Chapter 143 Are you still happy?
In Hu Ningwei's bedroom.
Her roommate watched Xu Xiyu agree to sing the "family-themed" song without hesitation.
An indescribable feeling of pleasure and excitement arose spontaneously.
This is a live broadcast room with 8.5 million people. With so many people in the live broadcast room, Hu Ningwei’s song will be responded to by Xu Xiyu’s.
This makes the roommates feel more dignified.
Yes, although she is not the one who requested the song, this does not prevent her from being "honorable", just like many people usually brag and say "I know so and so".
My roommate also had the same mentality at this time.
In this state of mind, she became extremely excited. She excitedly pulled Hu Ningwei's arm and said, "It has to be you, Ning Wei. If he asks, he will sing. This is too embarrassing."
Hearing this, Hu Ningwei just said "hmm" lightly without saying anything else. She didn't want to chat now, she just wanted to wait for Xu Xiyu to start singing.
But the roommate obviously couldn't stop.
She said again: "By the way, have you gained a lot of fans in your songyinhao?"
"I don't know."
"Let me take a look." The roommate said and clicked on Hu Ningwei's homepage on her mobile phone.
Then, a burst of laughter immediately rang out in the dormitory, and the roommate laughed and said: "Ning Wei, 370,000 followers, your Suoyin account has gained 370,000 followers without doing anything!! You are popular, hahaha Haha.”
"..." Hu Ningwei was a little irritated by the laughter.
But her upbringing prevented her from getting angry at her roommates.
Because her roommate didn’t know why she wanted to listen to family-themed songs, she never talked about her family situation in front of outsiders.
If her roommate knew that her parents were gone, she would definitely not be so happy or laughing so much now.
Thinking of this, she could only say calmly: "Since you have ordered the song, let's listen to it quietly."
As soon as these words came out, the roommate stopped talking, but she was still holding a mobile phone and was overjoyed.
To be honest, she was not in the mood to listen to music right now. She was only thinking about whether she should take advantage of this opportunity to use Hu Ningwei's account with 370,000 followers to create some kind of sister blogger account with Hu Ningwei.
Who hasn’t dreamed of becoming famous?
Just when she was thinking this, Xu Xiyu in the live broadcast room played the accompaniment for a while, and after finding the feeling, she finally started singing.
"Sunrise and sunset, deeper and deeper~~
A small square table with meat and vegetables~~
A figure is busy calmly~~
A pair of hands makes this time warm~~
…”
Anyone who has listened to "One Meat and One Vegetable" should know that this song was written by Mao Buyi to his late mother.
However, Xu Xiyu did not understand the creative background of "One Meat and One Vegetable" when he first listened to it. He has never heard of the lullaby "The Moon Is Bright and the Wind Is Quiet", a Northeastern minor tune.
But that didn't stop him from bursting into tears at the speed of light when he first listened to the song.
A good piece of music is like this, always able to hit the listener's heart with sincere emotions. There is no need to have the same experience as the singer, and there is no need to explain the connotation of the lyrics in advance.
The content expressed in the music alone is enough.
Because people can empathize and associate, they can be infected.
Just like many people have never been in love, but they are still moved beyond measure by some love stories.
It’s better to know some background stories, but it doesn’t actually matter if you don’t know them.
In the live broadcast room, the barrages in the comment area continued to roll like a tide.
And Xu Xiyu's singing was like a tidal wave, directly entering the minds of all the listeners.
A clear and warm picture appeared before the eyes of all listeners.
Who is that calm figure from behind?
Whose are those hands that make time warm?
Is it mom?
Is it dad?
Are they grandparents?
Or grandparents?
Different listeners feel different things.
However, Hu Ningwei's roommate was still not in the mood. After listening to this paragraph, she immediately shook her head and commented with a smile: "It's very graphic."
Her words received no response from Hu Ningwei, who just wanted to listen to the song quietly.
"A person who is too young is always dissatisfied~~~
Stubborn and unwilling to stop traveling~~
Looking at the high sky, I walked a long way~~
I forgot to look back to see if she was crying~~
…”
After another verse of the main song was finished, Hu Ningwei instinctively glanced at the roommate next to her. If she kept chattering, Hu Ningwei would shut her up regardless of her feelings.
But what surprised her was that after listening to this paragraph, the roommate who was holding her cell phone and laughing and joking slowly turned her eyes from her cell phone to Hu Ningwei's cell phone that was live broadcasting.
Not only that, the smile on her face and the excitement in her body were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the dormitory, the only sound left was Xu Xiyu's singing coming from the speaker of the mobile phone.
"The moon is bright and the wind is light~~
But you are knocking on my window lattice~~
Don’t worry after hearing this~~
Actually I'm doing okay~~
..." Numbness, soreness.
As soon as this section came out, especially the line "Actually, I'm doing okay", my roommate had no intention of listening to the song at all.
I just felt a sour feeling from my tailbone to the sky, and finally gathered at the tip of my nose and eye sockets.
Her hand began to reach her mouth unconsciously, and her eyes began to blink uncontrollably due to the sourness.
As for Hu Ningwei, she stared blankly at Xu Xiyu who was playing and singing on her phone.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that when Xu Xiyu sang this song, he had the same emotions as her, or even her brother.
She didn't understand why Xu Xiyu had such emotions.
Because Hu Ningwei clearly remembered that Xu Xiyu's parents were still alive.
He is obviously different from me, but why do I think he is the same as me?
"The moon is bright and the wind is light~~
Have you ever been in my dream?
You must have been too careful when you came~~
You know I sleep lightly~~”
Sometimes, emotions are fleeting.
As soon as this paragraph comes out. Hu Ningwei felt as if the air in the dormitory was suddenly sucked out by an unknown force.
The throat is blocked and breathing becomes difficult. This made her instinctively take a quick breath, and then spit it out with a "huh~~".
It was during the process of exhaling that her vision began to blur uncontrollably.
Speaking of which, she always felt that she was quite heartless.
She was born after her parents had an unexpected pregnancy, otherwise she wouldn't be 12 years older than Hu Ningtian.
It was this accident that made her parents, brother, grandparents, and grandparents all regard her as a gift from God to their family.
It is not an exaggeration to say that "we regard it as a treasure, hold it in the palm of your hand for fear of falling, and hold it in your mouth for fear of melting."
Now, her parents are gone, her grandparents are gone, and her grandma is gone too.
But Hu Ningwei had never dreamed about them in recent years, which made her always wonder if it was her own problem and whether she had forgotten them.
Every time she thought of this, she would blame herself very much, because these people were really nice to her.
But today, she heard another explanation from Xu Xiyu.
This explanation made her emotions like a flood that broke through a dam, and turned into concrete tears welling up in her eyes. She had to endure it again and again before she made a sound.
But there were bursts of sobs in her ears.
The roommate who was so happy just now is no longer happy at all. She huddled on the chair and hugged her legs, crying and feeling a little helpless for no reason.
Accompanying her sobbing was the sound of the harmonica coming from the speaker of the mobile phone. Xu Xiyu did not play the interlude on the guitar.
Instead, he picked up the harmonica lying next to him and played the melody of "The Moon is Bright and the Wind is Quiet", a famous lullaby from the Northeast on earth.
This is what he learned specifically after listening to "One Meat and One Vegetable".
I originally planned to play it to the child when I have a child to coax him to sleep.
Xu Xiyu still remembers that when her parents heard her playing this, they said she was so careless and didn't know when she would get married and have children, and even pretended to practice lullabies.
My parents’ “teasing” is still vivid in my mind.
Xu Xiyu even remembered that he himself vowed to make them happy, saying that he would bring a girlfriend back during the Chinese New Year and try to have two of them in three years.
It’s okay now, don’t even think about your girlfriend.
Don’t even think about holding two of them for three years.
He traveled through time himself.
If nothing else, we will never see him again.
Thinking of this, Xu Xiyu's playing was messed up, and a tear suddenly fell out of his eye, hitting the bright silver harmonica.
For the first time, he hoped that life would give him another "accident".
The nasal cavity becomes congested and breathing becomes difficult.
He couldn't finish playing the harmonica, so he had to put down the harmonica and play the guitar again, and the singing slowly flowed out of his mouth again.
This time, with the blessing of emotion, he sang more movingly than before.
(End of chapter)