In the Ice Age, I stockpiled billions of supplies

Chapter 1651

Qi Baokai was born in a middle-class family in Qingpu District, Tianhai City.

His father is a well-known screenwriter and his mother is a high school music teacher.

His good family background has enabled him to receive a good education since he was born. Under the influence of his parents, he tried both literature and music, but finally chose music.

In his youth, his musical talent was recognized by teachers and classmates in school. He was a popular musical genius. Countless young girls who were just beginning to fall in love were obsessed with him because of his violin performance.

But when he grew up, his family suddenly suffered a change. His father died of a serious illness, and the family was burdened with a large debt.

As a last resort, he could only temporarily give up his expensive music school studies and make money to supplement his family income by performing music.

Hotels, nightclubs, and even street performances, he had tried all ways to make money.

Whenever he couldn't get a job, he would take the violin given to him by his father and come to the intersection of Changning Street in Tianhai City to play music.

The elegant violin sound is particularly eye-catching on the streets of Tianhai City. The ethereal and pleasant music tells the sadness of the downtrodden musician.

Passers-by always can't help throwing some coins.

Slowly, a girl began to appear frequently among the crowd who came to listen to the music.

When the violin sounded, she would always appear next to the street lamp on time, silently watching the young musician. Then after the performance, she would put a ten-yuan bill in his violin case.

After the music ended, she would leave immediately and never talk to the young man.

Gradually, the young man also noticed this special audience.

There was never a word of communication between the two, but he could feel that the girl understood his music.

A special feeling began to spread in his heart.

Qi Baokai couldn't help but secretly follow the girl to her residence after a performance and asked the neighbors around her about her name.

When he first knew her name was Jiang Manshi, he couldn't help but smile knowingly. That night, he was so excited that he didn't sleep all night.

The next day, Qi Baokai didn't go to the bar to play, but went directly to the intersection of Changning Street.

When the violin sounded, the girl really appeared under the street light as before.

The sleeves of the off-white top were rolled up, revealing her white arms, and her calves were faintly visible under the knee-length khaki skirt. Under the small round hat, which was also off-white but darker in color, was a face fascinated by music.

It seemed that because of the girl's arrival, Qi Baokai played the violin more vigorously.

This time, after the performance, he said the first words to the girl.

He said his name was Qi Baokai, and he said he wanted to buy the girl a cup of coffee.

The girl agreed to his request, and when she looked at Qi Baokai with her big, lively eyes, there was a special feeling in her.

Just like the experience of all young people falling in love.

The young girl was attracted by the down-and-out musician and entered a sweet period of passionate love.

But soon, the love between the two was discovered by the girl's parents.

The girl's father ran a restaurant and had a rich family fortune. He had only one daughter and could not tolerate a down-and-out violinist taking his daughter away.

The two could only meet secretly afterwards, trying to break the secular blockade through their own efforts.

But all this was meaningless in the face of the huge and cruel reality.

The girl's father quickly introduced her to a rich young master who was well-matched, and asked someone to warn Qi Baokai.

When Qi Baokai returned home that day, he saw the messy house and his mother sitting on the bed crying with her face covered.

After his father's death, he once again felt a deep sense of powerlessness in this world.

Real life is not a fairy tale.

A princess will not marry a down-and-out scholar.

The ones who can be together are always princes and princesses.

He thought he didn't have that kind of fate, and it would never be his turn.

Love is always out of stock, what can he fight for?

On the day the girl got married, he ran to the bar alone and got himself drunk with the cheapest wine.

Later, he never saw the girl again.

Obviously, the two people lived in the same city, and the straight-line distance between their residential areas was no more than 30 kilometers, but the two sides were no longer in the same world.

This regretful love affair became an eternal pain in his heart.

From then on, the sound of the young violinist on the streets of Changning Street always carried a heartbreaking sound.

Qi BaoKai never thought that he would become famous because of this.

People all wanted to hear the sad and broken piano sound. Perhaps everyone had regrets about love in their hearts.

He began to go in and out of various high-end places, playing for those rich and powerful people, and received generous rewards. He had a small reputation in the performance circle of Tianhai City.

But until he was in his thirties, he was alone and had no hope for marriage.

His love had died more than ten years ago, on the day Jiang Manshi got married.

In order to continue the family's incense, his mother arranged blind dates for him one after another.

None of the selected objects were what he liked, but they were all hardworking and capable women who could manage the family.

In order not to disappoint his mother's expectations, he finally chose a woman who seemed to be the most suitable, just because she spoke very little and never interfered with what Qi Baokai did.

Next, his life was the same as his parents.

Married, lived, and gave birth to a lovely daughter.

He named his daughter Qi Nianshi. When his wife heard the name, she was about to cry. Because her name also contained the word "poetry", she mistakenly thought that this was the way her indifferent husband expressed his love for her.

Qi Baokai poured all his feelings into his daughter.

Life can be without love, but life must always go on like this.

Work, make money, and support the family.

Eat, work, sleep, open your eyes, eat, work, and sleep again.

Day after day, repeating every day, and then silently waiting for the arrival of death.

Until one day, he participated in his daughter's music competition and met the woman who haunted him again.

At that time, Qi Baokai was already in his forties, his hairline was much higher than that of the year, his hair gradually turned silver, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were particularly obvious when he smiled.

The woman looked no longer as glamorous as before. Although she was still dressed elegantly, there was always fatigue in her eyes that could not be concealed.

She also had her own children, and her daughter also came to participate in this competition, playing the same violin.

Even the music was the "Skylark" that he often played on Changning Street.

Qi Baokai's heart, which had been silent for nearly 20 years, jumped up because he met Jiang Manshi again.

His palms were sweating with nervousness, but Jiang Manshi in her seat did not see him, but was just applauding her daughter on the stage.

After the game, Qi Baokai mustered up his courage, handed his daughter to her teacher, and chased after her.

Jiang Manshi led her daughter to the car, and Qi Baokai ran over, squeezing out two words from his throat in a hoarse voice.

"Wait..."

Jiang Manshi turned around strangely, and Qi Baokai was very nervous inside, his heart beat too fast, and he could even clearly hear the "thump thump" sound.

He had been looking forward to the scene of reunion for nearly 20 years, and imagined countless possibilities and Jiang Manshi's expression.

Joy, embarrassment, nervousness, or anger at why he didn't have the courage to take him away.

But when he looked back at him, Jiang Manshi had only a blank look on her face.

"Sir, may I ask... what can I do for you?"

Jiang Manshi asked with a puzzled look on her face. She looked at the somewhat vicissitudes of life in front of her middle-aged man, as if trying to recall where she had seen this person.

But this cold and blank look, like a sharp sword, pierced Qi Baokai's heart directly.

It has been 20 years since they last met. Now he is no longer the young and handsome violinist, and she is no longer the young girl who will be moved by the sound of the violin.

The most sad thing is not resentment, not hatred, not the thousands of words in the world.

But being forgotten by the person who is unforgettable in your heart.

"No... nothing. Sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

Qi Baokai turned his head and ran away from here.

After he left, Jiang Manshi took her daughter into the car, and then she couldn't help covering her mouth, and her eyes became wet.

After returning home, Qi Baokai began to fall into a state of daze and absent-mindedness.

He often stared at the violin in the room in a daze, or was distracted when crossing the road.

His wife, who realized that he was not in a good state, tried to comfort him, and even roared and smashed things in the house in excitement.

But Qi Baokai remained indifferent. At this time, his heart was dead, and he seemed to care nothing about anything in the world.

Even the little daughter named after Jiang Manshi, when he saw her, he would not dare to approach her because he was worried about thinking of Jiang Manshi.

His life seemed to be over.

A violinist named Qi Baokai wanted to die.

Until, the apocalypse that covered the whole world came.

Those who wanted to die did not die, but those who did not want to die died instead.

His wife fell down first because of doing housework all year round, and only an eight-year-old daughter was left by his side.

It was not until this time that he began to panic and felt the fear of death.

It turns out that death is a way of escape.

The death of a person will only bring pain to those who love you.

The death of his wife made him panic, and he finally tasted severe loneliness after his parents passed away.

At this time, he realized that the woman he had never loved had already become an indispensable part of his life.

In a man's life, he will meet a white rose and a red rose.

No matter what choice he makes, he will regret it in the end.

If you choose the white rose, the white rose will become a dispensable rice grain at the corner of your mouth, and the lost red rose will become an indelible cinnabar mole in your heart.

If he chose the red rose, the cinnabar mole would turn into disgusting mosquito blood on the wall, while the white rose would turn into the unforgettable white moonlight.

He always missed the cinnabar mole he lost, but ignored the bland white rice around him that he couldn't leave.

After his wife died, he and his daughter depended on each other.

But although he tried his best to live with his daughter, the cruel world would not change according to human will.

Half a year after the end of the world. His daughter passed away peacefully on a cold night.

She passed away in his arms without pain. Compared with most people who died tragically in the end of the world, she was happy.

Qi Baokai had no attachment to life.

So he took his treasured violin and the recorder that his wife and daughter had chosen for him on his birthday that year, dug a deep pit in the snow, and buried himself.

Then, he turned into a frog. A frog who loves to sing and laugh, likes to play music, and brings joy to everyone.

In countless lonely days and nights, only music and laughter can make people temporarily forget their worries and find joy.