My 26-year-old Female Tenant

I don't believe it at all, the woman approaching me at this time is Mi Cai, but she is indeed not something I imagined, because her white scarf fluttering in the wind is so real, but because of the distance and the people walking one after another Crowd, I can't see her face clearly...

Her walking posture and perfect figure are so similar to Mi Cai, although I don’t believe that she is Mi Cai, but I don’t believe in the stingy creator who is willing to spend time to create so many perfect women, so I Standing up from the grass expectantly, she wanted to see her for real, but she turned her back, reached out and stopped a taxi, and quickly disappeared into the dim lights.

She had already gone away, and I was still watching, and then the unstoppable sense of loss hit me hard again. It took me a long time to wake up, and I hurriedly took out my mobile phone from my handbag, wanting to call her, Make sure it's her.

  However, the reality once again gave me helplessness, because I attended Li Xiaoyun's wedding, and after returning home because of drunkenness, I even fell asleep.

  That's fine, even if it's really rice color, how can I bring this mess to tarnish her beauty? ...Maybe, in her eyes, I have always been stalwart and tall, instead of this down-and-out man with thin clothes and the smell of eggs.

  Consoling myself in this way, the sense of loss finally eased, but the cruel reality was once again in front of me. This night, where should I go to find a place where I can live and live in peace?

  Or, just stay by the moat overnight? ...It's unrealistic, and if I did, my story would be over without waiting until the next morning.

Carrying my handbag, I wandered the noisy streets, only regretting that I don’t have a guitar now, otherwise an impromptu road show will definitely bring me some income. If I’m lucky enough, I’ll even have the travel expenses back to Suzhou .

In this city where I was raised, the only people I can turn to for help are my relatives, or some friends who have gradually become neglected. I don’t want to bother anyone, let alone trouble Li Xiaoyun, because it’s her newlyweds right now. night of.

  .......

At the end of the block, the lights are no longer so dazzling, and a piano store that has not yet closed is also eye-catching. I stood opposite and looked inside. The boss was cleaning the guitar. I stepped on the cigarette **** that I had smoked. Then walked into the piano shop...

The boss's eyebrows were a little downcast, he seemed to be looking at me, but he didn't seem to be looking at me. In order to let him feel my presence, I first said: "Good evening, boss, I want to borrow a piano from you, can you see it? "

  Maybe he has never seen a guest like me, and finally looked up at me, smiled and said: "I only have sold violins here, and I have never borrowed violins."

I took out a few packs of high-end cigarettes from Li Xiaoyun’s wedding from my bag, put them on the cabinet in front of him, and said, “These packs belong to you, and I’ll lend you the piano for an hour. …”

  The boss was a little moved and asked, "Are you a wandering singer? Why don't you have your own piano?"

In this city where I have lived for more than ten years, I was called a wandering singer by others, and I felt a bitterness in my heart again. I just felt that this time, I was really uprooted. I didn’t even have a home. Even my life has been torn apart, maybe I am really wandering, so I replied: "Yes, a wandering singer even lost his piano, how desperate you are."

   "I can't see the downfall of our industry the most. Go and choose a piano, but don't leave my sight."

I nodded and picked a guitar. The boss prepared a power supply and a speaker for me tacitly. When I was about to go out, he only kept a pack of cigarettes and threw the extra to me, saying: " Wandering singers have a lot of hard days, so you keep the cigarettes, and when you are hard, you can relieve your worries."

I said "thank you" and then put on the guitar pick, and tried the guitar sound by fingerstyle, and the effect was not bad. The owner of the piano shop looked at me and nodded, saying: "I can fingerstyle! It's awesome. !...It seems that I have played guitar for many years, but at first I really misunderstood that it was another scam!"

  While I was adjusting the guitar, I replied: "Musical instruments are the least worth cheating. If you have some, you will have them, and if you don't have them, you won't need them. It's just an accident that I asked you to borrow them!"

   "Makes sense!"

I closed my eyes, struck the guitar board, plucked the guitar strings at the same time, and used the slap technique, the classic melody of "Hotel California" radiated from my fingertips, and my heart followed the melody trembling...

I didn't open my voice, I sang in a tearing way, every word in the lyrics is full of my words, I'm really tired, I need a place like "Hotel California", to rest, to go To mend the broken soul, so I choked up while singing... I closed my eyes, unwilling to look at all the vain things in this world with my eyes.

I don't know if there are passers-by who were moved by my singing, and I don't know if there are banknotes thrown in front of me... But it doesn't matter anymore. At this moment, I am immersed in the music I made, looking for a piece of music. Habitat...I was even afraid, singing this song to the end, I was indeed escaping from reality, because the huge reality could not store my subtle beliefs.

  But time, it will pull everything to the end arbitrarily, so I sang this song to the end, I was in pain, and then I had the urge to smash the piano......

I have always lived for my temperament, and it has never changed. Therefore, I have long forgotten that the violin in my hand belongs to someone else and was borrowed. He smashed the piano to the ground, and there were screams from all around... The crowd avoided it one after another.

  The owner of the piano store yelled: "Damn... I know why you don't have a piano... you smashed it!"

Holding the broken guitar in my hand, I was panting violently... I also regretted that I hurt the trust of the boss and a good piano, but I was really happy, those accumulated in my body Anger and grievances seem to flow out with my sweat... This time, I seem to have beaten my **** life! From head to toe, full of the thrill of counterattack.

The crowd quickly dispersed because of my madness, but a figure was standing not far away. She was wearing a white scarf, her hands were calmly put in the pockets of her jacket, but her eyes never left me... .. On this bizarre night, I never thought that we would cross the distance of space, be so close, and look at each other so truly.

Maybe, she will take me to live in a hotel like Hotel California...Maybe, she will compensate me for the damaged guitar...But I look forward to it, embracing the real She, melted her into my battered heart.

  A warm current dispelled the darkness and cold, roaring towards me......