Chapter 233: Suicide next to the concert

"The lights at the entrance of the alley flickered on and off"

"The sweet coffee in my hand has cooled"

"The corners of the mouth inadvertently leak thoughts"

"Condensation in front of the window in a daze"

"Actually, I don't like long nights"

"Because you have more plots"

…… (Excerpt from – Hibernation)

On the stage where the lights are shining, a woman wearing a long-sleeved dress and revealing her slender jade hands holds the microphone in her small hands, closes her eyes and sings affectionately.

She bared her fair legs and sat on the piano, and a man in a gown played a beautiful melody to her.

The black long-sleeved clothes set off her fair face, which was as beautiful and beautiful as a goddess descending to earth, which made people yearn for it, but they didn't dare to approach.

The stage was filled with a dense crowd of people listening to the song quietly and waving glow sticks in their hands.

Instead of shouting loudly or dancing, everyone immersed themselves in the music, swaying their glow sticks neatly to form a wave of colorful waves.

The woman's voice paused, and the sound of everyone's heartbeat seemed to calm down at this moment, and then, she pursed her thin lips, got down from the piano, opened her mouth slightly, and sang with all her strength:

"Look, spring butterflies"

"Look at it trembling and leaping"

"The wind and the warm sun tilt"

"But the cold season"

……

There seemed to be a strange magic in the woman's voice, which made many people cry unconsciously.

"The Last Page in the Story"

"The past and the time overlap"

"I used all the words to describe it"

"Can't Leave You Rest"

……

The women sang loudly, and fireworks erupted from both sides of the stage, dyeing the entire dark night sky with beautiful colors.

She tapped the floor of the stage and walked to the front of the stage step by step, her petite body standing alone, making people feel pity.

What kind of experience can make her singing voice convey such a heart-rending feeling?

No, no one knows.

Many viewers shed two lines of tears inexplicably, and some even pressed the phone number that had not been contacted for a long time, but after being connected, they were speechless for a long time, just crying silently.

There was also a silence on the other side of the phone, and he just asked lightly: You... How are you doing lately?

On a high platform not far from here.

Unlike the starry sky in the night sky, and the bustle of the city, there is only a dark silence and a tower with red dots.

From a distance, there appeared to be a figure standing on the edge of the platform, her black hair blown up, but its owner didn't seem to care about her makeup.

"Tut~Tut~Tut..."

There was a flurry of unanswered voices from the phone, and the woman smiled softly as if she didn't care, laughing a little freely.

She took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of golden and blue eyes, as if looking a little blankly ahead.

The woman's facial features are exquisite, her bangs are blown by the breeze, a few strands of hair flutter gently, and the corners of her mouth slowly curve, revealing a poignant smile.

The eyes kept looking ahead, the pupils kept focused on the front, not blinking, and not looking in other directions.

"This song is so good..."

The woman closed her eyes, her hands open, as if she had unloaded all her strength, and two lines of tears quietly slid down her face.

Without a trace of hesitation or temptation, she leaned forward and jumped straight down.

"My life, that's it, I'm tired too..."

The wind blew on her face, blowing a few tears as dazzling as diamonds, and this was the time when she felt the most relaxed, and death was perhaps a relief.

"Huhu~"

The woman's figure continued to descend in the air, faster and faster, and it seemed that she could already meet her and crash into the ground and turn into a blood-colored watermelon.

Instantly!

The dots of light are combined into the appearance of a person, and the light connects each point of light, and finally the light flashes, and a person appears in front of the woman.

"When you first arrived, were you ready to jump off the building? What an interesting start. ”

Aya Xiaocheng hugged the woman, and at the same time, a silver knife appeared in his hand, and he stuck it hard against the wall, kicking up bursts of dust.

With this cushion, the two of them slowly fell down, the sharp silver knife cut through the heavy concrete wall, and some of the iron plates made a clicking sound, and they were instantly cut in half, as weak as tofu.

On the stage of a concert.

Black with some gray hair gently scattered on the woman's shoulders, she slowly lowered her head, the curtain behind her was suddenly opened, and a huge tree appeared in everyone's eyes.

This unprecedented picture made the audience in surprise and couldn't close their mouths.

They all sighed that the organizer was so rich that he could make such a grand picture, and it was the first time he had seen such a huge tree at a concert.

This huge tree is not as green as usual, but brown roots and snow-white branches, and it looks like a large tree made of snow.

If you look closely, you can see that there are not fruits or flowers, but snow-white snowflakes.

Snowflakes fall slowly with the night breeze, as if Christmas is coming, covering the whole sky and the whole land in snow.

The audience in the audience held the snowflakes and felt the coolness on them, and now it is September 25th, and it is not yet winter, but it gives people a cold and cold feeling.

The woman slowly raised her head, wiped away the tears in the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, held the microphone tightly, and touched the softest part of people's hearts with the saddest voice.

"Listen, the snow of the winter solstice"

"You listen to it hide the choking"

"In a world without you"

"No more hibernation from you"

……

"Xueqin! Xueqin! Xueqin! ”

As the last word fell, the audience shouted the woman's name in a fierce hysterical manner like a flood.

Xueqin covered her chest with one hand and calmed down the excitement in her heart before putting the microphone in front of her lips and whispering, "Thank you for your support, and welcome to the last concert of my tour on December 25." ”

And not far from this noisy concert.

With a bang, the smoke and dust blew up, Aya Xiaocheng landed smoothly, and the woman who was held in his arms held her hands nervously, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

"Who are you?"

Jin Muyin's voice was a little trembling, looking a little scared, obviously she had already decided to commit suicide, but why did she still let me live...

"My name is Aya Xiaocheng, I am your wishing spirit, if you want to ask me why I am here, it is because you are going to commit suicide by jumping off the building, I must stop you."

Aya Xiaocheng said solemnly that he suddenly appeared beside her just now because of the special skill of the wishing spirit, which can be teleported to Jin Muyin's side at any time.

"Wishing spirits? Huh..."

The corners of Jin Muyin's mouth twitched slightly, what is this, Wishing Spirit? What is the name of this strange one? She couldn't figure it out.

Could this be another MLM term?

At this time, Aya Xiaocheng realized that her eyes had been looking ahead, and she felt that she had the illusion that she had not seen herself, and these heterochromatic eyes looked a little strange.

Jin Muyin walked out of Aya Xiaocheng's arms, patted the wrinkled clothes, clenched her right fist, and swung it out in one go!!

And then...

"Oops!"