Xiao Sheng and Gong Shiheng also came off the stage, ready to go find Fang Jingyi to see what was going on with the boy.
She had never dealt with this kind of thing before, and she didn't know whether to go now to stimulate or encourage her.
"There is very little intermission. You go there first and I will wait for you here." Gong Shiheng said.
Xiao Sheng understood that he was avoiding meeting Fang Jingyi.
The two of them were backstage. There were steel frames everywhere, and even the steps were simple steel frames.
"Be careful, or just don't move at all and wait for me where you are." She told Gong Shiheng.
"good."
Gong Shiheng watched her walking down the stairs, raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows to relieve his manic and depressive mood.
I have been feeling dizzy since I just entered the venue, and now I am already a little dazzled.
The place was too noisy and the volume was not something he could bear.
He thought about it and went downstairs to wait for Xiao Sheng.
Holding on to the railing and going down, step by step, my eyes were getting dark.
Suddenly! Everything is empty under my feet!
His pupils trembled slightly, and he immediately grabbed the railing. Instead of falling, he fell down on the steps.
In the blink of an eye, it is like the soul leaving the body and returning to its original place in an instant.
His eyes widened and he felt an explosion of pain in his head.
At the same time, it was as if a hammer had cut open the top of his skull, forcing countless memories into him. They were not empty images, but a large number of emotions, all of which were personal experiences.
In a few seconds, it seems like many years have passed by quickly.
Veins popped up on his forehead, and big beads of sweat were pouring out. His whole body felt like it was being torn apart. The cells in his body could not withstand the sudden stimulation, and the pain factor was released unscrupulously, making him unable to even lift his arms.
…
Xiao Sheng asked people all the way and finally found Fang Jingyi's lounge, but only saw Gu Lian walking out.
"What's going on, young man?" she asked.
Gu Lian breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay for now. He will be on stage soon. Don't go in yet."
"oh."
Xiao Sheng was relieved, but then remembered that Gong Shiheng was still waiting for her.
"I'm going to find Gong Shiheng. Please help me cheer up that boy."
Gu Lian nodded, "Okay."
Xiao Sheng turned around and trotted back, much faster than when he came.
The surrounding environment was really too noisy, and she felt that Gong Shiheng must be uncomfortable.
I ran all the way back, but no one was there.
"Gong Shiheng?" she shouted, raising her voice.
Unfortunately, the sound was too loud, and even raising her volume had little effect.
I have no choice but to look everywhere.
She bent down and walked around various steel structures, calling Gong Shiheng's name all the way.
Finally, in the deserted darkness, I vaguely saw a figure.
He was sitting on a glove box, resting his elbows on his knees, leaning down and lowering his head, with broken hair falling from his forehead, looking a little lonely.
Xiao Sheng walked over quickly, "Gong Shiheng?"
The man was in a trance, still accepting a series of stories from the recent period. He raised his head, squinted his eyes, and watched the girl gradually approaching from the bright light.
Not long after, people arrived in front of him.
She opened her eyes wide, blinked, and waved her hand in front of his eyes, "How is it?"
"Xiao..." He spoke subconsciously, but he realized it halfway.
Shengsheng.
Xiao Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then heard him open his mouth: "Shengsheng, I'm fine."
She frowned, "Who the hell is Xiao Shengsheng? Tangyuan, you gave me a new name?"
As she spoke, she reached out and pushed away the hair from his forehead, feeling the warmth on his forehead. "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Tell me."
The warmth of the girl's palm came from her forehead, and the close contact made Miyayo stay in place.