有些人離開以後，只能在夢裡再見｜夢中巴黎 Paris dans mon rêve｜LI ZHILING

《夢中巴黎》Paris dans mon rêve｜French Dreamy Jazz Ballad｜LI ZHILING 首張法語 EP 李芷綾為原創小說《Ciao的水晶專賣店》故事六〈熾土餘燼〉女主角。 有些遠方，是一張真正買下的車票。 有些巴黎，卻只能在夢裡抵達。 〈夢中巴黎〉描寫李芷綾在那個改變一切的夜晚，夢見自己拋下原本的人生，與心愛的男人遠走巴黎。 《暗戀桃花源》散場後，她回到家中，門外傳來父親憤怒的斥責。現實裡，她仍被家族、責任與安排好的人生緊緊困住；夢裡的她卻提起行李，沒有告別，也沒有請求任何人的原諒，只在街道盡頭找到那個男人，請他帶自己離開。 在那座不存在的巴黎，他們住進一間不大的房子。她在窗邊畫畫，他白天工作，夜裡在燈下讀書。生活也許並不富裕，卻有咖啡、塞納河、蒙馬特的街道，以及每天醒來都能看見彼此的自由。 星期日，他們牽著手走過橋梁與花園，彷彿整座城市都屬於兩人。後來，他們又一路前往亞爾，在梵谷筆下的黃色咖啡館前架起畫架，再次進行那場熟悉的十分鐘速寫。 如同初次相遇時一樣，她又輸給了他。 而這一次，她只是笑了。 夢境替他們走完了現實中未曾擁有的一年半。那裡沒有父親的命令，沒有被安排的婚姻，也沒有任何人要求她放棄愛情。她可以成為他的妻子，也可以只是李芷綾，安靜地畫畫、生活，被自己選擇的人握住手。 直到清晨穿過窗簾，巴黎開始消失。 塞納河、打開的書、那間小房子，以及她原以為能夠擁有的一生，都在醒來以前逐漸遠去。 她失去了夢裡的家。 卻再也沒有忘記，那道本應屬於她的光。 ⸻ Paris dans mon rêve Some journeys begin with a ticket and a farewell. Some cities can only be reached within a dream. Paris dans mon rêve follows Li Zhiling into an imagined life born on the night everything changed. After leaving the theatre, she returns home to hear her father shouting behind the door. In reality, her future is still controlled by family expectations and a life chosen on her behalf. But in her dream, she takes a suitcase, walks away without permission, and finds the man she loves waiting at the end of the street. She asks him to take her to Paris. There, they share a modest home filled with coffee, books, and morning light. She paints beside the window while he works through the day and studies late into the night. They may have very little, but every quiet moment belongs entirely to them. On Sundays, they follow the Seine through Montmartre, across bridges and gardens, discovering the freedom of an ordinary life chosen together. Their imagined journey eventually carries them south to Arles. Beneath the burning yellow light, they place their easels before the café made eternal by Van Gogh and challenge each other to another ten-minute sketch. Just as he did when they first met, he finishes before her. This time, she only laughs. The dream gives them a year and a half that reality never allowed: a home, a marriage, and a life untouched by obligation. But as morning enters through the curtains, Paris begins to fade. The river disappears, the open book grows distant, and the hand she tries to hold slips away. She wakes far from Paris, with his name still resting on her lips. The home was never real. But the light within it remained. 🎵 Original French Dreamy Jazz Ballad 🎧 Music by LI ZHILING 💿 From the EP Embers of the Scorched Earth｜熾土餘燼 #LiZhiling #ParisDansMonReve #FrenchJazz #DreamyJazz #EmbersOfTheScorchedEarth