Night falls, the moonlight shines like silver, illuminating every leaf in the forest and casting dappled shadows on the ground through the gaps in the leaves.
The cold autumn wind blew through the woods, ruffled Wen He's hair, and also caught his eye.
"Cough cough..."
Looking at the blood-stained tissue in her hand, Wen He felt no emotion whatsoever.
More painful than this was the intense pain all over his body.
It's like countless ants gnawing at your bone marrow.
He grimaced in pain, cold sweat pouring down his face.
A chill, emanating from within, gradually spread throughout the body.
Exhausted and in pain, lonely and cold.
Like a long, dark night.
After the pain subsided, Wen He felt only...
In this life,
Isn't this a bit too much suffering?
He didn't want to die; he wanted to live, to see more of the world, and to eat more delicious food he'd never tried before.
But...
Living is so tiring, so tiring.
There's always work to be done, and I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open.
There was also a persistent cough and pain all over the body.
Even when a ray of light finally shines upon him, it is cruelly taken away.
If there is an afterlife, he never wants to come back to this world.
Wen He walked numbly down the street, finally stopping in front of a beggar.
I originally wanted to give Cheng Yudie a gift before leaving.
But his mother's words lingered in his mind like a demonic chant.
Wen He, who was deeply insecure, knew perfectly well that there was absolutely no possibility between her and Cheng Yudie.
He had never even entertained the idea of fantasizing about it; it was an unattainable dream for him.
Perhaps the best gift Wen He could give her was to stay away from her.
after all……
He has never been blessed by Lady Luck.
Wen He took out all her savings, 323.5 yuan, and put it all into the beggar's bowl.
The beggar, who was in his seventies, had never received such a large sum of money before.
He paused, and when he looked up, he only saw a figure gradually receding into the distance.
Before we knew it...
Wen He had already entered the deep mountains.
Feel the tranquility and harmony of the forest.
Wen He took out his phone, preparing to record the last song of his life.
He wanted to sing a warm and cheerful song, but he just couldn't feel happy.
After much deliberation, Wen He ultimately chose a relatively peaceful option.
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[Come quick, everyone! Wen He has released yet another new song! Let's guess whether it's healing or depressing!]
Judging from the song title "Like a Fish," I guess it might be about healing, like swimming freely in the vast ocean like a fish, and fish only have a seven-second memory, allowing them to forget all the unpleasant things.
(Like a fish - Wang Erlang)
[I don't care if it's therapeutic or depressing, I'll just cry! My tear ducts are incredibly sensitive now; the slightest touch and I'll burst into tears! I'll cry my heart out! I'll cry until the end of time! I'll cry until the seas dry up and the rocks crumble! Hahahaha!!!]
Another one has gone mad, hurry up and take them away.
Wen He's continued popularity ensures that his new song will never be unpopular.
People now completely trust Wenhe, and they're already popping champagne halfway through the event before the music even starts.
The intro to this song is in Wen He's usual style.
Gentle, calm, and with a touch of loneliness and sadness...
Almost every one of his songs is like that.
"This is a simple song~"
"Nothing special about it~"
Try to put yourself in my shoes~
"It's so childish~"
Like a naughty child~
Wen He's voice gradually came through the video.
The sadness revealed beneath the calm immediately captivated everyone.
Almost every video he posts is uninteresting, consisting of only a very ordinary scene.
It's either the rising sun, the moonlight, or the surface of a lake...
In short, these are things that almost everyone can easily access.
But in this fast-paced era, few people can calm down and observe the beauty in life anymore.
Normally, if Wen He's video were shown, they wouldn't even linger for a second; they would just scroll past it.
Such a simple video, devoid of any technical sophistication, perfectly complements Wen He's song.
[This is really spicy! The initial notes are so depressing, I hope you're all mentally prepared.]
Compared to Wen He's previous two melancholic anthems, this one has a different flavor, like a helpless calm after a struggle.
Yes, the first two songs were so incredibly depressing, they pierced right to the heart, leaving me numb after listening.
I think we shouldn't speak so definitively. Who knows if this is just the calm before the storm? I'm afraid they might unleash something really big later.
They were all well-prepared for Wen He's new song.
but……
It seems that it never works.
"What a ridiculous thought~"
"Only I'm still holding on~"
Who can see through my eyes?
"So that I may no longer be blind."
The restless people gradually calmed down, and they were all immersed in Wen He's singing.
Everyone is good at pretending, yet they contradictorily hope that someone can truly see through their disguise.
Being good at disguising oneself is for the purpose of protecting oneself, and also for protecting others.
Because only they themselves know how much negative energy they carry within them.
In order not to pass on these bad feelings, I can only force a smile and pretend to be magnanimous.
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