Chapter 41

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"I'm also holding a guitar. Is it the style of Anmin just now? I don't like it very much. It's hysterical. After listening to it, I feel very uncomfortable."

"Anything is fine, don't let me listen to the magical singing just now." 

The audience was still immersed in Zhang Ruojun's 'happy' dance music, and the crowd was noisy.

"I once thought about it for a hundred times..." 

The desolate singing opened a path in my heart, and the wind came in, with hesitation and anxiety. The audience who were still whispering just now suddenly became quiet.

"Because I can't catch the last train."

"Standing in front of the platform, there is nowhere to go for lonely wandering shadows."

The hoarse and gentle voice seemed to be calmly telling a story, but at the end a vibrato broke all the calm. The adults who pretended to be strong broke their hearts like this. 

The five judges sat up straight and listened.

Some songs only need to be listened to. With just one sentence, you can feel the huge energy hidden behind it. This song is definitely not simple.

Hundreds of viewers seated and hundreds of thousands of viewers in front of the stage, when I heard the sentence 'I once thought about it for a hundred times', I got goosebumps all over , and then the singer sang 'There is nowhere to go for the lonely shadow', the hoarse vibrato directly tore the peace of life.

There is no hysterical shouting, but it is full of struggles. The first paragraph of this song makes people's scalp numb, really I don't know what will happen next.

Even breathing in the audience became very quiet, very careful.

"I have thought about it once,"

"because I stared at the earth from the air."

"If you spread your arms, can you jump in? into its arms?"

"Rusty railings, swallows leaving their nests."

"Dark seas, abandoned ships."

"Listen to the sound of the waves, it's calling me back."

Staring at the earth, jumping in, rusty railings, swallows leaving their nests, dark seas, abandoned boats, layer upon layer of intentions, loneliness, fear, despair... Not a single word says 'death', but every every stroke is 'want to die'.

The singer on the stage had a hoarse voice, with a kind of open-mindedness that could see through the world, as if he had completely accepted this arrangement, he could jump up with open arms, and he could stand on the beach and wade away step by step.

"Don't go," the listeners shouted in their hearts uncontrollably, they didn't know where their grief came from.

There seemed to be a picture in front of their eyes. The smiling young man walked step by step to the sea under the night, and the tide was going to take him away.

Helplessness and despair were silent in my heart, unable to speak.

"I know the old nest is still waiting for the bird that can't come back,"

" I know the sun is still there but the clouds are jumping too high,"

"I know tomorrow is no worse than today,"

"I know,"

"I know it all,"

"but!"

With the chorus, all the suppressed emotions exploded at this moment. 

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