haven't seen you for a long time.
Ning Mang covered his chest with his hands. Somehow, when he heard this song, the scenes that he thought were in the past and he had let go of appeared again.
It turns out that he had not forgotten, he just ignored it.
That farewell was more like a coming-of-age ceremony for him.
A boy becomes a man simply because at a certain moment, you learn to give up and learn to compromise.
Flowers will always wither
But will reopen
The love of my life is vague
Beyond the White Clouds
"Huang Ying, I miss you."
A male guest suddenly leaned over the table and started shouting.
He is a regular at this bar. He always orders a glass of Hiroshima Mon Amour, sits at the bar and listens to other people's love, hate and passion.
Unfortunately, he is not just a passer-by outside the story.
The woman named Huang Ying, the woman he promised to spend his life with, left.
It wasn't an affair, there was no melodrama, there was just a tired back one afternoon, dragging her luggage, because of a sentence.
"Huang Ying, it's just takeout with a fried egg, I'll add it for you."
Ning Mang shook his head. He knew it wasn't about fried eggs or being in a different place. It was simply that their relationship had ended.
Love and hate arise from the sea of suffering
It is difficult to escape fate in this world
Blind date is unapproachable
Or should I believe it's fate?
Love and hate stir up in the sea of suffering
It is difficult to escape fate in this world
Blind date is unapproachable
Or should I believe it is fate?
Zhou Yiyang never thought that he could sing so soulfully. He always thought of himself as a male classmate without a story.
He has never been in a relationship. As an orphan, he lacks a sense of security. He longs for love but dares not touch it.
Since your parents who gave birth to you can abandon you and leave, how can you dare to expect your lover to accompany you?
Fortunately, he had a crush on someone.
Zhou Yiyang really didn't lie to Ning Mang. He once liked someone.
But that kind of liking is more like a constant caused by excessive hormone secretion during adolescence.
By now, he had even forgotten the man's face.
But when he sang the song, memories of that world came to mind.
Friends, colleagues, strangers you only met once, and the world you can never return to.
Fortunately, here, Zhou Yiyang became the "Monkey King".
Ning Mang finally cried.
Even though he already knew that his love was dead, maybe after a few years, he would meet the true love of his life.
But I'm still sad.
"If growing up is so painful," Ning Mang's voice trembled, "is it possible for people not to grow?"
No one in the bar could possibly give him an answer to this question.
After Zhou Yiyang finished singing, he didn't say a word. He just stood up, returned the guitar to the boss, and quietly walked off the stage.
He didn't know how well he sang, because after he started singing, he didn't remember anything and he was singing based on instinct.
But he just took a look at the guests' reactions, the red eyes everywhere and the table full of paper towels, so he should have sung well.
However, Zhou Yiyang became more and more certain that being a behind-the-scenes boss was more comfortable. Singing was too tiring, not only did it wear out your throat but also your emotions.
"You're back." Ning Mang raised his head and hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. "I believe it. Without your heart-wrenching experience, you couldn't have written this song."
"Yeah." Zhou Yiyang responded vaguely.
"What's the name of this song?" Ning Mang felt that this song was definitely the most touching one among all the songs Zhou Yiyang had written.
He found so much resonance here. As for whether he could let go, perhaps it would take more time and opportunity.
"'Love of My Life.'" Zhou Yiyang's voice was a little vague.
This song has a lot of staying power, and the same is true for him as the singer.
"What a good name," Ning Mang smiled. "I think we can definitely become good friends. I don't know why, but when I listened to this song just now, I always felt that it should be accompanied by a story. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so perfect."
Zhou Yiyang felt a little different. Could this be the legendary literary youth's intuition?
"Maybe," Zhou Yiyang said, choosing his words carefully. "When I wrote the song, I also thought about telling it a story. If possible, it would be nice to make it into a movie."
"Let's shoot it!" Ning Mang suddenly became excited. "We must shoot it! Leave the investment to me. I can also get the approval and release date. I'm familiar with this."
"Ahem." Zhou Yiyang almost couldn't help laughing. Although the process was a bit tortuous and even unexpected, the final result was still in line with expectations. "In that case, I will go back and write a good script. After it is finished, I will show it to Master Ning."
"Just call me Ning Mang," Ning Mang said seriously. "Please release a studio version of this song. I need to download it and listen to it on repeat."
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