Silent しくなったら

Two people

Drink みましょうね

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Tonight's Kanagawa Prefectural Concert Hall, there were melodious and light singing echoes.

Deng Lijun on the stage was wearing a suspender red dress, with an elegant and peaceful temperament, and a generous and unconventional manner.

More than a thousand people sat in the audience, listening quietly to her pure and penetrating singing.

This song usually sounds light and brisk, but how can it give people a little sadness tonight?

But Deng Lijun on the stage still has a beautiful face, red lips and white teeth, and is pretty and charming.

How could it feel so strange?

Even the fans and listeners in the audience could hear it, not to mention the music producer Tanaka Jiro in the backstage.

He didn't know why Deng Lijun's performance tonight had more other flavors.

This Chinese girl has always given people the impression that she is talented and willing to work hard, and her stage performance is very friendly.

Tonight, her mood was a little abnormal than before. From the feelings she expressed inadvertently in her voice, she could tell me a little about it.

He thought of a possibility, was this girl broken up?

He then burst into laughter and ruled out this possibility.

I haven't heard of any man she is in love with during this period, which is really puzzling.

Although her performance tonight was not inferior, he still made him sweat carefully.

Once there is a performance accident, I really don’t know how to end it.

With his secret prayer, Deng Lijun's solo concert in Yokohama finally came to an end perfectly.

At 9:30, the song ended and everyone parted.

Deng Lijun originally followed the company back to Tokyo, but for some reason, she stayed alone.

Just to wait for that unfinished agreement, no matter what the result is, she can give up.

He obviously promised to come, but where is he now?

Deng Lijun walked alone on the bridge by the sea, looking at the scenery of Yokohama Harbour.

At this time, the sky was clear, and the stars in the night sky changed as bright as diamonds.

The sea breeze in the harbor kept blowing, making her hair messy, just like her heart.

Deng Lijun suddenly stopped and before she knew it, she finally came to this cafe again.

She walked into this place again with a stubborn look.

The waitress came forward, "Miss, you wait for that gentleman, you haven't shown up today."

Deng Lijun really wanted to lie, and told her in a relaxed tone, "Oh, that gentleman has something to do today, so I won't come."

But she didn't know how to speak, so she had to listen silently and nodded gently.

She waited here quietly since twelve o'clock noon, and kept waiting silently.

Every figure outside the window passed by, she thought it would be him. She raised her heart, let it go, and waited for him to appear in confusion.

Did he find the wrong place, or did he really not get out of the way today and was delayed by something?

She told him the truth that night. He wouldn't think I was joking, would he?

Or was he believed her truth, but instead was scared, so he chose to escape?

She couldn't figure it out, but she still waited.

Until three o'clock, he had not arrived yet, and he had made up his promise in this way and did not keep his promise.

It took only an hour to travel from Tokyo to Yokohama, but she had to sit alone here for three hours.

She was disappointed and discouraged.

Today, she went from being full of anticipation to being disappointed to falling to the bottom of the valley.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

But she still remained calm, and what should she do, as planned, without any confusion.

She insisted on completing tonight's concert without disappointing fans and audiences.

She returned to this place again with the last trace of fantasy.

She only knew that he promised to come, and it wouldn't matter if it was too late or too late, as long as he came.

She sat on the sofa with coffee in a daze, her big eyes flashing with a lonely atmosphere.

Under the orange and yellow light, her lips were still so bright red, but there was a lack of that smile on the corners of her mouth.

Maybe she smiled and felt lonely.

The sound of sea water slapped on the shore in my ears, and the sound of a cruise ship whistle in the distance.

She stirred the coffee casually in her hand, and a faint fragrance radiated from the air.

In other seats in the cafe, there are couples in pairs, snuggling with each other and whispering.

But at this moment, she was the only one sitting alone and fell into a net made of memories.

If she left now, it would be too late, but she did not leave.

There was a voice in her heart that she told herself that he must have something to do temporarily, so she couldn't get through.

She seemed to hear herself laughing at herself in her heart, and wishfully made excuses for him.

Perhaps he didn't take her to heart at all. He was a passionate prodigal son, how could he fall in love with someone easily?

Perhaps for him, he was just his irrelevant pain and insignificance.

Or maybe I haven't fallen in love with him either?

I just live in a foreign country and have no companions, so I want to find such a sustenance.

It has not started or ended, and there is nothing unforgettable.

She never owned him, so she didn't lose anything at all.

I don’t know why when this thought came to her heart, she felt a sour feeling in her heart.

She is an optimistic and lively little woman who usually lives a petty-bourgeois life.

She likes singing, delicious food, and elegant clothes.

But now, for the sake of a man, he has become a resentful woman.

A person quietly hid in this corner, immersed in sadness and melancholy, unable to extricate himself.

I don’t know when it started, but the record player in the coffee shop has changed.

An old record is an exotic complaint:

If not for you

How to live your life

My heart is broken, too

I can't do anything

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This sad atmosphere was needed by her.

The coffee in her hand gradually became colder, just like her heart, gradually becoming frozen.

But what was warm was still a hint of hope in her eyes, supporting her waiting for it.

At this time, the waitress came over and said, "Miss, I'm sorry, we're going to close in half an hour."

She had been paying attention to Deng Lijun tonight for a long time, but the person she was waiting for didn't appear.

Deng Lijun plucked her hair and smiled at her as if nothing had happened, "Sorry, I'm leaving now."

The waitress looked at her quietly, and suddenly felt a little sad for the girl.

The smile on her face was just a concealment.

Deng Lijun sighed slightly and put down the cup of coffee that she had never drunk before.

She stood up to check out, then pushed open the glass door and walked up the street.

The steps on the street have already calmed down, and the shadows of trees on the road are no longer shaken.

He won't come, she thought.

Go back.
Chapter completed!