Chapter 1096 Flowers bloom and fade, another season has come; a song unique to old boys. Hearing Liu Huaxian's question, He Jiong was speechless for a moment.

This word contains too many complex emotions that can only be understood intuitively and cannot be expressed in words, belonging to a specific cultural background.

There was helplessness, self-deprecation, and perseverance...

There is also that passion that refuses to be extinguished even after being tempered by life.

Teacher He opened his mouth, but found it difficult to explain clearly to someone with a completely different cultural background in just a few words.

"I think this question can only be answered by Yue Heng, who proposed the term."

So, out of habit, I turned my gaze to Wang Yueheng, who had uttered that word, and said with a smile.

Wang Yueheng looked at Liu Huaxian's confused expression.

He glanced around at the thoughtful or equally curious looks of the others.

He smiled slightly, picked up his guitar again, and placed his fingers on the chords.

"This word is indeed not easy to explain."

"Perfect timing, this is the last song. I want to use this song to answer Hua Xian's question, and also to dedicate it to everyone..."

"Old boys who still harbor dreams in their hearts, perhaps working hard for them, or perhaps having struggled for them in the past!"

Let's answer the question of "old boys" with music!

This response instantly thrilled everyone present and in the live stream!

He Jiong and Huang Lei immediately showed expectant and serious expressions.

Zhao Ying and Mo Zixue immediately sat up straight, focusing intently.

Although Liu Huaxian still didn't quite understand, he widened his eyes, ready to find the answer in the song.

The live stream chat was originally filled with comments discussing the meaning of "old boy".

It instantly transformed into a uniform expression of "anticipation" and "longing"...

Wang Yueheng took a deep breath and flicked his fingers.

A slightly melancholic yet nostalgic guitar intro slowly begins.

The melody is simple, yet it instantly captures the heart, carrying a faint sense of vicissitude and nostalgia.

"That's the person I miss and love deeply, day and night."

How exactly should I express this?

Will she accept me...?

The singing voice was deep and full of storytelling.

It's as if it's telling a story about youth and the passing years.

The first line of the lyrics is like a key.

It instantly opened the floodgates of memories in many people's hearts about unrequited love and unrequited love in their youth.

Wang Yueheng accurately captured and portrayed the raw, apprehensive, yet sincere emotions.

"Maybe I'll never say those words to her."

"I am destined to wander the world."

"How can I have any attachments..."

The distance between dreams and reality.

The regrets of missing out on opportunities in youth due to various reasons, such as low self-esteem or the pursuit of dreams.

This is perfectly embodied in these two lines of lyrics.

He Jiong's eyes flickered slightly, as if he had remembered something.

"That hurts again!"

"I suddenly thought of my first love. I wonder how she's doing now?"

"I miss my youth so much..."

The number of comments in the live stream gradually increased as Wang Yueheng's singing spread.

Should we give up if our dreams always seem so far away?

"Flowers bloom and fade, and the rainy season comes again."

"Where are you, spring..."

The singing continued, the melody progressed, and it carried a stronger sense of rhythm and narrative.

These are a few lines of lyrics.

This is a true reflection of the inner feelings of almost everyone who has experienced setbacks on their journey to pursue their dreams.

That constant self-doubt and the bewilderment of not seeing hope grew heavier with the passage of time.

Huang Lei's smile faded, and his eyes became serious.

He has been in the entertainment industry for many years.

I've seen far too many "old boys" who come with dreams only to leave dejected.

Youth is like a rushing river, once gone, it never returns, leaving no time for farewell.