MTL - My 26-year-old Female Tenant-v2 Chapter 57 : Mochou met on the road

Taking advantage of the ups and downs of the music, Robben first threw off the high heels on his feet, and when he entered the chorus, he stepped on the speaker with one foot, and played a melodious and restless melody with the guitar with super high technique , and then took the opportunity to shake off the wig on his head, and recovered his male body in a calm manner, but the audience regarded his little trick as a gimmick full of surprises, and once again fell into hoarse shouts Among them, indeed, Robben is the well-deserved king of the scene, and often just his unconscious action can bring the scene into a scene that is about to explode. Rather than saying that Robben is a talented singer, I would rather Calling him a soul singer, the appeal of his works is rarely seen among singer-songwriters.

Of course, because my popular music works have been widely disseminated on Weibo, and I also have a considerable number of fans. Many of them came to the scene tonight, but compared with popular singers, our performance scene is not Light sticks, all the audience are expressing their love for rock and folk songs with the most original shouts.

After a song, I left the stage to Robben, and then went backstage. Even though the scene was very atmospheric, my mood was still restless. I still thought that the one I saw on Mochou Road might even be Mi Cai figure.

I smoked a cigarette, then called Ye Luo who was still in Suzhou, I thought: She might know something about Mi Cai, I at least want to make sure that woman is Mi Cai, so I can save myself I feel restless.

  The phone was connected by Ye Luo after a while, and she said in surprise: "Mr. Zhao, shouldn't you be at the concert now? Why are you still free to call me?"

  My tone was a little trembling: "Ye Luo, listen to me, I just saw Mi Cai on Mochou Road in Nanjing, so I called you to confirm whether she has returned to China or not."

   "Mr. Zhao, do you really suspect that I have a connection with Mr. Mi?"

"if not?"

  "...Mr. Zhao, if I tell you that I just met Mr. Mi before she went to America, would you believe me?"

   "I...you mean, many things were arranged by Mi Cai before going to America?"

"She just asked me to find a suitable time to quit your company. As for me, I am only a small part of Mr. Mi's business strategy layout, so I may not know more information than you. As for whether Mr. Mi has When you return to China, I think you should ask Mr. Chen Jingming, it will definitely be more reliable than asking me."

I thought about it, and then called Chen Jingming, wanting to ask him if Mi Cai had returned, but the answer I got was similar to Ye Luo's. Mi Cai had never had any direct contact with him. These difficult words made me feel a little helpless... I smoked a cigarette, and then used this cigarette to think a lot.

  ...

The concert was a success as expected. Friends gathered in the backstage to celebrate Robben and me, and discuss where to go for a supper and relax later. The voice was getting louder and louder, but I couldn't sit still anymore. After talking to everyone, I carried my guitar on my back and ran out of the performance venue quickly... I am afraid of missing it because of a few minutes of delay. I also know that if that hazy figure is really her, it also means that she does not want to see me. Otherwise, why would she rather leave the suspense to me than take the long-lost A smile appeared in front of my face?

Although it is already after spring at this time, the weather has not completely bid farewell to the severe cold, especially at night, the whole Mochou Road is still falling on the edge of winter, exuding a lonely atmosphere, and the moon floating in the night sky is trembling. The cold light fell on the windows of the passing cars, so the red car seemed to turn into a rose, and the white car turned into a smiling flower. They intertwined in front of me, pieced together my understanding of the whole Mochou Road Memories... It took a long time before I came back to my senses and found that I was still a little unreal standing in the calm night wind.

Unloading the piano case from my shoulders, I sat on a bench under the street lamp, lit a cigarette, and looked at the Mochou Road where few people would pass by, but I still clearly remember that a few hours ago, On the overcrowded Mochou Road, her face loomed in my sight, but I couldn't grasp it... How could I not be annoyed!

Time passed by like this in the deep night, and finally even those ladies who were wandering in the nightclub had already passed by my side with lighted cigarettes. I had to tell myself that a few hours ago That chance encounter was just the momentary beauty that God bestowed on me, so why should I be greedy to find out if she is the woman I have been thinking about day and night? I know better than anyone that a human being is not a tree or a lamp. Light, he (she) can move, and there will be no one in this world who stays in place and waits. A trip on a whim leaves behind the ends of the earth... At this moment, maybe only God knows where that figure has gone.

During this process, Robben and the others have called me many times, asking me to quickly go to the club they booked. At this time, they have finished their supper and are enjoying a full-body massage service. It is a torture to myself. After all, I have been exhausted for a day with high intensity, and I need this way to relieve fatigue.

But I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to find a small hotel on Mochou Road, unload my mental burden, and get a good night's sleep... Maybe there will be a perfect dream in my dream process and outcome.

I put the piano case on my shoulder again, walked towards the end of the street, and then passed by the "Mochou Coffee Shop" that I carefully crafted. A colored light is still flickering on and off.

  I smiled bitterly. If it’s really Mi Cai, why don’t you go in and have a seat when you see this coffee shop that was obviously built to commemorate our parting on this road? At that time, she didn't know that I was in the coffee shop, so why did she deliberately avoid it, so I became less and less convinced that the faintly visible face came from the sacred her in my heart, maybe it was just someone who resembled her woman.

   I lit my second cigarette on this road! Fill this somewhat empty night with memories.

  .......

I walked slowly towards the small hotel at the end of the street again, and saw her walking towards me from the opposite street without any warning. Our meeting was calm and peaceful, as if it was just With one eye contact, we stood in front of each other. I stared at the ups and downs of her breathing, and watched her hair fluttering in the night wind... Her face was still so clean and refined, still In my memory, there is no need to rely on cosmetics to whitewash the woman who can be shockingly beautiful... Yes, standing in front of me, she has long hair hanging down her shoulders, and her whole body is so simple and elegant, There are only two colorful earrings softly embellishing her beauty in the deep night.

I had too many emotions bursting out in an instant, and finally I just lowered my head, then looked at her and smiled, holding her clean cheeks gently with both hands, and said: "You are fatter than before, your days in the United States It should be doing well, right?"

  She clasped my fingers subconsciously, and said with a choked voice: "I heard that you did well in China, but you lost weight!"

  I replied sadly: "Because I don't have as big a heart as you... I didn't say anything when I came back. If I hadn't sat on this road for an hour, I'm afraid I missed it again?"

  She looked at me full of apology: "I just went back to China to do some business, and it only took two days. I don't want to suffer the sadness of parting after seeing each other."

   "Awesome! Even escape is so convincing!"

   "You are still as unforgiving as before..."

   "If you know how miserable I have been this year, you won't blame me so much...By the way, did you go to our show today? The scene is very hot!"

  Mi Cai shook her head...

I was a little disappointed, and hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter if I didn't go, but it's a pity that you didn't see Robben performing in a wig and high heels... Haha, that guy will definitely regard this concert as a Work is the biggest stain in life!"

As I said, I laughed loudly, but I held her hand even tighter. Who the **** knows if this is a dream that has not yet woken up. If it is, I have to desperately get some points in this dream It was cheap, so I held her tightly in my arms, and then whispered in her ear, talking about many things that happened this year...

Mi Cai just listened to me like this for a long time, until I stopped talking, she told me that she came out so late because she wanted to have a snack, then sleep, and return to the United States with her assistant tomorrow morning... ..

  I said, it might as well be a dream! At most, when I wake up tomorrow morning, I will lose myself in the sun for a while; now it’s all right, after a short night, the pain of parting tomorrow is so real in front of me, it’s so melancholy, depressing, and unbelievable so......

Mi Cai looked at me complaining, like looking at a child, she shook her head helplessly, then took my arm and smiled, then we walked to "Mochou Coffee Shop", I have that coffee shop I'm going to take her there to get some late-night snack and drink some milk.

If she is still willing to listen to my thoughts, I will tell her: What was the idea behind the design of this coffee shop, and what role does this coffee shop play in my beloved literature and art... ..Of course, she can't be idle, she has to talk to me, how she passed this year, we have been together for so long, and I have never seen her gain weight, but she really gained some weight after going to the United States , Is life in the United States much better than our leisure time in Xuzhou?