I have been standing at the top of the hotel, watching the brand new Wansen Group emerge in the hands of conspirators such as Fang Yuan and Mi Zhongde. When the salutes sounded in front of the square of Wansen Group, it seemed like a clamor of an interest group. I absolutely do not believe that this renamed group will be calm from now on. It will still be divided into several factions like before and continue to fight for interests. As long as this dispute continues to exist, I will have unlimited opportunities to infiltrate.

By the end of the media conference, I was busy day and night. During this period, I seemed to have become a machine born for work. I ignored human emotions and did the most precise calculations for documents that need approval. Time flowed away from me inadvertently like quicksand. I spent more than a month alone. Until people on the street were wearing short-sleeved sleeves, I realized that even spring was about to come to an end.

In the past month, I have been to Shanghai for 5 times, but Jian Wei still shows no sign of awakening. She has been in a coma for almost 2 months. I am full of anxiety. Even the doctors at the Mayo Clinic in the United States have judged that her condition is not good. During this period, two doctors have returned to the United States, and only Dr. Carter and Mo Zishi, who are attending, are still persisting. We have communicated several times in between. They asked us to make the worst plans. The intervention of medical treatment is no longer meaningful. I can only hope that Jian Wei suddenly wakes up one day... But I can only hope that I am tactful despair. Because of this, I am in great pain. The feeling of being about to lose turns into fear again, completely swallowing me.

I began to work hard to manage the literary and artistic path, and kept giving speeches in various cities. I hope everyone will agree with this path. If there is really any idea in this world, I hope Jian Wei's unknown thought can perceive the continuous growth of the literary and artistic path. This path is not my own hard work. Without her, there would be no such path at all.

Yes, even though I knew that this would not result, I still worked so hard and then gave myself some pitiful psychological comfort!

This evening, I walked by the familiar moat and walked step by step to the familiar section. I drank a few cans of beer along the way, but I didn't want to get myself drunk. I just wanted to walk so flutteringly for a while. The pressure I was under was too great, and I could only rely on this method to relieve it.

Sitting on the guardrail of the river bank, I threw away the beer can in my hand, and watched the sunset reflected on the river in a daze, as if I was dancing on the wind. The city opposite was still the same as before, as if it shrank in this world, turning into a weak line extending to all sides...

After a while, the wind that had been blowing for a day was also tired. The world suddenly became as calm as a piece of glass, but it teared people's mood. I wanted to smoke a cigarette, but found that I had gradually quit the cigarette and rarely carried it with me. I was a little depressed and a little panicked...

Before night came, I received a call from Le Yao. After more than a month, her video finally completed the filming in Korea. She came to Suzhou and said she wanted to find me...I told her that I was by the moat, so she hung up the phone, making her seem to know which section of the river I would stay in. You know, this moat stretches for dozens of kilometers.

It turned out that even Leyao knew which section of the river I liked to be was worried. She really arrived by my side 20 minutes later. She took off a guitar from her back and handed it to me and said, "I'll give this guitar to you!"

I smiled and said, "What do I want so many guitars to do? You can give me some other things, such as Korean specialties!"

"This is the guitar I bought at a charity auction in Korea. I was originally going to give it to Robben, but when I thought that he likes to smash guitars when he is fine, I still think that forgot, charity things cannot be ruined, so I gave it to you... This is a good guitar... Well, I can't tell you what's good, you can try it first!"

I finally took the guitar with a wolf totem from Le Yao. The texture of the hand made me feel that it was indeed a valuable guitar. This guitar has no brand and is mostly from the hands of a guitar master. No wonder Le Yao was reluctant to let Robben ruin it!

Le Yao said to me again: "Zhaoyang, sing a song you want to sing now."

I nodded and after adjusting the guitar, I remembered the scenes that happened with Jian Wei on the bank of this river. I was filled with sadness. Before I could speak, I felt my nose felt a little sore. If Jian Wei no longer woke up, the moat in front of me would become a heavy history...

I played a heavy melody with my guitar and sang: "On a snowy evening, we came from the city in the south to another city in the south. The sleeping moon cannot be seen on the streets of the city. The river protecting the city flows lonely on the edge. You cried and asked me, what are we left after missing love? I said, this makes people feel panic, this makes people feel panic... On a rainy morning, we walked from this end of the city to the other end of the city. The lights of the city flashed with the desire to jump, and the umbrella covering the body.

Floating on the wet road, you cried and asked me, what else is your life after parting, I said, this makes people feel panicked, this makes people feel panicked... Finally, your lipstick writes the wish of waiting, my wine glass drinks the lonely melancholy, when can I see the sunshine... Seeing the sunshine... Seeing the sunshine... Nothing can help us to be relieved. What is the purpose of such a life... This makes people feel panicked, this makes people feel panicked, this makes people feel panicked!"

I sang the song from a few years ago, but I really didn't want to sing this song full of tear, but I still sang it!...

Jian Wei and I have come to this day, which is due to the endless panic in our hearts. Perhaps, it is meaningless to talk about these things now, but the memories of laughing and crying have left my life nowhere again and again, and how can I forget that extremely depressed scene? So, my only expectation now is that she wakes up soon and is happier than any of us. Only in this way can I not panic...

No one knows the pain I have suffered over the years better than Le Yao. She took the guitar that had just sung sadly from my hand and said softly: "Zhaoyang, be stronger...even if you remember a lot of things from the past, it will be useless..."

I closed my eyes, wiped off the tears that were rolling in my eyes, and said in a deep voice: "It has been almost two months, and she has no sign of waking up yet. Do you know? Even the doctor said that she can only wait for a miracle... Why is she not awake yet? Is she afraid of something in this world?..."

Le Yao was silent for a long time before replying: "She was afraid of you...I was afraid that she would see you so deeply loving another woman named Mi Cai, but she could only live in her memory and suffer. Maybe, when she found the best solution, she would wake up!"

"Nonsense... You are nonsense without any basis!" I scolded him sternly.

"I don't know, maybe that's the case?"

"Don't tell me maybe!"

Le Yao whispered: "Actually, as long as she can wake up, so what if it is really like this?"

I lowered my head and remained silent... Yes! As long as she could wake up, what are the emotional right and wrong? At this moment, I would rather Le Yao say everything is true!... And Jian Wei didn't want to wake up, just looking for a solution to our past.

Le Yao pulled me off the guardrail again and said, "Zhaoyang, be happy. Don't always think about what you have lost and what you are about to lose. You should see what you have gained now!... In just a few months, you have revitalized the project of the Arts and Arts. I have really seen a lot of changes in you. You have become a man with a sense of mission, so you keep running around cities across the country to give speeches on the project of the Arts and Arts. These are what you would not do in the past... Now, many people have already agreed with your thoughts and regard the things you spare no effort to do now as your spiritual pillar, so you can't be the negative self that you used to be!"

"I know that neither me nor everyone around me will go back to the past and walk again."

Le Yao finally smiled and said, "Well... Zhaoyang, do you still remember what I am best at?"

I looked at her with some difficulty...

She smiled "haha": "You idiot, what I am best at... What I am best at is to waste your time!"

I thought about it carefully and it was true. I can't remember how much time we had wasted each other in the bar. We just sat there, not laughed or talked, so we couldn't feel the existence of time, but time really passed. If she wanted to say that, then what I was best at wasting her time. I finally said: "While you wasted my time, I also wasted your time..."

"It's different. I never felt like I wasting time when I was with you."

"Yeah?"

Le Yao ignored my doubts, but said, "Now I am a household name. You have become a super speaker. You and the bosses of several companies can make each other waste less and less time... I wonder if you still have the interest to let me waste your time for you in such a dusk?"

"what you up to?"

"Idiot, since I'm wasting your time, of course I'm not doing anything. We just walk around this moat to see how the night falls in this city...!"

I looked at her and didn't know what beliefs supported her thin body, and she stayed by my side again and again. Not only that, she always seemed to like to amplify my achievements. I just gave a speech between several cities, and she proudly called me a super speaker. It seemed that even if I became a miserable dog in this world, she would forget her identity as a star and worship me desperately like an ignorant little fan...
Chapter completed!