Chapter 1108 I laughed and cried here, and I lived and died here. "When I walked on every street here..."

"My heart seems never to be at peace..."

Amidst the lingering sounds of guitar strings, Wang Yueheng began to sing the first line into the microphone.

His voice suddenly became hoarse and tired, carrying an unspeakable sense of bewilderment.

After just two sentences, the bar fell silent instantly.

All eyes turned to this side.

The weariness and confusion in that voice were so real.

It didn't feel like a performance; it sounded more like the murmurs of a wanderer in the dead of night.

"Besides the roar of the engine and the sound of electricity..."

"I seemed to hear his heartbeat, as faint as a candle's sliver..."

As Wang Yueheng began to sing, the live stream chat briefly froze.

The netizens who rushed over seemed to have forgotten to type.

It was as if I could feel the huge, weary pulse beneath the cold exterior of this steel jungle.

This time, Wang Yueheng's performance did not involve showing off his skills.

Some even deliberately lowered their voices, giving off an almost choked quality.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes swept over the unfamiliar faces below the stage, as if searching for something.

Mo Zixue, standing behind the camera, was also affected by Wang Yueheng's sad emotions.

A look of sympathy appeared on his face.

"I laugh here, I cry here."

"I live here, and I will die here."

"I pray here, I am lost here."

"I searched here, and lost here."

"Beijing Beijing~~"

When these lyrics are sung.

The customers at the bar, who had just had a few drinks, instantly had tears in their eyes.

Although the lyrics describe an unfamiliar city.

But anyone can guess it.

The "Beijing" that Wang Yueheng mentioned is none other than the capital of the Dragon Kingdom, the capital city of the north!

These few simple words encapsulate the experiences of countless people who have migrated to Beijing or the south...

The common fate of all those who struggle in a foreign land!

Laughter, tears, struggle, perseverance, and even eventual silence or departure.

All of this happened on this land that both gives hope and devours dreams.

"Phew~"

In the audience, a young man in a suit with a loose tie took a big gulp of wine and then vigorously wiped his face.

Instantly, I was captivated by Wang Yueheng's unexpected and poignant singing.

The live stream chat started scrolling wildly from that moment on.

"I cried, this song is just like me!"

"I just got yelled at by my boss today, and hearing this really broke me down!"

"I live like a dog in Shenzhen, and I don't even know if I'll die here..."

"What's wrong with Yue Heng? His singing today sounds so heavy, so real!"...

Viewers in the live stream who were unaware of what was happening.

He stared blankly at Wang Yueheng, who was sitting on the stage performing.

Without a word, I was drawn into a melancholic mood by the other person's singing.

"The cafes and plaza span three blocks."

"Like the distance between a neon light and the moon."

People comforted and embraced each other during their struggles.

"Searching for and chasing after shattered dreams on their last legs..."

As the song entered the chorus, Wang Yueheng's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

It carries a long-suppressed cry, yet is bound by some force, unable to be fully released.

This was precisely the kind of constraint of fate that he felt from Shi Meng.

It was also the shackle in his life that he once longed to break free from.

In an instant, these realistic lyrics became like a sharp knife, piercing countless people.

Who doesn't have a few dreams that have been shattered by reality but are unwilling to be completely abandoned?

Wang Yueheng held his guitar, his body swaying slightly to the rhythm of the music.