Chapter 661 Maritime Radio Station
The night gradually deepened, and a crescent moon hung high above the treetops outside the window.
The black shadows cut through the moonlight, spilling in through the window like salt, then blending with the orange light through the glass.
The boy sat in the light and moonlight, carefully adjusting the radio.
The noisy sound of electricity continued to leak out from the grid, and various programs of sound slid through. After still ten minutes, Wen Lueyan finally found the slow and light sound of the tide and the low and lazy tone of the female DJ.
"Summer is coming soon. Dear listeners, please remember to wear sunglasses and umbrellas when you go out, or you can choose to travel to a cool city..."
Listening to the clear and pleasant voice, Wen Luyan took out his cell phone from his pocket - he had taken it from his parents' bedroom after dinner, and it had been several days ago. His mother, who had always been particularly confident in him in this regard, had never thought of checking it.
After leisurely listening to the small talk, the female DJ announced the hotline and Wen Lueyan called the number very punctually.
"Today's audience is still the college entrance examination students with the last digits 7080,"
The girl's voice was filled with a slight smile.
"Your call is welcome."
Wen Lueyan leaned back in his chair, lowered his voice slightly, and said,
"Actually, DJ Lin, you should be more grateful. After all, apart from me, Deep Sea Radio has no other callers."
Wen Lueyan paused for a moment before finally asking the strange question that had been lingering in his mind.
"The old men and women at the opera radio station next door receive several calls from listeners every day. How come yours has no popularity at all?"
"So far, I haven't heard anyone else call your radio station except me."
Logically speaking, a female DJ with a nice voice, unique and gentle accent should be able to answer hotline calls every day.
But the reality is exactly the opposite.
In the two weeks since he discovered this radio station, the hotline number that was repeated every night has never actually been called.
It was as if no one heard this radio station.
After the question was asked, there was a brief silence.
The air was quiet, and Wen Lueyan could hear the sound of the tide slowly rising and falling over there.
Then he asked the second question.
"Did you play the background music of the rolling waves yourself?"
The night is endless.
The long silence even made Wen Lueyan begin to wonder if the female DJ was asleep.
But no.
After a while, she finally laughed softly. The laugh was very short, and the tail sound disappeared in the sound of water in the blink of an eye.
"Deep sea radio is a radio station on the sea. The waves are not the accompaniment, but the real background sound."
"I'm on a big ship right now. As for why no one called me..."
The girl's voice suddenly dropped and she whispered,
"Maybe it's because they don't like my radio station, or maybe it's because the radio waves can't reach them and they can't hear this channel at all."
"As for why you can hear this channel."
She paused briefly, during which the surging tide seemed to become even more turbulent, almost pouring out of the grid into the real air.
Then the boy heard the female DJ smile and whispered,
"That's probably because we are destined to be together."
Wen Lueyan was stunned. He felt that every answer from Lin Zhifan was incredible.
"You mean you're at sea now?"
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