Chapter 1 Singing Your Song on the Roof

"Xiao Le, your voice can no longer sing, my bar is also a small business, I'm sorry."

"This will always be your home. You must come back and have a look after you get along well."

When the bar owner apologetically invited Fang Xiaole out of the back door of the bar and shut him outside with a bang, Fang Xiaole didn't plead or get angry.

He just stood silently in the alley, and after a while, he tightened the guitar hanging on his shoulder, walked out of the alley, and left the bar where he sang for more than a year.

Fang Xiaole walked onto the main street, and walked against the crowds of people who came to have fun at night, and passed the colorful and luxurious bars on both sides of the road with his head down.

Fang Xiaole is a bar singer, and the inevitable alcohol and staying up late caused him physical problems.

His throat is broken.

Fang Xiaole has been to many hospitals, but they can't be cured no matter what, just like Fang Xiaole can't remember the memory of the place called "Earth" before crossing, even if he tried his best.

The bar owner held back for a week because of his past affection, and finally opened his mouth tonight.

People also want to make money to eat.

Fang Xiaole walked out of the bar street and looked back. This street is as noisy and bustling as ever. It is a paradise for lonely people chasing their desires, and it is also a stage for low-level singers to maintain their dreams.

It's just that from now on, "dreams" and the like have nothing to do with him.

Still think about how to live.

"Tonight, just tonight, to get drunk for the last time..."

Fang Xiaole bought a few cans of beer and walked alone in the night with a guitar on his back. After walking for more than an hour, he came to a remote and deserted old street.

This street used to be a shanty town, and after the demolition, several old three-storey houses remained.

It is very quiet here, no one will come here, whenever Fang Xiaole is physically and mentally exhausted, Fang Xiaole will climb to the roof of the old house and sit and watch the stars, drink beer, and talk to the fireflies flying all over the sky.

Fang Xiaole called these old houses his "tree hole house".

All the things he dared not say and could not say on weekdays, he would dump them in the tree hole house.

Creaking creaking...Fang Xiaole climbed the old stairs to the roof of an old house, walked to the edge and sat down, put down the guitar, opened a can of beer, and drank a third of it.

There are narrow and deep alleys under your feet, and the sky is full of stars above your head.

"Today is the last time I dreamed, and I will give up my dream of becoming a singer in the future, and run around for a living, hehe..."

Fang Xiaole picked up the beer can, raised his glass to invite Mingyue, and smiled wryly at the starry sky.

"I always thought that I was very talented and had a good voice. If I could sing those songs, I would be a blockbuster, but I can't remember those songs. Now my voice is broken, haha... Among all the singers in the world , I'm probably the one who messed up the worst, right?"

"No, you are not as miserable as I am."

Fang Xiaole was talking to himself against the starry sky, when a woman's voice suddenly came from the roof of the old house opposite.

"Because I'm also a singer, and I'm about to commit suicide by jumping off a building, so you're not the worst."

This woman's voice was gentle and pleasant, but it was very intrusive when she suddenly appeared in the dark, and Fang Xiaole almost fell off the roof in fright.

He looked at the opposite roof, and could vaguely see a slender figure, but there was no light on the roof of the old house opposite, and the woman's face could not be seen clearly.

"You're a singer too? Over there on Bar Street?"

Fang Xiaole immediately thought of the bar street where she worked. Most of the resident singers there worked very hard, and the beautiful female singers often had to face some nasty things.

The image of a female bar singer who could not bear the pressure of life and all kinds of unspoken rules and chose to commit suicide in despair popped into Fang Xiaole's mind.

The person on the other side seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Yeah, you also sing in Bar Street?"

"Yes, meeting is fate, let's have a drink!"

Probably because of the darkness and alcohol, Fang Xiaole put down his guard against strangers, and even threw a can of beer over.

"oops!"

There is a narrow back alley between the roofs on both sides, less than one meter away. The slender figure caught the can of beer in a hurry, and couldn't help but blame:

"You man, throw things over without saying a word."

Fang Xiaole chuckled, and the other side also laughed, the atmosphere between the two strangers became inexplicably relaxed, like two old friends who have known each other for many years.

"cheers."

Fang Xiaole raised the beer can to the opposite side.

"cheers."

The slender figure opened the lid and held the jar at him as well.

"cheers."

Fang Xiaole took a sip, put down the beer can, and found that the other person was still keeping his head up, and continued to make a gurgling swallowing sound.

After a while, she finally put down the beer can, couldn't help hiccupping, and quickly covered her mouth in embarrassment.

Fang Xiaole thought this girl was quite funny, and said with a smile, "You won't be drinking it all in one gulp, will you?"

The other person was surprised and asked back: "Don't you say cheers? Didn't you finish your drink?" Then he pointed at him: "Finish your drink quickly, don't think that you can play tricks just because you are handsome."

Only then did Fang Xiaole notice that there was a light on the roof on his side, and he could see his face clearly on the other side.

"Okay, I'll drink..."

Fang Xiaole didn't care too much, she was handsome just for others to see, after drinking the wine in the can, she wiped her mouth and asked:

"Handsome guy drinking with you, are you in a better mood?"

Not to be outdone, the woman said, "Beauty is drinking with you, are you in a better mood?"

"Well! I figured it out. Although my voice is broken and I can no longer sing, I am so young and can do other things. As long as I work hard, I won't starve to death."

"Then I also figured it out. Although there are many people who slander me, I am so beautiful and have so many fans. As long as I work hard, I will definitely become the queen of music."

Fang Xiaole smiled and said, "You still have fans? Oh, yes, there will always be a few regular customers in the bar who like to listen to your singing, just like I used to."

"……Yes."

Lin Yao hid in the darkness, looking at the elegant and handsome man opposite under the roof lights, the gloomy mood that originally wanted to jump off the roof and be done with it was disappearing little by little.

These days, she has endured too many Internet rumors and slanders, even with her huge number of fans, she can't resist so many Internet trolls who don't know the truth.

Lin Yao was tired. Taking advantage of her manager and assistants not paying attention, she left a suicide note and sneaked out to find this abandoned old street.

She climbed onto the roof, ready to leave this cruel world silently.

At this time, this handsome and lovely man appeared.

For some reason, after talking to him a few words and drinking a can of beer, Lin Yao suddenly felt that the world was not so cruel anymore.

"Hey, Miss Beer, are you really beautiful? Are you as beautiful as her?"

Fang Xiaole had already drank a lot on the way, at this time his tongue was a little big, and he began to speak boldly.

Lin Yao looked back in the direction of his finger. It was an LED billboard on a tall building in the distance.

"The third season of "Super Challenge", are you ready?"

Below the slogan is a beautiful and gentle face, with a name next to it - Lin Yao.

Super Challenge is a very popular outdoor variety show. As a rookie who debuted for two years, Lin Yao suddenly became a regular guest of this top variety show, blocking the way of many people.

Therefore, some "black material" against her spread like wildfire on the Internet, and then quickly developed into a whole network black.

Seeing the billboard of the show that made her a target and the huge photo of herself at this moment, Lin Yao didn't lose control of her emotions like before, but burst out laughing.

"I'm as beautiful as she is."

Pfft, Fang Xiaole also laughed, this beer lady is quite confident.

Suddenly, a small crack was suddenly exposed in the treasure house of Earth's memories that hadn't been opened for a long time.

The melody and lyrics of a song jumped out.

It is suitable for the current situation.

I can no longer sing in the future, so let me say goodbye to my dreams with this song.

Just right, it's still a male-female duet.

"Miss Beer, aren't you a singer? I have a very nice duet song, do you want to try it?"

"Sing? Good! What song?"

"I teach you."

...

The melody of this song is beautiful and catchy, and Lin Yao quickly learned the general idea. Although many details still need to be worked out, but she didn't enter the recording studio, just impromptu chorus, which is completely enough.

"Come?"

Fang Xiaole picked up the guitar.

"Come on, are you still afraid of you?"

A provocative voice sounded from the opposite side, and she seemed to cover her mouth and chuckle in the darkness.

The corners of Fang Xiaole's mouth raised, and he plucked the guitar strings with his fingers. A melodious melody flowed from his fingertips. After a short prelude, he sang softly:

"I can't sleep in the middle of the night, humming my mood into a song."

"I had to go to the roof to find another dream."

Lin Yao continued:

"Being woken up in my sleep, I'm still not sure."

"How can there be a moving melody on the opposite roof."

The voice is really nice, and the singing skills are also good, why haven't I heard of such a character in Bar Street?

I just don't know what it looks like.

Fang Xiaole was a little surprised.

"I quietly closed the door and went up with hope."

"It turned out to be the person who often appeared in my dreams."

The gentle and pleasant voice is like a spring breeze, like drizzle, gently trickling into the eardrums, Fang Xiaole followed up:

"That person is the vague person in my dream."

"We have the same tacit understanding."

"Use the antenna..."

Lin Yao answered: "Use the antenna..."

The two sang together tacitly: "Arranging in the shape of loving you."

oh~

Lin Yao: "Singing your song on the roof."

Fang Xiaole: "On the roof with the one I love."

Although the other party couldn't see his face clearly in the dark, Fang Xiaole could feel that when she sang this sentence, the corner of her mouth was pursed into a soft smile.

Although the other party's voice was a little hoarse, Lin Yao felt that he was really handsome playing the guitar and singing, and he was so talented that he could write such a beautiful song.

...

“There are beautiful encounters on this roof~”

"Singing your song on the roof~"

"On the roof with me, my beloved..."

In the abandoned old street, in the cold night, in the clear and melodious singing.

Two lonely souls meet suddenly...