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Chapter 1099 The Lost Youth

The past cannot be recalled, it is like a dream, it is like smoke, it is ethereal and there is no trace, which makes people feel infinitely moved!
Whether it's the innocent emotion when I was young, or the dream buried deep in people's hearts, it is difficult to pass through the ravages of time, and it is hard to bear the wear and tear of human affairs. If it wasn't mentioned by this song, many people would not want to touch the emotions that they once had in their hearts.

Even when many people heard this song, an inexplicable emotion rose in their hearts. It seemed that the scars they left in their hearts were torn apart by blood, but what flowed out was not blood. It's their inner fear!
The uneasiness in my heart, the hesitation in my heart, were torn out!

Even when the hair is graying, maybe some things in the heart can calm down and face it calmly, otherwise many people would not want to face the vows they made but never realized, or even forgotten!

At this moment, either ashamed or annoyed, there was an extremely oppressive atmosphere in the live studio hall. Some people's breathing became short because of this, and guilt or guilt flashed in some people's eyes. It was infinite regret, and of course some people showed anger because of it. They were either themselves or others who had failed the oath they had made.

Of course, in the process of pursuing their dreams, some people shrink back for one reason or another, which has become a deep regret now. At this moment, the singing has stirred up their thoughts, and it naturally brings them deep anxiety!
Just when the thoughts of many people were aroused by the information conveyed by the singing and the emotions they incorporated, making them already a little restless and unable to suppress the irritability in their hearts, Li Minghui's overflowing tone finally became stable. It fell to the ground, as if there was a big stone in everyone's heart, and it fell to the ground!
And at this moment, Li Minghui raised his head high, took a few deep breaths, and in the astonished eyes of countless audiences, suddenly paused for a full ten seconds——

He suddenly seemed to be gnashing his teeth, and uttered two heavy voices. These two voices were so heavy that many audience members were dumbfounded. Under the unexpected stress, it seemed that their hearts were being beaten by a big drum All of a sudden, I was shocked!
"youth-!!!"

"It's like a rushing river, if you don't come back, you don't have time to say goodbye, only the numb me is left without the blood of the past——

Look at the flowers falling all over the sky, withering at the most beautiful moment, who will remember that she has been here in this world..."

If it is said that because of the previous prelude, the dusty memories in the mind have been activated for a long time, and the audience who recalled the past are still struggling between reality and ideals!
So at this moment, Li Minghui's high-pitched, non-stop singing voice is mercilessly pointing out the reality, almost piercing through people at once, and many people are completely powerless all of a sudden, sitting heavily in chairs , his eyes were dull and lax, and he remained silent for a long time...

"In the blink of an eye, so many years of joys and sorrows have passed, the young people who once aspired to be in the four directions envied the Yan who flew south, and the figures of their respective careers gradually drifted away. Where is the future ordinary... ah... who will give me the answer...

The audience seemed to be numb at this moment. They were completely defeated by the singing one after another. They could only let Li Minghui's singing control their emotions, and follow Li Minghui to evoke more memories and more sentimental , the uncontrollable sadness and helplessness, accompanied by the sound of the guitar, wandering in the infinite memories, all kinds of emotions, accompanied by Li Minghui's voice, just surged magnificently and wantonly in the chest...

"People who accompanied me at that time, where are you now, people I once loved, what are you like now?

Has the original wish come true?Do we have to pay homage now?Let the years dry up and ideals will never find the real me——

Looking up at the sky full of stars, the star that accompanied me at that time, do you still remember the story here...

Life is like a ruthless carving knife, changing our appearance, will it wither before it blooms, I have a dream—”

Li Minghui's singing voice suddenly became high-pitched, as if it was like a sharp knife, directly piercing into the hearts of all the audience. At this moment, he was like a ghost messenger urging his life, and his hasty singing voice did not stop at all. What's more, there is no buffer at all.

It is also like a clarion call to charge forward, carrying some kind of inexplicable mission, hurried and high-spirited, without a quarter of an hour's rest, this long section of lyrics, one sentence after another, one after another, continuous hammering, even It was a heavy blow to the hearts of the audience. The meaning and emotion in the lyrics seemed to be no longer euphemistic, but had become unscrupulous. It seemed that there were roars coming from the ears. The sharpest, most direct, most simple and rude language is torturing the hearts of the audience and whipping them directly. What about your dreams...

Pictures that had been abandoned by them all of a sudden appeared vividly and vividly in front of their eyes, as if they were clearly visible yesterday, and their hearts couldn't help but appear in their hearts. The choice, the memory is clearly visible, there is such a clear memory in front of the eyes, some audiences are already a little bit overwhelmed, and some are a little restless. Their expressions are full of pain at this moment, and many of them closed their eyes even more powerlessly. , it seems that as long as you close your eyes, you won't see Li Minghui sitting in the corner of the stage, with his incomparably sharp eyes, and hear his inner voice of torture!
It's just that no matter how they try to avoid it, it's all futile, the singing just passes through their hearts so clearly, and those things that can't be forgotten, or things that they have consciously forgotten long ago, are just so clear Clearly and clearly emerged, and I can no longer forget it!
Many people's brains are completely blank, and their breathing is rapid. They feel that they are about to suffocate in pain, their thoughts are constantly wandering, hovering between ideals and reality, and they are constantly colliding fiercely. can't stop......

And when Li Minghui sang again and the part of the chorus sounded, some audience members were already full of powerlessness. The shocking impact on their hearts, many people's faces were covered with tears, their eyes were filled with tears, and they let the tears flow vertically and horizontally on their faces...

"Youth is like a torrent of rivers, once it is gone and never comes back, there is no time to say goodbye, only the numb me is left without the blood of the past...

Look at the floating flowers all over the sky, withering at the most beautiful moment... Has the original wish come true?Do we have to pay homage now?Let the ideals dry up for years and never find the real me...Do you still remember the story here..."

At this moment, it seems that there is nothing else in the whole world, only the voice of Li Minghui, full of the voice of the ruler, resounding unscrupulously in this empty but full of people's studio hall, the whole world seems to be quiet , afraid of disturbing his singing...

It seemed like a second, or a century, before Li Minghui's voice finally weakened slowly. The high-pitched marching song gradually faded, and it seemed to be a voice, murmuring in his ears: "...if there is a tomorrow to bless your dear..."

At this moment, in the backstage, in the players' resting area, Li Qianyao looked at the broadcasting screen, covered her mouth, her face trembled slightly, her eyes were red, and she seemed to hear the audience crying...

And she herself was crying like a tearful person, as if she also had such a memory, a memory that she didn't want to be mentioned...

In the live studio hall, on the stage, the neon lights had already dimmed, and there was only a faint light hitting Li Minghui, who was holding a guitar in his hand, wearing jeans and a plaid shirt.

At the scene at this moment, the tears of countless people have not yet dried up, and many people have red eye circles. Even Su Ling, the least inexperienced girl, has red eye circles at this moment, and her cousin Su Qi, who is beside her, has been crying for a long time. Eyes are red and swollen...

Li Minghui's heart is also constantly ups and downs. His heart is definitely not as calm as it seems on the surface. In the previous years, the life of Bei Piao, and the previous college days, all carried his youthful memories and His most beautiful and pure relationship, of course, all of this, after graduating from university, broke like glass!
In the days of Bei Piao, whenever the night was quiet, I could only use the most ignorant and vulgar things to play over and over again to numb myself...

The previous him, even if he didn't get the rest, the ups and downs of more than twenty years emerged from the depths of his memory irresistibly.

Those emotions that have been accumulated for many years include helplessness and frustration at the prospect of no future, indignation and resentment at the injustice of the world, and more guilt and apology for his family... Accompanied by pictures in his mind that he has not thought of for a long time , come in droves.

He clearly remembered the reason why he didn't go home during those days when he was drifting north, because he was willing to stay in the imperial capital with a salary that was considered cheap by many people. What is the reason? He is escaping, he is escaping from his own heart.

Otherwise, when he returned to his hometown, he could fare much better, but...

He closed his eyes, unwilling to open them for a long time, his face looked indifferent, but when he opened his eyes, a tear fell across the corner of his eyes...

(End of this chapter)