Become a twin loli

Chapter 2
"Then how much do you want me to help?" Cheng Yun asked.

"It needs piano accompaniment, dry voice recording, and synthesis. If possible, it would be best to make a video. Of course, it would be even better if Cheng Yun would like to help me promote it."

Ningyue looked at Cheng Yun and said with a smile, she folded her hands on her chest, her big eyes fluttered, and her attitude was as pious as a believer warming up to a fire. At this time, even the slightly repulsive technique of acting like a baby can't help but use it come out.

Too cute to die for.

"hiss……"

Taking a deep breath as if facing a formidable enemy, Cheng Yun let her brain clear for a moment.

After all, this was their first request since meeting Xueyue.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Cheng Yun thinks that Ningyue is much more cheerful than before she got sick.

If we say that in the past, it felt like a little girl reading a book alone in a cold room, but now it is like a young girl trying to walk into the sun and yearn for a bright future under the shade of trees.

She has never entered Xueyue's heart, but recently saw the dawn of the window.

Cheng Yun was about to agree, but Ning Yue couldn't wait to say: "If it's too much trouble, you can just record the song. We won't let Cheng Yun and you work for nothing. If Cheng Yun is willing to help, we promise to go to the weekend with you Comic show."

"what!"

Cheng Yun opened her mouth slightly. The matter of Manzhan was a request she made on the day Ningyue was discharged from the hospital. Of course, the purpose was to make Xueyue feel relieved, and she also made some "excessive" demands along the way, but she was severely punished. She refused, but Ning Yue suddenly brought up this matter again.

Seeing that Cheng Yun was still "hesitating", Ning Yue gritted her teeth and added another layer of weight.

"Even if you wear that dress, it's okay!"

Ningyue really went all out, just thinking about the scene where she appeared in the comic show wearing that suit, she felt ashamed for a while.

"Okay, that's it."

Who cares, there's no time for you to hurt the spring and autumn, if you like it, go straight to it, it's inevitable that Ningyue will regret it, Cheng Yun immediately makes a decision excitedly.

Seeing Cheng Yun whining, Ning Yue felt that she seemed to have done something wrong.

"Ningyue, can you let me listen to the song you wrote first?" Cheng Yun's request brought her back to reality.

"Oh, now?"

The girl was slightly dazed, so it seems that she has never sung alone in front of others, and the singing of Lv.2 is probably the ability trained in the class chorus rehearsal.

It's a little timid, what should it be? Unknown emotions reverberate in his chest, and he wants to vomit but is speechless.

"Okay."

When she said these words, Ningyue felt as relaxed as ever before. She leaned against the bookshelf, her eyes were as calm as water for a moment, and she began to prepare the prelude.

"You wait." After finishing speaking, Cheng Yun moved a small stool and sat on it like a primary school student who was listening to the class seriously. She put aside distracting thoughts and listened with full anticipation.

Immediately, in the small space, a clean singing voice without any impurities sounded.

"After many years, you came back to me."

"Unsafe, full of your eyes."

"Look at me and tell me too."

"Do you still believe in fairy tales?"

The soothing tune lingered in the room, as if telling a calm story. Seeing Ning Yue's lips parted, Cheng Yun's slightly restless heart calmed down.

The lyrics have not yet unfolded, but such a few simple words suddenly touched the string in Cheng Yun's heart.

There is no accompaniment, no gorgeous stage, just in this cramped room near noon in summer, Cheng Yun looks into Ningyue's eyes, as clear as the blue lake water in the western suburbs, the ripples in the water ripples, reflecting the figures, as if reflecting the shore The brushing willows, with a shimmer, rise there.

Bright, like the stars on a midsummer night.

Some people say that the eyes are the windows of the soul, and they are flawless and spotless, reflecting a soul as white as frost and snow.

Only girls who are so strong in the face of injustice in life and move forward will have such a heart.

"You once told me that every heart is lonely."

"Every heart is fragile and longs to be touched."

"But your heart will burn forever."

"Forever, never back down."

The tensed heartstrings suddenly beat violently at this time, and the song is born from the heart, so whether Xueyue and you will also feel lonely, and you will long for the comfort of others when you are vulnerable.

Perhaps, it is because you will always have another person to accompany you, so you will not be so lonely, you can continue to walk in this world that should be full of gloom, and you will be full of hope for the world.

So what about me?
She looks carefree every day, has enough bread, and can live the life she wants. She never has to struggle for survival like Xueyue.

And without disease and disaster, is such a life really happy?
In fact, not at all. Since I went to college, the optimist, the self who was full of whimsical ideas about the future has become what he is now.

The mother who occasionally looked solemn and yelled at her, but always silently supported her behind her back, is gone forever.

I can still remember her face when she was lying on the hospital bed, and I can still remember how many leaves were on the branches that came in from the window.

Because of blaming his father, who was devoted to his career, and trying to escape from life, he must have become like this.

Every phone call starts with wordless silence, and after a few simple sentences, it turns into an endless quarrel. Day after day, year after year, I don’t know when it will be the end.

The so-called freedom is just a poor fig leaf obtained by binding one's heart in a cage.

……

"The older you get, the more lonely you become, and the older you grow, the more restless you become."

"I have to watch the wings of my dreams being broken."

"I have to take back what I said before and ask myself, where are your innocent eyes?"

"The older you get, the more lonely you become, and the older you grow, the more restless you become."

"And had to open the parachute that protects you."

"Suddenly, I realized that the road ahead is not smooth. Could it be that this change is inevitable."

Turning to that section of confession, it suddenly turned to the climax of the song, and the soothing voice suddenly rose. Ningyue's singing skills are still immature, but her slightly ethereal voice can be at every emotional breaking point. Find the entry point in a reasonable way, which makes up for my own shortcomings.

"The older you get, the more lonely you become, and the older you grow, the more restless you become." These two sentences fell into Cheng Yun's ears just like the bells of Hanshan Temple fell into Zhang Ji's ears.

That's right, isn't the experience of these years the same? As time goes by, I inevitably grow up, but the more I grow up, the more I see and contact, the more lonely I become.

Just because I can no longer think about problems as purely as before, the more I think about it, the more I can't think about problems calmly.

The singing continued, and Ning Yue only felt that she had devoted herself to the song.Isn't Xueyue, who was originally carefree, also experiencing this kind of life, but, just like the ending of the song, their hearts are still burning.

And I, who inherited your body, will definitely make your future more exciting.

The singing stopped, and the room fell into silence again.The hot sunlight flowed into the room like pieces of gold through the gaps in the curtains, and flowed all the way to Cheng Yun's body, as if covered with a layer of tulle like cicada's wings, making the swaying moon dizzy.

"Sister Cheng Yun, why are your eyes red?"

"Ah!" Cheng Yun was stunned for a while, then took a breath immediately, and put on a smile, "Ningyue, your song is so well written, it reminds me of some past events, and unconsciously Emotionally invested."

"really?"

Ning Yue's eyes are bright, you can sing without skill, but if your emotions can infect other people, then this song has been successful.

This song was one of the girl's favorite songs in her previous life, and she deliberately memorized its notation, which is why Ning Yue was able to perform it completely.

"What's the name of the song?"

"more grown, more lonely!"

"It's really a good name."

(End of this chapter)