Recast youth

Chapter 690 Not sad
There are only more than three months until the concert starts.

As the time got closer and closer, Kong Jingke's pressure increased. She didn't sleep until the early morning. She quietly leaned on the bedside and listened to the songs she had recorded with headphones.

Not just because of the stress.

Also because she was leaving after the concert.

trade-offs.

She chose to give up.

Although he said he was reluctant to part with it, Kong Jingke did not regret it. On the contrary, it was as if he had treasured a jar of good wine in his heart. It was filled with a faint fragrance of wine and could be slowly savored in the dead of night when no one was around.

At this moment, the mobile phone placed aside suddenly remembered the sound of text messages.

Kong Jingke picked up his phone and looked at it. It was a text message from Ye Feng: The name of the last song is "After You Leave" and it has been sent to your email. Please listen to it.

When he read the text message, Kong Jingke read it in a calm and ordinary mood, but after seeing the title of the song, Kong Jingke's heart suddenly seemed to be held by a pair of invisible hands.

Then tighten.

Then, the inner lake that I thought had calmed down suddenly started to stir.

After you leave?

why?
Why did he send this song to me as his last song?Why is this song called "After You Leave", or is it...what did he notice?
Kong Jingke's mood surged and he couldn't calm down for a while. He glanced at Ke Meng who was already sleeping next to him. Without waking her up, he got up and walked to the study room next door. There was an Apple laptop on the table.

turn on computer.

After logging into his email, Kong Jingke saw the song posted by Ye Feng.

Immediately afterwards, another text message came from Ye Feng: The beginning is rap, please listen patiently first, there is a section at the end that I think will sound good, please listen to it first.

Kong Jingke took a deep breath, clicked on the song demo posted by Ye Feng, and looked at the lyrics next to him. As soon as he saw the lyrics, Kong Jingke started to tremble slightly. Then, Ye Feng's low-pitched rapping came from the player. For the ears:

I can’t help but think of you every sleepless night
I also want to see you again and hold you in my arms again

Every memory with me is in my heart. How can I forget it?
When I was most sad, you were always there to persuade me not to give up.
Now there's only one person lying in the empty room
Try to control my body and try not to think of you

Before you leave, tell me not to live in the past

Know your destination like a man
I remember it rained all day when you left
Returning home, I numbly clean my body that was soaked by the rain.

The feeling of powerlessness is like a dagger piercing my heart

Finally, put on your headphones and play the song I wrote for you
How are you doing? I always think about a series of questions like this

Light a cigarette and try not to mention topics related to you

From now on, you will be alone and resist contact with the people around you.
Aimlessly numbing myself with alcohol and pretending to forget

……

Kong Jingke pursed her lips, looked at the lyrics, and frowned tightly. She didn't understand, not at all, why Ye Feng had only known him for a few years, but it felt like they had known each other for a long, long time.

The songs I write can always hit my heart at once.

Are you aware of it?
Or are you saying that you don’t want to give up either?
Kong Jingke's heart surged, and his eyes suddenly became moist, but at this moment, a song from Ye Feng suddenly sounded loud, as if passing through space, through time, through everything, the soul-cleansing song suddenly sounded again.

Like a gun, it hit my heart from a distance without any reason:
Ye Feng:

If the seasons change, the leaves fall to the ground and are covered with silver
If you can’t walk back to where you were, I’ll have another dream for you.

I dreamed that when we met, we had nothing to talk about and our eyes were full of smiles.
Really see you again and hold you in my arms again

……

Hearing this, Kong Jingke could no longer restrain himself. Countless images rushed into his mind. He covered his mouth and burst into tears. He couldn't say a word... and there was no sound...

……

Outside the door, Ke Meng had gotten up at some point, retreated, and leaned against the wall. Kong Jingke covered her mouth and twitched silently. The extremely depressing scene suddenly froze in her mind.

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Kong Jingke just sat in front of the computer and listened to it over and over again. Before she knew it, it was dawn. When she turned off the computer and walked out the door, she found Ke Meng leaning against the wall, standing silently. She couldn't help but feel Asked: "When did you get up?"

"From the first time you cried." Ke Meng said.

Kong Jingke asked: "Did you hear the song I played just now?"

"I heard."

Ke Meng turned around and looked at Kong Jingke. She didn't pay attention to that song. No matter how nice it was, it was just a song. What she cared about was the image of Kong Jingke covering his mouth and crying silently. It kept lingering in her mind again and again. Don't go.

She couldn't figure it out.

I really can’t figure out why Sister Jing Ke, who used to be aloof, proud, cold-tempered and unmoved by others, became like this after staying in Dongzhou for several years.

Ke Meng looked at Kong Jingke and asked softly: "Is it worth it?"

"There's no such thing as whether it's worth it or not."

Kong Jingke took a gentle breath, raised his head, and smiled: "Actually, I still think it's worth it. You don't understand how I felt when I heard this song. I felt very strange. When he sang the chorus While singing, I felt like my heart had been shot by a gun, and I knew I had no way to resist."

"So? Since you are so reluctant to let him go, can you just stay and not leave?" Ke Meng looked at Kong Jingke.

Kong Jingke shook his head: "We still have to go."

"why?"

Ke Meng didn't understand, and his emotions surged up unconsciously, and he frowned: "Since you can't let go, why do you still want to leave? Shouldn't you try to catch him in your hands? Sister Jingke, seriously , I really can’t figure it out.”

Kong Jingke shook his head gently: "You don't understand."

"Yes, I don't understand."

Ke Meng said angrily: "I don't have as rich a spiritual world as you. Relying on spiritual wealth, I can stay lonely. I can leave everything and go far away. I don't even care about my friends and sisters."

Kong Jingke looked at Ke Meng dumbfounded and said coaxingly: "Okay, okay, don't be angry. When the concert is over, I will find a place to stay abroad. I won't tell anyone but you alone, okay?" ?”

"Not good." Ke Meng turned his head.

Kong Jingke stepped forward, looked into her eyes with tranquility, and said softly: "Xiaomeng, be good, stop acting like a child. You know, I have no one else to talk to except you. If you are angry with me again, what do you think I should do? I will be very sad."

"I..." Ke Meng touched Kong Jingke's peaceful eyes and suddenly couldn't bear to say anything.

"I know you feel sorry for me."

Kong Jingke smiled, as if explaining to Ke Meng, and seemed to be saying to himself: "But you know what? I don't feel sad. You always say that I have a rich spiritual world, but what are people? People are inherently emotional animals, without any What’s the difference between a human being with feelings and a walking shell?”

"In my darkest time, he walked into my world. The feeling was indescribable, as if I was staring into the abyss, and the abyss was also staring at me. Then he suddenly replaced the abyss and shined brightly. He took over my heart little by little and understood me so well."

"So, maybe I won't let go."

Kong Jingke smiled gently at Ke Meng, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile, "But I'm not sad at all."

(End of this chapter)