"Hum Hum Hum ~"

"Hmph~"

Listening to the song in his ear, Guangcheng opened his eyes blankly. He could see it, but now there was nothing in front of him.

He doesn't have a down-to-earth feeling, so he can't walk, and this can't be his real world, because his feet are in the air, so he can only wait for death. He didn't believe it.

But there is still a song to listen to, it is repeated, although he was not awake just now, he can't listen to it, but he still remembers the melody subconsciously, so he can hum along.

There were only 5 short "hum" words just now, just because the author didn't want to use simple words to water the number of words, so it was boring to look at it.

At the beginning of the song, there are jumping notes, relaxed and happy, like a fawn on a field.

Then, suddenly, presumably noticing something, the sound paused, the music changed suddenly, and then there was a pause for a while. The slow tune brings sadness and helplessness – like what?

An orphanage waiting for an adopted child, a teenager who strayed into the elven realm and couldn't understand, a middle-aged pillar who has lived most of his life and was crushed by setbacks...... and the elderly who are rejuvenated but have to look directly at death.

Then there is a passage that is inaudible, every other part is clear, and the last one is also clear.

Long and long...... It's like a kind old man telling the end of a legend in the afterlife, and it's like a lullaby that is not destined to make people sleep...... Requiem, perhaps more appropriately.

Mitsusei listened and hummed.

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He didn't think the song was here for no reason, or just for fun. This song is too storytelling, and the emotions injected are too strong, just clumsily venting.

It's the kind of tune that if you share it with someone, that person will say "I don't understand", not "whether it's good or not".

But no one will share it, the song is not good, and it is intermittent. It may have some kind of desire to talk, but that is not what a person who wants to enjoy is willing to get.

Guangcheng floated, and he wasn't worried at all. But it's not what Karaka said, monsters have been away from people for a long time, and they don't know what humans are like, and he doesn't understand them at all. Human beings do not rely on the existence of a single superhero to survive in the world. , heh, Guangcheng doesn't feel like a superhero either.

Anyone in Form 2 will have it, but it's good to think about those stories in your head. Maybe he can have a hero-like highlight moment in the future, but he is still young, so it is good to choose to believe it now.

Yes...... It's good that I'm a person now, and if I go out and tell others, I'll be treated like a fool, right? The language is vague and never able to convey a complete meaning.

But Guangcheng is so happy now, so happy, so happy, really.

And now depending on the situation, while trusting, it won't be very lonely. Here, in this seemingly empty space, the owner can't help but sing.

There are even some chanting voices, probably too many singers, at the end of life, even if they create the most moving music, it is difficult for the singer to be himself anymore.

There are also some stories that are too difficult to put into words.

"Have you ever been to a lake?

I know of one of the most beautiful lakes where I grow.

There are swimming fish and lotus flowers.

Although the bottom is a mud pool, the water in the upper layer is surprisingly clear...... Despite the cyan light. ”

The sound stopped here, obviously rare...... Sincere. Or can it be said that it is the first time to unload the burden?

In fact, Guangcheng wanted to say from the beginning that he could not become a qualified villain if he was not trusted by others. （…… Now, if it's a heart-to-heart exchange, and it's still so twisted and pretentious, Karaka will lose.

Just thinking about it, the rhythmic words came back together, this time like a child being forced to endorse-

Born on the shore of a lake

Drink morning dew

Catch insects late

Wet mud

Walk barefoot

I haven't heard a word

No cooking smoke

Looking forward to the rising sun

Ji Wanxia

Not in the event of fluctuations

I don't know what to do

No dreams, no thoughts

。

Listen to people

Leaving the homeland

Pick up the lights

Reach out to the sky

Holding the bright moon in his left hand

Pick the red sun in the right hand

Only the body is stumbling

It cannot be broken for 10,000 years

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Babbling and thinking

Crazy and insane

The stars are still in hand

Don't take it personally

A thousand words are passed in the ears

Ten thousand words leave the world

Who is of high moral character

Who is the wisdom of the fire

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Where to show the map

How to talk about virtue

The beast is hungry

Never lit wolf smoke

If you are in a hurry, you should not go to the doctor

Naturalized dust

There is a difference between day and night

No one urged the merits

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What's going on, what's going on?

With the rhythm, the pure white world is gradually filled, green and vibrant...... All the first colors that should have been on the road of life have been smeared. Eventually, popularity also emerged.

The tall man was very thin, his face was purple, and he looked like he would not live long. In front of him is a child who can't tell the gender, with a round face, engraved with innocent eyes, and a slight bulge in the lower abdomen, as if he is living happily and moisturizing, and he is a serious child.

In the whispers, the man's gentle timbre can be faintly heard. And the child is not at all troublesome, and seems to be very interested in everything the man says.

The only regret is that Guangcheng can't hear what they are saying at all, and it is certain that this scene must be different from the "endorsement" just now.

The two were neatly dressed, with a low table and a ruler between them, but they were not original. The "teacher" looked calm, even if he didn't look good at his face and body, he was not bothered by it. Only the long white hair that looks out of place with today's times.

It was too long, and the two of them sat on the shore of the lake, and the master's long hair crawled far on the ground like the roots of a tree.

The apprentice is normal, except for the hairstyle that can't distinguish the male and female. At this age, the gender difference is not big, but when you are outside, not many people will think that children can't see the difference at all, since infants, pink and blue hats and jumpsuits have been representing the world to convey their first consciousness.

The two were so lifelike that Mitsusei didn't notice their "sluggishness" when he first saw them. After staring at it carefully for a long time, Guangcheng suddenly reacted, the movements of the two did not change in the slightest from beginning to end, and they didn't even blink their eyes, this is a freeze-frame picture.

At this time, the sound of reading continued to the next stage.

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The green fragrance and red stinky words are recorded

The name of the elegant name is listened to

The wind is blowing

The water returns late

Calm your mind from now on

Thinking and thinking are all rain

You can go east with the stream

Follow the wave to reach the west

I have lived a lifetime

Hurriedly moved online

The weepers

White head sleep

but he got his eyes

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Remorse repeatedly

The hatred continues

The sun and the moon live up

The sky is changing

Coronary fissure

Condemn iniquity

Bury the old song

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The sword fell diagonally

Wang Kou points

Looking back is ruthless

It's the sky

No one is unhappy anymore.

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What is that feeling?

Mitsusei felt strange that such an upsurge of emotion had only been experienced once before, in the dimly lit tower.

In the same way, he had no strength to stand, and nameless tears flowed quietly. But he didn't understand, he never understood.

Why are they so similar?