Chapter 1 Posthumous Independence
The weather in the spring in the north is still cold, but fortunately the sun is good today, bringing people a little warmth, probably it will be warmer at noon! Xia Riyan looked at the thin clothes on his body and smiled bitterly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info before he lived in a warm world, just like his name, but since that incident, he really understood the world, and realized what the world is called hot and cold, it turned out that the previous warmth was only with the help of the family, and he himself never had, maybe the warmth that really belongs to him is the love of his parents, which is also the most precious free warmth.
At first, I was really not used to leaving those days when there was a car and air conditioning, but people are always easy to be changed by the living environment, or people have to adapt to the environment to survive, just like him now, although he feels a little cold, but he has long been accustomed to it. With the big guitar on his back, he stopped at a bend in a street, which was quite lively, he wanted to sing a song on a whim, and all that was left of his possessions was "freedom".
As soon as he put the guitar down, the mobile phone in his pocket was called, the ringtone was recorded by himself, a little desolate, he took it out and took a look, the name of the caller ID made him stunned, and then he answered the phone: "Hello, I'm Xia Riyan." ”
On the other end of the phone was a woman's voice: "Xiaoxia, I'm Sister He." ”
"Sister He, do you have anything to do with me, do you want me to participate in any performances?"
"Hehe, there are so many opportunities for performance here, if you want, I will help you, Xiao Xia, I have one more condition, if you agree, then how about I let you sing at Wang Jiaqi's concert tomorrow?"
"What conditions, Sister He, tell me!" He was a little uneasy, this woman was the assistant of a record company owner, and it was rumored that she was also the woman behind the boss, since she saw her by chance at the bar, she frequented it, and introduced him to several performances, but sometimes, the gaze behind the smile made him feel a chill on his back.
Sister He laughed softly over there, and said softly: "Xiao Xia, I think you should also feel my heart for you, since the first time I saw you at the bar, I felt that you were a singing material, and I am also very similar to helping you on the road to success, if you want, I will wait for you in Shangri-La tonight." ”
Xia Riyan exhaled deeply, held back the anger in his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "Sister He, I am grateful for your help to me, but do you have to do this? Do you really have to do this? I think with your ability and beauty, there is no shortage of such people!"
"Xiao Xia, you also know that there is no shortage of men around me, but I just like you, I must know my attitude towards you these days, you are a smart person, you don't need me to tell you how to be good to yourself! Don't be stupid, what age is this, no one will care about those, they will only care if you have a look, whether you have a backstage, I don't need to say more, I'll send you the room number in a while, you think about it, I hope you make the right choice. ”
Listening to the busy tone on the phone, his heart was sour, when did he start to fall to this point? If he can still tolerate the occasional entertainment and laughter, then he must not bear this matter, he is a man, a man with flesh and blood and heart, the ideal is right, but he must also be noble to seek the most ideal, he will never be humble to get it in other ways, if it is really like that, he would rather give up!
The phone vibrated for a while, a text message was sent, Xia Riyan looked at it, clicked on it without hesitation, thought about it, he opened the phone book again, found Sister He's mobile phone number, thought about it, and deleted her, which also means that his road will be more difficult to walk in the future, but what else can be difficult for a person who is not afraid of death? After doing all this, the depression in his heart improved slightly, put the phone in his pocket, put on the guitar, closed his eyes to find the feeling, and then began to play his favorite song:
The moon bends and the moon shines on the bluestone, which is a little cold
The trickle of water reflects the moonlight, and there is no word
Everything of yesterday has dissipated with the flowing water
Leaving only memories and sleepless with the crescent moon
It's a long road, a long thought, and yesterday
A few more tactful and a few expectations are always forward
Yesterday's longing seems to be forever apart
All that remains is nostalgia for the past
Youth seems to be racing against time
In the blink of an eye, he didn't catch it and fled
Experienced pain and helplessness
It will be more clear how to go in the future
Once cynical, once full of care
I used to be unsatisfied, and I didn't know what loneliness was
Now I am at a loss and helpless, and now I am suddenly enlightened
Now we know what the way home is
played and sang twice in a row, the depression in his heart was better, and he also understood that the current way of the world is like this, laughing at poverty and not prostitution, as long as you have money and power, you can do whatever you want, you can be willful, but if you don't have money, you don't have to talk about everything, you can't even find a girlfriend, even if you have, you will leave, just like Tian Zhiwei...... Didn't she keep saying that she loved him before? As a result? When he was poor, it was even worse, a text message broke up the relationship between the two of them for three years, she loved him may be true, but she loved him more than to live a life of being stretched thin with a bleak man, maybe she was still glad that the two of them didn't have time to get married! It's ridiculous! Feelings, who will believe it anymore?
Wu sighed with emotion, he just packed up his things and prepared to leave, in fact, it was just his sentimentality, Tian Zhiwei had been away for more than two years, and he had also sorted out his mood in the past two years, but he was so troubled by Sister He, and he felt nostalgic again. Although it was morning, there were still a lot of people who came out to go out to the morning market to buy breakfast, and when he wanted to leave, he found that there were so many people around him, many people pointed at him and whispered, maybe some people thought he was a performance art, or a wandering singer, and a few people wanted to pay him for it, but in fact, he just sang here today when he had time and mood.
Smiling and refusing the handouts of some people, he quickened his pace, no, he didn't need charity, he survived the hardest days at the beginning, didn't he? Charity is just those people to prove that they are better than him, but who is stronger than others does not rely on this proof, he would rather exchange his own efforts for it than sympathy. I was depressed, and I was avoiding those people, and my steps were a little quicker, and when I turned at the next intersection, a person suddenly rushed out from the opposite side. The two of them didn't have time to stop their eager steps and bumped into each other hard.
As a result, Xia Riyan did not move in place, and the person who rushed out on the opposite side fell on his back and faced the sky.
"Ouch!" exclaimed the man who fell to the ground.
He hurriedly leaned forward, stretched out his hand to pull the person on the ground up, and asked with concern: "How are you? Where does it hurt? Did you break it?"
The girl moved her muscles and bones, feeling that nothing was wrong, so she shook her head: "It's okay, I didn't break it, don't worry, how can I blame you? I was too frizzy just now, hehe!"
Seeing her delicate appearance is very cute, he couldn't help laughing, let go of his hand, and took out his business card very sincerely and handed it over: "This is my business card, it has my phone number on it, if you still feel uncomfortable after you go back, remember to call me, I will wait for you to see a doctor." ”
He thought he was already very sincere, but who knew that the girl suddenly put away her smile and looked up at him: "Hey, what do you mean by that? Do you think I'm stupid when you bump into me? Just touch it, what are you doing here? Call me, then ask for my phone, then ask me out, then chase me, and then ......."
"Wait!" Xia Riyan was confused by so many "then" at once, "I don't have so many ideas, okay? I'm just afraid that you won't find me when you go home and find yourself uncomfortable, after all, I hit you, don't get me wrong, really! I really don't have any other ideas!"
How do you know that the girl is even more angry, and her eyes widen: "What did you say!? You actually dislike me? Hmph! Don't think that you are handsome and great! This girl is not rare! Goodbye!" After speaking, he ignored him and turned to leave.
He really couldn't laugh or cry, and when he looked down, there was a pink handbag on the ground, probably which girl it was, stuffed his business card into the bag, and then looked for a girl, who had already disappeared into the crowd. He turned around and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard a pleasant voice behind him: "Hey, if you bump into me, forget it, you still want to chase me, if you don't admit it, forget it, and you still want to take my bag!
Alas! Xia Riyan sighed in her heart, why is there so much to do today? But this girl gives people a very innocent feeling, not annoying, but not so bad as to ruin the mood. He hurriedly handed the bag in his hand to the girl who chased him: "You just fell down, I'll help you pick it up." Okay, I'm leaving. He waved his hand, turned and walked away. In fact, this girl is not bad, she looks very cute, with a round face, big eyes, and a small mouth, if it is Yan Chen, she may chase after her, but he can't, now he has too many things in his heart, and there are too many negative emotions, and he doesn't want to talk about feelings anymore, and it's in vain.
"Hey, you ......" the girl stomped her foot with her bag, this guy walked so fast, was he so unattractive, why didn't he look back? But...... She patted her head and said to herself: "Xiang Nuanyang, Xiang Nuanyang, are you stupid! What is so good about you?" She looked up at the clear sky, "Alas, he's so handsome! No, no, no! Xiang Nuanyang, are you a nymphomania? Idiot! Hurry up and go to work!"
When Xia Riyan was walking across the zebra crossing, he glanced back, the girl muttered to herself to the sky for a while and left, looking at the slender figure, a word suddenly flashed in his mind: legacy and independence. Yes, everyone is born as an individual, and only their inner thoughts are known to themselves, in this vast world, like a drop in the ocean, as small as dust, everyone has to live for themselves!