Chapter 24 hallucination one (1)

hallucination one (1) What did you say? No, I didn't say anything just now. This is a frequent conversation between Ye Di and me.She has severe auditory hallucinations. The year before last, my boyfriend Yijun and I opened a bar, MILK, opposite the F University.Half a year after opening, Yijun went back to his hometown to see his sick grandma. I discussed with him on the phone to invite a band to our store for weekend performances, and he agreed.The advertisement was quickly posted, and Ye Di was the first to apply. It was winter.The winter in the north is dry, cold and windy.At night, the wind blows the leaves and the lights are dim, which is a suitable time to meet.Ye Di stood at the door of the store for a long time, and I looked at her.The tall and straight figure of this young woman outlined a silhouette that could not blend into the night in the cold night.He wore very little, and his long coat hung on his body, making him look flimsy.As she walked towards me, I gradually saw her face, pale and thin, exactly like Pascale Bussieres.It was a face that one couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it gently.As she approached, I smelled the spice of the tree on her body.

I let her audition, and she came on stage and played acoustic guitar.I like the distribution of blood vessels on her forearm. When strumming hard, there are ribbed veins, which look like lightning on a rainy night.The skin on the hands is delicate and smooth, but the fingertips are flat and the nails are short, which is the characteristic of long-term musical instruments.Ye Di's face is bright and straight, with a high and straight nose. Under the light, half of her face is sunken in darkness, while the other half is bright and pale.Eyes alert and innocent, birdlike.The whole person secretly has a kind of perverseness that is almost like an ancient tomb temperament, which makes people curious.

I decided to keep her without trying anyone else. It was the happiest part of my life.Most of the time I stay in the store to take care of some trivial matters, and when I am free, I sit on a chair in the dark and look at the crowd outside the French windows, feeling waned. Ye Di sometimes comes alone, sometimes with her auditory hallucinations.The keyboard player is a gentle man named Kang Qiao.He is very considerate of Ye Di, so I tried to ask her, is Kang Qiao your boyfriend?She smiled at me but didn't answer. She changed the subject and said, did you design this store? It was a little less emotional.

Unexpectedly, the next day she brought a lot of Lancang knives and said she would hang them on the wall.It is a handicraft from the frontier of Yunnan.Inlaid with complicated decorations, with tropical melancholy and confusion, it reminds people of the appearance and breath of the distance.I was speechless for a moment, and without waiting for my answer, she hung them one by one on the wall, jumped off the stool, and said to herself, look, how beautiful it is.She put her hand on my shoulder as she spoke, lightly touching the skin of my neck, her spiced tree, her fingers cold. I used to sit at the bar during shows and watch a lot of young kids come and go.Their expressions are vivid, overflowing with cheap and vain love, and they end up with nothing, nothing to worry about.Like a group of plankton.Several girls who often came to see Kang Qiao specially whispered excitedly in the corner.I looked away blandly, and told Ye Di that I would organize a performance on Valentine's Day.

I drew a few posters by myself, with very bright colors, lined with gray and black dry rubbing, it looks very beautiful.Basic techniques of using gouache painting.I posted them one by one. That night, the number of people gradually increased.Ye Di was beating the drums vigorously, her expression was very indulgent, and some very noisy songs might be her new compositions.I do not really like.I want her to sing a shy song with just the right tempo while quietly hugging her guitar.Like when I first saw her. I went up to the stage and wanted to change some songs with her, but just as I walked up to her, I found that her face was very pale, her hands were slightly convulsed and grabbed my shoulders, and said, Yining... I'm sorry... let me take a break... …

Kang Qiao turned around and said worriedly, boss, you can help her down, we are still here. I took her to the fruit distribution room and sat down to hold her hand.Ye Di was lying on the sofa, looking very bad. need to go? No, I'll be fine in a minute. do you do this often ... I pour you water? Ye Di held the cup, took a small box of pills from his trouser pocket, and swallowed it. What medicine are you taking? She looked up at me and said, Yining, I don't want to talk now, okay. She closed her eyes and turned away.I went out resentfully, and came back to find a coat for her to put on.When she came back, she seemed to have fallen asleep. I looked at her, bent down, and stroked her cheek hesitantly.Close the door and go out.