Chapter 2358 What I recall is not about dreams
The young master of the capital city, known as the Iceberg President, might have felt for the first time the indescribable feeling of "not knowing where to start complaining", and he was filled with an awkward feeling of being at a loss.
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And Miss Shen knew nothing about this.
Once her poetic spirit started flowing, it was hard to stop - that's how she explained it later.
"The ashes of the city are annihilated in the purple lightning!"
The girl's emotional voice, accompanied by her powerfully spread fingers, sounded serious and even solemn.
But when Cheng Zhiyuan looked at her, he just wanted to type an infinite string of ellipsis in his head.
If Mr. Cheng was proficient in popular online emoticons, he would probably use an emoticon to describe his mood at this moment.
——My heart was calm, and I even felt like laughing.JPG
However, Miss Shen, who was completely unaware of the people behind her, still refused to stop. Her voice even rose to a higher level, blending in with the wind and rain outside:
"What I'm about to reminisce about now has nothing to do with dreams!"
——Cheng Zhiyuan was slightly stunned.
Shen Pianpian's voice continued to come:
"It was the scorching sun and seawater of the first summer! It was the foul smell of engine oil and the racing wind on the track of the second summer! It was the dazzling stage standing alone above the darkness of the third summer, and the smell of sweat in the gymnasium!"
Cheng Zhiyuan looked at her quietly, across the passage and the light, his expression became unspeakably gentle.
And Shen Pianpian outside the door stood up.
Her bare feet stepped on the wet wooden steps, and she opened her arms and spun around from one end of the stairs to the other. Her slender fingers repeatedly took in the warm yellow light and the cold rain outside the eaves as they rotated.
She did not see Mr. Cheng inside the door. At this moment, she was like a child immersed in her own world, and nothing could disturb her.
"What I want to savor right now is the black girl and the white soul! It's the rivers and lakes where robes roll up thousands of layers of snow, and the wind that sweeps across the nine states with joyful galloping!"
After a pause, she turned to the outside of the eaves, stretched out her fingers, felt the night and the wind and rain, and her voice suddenly became low:
"It's the stars."
"It's the black light and the universe. It's the death that can neither be forgotten nor remembered, the grand fireworks on the sea, and the shimmering lights at night."
I recited this passage in a low voice, and the wind and rain rose and fell accordingly.
And the next second her voice became high-pitched again:
"It's the few stages! It's the millions of sparks you see in that beam of light! It's the shouts and cries you hear when you bend down!"
She moved her feet and rushed out from under the wind and rain-proof eaves into the loud night rain.
Cheng Zhiyuan in the room subconsciously took a step forward, but then he restrained himself and stood where he was.
Shen Pianpian spun barefoot in circles on the steamy lawn, arms outstretched, face raised to the night sky, unsure whether to embrace the night or fearlessly welcome its invasion. Her emotional voice was carried by the sound of wind and rain, conveying it in the powerful and silent night, "It is the freest wind in the world!"
"It's a downpour heavier than you!"
"Flowers or eggs! Praise or abuse! Admiration or stardom!"
She stamped her feet in the grass in the heavy rain, like an innocent child and a crazy artist.
Finally she raised her head, closed her eyes, laughed and shouted:
"It exists in the mouths of millions of people! I am the person I created with my own hands!"
"And my hometown from another world, my parents who have been sleeping for a long time, my elderly grandfather, and my lovely friends..."
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