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My parents quarrel all day long, vent their irritability and those inexplicable feelings all day long, and my world is so filled with the noise of violence. The whole space was like this, and I could only curl up in the shadows under those roars, buried in small solitude, with no place to feel at ease.

At that time, I came into contact with a singer named Hatsune Miku, who was different from me in that she lived in a very warm family, and for the little things in life, she was used to using music to express the narrowness and breadth of her heart. It is said that when she was a child, she was plagued by an earthquake for three days, and she was an orphan compared to me, but such a star always brought her vitality to her people, so that they could feel her joys and sorrows equally, and then gain vitality and strength from it.

I tried listening to her songs for a while and then I was completely blown away! That singer spread her happiness and courage, and made me feel like I had entered a colorful world at that moment. Maybe it's right to cry, maybe loneliness is the essence of human beings, but only by feeling that power can we understand what loneliness really is - it's a desire for things!

Shout and roar for your misfortune, and then fight for your own pursuit! This is the real meaning of existence, the real meaning! On that day, desperate and lonely, I was saved!

However, the hardships of life made it difficult for me to get formal instruction, and even the guitar I now hold in the palm of my hand was picked up in the garbage dump - I thought so at first, but then I realized that my encounter with him had started long before that!

That was the day when I first made up my mind to learn music, and I wanted to own a guitar - because it was different from that person. I was on my own, and I didn't have any other sound tools. But even if I save money. The money to buy the guitar was still far away, and I could only observe the instruments lying on the shelves from the window.

"Do you like guitars too?" Suddenly someone asked me, and I turned my head, and it was a silver woman with a single ponytail or a very beautiful man.

I didn't answer, and he said to himself: "My family insists that I learn guitar so that I can accompany her at the next 'party', which is really a helpless child." ”

Is it a child in the family? I really envy that I have such a father! I couldn't help but bow my head and want to leave immediately. But it was as if it had taken root under its feet, and it couldn't move.

"Which one do you prefer?" He looked at me, "Is this an acoustic guitar?" Hmm, is this sound good? ”

"I don't know, I'm just a beginner......" I reluctantly replied, thinking with some malice in my heart: Is this excessively beautiful uncle planning to accosting me......

"Oh, is it the same as me?" He was pleasantly surprised to hold my hand. "Compatriots, compatriots!"

"Yes, yes?" After a few strokes, I couldn't break free now, so I could only stiffen and show a weird smile haha.

"By the way, since we are both beginners, then we will agree. Let's see who is higher when we meet again in the future! It's not so much an inquiry, but a completely decisive tone, "How?" What do you think? ”

Shining eyes, I said defeated: "Yes, yes, I know." That's all right, right? ”

"Of course it's OK, then. I'm going to buy this one, which one are you going to buy? Oh, you're definitely going to keep it a secret, right? I won't ask any more. He seemed to be a hot guy, "Waiter, help me put this up." ”

"I see, sir."

At the same time, he is also an enviable guy! I looked at the guitar that the waiter had put away, and I couldn't help but feel a little envious.

"Red girl, see you next time, it's an appointment!" He left quickly, and I didn't stop, just turned away.

I don't know when it started to rain in the sky, as if it was dripping my long-term loneliness and loneliness, which made me feel unbearable. It was in this environment that I walked past a garbage dump and saw a guitar that was almost identical to the guitar that the man had bought—or the same guitar! That's what I learned later, and I just thought I was lucky and didn't think much about it.

It was only then that I heard it unconsciously, and I knew that the guitar was put by the same person over there, because it was the way I had to go. At that time I asked him why he did that.

He smiled and said: "A girl wandering in front of her store for several days, how can she be a little impressed, and at that time you have a passion and helpless loss that no one can stop, but it also gives me a more profound visual experience, I really want to see ......what a girl can do for music or for her own life and her own dreams" But what I didn't know was that this qiē was more of a "memory" from his brain, and there was also that." often don't talk to the girl".

So, now that I had a guitar, I started singing -- even though I had nothing to do with it. From the initial jerky to the gradual mellowness, I continued to learn by myself, like a sponge, constantly absorbing the water called knowledge.

My family's life did not give me the opportunity to go to the conservatory that I longed for, so I secretly decided from the day I came into contact with music that I wanted to pursue music and pursue life independently of my parents.

Although the part-time work and study every day are very hard, even more tiring than when I do housework at home, my heart is extremely energetic, because there is something called a dream in front of me, and she always bathes my tired body and mind in warmth. Music is really a wonderful existence, it can make people sad, it can make people happy, it can make people decadent, it can make people forge ahead!

In addition to all this day-to-day effort, I also find time to collect the albums of the green singer, especially the new songs, and even if I don't have a lot of money to buy all the songs, I still stop at the mall to listen to the free new songs that are as appealing to the addicted as drugs are. Of course. In my eyes, the so-called drugs are not at all comparable to her songs.

When I was a sophomore in high school, I chose employment instead of further education in the volunteer column.

"Are you serious? To know with your grades. You can choose anywhere......" The teacher was very surprised and even asked me to stay and discuss.

"I've ...... I don't want to rely on my parents anymore. I replied firmly, and walked out of the classroom under the teacher's blank gaze.

After solving this problem, I suddenly felt refreshed physically and mentally, and the "ambition" in my heart began to roar more violently.

Because I didn't have the pressure to study, I worked hard to earn money and took the exam for the record company again and again...... By the time I graduate, I'll definitely leave that family. Escape that life and live by music!

Originally, I thought so, but the reality is always more confusing than the novel - during a part-time job, I suddenly felt dizzy and painful, and at that moment I didn't realize what was going to happen, until the next time I woke up-

I lost my language!

I lost my voice!

It is caused by a blow to the brain, and the most fundamental reason is that the wound caused by the blow to the wine bottle was affected by the wound caused by the two parents when they quarreled. I cursed my fate. Because at this point, there is no way back in my life, and there is no way out. My parents don't come to take care of me, so maybe it's better for them to die or leave.

I also wanted to leave, I wanted to swim more freely in the world of music, but the reality told me that you could only lie in a lonely hospital bed!

Is that the end of my life? Does it end meaninglessly? Is this a weak end? I could only lie in bed and "enjoy" this hell without music for only one person!

"Due to the cerebral infarction of the old injury guide? And does it lead to aphasia? It's another complicated and troublesome case. "A doctor in a lab coat walked in, and I had the impression of this guy - because he was the first guy I had met who had told me music. Although I guess he certainly doesn't understand music.

Leaning over, he looked at me and smiled gently, "Sorry to disturb you?" But I'll have to look it up next. "It seems like this is the doctor who came to check on me again after I was hospitalized for a long time?

I couldn't understand what he was saying, so I could only look at him blankly. The cause of aphasia has greatly affected my language receptivity, so that I cannot clearly understand what the other person is saying. And what to say yourself.

He seemed to call in a couple of doctors and nurses, and I could tell that one of them was the attending doctor I hadn't seen in a long time - I guess so? In fact, even though the current words are expressed in this way, in my mind these words are intermittent, and even if I can understand them, I still can't say them.

"Give me a copy of her medical records, and the child will be taken over by our Qinyin White Feather General Hospital." He said something that I couldn't understand, but looking at the doctors and nurses nodding respectfully and even a little frightened, I knew that he must be a powerful guy, maybe the legendary rich second generation, rich third generation or something.

"By the way, what about her parents? How can you leave her here alone? He continued to speak simple words that I couldn't understand.

"This, in fact, after the girl's parents knew that she had aphasia, they just paid a little fee and disappeared." A nurse came out and replied, "Now she still relies on a little security money to maintain the minimum standard of living." ”

Frowning, he asked, "So, do you know the contact information of your parents?" ”

The nurse pointed to a place on the document and said, "Here, but they don't write a phone number, only an address." ”

"Got it, anyway, someone from our hospital will transfer her later, so I'll trouble you to take it."

"Wherever and where, a qiē is what it should be!" An obese doctor kept nodding his head and hunching.

I don't know what happened next, but it wasn't until later that I learned that my parents had "sold" me to him, throwing me the same burden as saving zài and not saving zài for a very small sum of money. At that moment, there was not much sadness in my heart, but a sense of relief. Perhaps, in ancient times, I was a typical example of unfilial women, right?

But that's it, I thought, and that's after that, of course.

I'm still lying in bed staring at the ceiling.