正文 73分手以后/005
钟霖呼吸一滞,视线所及处<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">那只手,修长，漂亮,一如它<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">主人,精致,贵气。那一瞬，仿佛跌进了万丈深渊般,身体不寒而栗，胸口也开始隐隐作痛。他眨了眨眼，似乎听不懂他刚才听到<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">，不可置信<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">抬眸看向了那张熟悉而又陌生<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">容颜。
钟霖茫然<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">望着眼前那张噙笑<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">脸，颤着音道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">说什么？”声音很淡，轻飘飘<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">没有重量。
刘一涵恬然淡笑，看着钟霖<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">反应有些怪异，眉头挑起。
韩烁一把将钟霖拉到自己身后，眼睛眯起，直视刘一涵道：“刘一涵，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">什么意思？”
刘一涵看着有些义愤填膺<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">韩烁，眉峰微微蹙起，收回手道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">说<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">是字面上<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">意思。<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">知道<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">们是同一届锐利男声<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">选手，不过，不好意思，本人都没有印象了。哦，对了，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">叫什么？”
韩烁神色一凛，忿然<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">盯着刘一涵，语气刻薄道：“刘一涵，这算什么？贵人多忘事？呵呵……”韩烁嘲笑了两声，突然一把抓住刘一涵<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">衣领，咬牙切齿道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">真让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">失望！”
刘一涵面色一沉，还不及反应，从别<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">会场赶过来<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">李显，一看到这场面，连忙上前把他们分开，沉声道：“韩烁，这是公众场合，注意<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377"><img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">形象！”
韩烁双手握成拳状，斜睨了刘一涵一眼，愤愤<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">别过头去。刘一涵被人这么一抓，脸色也很难看，他莫名其妙看看韩烁，整了整衣领，闷声道：“李哥，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">不舒服，先回去了。”
李显头疼<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">看看这个，又看看那个，最后压低了声音道：“行，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">先回去吧。”
刘一涵一走，韩烁脾气也上来了，漠然<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">扫视了李显一眼，回头对钟霖道：“钟霖，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">们也走吧。”
钟霖抿着唇，点了点头。
李显回头见钟霖站在一侧，忙道：“等等！钟霖，先说说他们到底怎么回事？”
钟霖身子一顿，还没回话，韩烁就冷冷<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">说道：“李哥，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">怎么不去问刘一涵？不好意思，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">们也要走了。”
钟霖抬眸看向韩烁，抿了抿唇，没有回李显<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">话，而是跟着韩烁出去了。
从会场出来之后，韩烁脸色才稍稍好了点。钟霖一路上都很沉默，脸上带着淡淡<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">忧伤和惆怅。韩烁没有忽略他神色间<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">落寞，他有些心疼<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">揉揉钟霖<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">头，叹了口气道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">送<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">回去吧。”
钟霖深呼了口气，抬眸静静<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">望着远方，摇了摇头：“不用了，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">自己可以回去。”
韩烁看着他清冷<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">侧脸，张了张口，迟疑道：“霖子，刚才……对不起……”
“为什么要道歉？”钟霖轻轻<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">笑了下，“其实……小懒，是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">该谢<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">才对。<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">知道……<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">刚才是为<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">打抱不平。不过，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">和他早就已经是过去式了，他怎样，都和<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">无关。所以，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">不用担心<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377"><img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">。放心吧，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">没事<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">。”
韩烁眸子闪了闪，笑道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">没事就最好了。”
钟霖跟着笑了笑，道：“嗯，时间还早，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">打算回公司练练歌，就不聊了。”
“这么晚练歌？”
“夜深人静<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">时候，比较有感觉。”
“好吧，那<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">就不留<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">了。”
他们分开之后，钟霖就一个人回到了天宇大厦。
今天是天宇<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">周年庆典，整座大厦里除了保安人员，基本上没别人了。
整个大厦都很安静，安静<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">有些冰冷。
钟霖一个人安静地走进了录音室，目光淡然，神态平和。他环视了室内一圈，最后走到了三角钢琴前，手指轻轻<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">按了两个琴键。
他在钢琴前站了一会儿，不知想着什么，清澈<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">眸子渐渐暗了下来。
最后，他慢慢<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">勾起嘴角，坐到了钢琴前，两只手一起放到了琴键上。闭上眼，熟悉<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">曲谱在脑子里闪过，手指也不停<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">在琴键上跳跃起来。
琴键上跳出<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">音符，最后组成一曲优美<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">旋律。
曲子忧伤，淡雅，悠扬。
那单薄<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">背影在钢琴前，一遍又一遍<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">弹着同一首曲子，整个录音室，渐渐地也染上了浓浓<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">哀伤。
他弹了很久，随着一曲落下之后，录音室里却突然响起了几声清脆<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">掌声。
钟霖身子一顿，转过头去，意外<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">看见一个陌生男子站在录音室门口。
那陌生男子见钟霖转过头来，眉头一挑，上下<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">打量了钟霖半响，道：“那首曲子，很美。”
这人不过二十七八<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">年纪，五官俊朗，身材高大健硕，整个人形象很阳光。钟霖没见过他，不过，听他这么说，只能回道：“过奖了。”
那男子嘴角含笑，直视钟霖道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">是天宇<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">艺人？以前没见过啊。”
钟霖淡然一笑，道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">也没见过<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">。”
“以前没见过不要紧，以后认识就好。”男子洒然一笑伸出手道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">好，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">叫江鹤，白鹤<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">鹤。”
钟霖站了起来，礼貌性<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">点点头道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">叫钟霖。”
“那么，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">们算认识了？”
钟霖不置可否<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">点了点头。
江鹤挑眉，“对了，刚才那首曲子真<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">很好听，以前没听过，是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377"><img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">原创？”
钟霖顿了下，摇了摇头：“不是，是……一个朋友做<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">。”
江鹤偏了偏头，道：“这首曲子很不错啊，可以买到版权吗？”
钟霖皱起眉头，没作答。
江鹤忙道：“不方便？”
钟霖摇了摇头，道：“不好意思……时间不早了，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">先走了。”
“诶……”江鹤还想说些什么，钟霖就已经把他“请”了出去，随后关上录音室，就走了。
钟霖原本没把这事放心上，可是第二天，负责他专辑<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">制作人陈寅晨直接找到了钟霖，而他身边还跟着那个江鹤。
那江鹤见到钟霖，洒然笑道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">好，又见面了！”
钟霖看看他，再看看陈寅晨，有点不明所以。
制作人陈寅晨直言道：“钟霖，听江总说，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">有一首曲子不错，不介意弹一次给<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">听吧？”
钟霖抬眸看向江鹤，“江总？”
江鹤大方<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">笑道：“鄙人江鹤，天宇传媒执行总裁。初来乍到，请多指教。”
钟霖眉头一蹙，手紧紧<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">握成拳状，道：“江总好！不好意思，之前多有冒犯，请别介意。”
江鹤弯起唇瓣，轻笑道：“不知者无罪。对了，听说<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">要出新专辑，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">觉得昨天那曲子不错，完全可以收录到<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377"><img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">专辑里，如果<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">朋友那边没问题<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">话，公司出钱买版权。”
钟霖垂下眸子，快速回道：“江总，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">专辑收录<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">歌曲已经够了，所以就不需要破费了。”
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">看<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">昨天弹<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">很用心，显然<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">也很喜欢这首曲子，既然喜欢，为什么要拒绝？难道有什么难言之隐？”江鹤眯起眼，充满磁性<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">嗓音听不出任何情绪。
钟霖凝眸，脸色微微一沉，摇了摇头道：“多谢江总美意，不过，谢谢了。那曲子，无论如何，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">都不会用<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">。”
江鹤还要说什么<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">时候，陈寅晨冲他轻轻<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">摇了摇头，他这才打住了游说。
钟霖茫然<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">望着眼前那张噙笑<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">脸，颤着音道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">说什么？”声音很淡，轻飘飘<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">没有重量。
刘一涵恬然淡笑，看着钟霖<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">反应有些怪异，眉头挑起。
韩烁一把将钟霖拉到自己身后，眼睛眯起，直视刘一涵道：“刘一涵，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">什么意思？”
刘一涵看着有些义愤填膺<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">韩烁，眉峰微微蹙起，收回手道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">说<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">是字面上<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">意思。<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">知道<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">们是同一届锐利男声<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">选手，不过，不好意思，本人都没有印象了。哦，对了，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">叫什么？”
韩烁神色一凛，忿然<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">盯着刘一涵，语气刻薄道：“刘一涵，这算什么？贵人多忘事？呵呵……”韩烁嘲笑了两声，突然一把抓住刘一涵<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">衣领，咬牙切齿道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">真让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">失望！”
刘一涵面色一沉，还不及反应，从别<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">会场赶过来<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">李显，一看到这场面，连忙上前把他们分开，沉声道：“韩烁，这是公众场合，注意<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377"><img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">形象！”
韩烁双手握成拳状，斜睨了刘一涵一眼，愤愤<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">别过头去。刘一涵被人这么一抓，脸色也很难看，他莫名其妙看看韩烁，整了整衣领，闷声道：“李哥，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">不舒服，先回去了。”
李显头疼<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">看看这个，又看看那个，最后压低了声音道：“行，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">先回去吧。”
刘一涵一走，韩烁脾气也上来了，漠然<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">扫视了李显一眼，回头对钟霖道：“钟霖，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">们也走吧。”
钟霖抿着唇，点了点头。
李显回头见钟霖站在一侧，忙道：“等等！钟霖，先说说他们到底怎么回事？”
钟霖身子一顿，还没回话，韩烁就冷冷<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">说道：“李哥，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">怎么不去问刘一涵？不好意思，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">们也要走了。”
钟霖抬眸看向韩烁，抿了抿唇，没有回李显<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">话，而是跟着韩烁出去了。
从会场出来之后，韩烁脸色才稍稍好了点。钟霖一路上都很沉默，脸上带着淡淡<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">忧伤和惆怅。韩烁没有忽略他神色间<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">落寞，他有些心疼<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">揉揉钟霖<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">头，叹了口气道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">送<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">回去吧。”
钟霖深呼了口气，抬眸静静<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">望着远方，摇了摇头：“不用了，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">自己可以回去。”
韩烁看着他清冷<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">侧脸，张了张口，迟疑道：“霖子，刚才……对不起……”
“为什么要道歉？”钟霖轻轻<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">笑了下，“其实……小懒，是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">该谢<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">才对。<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">知道……<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">刚才是为<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">打抱不平。不过，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">和他早就已经是过去式了，他怎样，都和<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">无关。所以，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">不用担心<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377"><img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">。放心吧，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">没事<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">。”
韩烁眸子闪了闪，笑道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">没事就最好了。”
钟霖跟着笑了笑，道：“嗯，时间还早，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">打算回公司练练歌，就不聊了。”
“这么晚练歌？”
“夜深人静<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">时候，比较有感觉。”
“好吧，那<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">就不留<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">了。”
他们分开之后，钟霖就一个人回到了天宇大厦。
今天是天宇<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">周年庆典，整座大厦里除了保安人员，基本上没别人了。
整个大厦都很安静，安静<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">有些冰冷。
钟霖一个人安静地走进了录音室，目光淡然，神态平和。他环视了室内一圈，最后走到了三角钢琴前，手指轻轻<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">按了两个琴键。
他在钢琴前站了一会儿，不知想着什么，清澈<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">眸子渐渐暗了下来。
最后，他慢慢<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">勾起嘴角，坐到了钢琴前，两只手一起放到了琴键上。闭上眼，熟悉<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">曲谱在脑子里闪过，手指也不停<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">在琴键上跳跃起来。
琴键上跳出<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">音符，最后组成一曲优美<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">旋律。
曲子忧伤，淡雅，悠扬。
那单薄<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">背影在钢琴前，一遍又一遍<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">弹着同一首曲子，整个录音室，渐渐地也染上了浓浓<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">哀伤。
他弹了很久，随着一曲落下之后，录音室里却突然响起了几声清脆<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">掌声。
钟霖身子一顿，转过头去，意外<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">看见一个陌生男子站在录音室门口。
那陌生男子见钟霖转过头来，眉头一挑，上下<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">打量了钟霖半响，道：“那首曲子，很美。”
这人不过二十七八<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">年纪，五官俊朗，身材高大健硕，整个人形象很阳光。钟霖没见过他，不过，听他这么说，只能回道：“过奖了。”
那男子嘴角含笑，直视钟霖道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">是天宇<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">艺人？以前没见过啊。”
钟霖淡然一笑，道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">也没见过<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">。”
“以前没见过不要紧，以后认识就好。”男子洒然一笑伸出手道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">好，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">叫江鹤，白鹤<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">鹤。”
钟霖站了起来，礼貌性<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">点点头道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">叫钟霖。”
“那么，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">们算认识了？”
钟霖不置可否<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">点了点头。
江鹤挑眉，“对了，刚才那首曲子真<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">很好听，以前没听过，是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377"><img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">原创？”
钟霖顿了下，摇了摇头：“不是，是……一个朋友做<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">。”
江鹤偏了偏头，道：“这首曲子很不错啊，可以买到版权吗？”
钟霖皱起眉头，没作答。
江鹤忙道：“不方便？”
钟霖摇了摇头，道：“不好意思……时间不早了，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">先走了。”
“诶……”江鹤还想说些什么，钟霖就已经把他“请”了出去，随后关上录音室，就走了。
钟霖原本没把这事放心上，可是第二天，负责他专辑<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">制作人陈寅晨直接找到了钟霖，而他身边还跟着那个江鹤。
那江鹤见到钟霖，洒然笑道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">好，又见面了！”
钟霖看看他，再看看陈寅晨，有点不明所以。
制作人陈寅晨直言道：“钟霖，听江总说，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">有一首曲子不错，不介意弹一次给<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">听吧？”
钟霖抬眸看向江鹤，“江总？”
江鹤大方<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">笑道：“鄙人江鹤，天宇传媒执行总裁。初来乍到，请多指教。”
钟霖眉头一蹙，手紧紧<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">握成拳状，道：“江总好！不好意思，之前多有冒犯，请别介意。”
江鹤弯起唇瓣，轻笑道：“不知者无罪。对了，听说<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">要出新专辑，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">觉得昨天那曲子不错，完全可以收录到<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377"><img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">专辑里，如果<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">朋友那边没问题<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">话，公司出钱买版权。”
钟霖垂下眸子，快速回道：“江总，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">专辑收录<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">歌曲已经够了，所以就不需要破费了。”
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">看<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">昨天弹<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">很用心，显然<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">也很喜欢这首曲子，既然喜欢，为什么要拒绝？难道有什么难言之隐？”江鹤眯起眼，充满磁性<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">嗓音听不出任何情绪。
钟霖凝眸，脸色微微一沉，摇了摇头道：“多谢江总美意，不过，谢谢了。那曲子，无论如何，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">都不会用<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">。”
江鹤还要说什么<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">时候，陈寅晨冲他轻轻<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.comd8bd795377">摇了摇头，他这才打住了游说。