Chapter 38 I'm Feng'er

From the moment the music sounded, Xia Yufeng completely entered the scene of the song. The long melody is like a wisp of blue smoke in the lonely desert, flowing lightly and ethereally with the wind in the silence, and lifted a piece of missing from the bottom of Xia Yufeng's heart.

Xia Yufeng suddenly found that the words on paper that seemed to be written to him in Guo Ni's position, which were sarcastic. Yes, from that year when she held Guo Ni's hand and said she loved her, Guo Ni accepted her and believed that Xia Yufeng could give him happiness. But Xia Yufeng couldn't even give her a minimum explanation for what happened later.

Looking back, from the perspective of love, Guo Ni is not just a piece of paper for Xia Yufeng, a suitable piece of paper she met in those green years. Despite many helpless choices and reluctance, it finally became an unforgettable memory. Now, after the incubation of time, those regrets and unwillingness have evolved into square words, piled up in Guo Ni's heart and interpreted with tears all night.

So, this song is for Guo Ni and also for herself.

Because he was too involved, he sang and thought about the pain. A drop of cold water quietly slipped down the corners of Xia Yufeng's eyes, covered his cheeks, and finally flowed into his mouth. And the taste is extremely bitter.

The music stopped, but Xia Yufeng's heart was still floating...

"Papa..." From the quiet box, there was warm applause. Xia Yufeng reacted, narrowed his eyes, diluted the tears in his eyes, and then looked back at the crowd with an embarrassed face.

"Xia Yufeng, can't you sing? Oh, my God, that's too much!" Ning Xiaoru stood up from the sofa and looked at Xia Yufeng with a questioning face.

"Xia Yufeng, I'm surprised by your singing skills. It seems that we don't have to find the lead singer anymore. Singing a song, only by investing in your true feelings and touching yourself first can you touch others. You do a good job. However, I want to say that your ventilation part and the traceless conversion of true and false sounds are not very good, and people who know music can hear it.

But it doesn't matter. I'm going to arrange you for training. I think there will be no problem after a period of professional and systematic training."

Qin Zhehao, I'm very happy now. Yes, it's worth his happiness. When he found Xia Yufeng, he never thought that Xia Yufeng had the potential to be the lead singer. After all, in his plan, he only positioned him as a very reiki and may become a top lyricist, perhaps an excellent record project. Now, as both lyricist and lead singer, how can he be unhappy?

In the face of the jokes and appreciation of Ning Xiaoru and Qin Zhehao, Xia Yufeng responded very plainly. At this time, he had not recovered from the sad scene.

Everyone didn't leave until 11 o'clock in KTV. After Qin Zhehao sent Xia Yufeng and his party home, he drove away.

When she got home, Lin Yuyu asked Xia Yufeng to watch TV in the living room first. She cleaned Xia Yufeng's room first.

Looking at the neat and clean room in front of him, Xia Yufeng's heart was warm. He put down the rag in his hand, walked to the balcony, and stood on the balcony on the 12th floor, looking at Beijing, which was still brightly lit at midnight. An unspeakable thought surged up from the bottom of my heart.

He picked up the phone and dialed his uncle Xia Qiming.

"Uncle, it's me. Are you asleep? Sorry to bother you so late"

"It's okay. I haven't slept yet. How's it going?" At the other end of the phone, Xia Qiming said softly.

"Ye�, I'm fine. Uncle, I want to ask, how is my mother's situation? The last time he went home to visit his grandmother, Xia Yufeng asked Xia Qiming to help him find out his mother's whereabouts.

"I heard about it. I went to your uncle's house more than a week ago. At first, your uncle rejected me and didn't want to tell you where your mother was going, but I repeatedly told him that you wanted me to ask, so he told me reluctantly that your mother said that she was now working in a private enterprise in Guangdong. Then your uncle also gave me your mother's number. I called her the other day and she is doing well. I wanted to tell you, but your phone couldn't get through.

Oh! Xia Yufeng couldn't help patting his forehead. The last time he was kidnapped with Xue Hairuo, he lost his mobile phone. Later, he changed one, but he didn't tell his uncle the number.

"Really? Uncle, send me my mother's number later, and I'll call her tomorrow. Hearing the news of her mother, Xia Yufeng was very excited. It can be said that nothing has made him so happy during this period. Xia Yufeng and his uncle talked about the situation at home again before hanging up the phone.

After a while, Xia Yufeng's mobile phone rang, and it was Xia Qiming who sent him the number. Xia Yufeng opened it and looked at the numbers. He couldn't keep calm for a moment. Seeing that it was only a little past twelve o'clock, he thought that his mother might not have slept yet, so he couldn't wait to call her.

After the phone rang twice, the phone was picked up, and a familiar and kind voice came from the other end. Hello, Xia Yufeng heard the voice of his mother who missed day and night, and tears surged in an instant, like a broken pearl chain.

Then he said in a choked voice, "Mom, I'm Feng'er. I miss you so much. How are you doing?"

"Feng'er, my Feng'er, mom misses you too. Good boy, don't cry. No matter how much you cry, your mother will cry."

"Mom, I really miss you"

"Feng'er, my mother also misses you every day. Mom also wanted to tell you that she was sorry. Mom shouldn't have left without saying a word, but I didn't dare to tell you at that time, for fear that you would do something. Also, don't hate your father."

"Mom, let's not mention that person, okay?"

"Feng'er, your father and I have been married for more than 20 years and have not been happy. It's not easy for us to get here for so long. Now that he is divorced, he has found a suitable one, and his mother is relieved and relaxed. But I didn't expect it to cause so much harm to you. Mom really regrets it, because your parents' selfishness has made you suffer so much. Fenger, it's your mother who is sorry for you!"

"Mom, I don't blame you at all. I know you are unhappy with him, but you have been enduring it for me. Now that I have grown up, let me take care of my mother. I am now in Beijing and have found a job. I will work hard and work hard to make money. When I have the ability, I will bring you to Beijing to live together."

"You have been a sensible and filial child since you were a child, and your mother feels very happy to have your son. Fenger, do you need to pay more attention to yourself outside and want to know more about everything? And you must take good care of yourself.

Xia Yufeng and Lin Jing talked on the phone for more than half an hour. Because Lin Jing had to get up early to go to work tomorrow morning, Xia Yufeng couldn't bear to end the call with her.

After this phone call, Xia Yufeng was obviously relieved. It was also today that Xia Yufeng suddenly realized how ignorant I was before.

Xia Yufeng's parents have never had a good relationship, which he knew from the time he could remember, but he did not know how many tears his mother had suffered and shed for himself. And everything, she just kept silent and endured.

Thinking of her mother sacrificing so much for herself and working hard for this family, Xia Yufeng vowed in her heart that she would live a happy and comfortable life for the rest of her life and take good care of her to compensate her.

At night, the breeze outside the window keeps blowing, and the neon lights are shining lonely. Just then, on the balcony on the opposite floor, a couple with a little girl was drying clothes there. The man held the six- or seven-year-old girl in his arms, and the woman's face was happily drying her clothes. How warm and happy that picture is. Once upon a time, I was like that, that kind of happiness called home.

And now, without, the feelings of my parents are gone, and home and happiness have become an empty city. Thinking of this, Xia Yufeng suddenly flashed with inspiration, quickly ran back to the room, took out pen and paper, and then kept writing on the paper. After half a sound, Xia Yufeng picked up the paper full of messy handwriting with satisfaction, leaned against the chair and lit a cigarette, meditating.

I looked at the thoughtful woman on the roof

You think about the man who got drunk in the bar

The cold wind passes through the deep eyes behind you and my mask

Lonely shouting hot and cold shouting can't hurt

You defected from the siege with a vow

I spread out my palm lines to return your realistic name

It is impossible to meet and stay together again in this life

Fate to let go of its own loneliness and return to the original

A lonely empty city can't be remembered

When love is full of years and tired, you can't move

How can the kind element of love be

Watch you lose your voice in pain in the siege

The moment when fireworks bloom

When you are full of lonely tears and sincere boiling

How can love be called without weight

It also weighs you around the siege

So I didn't even ask a word about the empty city

So you turn around and would rather I be trapped

This song was written by Xia Yufeng to his parents, and also for those who no longer have feelings and break up or divorce. And it seems that it is also written for myself.