"So how much do you want me to help? Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Cheng Yun asked.

"I need piano accompaniment, as well as dry voice recording, and then synthesis, if I can, it's best to be able to make a video, of course, if Sister Cheng Yun is willing to help me promote it, it would be better." ”

Ning Yue looked at Cheng Yun and said with a smile, she held her hands in front of her chest, her big eyes were shining, and her attitude was as pious as a believer in a certain barbecue, at this time, even the slightly repulsive technique of coquettishness couldn't help but use it.

It's so cute, it's almost gone.

"Hiss......"

Taking a deep breath like facing a great enemy, Cheng Yun cleared his brain for a moment.

This is their first request since they met Xueyue.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Cheng Yun feels that Ning Yue is much more cheerful than before she got sick.

If in the past, it felt like a little girl reading a book alone in a cold room, but now it is like a young girl who is trying to go to the sun and yearn for a better future in the shade of a tree.

She had never walked into Xue Yue's heart, but recently she had seen the dawn of pushing the window open.

Cheng Yun was about to agree, but Ning Yue couldn't wait to say: "If it's too troublesome, it's okay to just record songs, we won't let Sister Cheng Yun work for nothing, if Sister Cheng Yun is willing to help, we will agree to go to the weekend comic exhibition with you." ”

"Ahh

Cheng Yun opened her mouth slightly, the matter of the comic exhibition was a request she made on the day Ning Yue was discharged from the hospital, the purpose was of course to make Xue Yue distract, and she also made some "excessive" requests along the way, but she was rejected fiercely, but she didn't expect Ning Yue to suddenly mention this matter again.

Seeing that Cheng Yun was still "hesitating", Ning Yue gritted her teeth and added another layer of weight.

"Even if you wear that dress, you're fine!"

Ning Yue was really out of the way, and as long as she thought about the scene where she appeared at the comic con in that suit, she felt a burst of shame.

"Okay, that's it. ”

Whatever, how can I have time for you to go to the sad spring and autumn, if you like it, you can go directly, it is inevitable that Ning Yue will regret it, Cheng Yun immediately made an excited decision.

Looking at Cheng Yun's whining appearance, Ning Yue only felt that she seemed to have done something wrong.

"Ning Yue, can you let me listen to the song you wrote first?" Cheng Yun's request pulled her back to reality.

"Well, now?"

The girl was slightly stunned, so she really didn't seem to have sung alone in front of others, and Lv.2's singing was probably also an ability that was trained in the class chorus rehearsal.

It's a little timid, what should it be, uh, I don't know what emotions echo in my chest, I want to vomit but I don't say anything.

"Okay. ”

When she said this, Ning Yue felt as if she had never felt more relaxed than ever, she leaned against the bookshelf, her gaze was as flat as water for a while, and she began to brew a prelude.

"Wait. After speaking, Cheng Yun went to move a small stool over, and sat on it like a primary school student listening carefully.

Immediately, in the small space, a clean and unadulterated singing voice sounded.

"Years later, you come back to me. ”

"It's not safe, it fills your eyes. ”

"Look at me and tell me too. ”

"Do you still believe in fairy tales? ”

The soothing tune lingered in the room, as if telling a story that was not alarming, and watching Ning Yue's lips and teeth open lightly, Cheng Yun's slightly restless heart calmed down.

The lyrics have not yet expanded, but just a few simple words suddenly plucked the string in Cheng Yun's heart.

There is no accompaniment, there is no splendid stage, in this cramped room near noon in summer, Cheng Yun looked at the eyes of Ning Yue, clear as the blue waves of the lake in the western suburbs, ripples in the water waves, reflecting the human figure, as if reflecting the willows on the shore, there is a glimmer of light, rising there.

Bright, like the stars on a midsummer night.

Some people say that the eyes are the windows of the soul, flawless and immaculate, reflecting the heart as white as frost and snow.

Only girls who are so strong in the face of the injustice of life and strong in moving forward will have such a heart.

"You said to me that every heart is lonely. ”

"Every heart is fragile and longs to be touched. ”

"But your heart burns forever. ”

"Forever, not backing down. ”

The tense heartstrings suddenly beat violently at this time, and the song is born from the heart, so whether you will feel lonely or not, and you will crave the comfort of others when you are vulnerable.

Perhaps, it is because you will always have another person by your side, so that you will not be so lonely, so that you can continue to walk in this world that should be full of gloom, and you will be full of hope for the world.

So what about me?

Every day seems carefree, with plenty of bread, and can live the life you want, never having to struggle for survival like Xue Yue.

And there is no disease and no disaster, is this kind of life really happy?

Actually, not at all, since I went to university, the optimist at the beginning, the self full of whimsical ideas for the future, has become what I am now.

The mother who occasionally looked solemn and scolded sharply, but who had been silently supporting her behind her back, is gone.

I can still remember her face when she was lying in a hospital bed, and I can remember how many leaves were on the branches of the trees sticking out of the window.

Because I blame my father, who is bent on his career, I want to escape from life to become like this.

Every phone call begins with a wordless silence, and after a few simple sentences, it turns into an endless quarrel, day after day, year after year, and I don't know when it will be the end.

The so-called freedom is only a pitiful fig leaf that can only be obtained by tying one's heart in a cage.

……

"The older I get, the more lonely I become, and the more I grow up, the more uneasy I become. ”

"I also had to watch the wings of my dreams be broken. ”

"I also have to take back my words and ask myself, where are your innocent eyes. ”

"The older I get, the more lonely I become, and the more I grow up, the more uneasy I become. ”

"Also had to open the parachute that protected you. ”

Suddenly, I realized that the road ahead was not smooth, could it be said that this change was inevitable. ”

turned that paragraph of confiding, and suddenly turned to the climax of the song, the soothing voice was suddenly raised, Ning Yue's singing skills were still immature, but her slightly ethereal voice was able to find a reasonable entry point at every emotional flashpoint, and made up for her own shortcomings.

"The more you grow up, the more lonely you become, and the more you grow up, the more uneasy you become" These two sentences fell into Cheng Yun's ears like the bell of Hanshan Temple that fell into Zhang Ji's ears.

Yes, isn't this the experience of these years, time is passing, and I will inevitably grow up, but the more I grow up, the more I see, the more I come into contact, and the more lonely I become.

It's just because I can no longer think about problems as simply as before, and the more I think about it, the more I can't think about it calmly.

The singing continued, and Ning Yue only felt that she was fully committed to this song. Isn't the originally carefree Xue Yue also experiencing such a life, it's just that, as the song ends, their hearts are still burning.

And I, who have inherited your body, will definitely make your future more exciting.

The singing stopped, and the room fell silent again. The blazing sunlight flowed into the house through the gaps in the curtains, like broken gold, and flowed all the way to Cheng Yun's body, as if draped in a thin veil like cicada wings, and the swaying moon was a little dizzy.

"Sister Cheng Yun, why are your eyes red?"

"Ah!" Cheng Yun was stunned for a moment, then immediately took a breath and put on a smile, "Ning Yue, your song is so well written, it reminds me of some past things, and I unconsciously invested in my feelings." ”

"Really?"

Ning Yue's eyes lit up, you can sing without skill, but if the emotions you put into it can infect other people, then the song has been successful.

This song is one of the girl's favorite songs in her previous life, and she deliberately memorized its brief score, which is why Ning Yue was able to perform it completely.

"What's the name of this song?"

"The older you get, the more lonely you get!"

"It's a really fitting name. ”