Because of this incident, singing was put on hold for a long time, and thinking that she would go to the imperial capital again in two days, Xia Qing decided to practice in the singing room of 0503 for a while.

Si Muqing sat in front of the computer, but his mind was not on the screen, and his eyes kept staring at the door of the singing room.

Xia Qing chose a relatively light and simple song as her first etude after recovery.

As soon as he started his voice, his voice was still as clear as spring water, very recognizable, the corners of Xia Qing's mouth were crooked, and he smiled like a crescent moon, and it seemed that he was not rusty.

However, halfway through the song, the smile on her face froze, and a trace of confusion flashed in her bright eyes......

She took a deep breath and tried again, before confusion turned to panic!

Try again, she told herself......

Still no! Tears welled up in her eyes, she didn't care about wiping them, and hurriedly flipped through the sheet music, while her fingers slid on the big screen to change a song.

Si Muqing stood by the door and heard a low sob, and a trace of sorrow crossed his eyes, like the phosphorescent light of a calm lake, but it quickly disappeared.

Pushing open the door, he saw the little person curled up in a corner of the singing room, crying and sobbing, tears like beads of continuous thread, falling one after another, bitter tears slipped into her mouth, her mouth was bitter, and her heart was even more bitter.

Hearing the movement, she raised her head and looked at his eyes mixed with distress in his clearness, "You already knew, didn't you?" ”

Si Muqing squatted down, put his hand on her cheek, and the wetness between his fingers burned his heart, "I'll figure it out." ”

Will find a way, not guarantee that it will cure her......

This means that even Uncle Mo can't help it.

The world's top doctors can't help it, so can she pick up the microphone again?

"Woo woo......" Xia Qing lay on his chest, crying like a stubborn little beast, beating his chest hard.

Si Muqing also let her fight like that, motionless.

This is venting, if you hit him, it can make her feel better, and he is even willing to let her stab herself a few times!

"Woo, the entertainment industry, that's my dream in this life, singing, that's my favorite, it's gone, now there's nothing......"

"I want to take the dream class, what do I take now? What to take? ”

"Why do you do this to me, why?"

She cried hoarsely, she didn't cry much before, and her voice was not amplified, she was always gentle and soft, and she usually made some tea to drink when she was fine, just to protect her throat.

And now, there's no point......

What's the use of her empty voice? Her qi is insufficient, her dantian is damaged, she can't sing in the high notes, and she can't come down in the low notes.

A song that can be sung by her with a mediocre rhythm, and the proud singing voice she loves so much now stings her deeply......

Si Muqing hugged her tightly, his Adam's apple rolling, his voice choked, he kissed her hairline, and called her name over and over again.

The next day, Si Muqing didn't go to the team, stayed at home to accompany her, her eyes were red, but she didn't cry anymore, just teased Ermeng.

Ermeng can see that the male host and the hostess are not in a good mood, and they are desperately selling cute, wanting to make them happy.

Although it is still very cute, its snow-white mass, its appearance can make people's hearts cute, but it is too deliberate.

And now the scars in Xia Qing's heart can't be healed no matter how happy and happy she is.