Standing in the subway, I was in a trance. My sleeplessness became more and more serious. The complex smell in the subway failed to wake me up. The windows of the subway were always so bright. I could clearly see my face.
She wore light makeup, but the corners of her eyes were red.
Fenghuang stayed in the company today to practice a new single. The practice room was spotless. Uncle Hong and I sat side by side. I lowered my head and stared at my toes. The ambiguous clips of Fenghuang and me kept coming, which made me upset.
"Ruolan, are you okay? You look particularly bad today."
"It's okay, I didn't sleep well last night."
His kisses, his eyes, and his hugs disturbed me from time to time, making my heart tremble and make me confused. I didn't know how to deal with this situation and let him invade my dreams and my nights.
"Ruolan, accompany me on the piano."
Fenghuang gave the order, and I immediately stepped forward. The door of the practice room opened. I turned around and saw the person in front of me clearly. My heart burst, it was him!
He disappeared without a trace after retiring. It was actually him. The corners of my eyes were sore and I had to try my best to control my trembling hands. This was a middle-aged man of nearly fifty years old, wearing only a loose shirt and casual pants, with his feet
He was wearing a pair of flip-flops and the beard on his chin was not cleanly shaved. His slovenly appearance was incompatible with the neat practice room.
Uncle Hong stood up: "Leo, has the music been composed?"
Is he Leo? I was shocked again, noticing the look in my eyes, Leo shrugged: "She seems to recognize me."
Of course I recognized him, the man who indirectly killed my parents. At this moment, I seemed to have returned to the past, and memories came flooding back...
The car was like a seesaw lying on the cliff, squeaking, squeaking, squeaking, shaking up and down. Dad was lying on the steering wheel, motionless. No, his fingers were still trembling slightly. The door of the back seat was half open, and mom's head was lying there.
, her body hung there weakly, her lips moved slightly: "Ruolan..."
"Mom, Mom..." Wearing a navy skirt, I crawled over on my knees. The student ID card hanging around my neck was not disconnected. Every time I climbed, it touched the ground and scratched on the ground. The car lost control and rushed out.
In an instant, my mother pushed me out. My whole body was covered with scratches, but I felt no pain. Looking at my parents in the car, my heart was bleeding: "Dad, how is dad?"
"Don't come over." Mom said softly, "The car will fall down at any time."
"Mom, what should I do, what should I do to save you, come here, help me... mobile phone, where is the mobile phone..."
The fragments of the mobile phone were scattered all over the ground, destroying my last hope. Few vehicles passed by on this road leading to the mountainside. Cries for help resounded throughout the valley, but there was no response. Only tears splashed into the smoke.
Tears burst from the bank, and mom's face became blurry: "Ruolan, your parents can't be by your side anymore. You have to take good care of yourself. Do you remember what the flower language of Phalaenopsis is? Happiness comes gradually, you have to believe that happiness
I will definitely come back to you again..."
"Squeak..." The car suddenly leaned forward, and I rushed over like crazy: "No, no!"
The car disappeared from my eyes, followed by a loud noise. My knees became weak. I took a step back, fell into Fenghuang's arms, and looked into his dark eyes: "What's wrong with you?"
At this moment, I can't tell the difference between memories and reality. Where am I?