noffsinger Chapter 114 Speaking of people as people, speaking of ghosts as ghosts
Chapter 114 Speaking of people as people, speaking of ghosts as ghosts
"acid!"
My back is so sore!
Early in the morning, Bai Li struggled to get out of bed and immediately noticed the protest signals her body was sending.
It was her first time riding a horse, and she rode for a long time, reaching the limit of her unbearable pain.
Horseback riding is fun for a moment, but it's a nightmare afterwards.
Although the Wanxiang Wheel has restored her body to a healthy state, she still experiences soreness and other discomforts after exercise.
Bai Li promptly requested two days off from school, intending to rest and recuperate at home.
After all, health is the foundation of everything.
While I'm at it, I'll take this opportunity to write some lyrics for the song I made with the Mountain Spirit last time.
Inside the sauna, a surround sound system costing hundreds of thousands of yuan blared out, and the dynamic rhythm of a new song instantly filled the entire space, making the whole sauna seem to vibrate.
Bai Li lay comfortably inside, holding a Pad wrapped in a waterproof film in her hand, her fingers lightly tapping and drawing on the screen.
Without the slightest hesitation, a poem gradually took shape in this leisurely atmosphere.
Actually, after listening to Jia Lai sing rock that day, feeling the extremely wild yet powerful singing style, Bai Li immediately had an inspiration.
She wants to write a "sexy song".
The new song has a very three-dimensional rhythm. It's not the kind of strong, dynamic impact, but rather a slow and steady heartbeat rhythm, like the gentle tapping on a soft mattress. It has a lazy, casual rhythm that makes your body sway unconsciously.
The more Bai Li listened, the more she felt that the melody possessed a magical sensuality.
The melody begins with gentle ripples, like slowly falling into a soft bed, comfortable and pleasant.
As the melody progresses, the rhythm speeds up slightly, like raindrops gently tapping on a windowpane, a regular and gentle beat.
The transition melody from the verse to the chorus is like a winding path leading to an open garden; the gradual sublimation of emotions is like being led into a deeper emotional experience.
In the chorus, the melody suddenly becomes more exciting, bright and full of power. This melody is simply tailor-made for that kind of singing style with strong shouts, with a heart-stirring infectiousness, which can gradually release the unbearable weight of emotions.
As the song nears its end, the melody gradually softens, like the tide slowly receding, leaving behind a tranquil beach. The feeling is akin to falling asleep peacefully in bed, your breathing gradually settling, immersing you in a serene and peaceful atmosphere.
Whether it was the heat in the sauna or the provocative lyrics she had written, Bai Li felt extremely hot and was sweating profusely.
In short, just before she was about to run out of oxygen in the sauna, Bai Li finally succeeded in writing the lyrics.
It comes in two versions, one in Chinese and one in English.
Because the English version was a bit too unrestrained, Bai Li hurriedly produced a Chinese version.
While the Chinese version is much more subtle, it's not much better; upon closer examination, it still carries a unique charm.
Bai Li originally wanted to write some lyrics about universal love or inspirational themes, but after trying, she found that none of them could compare to the impact of these lyrics filled with longing and private emotions.
The melody and lyrics are a perfect match, a match made in heaven.
She quickly found a very artistic excuse for herself: "It wasn't that I wanted to write it this way, it was the song itself that made me create it involuntarily."
After a sauna session, Bai Li felt refreshed, as if every cell in her body had been awakened.
Not only that, the aches and pains I felt when I woke up in the morning, as if my body had been completely drained, were also much less intense.
It must be said that a body carefully nurtured with the [Health] attribute has an astonishingly strong recovery ability.
The consequence of not bringing your phone to the sauna is that when you pick it up, it's full of unread messages.
"I've prepared a restorative tonic. If you're still weak, you can drink some. It's on the dining table [image]" — Quiet Night
"[Missed call] My counselor said you weren't feeling well, why didn't you tell me? Moshi moshi, partner, are you okay?" — Ying Xiangyang
"Young boss, Jia Lai arrived in Shanghai today. Just letting you know. When do you roughly plan to see him?" — Mountain Ghost
"Junior, the shop has new flavors of mini cakes today, [pictures][pictures], two flavors, if you like, I'll bring them over for you." — Guan Cha
"Boss, we've arrived at the training base today. If Sanmao shows any unusual behavior, please leave me a message, but I might not be able to reply immediately. Please understand." — Zhang Yu
"Sister, autumn is almost here, please keep warm. I've put the new vinyl records in the mailbox by the door; please check them when you have time." — Shi Shui
"Little Pear, I'm going back to China tomorrow. I brought you a Present." — Wuhai
Bai Li: ...
and many more!
Wait!
The white pear head is about to explode.
I think I only steamed it for less than half an hour, how come it all came out? Anyone who didn't know better would think half a century had passed?
Bai Li replied to each one according to their importance and urgency.
He responded to Xiangyang first; he seemed the most anxious.
She had just typed "Resting at home today" and sent it when, before she could even edit the next message, a voice call invitation from Ying Xiangyang popped up on her phone screen.
Ying Xiangyang thought Bai Li had caught a cold or had a fever. When he heard Bai Li say that she was just tired, he breathed a sigh of relief. But then, Ying Xiangyang asked curiously what Bai Li had done to make her so tired.
Bai Li looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and briefly recounted her horseback riding trip from yesterday.
Ying Xiangyang had long had a premonition that Bai Li was no ordinary person; not everyone has the ability to start an entertainment company and organize online music competitions.
Prior to this, Ying Xiangyang had always been convinced that he loved Bai Li for who she was, not for her wealth. He felt that whether Bai Li was rich or poor, his feelings for her would not change. Because of this, he hadn't paid much attention to Bai Li's outward appearance.
However, upon hearing Bai Li say that she was going to learn to ride a horse, a strong sense of unreality arose spontaneously.
He realized more and more clearly that Bai Li was not an ordinary college student at all; wealth had already drawn a life trajectory for her that was completely different from his own.
Ying Xiangyang suddenly realized that his understanding seemed to be insufficient to grasp Bai Li's life. He tried to piece together a picture of Bai Li's life in his mind, but found it difficult to imagine her external relationships, her social circle, her usual entertainment, and her daily life, whether it was leisurely or busy.
Although he and Bai Li had already established a relationship, for some reason, Ying Xiangyang always felt as if he were standing on this side of a turbulent river, while Bai Li's life was on the other side, seemingly close at hand, but actually unattainable.
—He doesn't seem to understand Bai Li now.
Take Bai Li's recent illness as an example. He only found out about it from his counselor, even though Bai Li told the counselor first, instead of confiding in him.
Thinking of this, Ying Xiangyang's tone unconsciously turned somewhat disappointed as he said softly, "Okay, if there's no one around to take care of you, be sure to tell me immediately if you need me."
Bai Li keenly caught the subtle hint of sadness in Ying Xiangyang's voice.
She immediately realized where her problem lay.
As one party in a close relationship, one is theoretically required to communicate and share information with the other party, including their schedule.
But it seems I didn't do that right away.
This was her first time dating, and she had no experience with the so-called "correct" way to date.
Although she and Ying Xiangyang had exchanged bacteria countless times, they didn't seem to have achieved true understanding; there was always a barrier between them.
Thinking about it carefully, their relationship progressed too quickly; they didn't even have time to properly get to know each other again before they got together.
Sexual impulses took over, resulting in a lack of deeper emotional resonance.
That's why there's this feeling of buffer failure.
Moreover, Bai Li was hiding something from Ying Xiangyang.
Before finding a suitable opportunity to be completely honest with Ying Xiangyang, Bai Li felt she couldn't be open and honest with him in their relationship.
As long as this secret exists, the rift between them will likely remain ever-present.
Bai Li held her phone, remained silent for a moment, and felt a mix of emotions.
Although I really wanted to be honest with Ying Xiangyang directly.
However, given the current situation, the second intimate relationship is still far from being established, and it's not the right time to be completely honest with each other.
Bai Li sighed inwardly.
"I'm sorry for making you worry. I'll tell you everything in advance from now on, okay?"
Hearing Bai Li apologize, Ying Xiangyang felt a sharp pain in his heart.
If anyone is truly at fault, it is him.
He's the one who's completely wrong.
I was too naive. I didn't really understand Bai Li, nor did I give her enough security, so she didn't think of me first when she encountered problems.
I was too selfish, indulging only in my own imagination of the relationship without actually working on it.
I was the one who fell in love earlier and more deeply, so I should put more effort into nurturing this relationship, while he should be the one to accommodate Bai Li.
Ying Xiangyang hurriedly replied, "Don't apologize, it's my fault, I'm such a jerk..." After a pause, realizing that now was not a good time, he quickly ended the conversation, "Anyway, you should rest well, we'll talk when you get back."
Bai Li remained silent. Although she didn't know what Ying Xiangyang had figured out just now, she was also at a loss for words and could only reply, "Okay..."
The phone call ended very briefly.
Bai Li happened to walk to the restaurant.
A bowl of soup is served in an elegant bowl and kept warm on a heat plate, its color warm and radiant, emitting wisps of steam.
I'm not too tired anymore, but I just finished the sauna, so I can drink some water to replenish my fluids.
Bai Li: Thank you, Jing Ye.
While sipping Jingye's soup, she began replying to other people's messages.
He first gave Zhang Yu an OK sign.
Then I asked Ah-He to help bring the records in from the mailbox by the door.
Next, I need to reply to Wu Hai. Wu Hai isn't the kind of person who can be easily brushed off. If I don't reply to his messages for a long time, he'll definitely keep nagging me about it the next time we meet.
Recalling that chance encounter at the antique market, it felt like a cruel twist of fate, and from then on, she was entangled with Wu Hai.
I don't know what this guy was thinking, he keeps sending me this and that every now and then, and they're all strange and expensive things.
Bai Li pondered that it was probably because of the location where the two met last time that Wu Hai assumed that Bai Li must have a special fondness for antiques, which was why he kept sending her antique-related items.
However, there were many of these gifts that Bai Li dared not accept.
The origin of this object is truly remarkable, the kind that would impress anyone who heard about it.
Given Wu Hai's background, Bai Li knew these were all genuine.
—Priceless.
What a rip-off! I wonder where he got it from.
There's no way to retreat; there's simply no way out.
Left with no other choice, Bai Li could only put all the gifts into the vault for safekeeping.
It's estimated that this so-called "Present" is another incredibly valuable item.
As the saying goes, "He who takes a man's money is bound to be grateful," having received so many valuable gifts from Wuhai, Bai Li couldn't be too forceful in her words. She could only feign embarrassment and reply:
White Pear: How big is the "Present"? My little temple really can't hold it all.
Wuhai quickly replied:
Wuhai: You'll find out how big it is when the time comes.
Wuhai: As for whether it can be accommodated or not, we'll only know after we try.
Wuhai: If it can't fit, we'll give you a bigger "temple".
Bai Li: [Smiling] Haha, Mr. Wu is joking.
……
And so, Bai Li went back and forth with Wu Hai for nearly ten minutes. She felt like her brain cells were almost completely exhausted before she finally managed to get rid of him.
Just then, A-He tiptoed over and handed a brand-new vinyl record to Bai-Li.
Bai Li took the black vinyl record and examined it carefully.
This time, the theme seems to be autumn, with some fiery red maple leaves drawn on the cover, along with Shi Shui's signature and the date the record was completed.
Shi Shui remained silent, quietly conveying its friendliness.
Come to think of it, Bai Li has never seen Shi Shui even once since she entered university.
I was hoping to bump into him at school and give him a big surprise, but to my surprise, we never crossed paths and never met.
If Bai Li hadn't seen Shi Shui's name on the forum, she would have thought that Shi Shui never went to school.
Bai Li picked up her phone, took a few photos of the limited-edition autumn vinyl record that Shi Shui had given her, and sent them back.
Bai Li: [Image] Thank you, Shi Shui, I've received it! I love it!
When it came time to reply to Guan Cha, Bai Li was already too exhausted to muster any more energy, and simply replied with a blank expression: "Great, I'll come and try it sometime."
Although the language on the surface seems to convey positive emotional value, a closer look reveals the perfunctory attitude behind the reply.
After all, without a specific time and place, "come and try it sometime" often implies a polite refusal.
Sigh, Bai Li let out a long sigh.
Only the information about the Mountain Spirit remains.
Jia Lai has arrived, and I have just finished writing the lyrics. It's time to meet him and see how well his voice matches the song.
Bai Li pondered for a moment, then carefully typed on her phone:
Bring him to recording studio A101 at 1 pm tomorrow.
Although this reply lacked emotional value, it was at least much more sincere.
Bai Li doesn't know when she mastered the ability to speak human language to human beings and ghost language to ghosts.