I looked directly into my grandpa's eyes. Grandpa avoided my gaze and cast his gaze on the two black and white photos behind me, which were the photos of my parents' death. "I can't be sorry to them, Ruolan, grandpa has to be responsible for you."
"I also want to be responsible for my mother." I turned around and looked at the photo of my mother. Although it was a black and white photo, her smile was heartwarming. This precious smile always remained in my mind: "Being a music producer is not just for me.
The dream is also hers. You know it better than anyone else. I want to pick up her aborted dream. This may sound a bit pretentious, grandpa, but that’s what I think. I’m ready to face all difficulties. I can’t
give up halfway."
My grandpa was always in tears. I had never seen my grandpa cry before. At the funeral of my father and mother, he did not shed a single tear. He put his hands on my shoulders, calm and powerful, and gave me strength in an instant.
Grandpa's tears made me hesitate for a moment. The reason for staying in Times Entertainment was no longer simple. I could convince grandpa, but I was deceiving myself. Fenghuang, that man was always near and sometimes far away, but it made me worried: "Grandpa, you don't want to
cry."
"Who said grandpa was crying?" Grandpa took a breath and immersed himself in his porridge: "There was a mosquito in my eye just now."
"I will go to the hospital for a physical check-up." I made up my mind: "I'll go this weekend."
"Let's eat." Grandpa picked up the food for me: "Eat more."
After dinner, I offered incense to my parents. The neighbor's aunt came and knocked on the door: "Ruolan, there is a beautiful girl outside looking for you."
What a beautiful girl? I first thought of Anne. She was far away in Hangzhou. Could it be that she wanted to give me a surprise? However, although I'm sorry for Anne, Anne can't be called "so beautiful". I couldn't help but laugh. What if Anne was in front of me?
, will definitely cry and lie on my shoulder, scolding me for being so cruel and unreasonable, "Grandpa, let me go out and take a look."
The beautiful girl my aunt mentioned was Luo Ya, which shocked me: "Luo Ya, why are you here?"
Luo Ya is an idol of the new generation. The older generation naturally does not recognize her. When she comes to the alley, she becomes a beautiful ordinary girl. The glory of the star disappears. She puts her hands behind her back and moves one foot in circles.
, upon hearing my voice, he immediately took a step forward, then took a step back, still standing where he was: "Ruolan, don't be angry with Fenghuang."
I was speechless for a moment, and Luo Ya said playfully: "I have never seen him talk back to the chairman over a girl."
Luo Ya pondered for a moment and corrected: "He will talk back to the chairman about other things."
There was a loud bang in my head: "What happened?"
Luo Ya winked playfully and just smiled. Yes, she is the same person as them. "This is his number." Luo Ya waved and left: "Don't tell them I was here."
Luo Ya arrived strangely and disappeared quickly. The children playing in the alley looked over curiously. Just when they were suspicious, she had already gotten into a car parked on the side of the road. I could clearly see that the driver was Uncle Hong!
The numbers on the paper are not unfamiliar to me, even though they have only appeared once. Standing in the alley with a homely smell, Fenghuang, a man who does not look like living in reality, firmly grasped my heart through the numbers on the paper.
Hold on tight...
At midnight, the starlight passed through the skyscrapers and shone impartially into this alley. The silence outside the window made my heart calm a lot. I pressed down the numbers one by one. I was both expecting and a little scared. I dialed the phone.
The voice was short and powerful, just like the beating of my heart. Finally, the call was connected...