Chapter 41 The rain is pouring down, it’s hard to hear, isn’t it?
The dense raindrops poured down, and Jiang Lingsi felt a chill all over his body, as if his heart was being filled with cold wind.
The siren sounded not far away, and everyone in Huangmao came to their senses and realized that the girl in front of them had really called the police.
They didn't care about the person lying on the ground, quickly threw away their weapons and ran away.
Xi Ruan turned his back to Jiang Lingsi and put down his arms, lowered his head and did not turn around.
Jiang Lingsi looked at her blankly.
Until he found that her thin dress was soaked by the rain and the girl's body seemed to be shivering in the rain, he picked her up from behind.
"Come home with me first."
He lowered his head and glanced at her who buried her head in his arms, pursed her lips and strode towards home.
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There was the sound of water pouring from the bathroom, and the sound of rain outside the window.
Jiang Lingsi sat on the carpet and leaned against the bed behind him to smoke.
The scene just now echoed in his mind, and after exhaling a puff of smoke, his mind went blank.
Suddenly, the sound of water stopped and there was a noise in the bathroom. Jiang Lingsi immediately put out the cigarette butt, got up and opened the window to disperse the smell of smoke.
When Xi Ruan came out, there was only a coolness and the smell of damp rain in the room.
The girl was wearing Jiang Lingsi's loose pajamas and pajamas. Her hair was still dripping with water, and all the makeup on her face had been washed away, leaving her face fair and white.
"Why don't you dry your hair?" Jiang Lingsi asked, and then realized that the hair dryer was not in the bathroom at all.
He took out the hair dryer from the bedside table, sat on the bed and waved to her, "Come here."
Xi Ruan walked over with lowered eyes, and sat on the carpet in front of the bed at Jiang Lingsi's signal. superior.
Jiang Lingsi plugged in the bolt, turned on the hair dryer, and blew the hair of the girl who was curled up between his legs with her hands on her knees.
His slender fingers ran through her hair, and he suddenly remembered the first time he blew her hair when she was a child. Instead, it turned into a mess, and the back of her head was almost tangled into a bird's nest.
That time they were playing with water guns together. They were so crazy that they got soaked all over. He was afraid that she would be scolded when she went home, so he took her back to her grandparents' house and took a shower and changed her clothes. , out of curiosity he tried blow-drying her hair.
However, when she came home at night, her father still discovered that she was playing with water, because the smell from head to toe was different from the ones she used at home.
At that time, Xi Ruan was nothing like now. One moment she complained that the wind was too hot, the next she complained that he had blown her face, and finally she complained aggrievedly that he had knotted her hair.
But now...
She is terrifyingly quiet.
The way he huddled up and didn’t dare to look at him made him a little flustered...
A few minutes later, the sound of the hair dryer stopped, and Jiang Lingsi put the hair dryer aside. , reached out to smooth her hair, pulled out her legs and sat cross-legged on the bed.
"Xi Ruan." He called her in a deep voice, but finally couldn't help mentioning what happened just now, "Your voice——"
"It's hard to hear." The hoarse voice said. He cut off his words with obvious trembling.
Jiang Lingsi's breath froze, and his dark eyes were filled with regret.
His lips murmured a few times, but in the end he did not respond to her words.
The room fell into silence, and the sound of rain outside became more intense.
Jiang Lingsi looked at her in front of him and lowered his eyelashes.
"Listen to some music, it will make you feel better." He stretched out his long arm and turned on the bedside stereo.
The ethereal and melodious music lingered in the room, it was the familiar "Song of Hope", the song that brings strength and hope to people.
Xi Ruan buried his head between his legs, and all his hair fell down.
After a long time, she said again, "Do you like her songs very much?"
Jiang Lingsi fluttered his long eyelashes, said a low "hmm", and then leaned on the bed He leaned his head back and stretched out his long legs.
“When my mother first died, I was in turmoil for a while.”
It was the first time he mentioned his matter to Xi Ruan.
"She found out that my father had lied to her, couldn't accept the reality, and committed suicide."
Xi Ruan tightened his fingers on both arms and tilted his head slightly.
"I can't accept it either."
He sneered, "You don't even know that my father's illegitimate son is older than me. He took his mistress and his mistress just three months after my mother died. The child was brought in."
"My mother and I had everything taken away, including my love, my father, my home, and the company that my mother worked so hard to help my father run."
"During that time, I felt that I had been betrayed by the whole world. I felt that my mother was irresponsible and abandoned me. I even wanted to leave with my mother."
He left without leaving a trace. He sighed and looked at the ceiling, his voice a little light, as if he was lost in memories.
“That day, I originally wanted to find a tall building to jump off.”
“Later, when I walked to the intersection, this song was playing in the convenience store next to me, and this song was playing on the big screen in the shopping mall opposite. MV.”
"I stood there for a long time, with the melody of this song in my mind. Then I figured out, I want to live well, I want revenge, I want to make them lose everything."
"So," Jiang Lingsi turned his head and looked at Xi Ruan, "When you are in a bad mood, you can listen to this song. It may also bring you some strength."
His tone was rare and gentle, but He turned his head and stared at Xi Ruan beside the bed.
The girl sitting curled up by the bed finally moved.
She slowly raised her head, her hair a little messy, and turned her gaze to him.
Suddenly, she smiled the sweetest smile at him, but her fair little face was already covered with tears.
The tears slid down her cheeks and fell silently.
She put her mobile phone on the bed, tapped her fingers, and choked to him with red eyes: "Then you want to listen to her...last song that hasn't been released yet?"
Unfamiliar tunes, familiar voices, and music never heard before echoed softly in the room.
Jiang Lingsi opened her eyes slightly, how could she have X.R’s unreleased songs! ?
In an instant, all the details came together, her loss of voice, the disappearance of X.R, her emotional fluctuations sensitive to singing and her initials...
"Are you X.R!?" Jiang Lingsi grabbed her arm.
The girl stared at him with hazy watery eyes, then she bent her eyes and smiled.
Teardrops trembled and collapsed from her eyes. In Jiang Lingsi's confused mind, she nodded slightly.
The rain outside the window poured down, and lightning struck mercilessly.
Thunder and lightning flashed in Jiang Lingsi's black eyes. He tightened his grip on her wrist, and finally couldn't help but pull her into his arms.
He never dared to imagine this possibility.
Having her vocal cords destroyed is a fatal blow that is difficult to accept, let alone her.
But for him, she tore the scars that she couldn't bear to touch in front of so many people until they were dripping with blood.
What is the difference between the Siren losing her most proud singing voice and losing her life and soul.
The "Song of Hope" that once brought hope to so many people... may have already turned into despair in her ears.
That was the swan song that she could never touch again.
"Little soft bag." He called her, felt her warm tears falling on his neck, and hugged her tightly.
She even cried silently.
"Little soft bag, cry out."
"It doesn't matter if others don't like your voice, it doesn't matter if you don't like it." He paused and touched the back of her head with one hand. Whispering in a deep voice:
"You no longer need to give hope to others, just be the siren that only I know."
Be the siren to only him, speak only to him .
No matter what her voice is, even if her voice is hoarse, he is still willing to be fascinated by her.
Xi Ruan was slightly startled.
Feeling his trembling breath and hot body temperature, she slowly closed her eyes, finally hugged him tightly and cried loudly.
She was once so proud, she was a singer known as the "Siren".
But overnight, her singing voice disappeared, and her pride and dreams were shattered.
Everyone said she brought them hope, but what about her hope?
Where did her hope go? !
Can a siren really still be called a siren without a singing voice? !
Another day where I feel sorry for my female goose
Another day where I am begging for comments, interactions and votes
(End of this chapter)