Chapter 48: Tears That Can't Be Held Back
On Audi Street in San Francisco, in an alley outside a certain apartment building, Tang Menglong, dressed very hip-hop style, looked at the blonde nun in front of him with a gentle face and felt a bit embarrassed, rubbing his head, then dryly asked: "Sister Mary, how did you know I lived here?"
Sister Mary's eyes suddenly looked very sad, and her voice trembled as she said: "I know everything now, I know where that money came from. That's enough, Long, come back, my child, don't do it anymore, you shouldn't be there in the future!"
"Shut up in his heart, Tang Menglong didn't know which guy had spilled the beans about his underground boxing matches. But facing this woman, he couldn't lose his temper and could only explain: 'Don't worry, Sister Mary, since you already know, I won't hide it from you either. I've been boxing for two years now, but as you can see, I'm perfectly fine, no problems at all! I'm just exercising myself, don't worry about it. Once there's no challenge left, I'll leave. Besides, that Billy guy is pretty nice to me anyway. Never mind, the sister doesn't know Billy either!'"
Sister Mary grasped Tang Meng Long's hand, as if begging, and said: "No, my child, you can't do this, it's not a good thing, no matter what you want to train or whatever, I won't allow it, it's too dangerous, please, Dragon!!"
Tang Menglong looked at the woman with some helplessness. To be honest, although he was not yet twenty years old, his mental age was already quite high. In his previous life, he had lived a very ordinary life, but in this life, born in America, he also wanted to indulge himself and live a thrilling life.
Although he has been fighting underground boxing for two years, Tang Menglong's fights are mostly irregular matches, which are truly black market boxing, and even involve some underworld interests. However, in the past two years, he hasn't killed anyone, but rather knocked out his opponents.
In fact, he didn't see any danger, perhaps this is the courage of ignorance.
However, looking at the woman in front of her, the only one who made her feel warmth like a family member, Tang Menglong felt helpless. Looking into Sister Mary's pleading eyes, Tang Menglong didn't want to refuse any of her requests and could only helplessly sigh: "Okay, I'll talk to Billy!"
Sister Mary's face lit up with a happy smile when she heard Tang Menglong's answer, and then she hugged him tightly, excitedly saying: "Great, Long, I knew you were a good kid, I've known it all along!"
"I'm not a kid!" Tang Menglong cursed in his heart.
However, Tang Menglong, who was scolding, did not notice that Sister Mary's eyes, which had been looking at the alley entrance, suddenly became extremely fearful. Tang Menglong also didn't know how he felt a sudden force from Sister Mary turning him in one direction.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!!!!!!!!!
The sky suddenly fell with fine rain, Sister Mary held Tang Menglong's face, her face full of smiles: "Don't feel lonely, loneliness shouldn't belong to you... my child! Sister Mary... no matter... where... will always... pray for you..."
That day, Tang Menglong's dream was shattered, and he fell into a deep abyss of self-blame.
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Three days later, Tang Menglong found Billy, and two days after that, Billy found the gunman and his employer.
Three months later, Tang Menglong started participating in boxing matches crazily. From that day on, the reputation of the undead began to spread truly.
In nearly three years, Tang Menglong's style has changed, and he only had two matches against his opponents...
And every time it's the rainy season, Tang Menglong's mood becomes extremely low, with a sense of homesickness and memories of that day. Sister Mary left, and Tang Menglong ultimately didn't do everything she had hoped for.
Just as he had expected, all his humble dreams were shattered.
All that's left is memory.
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Like days passing by in the rain
Like those dazed days
This is what's left of my heart
Being stunned and shaken
Like billowing smoke, I wander aimlessly
The pupil close by is engraved in the heart
In Memories of Departed Past
Indelible Pure White
"Unforgettable You"
Crying out your name
Like the wind that has blown by, where is it?
The past days are like fallen leaves
I'm exhausted and about to pass out
Where Are You, My Love?
It was a crazy power, a cry from the soul, and everyone followed that voice, suffering, confusion, wandering, as if drifting clouds, without roots, and would disperse with a gentle breeze.
As that voice sang wildly, some people's eyes involuntarily welled up with tears, their hearts beating in sync with the singer's.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
"Where on earth is the one I love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Tang Menglong was shouting like a madman, and then frantically smashed the microphone and stand to the ground.
Bang!
A loud bang.
No one thinks this sound is noisy, as if it should end like this, just like an emotional explosion, a spiritual rupture.
Tang Menglong stretched out his right hand to cover his face, slowly walking towards the back of the stage, and the expression on the covered face was somewhat distorted.
Although I didn't want to cry, tears still couldn't be held back.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"
In the audience below, a crazy roar erupted, and two or three media reporters were also mixed in, forgetting to report, forgetting the news.
They may not understand what kind of music is best, but they can tell which one touches their heart the most.
At this time, the audience who cried the most was Zheng Xiujing, because she understood what Tang Menglong said at the beginning, and the two were already familiar with each other. In Tang Menglong's stormy singing, her tears could no longer stop.
Xiaoxue, who was sitting next to her, was about the same, but at this moment she was muttering: "That song must have been sung by Uncle, it must be!"
Tang Menglong left, and no one detained him, nor did anyone stop him.
As for the competition and voting, who else would care?
