You are sweeter than first love [entertainment circle]

The villa they live in is less than 5 minutes away from the beach. The sand is fine and slippery. Only after taking off their flip-flops can they walk on the golden sand, one step at a time.

The sea breeze blew his face, and his hair was blown up by the wind. Jian Jihong's hair was too long for styling. Li He helped him tie a small knot with a hair tie, and his whole person became lively immediately.

"I set the date of the first concert this year to be your birthday." Jian Jihong said.

Li He was stunned.

"So our vacation here is over, we have to go back to practice singing immediately." Jian Jihong said.

"How do you think it will be on that day?" Li He asked.

"I remember you said that you want to hold a concert and start your first concert on your birthday, isn't it good?" Jian Jihong said.

Li He shook his head: "But that's your concert, everyone bought tickets to see you."

Jian Jihong bought a pass: "You don't have to worry about this, you will know when the time comes."

Li He knew that Jian Jihong often had all kinds of whimsical ideas, since Jian Jihong told him not to worry, Li He didn't think too much about it.

"No one is there anyway," Li He said.

They walked on the beach for a long time without encountering a single person.

Jian Jihong explained: "This beach is a private beach, tourists cannot enter."

Li He was at a loss: "Then how did we get in?"

Jian Jihong pointed to himself: "We are that private person."

Li He: "...you bought this beach?"

Jian Jihong shook his head: "It was only rented for a week, and we don't come here often. If you buy it, you can't scold me for wasting it."

Li He laughed: "Of course, I'm a little tired, sit here and rest for a while, let's go back."

But Jian Jihong stopped Li He and knelt down in front of him: "Come up, my husband will carry you back."

Li He slapped Jian Jihong on the back: "Are you sick? I'm so heavy!"

Jian Jihong turned his face slightly: "Hurry up, before I can recite you."

Li He's face was hot, he bent down slightly, lay on Jian Jihong's body, and pinched Jian Jihong's earlobe: "What do you mean, you can't carry me when you are old? Are you so unconfident?"

Jian Jihong separated Li He's legs, put his arms around his waist, and stood up firmly: "I made a plan, when we both grow up, you should carry me on your back."

Li He pouted: "If you can't walk at that time, I will spend a lot of money to buy you an electric wheelchair, and you can go wherever you want."

Jian Jihong nodded: "Sure, then I'm going to dance the wheelchair disco in your heart."

Li He hugged Jian Jihong's neck tightly, and cursed with a smile, "I'm sick."

Jian Jihong raised his head and called for help: "Let go! I'm strangled to death!"

After a week in Greece, they transferred to Vienna.

Vienna is known as the music capital of the world, with world-renowned drama, opera and other arts. Li He is very much looking forward to his trip to Vienna.

The architectural style here is very eye-catching. There are Gothic, Roman and Baroque buildings everywhere. Jian Jihong rented a villa again. The villa is located in a villa area. There is a park, and then a short distance to the north is Danube Park.

Li He and the others went to Danube Park to play on the first day. There were many tourists, and countless children ran past them happily.

Li He and Jian Jihong bought a cup of coffee and sat on a bench by the roadside to bask in the sun.

On the opposite side of the cobblestone road is an ice cream cart, next to a small fountain and a street band, playing "osolemio".

Li He sang along in a low voice, staring at the little blond girl with puffed cheeks and blowing the bubble machine vigorously.

Neither he nor Jian Jihong intends to have children. For both of them, the music they create is, in a sense, their children.

"Look, Little Sydney." Jian Jihong raised his chin and pointed to their side.

Li He looked over there and saw a couple with white hair walking in the park with their fingers clasped together.

The grandmother is holding a bag of bird food in her hand, and the grandfather is holding a cane in his left hand. Their expressions are relaxed and at ease, which is enviable.

"Will it be the same when we are old?" Li He asked.

In a moment of emotion, Jian Jihong clasped Li He's fingers: "It will be better than that."

Li He turned his head, with an intoxicated smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's really exciting."

The next day, they made an appointment to go to the museum and the opera house. Li He had already changed, but Jian Jihong suddenly received a phone call.

Li He sat in the living room and looked at Jian Jihong who was standing on the balcony. He looked anxious and irritable, as if he had received a call that made him unhappy.

After nearly 10 minutes, Jian Jihong returned to the room.

As soon as he came in, he looked at Li He apologetically: "Little Xueli, our plan may not come true today."

Li He got up: "What's wrong?"

Yang Yang raised the mobile phone in his hand, and said distressedly: "The mayor of Vienna just called me and asked me to visit him."

Li He opened his eyes: "Mayor?"

Jian Jihong nodded: "I came here to hold a concert before, and I have a long history with him, and the relationship is not bad. I don't know where he got the news, so I insist on going."

Li He said: "That can't be helped, the mayor invites you, it's not good if you don't go."

"It's a somewhat formal banquet." Jian Jihong said, "I can't take you there for the time being, so we may have to separate today."

Li He understood, nodded and said: "Well, don't worry, I will practice nursery rhymes in the villa for a while, and if I am bored, I can go around by myself, it is safe."

Jian Jihong hugged Li He: "Then you stay well alone and wait for me to come back at home. Don't open the door when strangers knock on it."

Li He laughed: "I see, when will you go there?"

Jian Jihong said, "I'll change clothes, pack up and go."

Li He nodded. He was quite disappointed in his heart, but he didn't show it. He went upstairs to help Jian Jihong iron his shirt and suit, and after sending him to the car, he walked back to the room alone.

The originally happy time between the two disappeared like this, Li He seemed to lose his backbone in an instant, lost his direction, and didn't know what to do.

He lay on the balcony to watch Jian Jihong's car drive further and further away, and the confusion in his heart gradually deepened.

His spoken English is not good, all foreign language ability is limited to singing, it is impossible to let him speak, during this period of time to come out to play depends on Jian Jihong to communicate with others.

Now that Jian Jihong is not around, he does not dare to go to unfamiliar places, for fear of getting lost and causing trouble for Jian Jihong.

After wandering around for a long time, Li He finally returned to the bedroom.

There was a portable keyboard and guitar, which were the instruments they took with them when they traveled.

Thinking of Sister Juan's explanation, Li He took out his phone and greeted Sister Juan. A few minutes later, the live broadcast started.

Li He didn't have as many fans as Jian Jihong, and because of the time difference, the broadcast was still temporarily started, so very few people came in to watch it.

Li He didn't care, he clamped the mobile phone holder to the keyboard, adjusted the position of the camera, and then sat on the stool and shouted to the camera: "Hi."

This is Li He's first live broadcast alone, he was very nervous and didn't know what to say, he rolled his eyes when he saw the message below saying hello to him: "I want to practice singing now, everyone feel free to listen to it. "

Li He had never sang live, so he didn't know that he had to plug in headphones or a microphone for better sound effects.He directly pressed the keys on the bare phone and started a day of practice.

[Daily sour teacher Xiao Li's complexion www]

[Mr. Xiao Li, please wear headphones. Although the direct recording like this is actually very good, but if you want better sound quality, please take a look! 】

[Where is Teacher Xiao Li, is it your own home? 】

[Hush in a low voice, Teacher Xiao Li's house is so messy hh, the bed is full of clothes]

【Am I the only one who thinks those clothes look familiar? 】

When Li He practiced singing, he didn't look at his phone any more. He was always concentrating and concentrated on doing one thing.

After nearly half an hour of practice, Li He remembered that he was still broadcasting live. At this time, he looked up again and found that all the bullet screens were frantically writing a sentence.

[Mr. Xiao Li, are you living with the Great Demon King? ! 】

Li He choked for breath, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

He quickly lowered his head and flipped through the music score, pretending that he didn't see anything just now, and frantically recalled where he was exposed in his mind.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he didn't expect that it was Jian Jihong's two coats that were left on the bed.

"Uh... that's all for today's practice." Li He said without raising his head, "Everyone can look forward to it, I'm recording a travel vlog, and it will be released after a while, so goodbye."

After speaking, Li He took off his phone and closed the live broadcast room.

After doing all this, Li He still felt his heart beating loudly. He hurriedly sent a message to Sister Juan to explain the situation, but Sister Juan already knew about it and made him feel at ease.

[Sister Juan: You two can get along as you want, as long as you don’t disclose your relationship in public. ]

[Sister Juan: Fans will help you rationalize your actions. ]

[Sister Juan: Don't worry, they want to block the door of the cabinet even more than you. ]

[Li He: Okay, sorry for the trouble, sister Juan. ]

After being comforted by Sister Juan, Li He felt much more relaxed, but he didn't dare to start the live broadcast casually anymore.

This year's fans are so keen-eyed that they can spot everything.

After dazed in the bedroom for a while, Li He took out his GoPro. He planned to go downstairs to make a cake for Jian Jihong, and then make a vlog of the cake making process.

The ingredients were prepared and placed on the dining table. Li He scanned the ingredients one by one with the camera: "I'm going to make a fruit cake for Teacher Jian."

"Actually, he doesn't like cakes. He likes spicy food, but I can't finish a whole cake by myself." Li He said, "I can only make an excuse for him and ask him to share half of it for me."

Li He was quick and skillful in making cakes. He had been working in a dessert shop since he was very young and knew how to make a lot of desserts. The first birthday gift he gave to Jian Jihong was a cake.

At that time, Jian Jihong ate very happily, Li He thought he liked sweets, but later he found out that Jian Jihong liked spicy food more, and he enjoyed eating cakes purely because he made them.

After the cake was ready, but Jian Jihong hadn't come back yet, Li He put the cake in the refrigerator and turned off the recording.

For the next whole day, Li He wandered around the villa like a walking corpse.

No live broadcast, no vlog recording, he didn't even have anyone to talk to, so in the end he could only sit back and practice singing in front of the keyboard.

The sound insulation here is not good, Li He is afraid of disturbing the people, so he dare not continue in the evening.

He wanted to watch TV, but he couldn't understand what the people on the TV were saying, so he could only look at the screen expressionlessly.

After eight o'clock, Li He went to take a shower, lay down on the bed, and continued to watch TV.

He took out his phone to check WeChat, and Jian Jihong didn't send him a message all day.

Li He pursed his lips and wanted to call him, but he was afraid that he was busy at the banquet, so he could only send a WeChat message asking when he would be back.

Of course, there was no reply from the other side.

Li He sighed and continued watching TV.

It is very hypnotic to understand the language that he cannot understand all the time. Li He looked at it and didn't even know when he fell asleep.

When Jian Jihong came back, he saw Li He leaning against the head of the bed, snoring with his head tilted to one side.

He took off his coat lightly and walked to Li He's side, with a tired expression but tenderly kissed Li He's head.

Jian Jihong didn't wake Li He up, went to the bathroom outside to take a shower, and returned to the bedroom after tidying up, and carried Li He into bed.

Thinking of what was going to happen tomorrow, Jian Jihong couldn't suppress the smile on his lips. He restrained his excitement, and slowly fell asleep under Li He's steady breathing. .

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support.

I forgot to note yesterday: "Slowly" is a song sung by Jacky Cheung, the lyrics are written by Bai Jinfa, and it is included in the album "Forget You, I Can't Do It".

The mayor is not real, it's a semi-fake world, and it has nothing to do with real people.

Why have my favorites increased so much these days? It's weird. Did someone tweet it somewhere?

感谢在2020-01-2723:57:56~2020-01-2822:51:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 418946611;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of peach tea;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!