If you can love like this

Chapter 29

"Why don't I care? I won't marry myself casually. We want to hold a perfect wedding. The wedding must be a combination of Chinese and Western styles. We must worship the heavens and the earth and ask the Almighty God to betroth me to you and give us Happiness. Also, I want to personally participate in the decoration of the wedding. I want to arrange the scene into a sea of ​​flowers. From the entrance to the stage, a long red carpet will be laid. Our huge photos will be hung in every corner of the scene. The wedding While it's going on, you have to announce to the world that you love me and never regret it. Oh, by the way, you also have to play one of my favorite pieces for me live, and then ask me to dance..."

Geng Mochi laughed, "This is too embarrassing!"

"Haven't we done less shameful things? And..."

Before I finished my words, he leaned over and pressed his lips to my lips, sealing my mouth with a long and meaningful kiss.I stretched out my arms to hook his neck, and responded enthusiastically, the biting cold wind instantly became warm.I was dizzy in my head, my figure seemed to be supported by a cloud, I was about to fly, I was flying, every nerve and every cell in my body was full of joy...

Maybe this is the love I want, there is no reason, indiscriminate, once two irrational people collide, all defenses and beliefs will become blurred.For three years, we have loved each other and hurt each other. We can’t see the direction and can’t find the way out. We don’t know how to accept and how to give. In the end, there is no redemption.But at this moment I decided, even if the price of love is to be burned to ashes, I will go to him unrepentantly, and I will love if I love, no matter right or wrong, I just listen to my heart.

In fact, just now, I really wanted to tell him about my pregnancy, but I swallowed the words again.The show was only a few days away, and I didn't want to distract him, so I decided to tell him after his show was over, it was only two days late, it wouldn't get in the way.I comfort myself like this.

But Turgenev said, "Happiness doesn't care about tomorrow, happiness doesn't care about yesterday; happiness doesn't remember the past, and doesn't think about the future; happiness exists only in the present—not even the whole day, but the moment in front of you. "Later when I thought of this sentence, I felt a deep sense of fate. I really missed it. I hesitated for a moment before it was too late. Before I had time to run towards him, I fell into the bottomless trap. Abyss, broken bones...

Geng Mochi's performance was inexplicably stopped two days later and passed the review inexplicably. Qi Shuli also knows that using this matter to punish Geng Mochi will not only deepen the conflict between me and him, but also make him appear very immeasurable.He is quite conceited. If there were a hundred ways to deal with Geng Mochi, he would definitely choose the one that is upright and highly technical. The tricks behind the scenes are too childish, and it will lower the high IQ of President Qi Da, so he will lose money. If he tried it once, he wouldn't try it a second time.

Thankfully, the concert was a success, and there was thunderous applause as the red velvet curtain slowly drew back.Geng Mochi was dressed in a black tuxedo and sat next to the piano in the center of the stage. A beam of light hit him from top to bottom. The melodious sound of the piano began to resound in the hall, and the theme song of LOVE slowly flowed.I believe that music has a soul, and music permeates the human soul, and only the collision between souls can be so soul-stirring. Geng Mochi's music has the penetrating power to shock the soul.He is not playing the piano with his hands, he is playing with his heart, he is talking, expressing, venting, and every note is his confession to the world.

Because I understand, it hurts, how can I not hurt, only I know the desolation behind the glitz of that person on the stage.Thinking of what he once said to me, I finally understand that the great sorrow of an artist is loneliness.I know that he is lonely at the moment, even though there are so many audiences, he is still lonely, but he has no choice, a person like him, born in such an environment, can only walk involuntarily. the end of the road.He knew that he could not go to the end, because the road was drawn in the wrong direction and angle from the beginning...

I was crying all the time, but fortunately, Milan was handing out tissues.

I invited Milan, and she seemed to be moved by Geng Mochi's performance, her eyes full of appreciation. During the intermission, she handed me a tissue and said with emotion: "Bai Kaoer, why are you always so lucky!"

"Is my makeup smudged?" I asked her, sobbing in confusion.Milan glanced at me, "They're all pandas!" She looked behind strangely, and whispered in my ear, "Qi Shuli is here."

I froze, Milan motioned me to look behind.

I turned my head and looked over, and sure enough, I saw Qi Shuli sitting a few rows behind. When he saw me looking back at him, he nodded and greeted me with a smile.I glared at him and turned my head away from him.

"Who made him come!" Thinking of the unhappiness that happened before, I became angry.

Milan said sourly: "So you are so lucky. You have a radiant man like Geng Mochi who loves you, and you have a spare tire like Qi Shuli waiting for you. Bai Kaoer, if you say you are unlucky, there is no reason for you!"

"Spare tire?" I never thought of applying such words to Qi Shuli.

Milan replied to me: "Yes, a spare tire, a spare tire with super high gold content!"

I didn't make a sound, Milan's unconcealed jealousy made me very uncomfortable.I thought she and I had already repaired the relationship, but I ignored it. If there is a rift between the two of us, no matter how we repair it, we will not be able to return to the beginning.I just feel powerless, gaining love but losing friendship, this is not what I want, but I also understand that people's hearts are the most complicated, I am not Milan, I can't understand what she thinks, and she is not me, she will not understand what I yearn for Love has always been pure, without any utilitarianism.The difference between the two has always been there, but now it is more obvious. No matter how much I express my view on love, she may not believe it. Instead, she will think that I am hypocritical and hypocritical. I have no way to discuss this topic with her in depth. up.

Once a lot of things get out of control, there is nothing I can do to stop them.Just as I was thinking wildly, the performance hall burst into applause, and Geng Mochi returned to the stage after a short break backstage. Only then did I regain my mood and enjoy the second half of the performance.

Incomparable performance, people are immersed in it and can't bear to end it.

But the performance was finally coming to an end, and the master of ceremonies finally asked Geng Mochi what song he wanted to play the most at this moment.He replied: "What I want to play most is the following "Heart Strings". This is my personal favorite private work and has never been played in public. I want to play this piece at some special time in the future, and I hope she likes it."

"Oh, what is a special time in the future?" asked the beautiful female emcee.

"She knows." Geng Mochi replied with a mysterious smile.

The audience burst into warm applause, obviously the audience would agree, and the master of ceremonies also laughed, "We bless you!"

The applause lasted for a long time.

Geng Mochi sat down by the piano amid the applause, took a deep breath and began to play his last piece of the night, "Heartstrings".It's not that I haven't heard him play this piece before, but it's the first time I heard him play it in such a public place, and I burst into tears instantly.This is a piece that was born to be played on the stage. The ethereal sound of the piano is like the sound of nature. I can't hear other sounds except music.

I suddenly had the desire to rush up to the stage and hug him, but I restrained it, and just wept for nothing, and I almost covered my face and wept when the audience stood up and applauded at the end of the performance.

My heart was very chaotic, very chaotic, and I couldn't sleep all night.

As soon as I close my eyes, his face is clearly shown, the boundless and deep nostalgia and love fill all the gaps in my heart, every cell expresses the desire for him, I long for him like longing for the sun He...but I can't bother him, the show is so hard, he needs to rest.I just sent him a text to congratulate him on the success of the show.I didn't say a single word about how I missed him, but there is a telepathy between lovers. He quickly replied to the text message, with only one sentence: "Your heart is like mine."

I immediately went back: "Thank you for playing the piece for me, and I will also give you a gift!"

"What gift?" he replied.

"A gift that will definitely surprise you!"

"I want it now!" He couldn't wait more than I did.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow you will receive this gift!" That's what I told him, even though he kept asking what it was and calling to ask, but I wanted to save the surprise for tomorrow.It's only one day, this "gift" can't escape, because this gift is slowly growing in my belly, it is created by us together!

In the morning, I was woken up by a phone call from Ah Qing, "Congratulations, you have reported again."

I was in a daze, thinking I was dreaming, "What are you talking about?"

Ah Qing laughed on the phone, "You'll know when you go to the street and buy a newspaper."

Could it be that I was "human flesh"?

The scare didn't matter, I lost my drowsiness, immediately put on my clothes and went straight downstairs without even washing my face.There is a newsstand at the gate of the community. I took the morning paper and the evening paper. Thankfully, the front page news had nothing to do with me, but when I opened the entertainment page, my eyes almost rolled down. Dead man's headline: Geng Mochi passionately kisses his girlfriend on the street.

Attached below the title is a photo of a long-distance kiss. The background is the river bank that night. What Geng Mochi showed was the front, and what I showed was the side. Thank God, it was the side...

"It's just a side view, why do you think that person is me?" I was so lucky, I went upstairs and called Ah Qing again, quibbling, "Why do you say it's me?"

"Hey, Kao'er, if others don't recognize you, we will not recognize you? Didn't you buy that big sack-like bag at Pinghetang last time? We all recognize you carrying it to work every day."

"Us?" I realized that the problem was serious.

Ah Qing giggled and said, "Yes, now everyone in the station has a newspaper, haha..."

I then called Geng Mochi, he seemed to have just woken up, I told him what happened, he was not surprised at all, hmm, I don't know what to say.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" I yelled angrily.

"Oh, let me ask you, should you be expelled this time?" He yawned twice on the other end of the phone, "This time even the photos have been reported, and your unit still doesn't expel you?"

"Geng Mochi!"

(End of this chapter)