Daughter Said: It's A Shame To Have A Father Like Me

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This is the 034 house in the 12th building in the Baijia District in the outer suburbs.

Xiao Shuying can only play with her mobile phone for ten minutes a day, so she only chats with the netizen named [Chengnan Flower Has Bloomed] on the song forum.

They told each other their identities.

He is a bone cancer patient.

She is Xiao Shuying,

The patient said that he admired her very much and liked listening to her seabed, which made Xiao Shuying inexplicably happy, and she also encouraged him to recuperate.

Until one day, the patient sent a message that it was a picture of a needle placed in a vein in the arm.

[I may be dying, can you create a piece of pure music in my name? ]

Looking at the picture, Xiao Shuying fell silent. For the first time, she felt the meaning of the word "impermanence of life", and she responded.

And this moment,

Anyone who watched the barrage knew it.

This little Shuying's heart has the seeds of rising,

She at least knew what music was for.

And the picture continues,

And this moment,

Xiao Shuying received the voice from [Chengnan Flower Has Bloomed], which was the vocabulary he hummed,

[I hope, it's this tune]

Quiet,

All should be silent, no more noise,

Xiao Shuying was a little nervous, and excitedly opened up,

She was not confident in herself at this moment, she was worried that she would be sorry for this person's pre-death entrustment, but until that person's voice sounded,

Very hoarse and ethereal, as if he was in the open air, humming softly to the phone,

like a neutral tone,

[March door closure snow]

【Chengnan Tiandi Bai】

The prelude humming appeared, the voice was like the wind in early winter, blowing a young boy alone, his voice was hoarse, desolate and lonely, with a hoarse echo,

A picture appeared in front of Xiao Shuying's eyes,

A patient is lying in bed, looking out the window, he is still very young, he does not want to die,

He has many dreams, he wants to see the south of the city, to see the flowers bloom,

But this can only be turned into this song, dissipated with the wind.

It's just that probably no one will remember that in these bitter cold and lonely years, there is such a young man, mumbling a monologue.

Xiao Shuying closed her eyes and entered into her emotions.

The singing continued,

That person was posting paragraph after paragraph...

【Remnant flowers fall at night】

【Weeds buried in snow】

【Xue Shen is still affectionate】

【Chun Yuan can finally come】

When these four sentences strike,

call.

She listened, Xiao Shuying's eyes were full of tears for the first time,

That voice is full of youthful feeling, extremely sad, clear, so clear that people can't forget it,

But it is because he is too young, filled with that faint sadness, the breath of new life that is close to death, which makes the lonely and cold melody to the extreme.

In Xiao Shuying's mind,

She can clearly see that a young boy, looking at this vast world, said in a mournful voice, I haven't bloomed yet, others haven't seen the light I radiate, I'm still a white dove in a cage,

He was not annoyed, but only sighed at the elegiac couplet of the impermanence of fate.

But more and more, let the singing cry to the extreme.

"Thank you!"

"I know what music means!"

"I hear the melody, I know the melody!"

At this moment, Xiao Shuying wiped away her tears, and she couldn't help but hear the mournful melody in her mind now.

And Xiao Shuying's friend, the patient named [Chengnan Flower Has Bloomed], is still posting,

in this dark night,

Under this moonlight,

Xiao Shuying abandoned her worries about the strength of the piano, leaving behind a firm and extraordinary light,

Because now, that person's voice is so beautiful.

roared,

Clarity is sad.

【May you always be well】

[Chengnan flowers have opened]

【what...】

Have you ever heard sadness, or the sound of a needle falling on the ground, a very light sadness, because what that person experienced made even the bones feel cold,

It was under this kind of thought that Xiao Shuying opened up her piano talent.

The previous tension disappeared, and only the inner firmness was left.

This is the first playback perspective,

In the bedroom, the little girl holding a flip phone, listening with fascination, and her eyes becoming more and more determined,

No one would have thought that because of a patient's humming, she embarked on the path of a piano artist...

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