Chapter 63: How Many Years of Youth (2)
"Youth is a joke for many years, of course, you have to share it with the initiator."
Chi Yu's eyes were a little confused, and Yin Qingdai's words were like broken glass, landing on his heart little by little, and the originally indifferent heart was bruised all over his body.
He suddenly remembered a lyric.
I've paid my youth for you/So many years/But I've only got you a word of fulfillment.
How desperate, how desolate.
Chi Yu felt as if he was suffering from aphasia, and he wanted to say a lot and do a lot, but in the end, he stumbled in his heart for most of the circle but ended up without a problem.
The word "I'm sorry" was too easy for him to say it lightly.
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E group debut was ridiculed by 10,000 people, it is such a group that is called unworthy of being an idol, and it has received a lot of announcements and invitations. β
Yin Qingdai was silent for a moment, as if she was thinking about it in her mind, and then spoke eloquently, her tone a little cautiously heavy.
Naturally, Chi Delirium knows.
"How strange, who has ever seen such a combination, not slender and agile like a flower, not innocent and energetic like an elf, not full of aura Chris Ma Gi
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The queens of USH. β
"Three almost ordinary people with no characteristics just made their debut-" Yin Qingdai's tone was a little self-deprecating, and Chi Yu was worried for a while.
He was tempted to retort: "You are not mediocre. β
But......
Late comfort is cheaper than grass, the child is dead and you come to milk, hindsight is a very annoying thing.
He didn't want Yin Qingdai to hate him anymore.
"To be honest - we still brushed a lot of faces in the first three months of our debut, and if the program team wants to be hot, we will send heat, and the price is so low that it is more cost-effective than hiring a makeup artist, and the effect of hard-working variety shows is enough."
"I still don't fight back after ridiculing two sentences, in the backstage, in the dressing room, in the props team, and even in the director." Yin Qingdai froze, suddenly raised her eyes and stared at Chi Yu brightly, and smiled, "I've heard harsh and straightforward sarcasm and ridicule." β
This glance, this smile, is like the calmness of the snow-capped mountains collapsing without changing the face, and like the complexity of hope that can be vaguely seen in despair, like a mirage.
Yin Qingdai smiled complicatedly, and Chi Yu's heart also fluttered and sank to the bottom of the lake.
"Do you remember a thing or two?" She asked suddenly.
Chi Yu was a little caught off guard, and thought for a while, as if something was about to break through the ground in the depths of his memory, but it was only for a moment, and then it fell silent.
Suddenly, he shook his head: "No." β
Yin Qingdai didn't blame him, but smiled generously: "If you say sorry again, I may turn around and leave without hesitation." β
"Good thing you didn't."
Subsequently, he didn't look at how wonderful the expression on Chi Yu's face became, he didn't seem to care at all, he just wanted to find a breakthrough, and he could see and touch the emotions that he had hidden in his heart for so many years, but he could never put them on the table.
"The first time I saw you was when the filming of that variety show started, you were surrounded by stars holding the moon and getting out of the nanny car."
She has forgotten many of the bad memories of her early years, which variety show it was, where it was filmed, and who was sorry for her.
But all the memories of Chi Delirium are shining, and they are new and abrupt in the old and yellowed memories.
Yin Qingdai said: "I can't remember many things, but I only remember your beautiful and shining eyes, fair skin, stepping on the light, and I can only look at you in the dust." β
"Maybe that's what it's often said to look back and be tempted at a glance."
Chi Yu was flustered, and he seemed to remember something: "...... I ......"
Yin Qingdai immediately glared at him: "What are you?" Shut up. β
"Did you interject? It's my memory, it's my one-man show, it's my wishful thinking, why are you interjecting? β
I don't want it, I don't want to, I don't want to chase anymore, why are you swaggering in front of me?
"......" Chi Yu was silent after all.
"At that time, I was thinking, you must be the star that many people are chasing, and even the hair smells of stars."
Thinking of this, a few traces of softness appeared in Yin Qingdai's eyes, and the corners of her mouth turned upwards unconsciously.
This memory is undoubtedly beautiful for her, and her youthful and ignorant preferences are like sweet fruit and clear water, which are sour and astringent in the mouth, but sweet in the aftertaste.
"It's not been long since I saw you again, but we barely crossed paths, and we didn't dare to cross paths with you, I tried to spy on everything about you in the dark like a dead/perverted, to see your impatience, your laughter, your unruliness."
This one-man show Yin Qingdai performed very immersively and very hard, so that Chi Yu couldn't interject and didn't dare to intervene and disturb.
He brought her nothing but a green memory that sounded ridiculous and beautiful.
Chi delusionally thought, now he must be completely annoying in Yin Qingdai's opinion, why would he let the current way he is insult the young man who has amazed the years in her memory?
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Amazing years. Chi Yu laughed again.
He is really narcissistic to the extreme, and when describing himself, he subconsciously said such unashamed words as "amazing years".
"I was thinking, you were born for thousands of favors, how can you take care of my ...... in the dust," Yin Qingdai continued.
She couldn't go on, the process of revealing her scars was not as smooth as she imagined, and she couldn't say "I didn't have a private message, I just wanted to look up to you".
She can't do it, and no one can.
Chi wanted to stop talking, but he was afraid that his abrupt interruption would cause Yin Qingdai's displeasure, so he thought about it and had to keep his mouth shut.
Right or wrong, beautiful and ugly, he is a vicious abuser, why do he pour oil on the hearts of injured people?
Innocent cruelty hurts the most.
"It would be nice if this was really the case, our identity and life are like two lines that never intersect, I look up silently, and you continue to shine pretending to shine." Yin Qingdai was a little bitter, and her throat was sour.
"Untilβ"
"Remember?" Yin Qingdai asked, "You makeup artists don't wait to see artists, I really think I'm too big, whether it's su who comes later."
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Light, you're all customers. β
The words in her memory were still so clear that she could clearly say the next sentence: "So, what's the matter with me?" β
Chi Yu's head hurt, he seemed to have said this, but he couldn't remember what year or month it was, and he couldn't remember where it was.
His brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and he was silent for a minute and a second.
Every time he was silent for a second, Yin Qingdai's heart sank an inch.
Damn it.
She felt more and more like a joke, how could this person remember, how could he remember? In the end, isn't it to confess your heart, and offer your own broken heart to let him cut it again?
If a person is not cheap, is it still called a person?
β¦β¦ But she didn't want to be hurt in Chi Yu anymore.