Like a dream, the rain rings
39 Hotel California: Let’s dance!

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She had a good sleep and did not even have any dreams. Ni Yuying opened her eyes and noticed something strange. She was no longer in the room on Leo's yacht, but in a very luxurious room decorated like a medieval aristocrat.

The bed he was lying on was a large classic bed. The white muslin curtains faintly revealed the classic furniture in the room. It was one with the bed and had the same style. Ni Yuying gently got off the bed and saw a pair of pink silk slippers under the classic bed. They seemed to have been prepared for her. She felt that the slippers fit her feet perfectly and her feet looked very small because of the contrast.

She got off the bed and slowly opened the gauze curtain. She could see the room clearly. There was a bright French window in the room. When it opened, it was a balcony surrounded by flowers, reminding her of the balcony where Romeo climbed up to meet Juliet. Not far from the balcony, there was a mountain with the words " HOLLY Wood'" on it. He looked familiar, but he couldn't figure out why. Ni Yuying did not like English. She had been against it since she was in school, and she lacked the sensitivity to English letters and words.

Ni Yuying felt that it was part of her personality to hate English. It could be said that at first, her English score was very good. At the very least, she scored 90 points. There was never a time when her score was lower than 90 points. However, when she was in middle school, her teacher had talked about the industrial revolution, the monopoly of capitalists, the expansion of imperialism, and the Opium War. For the first time, she felt that the reason why everyone spoke English and the world used English as the first language was purely the result of the imperialist invasion and expansion! From then on, her English score plummeted from 90 points. Overnight, it was like the Japanese stock market after the earthquake. It plummeted and fell below 60 points. She failed immediately. Her classmates all called her a little nationalistic youth, but she knew very well that her " nationalistic youth " was meaningless. After all, English was a very important subject, even if you might never use it after learning it. After that, with the goal of being polite, she started to study English so that she wouldn't be completely " a Chinese " until graduation…

At this moment, the door opened gently and a girl in a maid's uniform walked in. The girl smiled amiably." Hello, Iam Linda..." The girl spoke with difficulty. Obviously, she was not from a country where her mother tongue was English.

“Linda。”Ni Yuying repeated in a low voice. The girl nodded and pointed at the tray she brought in. There was milk, ham and eggs on toast, and some fruits on the tray. She then placed the tray on the mahogany table.”Ni Yuying then realized that she was here to deliver breakfast.

Ni Yuying sat at the table and thanked him politely.”Linda returned a polite smile. When she saw that Ni Yuying had started eating, she quickly grabbed the empty tray and prepared to leave.

"Did you sleep well?" Orlando Lee walked in in casual clothes and nodded when he saw Linda." She's a Mexican maid who came from Brazil with me. She's very good at cooking Spanish food. I'll let you try it when you're free!"”

Ni Yuying nodded obediently. Orlando Lee dragged a chair and sat opposite Ni Yuying. " I'm sorry, I didn't know that a large dose of Ice Butterfly could make you sleep for so long-"

"A long time?" Ni Yuying frowned. She vaguely remembered that day when Orlando Lee told her stories about his childhood and that angel-like childhood photo. In her memory, that angelic little boy had appeared in her dream. She had hugged him and sang to him very gently.

"You've been unconscious for three days!" Orlando smiled as he looked at Ni Yuying's surprised expression. At this moment, Linda had already added a set of cutlery, a cup of coffee, and a bacon egg sandwich.

Slept for three days? How many things could happen in three days! Ni Yuying seemed to have thought of something.”

Beverly Hills, my villa." Orlando Lee was in a good mood. He even asked Linda to play a nostalgic version of Hotel California by the Eagles.

"Do you like it?" Orlando looked up and suddenly asked. In her impression, Xue Che used to like it very much. Of course, she did too. This was a light rock song full of sadness and confusion, with a feeling of drug abuse.

"Hotel California." Ni Yuying nodded." It was the best-selling song in America in 1977. It was also ranked 11th on the Rolling Stone's Top 100 Music Songs of the 20th Century.”

Yes, Ni Yuying liked this song, especially when she first heard it. At that time, she was just an ignorant middle school student, but Abing had secretly shared this song with her. At that time, Ni Yuying still did not know that Abing was at the age of rebellion. Some of the scenes in the song that made people guess were probably the yearning of many rebellious youths at that age. Beautiful women, drugs, revelry, Hotel California…It was not until she fell in love in university and learned about the hippies of the 1960s and 1970s that Ni Yuying became even more obsessed with this song.

Leo closed his eyes and leaned his head against the back of the chair. He seemed to be appreciating and listening attentively, but also seemed to be immersed in his oldest memories. The dual guitar melody that was sometimes soothing and sometimes passionate seemed to be a reflection of the good old days. Ni Yuying could not help but stand up." Come, let's dance."

Orlando Lee was stunned. Back then, Xueche, who had just been injected with the Ice Butterfly and was in a state of madness, had also said the same thing," Let's dance-" and the music was also the same " Hotel California "! And the girl in front of him, Ni Yuying, was not Xueche. He knew that! He looked at her for a long time, but he did not see Xueche's dazed expression. Instead, he saw her smile and anticipation. She looked forward to dancing with him." Just treat it as finishing the dance that I didn't finish on the yacht!”Ni Yuying extended her slender hand to Orlando. Orlando held onto it gently and stood up. He placed his large hand on Ni Yuying's slim waist.

Ni Yuying could not help but cry. Some people danced to recall memories, while others danced to forget. She had long guessed that this song was filled with memories for Orlando Lee, even though she did not know what those memories were. However, for her, this song was a form of forgetting. She forgot about Abing. Abing had let her know about the existence of this song for the first time. She had forgotten about Wu Zisong, who had told her about the background of the song, which had made her deeply infatuated with it. She was not only infatuated with the song itself, but also with the place where her body and mind were truly free, Hotel California. More importantly, love!

She closed her eyes, and her tears gently slid down Ni Yuying's cheeks and moistened the corners of her mouth. The two of them shook their bodies gently, their footsteps moving with the rhythm. Ni Yuying leaned close to Orlando Lee and listened to his breathing and heartbeat. She imagined herself as a dancer who was indulging in her emotions. A familiar melody filled her ears. Every time she listened to it, she would feel a different sadness. It was as if the guitar strings were made of tears and could release different sadness. However, she liked the guitar, an ancient Western stringed instrument.

Orlando's eyes never left Ni Yuying's face. Obviously, her reaction to this song was also because of her memories. However, she seemed very sad. She even had to close her eyes when she listened. Tears flowed down her cheeks. What kind of memories? Orlando Lee suddenly felt his heart ache. These tears and such a reaction should not belong to a 25-year-old like her! Even though some people shed tears when they saw flowers fall and felt sad when they saw flowing water, the Ni Yuying he knew, the one he learned about love from Wu Zisong, Ye Xiaozhou, and even Ah Wei, and the one he observed himself were not the kind of girl who would shed tears easily, be sad for no reason, or be pretentious.

"Have you been to California?" Ni Yuying leaned her head against Orlando's chest. She knew that if he really wanted to take her hostage, she would not be in this situation. Then, why not trust him first and let her slowly find time to understand his thoughts before looking for an opportunity to leave? Many of the signs outside were in English. She suddenly remembered that Beverly Hills was in the United States, and " Hollywood " was Hollywood!

Orlando nodded." I even went to find the Hotel California in the song.”He smiled and gently caressed her face with his fingers, wiping away the tears at the corner of her mouth." You know what? The hotels in California were really, really terrible!”

"Do you think Hotel California really has that hotel, or is it some mysterious symbol? "It's like the password in everyone's mind." Ni Yuying smiled too, but Li Orlando was troubled by the curious baby's question. He had never thought of such a question. Of course, he did not have the time to think about it.

"What exactly is it? Does it matter if it really exists?”Orlando Li kissed Ni Yuying's forehead gently." We like it because it's nice. It gives us memories and good times. Isn't that enough?"

Ni Yuying nodded." I hope it's a symbol of mystery, a code to be cracked!”Ni Yuying smiled." If that's really the case, isn't it interesting?”

Orlando thought for a while and nodded." I just don't know how many years it will take for someone to crack it!”Just like everyone's heart, which person didn't have a password that they didn't want to touch? How many people would be able to find the person who cracked his password? In Orlando Lee's eyes, Ni Yuying was the person who cracked the password that hurt the most in his heart. He would struggle to welcome the piercing sunlight from the darkness…

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