"Thank you everyone. In fact, I only understood it two days earlier. Why is there a moon in the sky? Scientific research shows that about 4.5 billion years ago, a celestial body named Theia violently hit the earth, leaving behind
The remains of the Earth have evolved into this moon hanging above human heads. It’s amazing, right? Judging from the vast dimensions of the entire universe, our position is no more than a red bean, and there is a 99.9999% chance that we will miss it.
And some extraterrestrial visitor who passed by..."
The cold shell of the sundial that had been in front of people for a long time was shattered on the ground. After singing "Winter Solstice", Weng Huaijing's desire for expression was like a set of springs stretched to the limit, encouraging her to face the confusion of the past on the still silent stage.
, looking into the distance with blade-like eyebrows, the metaphorical queen finally decided to be a hero once and for all: "In the end, she stayed as neighbors who will always be together~"
"Ha? That's okay too! No wonder Wen Wen Wen said the day before yesterday: "Some people used to compare me to the moon, but you are obviously more fickle!" Such a perfect word game, what was she planning?
How long has it been? Using the origin of the moon to refer to my identity... is really strange, bold and extremely romantic. It feels like "Winter Solstice" has been written back into a love letter - a whole universe in exchange for a red bean~"
The infinite slow motion replayed in his mind (silent film·Yanqi Lake in the early morning of the 9th). Yan Qing's heart was beating fast. He struggled to get away from the lingering film frames, hesitantly approached Li Mai, and he flashed his light at the camera.
Gesanghua walked out of her arms, raised her face carefully and added: "Yes, and coincidentally, in the last issue, we happened to make a new century music called "always with me, forever together"
(new age)~Huaijing played it with it the day before yesterday!”
…
"ah!"
"awsl!"
"咻咻咻咻～"
"Then what are you waiting for!"
"Together! Together!"
"The leader is hinting that he confesses his love?"
"Please stay together forever!"
…
The overall speech was actually very emotional, and Yan Qing's caution came from the experience of being sanctioned too many times. However, after these words came out, in addition to triggering screams, whistles, applause and other boos from the audience, he did enough to resist injury.
The prepared body has not been tested by the silence technique, which is good news, but there is also bad news - Weng Huaijing next to him did not respond at all, and did not even look at it.
"emm... Mom said that distance is more like a fantasy concept, because human beings need distance to maintain a sense of security. Later life experiences told me that the world is so big, there are always places that the human heart cannot reach, and that is the so-called distance
, but now I feel that no matter how far away I am, my hometown is where I feel at ease..."
The timbre was particularly crisp and vivid, and the smooth rhymes and rhymes could not hide the ups and downs of the tone. This sound mixed with a little vibrato and a small tail made Yan Qing quickly understand it - under too much tension, Weng Huaijingzhi could not be forceful.
With more than 50,000 ardent CP fans in the audience putting pressure on her, perhaps it was extremely difficult for her to smoothly narrate the lines she had memorized.
"As for... As for why there are tears in my eyes? The idealist explanation is probably that people can't help crying every time they think about something that they can't do anything about, emm... because essentially I am a clumsy-tongued and stubborn coward.
When I want to express something, I always mean the wrong thing. When encountering problems, I never want to retreat. Even if I grit my teeth, I have to pursue forward fiercely. It is inevitable that I will secretly wipe my tears."
The process was a bit suffocating, but Weng Huaijing managed to reveal a side of himself that was never easily revealed to more than 50,000 strangers or familiar spectators. The key point was that the tears did not flow out, and it was crystal clear.
Drops of amber were locked in her peach blossom eyes.
This passage is cryptic, difficult to understand, and completely inconsistent with the impression Weng Huai has on people. Looking at the scene that has returned to silence, there must be only a very few people who fully understand the deep affection she hides in those seemingly arrogant words.
For example, Yan Qing, a dignified seven-foot-tall man and three-time Best Actor winner, actually fell into silent sobs because of his lack of success.
"Hun-hum is so sensitive and fragile. She must have fallen into countless self-doubts in those years before she was mentally prepared to catch up. Not to mention how much hard work it took to make her grow into the powerful person she is today..."
The performance control ability that he used to be so good in the past suddenly failed. The only thing Yan Qing could do was to lower his head and try to remain calm. He was not afraid of embarrassment, he just couldn't bear to disturb his sweetheart.
"Why do the four seasons sing? Now that I think about it, maybe you want to warn me. The world is a valley of echoes. If you don't forget, there will be echoes. Everything is repeated and endless. You must believe that the right person will never miss it! emm... The next step should be
A question about growing up…”
The effect of forbearance was not bad. Weng Huaijing, who was only a few feet away, spoke a little faster, probably because she had adapted to the rhythm. She was immersed in self-analysis for a while and did not notice Yan Qing's gaffe: "I interpret this question as
-Why is the price of growth always based on suffering and loss?”
"So it's Heavenly Questions and Answers? "Winter Solstice" was really written by her into an immortal love letter. It's so touching. So if I ignore the past through amnesia, how can I feel at ease? What reason can I use to master the world?
With my ability, I am willing to bear such a cute and charming coward for six years? Will there be any changes in the future..."
After the wanton tears subsided, Yan Qing took precautions and started to reflect on the good times. The growing love in his chest drove him to secretly peek at Weng Huaijing, who was standing upright in front of Sasha. How quiet his sweetheart was in the perspective of him, and how beautiful the pine trees were in the empty valley;
How is it, the clouds reflect the clear pond; how is the spirit, the moon shines on the cold river, and a whole hibiscus is like a knife on the face, like an eyebrow, how can one not shed tears at this.
"Probably the word "life" is composed of two words: "joy" and "tears". The rarest thing for a person is to be able to withstand the best of everything in life, and also accept the worst arrangements. Oscar Wilde said this about a person
No matter how rich we are, we cannot redeem his past. All we can do is make peace with our past..."
It wasn't until the relatively long fifth question that Yan Qing's eyes were blurred that he was discovered by Weng Huaijing, who was trying to establish a connection again. When two strands of the same vague and misty eyes intertwined, he simply wanted to draw some courage from his boyfriend.
She almost lost control as she continued: "These... these were taught to me by a... very important person before. Later... he taught me more by his example..."
…
Desire to recharge: "Are you a crybaby? I hate it~"
Super Power Clear: "But this love letter is so sad!"
Cute and charming: "Then you better listen~"
Her eyes are full of gentleness and clarity: "I'm sure I'm all ears~"
Clumsy and stubborn: "I'm worried that I won't be able to control the situation..."
You are always quick and wise: "Don't worry, I'll be with you in everything!"
…
The undercurrent of love is worth more than a thousand words. Few people realize that Weng Huaijing and Yan Qing have communicated with each other for several rounds. In a dimension invisible to everyone, they are close to each other in the form of trees, and their roots are tight.
Holding it in the ground, the leaves touch each other in sight. They share all the cold waves, wind and thunder, and thunderbolts in the winter night in the imperial capital, as well as the endless mist, mist, and neon in their melancholy reverie.
"Love is a soft cushion for landing, rather than harsh and avoidable sharpness. Suffering and loss are not the purpose of our experience in the rolling world. If you treat this world gently, it will also repay you with tenderness.
you…"
Jie Yu trembled slightly, Weng Huaijing slowly turned her eyes away from Yue Ya'er, and picked up the topic again. It was rare that when she expressed such hard-core views, there was no hint of preaching in her narration, and she showed her sincerity to everyone.
He opened his heart: "The last question is that we tried to explore it as early as in "Ci Bu Da Yi", why are there so many walls blocking communication between people? Well, to be honest, it was actually a long time ago that our Di Wu Deng
The principal once gave me similar advice..."
The biting north wind was not without its benefits. The tears on the completely healed Yan Qing's face were exposed and Shao Qing was completely dry. The whole thing was now tied to the pas de deux that the two pretended to be separated by a thick glass in the seventh issue.
, with such a sweet soul, he wished he could sing a song like "Love is a Happy Bullet" on the spot.
"She said, Huai Jing, you are used to building countless walls in your heart to wrap yourself up layer by layer, so as to keep people away thousands of miles away. Normally, even if you have contact at work, you are as cold as ice, which makes people uncomfortable.
Dare to get close, is it really worth it to be so indifferent? I really hope there is someone who can warm you..."
If the matter of recharging and renewing courage could be digitized, probably at this moment, Weng Huaijing would have reached the highest level of power loss. He did not dare to look at Yan Qing anymore, and his speaking speed was also stretched to the limit. At a node that no one expected, he pressed the button with both hands.
With her chest in front of her, she suddenly said: "I didn't say anything at the time, but now I can respond. It's worth it! Because there is always such a person in my heart (the following content is covered by a torrent of noise). Although we met again
It was so ugly - I even...even hurt him, but luckily...but luckily, no matter how many difficulties, obstacles, ups and downs the process had..."
…
"?"
"this…"
"Ouch!"
"impossible!"
"Alas!"
"Ah Qingbao fell!"
"It's time, family..."
"I really want to cry to death, he..."
"Who can be worse than me? I just took it today!"
…
After hearing the shocking news, I heard that Weng Huai had long been in love with her, and I saw her on the giant screen like a daughter holding back tears, lowering her face, half-browed eyebrows, and the series of critical strikes were like a series of thunderbolts from the blue, destroying five people.
Thousands of new and old close-to-nature CP fans have broken through the defenses, and pessimism has spread rapidly among the mourners, and countless people have completely collapsed their mentality.
This kind of noise that suddenly turned from silence to sorrow far exceeded the highest decibel produced by all the previous irritable performances. In a short time, it completely covered the sound system of the (Xia Stage), so that Weng Huai's voice was as loud as a flying fly.
The follow-up was not spread at all, and the key point that caused the misunderstanding was the core pain point of close-to-nature CP fans - "It is too difficult to be emotional under the crown of the leader, how can anyone dare to think that this so-called sweetheart refers to Yan
Where’s Qing?”
Occupying the information gap in some areas of the backstage and VIP seats, the initial response indeed proved that human beings are not completely pessimistic. The cheers and cheers that broke out in the opposite direction even caused strong discomfort in other people.
When Luo Bing, who was lip-reading, saw the close-up of Weng Huaijing, her expression suddenly changed. After giving Ji Xianlin some instructions, she picked up the phone and hurried away from the melon-eating front line. After that, the behavior of the two people also changed very quickly.
Gotta get together.
"Over the years, we...we have never stopped running towards each other...as long as the ending is good, it's enough, zichi~zichichi~zichi~ (The volume suppression buff is gradually recovering since then) Just like he just said
Just like that..."
Although Weng Huaijing tried three times to control the scene by pausing and waiting, raising the audio frequency, and increasing the volume, Yan Qing also resorted to communication and noise tactics again after failing to speak out. However, because the scene was so thoroughly blown up, all their efforts were somewhat ineffective.
It was not satisfactory. After all the remaining courage and restraint were used up, Kapok girl took advantage of the chaos and turned around and pretended to be an ostrich: "After the winter solstice, the days will become longer, the sun is rushing towards us, and spring is not far away.
Everything will go well, everyone should be happy~"
…
"No!"
"Ouch!"
"It's hard to calm down!"
"I'm not happy!"
"My heart stopped!"
"How come it's so smooth!"
"My happiness is gone!"
"Yan Qing is crying, his eyes are so red!"
"You don't even want to look at him!"
"Alas! His spring ended early..."
"20191110, 11 o'clock in the evening, tears become poetry!"
…
There is an elegiac song that says that prosperity and beauty are fleeting, and being close to nature becomes a dream. You must know that "Winter Solstice" is a tear-jerker. As the atmosphere fell into the unforgettable be aesthetics, a surging wave of tears hit Caochangdi
, the uncontrollable sadness superimposed and escalated into a sea of emo, and Yan Qing, who was at the center of the storm, also sensed the seriousness of the situation.
"What the hell? You misunderstood? Hey, the person she was talking about is me, okay? Damn! Who the hell turned off my microphone again..."
He vaguely guessed that Weng Huaijing's motive for doing this was to prevent him from bearing the reputation of being a scumbag alone in the future. Yan Qing also tried to help with the show when he just stopped accumulating power. The result was exactly the same as the situation during the recording of the program yesterday.
For some reason, Zhi Limai was muted again by the director, which infuriated Yan so much that he could only use his voice to calm the audience's mood: "Don't make noises, I feel very good..."
A loud voice is the most basic quality for a drama actor, but the acoustic structure of the summer stage is very different from that of a small theater. It is difficult to control the scene without the powerful lion's roar. What's even more tragic is that even if there are a few people in the front row
When the audience hears or sees his efforts, they will only assume that Yan Qing is just pretending to be relieved. The look in everyone's eyes with a hint of compassion is proof of this: "Yes, you feel very good.
Okay, it’s just that regret occasionally falls out of my eyes, I understand, we all understand..."
In fact, there are ways to solve the mess, and the operability can even be described as being at your fingertips. Yan Qing, who is lucky enough to have ample bank balances, only needs to take two steps to the left and rear, and then hug a certain ostrich girl from behind——
That was the end of the matter, but after noticing that Weng Huaijing had deliberately replaced the unspoken word "lucky" with "fortunately" in his explanation, he was also worried that his sweetheart might not completely overturn the predetermined agreement.
What does public relations plan mean?
Hesitant to move forward, unable to speak his mind, and somehow enveloped in a vast ocean of compassion, Yan Qing truly experienced the feeling of dumbfounding, but was reluctant to let Weng Huaijing die alone, secretly clutching the Gesang flower in her arms,
At the end of the road, he had one last resort - to express it through music and melody. At least he had just verified that the channel of the acoustic guitar pickup was continuously open.
…
"Eternal life and endless life"
you and me
Countdown to the scars of detours
humming softly
joy, anger, sorrow and joy
wait for me
In the eternal night of winter
Holding your hands』
…
Countless melodies floated through his mind for a while. When the above paragraph sounded, the first thing that Yan Qing thought of was the scene where Weng Huaijing answered why the four seasons have to sing - the beauty is as quiet as the pines growing in the empty valley, especially the look on her face when her sweetheart asserts that everything is going round and round, and life is endless.
His firmness and determination are destined to become a new emotional moment that he urgently needs to remember.
…
"I am willing to bear all the sins
I don’t want to see you sad and crying either
I would rather forget all the pain
face you again
ignorant impulse
Do you love me or not?
I don't know what to say
Do you love me or not?
Maybe I’ll feel better if I tear off the hypocrisy.」
…
The so-called immortal love letter can naturally touch people's emotions in all kinds of ways, so there is also a corresponding bgm when Weng Huaijingchu pitifully whispers about the bloody Shanghai incident. In fact, every time Yan Qing recalls all the events, the only feeling in his heart is guilt.
, even if she holds the Gesang flower dripping with blood upside down, she is still beautiful, like a holy Valkyrie who shines like the moon on the cold river.
…
"I promised to take you wandering
But I returned halfway and fell into the ocean of self-blame
I found that I couldn't live without you, so I decided to go back
you are no longer where you were
.(not hydrological).
Can I be with you?
There are too many memories between us
Falling in love with you makes no sense
I just happened to meet you when I first fell in love.』
…
Pushing the thoughts forward a little further, the song that can’t wait to cut into Yan Qing’s thoughts corresponds to Weng Huaijing singing "Winter Solstice" with tears in his eyes. Hearing a lonely voice claiming that he is not afraid of wandering around the world, he firmly believes that there will be someone to accompany him in the future.
Let’s look at the red clouds all over the sky together. How could he not fall in love with such a beautiful girl who is as graceful as the clouds reflecting on the clear pond?
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
There will be another chapter before one o'clock. Pay off the debt. Let me pay it off.