Don't Pretend

Those who are stable have deep feelings, while those who chase dreams lose their deep feelings. An Xin's life is a self-salvation of constant choices and failures. When she was young and lonely, she thought that her stepmother and grandmother were the only people in the world who treated her sincerely, and she never realized that anyone believed in her for her entire life. She thought what she wanted was freedom, the hot rhythm under the drumsticks, and a passionate life that didn't have to be planned. She bravely defected from the established track, gave up the dance she had been cultivating for many years, and risked all her stability to pursue an unknown love. Little did she know that when she turned around and headed for the road ahead, someone's world was quietly collapsing behind her. Ye Lin's life was smooth and smooth, except for the fact that he was stuck in the matter of "falling in love with his sister" and had no solution for the rest of his life. Ever since she could remember, An Feng had been her entire world, her entire sense of security, and her entire salvation. Growing up without her mother, the fear of being left behind at an early age, and all the anxious moments in childhood, it was her sister who took care of it for her. So she hid her love in her companionship year after year, not daring to change, dare not make it public, didn't dare to expose it. She was willing to curb her talent and give up the prospect of being admitted to the music school. She was willing to become a supporting role and support, accompanying her sister to a short-lived passion. But fate never waits for anyone. An Xin gave in step by step and compromised again and again, fully expecting the future to be long, but in the end, all expectations were shattered by a sudden change. And Ye Lin has already chosen the path for her - ever since she said, "Let's start a band together" in a sweltering hut in a village in the city when she was sixteen years old, she has chosen An Xin. Don't want a future, don't want stability, don't want the more correct path in everyone's eyes. As long as An Xin kept walking forward, she would stand half a step behind her and finish all the unfinished songs for her. Li Fen huddled in the musty smell of the rental house, using a bass wrapped with black tape to separate himself from the world. Wang Hongdian sat in front of the electronic keyboard, using off-key pop music to avoid the phrase "come back" in the wealthy family's text message. Guan Feng hid his eyebrow nails in the shadow of the lamp. Only when he turned around and said "Don't stay up too late" before pushing the door to leave did a soft light appear. The five of them each have their own abyss, and each has their own unfinished words. Until the basement lights came on. The drum sticks hit the drum kit, the microphone stand was adjusted to just the height of the chin, the guitar strings were tightened and loosened between the fingers, the bass bass came from the corner to fill all the cracks, and the electronic keyboard mixed with the electric sound sounded. They put all the things they couldn't say, couldn't swallow, and didn't have time into the melody. One show, five people, and an unfinished song. --- An Feng's regret was that she was young and ignorant and lost the person who loved her wholeheartedly. Ye Lin's tragedy is that he has a stable life, but his sister is beyond redemption. A heart is too small to hold deep affection other than family, and it will leave you with regrets for the rest of your life. If one person is too full of love, all the obsessions in a life will be tied to one person. Tolerating silence will eventually become a lifelong private tragedy. Their ending was never a breakup or quarrel—— Instead: You were everything to me, and I was just the most unknown one among the countless passers-by in your life. But the story of LOOK THROUGH has just begun. --- "The crowds of people rushed to the race, and everyone was counting the chips in their hands. I slowed down my steps and pushed away the noise around me, throwing away all worldly measuring sticks. There is no need to chase the surging tide, and there is no need to copy other people's secular accents. Walk slower, be calmer, and definitely not sloppy. Everything we have now is just right. " ——An Yu·Ye Lin·Wang Hongdian·Guan Feng·Li Fen's "fo" Intention: She became my only relative, and then I understood what I had