Licheng Twilight

Chapter 75

My physical condition went from good to bad, and the treatment lasted on and off for a year. The moment I walked out of the hospital, I suddenly felt like a world away.

I was actually cured. Even though my heart function was only level two, it was enough for me to live like a normal person.

It is a miracle that I have no missing arms or legs.

I was very happy, so I called Ah Chen and told him that I would be able to return to China soon. He was so happy that he almost cried. I know that he has been worried about me all these years, although he never said it.

He hesitated for a while, then told me that she went to France, a month ago.

I was silent, and only after a while did I hum to express my understanding.

He said that she has decided to start her own life, she has a goal she wants to work towards, a dream she wants to realize, and she will live for herself in the days to come.

He said, Ah Che, do you understand, Ah Mu, she is already different.

I understand, how could I not understand.

It's because I understand too well.

Perhaps her life would be better without my participation.

I wonder if it's time for me to let go.

I came back and she left.We are destined to pass by.

So be it.

They start each other's lives.

I didn’t go on to college, I entered the entertainment circle, started as a trainee from the bottom, then became a singer, made music independently, practiced without sleep and food, and created. Half a year later, I released my first album.

Every song in the album is written and composed by myself. After careful consideration, I sent it to several music masters for their advice. After repeated changes, deletions, and additions, it was officially released.The response was pretty good, I don’t remember how many copies I sold, but I remember being very happy at the time, because I was recognized and my music was recognized.

I really want to call her and share all this with her, but when I pick up the microphone, I hesitate, I don't know what identity and appearance I should face her, what should I say to her, say A hello, and then the two of them are talking about some irrelevant topics, or an awkward silence from beginning to end, but no matter what, it's not what I want.

I don't even know what I want.

I think I'm lost.

This makes me miserable.

You can only divert your attention and devote more time and energy to music.The sales of my records are constantly refurbished, and I have also won many awards, big and small. I have learned to be used to seeing my posters everywhere I go, learning to keep a generous and decent smile at all times, and learning to deal with the difficult questions of those reporters. This is not difficult for me. The environment I lived in since I was a child has already forced me to learn some hypocritical things.

It's just that I started to like to be alone, like to sit alone on the roof and miss someone quietly, like to recall the past days, I think I may really be getting old.

Isn't it, my days are still going on, but I have begun to indulge in memories.

This is really not a good sign.

I secretly ran to France again. When the plane landed, the sky was only slightly bright. I took a taxi to her downstairs. Sitting in the car, I saw the lights in her room turned on, and there was a black shadow projected on her. On the curtain, she was busy in the kitchen for a while, and then went downstairs with a backpack on her back, a small piece of bread in her mouth, she kept walking, but her eyes were on the French book in her hand, and she was not very proficient in French.

She was going down the stairs. When she was on the last two steps, she thought there was only one step, and then stepped on it with one foot. Her body lost her center of gravity. She staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

I put my hand on the door switch reflexively, paused there, and quickly retracted it.

She stroked her chest, looking as if she had just settled in shock.

Then he straightened up, walked away with a little bounce, and quickly disappeared at the intersection around the corner.

She seems to be doing well.

That's it.

I looked away and said to the driver, please go to the airport.

Every two months, I will go to France, sometimes I can stay here for a whole day, then I will wear big sunglasses and a peaked cap, and quietly follow her 20 meters away, a long distance , just enough for me to see her appearance clearly, she has some slight changes, her hair has been shortened, the bangs on the left are a little longer, slightly covering the eyelashes of the left eye, every time she bows her head, she will habitually I tried to pull it behind my ear, but I couldn't.She is sitting among a group of French people, her long black hair is particularly eye-catching, and her gentle temperament is a typical oriental girl. I saw her chatting happily with them, and she often shook her shoulders when she was teased, but More often, due to schedule reasons, I only have a few hours, except for the flight time, I can only stay here for ten minutes, I learned to smoke, forget when I learned it, and then I just stood downstairs smoking endlessly while looking at her darkened window, and she fell asleep.I thought I could hear her steady, shallow breathing.

One day in the middle of the night, I suddenly received a call from France, saying that she was in a car accident and is now in the hospital.

I was frightened, got dressed in a hurry and went out to buy the earliest flight to France.

When she got there, she had finished the operation, and my friend in France helped to contact the best surgeon. The doctor said that she had a fractured tibia and a slight concussion on her head. She had already done CT and X-rays. , the injury is not serious, it has been treated.

After the doctor finished speaking, I moved my fingers, only to realize that I had been maintaining the same posture, and my body was somewhat paralyzed.

When I went to her ward, she was still sleeping. I sat on the edge of the bed and gently held her hand. I spoke with some difficulty, and I said, I am really worried. I will stay by your side and take care of you, okay?
There was no response, she fell asleep and couldn't hear.

The cell phone in her pocket vibrated, it was from my sister, her voice was crying, she said, Ah Che, come back soon, Grandpa fainted!

If I can, I really want to stay by her side and wait for her to wake up, and then tell her that I am worried, and tell her that I want to be by her side.But I can't, now grandpa needs me more than she does.

I think I once again chose to pass up the chance to get back to her.

She was discharged from the hospital after half a month. I contacted her attending doctor. The doctor said that she is recovering well and there is no need to worry too much.I calmed down and began to take care of my grandfather wholeheartedly. This time, my grandfather was seriously ill. He stayed in the hospital for almost three months before he was allowed to leave the hospital.

I have grown up, and I should learn to take on the responsibilities that I should bear.

My music career is in full swing, and the schedule is getting more and more full. I went to a small town in England to shoot the MV for the main album of my new album. When I returned home, many fans and friends came to pick me up. I was very touched, but I didn’t expect this There was a riot and a girl was knocked to the ground and nearly trampled.

I walked over, and the crowd was separated into one lane. I squatted down and picked up her mobile phone and handed it to her. She raised her head, smiled and said thank you to me.

I looked at her face, and my whole body froze for a moment.

Didn't Ah Chen say that she would not return to China in two months, but why did she appear here at this time!
I stared blankly at her, the shocked expression was mostly covered by the wide sunglasses, she looked at me with a very strange look, and then asked me, do we know each other?
do we know each other?What a joke.

She hurt her foot and I took her to the hospital.When passing through the crowd, I heard a girl saying, Sky is so kind to fans, he is indeed an idol worthy of liking.

I can only smile wryly.

What should I say, she is not my fan, she is someone I have loved for seven years, but now this person asks me, who are you?

Fate really loves to play tricks on people.

She was very wary of me and very indifferent, but I almost couldn't help wanting to get close to her and touch her. She frowned and looked a little depressed and uncomfortable, which hurt me deeply.

She remembered everyone, but she forgot me alone.

I quickly contacted the doctor in France, and he said that the possibility of selective amnesia was not ruled out, and suggested that I should take her to the hospital for an examination.

I considered it again and again, but gave up.

I don't want to force her, and I can't force her, I have no such right.

If you really forget, then forget it.I just remember.Or, this is an opportunity, a chance for me and her to start over.

I think of a movie called "50 First Dates" I once watched. I used to think that the man named Henry was very unlucky. He had to re-acquaint and fall in love with his girlfriend as a stranger every day. How tired, but now, I think he is really lucky, because he has so many opportunities, the opportunity to start again with the one he loves.

She found a job in Licheng Central Hospital. For the convenience of work, she found a house outside and moved out, but she would still go home to live on weekends.

I started to look for her frequently, and I could feel that she was hiding from me. I had no choice but to go directly to the place where she lived to find her.

She was on duty and didn't come back all night. I spent the whole night in the recording studio yesterday. I really couldn't drive the car and didn't have the energy to run around anymore, so I just stood by the door and took a nap while waiting for her.

Unexpectedly, he fell asleep.

When I woke up, she was opening the door lightly. Our current relationship should be regarded as friends. She politely asked if she wanted to cook for me. My drowsiness faded away, and a carp stood up and said I was coming .

My cooking skills have improved a lot compared to four years ago, because for a long time after she left, I almost never had enough to eat. At that time, I realized that I was really attracted by her over the past few years. Spoiled by caring.Later, there was really no other way, so I had to buy a cookbook by myself and study it carefully in the kitchen. After such a long time, my cooking skills have improved a lot.

Now, it's my turn to take care of her.

She declined, joking that I don't want your kitchen to burn down.

I was stunned, and realized that she had already rolled up her sleeves and entered the kitchen. After sitting on the sofa for a while, I felt a little thirsty, so I stood up and opened the refrigerator to get something to drink.

When I saw the neat rows of food in the refrigerator, I was stunned, and then my mind uncontrollably played back her every move these days.

I think I have found the answer.

But this answer makes me sad.

She obviously remembers everything, but she chose to pretend to forget, she no longer wants to have anything to do with me.

She made dinner in the kitchen for half an hour while I struggled in the living room for half an hour.

I thought about pretending I didn't know anything, but in the end I decided to lay it all out and say, I think it's for the best, and I want to fight for it.

We had a hard time talking, and to be precise, it was a real torture of the heart.

She said she didn't want me anymore, not because she didn't want me, but because she couldn't afford it.

She said that she was hurt to death by me, and she didn't want to experience that feeling again.

Her expression is very painful, I feel very distressed, I think she is right, I am really too selfish.

But I really have no way to hand her over to someone else, I don't worry, I don't care about the hard work, I don't care about the fear, I will be very good to her, so good that even if she hates me, she won't let me go.

I'm so selfish.

After I said all of this, she looked at me with a complicated expression, and then scolded me for the first time, saying Ye Tianche, you fucking bastard!
He gritted his teeth scoldingly.

You're right, I nod, I'm such a fucking bastard.

(End of this chapter)