He lost his memory after confessing to his straight boyfriend

Chapter 68 Small Town

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Bai Jiayan is not a seven-year-old kid like Chi Zhen. The chat Si Zhou mentioned is obviously very improper, or maybe Not a chat at all. He stretched out his hand and pinched Si Zhou's palm: "You are up to something evil again."

"Okay, I'm just teasing you." Si Zhou smiled calmly, "Let's go, I'll park the car outside."

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Bai Jiayan's reservation The ticket is for Tuesday, which happens to be a working day, and the passenger flow is relatively not that large. He originally wanted to call a car, but Sizhou parked the car downstairs of his house early, and did not forget to send him a WeChat voice reminder: "I'm here, I can leave at any time."

The destination is a long way away from Xiacang City The distance was such that even if Sizhou drove away from home at around eight o'clock in the morning and rushed to the airport to catch a flight, he would probably not arrive until noon.

The music town is adjacent to the sea. It provides tourists with accommodation, leisure and entertainment services, a place for music lovers to communicate freely, music-themed restaurants, gift shops and cafes, but the most attractive thing is January Once upon a time, the music festival was held in the central fountain square without any program arrangements. Anyone could come to the stage to perform, and even if they did not have an instrument, they could rent it backstage.

Bai Jiayan and Sizhou chose a king-size bed room with a sea view. After packing their luggage, they went to a nearby restaurant for lunch. There was an open space in the middle, and several young people were playing musical instruments. It was a scene from the last century. A classic old song.

After the song ended, applause broke out from all around. Bai Jiayan was infected by the atmosphere and couldn't help but also applaud. The lead singer thanked all the guests for their encouragement and said that they would perform at the music festival tonight and everyone was welcome to come again to listen to the music.

Bai Jiayan had previously searched the Internet and learned some information about the music festival and had seen related photos. Even though time and space separated him, he could feel the lively atmosphere of the scene. He subconsciously set his sights on Sizhou, who quickly understood what he meant: "I know, too, in the central fountain square."

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At seven o'clock in the evening, the music festival opened on time in the square. There were no seats arranged at the scene. All the audience stood under the stage, head after head, in a sea of ​​​​people. Bai Jiayan had to hold hands with Si Zhou tightly to ensure that he would not be squeezed away.

There was only one host on the stage who briefly introduced a few rules of the music festival. It is said that there are rules, but in fact there are almost none. You can enter and exit freely, perform on stage at will, shake hands with favorite performers, and give small gifts to express your feelings.

There are several stalls nearby, but they don't sell anything, only oil-based pens and some small decorative stickers. Only then did Bai Jiayan notice that some people would write or put stickers on their faces to decorate them. They might be supporting the performers, or they might just want to express their feelings.

There was almost no silence on the stage, and the going up and down the stage was very orderly. There would never be two groups of people performing at the same time. Bai Jiayan was pulled forward by Si Zhou and finally saw the stage. The band performing was the band they met at the restaurant at noon.

The singing of the performance mixed with the cheers of the audience, like a hot wind sweeping towards Bai Jiayan. He quickly integrated into the atmosphere. Even though he had just met the performers on the stage, he couldn't help shouting their names together with the others until his face was red.

If Si Zhou hadn't suddenly pinched his arm, he would have almost forgotten that there was such a person next to him. He quickly turned his head and wanted to say something embarrassedly, but he only uttered a few syllables: "Ah...I...that...brother..."

"Can't even speak? It's better to call other people's names. Pretty smooth." Sizhou laughed at these unrelated words, then raised his hand and gently squeezed Bai Jiayan's shoulder, "Wait for me here."

"Where are you going?"

"You'll know in a minute. ." Sizhou poked Bai Jiayan's red and hot face, "Remember, don't let me find you, come back soon."

Although people were squeezing around, Bai Jiayan still stayed where he was. Another band on the stage finished their performance. His eyes were fixed on it, curious about the next performer, and he soon caught Si Zhou's figure on the stage.

Bai Jiayan's eyes stopped moving at all, as if he had been thrown into a fire, burned and melted, and then solidified in place.

Sizhou held the guitar he rented from the backstage and sang a song that was popular five or six years ago. At that time, Bai Jiayan always heard Sizhou hum it accidentally, but this was the first time he sang it so seriously.

Bai Jiayan has heard many vocal music students singing ordinary pop songs, and Sizhou's singing is not inferior to them. I'm not very skilled in playing the guitar, but I can accompaniment completely.

Many audience members sang along in the audience. When the singing stopped, Bai Jiayan couldn't help but rushed to the stage and shouted his lover's name loudly: "Sizhou——" harder

than he had just called any performer's name . .

The enthusiasm of the audience exceeded his imagination. After he shouted, someone followed him and called out the name. Before Sizhou got off the stage, Bai Jiayan ran to the booth next to him and took out a pink heart-shaped sticker. When the other party walked to the last step, he stood in front of Sizhou and put the sticker on the side of Sizhou's face. superior.

The people in the audience immediately started to boo, but Bai Jiayan was so thin-skinned that he quickly pulled Si Zhou off the stage amidst the noise, returned the guitar backstage, and returned to the crowd again.

"I accept your heart." Sizhou tapped the sticker on his face with his fingertips, and then poked the side of Bai Jiayan's face, "You should have it too."

Bai Jiayan was led by Sizhou towards the stall. As a result, an unknown popular performer came on stage, and the crowd suddenly became restless. Bai Jiayan accidentally tripped over someone and suffered a sudden pain in his foot.

Even he himself had to sigh, feet, feet, why are you so ill-fated?

"Are you okay?" Sizhou helped him in time, so he didn't fall to pieces.

Of course, this time it was much lighter than falling down the stairs before, and it would probably heal after a while. "It's okay, I can leave."

Sizhou was worried and watched Bai Jiayan's movements closely, and finally reached the stall with great difficulty. He chose a heart similar to the one just now and stuck it on one side of Bai Jiayan's face. Probably because his eyes caught him unintentionally, Sizhou picked up the oil-based pen on the stall and put it into Bai Jiayan's hand: "Do you want to write?"

"Well..." Bai Jiayan subconsciously looked at the crowd and observed the faces with writing for a long time. Sizhou Zhou came to the music festival for the first time, so he must have no supporting performers, so he thought about it and wrote "with you" in small letters on it.

"With You" is the name of the song Si Zhou sang on stage. There is a saying that if I meet you too early, you have already occupied your place in life.

"What did you write?" Sizhou curled his lips, "It's not a dirty word, is it?"

"...I'm not you, I wrote the title of the song."

"You like it very much?" Sizhou took the oil-based pen to himself In his hand, "Then do you want to write my name on your face to show your support?"

"Okay." Bai Jiayan smiled calmly and agreed without thinking.

Sizhou reopened the cap of the oil-based pen and wrote his initials under the love sticker. After thinking about it, he added a line of small words at the bottom. Bai Jiayan returned to the hotel room and when she looked in the bathroom mirror, she realized that the small words were Love forever.

He turned his face to look at Si Zhou who was standing next to him. Before he could react, the other party spoke first: "Love me forever."

"I will." Bai Jiayan nodded seriously, and saw Si Zhou Si Zhou took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pressed the shutter button on his face: "Prepare the certificate, you can't regret it."

After saying that, he kissed the corner of Bai Jiayan's lips: "I'm out, you can take a shower."

Si Zhou As soon as he reached the door, Bai Jiayan subconsciously caught up with him, grabbed his sleeve, and kissed Sizhou's ear from behind.

"Want to take a shower with me?" Sizhou turned around.

"...You, you'd better go out."

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Bai Jiayan took off his pants first. The design of the bathroom was not reasonable. The shower head was at this end and the rack for hanging clothes was at the other end.

He thought back to tonight's music festival, thinking that it was a pity that he couldn't go on stage. There was only an electronic keyboard in the background, and he couldn't get used to playing it.

His thoughts were still here, and he walked towards the clothes rack at the same time, but his feet suddenly stumbled, he accidentally slipped, and he also dumped the bottles and cans beside him.

It seems that he still underestimated his foot injury.

"What happened?" Sizhou heard the noise outside and walked to the bathroom door in a few steps, subconsciously pushing in. Probably out of trust, Bai Jiayan didn't think of locking the door.

So as soon as Sizhou entered the door, he saw Bai Jiayan who had just sat up from the ground without wearing pants, with two slender white legs exposed. The shirt on his upper body couldn't cover the black boxer briefs, which were stained by water stains on the ground and were stained half-wet. They fit against his skin and outlined a perfectly curved waistline.

"I'm fine..." Bai Jiayan's attention was not on himself at all. Instead, he was hurriedly picking up the bottles that he had knocked over.

Before he could place more bottles, Sizhou came up and hugged his waist, held his face and kissed him. The tip of his tongue rushed in eagerly, and his palms seemed to be matching the rhythm, plundering every inch of skin.

"Well..." Bai Jiayan raised his neck in comfort, and the heat rolled up in his body, almost drowning him. Sizhou's hand seemed to spark sparks on his body, and the tiny bits of heat guided his blood to one place.

"You have feelings."

Sizhou's lips pressed against his earlobe, turning crimson almost immediately.

"I..." Bai Jiayan couldn't deny this fact, and there was no need to deny it. Some things can be seen with the naked eye without opening your mouth.

In an instant, he imagined many scenes that would happen next, but he did not expect that it would be the scene in front of him. Bai Jiayan was so embarrassed that he wanted to shrink back many times, but Sizhou held down his thigh to stop him.

Just in time, Sizhou raised his head, looked into Bai Jiayan's eyes and made a swallowing motion. Before he could take the next step, the phone in his pocket rang.

Sizhou subconsciously touched his phone. He thought it was a harassing call and was about to hang up, but he was stunned when he saw the caller ID. His finger hovered above the screen: "...it's my mother."

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