Chapter 67: Think, You (1)

I came back from the hospital.

In that small, empty and cold apartment, I took a shower, wet my long hair, draped over my shoulders, and dressed in a pink lace nightdress, thin suspenders, and half of my white breasts, which were clearly laid out there.

Then, I stood at the window, motionless, looking out the window at the night.

At this time, the sky saw only a small patch, a black curtain, the moon was very light, yellow, like an orange, and a few small stars were sparsely around it, all of which disappeared together, like desperate and bloodshot eyes.

I stood in front of the window and watched for a long, long time.

Finally, I sighed softly and pulled down the white linen curtains, and the brilliant flickering lights outside the window became faint in an instant.

At this time, I was lonely—a loneliness that stretched its tentacles everywhere in the dark night, like the feet of a creeper, attacking me, my heart, and my body. This kind of attack makes me extremely anxious, like a hole, boundless.

At this time, I was very lonely and helpless.

I lay in bed, unable to sleep, tossing and turning.

The bed was huge. Layers of lace, soft and extravagant.

This bed reminds me often of a TV series about Yang Guifei. At that time, Yang Yuhuan was not Li Longji's concubine, but also the concubine of King Shou. Shouwang loves Yang Yuhuan very much, in order to let her dance as she wants, so he asked someone to create a gorgeous bed that is unique in the world.

On that big bed, the young Shouwang and the young Yang Yuhuan performed the ultimate love. It's a pity that that love, because Li Longji, who is the emperor, can't last forever.

Does Li Longji love Yang Yuhuan?

Maybe love, but Li Longji is more about himself.

When Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan were in love, they also had an oath of "being a winged bird in heaven and a branch in the earth", but together with the storm, the catastrophe came, and Li Longji immediately killed Yang Yuhuan with his own hands to protect his position. It can be seen that love, in the minds of men, is not the only one.

In Jiang Ziyu's mind, love is not his only one.

Before, Jiang Ziyu said to me:

"Singing can be my life's work. But, I don't want to be like this, just like this, singing in a bar for a lifetime, I'm not reconciled. I hope that one day, I can become a popular singer, with countless fans following, and people everywhere I go will be around me asking for autographs. ”

Jiang Ziyu's idol is his brother Leslie Cheung.

He dreams that he can be famous, can become a superstar, release records, hold concerts, make movies, has many fans, and everywhere he goes, there are people around him asking for autographs, and he has a beautiful life.

Jiang Ziyu said:

"Love and career are both ranked first in my life, and they are indispensable. ”

I asked:

"What if love and career can only choose the same?"

Jiang Ziyu replied categorically:

"I didn't have a choice, I had to ask for both. ”

I asked:

"You can't have both, you have to choose the same. ”

Jiang Ziyu was reluctant to choose:

"I'm just going to have both! It's like left-handed and right-handed, I don't have a choice. ”

Jiang Ziyu longed, with a yearning face:

"Xiao Ke, after I became famous and made a lot of money, you can be Mrs. Kuo at home with peace of mind, you don't have to do anything, you walk the dog every day, play cards, beauty and beauty, how to be extravagant, how to □□ how to □□, I am willing to work hard for you, to be a cow and a horse. ”

I giggled and asked:

"After you become famous, will you abandon me and find a beautiful young lover?"

Jiang Ziyu said:

"No, it won't. You will always be my only woman. We love all our lives, until the day we get old, our teeth fall out, we can't move, and we go to see God. ”

Jiang Ziyu's words were still ringing in his ears, as if he had just said them yesterday.

However, today's Jiang Ziyu is unable to realize his dream.

(To be continued)