This was the first time the little girl had been given money. Compared to the voices, it was very distinct.
The crowd fell silent. Only the little girl looked at the boy's back gratefully. Then, her serious singing echoed in the underground tunnel.
As for those who doubted him, they just stood there and did not do anything.
After playing the song, the little girl looked around. Her eyes were red and she felt extremely wronged. She was even about to cry.
However, she held it in and pursed her lips. She plucked the strings and started the second song. However, this time, she started singing with her tender voice.
This was originally a very lively piece of music, but because of her emotional problems, her voice was close to tears.
"Sigh, it's a little out of tune."
"She didn't sing well either…"
"But she looks very serious. Why don't we help her, honey?”
"Although her clothes are also very tattered, it's very possible that she's pretending. Let's go!”
"Oh…"
There was a commotion in the crowd, and the little girl's voice echoed in the empty underground passage. She was very attentive, but the people who questioned her remained standing and did not make any move.
The singing gradually faded, and people came and went. Even the girls 'voices became hoarse, but the ones who paid were always in the minority, and the people who passed by changed wave after wave.
Silent Words, who was watching this scene from afar, was shocked. The little girl's big eyes revealed an innocent and kind expression, making people feel pity for her.
Seeing the doubts of the people around them, Silent Words and Wanyu couldn't help but want to tell others about the girl's identity.
"Can we help him?" Wanyu's heart softened, and her eyes turned red.
Although the little girl looked aggrieved, she gritted her teeth and insisted on persevering. This made the two of them feel even more heartache.
This was her persistence, her stubbornness. Moyan could even see the tears in the little girl's eyes.
Silent Words seemed to see the figure of his persistence in his previous life, the lonely web writer in his previous life, the lonely swordsman in front of the computer.
He thought of the mockery of countless people, the eunuch of the book, the readers 'disapproval, the failure of the results of the book's readers, the persuasion of his parents, the bleak future, and the pressure of life.
Silent Words couldn't help but encourage this strong little girl in his heart.
However, at this moment, his gaze froze. He quickly stepped forward to separate the crowd and walked to the little girl's side."Little girl, stop playing."
The girl looked up blankly at her big brother. This was an elder brother dressed in plain clothes, but his voice had a magical and amiable power.
She could not help but stop playing the zither.
Just as the people around them were stunned and didn't know what Silent Words was going to do, he said in a deep voice,"Does anyone have a band-aid?"
At this moment, he had already seen the little girl's fingers. Because she was not familiar with the guitar, she had used too much force, causing the top of her fingers to be cut and bleeding.
The bloodstains on the guitar were a little eye-catching.
This drop of blood splattered on Moyan's heart, making him feel a pain in his spine. Wanyu also cried out when she saw this. She quickly took out a band-aid from her bag and walked forward to bandage the girl.
After the girl was bandaged, Silent Words said to the girl,""Can I play a song for you?"
"Alright." The girl agreed without hesitation. For some reason, the eyes of this brother in front of her were very bright, very brilliant, and very warm, making her feel warmth and trust.
The surrounding people were even more stunned. What was this person trying to do? He wanted to play the zither for the girl?
Even Wanyu's eyes revealed a trace of suspicion. Was this Silent Words proficient in musical instruments?
Silent Words took the guitar from the girl's hand and took a deep breath, staring at the guitar in his hand. It was an old yellow maple guitar. When he plucked a note, the sound was a little old, but he didn't care.
Moyan moved his hands slightly, and his eyes became determined. The zither music came out, carrying his sincerity and purity.
He was playing with the pity in his heart and the heartache for the little girl. No matter how old the guitar was, it could not stop his passion.
" Where will the fallen leaves go with the wind, leaving only a beautiful scene in the sky. The sound of the fluttering wind is like the wings of an angel, passing through my happy past.”
" Love has once come to a place, and I still retain the fragrance of yesterday. That familiar warmth is like the wings of an angel, brushing across my boundless heart.”
At this moment, Moyan remembered the sadness of his previous life. The lonely northern drifters, the desire and confusion for the future. At that time, how could he not hope for love? He hoped that an angel's wings would cross his heart.
Thinking of the little girl's life in front of him, he felt a little empathetic, and his voice gradually became so compatible with the mood of the song.
Slowly, he transformed the taste of the song into a warm atmosphere of hope.
At this moment, his pure voice echoed through the lonely underground tunnel, touching everyone's hearts.
The people around them began to listen attentively.
At this moment, the passersby picked up their phones and started taking photos.
Wan Yu vaguely felt that this music might be a little different. The lyrics from the beginning were now more and more emotional.
Just as the others were listening carefully, Silent Words suddenly raised his voice," I believe that you are still here and have never left. My love is like an angel protecting you..."
There was a light of determination in his eyes. It was as if a bright red flower had suddenly bloomed, shining brightly.
The movements of his hands became more powerful, as if he had stopped in the desert and stepped on countless dawns.
This was Moyan's music. This was the resonance between him and the little girl. This was his attempt to make things right for the little girl. This was his hard work. This was the red mark on the little girl's hand.
Upon hearing this, the young girl was stunned.
She thought back to the days and nights when she and her grandmother had relied on each other, and her parents had abandoned her. Her grandmother's health was not good, and her back was often sore, but she had been holding it in until the day before yesterday when her grandmother could not take it anymore and went to the small clinic for a check-up. When the results were out, the doctor's expression changed and he said a series of terms that she did not understand. Then, he helplessly spread his hands and said that his grandmother should go to the big hospital for a check-up.
Grandma didn't go, but she fell ill the next day and couldn't even get up.
The young girl knew that she could only be strong at this moment. Her tender shoulders had to bear a heavier responsibility. She had once dreamed that she, her grandmother, and her parents would be happy. Now, what she was doing was not wishful thinking, but hard work.
Wasn't Grandma the angel who had always loved her?
The stubborn her finally couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes and they flowed out drop by drop. Her low sobs became the only accompaniment at this moment.
At this moment, the end of Silent Words suddenly changed and became a little low." If my life ends here and there is no me anymore, I will find an angel to love you for me.”
At this moment, he finally found the feeling of singing. His pure voice echoed in this lonely underground tunnel, and it suddenly touched everyone's hearts.
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