The rain curtain enveloped the entire Shanghai South Railway Station. Passengers coming and going were in a hurry. Li Dian and Lai Yang stood at the entrance holding a black umbrella, which attracted many passengers' puzzled looks.
"Hello, fellow passengers. Train D305 from Shanghai to Hangzhou is about to depart. Please…"
It was not until the departure signal sounded in the waiting hall that Lai Yang came to his senses. He knew that Song Wen had really left.
They just announced their marriage not long ago, but who could have imagined that love would reach this point in the blink of an eye.
Of all the emotions in the world, love is the most unique. When it comes, just a single word like "hello" can cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split, and it lasts until death.
But when it left, it couldn't even say goodbye, and all the vows we made became nothing more than a passing cloud.
Ridiculous and absurd!
Lai Yang looked at Li Dian, who was standing beside him and also in a daze.
"Dian Li, can you tell me what's wrong with you recently? I always think you are weird."
Li Dian turned around and said expressionlessly, "Really?"
"Yes, I always feel like you've been heartbroken, what happened?"
Li Dian smiled and pushed up the frame of his glasses: "Who am I going to break up with? Laiyang, I think what Song Wen said just now is very right. We really need to reconsider the development of the theater."
Laiyang's face darkened.
A venue with thousands of people is like a watershed.
Before this, Lai Yang always thought that the most critical issue in running a theater was selling tickets, but now it seems that this business is not that simple.
The team's personnel reserves, the theater's advantages, development plans, etc. all need to be carefully worked out.
To put it bluntly, we need to have a development model instead of letting it grow wildly.
But these things cannot be thought of and implemented right now.
If the entrepreneurial team can’t even unite their members, how can we talk about the second step
Lai Yang felt frustrated again. The more he felt frustrated, the more he missed the girl with the scent of white magnolia.
But she seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. Even when such a big thing as the theater was closed, she didn't even say a word of greeting.
Suddenly, Lai Yang felt that they were like copies of Song Wen and Yun Lu!
This thought made Lai Yang's heart tremble, and then he immediately sent a message to Tian Jing.
Jingjing, I was wrong to quarrel with you last time. I said something too harsh and shouldn’t have said that Yu Bo was not…
After typing this, Lai Yang deleted everything and rewrote it.
It’s raining in Shanghai and
Are you feeling okay
…
After parting with Li Dian, Lai Yang received another call from Yuan Shengda. She said that Yun Lu was crying very sadly and asked if Song Wen was really gone
After explaining the situation, Yuan Shengda started cursing for no apparent reason and asked them to stop the man immediately!
"He was taking the high-speed train. How the hell could I stop him? Should I lie on the tracks?!" Lai Yang cursed.
…
When he returned to the theater, it was already dark. Lai Yang stared at the extinguished neon sign of the club and was in a daze for a long time.
Just when he was about to go in to avoid the rain, a strange phone call came in!
Lai Yang answered the call with hope, but the voice on the other end was not a peaceful one, but the voice of the little turtle he particularly hated.
"Laiyang, I heard from President Su that you don't plan to cooperate with Guangxun? Don't you want to do a national tour?"
LaiYang took a deep breath, hummed with anger, and then the hair gave out a frivolous smile~
"Your theater performances have also stopped. Why?"
"Take a rest. Everyone has been working hard recently."
"Okay, you decide on your own, but... if you need any help in the future, you can come to me directly. Jingjing is very busy recently, so try not to bother her in the future. Besides, she doesn't have the relevant resources in this regard."
The phone creaked when Lai Yang squeezed it.
He guessed that the little turtle had most likely seen the message he sent to Tian Jing today!
Lai Yang said no and hung up the phone.
At this moment, he felt like there was a gust of air in his chest and he couldn't breathe it out. He didn't want to stay in the theater anymore, so he sat down on a bench on the street.
The rain soaked my pants, and a bone-chilling feeling swept over me.
Lai Yang looked at the wide road in a daze. There was water on the asphalt, reflecting the city lights in a variety of colors.
The street in front of me is very wide. Sitting at one end and looking at the other, I can't see the faces of the people walking on the other side.
Lai Yang doesn't like this feeling. Instead, he misses the city where he lived as a child.
The society was not well developed at that time and the streets were generally narrow. Playful children and young men and women would always move freely between the two sides of the street while playing.
There are very few cars, and only the occasional blue and white bus passes by.
There was no fence in the middle of the road, and everyone's footsteps were light, unlike now, when everyone carries a heavy feeling. There are zebra crossings and traffic lights on the street, and everything is full of cold rules.
The cigarette was burned to the end, and the wind in Laiyang made it a little cold.
He got up and went to the nearby Tangjiu Convenience Store
I bought a bag of Drunkard Peanuts, two bottles of white wine, and a pack of Yunyan cigarettes at the store.
After returning to the theater, Lai Yang only turned on a spotlight on the stage, then put out a small round table backstage and sat down in the audience to eat peanuts and drink wine.
The spotlight only illuminated a circle in the center of the stage, and the rest of the place was shrouded in darkness. Lai Yang sat in the darkness, with the only sound of the crackling of burning tobacco in his ears.
He didn't eat dinner that night, and after drinking the wine, he felt a burning sensation in his stomach.
After a while, he felt a little dizzy from drinking. At that moment, Lai Yang felt a little dizzy.
Oops, hypoglycemia strikes again!
While Lai Yang was still conscious, he opened the address book and randomly called Yuan Shengda. He just called out "Shengda" weakly, and the next second, he fell to the ground and fainted.
…
I don't know how long it took before I gradually regained consciousness.
Lai Yang opened his eyes weakly and found himself lying in a small house, but his body could not move.
At this moment he felt someone approaching, and this unknown fear made his hair stand on end.
nightmare
Lai Yang has encountered this situation before. The scientific explanation is that this is the awakening of the cerebral cortex, but the person is still in a dream state. In this situation, don't be nervous, just slowly roll your eyeballs and you will wake up.
Lai Yang immediately rolled his eyes vigorously, but then an exquisite and beautiful face appeared above his eyes.
"Laiyang, why are your eyes twitching?"
"… "
Tranquil
Lai Yang froze. The person standing in front of her was indeed Jing Jing. Her beautiful eyes were filled with water as she looked at him with a worried look on her face...
Is this a fucking nightmare
There is such a beautiful nightmare?!
"Hey~ Can you hear me?"
Tian Jing put the bowl in her hand aside and waved her white little hand over Lai Yang.
Lai Yang laughed, really laughed. He didn’t want to wake up from this kind of dream in his entire lifetime.
"What are you laughing at? Are you okay?"
Her hand touched Lai Yang's forehead very softly. Lai Yang smiled and swallowed his saliva, and said in a weak mosquito voice: "You in my dream... are still so beautiful, hehe..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lai Yang felt the warmth of her palm.
Wait a minute!
How can there be temperature in dreams
Is this... true?!