He Must Be Alive
Chengdu was more bustling at night than during the day. Especially in the summer, whether it was the pedestrian street of Chunxi Road, the bar street of Jiuyan Bridge, the most famous nightclubs in Chengdu, or the famous hotpot restaurants and fly shops, all of them were crowded with people and it was very lively.
Li Xiang was riding his beloved motorcycle through the streets and alleys. He was more and more fond of this colorful city, and he liked the present substantial enjoyment even more. Every day, he could meet all kinds of people and hear all kinds of interesting stories. He really didn't know how he lived in the past, but this kind of life now was quite good.
Not long after, Li Xiang arrived at the bar street of Jiuyan Bridge. He casually parked his motorcycle on the side of the road. There were many cars parked here, so he wasn't afraid of losing it. Moreover, there were so many people and there were also surveillance cameras. Which thief would be so daring?
Carrying his guitar, he walked into the bar street. This street was so lively no matter whether it was spring, summer, autumn, winter, wind or rain. Especially during holidays, it was even more crowded. It was the same on summer nights. Everyone came out to drink and enjoy the wind, and the most eye-catching thing on this street were those beauties.
It was really impossible to know how many beauties there were in Chengdu.
Although Li Xiang also liked to look at beautiful girls, he didn't have any special thoughts about them. Perhaps it was because he had been with his aunt for a long time. What kind of beauty could enter his discerning eyes? Moreover, there was Ah Ning now. The fresh and refined Ah Ning was definitely a great beauty. It was said that there were many boys chasing after Ah Ning, but Ah Ning didn't seem to be moved by any of them.
Carrying a guitar, Li Xiang was not ordinary. The eyes of many beauties would stay on him for a few seconds. Who asked this man to have a kind of vicissitude temperament, especially the back view of carrying a guitar. He was like a wandering singer who had experienced the ups and downs of the prosperous world and finally returned to the streets.
After arriving at the bar, Li Xiang politely greeted the manager and the security guards. This bar was relatively big in Jiuyan Bridge. It had a total of three floors. Each floor was two hundred square meters. Each floor also had a resident singer. It was just that each floor had a different style. The hall on the first floor was mostly filled with young bands singing pop songs. There were Chinese songs and English songs.
The second floor was rock and roll. The customers here were more complicated. There were old people and young people. The drinks here were also the best-selling.
The third floor was the more common folk song bar in Jiuyan Bridge. Compared to other bars in Jiuyan Bridge, there were fewer customers on the third floor. Perhaps the location was not very good. After all, it was on the remote third floor. or perhaps people didn't know. After all, many people came to the first floor and saw that it was full. Not to mention how comfortable it was to sit in a bar facing the street.
But recently, because of Li Xiang's arrival, there were more customers on the third floor than before. Many of them were returning customers, and they would even take the initiative to greet Li Xiang. The boss couldn't help but be happy with the decision he made.
The reason why Li Xiang could come here to sing was that the boss of the express delivery station recommended him. He happened to hear him play the guitar and sing quite well, so he said that Li Xiang was quite suitable for singing. After all, singing here was more profitable than the express delivery. He only needed to sing for half an hour and he could get 300 yuan. How could Li Xiang not be interested?
Of course, he also wanted to make more money, which could relieve his aunt's pressure. The bookstore's business was not good. Maybe one day it would be closed. They couldn't go wandering on the street. He could make three hundred yuan by singing for half an hour. How could Li Xiang not be interested?
The bookstore's business was not good. It might be closed one day. At that time, they couldn't go wandering on the street. It was okay for him to wander alone, but not for his aunt, who was a fairy who didn't eat the food of the world.
Li Xiang always felt that this money was his aunt's dowry money. Who let his aunt have a burden like him? No wonder she never got married. Therefore, he had to earn more money and strive to buy a house in Chengdu one day. Then, they would have a real place to stay.
"Li Xiang, get ready. It's your turn soon." As soon as Li Xiang went to the third floor, the manager in charge of the third floor pulled him and said.
Li Xiang said with a smile, "Everything is ready."
No matter if it was folk or rock, he could sing a lot of songs. Every night, he just needed to choose a few songs. Anyway, the third floor was not like the first floor or the second floor. He still needed a band to cooperate with him. But Li Xiang hoped to go to the second floor one day. It was good to shout and shout to his heart's content.
Li Xiang also thought that when he was familiar with the bookstore, he could go to a few more bars. For example, if he went to three bars every night, he could earn eight or nine hundred yuan. Plus, he could work at the courier station during the day. He could earn tens of thousands of yuan every month. This way, he could subsidize the bookstore.
But his aunt asked him to go home before 12 o 'clock every night. So he could only go to three bars at most. He couldn't go too far. He could only go to the Jiuyan Bridge. But almost every bar had a fixed singer, so his chance was a little slim.
When Li Xiang was playing with the guitar, the greasy manager ran over again and whispered in his ear, "Li Xiang, that beauty is here again. I think she has a crush on you."
Li Xiang subconsciously looked at the seat next to the window, sure enough, the girl came again, they just had a little interlude, why did this girl keep pestering him, it seems like apart from her, there were two other close friends today. Li Xiang subconsciously looked at the seat next to the window.
Li Xiang just took a glance and came back to his senses. He adjusted the guitar and went on stage. After a simple warm-up, he began to play the guitar. There was not much nonsense or interaction.
Li Xiang's voice was a little hoarse. His eyes looked a little vicissitudes. So it was especially suitable to sing folk songs. No wonder there were so many returning customers.
The first song was "This Life Is About You".
"In the distance, the lights are shining. You are alone on the road with your head down.
The bigger the city, the more flustered it is. The more longing it is.
The bigger the city, the more flustered it is. The more longing it is.
Time makes us weak and strong.
Let me sing to you gently again.
I want to accompany you more. I want to tell you the scenery of the first half of my life.
In every silent night, I will think about the love and hate about you … "
At the beginning of the song, Li Xiang squinted his eyes and looked very calm. He did not know what he had experienced in the first half of his life. Anyway, he could not remember it. Even if he knew, he did not know who to tell the scenery of the first half of his life to.
However, as he sang, countless images suddenly flashed in his mind. These images were clear and blurry. They were things that Li Xiang had never experienced before. He wanted to hold on to them, but he could not. He could only see many figures flashing by. His eyes became more and more painful, as if he had recalled many sad memories. Inexplicably, he felt a little heartache. It was so painful that he could not breathe.
Li Xiang insisted on singing until the end of the song. Then he put down the guitar and walked down.
The supervisor, Brother Chao, ran over and said, "Li Xiang, what's wrong with you?"
Li Xiang said in pain, "Brother Chao, I might not be able to sing tonight. I'm not feeling well."
"Li Xiang, what do you mean by that? None of the resident singers here dares to quit," Brother Chao said impatiently. It would take another hour for the next resident singer to arrive. If Li Xiang couldn't even hold on for half an hour, wouldn't all the guests have left?
Li Xiang knew that it was his fault. It was not appropriate for him to quit. Moreover, the job here was really good. He could not just quit. He could only say, "Brother Chao, let me rest for a few minutes."
Brother Chao had no choice. If it was not a job, he would not be so strict. He could only give in and said, "Okay, take a rest first. Anyway, half an hour is not less."
Li Xiang nodded with a smile. Thank you for your understanding.
Li Xiang found a random seat and sat down. He asked his colleague to pour him a cup of hot water. After he sat down, his eyes were a little blurred. He tried hard to remember who those shadows were. It seemed that he did not know any of them. Could it be that they were his old friends? Because he had forgotten about the past. Should he ask his aunt later?
But he did not think that she would tell him. He had asked his aunt several times, but she did not say anything.
Just when Li Xiang was in a daze, an uninvited guest suddenly came to him. After she sat down, she said softly, "What's wrong?"
Li Xiang looked away and found that it was the beautiful girl who had been here for three days. The girl was dressed very beautifully tonight. She was wearing a black dress. Judging from her dressing, she did not seem to be from an ordinary family. After all, he had seen the girl driving a Ferrari that was worth millions of yuan.
"What's wrong?" Li Xiang said coldly.
The beautiful girl pouted and said, "Nothing. I just want to ask if you have anything to do. You seem a little uncomfortable."
"I'm fine." Li Xiang replied straightforwardly. It seemed that he was not interested in such a beautiful girl at all. If other people in the bar knew about this, they would only feel that it was a waste.
The beautiful girl did not expect that Li Xiang would be so stubborn. She frowned and said, "Can I buy you a drink?"
"My aunt doesn't allow me to drink." Li Xiang refused directly.
The beautiful girl did not expect that she would be rejected again. She had never been rejected by a man for so many years. But this was the second time in front of the man in front of her. She felt a little wronged and replied, "I don't mean anything else. I just want to thank you for saving me that day."
"I see." Li Xiang said lightly. Then he said, "If there's nothing else, I'm going to continue singing."
After that, Li Xiang stood up and went on the stage to continue singing.
In fact, nothing happened that day. When he was about to go back, he met this beautiful girl in the alley behind. She seemed to be in a bad mood after drinking too much. At that time, when she was waiting for the designated driver, she was hit by three or four drunk men. Li Xiang did not want to make trouble, but he could not ignore such a thing. He had to be a busybody.
Originally, he just wanted to scare the three drunk men away. Who knew that they would fight after drinking too much. Li Xiang had no choice but to deal with them. Although his aunt never allowed him to fight, he did not know why he was so good at martial arts. Anyway, after solving the girl's problem, the girl's designated driver came. Li Xiang directly left with his guitar. When he turned back, he saw that she was leaving in a Ferrari.
Who knew that the next day, the girl directly found the bar where he sang. Li Xiang did not know how she found it, but he thought that there must be a way. Then she listened to songs here for three days in a row. This made Li Xiang a little troubled, but he did not know what to do. The girl took the initiative to say hello to him several times, but Li Xiang politely rejected her by saying that he wanted to sing or go home.
It was the same tonight.
Li Xiang had almost recovered. He was not in so much pain, so he began to sing again.
The girl had to go back to her seat. One of her best friends, who was dressed very sexy and charming, said, "Sisi, no way. You were rejected again? If this is known by everyone, it will definitely be explosive news. "
Another best friend, who was wearing spaghetti straps and hot pants, said disdainfully, "What's there to be proud of? You're just a stinky loser. What's there to be proud of? You really think you're somebody."
The girl called Sisi did not say anything. She just sat there quietly and drank. When Li Xiang was almost done singing, she left with her best friend. But she would definitely come again tomorrow. She did not believe that he would ignore her all the time. Humph.
After Li Xiang finished singing for half an hour, he directly went home with his guitar. In the past, he would be busy in the bar or go out for a stroll before going home. But tonight, he had no interest at all.
On the way home on the small electric scooter, those figures still appeared in Li Xiang's mind. He seemed to have caught one of them. It was a very beautiful woman, more beautiful than many beautiful women he had seen. It seemed that she was not much worse than his aunt. But who was she?
Li Xiang did not know.
Los Angeles, Beverly Hills.
Somewhere in a very expensive mansion, a rather stunning young woman was holding a little girl and flipping through photos. The little girl was very beautiful and lovely. Her big watery eyes could not help but make people feel pity for her. She pointed to a man with a bright smile in the photo and pouted, "Mom, when will Dad come back to see me?"
The young woman said softly, "Yuan Yuan, be good. Dad will be back soon. Dad loves Yuan Yuan the most."
"Yuan Yuan loves Dad too," the little girl said obediently. Although she did not know that she had never seen her father, every time she saw these photos, she felt that her father had always been by her side. So she liked looking at her father's photos very much.
The young woman was very pleased and said, "Yuan Yuan, mom will take you back to China next month. Do you miss grandpa and grandma?"
"Okay, okay!" Yuan Yuan happily danced and said.
At this time, the young woman closed the photo album. Her eyes drifted along the window to the distance. Three years had passed. Was he really still alive?
He must be alive. He must be alive.
She firmly believed …
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