Chapter 217 Why?
"Mubai? They came back a long time ago, and they all went to celebrate, they must have lied to you!" Bai Yanxi growled angrily, and wanted to continue scolding!

"Go home." Ning Zhan grabbed the phone.

After one sentence, he hung up directly.

Gu Zhanyao and Yan Mu stood up with each other's support, relying on the sleeping one, their bodies were sore and numb, if they didn't pull each other when they stood up, they would fall down.

The stadium was quiet.

Walking all the way, there is not even a single person.

When they got to the door, there was an old man guarding the door. He looked at the two of them strangely and questioned them for a long time before letting them go.

this point in time.

There is no longer a subway bus.

It takes two hours to walk from Capital Stadium to Huayu.

Neither of them asked for a taxi.

Go all the way back.

As we walked, snowflakes floated in the sky again.

It's too late.

Except for the occasional passing car, there was no one on the road.

The two wore thin, stage costumes that looked a little weird and exaggerated, walking one after the other.

Maybe the clothes are too loose, or the boy's body is too thin.

every step.

Clothes seem to float.

Scary and frail.

Quiet.

Except for the howling north wind, there was no sound.

Gu Zhanyao walked ahead.

Yan Mu followed behind.

while walking.

Gu Zhanyao couldn't bear it anymore, tears streaming down his face.

Yan Mu could clearly see his shrugging shoulders, his desperate, suppressed sobs.

"Ah Yao." Yan Mu couldn't help shouting, his voice was hoarse and broken, and his heart was filled with pain.

It doesn't matter if you shout.

Gu Zhanyao burst into tears, and asked hoarsely while crying: "Why? Brother Yan Mu? Why?"

The boy's voice was low and hoarse, full of unwillingness and despair.

Word by word, every word weeps blood.

Why it came out like this?
Why did things develop like this?
Why should they endure such unfair treatment?

They practiced for three full years, they worked harder than anyone.

in the end.

Still nothing!
"Ah Yao~~" Yan Mu bit his lip, and a line of tears slipped down his cheeks.

"Brother Yan Mu~~~" Gu Zhanyao's voice was hoarse, his chest was shaking with grief, he cried and laughed and asked him: "Aren't we doing well enough? Why are you doing this to us? Why?"

"Brother Ning Zhan said, what belongs to us, others will never take it away." Yan Mu's voice was hoarse, his hands hanging by his sides tightened little by little, and the nails were deeply buried in the flesh and blood, so that he could maintain a little calm down.

He also wanted to ask.

Why on earth?
Are their efforts worthless?

but.

The company won't give them answers.

Gu Zhanyao cried more and more, his voice was broken, and he walked while crying, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he had suffered during this period of time.

Yan Mu followed him quietly, his eyes were sore and red.

cry!

After crying, I feel comfortable in my heart.

***
On the day TOP's new album came out, Yan Mu found a signed album at the door of the dormitory.

Locked in the room by himself, looking at the name that appeared on the screen, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

All the raps written by brother Ning Zhan have changed the words regardless.

He wrote and composed "Dream", "My Girl", "Butterflies" and "On the Road".

It is clearly written on the screen.

Lyricist: Mu Bai.

Composer: Mu Bai.

 ~~~~Dear little brother~~~~
  I once asked the wind, what can be more chic than you?
  Feng said: There is a boy who started dancing at the age of four, he is more chic than me.

  I once asked Shuiliu, what can be more agile than you?
  Shui Liu said: There is a boy who can choreograph and compose, he is more agile than me.

  I once asked Yun Duo, is it only cotton candy that is as soft as you and sweeter than you?
  Yun Duo said: There is a boy who smiles very warmly, he is also soft and sweet.

  I once asked Gao Shan, is it only as tall and stalwart as you that can support the sky?
  Gao Shan said: There is a boy standing on the stage. When he closes his eyes, you will find that he holds up your entire sky.

  I once asked the sun, is it only you who can use the word radiant to describe it?
  The sun said: There is a boy who is sweating profusely in the practice room in a T-shirt, and he can also be described as radiant.

  ~~~ All suffering will eventually pass away~~~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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