On the 24th, Li Xiaowei opened a special website as fast as she could and found the two songs," You at the Same Table " and " The Brother Sleeping on My Upper Bed."
Previously, Li Xiaowei had seen the videos of these two songs on Tomato. She heard Li Chencan's voice. It was clean and clear, as if there were no impurities.
And these two songs vividly outlined the simple friendships of their student days.
Unfortunately, the video on the video website was taken casually. The sound was very unclear, and the image was blurry.
It wasn't until Li Xiaowei saw the publicity two days ago that she found out that "My Deskmate" and "The Brother Who Sleeps on My Upper Bed" were about to be officially released.
On the 24th, she finally saw these two songs.
The price of the two songs was only 16 cents, which was very cheap.
Of course, for someone like Li Xiaowei who loved to listen to music, she would download dozens of songs a month, so she would have more than ten yuan per month. However, for the citizens of the Empire, they wouldn't be reluctant to pay more than ten yuan to listen to the songs. If they could support the original version, they would generally not listen to pirated versions.
" Tomorrow, will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday..." The clear voice slowly came out of the earpiece, making Li Xiaowei feel as if she had entered a dream world. The nice melody and the catchy lyrics rippled back and forth in her ears.
"This song is really good. I won't get tired of listening to it!”While listening to Deskmate, Li Xiaowei thought to herself,""The songwriter seems to have just graduated from high school! How talented!"
Indeed," My Deskmate " gave Li Xiaowei a pleasant enjoyment. Listening to this song, he felt as if he had returned to his school days and saw his classmates again.
It was just that these students had already lost contact with each other and were all living their own lives.
But such songs could always bring people back to that era…
As usual, Ren Zhicheng opened Amy's Music Chart again. He liked to listen to the songs on this chart and also liked to listen to new songs. Ren Zhicheng spent more than 20 yuan on listening to songs every month, and he listened to a lot of songs every month.
"I Know, General Love…These songs don't look good just by looking at their names.”Ren Zhicheng looked at the names helplessly."The new song chart is really a mix of good and bad. It's hard to pick a few songs even if you want to.”
As he scrolled down, he saw the song " The Brother Who Sleeps on My Upper Bed."
"Eh, this song has quite a number of downloads. Li Chencan…I've never heard of this name before.”
Ren Zhicheng opened the audition interface. The audition version of " The Brother Who Sleeps on My Upper Berk " had 20 seconds.
"Your letters are getting more and more polite. You don't mention anything about love. You say that you have a lot of friends now, but you don't worry about those things anymore..."
Li Chencan's simple but clean voice sounded especially pleasant in the earpiece.
"Ah…"
Ren Zhicheng was shocked by this voice.
It wasn't just because Li Chencan's voice was very pleasant to hear…More importantly, these lyrics were filled with emotions. The brother who used to sleep on the upper bunk of his bed was now talking less and less. He might not even contact him once in ten days or even half a month. Not only him, but also himself. Now, he indeed had a lot of friends.
Ren Zhicheng immediately downloaded it.
When the entire song was downloaded and could be listened to, Ren Zhicheng could hear the charm of those syllables.
"The brother who gave me cigarettes
" Give me the happy past…" Ren Zhicheng's fingers trembled when he heard this, and tears almost fell from his eyes.
In the past, when he was in high school, he had a bunk bed relationship with his buddies. He would secretly smoke in the dormitory and share it with them. They did share that happy past.
It was a period of time related to books, school, friendships, and youth.
Thinking about these days, it was almost enough to make people cry. Even a person with a hard heart might be made sentimental.
After listening to the entire song, Ren Zhicheng felt a little tired because his memories had been combed through several times. From the beginning to the present, everything...
"The questions you once asked me
Now no one asks
Now no one asks
" Now no one asks…" The last sentence was repeated three times, like an echo in an empty valley, hitting Ren Zhicheng's heart again and again. The brothers of the past were now living their own lives in the world, burying their heads in their own dust.
But if they were together, who could deny that they would laugh until their hands and feet trembled at those embarrassing things back then? Would she shed tears over the things that happened in the past?
Of course, there were no longer those people around him. And now, there were no memories that made him cry.
Ren Zhicheng suddenly opened his 'Light Network'(a real-time messaging tool similar to QQ), opened a few Light Network groups, and immediately shared the link to the song 'The Brother Who Sleeps on My Upper Berk' on it, then said,""I hope everyone can listen to this song…I heard it and was very touched.”
Therefore, in this group chat, many people clicked on the link. Initially, they did not think much of it and did not know what Ren Zhicheng was doing. However, after listening to the audition clip of the song " The Brother Who Sleeps on My Upper Bed," they could not help but like the song.
Hence, everyone immediately downloaded the full version…
Like Ren Zhicheng, the touching lyrics were like a hand gently scratching their hearts, making them unable to avoid that feeling.
At the end, he repeated the phrase 'no one asks anymore' several times, which struck the deepest part of their hearts, leaving them with only a lump of emotion.
Suddenly, someone said in the Light Network group,""I say, shouldn't we gather together?”
"Yes, yes, yes, it's time to gather!"
"Let's talk about our high school and that 'afghan' who's guarding the goal!”
"'afghanistan'? That bearded man? Haha, I want to laugh when you say it."
"And that teacher, the one who teaches physics, Big Chestnut! The one with the big head…"
The normally dull group chat suddenly became lively. Ren Zhicheng smiled. He felt that things had become what he wanted.
The feelings of the past were very precious and could not be easily discarded.
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