——You didn’t touch your puzzle piece.

Ning Qiuyan stared at this line of text for a long time, but it was just a simple sentence, but it made him blush. In fact, when he wrote this sentence, he did not think that Guan Heng would definitely see it. Who knew that Guan Heng not only saw it, but also did this

replied him.

Relying on paper and pen to convey information is rare in this era. The back and forth between him and Guan Heng has become a way of communication that only belongs to the two of them, with a hint of intimacy that is not humane.

This made Ning Qiuyan's heart feel like it had been scratched by a feather, itching slightly.

Then, he looked back at the first sentence: "Use it to play a more beautiful melody", and the final signature, the simple word "Guan".

He was a little annoyed about why he didn't go home earlier and why he didn't see Guan Heng's gift earlier.

He carefully put the note into a book he often read and folder it.

The depression and decadence that he had felt for half a month disappeared in an instant. He seemed to have come to life, and his mood suddenly became very light. He only took out the guitar given by Guan Heng and stroked it for a while. He was reluctant to play it, but he played it again.

The ground was put back.

Ning Qiuyan was too embarrassed to call Guan Heng, so she sent a message to Guan Heng to show the courtesy that one should have when receiving a gift.

In addition, he very honestly expressed his regret that he could not accept the gift because it was too valuable for him.

Guan Heng has not replied.

In the evening, Ning Qiuyan received a message from Guan Heng on his way to work at n°. It was for him saying that the guitar was too valuable and could not be collected.

Guan Heng: [An instrument has value only when it is played.]

Lu Qianque told Ning Qiuyan that Guan Heng used to play some musical instruments, but not for a long time.

When he saw this sentence, his heart moved inexplicably, as if he understood what Guan Heng meant.

Give musical instruments value again.

rather than price.

Guan Heng's reply was as brief as his words. Ning Qiuyan couldn't help but think about what Guan Heng's expression would be and what he would be doing now. He stopped suddenly, remembering that Guan Heng's schedule was completely different from his.

It was different, so I waited until evening to reply to him.

And now looking at the time of replying to the message, he guessed that Guan Heng should have seen his message as soon as he woke up.

Ning Qiuyan installed her mobile phone and started to go to n° again.

When he walked in, his colleague smiled at him, and he realized that the corners of his lips were curled up.

n° has been a lot more lively recently, and the resident band has also returned.

They performed a few rock songs very hard that night, and the place was filled with screams, and Ning Qiuyan also roared several times. However, only regular customers knew that Ray, the lead singer of the band, only sang one song that night, and the rest were from the band

Even with the support of the sub-vocalist, Ray's electric guitar didn't perform well, and even played many wrong places.

After not seeing each other for a while, Ray's complexion became even worse, and his previous excellent voice condition no longer existed.

During the break, Ray came to the bar. Ning Qiuyan was collecting the wine glasses left by the guests when he heard Ray talking to him and inviting him to join the band.

"You have a good voice, you sing well, and you can play multiple musical instruments." Ray said to him, "If you come, I will give you the lead vocal, and I can be the electric guitarist, harmony vocalist, etc."

Ning Qiuyan wiped the water on his hands, turned around and said, "You already have a deputy vocalist."

Ray's deputy lead singer was nearby and came over and said, "I agree, come on Xiao Ning, we can't go on like this."

The sub-vocalist's skills are insufficient and he cannot sing ballads. In recent performances, he has relied entirely on his roar to heighten the atmosphere. Although it is easy to increase popularity, it will definitely not work in the long run.

Ning Qiuyan was young, and the deputy vocalist was worried that he would be worried, so he said that he would not treat him badly: "If you come, we will give you an equal share of the commission as a favor, and we will let you go when Ray gets better."

Ning Qiuyan shook his head and refused: "I'm sorry, I really don't want to go on stage."

Ray smiled and said: "You are going to a music conservatory. You will see more scenes than the rest of us. Are you still afraid of going on stage?"

Ning Qiuyan said "hmm" and packed up her things to entertain the guests.

As soon as he left, Ray asked: "What's wrong? I remember he used to love singing."

The first time Ning Qiuyan came to n°, he was fascinated by the band's performance while at work. He was laughed at by everyone because of it, of course, in a friendly way. At that time, they all knew that this child was arrogant and arrogant.

The trustee introduced me to n° who wanted to be a resident singer, but because he was underage, the boss quietly kept him as a waiter, thinking that he would be allowed to sing on stage when he was older.

The deputy lead singer told Ray that he said the wrong thing: "I can't go to a music school. You really don't know what to do."

Ray was shocked.

The deputy lead singer continued: "I heard that I didn't even take the art exam, so I got admitted to an ordinary university and won't play music anymore."

Ray asked: "Why?"

"No money." The deputy lead singer took a sip of wine, "My mother is sick, and the special treatment fee is very high. She even sold her musical instruments, drums, pianos, etc. I think the boss has contacted buyers for him."

Ray looked at Ning Qiuyan's busy back and heard the sub-vocalist sighing at the side, saying that it's not easy at a young age.

Ning Qiuyan did not feel that it was difficult for him.

Because of that gift, he was in a good mood all night. While working, he was thinking about what kind of gift he would give Guan Heng in return.

It was too expensive for him to buy. To Guan Heng, even expensive things might be meaningless, and Fudao Island lacked everything.

It's not good to be too cheap, it seems like you don't pay enough attention to it, and what to choose is also a problem. He doesn't know Guan Heng very well. He doesn't know what the other person likes to eat, what he uses, and he doesn't know the other person's other hobbies besides puzzles.

What if you ask Lu Qianque?

Ning Qiuyan quickly gave up the idea. Although the hug pillow sent by Lu Qianque was deliberately joking and laughing at his suspicion of being single and lonely, he still owed Lu Qianque a gift.

What about the other people crossing the island?

Kang Bo, Granny Bai, whom he had never met before in the kitchen, and even Uncle Ping, they all took good care of him. The rewards he received from donating blood were far greater than his efforts.

Ning Qiuyan fell into a pit that she had dug that was getting bigger and bigger, and slowly began to think about everyone's New Year's gifts.

In the early morning, there were fewer people in the bar.

Ning Qiuyan was accidentally spilled drink on him by a guest, so he had to go to the dressing room to change into his own clothes. He took off his shirt and put on his sweater with his back to the door.

The young man's skin was exposed to the cold air and some goose bumps appeared.

He dressed quickly and heard a little strange noise when he closed the cupboard door.

The music outside was faint, and one of the incandescent lamps in the dressing room was broken. Because it was in a basement, the light from the street lights outside couldn't come in, making it difficult to see the whole picture clearly.

Employees' personal belongings such as coats, boots, and folding bicycles are piled here and placed everywhere.

A rustling sound came from the corner of the locker room.

Ning Qiuyan was worried that a drunk guest had entered by mistake, so he planned to look around the corner. To be on the safe side, he also picked up a baseball bat that had been standing in the corner for a long time.

Step by step closer, Ning Qiuyan vaguely saw a person sitting in the corner, with his back leaning against the locker. After a few seconds, his eyes adjusted to the light, and he saw clearly that this person was Ray, the lead singer of the band.

The corner was very secluded. If he hadn't heard the sound, Ning Qiuyan wouldn't have been able to find anyone here.

What is ray doing here?

"hiss……"

Ray closed his eyes and raised his head, making a strange sound in his throat, but he still hadn't lowered his raised arms.

He held something like a dropper in his raised hand, and his other hand held a bottle of more than ten milliliters with a little transparent liquid in it.

Without the blurry and gorgeous lights outside, Ray's face was very ugly, with deep dark circles under his eyes, and he looked like he hadn't slept in a long time. It was like the face that Ning Qiuyan had seen in the hospital, which only seriously ill patients had.

But there was an intoxicated expression on Ray's face, as if he was enjoying himself to the fullest.

He slowly lowered his arm and used the feeling to skillfully insert the dropper back into the small bottle and twist it.

During this period, he continued to tilt his head up, his mouth opened, and his tongue trembled slightly with excitement.

"What are you doing?" Ning Qiuyan said coldly.

Ray was shaken by fright. When he opened his eyes and saw it was him, his expression suddenly changed.

Obviously he didn't expect anyone to come to the locker room at this time.

Ning Qiuyan held the baseball bat and was actually very angry.

Of course he could see what Ray was doing.

In Ning Qiuyan's view, n° bar is very pure and not as smoky as other bars. n° is famous because of the atmosphere and music here, not because of the gray industry that tests the edges of the law.

He once liked Ray's band very much, but tonight he even wavered because of the other party's invitation, and felt sorry for Ray's physical condition.

But the fact is that Ray is completely self-sufficient and deserves the blame.

"Xiao Ning?" Ray stood up nervously and sniffed, "Why did you come in? My throat feels uncomfortable and I'm taking medicine here."

Ning Qiuyan asked: "What medicine?"

Ray said: "Cough syrup."

Ning Qiuyan's black and white eyes were filled with disbelief.

Ray thinks it can be fooled.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Ning Qiuyan said, "If you feel uncomfortable, I'll go find the manager."

One person can ruin a thriving bar.
To be continued...