Li Dong has been in Pujiang for more than a month, and although he anesthetizes himself with alcohol every day, he is still in emotional torment.

As long as it's quiet, my mind is full of the shadow of a girl, and it won't linger no matter what.

Today he sings a song from his previous life, called "There is a kind of love called letting go".

To be honest, he didn't really like to sing this song because he didn't understand what the song was trying to say.

Since two people love each other, why should they be separated, isn't this nonsense?

But after this experience, Li Dong really understood.

Sometimes for the sake of the other person's happiness, maybe letting go is the best choice.

In fact, letting go for the sake of true love often costs more and bears more pain.

The things expressed in this song are still more in line with his current state of mind.

So as soon as Li Dong sang the chorus part of the second paragraph, his emotions were almost collapsed, and in the second half of the song, Li Dong almost choked up and finished singing.

The people around them all had a hint of a smile on their faces, and they originally wanted to see Li Dong make a fool of themselves, but who would have thought that as soon as the hoarse voice came out, they would be shocked.

The voice full of sadness moved everyone in an instant.

Everyone was numb unconsciously, as if they were shivering, and their bodies were covered with goosebumps.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of heat rushed down the tail vertebrae, and suddenly rushed to the top of their heads, "snapping" in the back of their heads.

Li Dong integrated all his personal feelings during this time into the song, and the helplessness and sadness in his voice made everyone seem to empathize.

In this world, perhaps the most resonant thing is love.

Of all the art forms, music is the one that is best at conveying emotions.

When people listen to love songs, they are often hit unintentionally.

Sometimes it's just a melody, or maybe it's a few lyrics, and I feel like I'm singing it in my heart.

A hypocritical person, no matter which song he listens to, feels like he is singing about himself.

And people with deep experience, they have seen too many things and experienced too many things.

The sounds of innocent moaning, pretending to be deep and pompous are often difficult to impress them.

But today, as soon as Li Dong opened his voice, strong emotions instantly hit his face, and everyone's hearts seemed to be pinched hard.

The more people with stories, the more they can understand the real emotions, and the more they can understand the vicissitudes and sadness in Li Dong's singing.

As the singing continues, everyone is substituted into the artistic conception of the singing.

Many people remembered the past, and some people were even infected by Li Dong's emotions, and tears flowed involuntarily.

To be honest, Li Dong finished this song very badly, in the second half of the song, his emotions were obviously out of control, and his pitch and breath were greatly affected.

But it didn't affect everyone's mood at all, and until the end of the song, they were still immersed in the atmosphere of singing.

Li Dong hugged the guitar in his arms tightly, closed his eyes, and buried his head deeply.

There was no applause around, and everyone had one thought, that is, they didn't want to disturb him, and wanted to give him a little time to calm down.

It was a long time before he wiped his eyes, looked up at everyone, and smiled embarrassedly.

"I remembered something, and the song was not sung well, which made everyone laugh......"

At this time, the applause finally rang out, the voice was not loud, but it seemed very sincere, which deeply moved Li Dong.

In fact, what Li Dong didn't know was that his perception of music had once again made a breakthrough.

And Li Dong's breakthrough this time, because when he sang just now, he was too emotionally involved, and even he didn't know it.

Although suffering and frustration are unbearable suffering, for musicians, they can indeed bring opportunities to break through again and again.

Otherwise, some people say that happiness is the grave of an artist.

Many great works of art were born at the time when the artist was at his lowest ebb.

Although Li Dong is not yet great, the pain and suffering in the past month, whether it is his guitar playing skills or singing songs, has made great progress.

It can even be said that it is a qualitative breakthrough.

I used to listen to him sing songs, although the audience could quickly be substituted into the atmosphere of singing.

But like today, as soon as you open your voice, it makes people tremble, and even the audience's hearts tremble.

Li Dong's mood gradually calmed down, he took a deep breath, nodded at everyone, and then silently packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Everyone didn't disperse, they still stood there, just watching him quietly.

Zhang Tingting and a few classmates were crying a lot just now.

Although they used to think they loved music immensely.

But today, they have a new understanding of music, and in their hearts, they have an unprecedented respect for music, even almost worship.

Music is great, and they are glad that they have music with them in their lives.

Li Dong handed the guitar to Zhang Tingting and said to her with a smile: "Next time, I will copy a few classical guitar scores to you......"

Zhang Tingting was very excited, she didn't speak, just smiled and nodded.

Now she and a few girls are all hot when they look at Li Dong.

Li Dong couldn't bear such enthusiasm, he hurriedly picked up the piano case, and then carried the broken speaker and prepared to leave.

The people around him got out of the way, Li Dong smiled at everyone, and then walked out through the crowd.

Someone kept coming up, smiling and patting him on the shoulder, nodding heavily at him, with encouragement in their eyes.

Li Dong walked out of the square on the left bank of the Pujiang River in a depressed mood, and then sat down on a bench by the river.

He took out his phone, thought for a long time before turning it on, hesitated for a moment, and then dialed the only number on it.

Luo Tianhong's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"What's ......?"

She ...... How's ......"

The other party was visibly silent for a moment.

"It's okay......"

"Hmm...... It's all right......"

After Li Dong finished speaking, he pressed the phone, and his heart was pinched together, feeling as if he had been cut by a knife a few times.

He felt something from the other party's tone, and the girl's current situation was not optimistic.

Let's hope she can come out sooner......

Thinking of this, Li Dong took a deep breath, then stood up and left.

In the next few days, Li Dong drunk himself every day, hoping to anesthetize himself with alcohol, but as long as he was a little sober, the pain still tortured him all the time.

By the time he came to the square on the left bank of the Pujiang River again, it was already a week later.

He had just connected the device when he looked up and was startled.

I don't know when, the surroundings were already full of people, there were dozens of them.