When Xiaoyan brought the zither over, the dishes were also served. What Liu Lihai didn't expect was that Xiaoyan had already changed into a long sleeved dress, looking even more elegant. Thinking about the ancient women sitting with the zither, Xiaoyan was probably deliberately imitating it.
Xu Xinhua's eyes also lit up, and his gaze fell on Xiaoyan even more passionately. Liu Lihai felt more and more redundant, like a big light bulb, feeling uncomfortable all over. But at a time like this, he couldn't just leave since it was his treat.
Liu Lihai got up to pour wine for Xu Xinhua, and Xiaoyan hurriedly said, "I'll pour, I'll pour."
"Let Xiao Liu do it, you play the zither, play the zither." Xu Xinhua's gaze didn't move away from Xiaoyan.
Liu Lihai thought that this secretary general and Xiaoyan were now soul mates, and they both had feelings for each other, but they didn't break through that line of defense. When he thought of this, he actually felt guilty for indulging himself with women. Compared to the secretary general, she played it more elegantly.
Xiaoyan obediently sat down again, and when she played the zither, Liu Lihai was also dumbfounded. The song "High Mountain Running Water" flowed in this small private room like clouds passing through water, as if countless pairs of women's small hands were caressing his whole body's nerves. The feeling was indescribable, but it was definitely very comfortable.
Drinking wine and listening to this kind of music, ancient people still knew better than modern people, and they also understood the charm of art. This was what Liu Lihai was thinking at this time, because Xu Xinhua was completely immersed in Xiaoyan's song, and the words "get drunk" became redundant.
But after Xiaoyan finished playing this song, her eyes were full of tears. She quickly turned around and floated away, just like when she came with the zither on her back. After she left, Xu Xinhua seemed to have been hollowed out, and actually drank cup after cup with Liu Lihai.
Liu Lihai originally wanted to persuade Xu Xinhua to drink less, but he was the host, how could a host persuade a guest to drink less?
Xu Xinhua was probably spitting out the truth after drinking too much, he looked at Liu Lihai and said, "Brother, it's not easy to meet a bosom friend in one's life, it's not easy. Xiaoyan and I are just lovers. I know she has me in her heart because I saved her from a prostitute. "
As soon as Xu Xinhua's words fell, Liu Lihai was extremely surprised. His eyes naturally widened. He didn't expect these two people to have such a song.
"Brother, don't think too much. It was an anti-prostitution activity, and I was the leader of the team. Little Yan didn't fit in with the group of girls, and she looked pitiful. It was easy for a man to fall in love with a girl like her. I didn't know what I was thinking at the time, so I used the excuse of interrogating Xiao Yan. I found out that she came from the mountains. I thought that going to the city was the beginning of a beautiful dream. I didn't expect that she would be forcefully sent to a nightclub. Then, she would be forced to attend all kinds of training in the four arts. Eventually, she became a very unique girl. In the end, she made a living from this. It wasn't until she met me that she was willing to completely break away from her previous life. She came to Jiangnan and opened a small restaurant.
Brother, the whole process was like this. Between me and her, I don't know what it is. Every time I'm in a bad mood or a good mood, I'll come here to sit. Even if I don't say a word to Little Yan, it's still good. But until now, we haven't thought about breaking through this relationship. Sometimes, it's also good.
But today, I'm regretting it again. If I knew there would be such a day, would I have accepted Little Yan? There are many people in our circle who are kept by others. Moreover, I have feelings for Little Yan, even though she's just a prostitute. But feelings are still very strange. I don't feel it when I'm not leaving, but when I'm leaving, I feel that everything passes too quickly and I don't cherish it. "Xu Xinhua didn't speak smoothly at all, but Liu Lihai still listened very seriously.
On such a night, Liu Lihai thought that Xu Xinhua might just want an audience. Moreover, such a night was not easy for Xu Xinhua. For a high-ranking official in the position of Secretary General to talk about his feelings, unless their relationship was very strong, it was impossible to hear their sincerity.
Liu Lihai didn't expect to experience Xu Xinhua's story so happily. Of course, at the same time, he felt that he had an additional responsibility and obligation on his shoulders, which was to take care of Little Yan. This woman's life was much more bitter than Zi Di's. And judging from Xu Xinhua's feelings for Little Yan, he wasn't a person who would do anything to achieve his goals. It was just that people would always breed a lot of evil in a certain environment. Just like how he treated Zi Di, in the end, didn't he still have this girl?
Liu Lihai was also infected by Xu Xinhua and felt quite sad, but he didn't drink as much as the Secretary General because he still had to take care of the Secretary General, so he didn't dare to really get himself drunk.
The two men didn't know that they could drink so well. When Little Yan walked into the private room again, Xu Xinhua was already drunk and unconscious. Little Yan looked at the man and didn't say a word. Instead, she handed an envelope to Liu Lihai and asked him to wait for Xu Xinhua to wake up. After telling this, Little Yan still didn't stay and left the private room again.
Liu Lihai didn't expect to meet these two strange people. Moreover, who would rely on letters to communicate in this day and age?
Liu Lihai smiled bitterly. When he looked at the envelope again, he found that the envelope was open and not sealed. For a moment, his curiosity was aroused. What on earth was this woman in the envelope?
Liu Lihai touched the envelope again and again. The envelope was very thin and didn't seem to contain money. Could it be a check? Thinking of this, he was even more shocked. If it was really a check, what did Little Yan mean?
The more Liu Lihai thought about it, the more strange it was, but Xu Xinhua was already drunk and lying on the edge of the table. Fortunately, he was tall and young, so he had to carry the Secretary General downstairs and take a taxi to send him home. In the process, Little Yan actually didn't appear.
After taking a taxi with great difficulty, Liu Lihai got Xu Xinhua into the car with the help of the driver, and he sat next to the Secretary General to take care of him, afraid that he wouldn't be able to sit still and would bump into or hurt himself.
By the time he tossed Xu Xinhua back home, it was already late at night. Liu Lihai returned to the dormitory with Little Yan's envelope. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but open the envelope. There was only one page, and it said:
"I've always wanted to have a simple life. That's the kind of life I want more and more after experiencing many things, but reality is often so confusing. I actually just want to have a person, a village, a forest, and a river to accompany me in the morning light, watching the sparkling dew, letting the long skirt and wild grass fall in love with each other, letting the mountain and loneliness depend on each other, letting the gentle wind wash my wounded heart, letting my dreams fly, walking through the fields, wastelands, river sands, and ponds. That's a kind of ideal and dream life, a kind of life that I once abandoned, and a life that I once hated. I chose to stay away from it. I thought that life outside the mountain was so wonderful, I thought that I was the heroine of the family outside the mountain, but when I woke up from the dream, I realized that the simplest life was so difficult to have.
When I woke up from the dream, the city couldn't bear my waiting. The ecstatic commotion stopped with a word of tranquility. The simpler everything was, the harder it was. I could dream and dream passionately. I could need it and challenge it with passion, but life was always so dull. The fireworks of the world always revolved at the beginning of the dream. I couldn't keep the simple life I wanted, and I couldn't keep the rose that will wither in the heat. The amount of hope you have will be returned with the amount of disappointment. This is an unchanging philosophy, without reason or reason. When I came here, I was unprepared. When I left, my journey was desolate. The ending seemed to be destined at the beginning. One climax after another was always lost in anticipation. I didn't complain about the changes of time. It was simple, just like the naked body of a child in the afterlife. The filth of the world was left to grow. How much strength was needed to achieve transcendence? Let's go, let's go, the road will always be in front of us.
I was still the same me, calm after waking up. I thought that every suffering was a transcendence. I thought that every waiting was a hope, but it turned out that the main character was still spinning in circles. It turned out that all the designs were just a repetition. I was just a human, and the distance between me and God would be the end of this lifetime. I no longer hoped that I could transcend in God's dream. In the play that was being played, I had already seen the curtain fall. The unchanging philosophy would always be comprehended after sorrow.
What had to go would eventually go. I thought. This was true.
I wanted to go far away, before I woke up from my dream. I wouldn't ask me to stay, nor would I refuse. Only a life without hope was real. I thought. Only a wrong overestimation would lead to sorrow after ecstasy. This was an unchanging truth.
Life would still go on as usual. Simplicity would be left for the next lifetime, repetition for today. Why was everything still the same? How I didn't want to know this ending. How I didn't want to imagine this ending. Everything was repeated with scars. It was me who misjudged the falling of the fireworks in the world.
I no longer believed that I could change anything. I no longer believed that I could change anything. Except for the arrival of Chinese characters one after another in the chaotic world of demons, I had nothing else.
Soon, the ending of everything quickly was the shattering of the dream. Humans were like this. There was no right and no wrong. I couldn't find the right, and I couldn't have the wrong. Behind the fast was the bone-chilling icy water. Everything was a song of good. Let it be, let it be.
Liu Lihai looked at these words. He had to admit that they were well written. It was very sad. But what was Xiaoyan trying to express? Or did she think that she was just a prostitute in the past, and that she wasn't worthy of Xu Xinhua? Was that why she had such emotions when he was down and about to leave?
Women were always strange. Liu Lihai felt that more and more. Whether it was the women he had slept with or the Xiaoyan in front of him, they were all mysteries that he couldn't figure out.
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