Chapter 271: Empathy

After clicking play, a soothing, gentle piano intro slowly unfolds, creating the warm and long-lasting mood of the song.

Then there is Li Xingruo's gentle and unique timbre, singing with a eloquent emotion: "There are so many people in this world, and there is an open door in the crowd"

The first lyrics of Li Xingruo's mouth, Su Mengyuan's whole person suddenly lit up, this is the feeling, and the chorus he heard before is the same feeling!

There are no bells and whistles, and there are no obscure words and sentences, and the lyrics are mainly straightforward.

"My squinting eyes are long-lasting, and I first saw you in the blue morning."

The second lyrics sounded in Su Mengyuan's ears, accompanied by Li Xingruo's singing, and the words of this song appeared in Su Mengyuan's mind like a painting.

Su Mengyuan's ears were still listening to the song, but the consciousness in his mind was gradually pulled back to the past.

It was a blue morning, it was a sunny day, it should be late spring and early summer, and she couldn't remember it too long.

The sleepy-eyed self got up from the early morning and walked on the road to the school with tiredness, and in that early morning, he and the one in his memory met in a corner, without too much blood and twists and turns, but when the two passed by in the corner, they looked at each other deeply, without too many words, and they didn't even say hello.

"There are so many people in this world, how lucky I am, I have one of us."

To this day, Su Mengyuan still thinks that it is the luckiest thing in his life to be able to meet, know, and love him among the billions of people on this planet.

Because there is such a person, he knows what love is and what growth is.

"The morning and dusk in this long fate often make me look into the distance."

From the first acquaintance to now, ten years have passed, too long, once with his beauty, I can't remember a lot of it clearly, of course, there are many unforgettable experiences, so that I can only think of the morning and dusk.

Su Mengyuan and the former one did not go to the end, there are many factors that hinder both sides, the families of both sides, and their respective careers are all factors that hinder both sides from reaching the end.

The two places are separated by thousands of miles and are far away from each other.

When the other party is needed the most, there is often no way for both parties to appear in front of each other immediately, and over time, the words of both parties begin to slowly decrease.

The phone porridge that must be cooked every day has slowly changed from an hour a day to half an hour, ten minutes, and then there is no phone call a day at all, because there is nothing to say.

Later, the communication on WeChat began to slowly decrease, gradually flattening, and the two people were like two parallel lines after intersection, and they began to slowly drift apart.

"Gray leaves drift in the pond, watch the plane go to the distant country with a bang."

Until one day, the gray leaves fell from the branches, hovered in the air and finally floated back to the pond, and the engines of the plane rumbled and roared, and he completely disappeared from his life, never to be contacted again.

"The footsteps of the corridor of time shouted, and the lights turned on and no one was empty"

In those long years, the memories of themselves are happy, life is also lively, they have also traveled together, after school together in the canteen, spend festivals together, not only to share the joy but also to give encouragement at low tide, daily trivial and sweet and warm.

But when the lights came on, it had been years since the breakup, the school cafeteria was still bustling, and the train could still reach the destination of the trip, but there were no more of them.

All the joys, sorrows, and sorrows, without sharing with the lover, are instantly empty and silent.

"A few frames flashed in the evening breeze, and the spin in the gallop was gone."

The picture of the memory will still pass in front of her eyes from time to time like a frame of animation, the years and months continue to pass, from the beginning of the brand clear to gradually blurred, Su Mengyuan can no longer remember when the two of them last contacted, and even most of the past, she has forgotten, the face that once haunted her is only a rough outline and a name.

"You are sunny in the high light, and there are so many people around you that the world is silent."

Su Mengyuan listened to the song, her eyes looked ahead blankly, at this moment, she seemed to see a figure slowly walking towards her, his body was full of light, and the figure of that person was still full of sunshine, just like the blue morning when she and he first met.

After so many years, people around me come and go, but there is no such person who can enter his heart, although the outside world is noisy, but he will still often look for the figure that he once was immersed in the memories of the past.

Su Mengyuan also knew that this depressed state of life was not what he wanted, but he couldn't extricate himself from being immersed in the past every time.

After all, there was such a beautiful past, who can easily say that they will give up and give up.

Many times, the past seems to Su Mengyuan to be like a dream, every time the morning sun rises warmly, although the reunion in the dream Su Mengyuan still has a lot of unfinished words, but she is also until, it is time to wake up, fold the quilt, fold the memory, open the curtains to welcome the sunlight into the room, welcome the heart, and start a new day to continue to live well.

That's how she's been all these years.

"There is such a person in this world, living in my flying youth, and the long kiss soaked in tears, often makes me want to be divine."

When the last lyrics of this song came to an abrupt end, Su Mengyuan suddenly woke up from his memory.

Su Mengyuan wiped his cheeks and found that his face had burst into tears without knowing when it began.

Once, so beautiful and so regrettable.

Some people are lucky to meet them.

The most rare thing about this song is that it is easy to remind people of the past and beauty, and let people empathize with the song to express their emotions.

Especially coupled with Li Xingruo's emotional singing voice and delicate expression, he not only sings the sadness and regret of not being able to love, but also the remembrance and gratitude of the lost love.

Su Mengyuan picked up the tissue on the table and wiped the tears on his face, but found that his tears seemed to have burst the embankment, and he couldn't stop wiping them.

Su Mengyuan took off his headphones, supported the table with his collapsed hands, and then buried his face in his arm.

I have been trying to live hard all these years, trying to forget the past and forget that person.

But I never thought that after so many years, I haven't forgotten those things, those times and that person.

Those memories were just quietly hidden in a corner of my heart, so that I wouldn't let myself find out.

Until tonight, Su Mengyuan heard this song, and those memories were as if he had heard Su Mengyuan's inner call, and all his brains ran out directly, constantly colliding with Su Mengyuan's brain.

Su Mengyuan lay on the table, letting tears wet his sleeves, from meeting and knowing each other to falling in love, these memories are bland, warm, beautiful and painful past, those memories flashed in Su Mengyuan's mind like a marquee.

After ten minutes, it seemed that the tears had dried up, Su Mengyuan raised his head and sobbed at the computer screen, and then moved the mouse with trembling fingers and continued to click and play.

It's been a long time since there's such a song that has allowed her to break down so emotionally.

But Su Mengyuan couldn't resist the desire to continue listening, and after listening to the song again, Su Mengyuan stopped crying.

This song made her think a lot, and at this moment, she really had a thousand words to express.

But the object of expression is not a fan, nor a fan, but someone.

Su Mengyuan was silent for a while, and finally picked up his mobile phone, opened WeChat and stared at the chat box that had been chatting for several years but had no conversation record.

Su Mengyuan took a deep breath, and hesitated in his heart whether to try to send a message over.

But she was afraid that the message would not be sent, or that her message would come with a red exclamation mark.

Su Mengyuan knows how to deceive himself, as long as he is still his top object, even if he doesn't chat, then this person is still the person he once loved the most.

In fact, Su Mengyuan had already regretted it a long time ago.

She regretted that she had decided to separate from him in the first place, and she had been regretting why she didn't dare to go directly to him to make it clear.

But when he thought that after so many years, the other party didn't even take the initiative to say a word to him, Su Mengyuan felt that he probably had a new life, and it was not good for him to bother him anymore.

Thinking of this, Su Mengyuan's original idea of making up his mind began to hesitate again.

What should I do if I can't send a message, what should I do if the message becomes a red exclamation mark, or what should I do if I don't get a reply to the message?

Countless what to do flashed in Su Mengyuan's heart in an instant, Su Mengyuan pursed his lips, and his fingers hesitated on the keyboard of the mobile phone screen.

I don't know what psychology it is, Su Mengyuan's finger subconsciously clicked on the other party's avatar, and then the mobile phone screen switched to the other party's personal homepage.

Then Su Mengyuan was stunned, he hadn't posted on Moments for several years, as if there was a new dynamic in Moments.

Su Mengyuan's ghost almost clicked on the page of the circle of friends, this page Su Mengyuan clicked on it almost once a day, and the familiar one couldn't be more familiar.

But at this moment, the background of his circle of friends is no longer the simple WeChat background that came with it in the past, but has been replaced by a photo that Su Mengyuan is very familiar with.

The place in the photo is a road they used to pass together every day after school, because the road is full of Triangle Plums, and as soon as the season comes, that street will be flooded with Triangle Plums.

Whenever this time, Su Mengyuan would always coquettishly beg the other party to take all kinds of photos for him, and the boy reluctantly agreed.

Looking at the background photo of the circle of friends, Su Mengyuan's mind resurfaced, and a smile couldn't help flashing on his face.

Moving her gaze down, Su Mengyuan saw the circle of friends that was updated a few minutes ago, and she was instantly stunned.

"There are so many people in this world, how lucky I am to have one of us."

This was updated by his circle of friends a few minutes ago, and Su Mengyuan was not calm in an instant.

The source of this sentence Su Mengyuan is very clear, it is the song he just heard - "There are so many people in this world".

Is he listening too?

It turns out that he is still the same as he was at the beginning, and he will like what I like the same Su Mengyuan flashed a trace of joy in his heart, he actually hasn't changed.

But who is this sentence for, is it for someone else's person, or for yourself?

Su Mengyuan suddenly began to suffer from gains and losses again.

But fortunately, Su Mengyuan thought of one thing, he was able to see his circle of friends, which means that he has not deleted himself over the years.

Messages can be sent.

After realizing this problem, Su Mengyuan suddenly became brave.

Whoever this sentence is for, ask it yourself.

If you ask, you won't get pregnant, even if it's not related to you in the end, but you care about what happened to your old classmates and friends?

Thinking of this, Su Mengyuan gritted his silver teeth and switched back to the other party's personal chat box.

After thinking about it for a while, Su Mengyuan finally found an entry point that he thought was good.

"Do you like Li Xingruo too?"

After sending the message, Su Mengyuan waited anxiously for the other party's reply.

This will be Su Mengyuan's heavenly war, what will he reply to himself, or what should he do if he ignores it directly, and will he send another "Are you there" to ask?

I'm afraid that he will reply, and I am afraid that he will not reply.

Su Mengyuan's apprehension didn't last long, and the other party replied to the message.

"I like it, as long as it's something you like, I like it."

After Su Mengyuan saw the other party's news, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly curl up a good-looking arc, and he originally wanted to reply to him, but he didn't expect the other party to send a few more messages.

"Actually, I've been following you since you became a music critic. I found that you have gained a lot of fans, I am paying attention to every music comment you have, and I am also watching every news of your life, and I can't afford to disturb you when I see that you seem to be living a good life. ”

"But the longer we separated, the more I missed us at the beginning, and I realized that I couldn't do without you at all. So I quit my job and went back to the street we used to pass by, and rented a house there, wondering if you would pass by again and be content if I could see you from afar. ”

Su Mengyuan looked at the message sent by the other party in a daze, pursed his lips and was silent, and the tears that had been dried seemed to be rolling in his eyes again.

I thought about many possibilities, but I didn't expect him to end up with this idea.

It seems that he hasn't replied for a long time, which makes the other party anxious, and then several messages were sent, and the tone was full of anxiety and panic.

Su Mengyuan didn't read the message carefully, she cut out the chat box, and then called the other party.

"Yuan Yuan?" A familiar gentle male voice sounded in his ears, and Su Mengyuan felt like a world away.

"Well, can you tell me about your thoughts and experiences over the years?" Su Mengyuan asked with a little choked up.

The other party was silent for a while, and then spent ten minutes briefly telling Su Mengyuan how he missed each other over the years.

"Then you're back, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Will you leave again?"

"Not anymore."

"And what if your family doesn't like me?"

"I like you enough, I've moved out."

"Isn't it a little unaccustomed to living alone, do you want a wife?"

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(End of chapter)