In mid-April, the famous Peony Festival in Jiudu was held again, and tourists from all over the world gathered in Jiudu. This year, the tourists realized that what was different from previous years was that from the entrance of the railway station to the city center, along Peony Road, there were large computer renderings of the Jiudu Central Pedestrian Street. The renderings were specially made by Yang Xing in Hong Kong. The Jiudu Central Pedestrian Street in the picture was brightly lit, and there were more than ten modern tall buildings. There were green spaces, fountains, spotlights, underground shopping malls, antique-style buildings, and a large shopping mall connected by more than ten sky corridors. The figures of the elderly and children walking casually formed a modern and dream-like picture scroll. Almost everyone who saw it clicked their tongues in admiration. For a moment, he was filled with curiosity about the area in the city center that had been surrounded by green anti-collision nets.
"Aren't you afraid that if the plan doesn't work out, people will sue you for fraud?”Wang Yiren and Yang Xing were sitting in the temporary office again. His house and office building hadn't been renovated yet, so he could only stay there. Wang Yiren asked curiously. Yang Xing raised his eyebrows." There's no Xinghua Real Estate Company's name on this poster. At most, it's a sign of support for the city's old city reconstruction plan." It could barely be considered a public service advertisement. Even if we don't get this project in the future, who will be able to get the project and thank us for promoting it? Will they sue us for fraud?”"Tomorrow is your birthday, right?" "Then don't go out at home tomorrow night. I'll give you a big birthday present."”Yang Xing reminded after seeing Wang Yiren nod. Wang Yiren nodded in agreement, but she was a little expectant.
The next night, Wang Yiren finished her meal early and sat on the balcony in the living room, drinking coffee and waiting for Yang Xing. Even though she repeatedly convinced herself that she was just curious about Yang Xing's strange ideas, the little rascal's face lingered in her mind like a ghost. She could only repeatedly look for his shortcomings in her heart."He's lecherous and cunning. He's short and looks ordinary. Other than playing tricks and using his mouth, what good is there? Why did she keep thinking about this little bastard? Could it be that she hadn't touched a man for too long and had become horny?”
Her current house was one of the earliest commercial houses in Jiu Du. Although it was not as good as the location of the villa that Yang Xing bought, it was located next to the largest Vermilion Bird Palace Park in Jiu Du. She could see the grass, small lakes, and hills in the park when she opened the window. It could also be considered one of the best locations in the Nine Capital. Wang Yiren had chosen the most expensive spot near the park. It was more than 80 square meters, with three rooms and two halls. The fourth-floor spot had a panoramic view of the park. It was spring, the season when peonies were in full bloom. The largest peony garden in the Nine Capital was located in the Vermilion Bird Palace Park. Even from a distance, one could smell the rich and fragrant fragrance of the peonies.
Wang Yiren was actually a very sleepy person. Back in Beijing, a makeup artist she was familiar with had given her the secret to maintaining her beauty: sleep. The secret to a woman's eternal youth was to have enough rest. Skin rest was as effective as any cosmetics. She sat on the balcony, enjoying the warm breeze and smelling the faint fragrance of flowers. Her imagination ran wild for a while before Wang Yiren's eyelids drooped.
" Beep!" The sharp sound of a car whistle startled Wang Yiren, who had been dozing off. She sat up in shock and saw that the light of the setting sun was fading in the west, and the crescent moon in the east was rising playfully. The sky was a little dark, but she could still see the scene in the park. " Wang Yiren, Wang Yiren!" A tsunami of shouts startled the people in the neighborhood. They opened their windows to take a look. Wang Yiren felt her face burn. This was Yang Xing's special gift? Wang Yiren wanted to tear Yang Xing apart.
"Look!" Someone shouted, and a cluster of fireworks began to rise from the road inside the walls of the Vermilion Bird Palace Park downstairs. The flames lit up the surroundings in an instant. There were more than ten big trucks parked on the road. Other than the one in the middle, the other trucks were filled with pots of beautiful peonies. Yao Huang, Ge Jin, Er Qiao, Beauty Hong, Mo Kui, Dan Feng, and Lu Zhu were almost all famous products, and there were even many rare varieties. Numerous peonies gathered together to compete for beauty. The fragrance of flowers assailed the nose, and under the illumination of the fireworks rising from the car, they were beautiful. The middle compartment of the Liberation car had completely turned into a stage. There were more than a dozen people standing on it. Under the illumination of the fireworks, the face holding the microphone in the middle was Yang Xing.
He smiled slightly and met Wang Yiren's gaze as he picked up the microphone and began to sing. Wang Yiren then noticed that the young men beside him were all holding musical instruments, and there were speaker in the four corners of the car. She vaguely remembered that Yang Xing had talked to her about forming a band at school. She didn't expect that they would be using it as a gift. "How much I love you, how much I miss you
It rained on the sidewalk outside the window
Pink rain, it doesn't explain
Sighing at me behind the glass
Will my heart hurt? Will my footsteps be heavy?
What is love, I can't describe it
Anyway, missing you is as strong as black coffee
People who haven't drunk it won't understand
You asked me how much I love you
The moon can represent my heart
no one can tell you
It's just that they're not pure enough
You asked me how much I love you
The moon can listen to my truth
Keep asking or give up
Not a kiss can explain
My sadness is as silent as the moon
You don't say anything and always look at me with tenderness."
This song," The Moon Can Represent My Heart," was a song from Yang Kun's second album," That Day." Most of Yang Kun's music conveyed sad emotions. It was easy to fall into his music and be unable to extricate yourself. You would rather enjoy the bitter but memorable atmosphere created by sad emotions than to leave. Coupled with his hoarse voice, it was a favorite of many petty capitalists.
This song was also one of Yang Xing's favorite songs. At this time, Yang Kun was probably still hanging around in the Inner Mongolia Armed Police Corps 'art troupe. He had not yet achieved the glory of 2002-2003. Yang Xing shamelessly plagiarized the song. The reason was that every time he hummed the song, he couldn't help but think of Wang Yiren's tearful look when she sang " The Moon represents my heart."
To be honest, Yang Xing's voice was far from being comparable to Yang Kun's. It was already good enough that his voice was well-behaved and not out of tune. He could not hear the vicissitudes and melancholy in Yang Kun's voice at all. But good singing could travel through time and space. Wang Yiren's face was wet as she listened to the song, and her hands were covered in tears. The ignorant girls in the open windows were also moved beyond words. They hummed along, their bodies swaying gently to the tune.
When Yang Xing repeatedly sang," You asked me how much I love you. The moon can represent my heart. No one can tell you, but they are not pure enough. You asked me how much I love you. The moon can listen to my truth. Continue to ask or give up. A kiss can't explain."”At the end of the song, the entire carriage suddenly burst into flames. Fire dragons rushed into the sky from the convoy, exploding into stardust that filled the sky, reflecting the surroundings like a night sky full of fire and silver flowers. Yang Xing raised the microphone and said loudly,"Today is Miss Wang Yiren's birthday. On behalf of the Moonheart band from Jiudu Institute of Technology, I wish her eternal youth and a free life from her troubles.”As soon as he finished speaking, the car started and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Wang Yiren quickly hid inside the house to avoid the strange gazes of the neighbors. The ignorant girls, on the other hand, were overjoyed and shouted,""How romantic!" They planned to ask around about this unknown band tomorrow.
Wang Yiren waited in the room for half an hour before she heard a knock on the door. When she opened the door and saw Yang Xing panting, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him. She handed him a pair of slippers. After he entered, Wang Yiren went to the kitchen to make him coffee. Amidst the aroma of freshly ground coffee beans, Yang Xing gave her a brief summary of tonight's arrangements.
It turned out that he had already found out where Wang Yiren lived and knew that her house was directly opposite the Vermilion Bird Palace Park. Although the Vermilion Bird Palace Park had the largest peony garden in the whole of Jiudu, the rare peonies were all on the spiritual mountain north of Jiudu. There was a peony planting base there, and they were only transported to the major parks in the city for exhibition during the annual peony festival. It just so happened that this year's flower delivery coincided with Wang Yiren's birthday. Yang Xing found the person in charge of the plantation and paid 3,000 yuan for the motorcade to take a detour around Wang Yiren's building. He also gave them a car for them to perform. As for the fireworks, Yang Xing had ordered them a week ago from Yuanyang, the home of cannons in the Central Plains. Now, it seemed that the effect was not bad. At least the hostess did not reject him at the door and even welcomed him with a pair of slippers.
Wang Yiren put down a cup of coffee in front of Yang Xing and gestured for him to try it. Yang Xing watched as her white, fish-like fingers gently stirred the silver spoon, and a warm feeling rose. He raised his glass and took a sip. His taste buds were numbed by an extremely bitter taste, and he almost vomited. It was actually a cup of black coffee. Seeing the complicated expression on Yang Xing's face, Wang Yiren didn't smile. Instead, she said faintly,""I have something to tell you tonight. Are you willing to listen?”Yang Xing heard her tone and knew that she had finally opened her heart. He nodded solemnly.
"I didn't like black coffee at all in the past. It turns out that everyone in my family likes coffee. I don't like to drink tea, so I like to drink cappuccino. My parents always bring some back for me when they go abroad. When something happened to my family, how could I have the money to drink coffee? At the most difficult time, I only drank a cup of water a day. At that time, I even wanted to drop out of school.
Back then, I entered the Golden Coast voluntarily. When I smelled the smell of cappuccino inside, I just wanted to cry. I decided to quit drinking and only drink. When I met him, I really wanted to be with him for the rest of my life. I knew that he had a wife and children, but I pretended not to know. I thought that as long as he cared about me, it was enough. He likes black coffee. Every time he comes to my place, I will make a cup for him. Later on, I also began to like its taste. That bitter and sour taste, I think, was a reflection of my state of mind at that time.”There was no change in Wang Yiren's tone, and she continued to narrate the story in a flat tone.
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