string sound dream lovesickness

If there is still a promise of life and death in this world, I will definitely believe in that person unswervingly.No matter how the world changes, how many people around me come and go, I firmly believe that only him is the only salvation in my life.

——Mo Qingxian

At any time, people can undergo earth-shaking changes as the environment changes, so Meng Yuannian has always felt that talents are the most terrifying but most admirable creatures in the world.They stand at the top of the food chain, stepping on countless unknown bones under their feet, looking down, scorning, greedy but longing for pain, tormented and satisfied in those day after day trips.

He looked out from the covered floor-to-ceiling windows. The height of the 34th floor happened to reflect everything on the ground into a tiny existence like nothingness.The middle finger of his right hand gently held the stem of the goblet, and his index finger casually rested on the connection between the stem and the wine glass, slightly shaking the red liquid in the glass, shaking it to make him feel a little lost.

He suddenly remembered that many years ago, no, not many years, it should be ten years, three months and three days ago.890 eight days, 100 hours, or even 550 minutes, or 15 seconds ?

Oh, it has been so long.Or maybe it wasn't too long, because I was able to calculate such an accurate time. Does this prove that we haven't been apart for too long?There was a dim wall lamp in the empty room, and he carefully looked at the red wine glass in his right hand, as if he wanted to see the person he wanted to see through it.

The dim light drew bright and dim dividing lines on his face, half of which shone with a warm luster, while the other half was submerged in darkness.He is very much like himself, contradictory, decadent but endlessly alive.He suddenly thought that if, if...if he was still around, maybe our lives would be more complete, there would be no regrets, only profound consummation.

perhaps......

"In the first year, Madam's car has already arrived downstairs, do you think we..."

"Oh! So it's you, Pei Qing. Pei Qing..." Meng Yuannian regained consciousness from his trance, leaned against the French window, and looked wantonly at the person at the door, with an expression on his face. Also with a little misty meaning.

"It's me, Pei Qing. Boss Meng thought who was here." Pei Qing smiled lightly and leaned against the edge of the door casually, her normally straight shoulders rarely relaxed, "You're in a trance again, I don't know I thought you were missing some little lover."

"Oh, little lover..." Meng Yuannian raised his left hand, separated his thumb and middle finger and pressed hard on his temple, and his sleepy brain nerves regained clarity in an instant.He conveniently put the wine glass on the mahogany table beside him, and there was a clear and crisp crashing sound in the quiet room. It hurts but it seems to have fallen into a sweet sugar cave, the sweetness is cloying but the pain is silent.

"Didn't it mean that they have already arrived downstairs? Get your things ready. I'll just go down so they don't have to come up again." He frowned slightly, pulling the tie around his neck with a little impatience and helplessness, The strength of the arched fingers is distinct, as if what he is pulling is not a bow tie but some kind of shackle.The injured look is like a trapped beast, dangerous and fragile.

Pei Qing saw Meng Yuannian's expression more than once, and almost every time he was alone, he had such a face that was so painful that he would collapse the next moment.The corners of his eyes and brows were clamoring for fatigue, but he never fell down once in so many years.

Sometimes he also feels confused. Obviously, Meng Yuannian has achieved achievements that most people may not be able to achieve in a lifetime. Standing at a height that so many people may not be able to reach in their lifetime, what is there to be dissatisfied with?Or, what else could cause him to suffer so much that he lived for a while as if only skin was left?He didn't understand, not only he, but also his wife, Shao Yan, who was supposed to be closest to Meng Yuannian, didn't understand.Perhaps, these incomprehensions were also part of Meng Yuannian's pain.

During the opening and closing of the elevator, Meng Yuannian straightened his back, his stern brows and eyes returned to the cold and stern Mr. Meng who seemed to be omnipotent.Just standing there casually, the powerful aura can attack every corner everywhere.Meng Yuannian, who had returned to normal, was no longer a trapped beast looking for an exit, but a tightly packed sharp weapon, full of aggressiveness and coldness.

Shao Yan looked at the person walking towards her through the car window. It had been ten years, but to Meng Yuannian, it seemed like just a snap of the fingers.He is almost 40 years old, but time has not left too many marks on him, but he looks more mature and lingering, which makes people more fascinated.

She lowered her eyelids, and from the bottom of her heart, there was an inextricable pity, and a deep, indescribable slight hatred.She didn't even know who it was for such mixed emotions, which made people powerless.

"What about Si Xian, why didn't you come with you?" Meng Yuannian opened the car door and looked at Shao Yan who was alone, frowning slightly, his backlit face showed no joy, let alone emotions.She pursed her lips a little angrily and didn't want to answer, and the next moment she was a little self-deprecating. No matter how angry she was, Meng Yuannian would not pay attention to it.Why did she bother? For ten years, how many days and nights, she has been struggling with these expectations and disappointments.

She raised her head and wanted to tell Meng Yuannian that Si Xian won No. 1 in the piano competition this time and went to Beijing with the school overnight. Yuan Nian was already leaning on the seat and dozing off with his eyes closed, and had no intention of listening to an explanation.It seemed that it was just a routine inquiry just now, without any superfluous meaning.

Tears welled up in her eyes in an instant, her nose was so sore that she almost couldn't help crying out loud, she bit her lower lip fiercely and turned her head to look at the car window, the sudden sadness almost overwhelmed her.

She suddenly remembered that night ten years ago, they were sitting in the back seat of the car like this.He closed his eyes as if he was in deep sleep, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his lips were tight. She sat beside him and kept looking at him secretly. At that time, she was thinking, how could there be such a good-looking person in this world.

Looking at Meng Yuannian like this again now, I feel the same heartbeat, but I no longer feel that it is just good-looking.Maybe Meng Yuannian has no heart, his blood is also cold, and all his warmth is given to someone she doesn't know.

"Take a break, Si Xian didn't follow, the old man doesn't know what to do yet." Meng Yuannian closed his eyes, leaned back on the chair with his eyebrows frowned, and the narrow space made him a little upset.

"Si Xian has already been to my great-grandfather's house before he left, and there will be nothing more..." Shao Yan pursed her lips and responded dejectedly, with a tone of unconfidence that she didn't realize.She lowered her head and was ashamed to look at Meng Yuannian again, afraid to see the slightest bit of disgust and contempt in his expression.

It's been ten years, and what she should be most grateful for in these ten years is actually Meng Yuannian.Ten years sounds like a long time.It took only a few months for the Shao family to go from prosperity to decline, and from the initial jumping up and down asking for help to the final collapse, it seemed to be just overnight.

Every time she goes back to the old house, it feels like she is on the battlefield. She has never been afraid of physical torture. The only thing she fears is that Meng Yuannian will pay less and less attention to her, fearing that Meng Yuannian will look down on her more and more. She was afraid that Meng Yuannian would put her on the same scale as the old house in his heart.

For ten years, the Shao family has been entangled with him like a gangrene, and he can't get rid of it or get rid of it.Clinging to Meng Yuannian firmly like a vampire, he didn't stop for a moment.However, Meng Yuannian has been indulging or even letting go, and never complained for even a second.

Thinking about it this way, she, Shao Yan, is happy.

Meng Yuannian gave her the glory that all women long for, allowing her to stand in the middle of wealth and power, and scan those insignificant people.Living in the resplendent mansion without worrying about food and clothing, Meng Yuannian can give her whatever she wants.Just, except for love.

"In the first year, I said if, if you didn't..."

"Mr. Meng, the Shao family's old house is here." Pei Qing parked the car, turned her head and softly called Meng Yuannian, who was dozing off, her voice was as lingering as pearls and instantly covered Shao Yan's voice.

"En. Get out of the car." Meng Yuannian straightened his clothes, opened the car door with a calm expression, and stood in front of the iron gate of the fence with indifferent eyes.Glancing lightly at Shao Yan, he put the coat in his hand over her body: "What did you want to ask just now?"

Shao Yan crossed her hands and pinched the edge of the jacket tightly, tilted her head and smiled at Meng Yuannian: "It's nothing, I just want to say, it's really nice to meet you." Really, very good.

"Don't think about it, I'm very happy that Si Xian has a good mother." Meng Yuannian reached out and stroked Shao Yan's hair. The scene that should be very touching, coupled with his usual cold expression, forced the original The temperature has dropped several times in the cold weather.

Shao Yan only felt a rush of hot air rushing up her nose, which was unbearably sour.All those unwillingness and reluctance, as well as so many unspeakable secret pains, all disappeared into nothing because of his joy.She knew she was disappointing, but what could she do.Meng Yuannian's occasional little concern, a small affirmation can make her heart melt, and she is jumping sweetly, as if she is still the little girl in her twenties.

Perhaps she will spend her whole life in endless admiration and deep love for Meng Yuannian.It may be unbearable, but it is sweet.