Chapter 285: Budding again

After sending off Li Ziqiang, Han Xiaohong went back to her room, cleaned up a bit, and then began to prepare tomorrow's shooting plan.
She worked until about one o'clock in the morning before she finished everything. She sat at the table in a daze, but she didn't feel sleepy.
Buzzing... it seems that another mosquito is flying by her ear.
Han Xiaohong couldn't help but remembered the way Li Ziqiang secretly stared at him not long ago.
Obviously, she wouldn't really believe Li Ziqiang's nonsense of "there are mosquitoes", but... in order to avoid embarrassment, she did not expose the facts.
She just thought it was a little funny.
Hmm...think about it... In recent years, she seems to have not seriously considered her life-long events. Since the last got out of his life, she herself has devoted herself to the film career. Regarding matters, she has always avoided.
Of course, for such a long time, it was not that no one had introduced her to other objects. It was not that she herself had not encountered an alien who eagerly pursued her, but in the end she had chosen to give up somewhat boringly.
What is good about men? What's more fun than movies!
Of course, Li Ziqiang’s delicate feelings towards her were also aware of her, but she was very sensible that she and Li Ziqiang were unlikely to develop further. On the one hand, the identity gap between the two people was a bit big, on the other hand. The personalities of the two of them are also not suitable.
Although Han Xiaohong doesn't think Li Ziqiang's character is soft or cowardly, on the contrary, she still thinks Li Ziqiang is pragmatic, humble, and purely non-pretentious, but no matter how good Li Ziqiang's character is, she will not match her own.
So... how nice it is to be friends!
After thinking about it, Han Xiaohong burst into laughter on her own. She didn't know why she would think so much tonight. Moreover, what she thinks now seems to be a bit passionate. After all, Li Ziqiang is a little bit interesting. , But she didn't really express anything, she really didn't need to think about it first.
Rubbing his face, Han Xiaohong went to wash again, and then lay down on the bed.
However, tossing over and over... still can't sleep...
Ma Dan, don’t you have insomnia, there is still a lot of work to do tomorrow!
Han Xiaohong finally took out her phone helplessly, wanting to listen to a hypnotic song.
Opening the music software, she suddenly remembered Li Ziqiang's words before leaving, so she couldn't help but pull out Zhang Yiwen's album.
She bought Zhang Yiwen's new album shortly after it was released, and a few days ago, she preferred the song "The Fruits of Summer". The faint sadness in the song made her feel a little self-pity.
However, after the crew started, she didn't listen to the songs much, and she didn't listen to the other songs in Zhang Yiwen's new album.
Now, on this night of insomnia, affected by Li Ziqiang's words, she has turned this album out again.
This time she closed her eyes and listened carefully one by one, wanting to keep hearing until she fell asleep.
The first song is "My Future Is Not a Dream", the second song is "Wind Up", the third song is "Snail"... Uh, these songs are so positive and inspirational, Han Xiaohong can't sleep even after listening.
Soon, "Your Smile" and "I Do" will be played in turn... These two songs are a bit sweet, Han Xiaohong feels goosebumps after listening to it, but fortunately it is night, she is lying on the bed alone, otherwise She would feel embarrassed to listen in a crowded place outside.
Then came the two songs "The Fruit of Summer" and "The Price of Love". Sure enough, Han Xiaohong still prefers this style of music. The soothing, faint, continuous sadness and comprehension are most suitable for her now. Emotional state.
But... strange... why can't I still sleep?
Soon, the last song "Silent" began to play.
Han Xiaohong had only listened to this song once before, because she felt that the lyrics were a bit hypocritical and the melody was too sad, so she never heard it again.
But at this moment in this sleepless night, she took off all her psychological precautions and heard the song again.
...
"I was sentenced to life loneliness by love;"
"Don't fight back, don't let go;"
"An endless circle under the pen;"
"The fate of dissatisfaction in the heart;"
"It's you……"
"Why love sentenced all beings to loneliness;"
"You can't escape, you can't escape;"
"The knot that cannot be untied;"
"A hit that cannot be solved;"
"It's you……"
...
This is the first time Han Xiaohong has listened to this song very seriously, her eyes closed, her breathing is soothing and relaxed, her body motionless.
Until the end of the whole song, she inexplicably repeated the single several times.
This song is so sad...why is the corner of my eyes suddenly moist...
But... After a while, Han Xiaohong suddenly opened his eyes again.
In the dark, she did not cry after all, but stopped playing music cleanly, and then threw the phone aside.
She turned over, lay on her side, closed her eyes slowly, and fell asleep soon.
Sentenced to lifelong loneliness by love?
Sentence your sister, who are you, sentence me?
Don't fight back? That's stupid; don't let go, that's stupid!
It's you? It's... your sister!
This song is like a foot slammed on Han Xiaohong's heart.
However, after Han Xiaohong listened to this song several times, she suddenly felt a gap in her heart...
It was like a seed buried in the dark soil. After a long wait, it finally opened the ground and grew a seedling representing a new life.
Sometimes, the reason why the seedlings break out of the soil is not because of sunlight, moisture, air...but...just the foot that was stepped on ~ EbookFREE.me ~ step on it first, and make the seedlings soft and tender The bud was too heavy to lift its head... But when the foot left, the bud would rebound from the bottom, burst out with more powerful vitality, and then broke through the ground.
This is the state of Han Xiaohong now.
Something seemed to recover deep in her heart, so she felt more at ease than ever... so she fell asleep soon.
...
Chen Feng never thought that the songs he wrote would eventually affect a person's heart in this way.
And this person is Han Xiaohong.
However, this is true of music, even movies or all other works of art. Once the work is created, it is placed there. How you listen, see, and understand is all your own business. In fact, there is nothing like the original author What does it matter?
No matter whether you say that others are passionate or over-interpreted, this is the stimulation and inspiration brought by the work itself. No one can deny this!