Lin Su ignored the voice that sounded a little scared. He got up, packed up, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Although I don’t know how long the effect of this will last, I can sleep well tonight.
After a good night's sleep, Lin Su woke up to find the horror movie still playing on TV. The room was quite quiet. He couldn't see where the thing was, so he just said to the air, "Do you want to call a truce for now?"
"laugh……"
The voice was still ethereal, but it sounded a little weak.
"Your resentment is simply because you can't be a good person. When I make money, I can light a perpetual lamp for you and donate merit. This will be enough to wash away your resentment." Lin Su said, "Instead of always opposing you, it's better to be reborn as a new person."
“Crackle…Crackle…”
A sound like a mouse grinding its teeth came out again.
Lin Su turned off the TV, stood up, took a glass, and placed it on the coffee table. He said, "Although you seem to be omnipotent now, capable of killing people, and appear to be freer than ordinary people, as you harm more and more people, those heavenly masters will not be easy to deal with. By then, even if your soul is shattered, you won't even have the chance to reincarnate."
Lin Su didn't understand the concept of ghosts and gods, but some things were just based on those principles. After watching too much TV, he could guess a little bit about everything. Although art is often higher than reality, it can never be completely separated from reality no matter what.
"squeak……"
"Here, this cup is placed here. If you agree with what I say, push this cup to the ground. I will fulfill my promise to you. If I cannot fulfill my promise, you can take my life directly and do whatever you want with me. If you disagree, then don't do anything." Lin Su said while sitting on the sofa beside him.
Language is something that can be understood to some extent through exposure to it. Lin Su was sure that it could not understand what he meant.
With his eyes fixed on the cup, Lin Su waited quietly for three minutes. When he saw the cup move little by little and finally fall to the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief.
It can be considered as a temporary appeasement.
He picked up the cup from the ground, then looked at the place where the cup had been placed and said, "Then it's settled."
“Hehe…hehe…”
It obviously can't speak, and writing is even more impossible. Lin Su relaxed his mind and went into the kitchen to cook.
There weren't many ingredients in the box, but there were a lot of instant noodles in the cupboard.
Lin Su used to love this kind of fast food, but now he felt a little disgusted when looking at the bag, but he didn't seem to be able to cook?
Lin Su stood up and took out tomatoes and eggs from the refrigerator. This should be the simplest of all stir-fried dishes. Before, he couldn't even fry this kind of thing until it was burnt. But now, when Lin Su peeled the tomatoes and cut them into cubes evenly, he found that he seemed to have been accustomed to this way of cooking for a long time.
A simple bowl of noodles was enough to fill his empty stomach. After Lin Su had tidied everything, he sat in front of the piano and flipped through the music sheet, which contained a piece of music he had composed before.
According to Lin Su's current perspective, perhaps when he debuted at the age of twenty, he was still quite talented, and the music he composed occasionally amazed people, but now...
Lin Su looked through the score and then threw it into the trash can. After several years of playing and slacking off, he had forgotten even the most basic things. This piece of music was not worth playing.
?A blank sheet of paper was newly placed, and Lin Su tried to play on it. When he found that the musicality was pretty good, he frowned.
A person's sense of music should be cultivated over a long period of time. It is something that has been engraved into the soul. It cannot be completely changed because of being drunk or having a dream.
Lin Su took out a piano music sheet, looked through the musical notes on it, placed his hands on the piano and started playing directly. Melodious and gorgeous tunes flowed out from it. Even at the most critical part, his mind seemed to know where his fingers should be and at which node to fall.
The place where his fingers used to get stuck was cleared up in one go. When the last note of a song fell, Lin Su gently lifted his fingers from the keys. He felt that something was wrong with his current state.
Others might think that his personality changed because of a dream, but the difference between a person's personality before and after is so huge that it doesn't make sense no matter how you look at it.
For example, musical sense, cooking, favorite style, and attitude towards life.
There was nothing wrong with his current situation, and he even began to doubt whether he was the same person as before.
The answer is not easy to discuss, but even if the correct answer is obtained now, the reality will not change at all.
Since his name is Lin Su, and he is Lin Su, then of course he has to rely on himself to realize his original dream.
Blank sheet music? Newly found, Lin Su tried the timbre, then
Then I filled in the melody that I thought was very good.
TV dramas tell stories, and music also tells stories. Compared to the slow narration of TV dramas, music can bring these emotions into the ears more intuitively. Just a simple melody is enough to tell whether it is sad or happy, and by writing all the emotions in a story into it, it becomes a song.
I once had dreams, but later I became confused and lost in reality. After two ups and downs, I finally reached the end of the road. The almost silent struggle in the music made my heart sink to the bottom in an instant, but as long as life has not ended, everything will not end.
The clean sound of the piano composed its own music score. When the last note was played, Lin Su raised his fingers and wrote two words at the top: Nirvana.
In any sense, no matter to whom, he is in a state of life, and he is not afraid of hardship even if the journey is difficult.
After reading the music score, Lin Su did not stand up. Instead, he turned to a new page. Music needs inspiration, and there are actually countless big and small things in a person's life that can be told, from the growth of a germ to the love for family and country. Music can be recognized by the public and spread widely, relying on beautiful melodies and emotional resonance.
The second song by Lin Su is "The Clown".
He wanted to write, as if any melody could not be easily captured. Until the third song was finished, Lin Su glanced at his watch and found that it was getting dark.
The last time he worked so hard to compose music was before he debuted and became famous. Lin Su thought about the melodies he composed at that time. The one he was most satisfied with was called "Dream".
It was a naive and grand dream when I was young. Although the song seems to have many loopholes now, that was where the dream began.
Lin Su got up and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Logically, the hands that play musical instruments should be well maintained to avoid any injuries that affect the musical sense, but Lin Su hates the smell of takeout, and it is too early to ask the aunt for help now.
After all, it is possible that an artist with a lot of stains on his body would be sent razor blades by angry fans.
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