No. 23 May Tragedy Single B-Side
May 1st, sunny. Wenren Book House offers free provision.
Han Qi slept until he woke up naturally. He opened his mobile phone and received a bunch of ambiguous text messages, all asking him to go on dates. He irritably turned off the phone, thought for a moment, then turned it back on again.
Feeling depressed and didn't want to go anywhere, dragged myself out at noon to eat. After finishing the meal, went back home and continued lying in bed.
Turning on the TV, all I saw were men and women wearing bizarre clothes singing and dancing on an arts program, with one host being noisier than the other, forcing out empty laughter for boring jokes. After flipping through channels, I finally landed on a music channel that I never watch normally, where there was only one white-haired female performer elegantly sitting in front of a black piano, her agile fingers bringing out flowing piano sounds. The elegant yet vibrant piano sounds made his heart clench up again.
He picked up his phone, amidst the occasionally slow and sometimes intense piano music coming from the TV, and began to clean up his phone's address book, deleting one by one those meaningless "Lis" and "Fangs". When his eyes fell on the three words "Tong Xiaomi", his fingers gently stroked the screen, and he let out a helpless sigh.
The performance has ended. A girl came on stage to present flowers, that figure, and Xiao Mi really look alike...
If it were millet, how would she smile?
He felt suffocated. After patting his chest, he decided to go to an internet cafe to surf the web.
Sitting in an internet cafe until late at night, a young girl with hair as short as Xiaomi's came over to chat him up. He took the young girl to a hotel room upstairs.
Without emotion, he mechanically moved his body, while the little girl under him still had a drunken face and shouted "Brother, you are so cool!"
Will Xiaomi's hair also be scattered on the sheets like this?
His mind was filled with all sorts of expressions about millet, he spent a night with a strange girl. Wen-ren-shu-wu
But in his heart, there was not a single thread of satisfaction.
What he wants is a smiling face with no evil intentions, yet still completely unsuspecting despite knowing that he has ulterior motives.
What he wants is a sincere gaze with clear and transparent eyes without any greed.
May 2nd, overcast with rain.
Han Qi slept until afternoon before waking up, the empty and gloomy hotel room air reminded him of last night's chaos.
On the bedside table was a note left by the little girl, with her phone number on it.
He felt dirty and got up to take a shower, letting the water flow continuously to wash his body.
It's raining outside, his empty body doesn't know where to go, so he sits down in an internet cafe again.
He didn't feel like playing any games or watching any movies, so he opened online music and closed his eyes.
After a winding and elegant piano prelude, the passionate female voice sang firmly about her love:
Miss you so much lately
But you and I are getting farther and farther apart
In the album, sorting out my memories
Every moment of the past is now cherished as precious memories.
Fell asleep with phone tightly in hand
Close your eyes? Can't escape? It's all about you
Thinking of you, crying alone
Just want to gaze into your eyes
You understand, I'm waiting for you
Is that a baby boy?? I'm right here
Waiting here and going nowhere
You know that I love you... so what?
Don't worry about it
No matter how far apart
This heart will not change because of this
……
(Note: "Soba ni iru ne (By Your Side)" ??/Aoyama Thelma (feat. SoulJa) ?? lyrics have been modified.)
May 3rd, overcast.
To wake up his drowsy head, Han Qi sat on the riverbank blowing wind.
The embracing couple walked past him from behind, leaving his lonely back figure.
One by one, puffing on a cigarette, watching children and dogs playing in the distance.
The river surface after the rain, vast and turbulent, he watched as the ferry loaded with passengers came from the opposite bank of the river, pulling the whistle slowly to the shore, the people on the boat, leaning against the railing looking towards the shore, hoping to find their own waiting figure.
"Han Qi..." His favorite slightly nasal voice.
He looked back, but no one called him.
No one is making him wait.
My heart hurts.
Past fragments blurred his vision in the smoke ring.
...That inexplicable kiss at first. Watching her sleep soundly and defenselessly by his side, watching her peaceful face, he couldn't help but kiss her...
...and then he was inexplicably caught by her, couldn't help but smile when looking at her, always wanting to stick with her, always mindful of her...
Then there was her dazed figure and the Fanta left on the ground...
Rice...
The millet that hurts his heart...
Don't want to let go like this.
Tomorrow, I'll be able to see her, right?
Thank you for your patience, if you like it, don't forget to vote/collection oh~
The song "ここにいるよ (Here)" by Soulja that Xiao Mi listened to in the previous chapter and the song "そばにいるね (By Your Side)" by Aoyama Thelma that Han Qi listened to in this chapter are a pair of couple songs, with the same chorus part. If you're interested, go take a listen!
