Chapter 15 [Pickup] The Sad King

Sometimes words cannot express the feeling of the picture, Yang Zuoluo sat in the room thinking about this problem.Today he watched a mv: The woman woke up from her dream, crawled out of the window, and crawled on the surface of the building, wearing a white silk nightdress.She passed by many houses, through the windows she saw stereotyped middle-aged men sitting in the room watching TV shows, jubilant parties of punk teenagers, girls wearing clown masks sitting by the windows, bass drummers struggling to rock And the guitarist.She stood outside the window and sang to the accompaniment of the band, and when she tried to climb through the window to enter the house, her leg missed and she fell.

At the end of the MV, the woman is still sleeping on the bed, wearing a white silk nightgown, with full lips and beautiful charm, but she is tormented by nightmares. oh!It's just a dream, that's all. Yang Zuoluo was still thinking, if he wanted to express this mv clearly on paper, how boring it would be.Moreover, readers will be full of doubts, unable to understand the superposition of such dreams, and he cannot express clearly.He tried to write out the outline of the story in many ways, but it still didn't work. What's more, the heaviness, color sense and irreplaceable thinking space of the lens itself cannot be achieved by words.He knows that he does not engage in writing or film, and he only briefly expressed some admiration for the two art forms.

Just as everyone has a narrow place, so does art have its limitations.Expression is always flawed. While sighing, the phone rang. Senin: "Hi, it's me." Yang Zuoluo: "Are you feeling better? Do you still have a fever?" Senin: "I'm much better, thank you." Yang Zuoluo: "What are you talking about?! Why are you being polite?!" Sai Ning: "I've thought about it carefully, we'd better not get married, it's better to be friends." Yang Zuoluo: "...you...what are you talking about?" Sai Ning: "I finally decided to be a singer and didn't want to get married. There happened to be a big company that wanted to support me. I'm going to discuss the contract with them now. Let's talk about it when I come back." Her voice is tired.

Yang Zuoluo: "It's okay not to get married, but just to be ordinary friends without getting married? What do you mean by that? What happened?!" Sai Ning: "Ah...the company wants to praise me, and doesn't want me to have scandals." Yang Zuoluo dropped the phone, wrapped up his clothes without any suspense for a minute, took a taxi to Sai Ning's house to find her.He felt that something must have happened, otherwise there wouldn't be such a big change. He recalled every scene when Senin was with him, and suddenly felt that this girl was so unreal.Suddenly came, and suddenly left.

Where exactly is she from, where is she going, does she like to play missing games, has she ever been in love in the past... Senin has become a mystery.He didn't know anything, he used to be good, so he thought that everything would not be a crisis for him, and that the girl threw himself into his arms, which was his full confidence.Like Mag, an accident, her grandmother is an unsettling factor.Such an accident will certainly not happen again.But the problem reappeared so unexpectedly. Yang Zuoluo frantically rang the doorbell downstairs in the community. He pressed 552 instead of 551 by mistake.The person on the walkie-talkie did not talk to him, and directly opened the iron door of the corridor.When the elevator stopped on the fifth floor, he pulled the collar of his jacket and got out of the elevator without any hesitation.Standing in front of Sai Ning's house, he knocked on the door.No one answered, he still didn't leave and continued to shoot.

The woman who lived next to Door 551, Block D looked over through the screen window, it was lace. Lesbian: "Why are you?" Her expression was still very happy, as if she had never been sad. Yang Zuoluo: "Ah... I met you again! I'm here to find a friend." Lesbian: "Just now I saw her leaving with a suitcase!" Yang Zuoluo: "Then...then I rang the doorbell just now, and someone opened the door for me!" Lesbian: "You pressed the door number of my house, hehe, I opened the lock for you." Yang Zuoluo had an epiphany: "Ah... thank you! I'm so sorry to bother you!"

Seeing that Yang Zuoluo was embarrassed, Lace asked, "Would you like to come in and have a cup of coffee and sit for a while?" Yang Zuoluo didn't object and walked in. He sat on the wooden stool in the living room, and didn't want to observe the furnishings of the room.I'm a little tired, and I want to find someone to say a few words to distract myself. Lesbian: "The girl next door is your girlfriend!" She said while making a cup of instant coffee, which tasted pretty good, and she smelled a little intoxicated. Yang Zuoluo: "Yes. But today she suddenly proposed to break up." He took the coffee, didn't feel like drinking it, and put it on the coffee table, feeling like a prisoner waiting to die, and sighed lifelessly.

Lesbian: "Did something happen?" Yang Zuoluo: "Nothing happened, maybe I don't know anything. It's weird and very sudden." Lesbian: "Didn't she notify you when she was going out?! It proves that things are not so hopeless. Girls are very coquettish and angry." She spoke with a relaxed expression, as if she had a well-thought-out plan. Yang Zuoluo: "We have been in love for a very short time, and we are not very familiar with each other, and we have not reached the stage of being coquettish and angry at all." Lesbian: "Girls are kind, and they are very romantic. Remember, women are never wrong, the fault is all on men. It is easy for men to ignore the style and offend women. But such offenses are often Show up, it won't get in the way."

Yang Zuoluo: "Hehe, maybe I offended her..." In fact, he didn't know where he ignored her demeanor, "Then...then why do you think it's all men who are inconsiderate? Maybe it's women It is only when the communication is wrong that the man understands the mistake." Lesbian: "You are a man, you have to use the method of self-examination to treat the girl you love. I am a woman, I am a woman who always likes to bring problems on myself, and I also love to find faults in myself... If everyone It’s all like this, think a little more for others, and don’t forgive yourself so much, maybe there will be no more disputes.”

Yang Zuoluo: "That's all a lie. Men can't be without mistakes, they are full of mistakes!" Suddenly he remembered the situation when he first met Lesbian in the cinema. Lesbian: "Yeah... I also found that I was a little paranoid about being too nice to them, hehe..." Yang Zuoluo: "By the way, aren't you from Huancheng?" Lesbian: "Oh yeah, I'm not." Yang Zuoluo: "Then you always come to Huancheng!" Lesbian: "Yeah, isn't it called 'City of Joy', so I'm here to find joy!" Yang Zuoluo looked at her smiling face, and asked another unpleasant question: "Then have you found happiness?"

The flower branch beside the lace laughed tremblingly, but the flower branch laughed tremblingly, and did not answer. Yang Zuoluo felt a little confused, but he still made a mysterious statement: "Happiness is in the heart. If the heart is not happy, it has nothing to do with the city." Listening to what he said, Les hit her in the arms, her nose suddenly sore.But that kind of energy is only a handful of strength after all.She feels that she is such a tough woman, or she encourages herself to develop in a tough direction. Tough means revolutionary, powerful, difficult to defeat, and very tough. At this time, a bearded man knocked open the door with a baguette about one meter long and a lot of ready-to-eat food in his arms, and walked in.Lesbian stood up and walked over to pick up the things in his hand.After a pause, the two walked out of the kitchen holding hands, seemingly sweet and loving each other. Lesbian introduced: "This is a friend who helped me earlier, called..." She realized that she had never asked his name, she was a little embarrassed, and suddenly found it very funny, so she smiled. Yang Zuoluo felt that it was very interesting to cry on someone's shoulder and be said to be helpful.He added, "My name is Yang Zuoluo." He stretched out his hand. The bearded man shook his hand and said, "Just call me Farnian." Lesbian added: "He's a writer." Yang Zuoluo: "You guys are busy, I'll take my leave first." Lesbian: "Look, we've been here for a while, so we don't have anything to greet you. Let's go out to eat together some other day. Anyway, the restaurants in Huancheng are very good." Yang Zuoluo was walking back to the cinema, feeling a little strange.There are so many women and men in lace.I can't figure out what the woman is thinking in her heart, and the too dense smile makes people feel a little scary, and suddenly feels a little powerless against the woman's inscrutability. When thinking of the word "woman", he naturally thought of Senin again.There was a burst of grief in my heart.He vaguely felt that Sai Ning was not just trying to whet his appetite this time.This time it was disastrous, and such a breakup proposal should not be in the category of love.When he thought of breaking up with this woman, he was heartbroken again. Recently, Yang Zuoluo has become the king of sadness.