The night after posting on Weibo suddenly became extremely quiet. Perhaps because of the extremely devoted moment of recording, my ears always recall the melody of the song "ifyouwantme", which made me unable to fall asleep, and then I fell into an inexhaustible longing for a moment. I really want to see how she looks now and listen to her voice.

She has been away for four months, and my longing has never faded as time goes by. On the contrary, on every quiet night, I experience the torn torture. I really can't adapt to the lack of her by my pillow. Those nights where I can embrace and fall asleep have become more precious than any precious jewelry in the world, but I can't experience it anymore...

I lifted the quilt, left the bed, and stood by the balcony and lit a cigarette. Many times, this is what I am like. Whenever I miss you can't stop, I will stand here to see the open world outside, and then let my consciousness extend in an endless direction with the flashing lights. Only then will I temporarily forget Mi Cai and forget that I am living in this world...

......

It was another Friday afternoon. Le Yao came to Suzhou again after a long time. She has been very busy recently, so she always sees her sharing some progress in the creation of the video on Weibo, as well as some small highlights during the filming process. At this time, the video she invested in has reached the mid-term of the filming. She said that it will be released this year's winter vacation.

Le Yao entered my office, threw her bag on the sofa casually, and then tore my bag of tea to make a cup of hot tea for herself. I looked at her carefree and smiled. She ignored my smile at her, holding a teacup in her hand and laying on the sofa against the wall. Her two slender legs were casually placed on the coffee table, and she said to me: "I have read all the Weibo posts you posted recently... Can you not vent your dead emotions on such a large platform?"

Her always quick words made me feel a little speechless, and after a while, she said, "I just sang a few songs... haven't you reposted them all for me!"

"Yes, I just want everyone to see how you are going to die..." Le Yao said after losing this sentence, and said, "Oh! Mr. Zhao, who is the head of two companies, can't escape the word "love"!... But, the woman who makes you think of a dead person is as thoughtful as you, and she never misses any chance to convey her recent situation to the other party?"

I didn't answer, just remember that Micai hasn't heard any news for a long time, and I have held a total of 17 business speeches nationwide. I have participated in commercial activities so intensively, in addition to promoting the business spirit of the "Legend of Literature and Art", I also want Micai to feel my existence... Unfortunately, I didn't get many responses!

Le Yao seemed to have an answer in her heart, or whether or not my answer was not that important. She just lay comfortably on the sofa and enjoyed a cup of tea. I could see that at least at this moment, she lived much more easily than me, and she didn't have to measure the distance of another person in a space without answers. At this time, there was only herself in her world, and the cup of hot tea that was turned by her hand... So, I would rather use "cute" to describe her who is completely unbearable now.

After a little silence, I finally smiled and asked her, "Comrade, why do you become so relaxed and happy when you can talk to me?"

Le Yao put down the teacup in her hand, stared at me for a while, and replied: "Because there is no love!... Because there is a career you like to do!"

"Um."

Le Yao stood up from the sofa and didn't want to talk to me about these topics about mood. She turned to say, "You should get off work, right? Hurry up and take me to pick up the girl. I haven't seen her for several months. I really miss you!"

"I have a social event tonight, and I really can't help but take it away. Go and pick up the girl yourself. I will give you my car keys." I said as I took out the car keys from my briefcase and handed them to her.

But she refused to answer, and said with a stern face: "Zhaoyang, is it interesting to be a friend like this?...I finally came to Suzhou and asked you to accompany me to pick up the girl. When did you take social engagements in your heart? Will you stop showing off the bad attitude of an idealist youth in the future?"

I smiled helplessly: "What is the relationship between social engagements and idealism? I really want to know how your brain thinks about problems and how to force these two things together?"

Le Yao replied with a verbal remark: "Idealists only live in the ideal world they create, but socializing is like a knife, dissecting all the ugliness in reality in front of you, allowing you to see many ugly faces that are fake flattering. Isn't this a disgusting thing?"

"Haha, it makes sense for you to say that, but I'm used to it!...... Living to this day, reality and ideals are no longer so far away in my world. Whether it's ugly or disgusting, they are things that will definitely exist in this world. Just like there must be some weeds in a garden, so that those flowers will look more beautiful, right, dear Comrade Le Yao!"

Le Yao sighed with an exaggerated expression: "It's over, a person who is good at brainwashing others finally got washed by others one day... This is really a life-long cycle of karma and retribution! "

The more she was willing to squeeze me, the more I was too lazy to lose my temper with her. I handed the car key to her again and asked her to go downstairs together. She had no choice but to stomp my feet in anger, and then followed my foot...but she couldn't bear to really care about me, so she just told me to drink less, and call her when I was done, and she went to pick me up.

......

This is a gathering of local entrepreneurs in Suzhou, and it is also an excellent opportunity to show yourself and find cooperation. During this period, I have been chatting with several bosses engaged in the real estate industry, hoping that they can hand over their advertising business to Simei Advertising, which has been transformed...

After two hours of communication, two real estate companies were finally willing to cooperate with Simei again. Of course, I also paid a considerable price for it. The advertising agency fee we collected was far lower than the industry price, but there was nothing we could do about it, because Simei Advertising, which has been in a debt crisis, needs such an opportunity to fight a turnaround for itself. I also hope that when Jian Wei wakes up, she will not see a shrinking version of Simei Advertising!

At ten o'clock in the night, the party finally ended. I followed everyone out of the hotel. Then, I heard the sound of a car whistling from the parking lot not far away. I looked around and soon saw Le Yao who was waving to me. Although I repeatedly said that I didn't need her to pick me up, she came, so she drove the car to me. She then opened the door of the co-cab and sat down beside her.

I was drunk and squinted my eyes and looked at the buildings that were rapidly retreating outside the car window. I saw many lights in the city reflected on Le Yao's face, reflecting the loneliness in her heart. At this moment, she no longer had the ease and freedom she had when she met in the afternoon... Haha, the night and alcohol are the same thing, and they always tear out some helplessness and pain in the deep heart... At this moment, I also felt that separation from life is more cruel than separation from death in the corrosion of alcohol... I really miss her so much! I miss her so much that I can't stop.

It was still the familiar railway tracks, or the trains that could not remember the appearance, flashed by in a hurry in front of our eyes... Feeling the wind blowing by us casually, I leaned on the car and lit a cigarette, and Le Yao sat on the small pile of soil not far away and held her chin and looked around... The picture was the same as before, but the mood was different. Le Yao was waiting for a train that was lined up next moment and disappeared, while I was waiting for the distant future. We had different paths, but the intersection was next to this real railway track.

She finally said, "Zhaoyang, actually this time I came to Suzhou, I want to ask you to do a favor!"

I replied without thinking: "I have no choice but to say it."

"My movie won't be long before it's coming to an end...I hope you can leave a back view in this movie!"

I was a little surprised at her request for a guest appearance. After a moment of silence, I asked, "What is the plot involved in this back?"

Le Yao first looked at me, then smiled and replied, "It's no fun to tell you now. If you agree, on that day, go to Weihai with the crew to get a scene. The shot about you is very simple, just stand in the middle of the island with your guitar on your back, and then your back and the sunset are reflected on the sea surface blown by the sea breeze!"

"Isn't you in this shot?"

"No, because my tombstone is on another island opposite you..."

I said with a strong reaction: "This is a tragedy?...and it's a routine of Korean dramas!...Le Yao, you have to be cautious! The style of Korean films is no longer popular in the domestic market! What is popular in China is emotional dramas that express youth... I really think that you are a bit risky at the ending like this. First of all, you lack some sense of urbanism and reality. If it were me, you will definitely freeze the last shot in the light and shadow of the city, and then the heroine lets the white dove in her hand fly, lamenting that the so-called life is just a flying without wings... Believe me, don't let anyone die in your film. I don't like this tragic ending..."

"You represent yourself! ...I think a video will only be remembered by leaving irreversible regrets!"

"You little pervert... don't you know that Chinese people all have the complex of pursuing comedy endings?...You must be clearer that this video requires box office, not your personal entertainment!"

Le Yao ignored my excitement and said, "I seem to have everything in my life, but in fact I lack everything, so I only like to do what I like. As for the box office, you don't need to worry about it, because my movies cannot be bad, this is based on trust in the entire production team... As for you, as long as you reply or not, don't make yourself like a screenwriter. You can't even handle yourself in reality and want to deal with the characters in my movie. Isn't this a joke?"

I was speechless. After a long time, I chose to fulfill her persistence. Finally, I nodded and agreed to help her!... She smiled as if she had won a battle.

The summer night wind blew the dark clouds in the sky, and the moon was like a timid girl showing a horn, spreading some light on the earth. We were silent in the night wind. I don’t know what she was thinking, but I am still conceiving a tragic ending for her movie...
Chapter completed!