I didn't expect Li Shuning's true thoughts in her heart to be like this, to be honest, Duan Zilian was really scared.

After being silent for a while, Duan Zilian opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But Li Shuning knew what he was going to say, and shook his head: "You don't have to comfort me. I finally said the truest thoughts in my heart, and I felt a lot easier. ”

Speaking of this, Li Shuning couldn't help but exhale, and her demeanor seemed to be really relaxed.

Then, she looked at Duan Zilian and said lightly: "After listening to what I just said, are you scared, if you cut off your relationship with me now because of this, and don't recognize me as a friend, I don't care." ”

Duan Zilian shook his head: "I was indeed scared, but not to the point of breaking off relations with you." ”

Hearing this, Li Shuning was surprised: "Why? I've said it all, but I actually hate you. ”

After thinking for a while, Duan Zilian said: "You just hate a certain point of me, not the whole person who hates me, it's not a big deal." For example, you always talk to yourself, and when you open your mouth, you always talk endlessly, and I actually hate you about that, but it doesn't mean that I will continue to be friends with you, right? ”

"Besides, dare to dare to say what you really think in your heart, such a person is a real friend, don't you think so?"

I didn't expect Duan Zilian to say this, Li Shuning thought about it, it seems that this is indeed the truth, even if it is a very close good friend, it is inevitable that there will be some aspect of the other party that makes him hate.

After a pause, Duan Zilian continued: "Moreover, you deliberately told me the truest thoughts in your heart, so that I would cut off relations with you, so that I would not feel sad and sad about your affairs, do you think so?" ”

Looking at Duan Zilian in a daze, Li Shuning sighed helplessly: "You can see this, but don't you know the truth of seeing through it and not saying it?" So, you're a really nasty person. ”

Laughing, Duan Zilian then asked seriously: "You just gave up your last wish, is this really good?" ”

Li Shuning smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, what else can I do?" I'm only halfway through the song, and I'm not in the mood to do that right now, and I don't have the inspiration to continue writing, so even if I barely finish it, it's a question of whether I can participate in the competition. ”

At the same time, Duan Zilian made a decision: "So, if you believe me, can you give it to me next?" ”

Hearing this, Li Shuning showed a surprised expression and looked at Duan Zilian in surprise: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Duan Zilian said seriously: "Your tunes are already halfway written, if you give up like this, it would be a pity, since you can't go on the stage, then at least let the audience hear your tunes." If you believe me, I'll make it happen for you, and I'll play your tune in the final.

Let this piece be a testament to your efforts to live in this world. ”

Do you want your music to be on stage?

Listening to Duan Zilian's words, Li Shuning fell silent and fell into deep thought.

This is indeed a solution, and it is better than a complete disappointment, even if it is reluctant...... But now it seems that there is only one way to go.

After being silent for a long time, Li Shuning had to give in to reality and nodded lightly: "Since that's the case, then I'll leave it to you...... At the very least, in the finals, I want my music to be recognized by the audience. ”

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Duan Zilian solemnly made a promise.

"It seems that this is the only way to go." Looking up at the ceiling, Li Shuning sighed.

"What about the tune? The remaining half, I try to write as well as I can. Duan Zilian asked Li Shuning to ask for a tune.

At the level of Duan Zilian, he will naturally compose his own tunes, but he needs inspiration to create tunes, especially the kind of high-quality tunes.

Although Duan Zilian can play the piano, he doesn't have any strong interest in creating his own tunes, since he was a child, he is also idle and bored, on a whim, he will compose and compose music by the way, and the quality of the tunes is relatively ordinary.

Of course, if you take it seriously, Duan Zilian can also write good tunes.

"The tune is in the notebook on the bedside table, but I'd better do it myself, lest you don't connect well and make my tune out of the right place." As he spoke, Li Shuning reached out and picked up the notebook and pen on the bedside table.

"Your current state, is it okay?" Duan Zilian was more worried about Li Shuning's physical condition.

"It's hard, but it shouldn't matter." Li Shuning shook her head, indicating that she could still hold on.

"Since you're willing to help me fulfill half of my wishes, then I'll try to finish the song as hard as I can move, awake, and think."

"After all, the further I go, the worse my physical condition becomes, maybe I can't even write by hand, or I'm in a coma for days in a row, which is possible anyway. If that happens, but I haven't finished the song yet, I'll leave it to you. ”

"Hmm." Duan Zi replied, feeling heavy in his heart, and at the same time, it was not that he couldn't understand Li Shuning's thoughts.

After all, in a literary and artistic work like this, half of the original author has been created, and the remaining half is continued by another person, no matter how high the level of the sequel, it cannot perfectly restore the essence of the original work.

It's like "Dream of Red Mansions" in the four famous novels, only the first 80 chapters were written by Cao Xueqin, and the last 40 chapters were continued by other writers, so it feels a little strange to read.

It's not that the level of the sequel writer is not high, but because no matter how high the level of the writer, there is none

At that time, the inspiration, circumstances, experiences and perceptions of the original author could not completely restore the artistic conception of the original work.

Therefore, Li Shuning does not believe in the level of Duan Zilian, but considering this, he will think about working hard to complete his own songs.

In short, the matter was decided like this, Li Shuning tried his best to complete his song in the last hours of his life, and Duan Zilian replaced Li Shuning and played this piece in the final.

Looking at the ceiling, Li Shuning couldn't help but sigh: "If only I could last until the day of the finals, at least let me listen to my own tunes." ”

Hearing this, Duan Zilian sighed secretly, now, there is still about half a month before the provincial finals of the piano competition, and Li Shuning's time is almost half a month left, I don't know if the time can be in time, if you can't catch up, it will be bad.

But there are no absolutes, if a person is seriously ill and still has worries in his heart, then he can live a long longer!

For example, the great physicist Stephen Hawking, who was diagnosed with a terminal illness at the age of 21, and doctors even said that he could only live for two years, but he survived strongly, and lived to be 76 years old.

Therefore, the potential of life cannot be underestimated, if Li Shuning is really persistent enough, maybe he can create miracles.

"Li Shuning, do you think there really is a miracle in this world?"

"Huh? What does this do, you ask? Li Shuning looked at Duan Zilian strangely, not knowing why he asked this question.

Duan Zilian said firmly: "Believe me, and believe in yourself, your music will definitely be as amazing as a miracle, I believe you can create a miracle, maybe one day it will suddenly get better?" So, don't give up, come on, if you keep going, a miracle will happen. ”

Li Shuning looked at Duan Zilian in a daze.

His tone was different from others, without comfort and perfunctory meaning, as if he knew that a miracle would happen, which made Li Shuning, who was in the abyss of despair, want to believe him.

After a pause, Li Shuning smiled: "Well, I know, then, I'll leave it to you...... Also, thank you, if I really can't do it, you must finish my dream. ”

"Okay."

……

Next, because Li Shuning wanted to hurry up and write the tune, Duan Zilian didn't bother her and left soon.

Coming out of the hospital and looking up at the gray sky, Duan Zilian thought of Li Shuning's current situation, and felt that his mood was even heavier, heavy, and very uncomfortable, as if there was an invisible mountain pressing on his heart.

Taking the Evolution Truster out of his pocket, Duan Zilian held the Evolution Truster hard: "If only I could use this power to save Li Shuning's life......