Chapter 64: To Live Forever in Memories
Fang Ke slapped Shen Cinian's hand away and walked down by himself. He didn't care that Shen Cinian was still closing the car door for him and walked in first.
After entering, he chose a seat against the wall, huddled in the innermost corner, raised his arm and pulled the brim of his hat, completely covering his somewhat abnormally flushed cheeks before he gave up.
After Shen Cinian sat down opposite him, he picked up the menu and seemed to be ordering seriously, but the corners of his eyes drooped inadvertently.
In his peripheral vision, he could see an acquaintance sitting diagonally farthest from them, and he was clenching his fingers and looking towards them... no, towards the direction closer to them. In fact, he was looking at the table behind Fang Ke.
Fang Ke didn't know the family sitting behind him, but he saw Song Shuyi sitting with that family.
Song Shuyi closed the mirror, and the image of Su Nan's bloodshot eyes disappeared. He suddenly raised his head and smiled at Chen Cinian.
Fang Ke lowered his head, struggling with his own physiological reaction, and didn't pay any attention to what was happening at other tables.
The entire restaurant seemed to be shrouded in a misty illusion. Fang Jimin's family could not see Fang Ke and his family, nor could they see Shen Cinian, while Su Nan seemed to only be able to see Fang Jimin's table and not them.
Chen Cinian frowned, and seeing this, Song Shuyi smiled at him again.
Chen Ci Nian's eyes were fixed on Song Shuyi's left hand holding the fork. That hand was tapping the plate rhythmically, the crisp sound full of deception. He was...
Hypnosis.
"Tsk", the forks suddenly stopped tapping, and the other people in the restaurant lost consciousness instantly. They all lowered their heads and sat there in an extremely strange posture.
After doing all this, Song Shuyi stood up and walked outside, waving to Shen Cinian and Fang Ke before leaving.
This is a provocation.
Fang Ke saw him and instantly wanted to rush over and beat him up. But just before he stood up, the thing inside him suddenly started to act up! His legs went limp and he sat back down.
Damn...fuck...
Fang Ke held onto the table with his hands to steady himself. He was about to glare at someone, but when he looked up, he saw Shen Qinian's serious and solemn gaze. He paused and tried to speak in a steady voice: "What?"
"...It's okay," Shen Cinian's eyes slowed down and he said softly, "Let's go home and eat first."
“I suggest you go home.”
"I don't."
He clearly has something going on but insists on saying that nothing is wrong. He refuses to go home and wants to see what will happen if he has a meal here.
Shen Ci Nian felt somewhat helpless upon hearing this, but he indulged him in the end, only his tone was a little lighter: "Then you sit over here, and no matter what you hear, don't make a noise."
What could he possibly be making a fuss about? Moreover, he didn't want to go over and make it easier for Shen Cinian to play with him, even though this should be considered his duty to his master, but he just didn't want to.
He didn't want to, so he didn't move.
"Chen Ci Nian," he whispered, "I want to drink."
Shen Cinian didn't say anything, but just placed the sliced herb roast chicken in front of Fang Ke with a fork.
"Have a meal."
What the hell is eating French food without wine? Although this is not the real Paris, I guess the red wines are all top-notch estate specialties. It's really tasteless to eat roast chicken without drinking wine here.
Fang Ke looked down on Wan Chen Ci Nian, raised his hand to call the wine waiter, and ordered two bottles of the most expensive red wine.
He didn't notice that Shen Cinian made a gesture to the waiter. It was a code word, meaning: There are children at the table, so the red wine will be replaced with a low-alcohol grape juice drink, and the difference will be your tip.
Fang Ke had no idea that his wine was about to be swapped. He saw Shen Cinian making an inexplicable gesture and thought that Shen Cinian wanted him to take a picture and post it on WeChat Moments. He hesitated for a moment, but still picked up his phone to take the picture.
After taking the photo, he sent it directly to Shen Cinian.
Fang Ke is a person who doesn't like taking photos. This photo is the first photo he took of Chen Cinian since he knew him for so long.
For the first time, there were real life photos in his photo album, but the photos were not of himself, but of Shen Cinian.
This feeling is a little... subtle.
It was a subtle, indescribable feeling, an itch like the growth of all things, forcing his heart to twist and beat wildly. Perhaps it thought that if it beat faster, this gnawing itch would stop.
But no, his mouth was constantly secreting saliva, so that his Adam's apple kept sliding up and down as he swallowed.
It seemed like even my mouth was itching.
There was an impulse in his heart, and he suddenly wanted to kiss Shen Cinian. He didn't want to care whether Shen Cinian agreed or not, and if he didn't agree, he would force the kiss.
He didn't know what happened to him. How could this happen while he was eating roast chicken and drinking red wine? It's very strange, isn't it?
He inexplicably wanted to bite Shen Cinian's lips, bite them until they bled, suck them hard, and then spit on the carpet.
He didn't care whether Shen Cinian would feel pain or not, he wanted to do this simply because he wanted to, simply because he thought it would make him a little happy.
He really stood up, leaned forward, and reached out to grab Shen Cinian's tie. Just as he grabbed the middle of the tie and was about to exert force, a voice came from his ear. He was instantly shocked and sat back down.
The voice was very familiar, but it was very far away from him. In his past memories, every time the voice appeared, he was always accompanied by pain.
In my impression, Fang Jimin rarely communicates with him. Fang Jimin is always busy, busy with the company, busy with the industry, busy with the family and equity.
His mother, Su Lixia, is even busier. As a superstar singer, she is rarely at home and is always performing around the world, even holding a concert in Nightmare City.
Su Lixia hopes that both the weird and human beings can put aside their prejudices against each other and establish friendly diplomatic relations.
But she was too naive and simple. As the eldest daughter of a second-rate family, she had all kinds of resources pouring in as soon as she debuted. Her family took care of everything for her, and her housekeeper took care of everything for her so she didn't have to worry about anything. So she just lived like that, ignorant of the world, with childish and presumptuous thoughts always coming to the fore from time to time.
Until the masses could no longer tolerate her composing, writing lyrics, and singing those meaningless "peace appeals" songs for the cannibalistic cunning, her house finally collapsed. This collapse was complete, and even overwhelmed the Su family, causing this upper-class second-rate family to fall to the bottom of the class.
Su Lixia was finally able to stay at home every day, but she was always composing lyrics and music, her eyes were always fixed on the guitar and piano, and beautiful and moving musical notes always jumped out of her throat.
At that time, Fang Ke was only twelve years old. Su Lixia didn't believe that Fang Ke had a deep musical talent, and she never knew that Fang Ke could actually understand her singing.
——Mother is a free bird, a white dove yearning for peace.
Su Lixia never talked about music with Fang Ke. At that time, Fang Ke always stood at the door of his parents' room, with his top report card and various awards hidden behind him.
He would stand there for a long time, hoping that his mother would notice him in the room, and then he would take it as a surprise.
But Su Lixia never looked at the door, as if she never expected anyone to appear there, and even particularly disliked being disturbed by certain people.
Those report cards that had been accumulated for a long time finally had new companions added again and again. It seemed that the only paper Su Lixia cared about was the music score that was carefully put into the folder.
When did he begin to find it difficult to endure the unspeakable loneliness, and when did he begin to lose control?
It was probably that day, the first day of winter vacation, when he got a perfect score. He couldn't hold it in any longer. He no longer just stood at the door, but walked in, tears streaming down his face.
"Mom, don't you love me?"
Su Lixia turned around in confusion, then smiled warmly: "It's you, I thought you were a servant's child, always standing at the door and peeking at me, why don't you come in?"
It turned out that after leaving home for so many years, Su Lixia had forgotten that he was her child.
Su Lixia didn't recognize him.
But after knowing his identity, Su Lixia reached out and wiped his tears.
He coveted this kind of tenderness, even if it was false.
"How can I not love you, my child? I am willing to die for you."
Fang Ke raised his head and let her wipe it. He tried to be as obedient as possible, and then handed the report card, which had been hidden in his hand for a long time and was now wet with sweat, to his mother with anticipation.
The mother just put it aside indifferently, then turned into a gentle smile: "Mom will teach you to play the guitar, okay?"
"Yuanyuan, Mom wants you to be a singer, just like Mom, not your dad." Su Lixia paused, a look of deep boredom in her eyes. "Mom hates entrepreneurs the most."
"Yuanyuan, can you be like mom? Yuanyuan, mom is so tired. If you decide to learn from mom, mom will be very happy. Mom won't be tired at all. Mom loves you."
Fang Ke nodded ignorantly. At that time, he actually felt something was wrong in his heart.
But he deliberately ignored it. He learned very quickly, surprisingly quickly. Su Lixia always showed a beautiful smile for this. Those smiles were almost imprinted in his heart with a breathtaking beauty.
So he also became happy. He was so happy that he forgot what was wrong in his heart. He became more and more convinced that Su Lixia loved him so much that she was willing to die for him.
It was not until his mother took Fang Jimin's arm and disappeared at the gate of the Fang family compound, and until his mother's soul could never return, that he realized that the "child" in that sentence was not actually referring to him.
A few fragments and a few words made those things that were wrong become facts.
The night before his father lied to his mother about leaving home, Fang Ke had another nightmare in the middle of the night about the sky full of eyes. He was very scared and got up, hugged his pillow and wanted to go find his mother.
The mother didn't turn on the lights. She sat in the moonlight, stroking the music score tightly in her arms and humming a lullaby softly.
She sighed softly, "My child, Mommy loves you so much."
"Mom will take you to perform again tomorrow, so that more people and ghosts can hear our voices. We will live forever in their memories."
"What about me..." The young Fang Ke covered his mouth tightly. His tears were clearly streaming down his face, but he couldn't let even a sound come out of his throat.
He cried silently, and no one could hear his lips: "You are going to abandon me again."
"You never wait for me, Mom."
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The author has something to say: I'm sorry everyone, I updated so late, I have reflected on myself, I will adjust my mindset in time, and then use my rest time to write more, I will never do this again [pat on the head] (I will give everyone red envelopes as compensation for this chapter [heart])
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