Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

The afternoon sun.

Through the gaps in the blinds.

Scattered on the hospital bed like slices of bread.

Xu Qing is holding a guitar.

Although she was wearing a hospital gown.

Although her face was still a little pale.

But the moment his fingers touched the strings.

That decadent yet captivating sense of brokenness.

Fill up directly.

Luo Qianyu sat beside her.

I moved a small stool over.

Like an obedient elementary school student.

He rested his chin on his hands.

She stared at him without blinking.

The mask covered half of her face.

Only her peach blossom eyes were visible.

It's full of anticipation.

There was also a subtle, almost imperceptible tension.

Xu Qing did not start singing immediately.

He's making a plan.

There are many songs in the system repository.

But he chose this one.

Wang Yanwei's "Leave My Dependence".

Because of every single word in this song.

They all seem to have been written specifically to scold this silly rabbit awake.

The prelude begins.

Simple strumming.

There are no fancy techniques involved.

Only the most basic acoustic guitar sound.

In short.

neat.

It also carried an indescribable sense of desolation.

Xu Qing spoke up.

His voice still carried the hoarseness of someone recovering from a serious illness.

Like a pearl polished on sandpaper.

"I can't describe your features, but I can see your appearance."

"The beauty before my eyes has been washed away by the wind and rain."

"The sky is getting dark. What an unfamiliar sentence."

"Look at me as I speak, and I'll cover my eyes."

"It feels like you're right beside me."

Luo Qianyu's fingers gripped her knees tightly.

The first sentence.

That hit her weak spot.

three years ago.

During that long period of online dating.

She never actually described her own features.

He had never seen what she looked like.

They were like two hedgehogs trying to keep warm in the dark.

The only way to confirm someone's presence is by their voice.

Xu Qing didn't look at her.

He kept his head down.

Watching the strings vibrate.

It was as if they were immersed in their own world.

When you stopped responding, I didn't have time to express my unease.

"It's a bit chaotic, a bit slow."

"I just discovered that the promise was a lie."

"You've fallen, and I can only watch from the sidelines."

When these lyrics are sung...

Xu Qing's fingers swept heavily across the strings.

It made a "clanging" sound.

It looks like a severed nerve.

Luo Qianyu's eyes instantly reddened.

Promises are lies.

Yes.

She had promised to go to the sea with him.

She had promised to accompany him back to his hometown.

She promised to have his babies.

Finally?

All that remained for him was the chilling news of his death.

And a horrific lie about a body riddled with sores.

He could only watch from the sidelines.

To witness her "death".

Watching one's own world collapse.

This feeling of powerlessness.

Xu Qing sang it in a bloody way.

Luo Qianyu felt a little short of breath.

The inside of the mask was full of hot, humid moisture.

Tears rolled down the cheeks.

The fabric was soaked.

Slimy.

feeling bad.

But she didn't dare to wipe it.

I'm afraid to wipe it.

It completely collapsed.

Xu Qing's voice continued.

The pitch was raised.

It carries a heart-wrenching accusation.

"I love you more and more, and whether we love each other or not has become a burden for us."

"I want to leave this world cleanly, from my dependence."

"Every word of your criticism is the price of my existence."

"They didn't want me to panic, so they blamed me."

"The sky is getting dark again."

Isn't this the story from that script?

In order not to drag the other party down.

They deliberately said hurtful things.

Intentionally creating a misunderstanding.

They thought this was love.

In fact, this became the biggest burden for the two of them.

Love has become a burden.

How ironic.

How tragic.

Luo Qianyu could no longer hold back.

She buried her head in her knees.

His shoulders shrugged violently.

A suppressed sob escaped from his throat.

It looked like a wounded little animal.

Xu Qing heard the crying.

But he didn't stop.

At times like this.

Stopping means all our efforts will be in vain.

She has to feel pain.

Heartbreaking.

Only then can all that old pus and blood be squeezed out.

"How many nights I endured pain, you told me not to come back."

"I struggle to look at your face, how can my weary heart find peace?"

"I didn't even have time to express my unease..."

These few sentences.

Xu Qing sang with extreme gentleness.

It was like a whisper between lovers.

It was like a sigh in the dead of night.

Those nights three years ago.

Is she undergoing chemotherapy?

Is she suffering from the pain of treatment?

Although it was a lie.

But in Xu Qing's imagination...

That image remains so vivid it breaks my heart.

Even if you know she's faking it.

Even knowing that she is doing well now.

But that kind of heartache that transcends time and space.

It's still true.

The music gradually stopped.

The last note.

I lingered in the empty hospital room for a long time.

Xu Qing pressed down on the strings.

Raise your head.

Looking at that figure huddled up in a ball.

He sighed.

"The song is finished."

He said it casually.

Luo Qianyu did not look up.

She's still crying.

She was crying so hard her whole body was trembling.

Xu Qing didn't urge her.

Just watch quietly like this.

A while later.

Luo Qianyu slowly raised her head.

Her eyes were swollen like peaches.

The mask was soaked with sweat.

Stick it on your face.

It revealed a disheveled silhouette.

"This song..."

She spoke through sobs.

His voice was so hoarse it was unrecognizable.

"Give this to your friend."

Xu Qing interrupted her.

Put the guitar aside.

I picked up the water glass and took a sip.

Tell that director.

"This song is called 'Leave My Dependence'."

"If he doesn't use it."

"That means he's blind."

Luo Qianyu sniffed.

He nodded vigorously.

"it is good."

"How much?"

She asked instinctively.

This is the rule in the entertainment industry.

You have to pay to buy songs.

And it's a lot of money.

Given Xu Qing's current net worth.

This song.

It starts at at least a million.

Xu Qing raised an eyebrow.

Looking at her silly expression.

Can't help but laugh.

"money?"

Do you think I'm short of money?

Also.

He is now a renowned online novelist known as "Qingyu".

The royalties alone are enough to live on for several lifetimes.

And the download volume of the song "囍" recently.

This also made him a fortune.

"What do you want?"

Luo Qianyu asked.

There was a hint of wariness in his eyes.

That bastard.

Every time it's free.

They want everything, which is even more outrageous.

Xu Qing pointed to her lips.

A mischievous glint in his eyes.

Like a wolf eyeing its prey.

"I want interest."

"A kiss."

"This song is yours."

"Or rather."

"It belongs to your friend."

Luo Qianyu was stunned.

Her face turned bright red instantly.

Even with a mask on.

You can also feel the scalding temperature.

This……

This is extortion.

This is blatant extortion.

"no."

"This is a hospital."

"Someone will see it."

She hurriedly refused.

His eyes darted around.

They were afraid that a group of people would suddenly rush in through the door.

Xu Qing shrugged.

He looked completely indifferent.

"Never mind then."

"I'll keep this song and release it on my own album."

"Let your friend continue worrying."

talking.

He pretended to reach for the guitar.

"Don't!"

Luo Qianyu was getting anxious.

She grabbed his hand.

This song is perfect for that script.

They're practically soulmates.

If you miss it.

The director will definitely kill her.

and.

She herself couldn't bear to part with it.

Every single lyric in this song.

These were all confessions of love from Xu Qing to her.

It is also a farewell to the past.

She wanted it.

I really want it.

Xu Qing looked at her hand, which was pressed against the back of her hand.

A triumphant smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Have you thought it through?"

"This is an exclusive license."

"After passing this village."

"Don't cry when prices go up."

Luo Qianyu gritted her teeth.

I glanced at the tightly closed door.

I glanced at the curtains again.

It was pulled up very tightly.

I hope... everything is alright.

Just for a moment.

Just a kiss.

Anyway, he's a patient.

They wouldn't do anything more outrageous.

She took a deep breath.

It's like they've made some major decision.

Slowly stand up.

I walked to the bedside.

His hand trembled slightly as he reached behind his ear.

I took off that annoying mask.

Her stunningly beautiful face was revealed.

There were still wet tear stains on it.

She looked pitiful.

Just for a moment.

She said in a low voice.

It was as if he was trying to bolster his courage.

Xu Qing didn't say anything.

He simply closed his eyes.

He tilted his head back slightly.

It looked like it was ready for anyone to pick.

Luo Qianyu's heart pounded wildly.

She slowly moved closer.

That's the scent of gardenias coming from nearby.

It was the taste she had been longing for day and night.