A single tree in the middle of the ponds come sounds sang like no others, songs come from her fiery heart, but today, soft and sweet melody vibrating any souls that come to listen. Leaves fell slowly into her shoulder, but she doesn't seem to notice; she keeps playing beautiful tunes, I sat not too far from her, but I don't want to disturb her. She has intensely swollen into her ocean of thought as if she warmly hold the moon in her palms. She slowly ends the song intensely. Just as how she usually is, I can't help but standing and gives her applause. She finally looked back at me, tears flowing through her yellow eyes, the best musician is those who emerge themself within their songs. She wipes her tears off with her arms. "Wow, I didn't see you there; come here if you want to listen to more." Her fierce look, her jam, today it all crumble into dust. She acts different, not that I know what happens exactly, but some part of her seems missing. Her fire burned dreary as if the candle inside her has lost all its wax.
"You know that some folks say I've got eyes like knives, that I don't wear my clothes right, that I don't speak right. They give me a pretty wide berth, too. Really, can't a girl sport her style without being looked at like she's some weird creature out of who-knows-where?" She strums her guitar, "But lately I have been thinking, what if they are right? You know, " Her clothes wave around as how a silk flower should be. Never see xinyan this gray. What is she talking about? There is absolutely no reason at all to throw everything away now. I shake her shoulder, returning her to the real world and make her snap out of it. "Hey, calm down for a sec. I do believe in rock 'n' roll's spirit of resistance, but I don't think it means that I have to go around shoving it in people's faces. I'm perfectly capable of living naturally. I can sew, I can grow flowers and keep fish, and make nice-looking meals. I'm allowed to like anything. or anyone I want, right?" She pulls her leg, closing herself from me. I give her a guitar, but she doesn't even look at it. Is she giving up on music? "No, of course not! I just think that if I can be a normal girl, someone that I like will finally notice me." Her voice starts to soften and crack.
I pat her head, don't worry. I mean, if he likes xinyan, he has to love Xinyan rock n roll. It is, after all, that makes a Xinyan, Xinyan. Her face when she is on the stage with her aggressive play and loud crowd, how she looked at the scene, panting from all the shouting and smiled at you, no man won't fell in love with her. I can't play guitar, but I try to strum it, of course, it doesn't make any harmony, she keeps peeking at me playing it, but she doesn't say anything. It breaks my heart that Xinyan decided to drop on music, and is this guy even worth it? If so, then Xinyan is not the girl I once knew.
I stand up, "Aether, what are you doing?" She stopped my hand. "No, don't. I will kill you if you dare!" Dvalin's glare was not even as scary as hers right now. I give her the guitar back; there is no way I will slam it or throw it; I know just how much she loves her guitar. She hugs her guitar; I don't get it? Why would you throw all of it away for this guy! To be honest, I am a little bit jealous, no. After all this time we have been together, I envy him. If she doesn't like being on stage anymore, then who am I to complain? I walk away, leaving her at the tree, still hugging her guitar; what she chooses to do next has nothing to do with me anymore.
She strums her guitar with the pick very harshly, forcing me to close my ears. "AAAAAAAAAAEEEEEETTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEERRRRRRR!" I look at her, she stands proudly as if she is on the stage. "What if I tell you that the man that I love is you?" I am surprised. She approaches me, stepping on the water's pond, "You got a problem with that punk?" "I am sorry, but I can't" she tried to be strong, but her smile disappears from her face.
"Oh, I, see, just as I expected," I look at her eye before she could think about anything I speak from my heart that ".The girl I love is someone who did her best at the stage, burned in her fire, and make the crowd go crazy just by listening to her songs," she gasped at me. However, she decided to give up on music to become 'Normal'; then, I don't think I can still love her the way I did. I smiled, she looks surprised and jumped at me "Thank you so much, Aether, I knew we will jam together" She hugged me firmly; her nail is very sharp it hurts. "Oops, sorry, maybe it's okay if I cut this" I hold her hands, smiling, shooking my head; you don't need to change anything, just be who she usually is. She smiled at me with her piercing eye, "Let's go. I have an idea for my next performance, and this time it will be dedicated to you, are you happy?" I nodded. Seeing her from behind, I am glad that the star I always try to catch is once again shining brightly without losing the slightest gleam.