Chapter 067 Entertainment Industry Waste 15
It starts with a very soft tune, peaceful and gentle, just like curling up in the mother's arms when you are just born. No matter how big the world is, this corner is absolutely safe and you can fall into a deep sleep.
As soon as this first note came out, there was a sudden uproar in the quiet place. Even though everyone was trying to suppress their voices for fear of affecting the performance, the fact that so many people responded still created a noticeable wave.
The moment they heard this tune, Yin Yao and Song Ji's eyes crossed the stage and looked at each other in shock. They could clearly see the shock in each other's eyes.
At this moment, no words could describe what was in their minds. They turned their gaze to the center of the stage, to the only boy who was shining.
It is so unexpected, yet reasonable.
Both Yin Yao and Song Ji had the same thought in their minds.
Ten years ago, a talented young man created a song that moved countless people. Even if no one had thought about it in this direction before, when the truth comes out, some sense of enlightenment will emerge in people's hearts.
The reason why they were so shocked was that they could not imagine that a young man struggling in despair could create music that made countless people feel warm and even regain hope in life.
There are actually quite a few people who think this way. The audience on the scene are still restraining themselves due to etiquette. At this time, the live broadcast room has been completely flooded with barrages. At the same time, the popularity of countless related topics is rising rapidly.
#Jian Ziyan's Divine Song#∮
#Then the author of the mysterious song finally appeared#
#The Phoenix Jian Ziyan who was reborn in despair#
#Did that song warm your heart? #
The people playing the music are completely unaware of all of this.
Jian Ziyan is very happy now, very happy.
He was finally able to give full vent to his passion, even though his fingers were beginning to feel sharp pain after such long use, he seemed not to feel it. He had already integrated his soul into the music, burning brightly and passionately.
The first half of the piece is what everyone knows. It was played by Jian Ziyan himself and is filled with emotions that no imitator can replicate. It is an endless yearning for light and the future, which makes everyone who hears it feel warm from the bottom of their hearts.
Even those who have heard it countless times still can't help but be immersed in it.
But soon, the first half, as everyone knows, reached its climax, and the anticipation for beauty and happiness reached its peak.
As everyone was looking forward to it, the young man made a mistake, and the melody not only did not fall back, but instead climbed to a higher level!
The originally gentle tone suddenly became high-pitched, just like a person who has always been calm and happy encountered difficulties. He stumbled against the fate, but never gave up despite the difficulties.
After a natural turn, the melody suddenly becomes lingering.
One note follows another, they entangle and chase each other, penetrating the performer's soul and flying into the boundless night sky.
Everyone was deeply immersed in this unique music, and until the boy played the last ending note, they had not yet walked out of the world created by the boy.
After the performance, the boy kept his hands on the piano keys, and the large screen behind him clearly showed his slightly trembling hands.
The camera moved to the boy's face. He stared at the piano keys with his eyes fixed, his hands not caring at all, revealing full of love and care.
Then he stood up, faced the audience below, and bowed deeply.
"Thank you for helping me realize my dream," he said.
There was thunderous applause immediately.
The audience was in tears and the topic on social media was about to explode, almost causing the software to crash.
Jian Ziyan no longer cared about these things, or rather, he had never cared about them. After the performance ended and the curtain dropped, he walked towards Yin Yao.
The stage was a little higher, and the light following him had not yet gone out. He stood on the edge of the stage and smiled at the young man who was standing in the darkness and looking up at him.
In Yin Yao's eyes, the young man was covered in light, but he was more dazzling than the light itself.
"Brother Yin Yao, thank you, and thank you Brother Song Ji." Jian Ziyan said, "I am very satisfied and happy."
Yin Yao stared at him blankly. When he heard this name, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you yourself now?"
Jian Ziyan smiled again, neither saying yes nor no. His eyes were hazy, hiding a world that only he could reach.
The performance was like a beautiful dream, and after it ended Jian Ziyan returned to the hospital.
After falling asleep that night, Yin Yao had a dream.
He stood in a white cloud, and a woman slowly walked towards him.
The woman was wearing a white robe, with long black hair covering her
And below, the pair of delicate eyebrows and eyes that seemed to be shrouded in mist were 70% similar to Jian Ziyan.
Although he had never seen her before, Yin Yao immediately confirmed in his dream that this was Jian Ziyan's mother, the deceased Gu Feijun.
Perhaps because he knew that he was in a dream, he was not afraid, but allowed the soft hand glowing with white light to gently caress his face.
"Good boy, I'm leaving now. Xiao Yan will be in your care from now on."
The voice was disembodied and the figure gradually faded away.
An incredible thought emerged in Yin Yao's mind. He subconsciously wanted to grab her sleeve and asked anxiously: "Wait! Have you really been with Xiaoyan during this time?"
Gu Feijun didn't say anything. She just repeated it with a faint smile.
"I really have to go this time. Take good care of Xiaoyan. Thank you."
Yin Yao woke up suddenly.
In the quiet night, his chest heaved violently. After a few seconds, he got off the sofa and quietly pushed the door open a crack.
Under the pouring moonlight, the young man, who had not been sick for a long time, sat on the bed with his upper body leaning to one side in a hugging gesture.
He closed his eyes, his face full of reluctance and attachment, and he did not turn back even after hearing the voice.
Yin Yao stared at the scene in amazement. The strange dream just now lingered in his mind, and he even dared not breathe.
After an unknown amount of time, Jian Ziyan put down his arms, looked out the window for a while, then turned to look at Yin Yao.
"Brother Yin Yao."
There was a smile on his lips, but tears were falling.
"Mom is gone, and I'm all alone again."
Yin Yao walked slowly in front of him.
"No." He said in a hoarse voice, "I just met Aunt Gu, and she entrusted you to me. From now on, I will always be with you."
Jian Ziyan smiled and shook his head.
"Mom is just worried about me, you don't have to worry about it." He said, "I'm well now, brother Yin Yao, you don't have to worry about me anymore."
"No……"
Yin Yao didn't know how to make him see his love and determination, so he gently held the boy's hand and spoke awkwardly.
"I want to stay with you not because of my aunt's request, but because I love you."
Jian Ziyan looked into his eyes steadily. Yin Yao's gaze was not concealed at all. He exposed himself completely, allowing the young man to examine and evaluate him.
In the end, I don’t know whether the boy believed it or not.
…
With the end of that dream, Jian Ziyan seemed to have completely returned from fantasy to reality.
The thing he relied on most turned back into his mobile phone. He never switched his personality again, nor did he call for his mother again.
Song Ji, who came to visit him, was delighted by this situation: "He is willing to return to the real world, which means his condition is getting better."
Yin Yao didn't say anything.
"You don't look very happy." Song Ji carefully looked at his expression and said with certainty, "What happened again?"
Yin Yao looked through the glass at the teenager who was chatting with a psychologist in the ward: "His mother sent him back to reality, but left him."
Song Ji didn't understand and looked at Yin Yao strangely: "Why, Xiao Yan has been ill for too long, and even you have begun to believe his fantasy?"
Yin Yao shook his head and said no more.
Maybe he was also sick, and maybe those memories that he thought were real were just fantasies shared by him and the young patient.
What does it matter?
He met the boy's mother and she accepted his instructions. The boy is now his legitimate responsibility and bond.
No one can separate.
…
[This wave of operations made 419 terrified.
419: "How dare you? If something goes wrong, this modern world will turn into a supernatural world!"
Jian Ziyan: "Isn't this a failure? Why are you panicking?"
419 really wanted to say something about this daring host, but because he succeeded, he couldn't think of anything to say.
Jian Ziyan exchanged for a nightmare potion, and it was the most advanced version, which allowed him to write his own nightmare content. He used it on Yin Yao.
What should I say? Should I be glad that Yin Yao has become sick from all the trouble he has suffered and does not doubt this kind of extraordinary supernatural phenomenon?
419 adjusted his mood and said earnestly: "Host, the world consciousness can only correct and judge you when you modify the plot. When you really immerse yourself in the world, if you take out the supermodel props that change the world's attributes, it is very likely that you will be regarded as using a cheat and be directly wiped out. Don't be so casual in the future."
Jian Ziyan: "I saw these rules before I entered the first world. Don't worry, I won't be so stupid as to kill myself."
419: Although...how come this looks so much like another flag? QAQ
Jian Ziyan: "Song Ji's forgiveness value is full, Yin Yao is still short of the last five points. It's easy, it's time to use the final big move."]
Everyone thought that Jian Ziyan was getting better.
His range of activities is no longer limited to the hospital. With the company of Yin Yao, his guarantor, he can go anywhere except during treatment time.
Yin Yao took him to the amusement park and to the restaurant he wanted to go to. Song Ji would come and join them whenever he was free. Jian Ziyan smiled more and more often. Through treatment, his language organization ability became better and better, and he could basically say what he wanted to say.
After they finished their meal that night, Song Ji drove the two back to the hospital. When Jian Ziyan got out of the car, he habitually said, "Good night, Xiaoyan, have a good dream."
Jian Ziyan smiled. He was already standing outside the car. Then, under the surprised gazes of the two, he leaned over and gently touched Song Ji's forehead with his.
Song Ji's hand, which was about to turn the steering wheel, suddenly stopped, and he looked up at the boy in a daze.
There was a blush on Jian Ziyan's clear and fair cheeks. He had only done this kind of intimate action with his mother, but he was very calm about it.
"Thank you, Brother Song Ji." He said seriously.
Song Ji felt infinite tenderness in his heart. His eyes were gentle and he raised his hand to touch the boy's hair.
"You're welcome." Song Ji said, "Go back and have a good sleep. I'll take you out to play next time you're rested."
Jian Ziyan's eyes flickered and he nodded.
As Song Ji left, even the car seemed to be floating with happiness. When Jian Ziyan turned around, he saw Yin Yao's expressionless face.
Yin Yao hadn't had this kind of expression for a long time. Jian Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and just about to take a step forward, he took it back, feeling a little panicked.
"Brother Yin Yao...?"
Realizing that he had scared the boy, Yin Yao took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the sourness in his heart.
But in the end, I still can't swallow this bitter taste.
"Tomorrow we'll go eat the foreign food you mentioned last time." He said stiffly, "Song Ji is not available, so just the two of us will go."
Jian Ziyan was stunned for a moment: "But I have to undergo treatment tomorrow..."
"I'll go after I'm done. I won't be late." Yin Yao's voice became even stiffer, with a hint of subtle grievance, "Or... do you have to wait until Song Ji is free before you can go?"
Jian Ziyan looked up at him, and the slight hesitation in his eyes faded away.
He stood on tiptoe and hooked Yin Yao's neck while he was stunned.
Then, a soft and careful kiss was placed on Yin Yao's forehead.
"Brother Yin Yao, thank you too."
There were some very deep emotions in the boy's eyes, they flowed in the mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
"This period of time is the happiest time of my life. Thank you for bringing me this."
There was a loud bang in Yin Yao's mind, and invisible and brilliant fireworks exploded.
Every cell in his body was clamoring with desire for the boy. An intense happiness filled his brain, making him a little stupid.
Facing his burning gaze, Jian Ziyan seemed to lower his eyes shyly. He mustered up his courage and touched Yin Yao's with his trembling fingertips.
This was an extremely obvious signal. Yin Yao received it accurately and responded quickly.
He lifted Jian Ziyan's chin and kissed him deeply.
In the middle of the night, there was no one on the street. Behind them was a hospital sign flashing red lights. They kissed on the empty street, with the solemnity of regaining what they had lost.
…
After the treatment the next day, Jian Ziyan said he felt a little tired and wanted to sleep for a while, so he asked Yin Yao to buy some delicious peach cakes from a shop across the city, as he wanted to eat them after waking up.
Yin Yao hesitated for a moment: "Xiao Yan, we will go to eat soon."
Jian Ziyan frowned slightly: "But I just want to eat..."
When Yin Yao heard his soft and coquettish tone, he was suddenly confused and wanted to agree to all of Jian Ziyan's requests immediately.
So after Jian Ziyan lay down, he went to buy peach cakes.
"Brother Yin Yao." The young man showed his eyes, "Goodbye."
Yin Yao smiled at him, thinking that he would go and come back quickly, and then he would go to eat.
He is so thin, obviously suffering from long-term malnutrition. He needs to eat well.
With his supervision in the future, Xiaoyan will definitely be raised to be plump and healthy.
Yin Yao thought so, a smile appeared on his lips, and then he drove on the road.
However, what he didn't know was that as soon as he left the hospital, Jian Ziyan also stood up.
Because he went out frequently during this period, no one in the hospital stopped him, and he took a taxi to the prison without any hindrance.
It was still within visiting hours, so Jian Ziyan made an application and soon met the person he wanted to see.
The father and son looked at each other across the table, their expressions very different.
Jian Ziyan's eyes were calm and his expression was composed, while Jian Yuze looked haggard.
He had obviously suffered some inhuman treatment in prison, and he looked particularly terrible. When he looked at Jian Ziyan, he felt like killing him on the spot.
"Dad." Jian Ziyan said, "Long time no see."
"You still know that I'm your father." Jian Yuze said coldly, "You've caused me to be like this, and you still come here to talk to me hypocritically?"
Jian Ziyan's face was pale. He thought he had made sufficient preparations and had the courage he did not have before after the treatment. But when he really faced Jian Yuze, he found that the shadow left by this man in his life was so big and so deep that just being in front of him made him want to tremble subconsciously.
I wanted to tremble, I wanted to hide, I wanted to talk to my mom, I wanted to go back to that safe fantasy world.
But Jian Ziyan was silent for only a moment, and the expression on his face returned to firmness.
Brother Yin Yao and Brother Song Ji took so long to give him the courage to rebuild, he must not let them down.
"I just want to ask you, if you don't like me so much, why did you give birth to me?"
"I don't like you?" Jian Yuze looked strange. "Actually, I wanted to like you at first. Although your mother is a fool who easily trusts others, she is beautiful enough and the child she gave birth to is also beautiful. It's just that you shouldn't have blocked my way. If you hadn't blocked my way, maybe I would have liked you for two more years."
Jian Ziyan's face turned even paler: "Does my mother's death have anything to do with you?"
Jian Yuze looked at him in surprise, as if he didn't expect that he could think of this.
"Her health has always been poor, very poor. Her parents didn't believe her and forced her to get married. I saw at first glance that she couldn't survive the birth of a child." Jian Yuze smiled maliciously, "That's why I married her. It's just that the two old people died earlier than I expected, which was a good thing for me."
Jian Ziyan lowered his head and repeated, "So you don't like mom, and you don't like me. This is not our fault. We are not wrong."
Jian Ziyan knew that his son was not mentally normal and he didn't want to continue to bother with a mentally ill person. He showed obvious impatience when he heard Jian Ziyan's question.
"Then you want to break Brother Yin Yao's hand because he is blocking your way?"
Jian Yuze was furious: "What's the point of you asking these questions now? You won, and the loser is the loser. Now you are still showing off to me? I have raised you for so many years in vain!"
The prison guard in charge warned him: "Watch your emotions!"
Jian Yuze calmed down for a moment, and a sneer appeared on his thin face: "Anyway, it's like this, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. You can laugh at me here, but you will always be my son. No matter how much you hate me, my blood is flowing in your veins. Yin Yao will never really like you. When he sees you, he will think of me. You will never...
happiness. "
Jian Ziyan's eyes widened and his voice changed: "You... have always known that I like Brother Yin Yao?"
"If you don't like him, why would you rebel against me again and again because of him?" Jian Yuze said impatiently, "Do you think I can't see your little tricks? The fact that I didn't kill you directly is the biggest reason for my failure."
Jian Ziyan stared at him in a daze for a moment, then showed a look of relief.
"It turns out that you know everything, but you just watch me struggle like a clown because you hate me." He said, "I understand, Dad."
"Since everything is fine, then go away and don't waste my time anymore." Jian Yuze pretended to get up, "I will pretend that I never gave birth to a son like you."
Jian Ziyan looked up at him: "Dad, can I hug you? You have never hugged me in all these years."
Jian Yuze looked at him with an incredulous look, his face full of "Are you crazy?"
Jian Ziyan stood up and slowly approached Jian Yuze, pretending not to see anything.
He looked too harmless, and was a fragile and pale boy. Neither Jian Yuze nor the prison guards were wary of him in the slightest.
Jian Ziyan walked forward and gently hugged Jian Yuze's body, completely ignoring his almost overflowing disgust.
"Dad, I'm sorry I had to do this."
The moment Jian Yuze felt something was wrong, a cold blade stabbed directly into his chest!
Jian Yuze's face was filled with astonishment. At this moment when his perception was slowed down to an infinite speed, he lowered his head and saw a delicate, white, scarred hand tightly grasping the handle of a fruit knife.
"you……!"
As soon as Jian Yuze opened his mouth, endless blood gushed out of his mouth. He fell to the ground, watching Jian Ziyan being quickly controlled by the prison guards with a dazed look in his eyes.
He could never have imagined that a cowardly child like Jian Ziyan would have the courage to stab someone in the chest.
Jian Ziyan was crying. His restrained body looked so thin and weak. No one could believe that he had just done such a thing.
"I'm sorry, Dad. I'm sorry." Jian Ziyan was out of breath. "But I have no choice. Only if you die, I will be safe, Brother Yin Yao will be safe, and we will be truly safe. I'm sorry."
"You...rebellious son..."
Jian Yuze only had time to utter these few words before he collapsed with his eyes wide open and stopped breathing in disbelief.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Jian Ziyan kept muttering like a madman, "I know I shouldn't have done this, so I give my life back to you, back to you..."
Amid the warning alarm, Jian Ziyan fainted.
…
Yin Yao was rushing to the hospital when he received the call.
He had already made a reservation at the restaurant and told them to start preparing the food in about half an hour, so that when he went back to pick up Jian Ziyan and then rushed over, he would be able to catch the food in time.
I don’t know if the boy has woken up yet. If he hasn’t woken up yet, will he act like a spoiled child and not want to get up when I call him?
The boy has been becoming more and more open in front of him recently. Whenever Yin Yao thinks of the boy's unique intimacy and trust in him, his heart can't help but warm up and he is filled with a strong sense of happiness.
Just then his phone rang. He originally didn't intend to answer it, but when he saw the caller ID showed it was from the police station, he had to pull over to the side of the road and pressed the answer button.
"Hello, hello, is this Mr. Yin Yao?"
"Please come to xx hospital. Mr. Jian Ziyan just passed away. You are the only contact person in his phone."
Yin Yao's expression was frozen on his face.
"who?"
He spoke each word with emphasis.
"Who did you say died?"
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