Hearing Jing Tong's heavenly voice, Xian Yin was a little stunned…
Jing Tong was a girl who was like a god to him. She was elegant and precious in every way, but she also had the aura of a king. Everything about her was a dream that he could not hope for. When he first met her, he was shocked. She told him that we were the same kind…
The same kind? Haven't I been isolated by the world long ago?
String Tune struggled for a long time.
"Wakaka ~~~ Jingtong, you sang so well ~~~"
Yaoyao stared at Jing Tong with stars in her eyes, as if she was looking at Chang'e…the plate of mooncakes beside her o(Kou)o
"Um…Yaoyao, why do I feel like your smile is so evil…"
Ai Fei looked at Yaoyao's expression when she spoke. It was as if she had seen the expression of an African refugee who had just seen food. It was gorgeous and…terrifying!
"That's right, that's right."
Xing Chen's mouth twitched as he looked at Yaoyao…as if he wanted to isolate her.
"Tsk, this is also called the standard smile of a pretty girl from a humble family!”
As Yaoyao spoke, she did not forget to shake her head narcissistically.
Ai Fei and Xing Chen wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. However, they were laughing wildly in their hearts, almost causing internal injuries…
"Xianyin, you also like to sing, right?”
Jing Tong ignored the group of Whiteys who were trying their best to hold back their laughter and looked at Xian Yin who was silent at the side.
"Singing…I can't…"
When Xian Yin heard the word 'singing', she waved her hands and refused.
"Why not? You like to sing, don't you?”
Jing Tong recalled the song " Innocence " that Xianyin sang in the alley. She obviously knew how to sing it, so why didn't she dare to sing it?
"Singing? I don't like singing…"
Xian Yin gritted his teeth and said. He didn't like to sing. Even if he was once a young female musical genius in the music industry, he hated songs and hated singing even more!
"Xianyin, what's wrong?" Yaoyao looked worriedly at Xianyin, whose face was filled with disappointment, anger, and sadness.
"Do you hate singing?" Jing Tong's eyes were fixated on Xian Yin, and Xian Yin accidentally met Jing Tong's blue eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything. Jing Tong saw disappointment and abandonment in Xian Yin's amber black eyes. Xian Yin, although I have not investigated your background, I believe in you because we are the same kind.
Xianyin also sensed the message from Jing Tong's eyes. Perhaps.
Xianyin timidly walked to the piano and Jing Tong gave her a seat. Xianyin was a little hesitant, but when she saw Jing Tong's encouraging smile, she slowly sat down.
The piano…was originally my favorite thing, but I haven't played it for a long time, right?
Xian Yin slowly stretched out his hands and gently placed them on the keys. There was some hesitation, some sadness, some recollection, some disappointment. All kinds of incomprehensible expressions were reflected in Xian Yin's sad melody...
" Memories are still warm…but promises…have already cooled down…"
The sound of the string was more stable, more tender, more sorrowful, and more desperate.
"My innocence is lost in tears
Loneliness is too much for me to bear
No need to pretend to still love
I can't bear to let go, but I let go
My naivety has long been shattered into the anxiety of the ground
Lost all color
This time I'm really in pain, I'm really awake
I tried to be free and easy, but all I got was scars
I love you until it hurts, but you leave me alone
Bury my innocence
What else can I say?
When happiness has been emptied
My naivety has long been shattered into the anxiety of the ground
Trying to piece it together, but it can no longer be complete
This time I'm really in pain, I'm really awake
I tried to be free and easy, but all I got was scars
I love you until it hurts, but you leave me alone
Bury my innocence
……”
The sad melody lingered in the villa, filling the originally slightly human house with sadness.
Xianyin, you are the same as me. However, I can see a strong will in your eyes. Even if it's just a disguise and it's easy to break, I'm willing to guard that little bit of strength because we're the same kind…
- Jingtong
Xian Yin, I was once as naive as you, but that naivety is only in the past…I'm very happy to meet you, our kind. Even if we've been abandoned by the world, we must work hard together!
- Yaoyao
Sadness, despair, darkness, cold-bloodedness…This is the world that belongs to us. So what if we have power and strength? We are just puppets. To us, the word 'naive' is really too much…
--Morning Star
I'm very sad and want to cry, just like how I was back then. However, I'm lucky to have Jingtong, Yaoyao, and Xingchen as my three good sisters…
--Ai Fei
"I'm tired of crying, no dream is good
Don't say you love me anymore, all you give me is regret
I love you until it hurts, but you leave me alone
Bury my innocence
……”
The sad melody ended…
However, Xian Yin understood that he was not isolated. Although he was abandoned…
But so what?
At least I'm lucky. Jingtong, Xingchen, Yaoyao, Ai Fei, they're good…really good!
Because we're the same, aren't we? Xian Yin smiled in his heart, trying to comfort him. Although escaping from reality wasn't glorious, this time I chose to escape. It was too realistic, and it would hurt!……
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