Chapter 106: anniversary festival
Chapter 106 Anniversary Festival
At night, Pei Ziheng would touch the bruises on her ankles with his slender fingers, sighing softly in his voice: "Xiao Ling, why are you doing this? If you had been more obedient, I wouldn't be like this. to you."
She trembled in his arms, fearing that he would see the pain hidden in her music, her rejection, hatred and desire to escape from it all.
In that case, he will punish her severely.
So, she never dared to write lyrics.
All the lyrics only existed over and over again in her mind, and only the tune was dismembered into fragments and scattered bit by bit. Pei Ziheng took the manuscript paper she created to professionals for analysis. Some psychologists and medical scientists frowned and said that this was not music at all, but just a hallucination caused by confusion after being imprisoned for too long.
As a result, Pei Ziheng felt relieved.
She completed "Caged Butterfly" bit by bit, which was the only refuge for her soul during that dark time of being imprisoned and humiliated. Only in this song did she feel that she was a living version of herself, with emotions, anger, sorrow, and fear, rather than a puppet on strings in his hands, who had been abused to the point of being physically and mentally injured, but still had to bow her head tamely and pretend to be herself. It's as sweet as glutinous rice.
Xia Ling thought that, thanks to his targeted training, she did not suffer from Stockholm Syndrome completely in the end, and this song was indispensable. It is the heartbeat of her soul, tragic and tragic, but true.
At the last concert, she stood on the stage, and 100,000 fans in the audience shouted for encore.
By some strange coincidence, she chose this song because at that moment, she wanted to live truly.
Without accompaniment.
She sang a cappella alone, stunning everyone.
However, the irony is that in the middle of the song, the power suddenly went out on the stage. In the darkness, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her heart, and then she was pushed hard off the stage and died.
After her death, fans were grieving and felt very regretful because she only had time to sing half of her last song "Caged Butterfly". Even this half of the song is a cappella without mixing or arrangement.
As a result, many people appealed and asked the emperor to restore "The Caged Butterfly".
The Emperor remained silent.
To be precise, it was the emperor's Feng Kun who remained silent.
He is Xia Ling's lifelong partner as the producer. If "Butterfly in the Cage" was to be arranged, it would have to be him. If he didn't take a stand, no producer would have the courage and ability to take on the song.
Xia Ling’s posthumous work, just these four words can make people breathless.
Now, Feng Kun returns to China and holds a media conference, saying—
"Before, I didn't dare to touch "Caged Butterfly" because it was the last song in Xiao Ling's life. It carried too much and was too desperate. I didn't have the confidence to do it well, and I didn't want to desecrate it. So I went abroad to sort out my thoughts. Now that I'm back, writing this last song for Xiao Ling is an unavoidable responsibility for me. I don't dare to say that I can make it the best, but I will listen to her with my whole soul. I will try my best to restore the arrangement of this song and it will be infinitely closer to her.”
Sister Maina watched TV with Xia Ling and said coldly: "Come on, don't be so pretentious. Isn't he coming back at this juncture just to divert public opinion and save Xia Yu?"
Xia Ling whispered, "He is not that kind of person."
Sister Maina sneered again: "It sounds like you know him better."
Xia Ling smiled bitterly, could she not understand him? Having been music partners for ten years, their tacit understanding is unimaginable to outsiders. He is even closer to her soul than Pei Ziheng. "I guess it was Pei Ziheng who called him back." Xia Ling said feeling sad. With Feng Kun's personality, since she said that the emperor was not worthy of being her music, it was impossible for her to take the initiative to come back and save those who had hurt her. With his status, only Pei Ziheng could recall him to the country. Pei Ziheng must have used some means to force him to surrender.
Sister Maina looked at her in surprise: "I can't tell, Xiao Ling, when did you become so smart? Can you guess this? The boss has been sending people to keep an eye on the emperor's movements during this period. It's really Pei Ziheng's call. Feng Kun returned to China. It is said that Feng Kun did not want to come back and even handed in his resignation. I don’t know what tricks Pei Ziheng used to make him come back obediently. "
Xia Ling smiled bitterly, as expected.
Pei Ziheng went to such great lengths to fight for Xia Yu.
but…
Who Pei Ziheng values has nothing to do with her.
She is concerned about her old friend Feng Kun and the progress of "Butterfly in the Cage".
Not only her, but countless people from the outside world are paying attention to the restoration progress of this song.
Fengkun led a team to analyze the manuscripts she left behind. It is said that the manuscript is messy and fragmented, and many of the details either conflict with each other, or are skipped or missing, which adds to the difficulty.
There are rumors from the outside world that it seems that Queen Xia Ling was in a bad mental state when she wrote this song.
Not long after, Feng Kun banned the group members from disclosing the situation to the outside world, declined all media visits, and closed the door to concentrate on their work. No matter how hard the entertainment reporters tried to find out, they could never dig out any more information. The last piece of news that could be confirmed was accidentally leaked by a staff member -
"Mr. Feng worked very hard to make this song. During the meeting, he choked up several times and couldn't speak."
All Xia Ling fans feel sad and are queuing up on the official website to send blessings page after page.
In this sad atmosphere, the first anniversary of the death of Queen Xia Ling ushered in.
There are lotus lanterns, plain white candles, and small daisies everywhere.
Her songs were played over and over again on the radio.
Even Sister Maina made seven lotus lanterns with her own hands and took Xia Ling in this life to be exiled by the river in the suburbs. She was a music fan, a very sincere one. When the lotus lantern entered the water, she silently recited the eulogy, her eyes were red and tears were floating in her eyes.
Xia Ling stood under a big willow tree, not knowing how to comfort her.
In the night sky, half a **** crescent moon hangs, and the dim moonlight makes even the world look hazy and desolate.
Sister Maina was on the upper reaches of the river, quietly watching her lotus lanterns float farther and farther away, one after another joining the ocean of lotus lanterns downstream - thousands of plain white petals lightly holding thousands of swaying lanterns. The candlelight is dotted with stars, blooming like the other shore.
“I’ve liked her since she debuted.” Sister Maina suddenly said.
Xia Ling was stunned for a moment before she realized that she was talking about herself in her previous life.
Sister Maina didn't look at her and just continued: "At that time, I was still a little assistant, earning the meager salary, doing the most useless things. Several times, I almost couldn't stand it anymore, until that One day while walking on the street, I heard her singing coming from the record player on the street."
(End of this chapter)