69novels Chapter 132 Dance With My Father
Chapter 132 Dance With My Father
Chapter 134 Dance With My Father (2/5)
September 11, evening.
Xu Shengjie finished work early and drove towards Queens.
The weather is nice; it's neither raining nor snowing, but it's getting colder and colder.
When I arrived at the police cemetery, I saw a group of people walking out. Judging from their uniforms, they were probably police officers, but many of them had Asian faces.
As Xu Shengjie brushed past them, he vaguely heard their conversation.
The language used is Japanese.
Moreover, he heard a familiar name: Harris Hayashi.
Harris Lynn is dead?
No, it should be said that they died in the line of duty.
He hesitated for a moment, then stopped a policeman to ask him what was going on.
"Who are you?"
"I'm here to help a friend sweep his father's grave."
"Oh?"
The officer seemed a little confused, but also seemed to understand.
Police officers are always prone to unexpected situations, but if two generations of police officers are friends, then there's no problem.
As for why Xu Shengjie's friends didn't come, perhaps they were on a mission? Or perhaps they couldn't show up; these are all normal possibilities.
"I'm Mark from the 75th Precinct. Two days ago, there was a shootout in Cypress Hill, and two officers were killed."
Today is their funeral.
"I think I just heard the name Hayashi. Was it Harris Hayashi?"
"Is your friend from the 5th Precinct?"
"Uh, yes."
Mark sighed.
"Do you know Harris Hayashi? He was one of the two officers who died in this incident."
"What happened?"
"I can't tell you the specifics, but there was a conflict between two families in Cypress Hill, and Harris and another officer went to mediate. Suddenly, one of the family members went berserk and opened fire, and Harris was hit by a stray bullet and died on the spot."
Okay, I have to go now. If you know him, you can go to the flowers shop. He's buried in section D, row three. You'll recognize him immediately, since the funeral just ended.
"Thanks!"
Xu Shengjie's lips twitched slightly.
He forced a smile, said goodbye to Mark, and walked into the cemetery.
At this moment, the setting sun casts its rays, and twilight lingers.
The police cemetery was quiet, with pine and cypress trees swaying in the breeze.
Hayashi is dead!
He died just three months after being transferred to the 75th Precinct?
No wonder people say the 75th ward is New York's real hell kitchen, it's fucking terrifying.
Xu Shengjie decided that he would definitely take a detour if he passed through District 75 in the future.
As for offering flowers?
Forget it, he was afraid he would burst out laughing.
Xu Sicheng's tombstone is in section F, in a quiet corner.
On one side, there was a pine forest.
The evening breeze rustled through the pine forest.
Following Chinese custom, Xu Shengjie lit incense, laid out some snacks, bowed, and then sat down in front of the tombstone.
"Dad, I have something you might not believe: I time-traveled!"
I even got transported to America—I called home, only to find you weren't in this timeline. I was so sad.
But I'm doing pretty well now, copying books, making movies, doing the things I wanted to do in my past life.
Hey hey, I have some good news for you, you might not believe it, but I slept with Jolie, you know, Angelina Jolie. But we've broken up—and now, I'm hooking up with Sergio Ferrari, hehe, the one you're thinking of.
I don't know where you are now.
But I believe you would be very happy if you knew, wouldn't you?
As Xu Shengjie spoke, he took a bottle of brandy out of his backpack.
"Once you open a bottle of Rémy Martin, good things will naturally follow. In my past life, your son didn't treat you to Rémy Martin, so I'll make it up to you in this life."
He poured himself a glass, then poured the rest of the wine onto the grass.
The air was thick with the smell of alcohol.
Xu Shengjie rambled on and on about what happened after he transmigrated.
"I wonder if you've traveled through time. I'm so lucky, and you've always been luckier than me, maybe you have too? Have you seen Mom? Are you happy now? Dad, Mom, I miss you so much!"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but shed tears.
By this time, it was completely dark.
Baishan Cemetery has become even quieter.
The stars twinkled in the night sky.
A beautiful melody suddenly appeared in Xu Shengjie's mind.
That was Xu Sicheng's favorite song during his lifetime. The original singer was Luther Vandross, but Xu Sicheng preferred Celine Dion's version.
Wheniwasachild
When I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
Innocent and naive, my father would lift me high.
My father will lift me high, and dance with my mother.
Dance with my mother and me, then spin me around until I fell asleep.
He held me and spun me around until I fell asleep.
The song is called "Dance with My Father," and it was written by Luther Vanderlus in 2002.
Xu Sicheng was a dashing and debonair man back then. He was a civil servant, but a bit bourgeois. He liked to sing English songs and listen to Henan opera.
Isn't that weird?
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Xu Shengjie thought so back then.
At the same time, he always believed that his excellent English was due to the influence of Xu Sicheng.
His later fondness for listening to English songs was also inherited.
In 12, he was blacklisted and had nothing to do all day. Xu Sicheng, who had already retired by then, saw him idling around and dragged him into singing, even suggesting they form a father-son band and go to karaoke bars, karaoke lounges, and pubs—
Besides this song, the song I sing most often is "yellow".
As a result, Xu Shengjie has a particularly deep impression of these two songs.
He suddenly laughed, tears streaming down his face.
Back then, when he was singing karaoke, Xu Sicheng danced with the princess quite often.
Xu Shengjie stood up, softly humming the song, then seemed to waltz in front of the tombstone, just like he and his father used to do in the KTV, elegant and carefree—his parents had a very good relationship! It's just that he was that kind of person. Perhaps it was because of this personality that he spent his whole life in the government office without achieving much.
"if i could get another chance
If I had another chance, another walk
Another dance with his father
Dancing with my father and playing a song that would never ever end
I will play a song that will never end.
How I love love love
How much I want to dance with my father again!
Dance with my father one more time.
The song ended.
I feel much more clear-headed.
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Xu Shengjie walked to the tombstone again and said softly, "Dad, Mom, I'm going back."
I'll stay here and be fine, and I'll never make the same mistakes again—um, I'll bring Sally to visit you next time.
After saying that, he picked up the glass of wine in front of the tombstone and drank it all in one gulp.
"I'm leaving now, take good care of yourselves!"
He didn't look at the tombstone again, but walked away without even a trace of regret.
It was just like—just like when he faced death before his transmigration, without fear, without regret, only joy!
As he passed through Zone D, he glanced at Hayashi's tombstone.
The photo of the Japanese soldier shows him with a bright smile, revealing eight extremely hypocritical teeth.
pretty good!
Xu Shengjie felt no remorse.
On the contrary, he was very relaxed and eager to tell James Huang the news, believing that James would be very happy too!
Xu Shengjie muttered to himself.
Post-production is a very tedious task.
It needs to be polished slowly.
Before we knew it, a week had passed.
Theron's condition is slowly improving. Although she is still using crutches, it no longer affects her mobility.
As expected, sales of Canal Street and Buffy's books declined in their eighth week of publication compared to the previous week. Buffy's sales fell below 40,000, reaching just over 30,000 copies; while Canal Street's sales dropped to just over 20,000, yet it still held the top spot on the charts.
It's the third week!
As Robert analyzed, the hype is slowly fading.
However, ABC has sent good news: Diane English has approved Xu Shengjie's script.
But a diagnosis from a script doctor is still needed.
ABC is very cautious about producing shows with such novel themes.
"We should have results in about a week."
"Does that mean it can be made next year?"
"Theoretically, that's true, but—"
"What happened?"
Have you watched "Friends Season" which aired on NBC in September?
FriendsSeason?
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Friends, six people?
Xu Shengjie immediately realized what was happening.
This is a series that premiered on NBC on September 22nd this year, and it has received an outstanding response.
ABC's management is hesitant about whether to produce "Buffy" next year or a show similar to "Friends".
With Friends being such a success, it's clear that the market for this type of urban sitcom remains huge.
Most importantly, the investment is not large.
While the story of "Buffy" is novel, it's an investment opportunity—one season of Buffy could make several seasons of Friends.
"Are ABCs familiar with this type of question?"
Xu Shengjie raised questions.
"Whether it's Seinfeld or Friends, these are the kinds of shows that NBC excels at."
ABC is more used to producing urban reality dramas. Can you compete with them? Sitcoms are not so easy to produce — Diane, I'm not saying this because of Buffy, but because there's an old Chinese saying: "Those who imitate me are vulgar, those who learn from me will die."
Forcing yourself to abandon what you're good at and do what you're not good at will definitely not end well.
Diane fell silent!
"Jeffrey, I know what to do!"
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