Jay's new song "A Thousand Miles Away" MV novel version ----
<Silent Era>
He and she, met in this silent era...
She was a popular stagehand in the theater, delicate and beautiful, with a sweet voice,
all of which fascinated him
He was a handyman in the theater, moving and unloading props, cleaning up backstage, and other trivial things were his daily work
However, she was attracted to this silly boy who ran around all day
When he was lazy, he loved to watch the make-up artist in the dressing room, and he was very happy to see that he was not in the dressing room.
When he was lazy, he loved to look at her in front of the make-up mirror
Even if it was just a slight pull of the hair, or a light tracing of the eyebrows
it could bring him back to his senses for half a day
Day in and day out, there was her at the front of the stage, and him at the back of the stage, and it was a sweetness that filled the heart...
She is getting more and more popular
Small town, more and more audience flocked to the stage, in order to see her performance
When he put away the curtain, he saw that she was surrounded by the crowd, and suddenly there is a hidden sadness,
She should not only belong to him
She came off the stage, and he smiled at each other, and it is true that today's performance is very successful
The performance is a great success, and it is a great success.
Inadvertently, she flung the fine silk in her hand to him, the happiness in her heart, to share with him
He smiled, mischievously tied the fine silk on his arm, and waved his hand to her, who was embraced by many people...
The opportunity finally came...
One day, an agent returning from overseas watched her performance
He was very satisfied with her performance, and wanted to develop her better
The agent was very sincere, and offered her a ticket to the ship:
Are you willing to stay at the stage in this small town? With your qualifications, you definitely deserve a bigger and more beautiful stage...
She was silent, not that she didn't expect to be able to stand on a bigger stage and sing
But she had her reluctance, it was him, it was that silly boy
At the moment, he was busy beside her, he had noticed the conversation between the man who came to the door and her
He didn't say a word, and he even had the audacity to take the ticket without permission
And he laughed at her and said: "Girl, you've got to be kidding me, I'm not kidding you, I'm not kidding you! said:Girl, are you stupid? Such a good opportunity...
The night she left,
He carried the boxes of luggage on the yellow bus for her
She, like a starry-eyed girl, had no time to say goodbye to the silly boy in the noise
Only at the last moment could she turn around and look at him
The tearful eyes were hazy and she saw him laughing
Three years later...
She's back
Everything in the small town seems to have changed
The mottled walls have recorded the traces of time
The mirrors backstage, the piled-up wardrobe boxes, the cluttered troupe, the dusty costumes, and the shrill, elongated voice of the practice singers
The sound of the voice is in my ears, and the things are not the same as they used to be...
Passing through the corridor of the stage, a young man with a full face of scruff was struggling to carry a large miscellaneous box
A familiar scent drifted from the end of the corridor, and he looked up, it was her, it was really her...
Still bright, still pretty
How could he not recognize her?
But he himself, unkempt and unkempt, was still just the lowest rung of the theater ladder
Three years of longing hadn't prevailed over reason, and he stumbled to get away from her...
The heavy wooden box was like a sadness he couldn't afford to pick up, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.
She noticed him
She noticed the fine silk in his hand
A scene from the past
seemed to have resurfaced, and it was him
He was a little frightened, and picked up the crate, and fled in a panic
She chased after him out of the stone gate, but she couldn't even find his back...
He was behind the stone door, a smile on his face, never to be found again...
The years of smoke and grass
Even the breakups are silent
Silent era, perhaps it should not be
Too far away to love each other.