Looking at Cheng Xiaoyu in the video, Yijiyuan Jingmei was extremely satisfied, and she had completed all the shooting plans here, but Yijiyuan Jingmei always felt a little regretful, and seemed to feel that something was missing, because of some well-known reasons, Cheng Xiaoyu's family was not involved in the interview, nor did it involve Cheng Xiaoyu's love life, which is where the whole interview is not perfect. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But now Ijiin Jingmei decided to break the taboo and care about Cheng Xiaoyu's emotional problems, anyway, there are only the two of them here, it's really not good, just cut it off, so she looked at Cheng Xiaoyu and asked in a gentle and sincere tone: "Xiaoyu-kun, I also know that I shouldn't care about your private life, but I'm really curious about what kind of girl you like?"

Faced with this question, Cheng Xiaoyu really didn't know how to answer, and he definitely couldn't tell the truth, so he could only say a panacea-like answer, "This depends on the feeling! If the feeling is right, everything will be right." ”

Of course, Shizumi Ijiin would not be satisfied with such an answer, and continued to ask, "There are no other requirements, such as looks, personality, or whatever?"

"I can't deny that I prefer beautiful .........," Cheng Xiaoyu said with a smile.

Of course, Jingmei didn't think that Cheng Xiaoyu was a superficial person who only looked at appearances, and asked persistently: "Can you give an example? For example, who is that type, I believe that no matter who you are, you will be interested in your answer.......

Cheng Xiaoyu's mind turned back and forth, and finally smiled and said, "Sister Jingmei is like this........."

Shizumi Ijiin also smiled slightly and said, "Although your answer is an obvious compliment, it is still very pleasant. After a pause, she said, "It's just that your answer is too dishonest." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu took a closer look at the Jingmei of Yijiyuan, the kind of pure man who appreciates the kind of woman, she is wearing a gray background and white striped professional suit today, wrapping her graceful curves tightly, and the black pantyhose seem to be binding the flesh/lust/desire/desire that cannot be released, but in fact, the straight lines are unscrupulously promoting the beauty from the abstinence/desire system.

Jingmei has always liked dark tones, and likes black or dark purple tights, which is actually very much in line with Cheng Xiaoyu's sensory preferences. There are also very few exposed parts of her body, and she dresses much more conservatively than most women. Her expression has always been very dignified, especially when she broadcasts the news on TV, she is very reserved and noble with a smile, which makes people feel that she must be a woman with a prominent family background.

For a woman like her, the tighter the covering, the greater the temptation for men.

And this temptation is not superficial, nor is it a coarse allure that comes from the physical appearance that will soon be extinguished, but from the heart, temperament, the harmony of character and body, which is a deep charm from within.

This kind of charm can often directly arouse a man's primitive desire to conquer.

Like a black swan, the swan is a symbol of purity, but the black swan is full of grace and a sense of holy filth. The kitsch and proud long neck, the plump and wonderful flesh, is really the most appropriate symbol of sensuality and nobility and purity. It is no wonder that Zeus turned into a swan when he fell for the beauty of Leda, the wife of the Spartan king Tyndareus, and fornicated with him.

It can be seen that the more noble it is, the more it is full of desire to whip and conquer, and even Cheng Xiaoyu, who is used to seeing beautiful women, has to admire, this kind of Yijiyuan Jingmei, who turns the extreme sex appeal into a temperament, belongs to the stunner of the level of disaster to the country and the people.

Although it is from a male perspective, Cheng Xiaoyu's gaze is very clear, and this kind of inquiring eyes has nothing to do with love/love, just pure appreciation.

Of course, it's not that the temptation of Yijiyuan Jingmei is not enough, but that Cheng Xiaoyu always has a shadow and a voice in his heart, which traps his soul like a red thread and makes him keep pure.

Cheng Xiaoyu broke free from the beauty of Jingmei in Yijiyuan, and suddenly had the courage to reveal a little bit of his heart, perhaps because of Jingmei's words and deeds in Yijiin that made him let down some of his guard, he looked at Jingmei in Yijiyuan, and said a little confused: "I don't know how to describe it, even if I use all the gorgeous beauty in my mind, it is not enough to say what I feel in my heart, for me she is my starry sky........ It's not just a star, it's a whole starry sky overhead........."

Jingmei of Ijiin is not disgusted with Cheng Xiaoyu's gaze, she has been exposed to too many longing eyes of men, and it is rare to be able to appreciate Cheng Xiaoyu with such respect, most of them are children who don't know how to love yet, they are attracted by beauty because of their nature. Or the old people who are dying, because they have no ability, they can only watch from afar.

But Cheng Xiaoyu does not belong to these two people, this kind of reserved gaze makes Yijiyuan Jingmei feel happy, and she agrees with Cheng Xiaoyu more.

"Starry sky, what a beautiful description!" Yijiin Jingmei and Cheng Xiaoyu turned their eyes out of the window at the same time, the deep blue night was low, the rising lights on the ground smoked the low sky into a deep purple, the sky gradually became heavier, rendering the lazy and prosperous drunken and charming night of Tokyo, and the stars one after another were like broken diamonds on the black velvet-like sky, as far as their eyes could see, the galaxy was splendid, the waves were magnificent, and the lights of the nearby thousands of homes were immortal, and those bright and bright micro-rays lingered in this world, looking at the past from afar, it seemed to be endlessly mysterious.

Yijiyuan Jingmei glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu's side face, and said softly: "She is the starry sky, what are you?" She wanted to know what kind of girl could make Cheng Xiaoyu so infatuated, she knew that it was not Xia Shamo and Xu Qinning, so this made her more and more curious.

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the shining starry sky, it seemed that the little starlight had turned into Su Yuxi's appearance, and he said: "If I can, I am this vast darkness! It is precisely because of this darkness that no one pays attention to that people can see the twinkling stars, and the existence value of darkness is to set off the light of the stars..."

Ijiin Shizumi was a little angry, she frowned and said, "Xiao Yujun, even if I haven't been in love, I think it's wrong for you to think like this. You sincerely mistake your sacrifice for romantic romance, your indecision for the temperament of an artist, and your idleness for the transcendence of a philosopher. You are sometimes naïve, but you are tirelessly pursuing nobility. ”

Yijiyuan Jingmei looked at Cheng Xiaoyu and said word by word, looking into his eyes, everything was covered with a layer of sentimental golden mist, and the outline made people look blurred, and the result was larger than the actual image. Cheng Xiaoyu was lying, but he never knew that he was lying, and when others broke him, he felt that sometimes lies were beautiful and giving.

He was an idealist who was willing to be martyred.

Such a person is noble in the eyes of some and stupid in the eyes of others.

Jingmei of Ijiin can't judge whether this cocooned attitude to life is good or bad, but she feels that Cheng Xiaoyu should be braver and more sincere in facing her life.

Shizumi Ijiin comforted: "Come, boldly confess to the camera! Say your thoughts and love, there is no need to hide it........ Let the whole world know!"

Cheng Xiaoyu could only smile bitterly: "This request is too unreasonable! "He couldn't even give a reason.

Ijiin Jingmei said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, you're too timid, aren't you?" She felt that Cheng Xiaoyu should not refuse such an opportunity to break through herself.

Cheng Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "You won't understand." ”

Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu's slightly sad look, Yijiin Jingmei could only retreat, and her tone softened and said: "Then don't say her name, now, if you have anything to say to her, take this opportunity to say it, I think she will definitely be able to hear it." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu continued to shake his head, smiled and said, "There's no need, this approach is too naïve." ”

Ijiin Shizumi said seriously: "Shouldn't men be naïve for the women they like?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was silent.

Ijiin Shizumi said, "If you don't want to say it, then sing it! I know you must have written a song for her." Yijiyuan Jingmei didn't wait for Cheng Xiaoyu to refuse, and once again pulled Cheng Xiaoyu to the piano, she could already see that Cheng Xiaoyu was a very passive person who was not good at refusing.

Cheng Xiaoyu was dragged back to the piano by Yijiin Jingmei like a puppet, he sat down a little numbly, the black and white keys became a clue to one memory after another, which is also the reason why Cheng Xiaoyu was reluctant to touch the piano, remembering that Su Yuxi must still be quiet and indifferent to repeat a calm and stereotypical life according to the will of fate, and wanted to tell her a thousand words in his heart, but he didn't know what to say.

His memory kept flashback, in the early morning with the sound of music in the car stereo they walked together through the crowded streets, in the tight and dreary class during the day, he would secretly turn on his mobile phone to look at her various photos, under the incandescent lights at night he would watch her practice the piano, watch her practice dance, on TV, on stage, under the spotlight he would listen to her sing.

Thinking of playing basketball with her, holding her hand, kissing her lips, dating with her, experiencing the disasters with her, and living with her, Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly innocently snickered with joy, but then the punishment of separation threw him into the darkness mercilessly.

It allowed him to see the complete and vast darkness, like an impermeable web, that covered his life in the slightest, until it began to cramp after the pale struggle. (BGM "Under Mount Fuji" - Eason Chan)

He couldn't help but put his hand on the piano and began to play subconsciously, at this moment only such melodies and sentences could soothe and vent his feelings that he had nowhere to place, a series of notes full of emotions, gushing out from his fingertips, from the piano connected to his body.

The roadblock rain is like snowflakes

Are you crying and frozen?

I'll grind this coat for you until it has a corsage

I'm not even afraid of being transferred

How to always care

Painstakingly selected today want to drive you home

Forgive me for not sending flowers anymore

The wound should be scarred

The petals are spread all over the heart, and the cemetery is afraid

If you don't, I won't marry

and one another shall be cremated

Waiting for a lifetime comes at a cost

No one has those hands

It's hard to have it by hugging

To have, you must first know how to accept loss

He once traveled along a snowy road

Why shed tears for good deeds

Who can ask for the private ownership of Mt. Fuji with love

Why not put a sad feeling

The assumption is from your fiction

I couldn't find it in the test tube, staining my eyes

The former dust hardens like a stone

Leave it behind and flee

I'm by no means rare

Go around the street

I was gone

He thought of the back waves pushing the front waves, of the passage of time, and of the fact that he would eventually grow old and lose his ...... Suddenly, he was so sad that he almost suffocated, his voice was slightly choked, and his emotions boiled to an unattainable peak, and this forbearance was interpreted to the extreme by his singing and piano voice.

He wanted the wisdom of liberation, but he was at a loss to find it, and his hope was as silent as a splendid silk garment thrown on the table and unconsciously slid down the dark floor.

This sad song is like a cool breeze with snow and a cool breeze around the ears of Jingmei in Yijiyuan, and the emotions that are unwilling but have to let go surround this apartment, wisps of pain like smoke and rain are lingering and overflowing, entangled in Jingmei's heart in Yijiyuan, she only feels empty and abrupt, with a slight trace of tiredness after experiencing the vicissitudes of the sea, because it is Cantonese, even if many sentences cannot be understood, but this touching chant has passed Cheng Xiaoyu's emotions to her without hindrance.

Yijiin Jingmei looked at Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes that were as deep as the sea and as empty as ice, and gave birth to an urge to hug him into her arms, warm him, and love him, and she didn't know if this was from the instinct of maternal love, or from the throbbing of her heart's desire for love.

Don't say it on Valentine's Day

I only dare to stroke your hair

This gesture can make you feel even more sad

Stay in the car to keep warm

How to advise

How can you endure the pain of scratching your wrist

How old a person lives is short

Broken love is only shorter

It takes a few miles to get home, who can afford it

Forget my grudge against you

The cherry blossoms bloomed a few times

A trip to Tokyo is farther than ever

.......

You can't get enough

I'm going to wear this old coat

Grant you the spell to be solved

(Thank you again to Chelesakaka, yesterday's super big red envelope! Touched! Thank you Eden Mountain for another big reward, thank you Baa Niu for another big reward.) This song "Under Mount Fuji" is one of my favorite songs, and it is also the most suitable song to interpret Cheng Xiaoyu's mood at this moment, even the lyrics are so appropriate, there is no one, so the lyrics are all posted, please understand. There are also many people who misunderstand that Cheng Xiaoyu is in his forties....... I don't know what you think. It was thirty-one before the crossing and seventeen after the crossing, adding up to more than forty, but is this how the age is calculated? Not to mention that Cheng Xiaoyu is not a person, whether he is seventeen-year-old Cheng Xiaoyu has thirty years of memory or thirty-year-old Cheng Xiaoyu has seventeen years of memory, I can't draw conclusions, besides, there are few people who play art with particularly mature thoughts, so don't talk about maturity or naivety........ (To be continued.) )