bright moon bright moon what can i do

When the high-speed train arrived at the station, You Xinghe didn't have time to go home, so he rushed directly to the theater to rehearse, because the director said that the performance time might be earlier, and the time was very tight.Liang Mingyue didn't leave immediately after sending him there, but sat in the corner and watched their rehearsal.

Although he has practiced many times, the newly joined You Xinghe is very nervous, and he has two days off work, so he can't keep up with the rhythm.The director is a teacher of the dance academy, and he is short-tempered at first glance. Seeing that he is not performing well, he is anxious to speak out.

"Whether you can jump or not, get the hell out!"

"Music, rhythm, you slow down, and the people behind slow down again. If the music is gone, you are still on stage, acting in pantomime!"

"Don't think that because your surname is You, you can dance around!"

This is the first time You Xinghe has participated in such a large-scale performance, and it is also the first time he has been scolded in public.Liang Mingyue stood up, watching him being so scolded that he couldn't lift his head, and wiped his face with both hands, he was crying.An actor came forward to say something nice for him, but was also scolded by the director.

The director cursed to relieve his anger, waved his hands, and the rehearsal began again.Liang Mingyue watched You Xinghe quickly integrate into the cast after wiping away his tears. Her face was still red from crying just now, but she had changed into the expression of the performance.When it was his turn to perform, he smiled and stepped on the beat and slid onto the stage, neither fast nor slow this time.

The director shouted with satisfaction from the side: "Okay, go on, keep it up, the state is right. The actors on the left stage are ready."

You Xinghe danced his part with devotion, and retreated to the backstage, preparing for his next appearance.He knew that Liang Mingyue was still there, but he had no time to take care of him.All he can think about now is dancing.

Only then did Liang Mingyue leave in peace.

Instead of going back to Youjia Villa, he took the subway to the best private hospital in the suburban city.

It was Zheng Yanqing's lover Song Yesong who called him on the high-speed rail, saying that he wanted to meet as soon as possible.Song Yesong said that they returned to China many years ago and just moved to this city this year.They have always had business dealings with Youjia.

They have been together for many years, and it sounds like they have a successful career, a harmonious relationship, and a good life.If Zheng Yanqing hadn't got cancer, he would probably be able to live together forever.

Not long after he got on the subway, You Xinghe sent a WeChat message: "Are you gone?" After the third round of rehearsals, he found out that he was gone.

He returned a smiling face, and You Xinghe returned a frustrated and crying face, saying: "The director just scolded me severely again, calling me a loser with frog legs."

He comforted him: "The director is short-tempered, so he should not only scold you."

You Xinghe said: "How do you know? The leading actor was scolded and cried by him. To be honest, I was very scared just now, I was afraid that he would drive me away and not let me dance. I think the substitute danced very well. I wiped it Thinking with tears, if he drives me away, I will hug his thigh and cry wildly, begging him to keep me."

Listening to his voice, Liang Mingyue couldn't help laughing.He knew that as long as You Xinghe wanted to do something well, he would definitely do it well.Whether it's dancing, or doing farm work in the countryside before.He just looks squeamish.

"I'm going to see—" Liang Mingyue typed half of the words, and You Xinghe sent two voices in succession: "Stop talking, I'm going to dance again!"

"Damn it, the director started swearing before he even started dancing!"

Liang Mingyue laughed for a while listening to You Xinghe's screams, and deleted the half-typed words.At this time, he may not be able to be distracted, and he will be scolded by the director.

When they arrived at the hospital, Liang Mingyue just asked the nurse "Which ward is Mr. Zheng Yanqing in?" Someone stood up next to him and asked, "Is it Zheng Yiqiao, Young Master Zheng?"

After many years, Liang Mingyue was stunned when he heard this name again. He turned to look at the person who was asking the question. He was a young man in a suit with a professional atmosphere.

"I'm Mr. Zheng's assistant, he asked me to wait for you here." The young man said and took him to the elevator.

Liang Mingyue asked his assistant how he was doing.

"Not particularly good," said the assistant.

The ward is on the tenth floor, we'll be there soon.The assistant took him to the door of the ward and walked away.Liang Mingyue stood hesitantly at the door of the ward for a while, then lightly put her hand on the doorknob, and turned the lock slightly.

The ward is very large, with sufficient heating. On the bedside are sunflowers, which are not commonly seen in winter, blooming enthusiastically.

The person on the hospital bed was Zheng Yanqing, with catheters inserted into his mouth and nose, and an oxygen mask.The ups and downs of the chest following the breathing and the regular sound of the surrounding instruments proved that the person on the bed was still alive.

He was in a deep sleep, and the scene where Liang Mingyue imagined seeing him overwhelmed with excitement did not appear, so he was silently relieved.

A middle-aged man was sitting on the side of the hospital bed by the window. He was holding a computer to work. When he looked up, he was slightly stunned for a few seconds, then immediately put down the computer and stood up.

"Yi Qiao, you are here." He called out kindly in an elder tone.

Liang Mingyue frowned undisguisedly.

Seeing this, Song Yesong still smiled cordially and beckoned him to sit down.

Liang Mingyue approached, didn't sit down, kept a distance of two steps from the hospital bed, and looked at Zheng Yanqing on the bed from a distance, under the ravages of the disease, it was no longer the appearance in his memory, but the similar sharp outline solidly pointed out to outsiders declared the relationship between the two.

"Yi Qiao, you really look like Yanqing!" Song Yesong glanced at him, then at Zheng Yanqing who was on the hospital bed, and carefully compared their looks.

Liang Mingyue was indifferent to his words, he was not happy because he looked like Zheng Yanqing, and even sad during the years when he left suddenly.She hates how he looks like him and uses it as an excuse to torture him.When I saw Zheng Yanqing, I turned my head to look at him.

Standing in front of Zheng Yanqing's hospital bed and recalling these things, it felt ironic, Liang Mingyue couldn't help laughing, he told You Rihai that he wanted to find Zheng Yanqing, and wanted to know how he was doing, it was all his self-deception.

Seeing that Zheng Yanqing was about to die, he was neither happy nor sad, his heart was as calm as an ocean without waves.

Seeing him smile, Song Yesong thought he was touched by his words, and continued: "Yanqing has always said that he wants to find you, but recently he has some clues. He has been thinking about you for many years, and he misses you very much. Take Joe."

He took out a box from the closet next to him, and inside it was a platinum men's necklace. The head of the necklace was a round gold medal with a sense of design. He turned over the gold medal to Liang Mingyue, with his name and date of birth engraved on it. .

"Although you are not around him, he celebrates your birthday every year and prepares you a birthday gift. This is the gift he prepared for you on your 15th birthday. He always wears it when you are not around."

After Song Yesong finished speaking, he handed the necklace to him. Liang Mingyue glanced at him, her hands hanging by her sides, refusing to accept it.

Song Yesong also seemed to think that this was not good, put the necklace back into the box, and said, "That's right, it would be better for Yanqing to give it to you when Yanqing wakes up."

After he put the necklace away, he looked at him again and said, "I've said so much, just to tell you that Yanqing loves you very much, so Joe—"

Liang Mingyue interrupted him: "Mr. Song, I have changed my name. My surname is Liang now, and my name is Mingyue." He was not used to Song Yesong's familiar kindness, and also disliked the name "Yi Qiao".Since he ran away, he had already given up on "Zheng Yiqiao".

Song Yesong showed a hurt expression because of his words.

Only then did Liang Mingyue look at him seriously. Even though he was getting older, with wrinkles around his eyes and white hair growing on his temples, he still couldn't conceal his handsomeness.Simple white shirt and black trousers, tall and well-proportioned, with elegant temperament, he must have been a heartthrob when he was young.

"Have you been together for so many years, have you ever separated?" Liang Mingyue suddenly wanted to ask.

Song Yesong was a little surprised, but quickly shook his head firmly: "No."

Liang Mingyue looked at the obvious haggardness on his face. Taking care of patients is not an easy task, let alone be prepared for him to leave at all times.When Zheng Yanqing resolutely left at the beginning, she was not impulsive, but because she had identified the person in front of her.

Song Yesong found out that after asking this question, Liang Mingyue's expression became much gentler, and she no longer carried the previous indifference and alienation.He beckoned him to sit down again, "Yanqing just fell asleep, I don't know when I will wake up."

Liang Mingyue still didn't sit down, staring at the sunflower in front of the hospital bed.

Song Yesong thought he was looking at Zheng Yanqing, and sighed softly: "I didn't expect you to be at Youjia, Yanqing met You Rihai last month, and he didn't say anything."

There was incomprehension and complaint in his tone, even a little bit of accusation.Liang Mingyue laughed out loud, what position does he have to accuse You Rihai?Zheng Yanqing did not.

"I told him not to tell." Liang Mingyue said deliberately, he knew the reason why You Rihai didn't tell, and also knew the reason why You Rihai kept it from him.Only people like You Rihai can be considered family members.

At this moment, he is extremely grateful for You Rihai's decision.

Song Yesong was both confused and surprised: "Don't you miss Yanqing?"

Liang Mingyue smiled lightly: "I didn't think about it when he left."

Song Yesong has nothing to say, after all, he was the third party who destroyed Zheng Yanqing's family back then, and it was he who made Liang Mingyue lose her father.He couldn't look directly at him, and turned to look at Zheng Yanqing who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

After a long time, Liang Mingyue heard him say, "I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault, you don't need to say sorry." Liang Mingyue said, he never hated Song Yesong.The misfortune of parents' marriage was not caused by him, but started from the dishonesty of the person in bed, from her extreme personality.Without Song Yesong, they would have been separated, and his ending might be even worse than now.

Hearing what he said, Song Yesong raised his head and looked at him about to say something, but he opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't say anything.Liang Mingyue's calmness and restraint exceeded his expectations.

At this moment, the person on the bed let out a soft voice, and Liang Mingyue saw Zheng Yanqing's eyeballs rolling under his eyelids, and the eyelids slowly lifted.

Song Yesong shook his hand happily: "Yanqing, do you see who is here?"

Zheng Yanqing struggled to open her eyes, her eyes stayed on Liang Mingyue for a long time before she recognized him, her lips under the oxygen mask squirmed, and she called "Yi Qiao".

Song Yesong helped him take off the oxygen mask, his voice sounded like a hole had been cut in his throat, with a hissing sound.

"Joe, Joe."

Liang Mingyue felt uncomfortable hearing it, not because of psychological discomfort, but because of physical resistance.He didn't like the sound, it reminded him of Liang Jiahe after the car accident.

That was the saddest time for him, because he was afraid that the home he finally got would disappear because of the death of Liang Jiahe.

Zheng Yanqing stretched out his hand to him with difficulty, Song Yesong supported him, and called Liang Mingyue eagerly: "Yi Qiao, come and shake your father's hand, he wants to touch you."

Liang Mingyue fell into the memories about Liang Jiahe and turned a blind eye to them.

Song Yesong had to shout again: "Yi Qiao—"

Liang Mingyue took a half step back. He looked coldly at Zheng Yanqing who was short of breath because of seeing him on the bed, and found that facing him who was weak and about to die, he felt neither sad nor afraid, only the kind of person who hated death. resistance and discomfort.

If the person lying on the bed was not Zheng Yanqing, but someone else, he would probably have similar emotions.

Song Yesong was in a hurry, and stepped forward to pull Liang Mingyue.Liang Mingyue swept over coldly. He stopped and begged, "Hold him, okay? He's dying."

Liang Mingyue remained indifferent.

Zheng Yanqing on the bed waited for a long time, and finally let go of his hands when he was resisting. She glanced aside and signaled Song Yesong to do something.

Song Yesong adjusted his mood, looked at Zheng Yanqing distressedly, took out what looked like a contract from the drawer of the cabinet beside him, and handed it to Liang Mingyue.

"What your father gave you is the transfer of shares in the company, as well as some investment projects and real estate. He will give you all."

Zheng Yanqing on the bed looked at him longingly, shouting: "Yi Qiao, Yi Qiao." I hope he can pick it up.

Liang Mingyue hung her hands on her body, motionless.

"Yi Qiao, take it!" Song Yesong was about to force it into his hand, but Liang Mingyue turned her body and took half a step back to avoid his movements.

Song Yesong's actions failed, and he held up the contract and looked at Zheng Yanqing who was on the bed for help. He was staring at Liang Mingyue, and tears soon fell from the corners of his eyes.

"That's your father's compensation to you, you will be sad if you don't take it." Song Yesong begged Liang Mingyue again.

"That's for Zheng Yiqiao, I'm Liang Mingyue." Liang Mingyue met Zheng Yanqing's gaze without emotion, and he saw his tears and remorse.

so what?He remembered that when he was a child, Zheng Yanqing often scolded him and even beat him because he couldn't learn well. After the beating, he felt guilty, and then he would take him out to play, take him to eat delicious food, and buy him many toys.At first he was very happy, but as the number of times increased, he felt that it was just unnecessary.

Slap first and then candy, slaps are not what he wants, and neither is candy.From before to now, Zheng Yanqing only wanted her conscience to feel better.Only then did Liang Mingyue realize the hidden hatred in her heart, not much, but enough to arouse people's malice.

In the past, he said to You Rihai that when he found him, he just wanted to know if he was doing well, but now it seems that he is just deceiving himself and others.He didn't want to know that he was doing well, nor did he want to know that he was not doing well.It's best not to know him.

"I'm leaving." Liang Mingyue looked at Zheng Yanqing and said.

Zheng Yanqing made a hissing sound, trying to sit up, more like wanting to get out of bed to stop him.It's a pity that after struggling for a long time, only with the help of Song Yesong, he turned into a half-lying position.

Liang Mingyue waved to him: "Stop torturing yourself. Torturing yourself like this will only make people who really love you feel bad."

After speaking, he glanced at Song Yesong beside him, sure enough, he was so distressed that he wept.Hearing his words, Song Yesong looked at him with resentment and incomprehension in his eyes.

"Thank you for giving birth to me." After Liang Mingyue finished speaking, she bowed to Zheng Yanqing.When he got up again, he said again: "Don't come to me anymore, I have my own life now. If you really want me well, then don't bother me again."

After speaking, he turned and left.Zheng Yanqing hissed and cried, which sounded very worrying, but he didn't look back, just like when Zheng Yanqing left.

He also has a recognized person and a recognized life, and he will work hard for it.Even if you exchange your ideals and future for happiness, you don't want to use Zheng Yanqing's power to obtain all of that.

Liang Mingyue had just left the hospital when You Xinghe called. The first sentence was a weak wailing: "Today is finally over. The devil director said that he will give me one-on-one guidance tomorrow morning."

Liang Mingyue asked, "Where are you now?"

"Sitting at the entrance of the theater, my legs are so soft that I can't walk." You Xinghe said.

"Wait for me, I'll pick you up." Liang Mingyue stopped a taxi, gave the address of the theater, and urged the driver: "Hurry up."