Chapter Twenty-Three: O Lonely Man
It was obviously impractical to perfect the piece in the coffee house, and it would definitely be annoying to play back and forth those intermittent and incomplete things, so Su Gao had to ask for a pen and paper to record the general inspiration and then threw the creation aside.
Don't desert during working hours, and play seriously until more than five o'clock.
It wasn't until he saw Park Renjing getting off work that Su Gaofei couldn't sit still, said hello to the store manager, hurriedly changed his clothes, and chased out with his front and back feet.
Park Injing hadn't gone far yet, and was standing on the corner of the street making a phone call, Su Gaofei smiled with relief, thinking that he finally didn't let you run away. Without making a sound, he quietly walked behind her and stood still, ready to scare her when the time came.
When she got closer, she could hear her voice on the phone clearly.
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"Mom and Dad don't treat me like a child anymore, I'm working well now, and I'm not unhappy that I can't be a trainee anymore."
"Mom and Dad, why are you always like this, it used to be my willfulness to abuse the spoiling you gave in the name of dreams. Now that I'm older, can I share some of the burden of life? ”
"What do you mean that grandma and uncle don't have much money to spend there? I've also read the invoice. I can still work one more job, two jobs are not enough, then three. ”
"It's because I don't want to be a trainee anymore. I'm having a very happy life now, I just want to see my grandmother and uncle get better day by day, and our family will get better slowly......"
"It's because I can see that a trainee is a big liar at all, and he won't make his debut if he continues to practice, your daughter, it's doomed...... is not destined to be a big star. ”
"I lied to you, I lied to you before, and I was selected into a girl group or something...... It's just nothing. ”
"I, I didn't cry. It's you who heard it wrong, the wind, it's the wind, I'm outside, it's too windy. ”
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Su Gaofei stood behind, his chest like a big stone blocked. What a wind.
There was no wind, only Park In-jing's thin shoulders that wanted to stand straight but low. There was no wind, only the words of Park In-jing who covered her mouth and tried her best to restrain or tremble. There is no wind, there is nothing, Su Gaofei only has such a Park Renjing in front of him, the stubborn and strong Park Renjing, but he is also so fragile that it makes people feel distressed.
The streets are full of traffic, with the sound of steam, the noise of pedestrians, and the loud music playing in the storefronts...... In the noise, Su Gaofei could only hear the people in front of him, and the sound of tears falling to the ground was like broken crystal.
He stretched out his hand and put it down in vain, what could he do at this time? With such a strong self-esteem, she hopes that this moment has not been broken by anyone rather than comforting.
While Su Gaofei was still hesitating, Park Renjing had already hung up the phone, rubbing his cheeks with his hands indiscriminately and walking forward, snorting his nose and walking in a fast and chaotic manner.
Su Gaofei came back to his senses and just wanted to catch up, but several whizzing cars stopped his steps, and when the traffic slowed down, Park Renjing's figure was no longer visible on the other side of the street.
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In the next few days, Su Gao Feiguang could feel from the perspective of a bystander that Park Renjing seemed to be wound up, and he was completely busy with his feet not touching the ground.
What used to be a daytime shift at Coffine Gurunaru has now become a full-day class. When I still have some free time, I run to the playground, don a heavy cotton wool doll costume, and hand out stacks of flyers.
Su Gaofei secretly followed every day, the playground was full of people, and a clumsy doll was pushed and stumbled in the dense flow of people. There may be people who are interested in dolls and point as they pass by, but never give a damn about the flyers in the hands of the dolls. I worked for a few hours, and the winter was covered with sweat in a strict doll costume. He took off his hood and pursed his lips with a tired but strong face.
At these times, Su Gao Feiyong could only hide somewhere and clench his fists and watch, a completely incompetent spectator.
What can I do? What can you do on your own?
To beg the sister who has traveled through to "never met"? Even if she can pull down this cheek and ask for money to Park Renjing, but she is so strong, is she really willing to accept it?
But what about doing nothing? Can you really watch her even step on that stage before she really makes sense, and say goodbye forever?
Among the female trainees in the company, she and Taeyeon's singing skills are the most outstanding, and they belong to the stage, and Su Gaofei has made such a conclusion more than once, and even now he has never wavered. It belongs to the stage!
Thinking so, as if he had made up his mind, he finally looked at her again, turned and ran towards his residence.
After the cold was cured, he really ran like a fly. Get on the bus, get off the bus, and keep running.
Rushing into the house is a good rummag. The house that had been decently tidied up before has become a very familiar, warm and warm pig barn.
"Found it." It's not that the voice of excitement after trying to achieve the goal is a little dry.
It's a passbook, a little old, and it looks old. I watched it silently for a long time, and I was stunned. It wasn't until he was awakened by the sound of the wind beating on the window that his consciousness regained his body, and he sighed deeply and slowly spread out the passbook. "Seventeen million won." His fingertips stroked lightly, and he muttered a little sentimentally, "Dad, Mom......"
Although it is no longer the original son, certain emotions belong to this body. 17 million won, which is the value of two lives in the accident, is a somewhat cheap claim, and it has been saved for so many years and has never thought of using it.
But what's the use of hiding it well.
Su Gaofei lowered his head, and his slightly longer bangs blocked all the light that tried to hit his face, and the compound shadows covered all the expressions on his face layer by layer.
"Are you stupid now that you were so shrewd when you played with women? For the dead, forgetting is the best gift for them. ”
The hand holding the passbook trembled, and the mouth was full of indifference, but the body was in tears, and the tears the size of beans and soybeans hit the passbook, which seemed to be the words of the body's original consciousness to the "new owner of the dove occupying the magpie's nest", silently resisting.
Su Gaofei said it so indifferently and ruthlessly, he originally wanted to reduce his guilt when he embezzled the money, but he didn't expect it to backfire, and the guilt was even worse.
The body was flowing with its own tears, and Su Gao was at a loss and powerless to stop it. I thought my ex was a merciless man, but it turned out that everyone was not as easy as they seemed to live. lived alone early, and when other people's children could hold their parents' hands and be coquettish and willful, he could only stand lonely and helpless and envious behind everyone and watch.
O lonely man, O lonely man......
How could someone who has no story write a song like that.
Su Gaofei seemed to recognize his predecessor for the first time, except for shock, it was all a trace of sourness, a clump, shallow and deep, faint and thick.
Infected by the body, I finally cried loudly, accepted the tears of the body's own assertions, and accepted the father's love and mother's love that only existed in my memory.
The melody of grief and urgent need to vent is stuck in my heart, tears are still flowing, my throat is blocked, I can't speak when I open my mouth, and when I look up, I see the only thing in the whole room that will be sorted out and cared for regularly, like a drought man seeing a water source, staggering to the piano.
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