[Cold on the outside and hot on the inside, elite young man x singer-songwriter Yu Jie who is hot on the outside and cold on the inside]
Bai Hengshu made it clear for the nth time that the first time he entered this bar was by mistake. He really didn't do it because of the unique name of the bar, the good songs, the delicious wine, and it wasn't because the boss liked his aesthetic point.
As a bar owner, Yan Rui just smiled and said nothing, quietly watching Bai Hengshu talk. Bai Hengshu felt guilty as he was stared at by Yan Rui's beautiful eyes, and his voice gradually weakened as well as his confidence: "I already said it was not the first time, but I didn't say it was not the other few times."
Yan Rui really didn't expect that one day she would be pestered by "fanatic fans". When Bai Hengshu first chatted with him in the bar, Yan Ruizhen thought that the other party loved listening to music. Who would have thought that one day when he opened the door, he would be greeted by that familiar face.
Let's not mention that Bai Hengshu suddenly moved upstairs to his house without saying a word, so what if he comes to his house to eat and drink every day, finding all kinds of reasons that make dogs laugh? Euphemistically called "I want to hear you sing."
"Brother, do you know that I will have a headache when I see you?"
"What a coincidence, I have a headache too."
It's a real headache, a physical pain.
The strange memories that flashed up in midnight dreams, the strange symptoms that occurred when they looked at each other again and again, and countless overlapping memories made the two people embark on a journey to pursue the truth.
The faces that appeared in the dream were blurry, the houses were simple and small, the voices were intermittent, and the air was damp and sticky... But the lingering love that happened in this rental house four years ago was real.
Under the mystery, Bai Hengshu and Yan Rui discovered that they were lovers who had fallen in love four years ago, but an accident caused both of them to lose their memories. What they thought was their first encounter was actually a fateful reunion.
The lost butterfly will follow the heartbeat to find the heart that beats for it. As early as the first chord of the guitar is pressed, the butterfly has already flapped its wings.
Intention: It's still you who goes round and round