
Hang Sizhou was stunned: "Too tired at night?"
Huang Yang frowned and said "hmm" in an unhappy tone.
Hang Sizhou swallowed and looked Huang Yang up and down.
Huang Yang was taller than him, but very slender. According to the information on Baidu Encyclopedia, he was already 35 years old. But neither his face nor his figure could tell.
Same-sex families rarely explain which father or mother gave birth to the child, and normally no one would ask.
But in Hang Sizhou's habitual thinking, he always thought that Huang Yang was the one below.
After all, the size difference between these two people is...too big.
At this moment, Huang Yang's words really surprised him.
If Huang Yang can be an attacker, why can't he
Hang Sizhou frowned and decided to have a good talk with Xiao Hang about this issue after finishing filming this episode.
Of course, Hang Sizhou had practiced basic music such as "Wedding March".
It’s just been a while since he last played this piece, and this is also the first time he has played in front of so many people, so Hang Sizhou wants to do his best.
Hang Sizhou practiced for the entire afternoon until it was completely dark outside and the staff came to urge him to continue. He then reluctantly stood up from the piano stool.
It's been a long time.
It has been a long time since I played the piano so freely and enjoyably. Although my hands and waist are sore, the sense of satisfaction in my heart is incomparable.
Hang Sizhou walked back to the cabin in the moonlight. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the man sitting in the middle of the yard with his eyes downcast.
Hearing the voice, Xiao Hang raised his head.
Their eyes met briefly, and Hang Sizhou asked, "Where's Hanhan?"
Xiao Hang: "Asleep."
Hang Sizhou: "Then why don't you go to sleep?"
Xiao Hang held his chin with one hand: "Listen to the wedding march."
Hang Sizhou really wanted to call him boring, but he swallowed the words back.
Meeting the man's serious black eyes, Hang Sizhou felt inexplicably guilty.
Hang Sizhou's eyes flickered, avoiding the man's sight: "I... will go in and take a shower first."
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Hang Sizhou hugged the quilt and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
When I closed my eyes, I saw Xiao Hang’s face bathed in the moonlight.
The man's eyes were sincere and gentle, and he said he was listening to the Wedding March.
When did Xiao Hang become so interested in getting married
This song isn’t that great. There are a bunch of masterpieces by masters on the Internet, but I’ve never heard him play it before!
Hang Sizhou turned over again, and the image of the man's slightly lonely profile after being rejected in the church just now popped up in front of him.
Hang Sizhou didn't know what was wrong with him.
In the past, when Xiao Hang spoke coldly to him and argued with him, he thought this person was disgusting and annoying.
Now that I've become nicer to him and even easier to talk to, why is he even more annoyed
Or, next time Xiao Hang brings it up, just agree to it
A thought popped up in my mind, but was forcefully suppressed.
As a man, I must do what I say. If I say I won’t do that kind of “stupid thing” with Xiao Hang, then I will definitely not do it.
I'm an old man now, isn't it boring to still be doing these things
Go to sleep!
An hour later, Hang Sizhou grabbed the quilt and turned over for the dozens of times that night.
This time the impact was quite strong and hit the person sleeping next to him.
The bed in the cabin was small, and Xiao Zhihan took up part of the space, so there was not much space left for Hang Sizhou and Xiao Hang.
The two of them were covered with two quilts, which made them seem even more crowded.
The other person reached out his hand, placed it on his shoulder, and said vaguely, "Don't move."
While I was tossing and turning here, he was sleeping soundly.
Hang Sizhou shook off the other person's hand and suppressed his anger: "I'm cold, can't I even move?"
"Cold?" The man raised his head slightly and glanced at the quilt covering him.
Hang Sizhou: "What? Do you want to warm my bed?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong arm suddenly reached into his quilt and hooked his waist before he could react.
The next moment, his body was turned over and Hang Sizhou fell into the other's warm embrace.
"What about this?"
The man's voice was hoarse with sleepiness. It was obvious that he had just been woken up from a deep sleep and was still a little confused.
But he didn't show any dissatisfaction with being woken up. Instead, he tightened his arms again, letting Hang Sizhou sink into his arms more thoroughly, "Are you warmer?"
Being held in his arms like this, Hang Sizhou's heart beat like thunder for a moment, and he stood there blinking wildly. When he came back to his senses, the two of them were already covered with the same quilt, leaning against each other.
The back, buttocks, and legs were all pressed against Xiao Hang.
Hang Sizhou was already hot to begin with, and now being hugged so tightly, he felt extremely hot all over, almost spitting fire.
But the man's breathing had already returned to normal, indicating that he had fallen into a deep sleep again.
Hang Sizhou endured it again and again, but after more than ten minutes, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Being held like this again, he felt like he was about to melt.
Carefully loosening the man's arm a little, Hang Sizhou curled up his body and tried to get out of the man's arm.
After moving his butt a few times, Hang Sizhou was horrified to find that the presence of a certain place that had been quiet before became increasingly stronger with his movements.
It almost had a "tense" effect.
Damn, isn’t this guy asleep
How did he fall asleep and—
Just when Hang Sizhou felt like his whole body was on fire and he didn't know what to do, his half-loose arms closed again.
Hang Sizhou's breath came to his throat: "You, you didn't sleep?"
"Hang Sizhou."
The man's voice sounded softly in his ear, with a heavy breath, "If you still want to sleep, don't move."
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