The next day, after gnawing on the basics for a morning, Su Xiaoting, who was going to play a tune to relax, suddenly blessed her soul, and it seemed that she hadn't sent a new song to Yi Boss for a long time.

She said she seemed to have forgotten something. Although I don't seem to be short of money now, I have made a commitment and am determined to be a disseminator of modern music. She immediately decided to take advantage of the two days of recuperation to write a few new scores.

The selection of songs--- recalling the melody--- composing the music--- playing --- revising, and reversing it all afternoon, finally sorted out an ancient song, Su Xiaoting played and sang by herself, and then sent the recorded video and score to Yinuo at the same time.

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Yi'an Villa

The few staff members were told that Yinuo was working at full strength and that it was forbidden to disturb him. This is also a common thing, only this time, the host seems to have been closed for a long time.

Only Lin Ke knew that Yinuo spent most of his time in a daze on an observation deck at the top of the mountain. From the beginning of the sun to the three poles of the sun, and then to the end of the sunset. In the first two days, Lin Ke was still with him, watching the thin figure under the blowing of the mountain wind, as if he wanted to ride the wind away, the once radiant young man became silent and indifferent, only the complex emotions revealed in those eyes made people unbearable to read carefully.

Fear, loss, unwillingness, hope, confusion, despair, and finally silence.

For the glimmer of hope in his eyes, Lin Ke no longer accompanies him, except for supervising his diet in the morning and evening, he devotes all his time to the study of the disease.

Their Lin family is second only to the Ye Lu family of the first family in terms of domestic genetic research, and they also maintain long-term close ties with top foreign genetic research institutions. He was determined to use all the power at his disposal, hoping only to find a way to prolong his life.

Yi Nuo felt as if he had never experienced such a long and painful 2 weeks, venting his sorrows in alcohol every day from the beginning, and forgetting reality in the chaos.

Later, he went to the top of the mountain every day to recall the past, hoping to find the meaning and value of his life, so that he could leave without regrets. Eventually, he discovered that it was not death that he feared, but loneliness.

Yes, even though he has the pouring and adoration of thousands of fans, even though his music is enough to be sung by a generation, his heart is always lonely.

Fans only love the perfect idol made up in their hearts, no one cares about the thorns and ups and downs behind his success, and no one cares about the hard work and sweat after the perfect performance.

Whether there is anyone who really understands him and cares about him. Except for his brother, who will miss him after he is gone, and who will remember the real self?

What made him even more frustrating was that there were not many happy memories left in his life at all. He has never felt the love of his parents, the affection of family and beauty, nor has he ever had an unforgettable and happy love.

In his 23 years of life, except for his younger brother and his deceased father, he was hardly loved and loved!!

His life is like a castle full of gold, silver and jewels, except for the splendid furnishings and treasures, there is no living life, and even no grass is barren.

And he can only put on armor to fight the evil dragon alone, and after being injured, he can only hide in the castle and lick his wounds alone.

Hahaha, Yinuo, you are so pathetic, even if you don't have the disease, you are just a lonely pauper!

A bell sounded, pulling Yi Nuo back to reality from the quagmire of pain, and subconsciously, he clicked on the message.

Was it sent by Li Hanmo? The first message is:

This is an ancient song "Farewell My Concubine", the original words are very well written, so I recorded a sample!

I don't know if I don't want to fall into the emotions just now, or for some other reason, Yi Nuo slowly sat up from the bed and clicked on the video sent.

Immediately, in the dimly lit bedroom, a hologram appeared not far away.

Su Xiaoting, who was dressed in a white homeroom dress, was sitting on a chair, holding a pipa in her hand, and her shoulder-length broken hair was casually put on the side of her shoulder.

She lowered her head slightly, then raised her arms lightly, her ten fingers turned, and the sound of the ringing sound quickly brought people to the battlefield of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, but as soon as the prelude passed, the sound of the piano became mournful and tactful, as if there was no other sorrow and hatred.

And Su Xiaoting also sang with the melody.

'The long night was long, and the sound was long

The grass grows and the moon is broken, and the river is blue

The old dream curtain is always entangled

I can't bear to look at it, I can't bear to look at it

……’

Her tone is between the middle and high notes, the timbre is pure and soft, full of emotion, and she interprets this song quite well.

In addition, the lyrics are full of graphic sense and engaging, the battle is concise but far-reaching, and with the deep and charming melody, people can't help but be moved by the fate of the characters.

The story of Farewell My Concubine was originally sad and heroic, but it was written by the author with a new idea:

Fate wants to urge heroes to lose weight

Don't change the destiny of heaven, and vow endlessly

Sing another song, even if the wind and rain are sudden

The sound of horns and lovesickness are written all over the sleeves

I can't drink enough of the old spirits of the Golden Iron Horse

It is full of heroism that does not bow to fate and is long in love with children.

Li Hanmo must like this song very much, from her compassionate and admiring expression, and undulating singing, you can feel a kind of wholehearted devotion,

Heroes make swords and concubines make wine

Sweep away the evil and ugliness of the world

Cleanse the common people until the mountains and rivers are beautiful

Hearing this, Yi Nuo suddenly felt as if something had uncovered the scars on his heart, drilled open his closed and numb atrium, and a ray of light came in.

Oh, yes! After Xiang Yu was trapped and encircled, he still had to sing generously and drink lovesickness. Knowing that he will be defeated, he still wants to sweep away the ugliness of the world with a sword.

And his life has not come to an end, but he can only feel sorry for himself like this, being a poor worm who succumbs to fate? He still has time to make up for his regrets, doesn't he?

On top of that, he had forgotten the magic of music! Whether it is such a work that hits the heart and gives people strength, or a musical masterpiece that he has been striving for, if his efforts can be passed on to future generations, to influence and inspire more people, to bring them joy, courage, or comfort, maybe this is the meaning of his life, right?

A long-lost smile finally appeared on the corner of Yi Nuo's mouth, and something hot and moist slipped off his face......

Thank you, Li Hanmo, thank you for the song~

Thank you!