At night, Zhai Ziheng would use her slender fingers to stroking the bruised scar on her ankle. With a soft sigh in her voice: "Small, why are you suffering? If you listen to it, I will not be so. to you."

She was trembling in his arms, for fear that he could see the hidden pain in her score and see her rejection of him, hatred and the desire to escape from it.

In that case, he would punish her.

Therefore, she never dared to write the lyrics.

All the lyrics are only screaming in her mind, only the tune, being dismembered into broken fragments and scattered a little. Zhai Ziheng took her manuscript paper and handed it to the professionals for analysis. Some psychologists and medical scientists frowned. This is not a piece of music at all. It is just an illusion that the mind is unclear after being imprisoned for too long.

Therefore, Zhai Ziheng put down his heart.

She completed the "Cage Butterfly" a little bit, the only refuge of the soul in the dark time that was imprisoned and insulted. Only in this song, she felt that she was a living self, with joys and sorrows, sorrow and sorrow, not in the hands of his shackles, obviously being abused and physically and mentally injured, but also tamed and bowed, pretending to be himself It’s as sweet as it is.

Xia Wei thought that under his directional training, she did not completely suffer from Stockholm syndrome. This song was indispensable. It is the heartbeat of her soul, terrible, but true.

In the last concert, she stood on the stage, and 100,000 fans under the stage shouted Encore.

The ghost made the difference, she chose this song, because at that moment, she wanted to live truly.

No accompaniment.

She sang alone and was shocked.

However, the ridicule is that when the song was sung halfway, the stage suddenly powers off. In the darkness, there was a sharp pain in her heart, and then she was pushed down the stage and died.

After her death, the fans were very sorry for their grief, only because of her last song, "The Butterfly in the Cage", only to sing half a song. Even this half of the song, there is no remixing and arrangement of the a cappella.

As a result, many people called for the restoration of "The Butterfly in the Cage" by the Emperor.

The emperor remained silent.

To be exact, it is the emperor’s phoenix that remains silent.

He is the royal producer who Xia Wei has been working with for a lifetime. If the "Cage in the Cage" wants to arrange music, it is none other than him. If he does not express his position, no producer has the courage and ability to take the song.

Xia Wei’s legacy, these four words alone are overwhelming.

Today, Feng Wei returned to China and opened a press conference to say -

"Before, I didn't dare to touch "The Butterfly in the Cage" because it was the last song in Otaru's life, carrying too much and too desperate. I didn't have the confidence to do it well, and I didn't want to lick it. So going abroad, sorting out my thoughts. Now I am back, doing this last song for Xiao Xiao is a responsibility that I can't escape. I dare not say that I can do it best, but I will listen to her with the whole soul. Do everything in its power to restore, the arrangement of this song will be infinitely close to her."

Ms. Mina accompanied Xia Wei to watch TV, and said with a cold voice: "Get it, do you want to be so emotional, he will come back at this festival, not to transfer the attention of public opinion, save the summer rain."

Xia Wei whispered: "He is not such a person."

Ms. Mina snorted again: "It seems that you know more about him."

Xia Wei smiled, can she not understand him? Ten years of music partner, the tacit understanding between each other is unimaginable to outsiders, even closer to her soul than the scorpion Heng.

"I guess, it is the blind man who called him back." Xia Wei was upset and said. Taking Feng Wei as a person, since he said that the emperor is not worthy of her music, it is impossible to come back to save those who have hurt her. In his status, the only person who can recall him to the country is the one who has been swayed by the scorpion, so that he has to give in.

Ms. Mina looked at her with amazement: "I can't see it, Xiao Yan, when did you become so smart? Can you guess? BOSS has been sending people to stare at the emperor's movements during this time. It is really a scorpion call. When Feng Xiao returned to China, it was said that Feng Qi was unwilling to come back. He resigned his resignation, and he did not know what means Yi Ziheng had made. He finally asked him to come back."

Xia Wei smiled bitterly, really.

For the summer rain, Zhai Ziheng turned out to be so big.

but……

Whoever looks at who Zizi Heng has had nothing to do with her.

She is concerned about the friend Feng Yu, and the progress of "Cage in the cage".

Not only her, but countless people from outside, are paying attention to the progress of the restoration of this song.

Feng Wei took a group and analyzed her remaining manuscripts. It is said that the manuscripts are messy and fragmented, and many of the details are either conflicting or jumping, losing, and increasing the difficulty.

There have been rumors from the outside world. It seems that when Xia Xia created this song, the mental state was really bad.

Not long after, Feng Xiao prohibited members of the group from revealing the situation and declined all media visits. He only closed the door to concentrate on doing things. No matter how the entertainment reporters tried every means, they couldn’t dig a little bit of content. The last piece of news that could be confirmed was that the staff accidentally said that they had missed their mouths.

"To make this song, Mr. Feng is very hard. When he is in a meeting, he can't speak for a few times."

All the summer glutinous rice powders are heart-wrenching, and they are lined up in the official website.

In this sad atmosphere, the first anniversary of the death of Xia Xia was celebrated.

Lotus lamps, white candles, and small daisy flowers are everywhere.

Her song was played over and over again on the radio.

Even Ms. Mina, who also made seven lotus lights, took the summer of this life to the exiles on the outskirts of the river. She is a fan, especially sincere. When the lotus lamp enters the water, the mouth screams silently, the eyes are red, and the tears float.

Xia Wei stood under a big willow tree and didn't know how to comfort her.

In the night sky, there is a half-blooded moon, and the dark moonlight is lining up to the world.

Ms. Mina is in the upper reaches of the river, quietly looking at her own lotus lamp drifting farther and farther, and then rushing into the ocean of the lower lotus lamp one after another - thousands of plain white petals lightly hold thousands of miles The swaying candlelight, the stars are a little bit, blooming like the other side.

"I like her since she debuted." Mana Sister suddenly said.

When Xia Xi was down, she only reacted to what she said was her life.

Ms. Mina didn't look at her, just went on and said: "At that time, I was still a small assistant, holding the most meager salary, doing the most suffocating thing. On several occasions, I was almost unable to keep going until that Walking on the street one day, I heard her singing coming from the record player on the street."

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