Chapter 1151: Amazing (5)
"No, it's not." She used the back of her hand to gently wipe away the tears on her face, but the more she wiped, the more tears seemed to be, and finally, she couldn't help it and choked up.
"An Ning, don't scare me!" Yu Zexiao can't wait to get on the plane at this moment and go to her side to accompany her!
"Zexiao, I miss my dad so much! I miss my grandpa so much, I miss my grandma so much, I miss you! There was not a moment when she felt so lonely, so much in need of him—she wanted him by her side!
"Don't cry, me, I'll fly over immediately!"
Jian Anning is different from others, she will not shed tears easily, nor will she be sad easily. Once she did shed tears, it proved that her heart was really hurt.
"I, I'm going to book a ticket!" Yu Zexiao turned around and was about to leave, but Jian Anning immediately said, "Don't, I don't want you to hang up!" I want to hear you sing. ”
Yu Zexiao immediately softened again: "Okay, okay, what do you want to hear?" ”
"As long as you sing it, I like it."
Over there, Yu Zexiao eased up and thought about it.
Soon, a voice as clear as spring water came from the earpiece:
"If-I-had-to-live-my-life-ithout-you-near-m (if I had to live in a world without you)
The-days-ould-all-be-empty
The-nights-ould-seem-so-long (The nights can get long)......"
This classic "Nothing's-Going-Change-My-Love-For-You" is the theme song of "Dream of the Covered Bridge". The men and women in the movie meet, get acquainted, promise each other, and finally leave each other. You don't have to support each other in your career, it's just a collision of two hearts, and even if you are separated, you will never forget each other.
This is true not only between lovers, but also when it is used to remember a loved one who has passed away. It is only time and space that separates them, but the longing will never be broken. Although her father passed away, she will always live in the depths of her memory.
As the lyrics say:
"The-orld-may-change-my-hole-life-through
But-nothing's-going change-my-love-for-you)"
His voice was clear, with a hint of tactfulness and longness, obviously a song that made people listen to peace and warmth, but she thought of her father, her grandparents, and even more of him.
Dad, I don't want her to be so useless. Dad, I must also hope that she can cheer up. Instead, sit here and only know to cry.
And—by her side, and with him.
At the end of the song, her emotions that had just fluctuated violently, as if they had been eased, a warm, quiet and upward breath surrounded her.
"Zexiao." Suddenly, she called out his name. Maybe because of the crying she had just had, there was a hint of hoarseness in her voice.