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"Listen to the song?what?Y, are you going to sing to me?" From her reply, it could be seen that K was a little surprised, obviously she didn't expect Han Shenyan to suddenly ask like this.

"Hmm. Of course, I'll sing it to you, how about it? Do you want to listen to it?"

"Okay, but Y, I said yes in advance, my ears are very picky, if you don't sing well, be careful of my poisonous tongue. After K finished speaking, he added a cute smiley face.

"How is it possible, I have the nickname of 'King of Singers'. Han Shenyan said half-truthfully.

"Haha, Y, you're so thick-skinned, okay, let's talk. I'll call you. ”

Voice?

Han Shenyan originally planned to send it over after recording, but he didn't expect K to directly bring it up.

It's been almost a year since the two of them first met, and they had been chatting through text before, and there was not a single voice word.

So he didn't even know if K was male or female. It's just the tone of K's voice that makes him subconsciously think of her as a woman.

The phone makes a pleasant sound, and K's audio call request has been sent.

There was a sudden expectation in his heart.

"Hey, K?"

"Well, it's me, Y. ”

The voice on the phone was a female voice, and there was a coldness in the crisp voice.

This made Han Shenyan feel at ease. Although he doesn't really care too much about K's gender, he has subconsciously regarded her as a woman before, and if it is a rough male voice on the other end, it will inevitably be a little awkward in his heart.

Thankfully not.

"Y, your voice sounds ...... Well, it's good for singing. I'm kind of looking forward to it now. ”

"Huh? Are you just looking forward to it now? What about before?"

"I'm worried. I'm worried that my ears won't be able to stand it. K laughed on the other end of the phone.

Laughter is pleasant.

If the voice can determine a person's appearance, then K must be a stunning beauty.

"By the way, Y, what are you going to sing?" asked K.

"It's a song you haven't heard before. ”

"Listening to music is my biggest hobby, and it's hard to have a song that I haven't heard. ”

"What about your biggest hobby? compared to sleeping and lemons?"

"It's all the biggest hobby!"

Both of them were on the phone for the first time, but they were not a little rusty, just like old friends, joking with each other.

"K, wait a minute, I'll find the accompaniment to the song. ”

"Huh, do you still want to be accompanied, so formal?"

"Of course, I'm very serious about singing, and I'm ......" Han Shenyan paused when he said this, and his eyes showed a hint of remembrance.

"And what?"

"And it's a very special song, so naturally it needs to be a little more formal. ”

"Hmm, is that a special song?"

Han Shenyan found the audio in the computer. It was the same accompaniment he had made at home.

Of course, it's the home from before.

"Your ears are ready, aren't you? I'm going to start. ”

"Hmm. Be all ears. ”

Han Shenyan clicked the play button. The notes flow out of the computer's stereo and into the phone's end.

This song was written by him for her.

Originally, he hoped that on that day, he would use the diamond ring and this song to reconcile the two.

It's just that it backfires in the end.

This song, like the diamond ring, was sealed into the depths of his memory.

It wasn't until today, when he told that story with K, that he suddenly realized that he could already face all this.

Suggesting singing to K may be due to impulse.

Maybe it's a small burst of long-suppressed repression.

But more than that, he wants to say goodbye to his previous feelings in this form.

Many things, buried too deeply, silent, does not mean forgetting.

Only one day, I suddenly found that I could talk about it casually, maybe with reminiscence, maybe with sentimentality.

But only in this way does it mean to really let go.

Along with the melody of the song, his clear voice began to echo in the small room.

"There was a lot of silence in the room"

"I'm Alone"

"Dreaming of You"

"Just Lie Next to Me"

"I want to hold you in my arms"

"Under the Stars"

"Feel the sound of the wind"

"We're in close proximity"

"I love you"

"Please don't leave"

"Let's get closer little by little"

"Because I Need You"

There is no stage, no brilliant lights, and no audience.

Some are just rudimentary accompaniment, and people who listen quietly on the other side of the phone.

Some are just songs full of emotion.

A song was sung quickly.

There was no movement on the other side of the phone for half a day.

"K, how do you feel about me singing? Hey, it can't be that I sang and ran away, right?" Han Shenyan restrained his somewhat complicated feelings and asked jokingly.

"No, I'm here. Feel...... Anyway, the song is very good, and you sing it very well, but it feels a little strange to me. ”

"It's a bit strange? Where?" Han Shenyan asked curiously, not expecting such an evaluation. He is very confident in his singing skills.

"Well, I think this song should be sweet and full of anticipation, you sing it very well, but I always feel a little sad when I sound it. K replied.

Han Shenyan fell silent when he heard this.

When he wrote this song, his heart was full of anticipation, which is also the emotion expressed in this song.

And now, it has long been a matter of fact.

How could I sing this song with anticipation and sweetness?

So K is right, it's very strange.

At this time, K on the other end of the phone did not wait for Han Shenyan's answer, hesitated for a moment, and asked.

"Y, you were a little weird just now, is it related to this song?"

"Hmm. Han Shenyan didn't say anything, just answered.

"Are you out of love?" asked K tentatively.

"Almost, I just found out that K you are so gossipy. Han Shenyan had already adjusted his mood and replied with a smile.

"Hey, I'm concerned about you. K's dissatisfied voice came from the phone.

"That was a long time ago. Han Shenyan said lightly.

"Oh. ”

It was as if it had just happened two years ago.

What happened a month ago is so long that it is almost forgotten.

I have to say.

Time is truly an amazing thing.

"Why are you so sad when it's been so long? K asked, confused.

"It's not sad, it's just that I suddenly remembered it, so I felt a little emotional for a while. ”

"Because of that Mr. Rabbit story?" K asked, recalling that Y had been a little strange after telling the story.

"Hmm. ”

"I'm sorry, Y," K said apologetically.

"Why do you want to apologize?"

"Because if it weren't for me telling you stories, you wouldn't have remembered. ”