Chapter 162: Singing to Wine
Time flies, in just seven days, she seems to be living like a year, locking herself in the room, but she doesn't dare to stop, she doesn't even dare to sleep, she is really sleepy and lies on the table and squints for a while, and then she wakes up again, over and over again.
But even so, she still hopes that time can be slowed down, and slower.
Until the last night, she opened the door with a hint of expectation, the cold wind blew in, but she had no effect, no matter how warm the house was, but the heart was cold, what was this wind to her?
She went backstage, lifted the curtain a little and looked at the three on the stage, they were still working hard to perform, for the sake of Lingyin Pavilion, for their master, looking at them, the more the flame of expectation in her heart grew, if Su Ye really fell in love with her, how could she continue to keep them here.
If his doting love for himself is acting, how good is his acting skills to have no loopholes?
The sound of the piano gradually stopped, she turned to the entrance on the other side, there has been no accident in Los Angeles in recent days, and people seem to have gradually come out of the shadows of that time, so there are a lot of guests in Lingyin Pavilion today.
She waited for the last guest in the private room to leave, and then she walked out.
"Yan'er"
Hearing the sound, Lu Shaoqi was standing in the corner looking at her, his eyes full of worry.
"Shaoqi, why are you still here?"
"I want to go to you, but I'm afraid it's inappropriate, so I can only wait here" Lu Shaoqi approached her, looking at her somewhat pale face, and a touch of distress swelled up. "Yan'er, Su Ye hasn't been here?"
Mo Qingyan didn't respond, and turned to look at the location at the door. Lu Shaoqi also looked over with her, but the door was just closed, and the sound of carriages passing by could be faintly heard outside.
"Do you need me to wait with you?"
Mo Qingyan shook his head: "Shaoqi." You go back, I want to stay by myself for a while. ”
"I know" Lu Shaoqi wanted to persuade her, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.
Walking to the door, he turned back again, clutched the sword in his hand, and a strange look welled up in his expression.
"Yan'er, I still hope you can remember. Although I'm stupid and not as good as Suye, if you want to vent. I want someone to talk to, as long as you need me, as long as you say a word, I will appear. ”
Mo Qingyan looked at him. Since when. Shaoqi cares about himself so much? She had always known how caring and righteous he was, but this was the first time she had heard such words from his mouth.
They have known each other for a long time, but there are not many times to really talk together, and it is the first time that they have looked at each other like this, and there is something different in his eyes, which Mo Qingyan can see at a glance.
She was shocked in her heart, and remembered what Su Ye said before: "Although you don't think like that." But how can you be sure what he thinks? ”
When did Shaoqi become attracted to her? His previous unusually kind gestures. It turned out that she was too slow to heat up, and she never found out, but she only regarded him as a friend, just like she told Su Ye at that time.
The corners of Mo Qingyan's lips rose slightly, but there was not too much emotion in her eyes. She doesn't want to poke anything, even if it seems that she has been divorced now, theoretically she can accept other people's pursuits, but she doesn't want to, her heart can't tolerate others.
Besides, since she regards Shaoqi as a friend, she will not treat him as a stand-in when she needs company the most, which is unfair to him.
"Thank you"
She spat out a faint sentence and turned to sit down at a table near the stage, and did not turn back until she heard the door slam. A sentence overflowed in my heart: "I'm sorry"
"Yan'er"
She retracted her gaze and saw Bai Shiyu coming over, still holding a white jade wine jug in her hand.
"Would you like a drink?"
Mo Qingyan nodded, took the cup she had poured full of wine and drank it all. The wine was cold, but when it entered her throat, it was warm as if it was burning a fire in her body, but after a while, the fire was extinguished, and it overflowed with a sense of emptiness.
Without waiting for Bai Shiyu to pour it for her, she poured it herself and drank it again. Glass after glass, as if there was some addictive drug in this wine, she didn't want to stop, she didn't want to experience the feeling of emptiness that wanted to drive her crazy.
Perhaps, getting drunk is a good choice, but she is still very sober after a pot of wine. Who said that drinking alcohol is especially easy to get drunk when you are in a bad mood, why it doesn't work when you come to her.
"Little poem, I still want it."
"Okay, I'll get it." Bai Shiyu smiled lightly at her, got up to get the wine, and when she came back, she saw that Mo Qingyan had already gone to the stage, stroking the strings with one hand.
"Xiaoshi, why did you say he divorced me? Am I not good enough? Isn't it enough to be the wife of a farmer? Am I being too selfish, too self-righteous? ”
"Yan'er, don't say that, you are very good, and no one is more worthy of him than you, who can take care of that grumpy guy except you?"
"But why doesn't he want me anymore, and he doesn't even give me a reason."
"Maybe he has his own struggles."
"Bitter?" Mo Qingyan smiled bitterly and said lightly, "Maybe." ”
She raised her eyes to look at Bai Shiyu, and the corners of her lips rose slightly: "Xiao Shi, let me sing a song for you, I've known you for so long, and I haven't played it specifically for you." ”
"Good"
Mo Qingyan sat cross-legged, stroking the piano with her bare hands, and a light and bright laugh slowly overflowed.
Hongchen is ridiculous, infatuation is the most boring,
It's okay to keep your eyes open
This life is not over, but the heart is not disturbed,
I just want to get away for half a lifetime,
When you wake up, you smile at people, and you forget it all in your dreams,
Sigh that it gets dark too early,
The next life is unpredictable, love and hate are written off,
I only want to be happy until I am old,
The corners of her lips smiled, as if she was immersed in the world of singing, and her eyes also reflected a brightness, she suddenly got up, gave up playing the piano, and moved lightly.
Graceful figure, the fragrance of her cuffs overflowed the entire stage between the turns, dancing happily, she raised her hand, and a large number of pink petals appeared out of thin air in the entire front hall, falling all over the table and on the ground.
Looking at her so charmingly, Bai Shiyu in the audience couldn't laugh.
Smoke and rain and red dust, free and easy, how many people can do the life that this fairy envies in all mundane things?
Obviously I can't let go of it, but what do you say about infatuation and boredom, and everything is empty? Obviously, the love is profound, and the pain is painful, but he says that his heart is not disturbed.
Is she sarcastic about herself? Or is it comforting her?
She listened and watched, and the tears remained silently, she raised her hand to wipe them away, and shouted at the people on the stage: "Mo Qingyan, you stupid, since he doesn't come, why don't you go to him yourself, maybe, he is also waiting for you." ”
The movements of the people on the stage paused, with their backs to her, but they seemed to be awakened.
yes, why, she's stupid enough to wait here in silence, she's going to go to him, ask him for clarification, even if it's just a reason. (To be continued......)