"How is it? Can it be used? Is there anything that needs to be changed?" Cheng Yudie asked curiously.
"No, it's very well written."
Wen He, after reading the lyrics, was clearly a little dazed.
Cheng Yudie had secretly written another song for Wen He at some point.
However, these lyrics were no longer a simple hint to Wen He, but a direct and clear declaration.
"Do you want to sing this song with your voice?" Wen He asked.
"If possible..." She nodded a little shyly.
If possible, she would rather sing it to Wen He herself.
But she didn't have the talent for it.
"I was wondering if I could use it as the first song of this concert?" he asked again.
"Of course."
"What's the name of this song?"
"It's called 'The Sorrow of Klein Blue Night,'" she said.
Wen He silently memorized the name of this song.
After a few long days of waiting.
The exciting moment finally arrived!
The venue for Wen He's highly anticipated second concert had been meticulously decorated by the director.
It appeared before everyone's eyes like a dreamlike palace of music.
Those who were fortunate enough to grab precious tickets each had a happy and excited smile on their faces, and they entered the venue one after another.
Each of them held a glittering cheering stick tightly in their hands.
As if it were a torch illuminating the road to their dreams.
They were full of joy and anticipation, hoping that Wen He would make a stunning appearance.
[My biggest dream in this life is to see Wen He's concert live, I didn't expect to actually win!]
[I'm really looking forward to what kind of songs Wen He will sing today! I hope there will be both depressing and healing ones.]
[Whenever I think about Wen He having a terminal illness, I feel so sad that I want to cry...]
[I remember that it seems like only a week or so has passed since the last concert ended. Wen He is starting the second concert so quickly, I'm afraid his days are really numbered...]
[He clearly doesn't have long to live, but instead of enjoying the world more, he keeps singing non-stop, just to leave us with as much as possible before his life comes to an end...]
Thinking of Wen He's past tragic experiences and what he is doing now.
A strong sense of sadness enveloped them.
When all the audience members were seated in the audience.
The entire venue instantly went dark.
As a beam of light descended from the sky and landed on the magnificent stage.
A familiar figure appeared before everyone's eyes.
The moment Wen He appeared...
The entire venue was like a fire had been lit, and it instantly boiled over.
Cheers and screams rose one after another, resounding through the sky.
Countless cheering sticks waved in the crowd, and the faint light they emitted gathered together, like twinkling stars, decorating the entire venue like a dream.
"Welcome everyone to my concert."
"The first song I'll be bringing to you today is called 'The Sorrow of Klein Blue Night.'"
(The Sorrow of Klein Blue Night - Lan Xinyu)
After speaking, the accompaniment followed closely.
Wen He's introduction today was shorter than usual.
So short that it could even be missed if one wasn't paying attention.
He didn't know how to explain Cheng Yudie's existence to the audience.
He was already a dying man and couldn't accompany Cheng Yudie for a lifetime.
After Wen He's death, she still had a very long road to walk.
Wen He didn't dare to make her existence public.
Afraid that she would be disliked by others in the future.
But the existence of this song made Wen He's heart waver.
"The dusk falls into the abyss ~"
"Open to a place where no one is ~"
"Listening to the sea at night ~"
"Should be spinning with the wind ~"
"Arms gently spread open ~"
Wen He used Cheng Yudie's voice.
Gently singing this song given to him.
At this moment...
He is both the singer and the listener.
He seemed to see Cheng Yudie going to the beach alone after Wen He left.
She looked at the brilliant sunset like Wen He, stepping into the abyss step by step.
Until the light dissipated and night fell.
The waves gently caressed the beach, and the sea breeze blew in her face.
She slowly spread her arms.
Embracing the wind, embracing you.
Just like the sentence Wen He once sang.
— "I blew the evening breeze you blew, so can we be considered to be embracing."
Wen He looked at Cheng Yudie from afar.
Watching her standing there alone.
"The sorrow of Klein Blue ~"
"Borrowing redemption to punish."
"Seemingly unharmed ~"
"No one said he had been here ~"
"Leaving each other tacitly ~"
The audience seemed to be drawn by Wen He's heavenly singing.
They couldn't help but gently wave the blue glow sticks in their hands.
Each blue light represented an audience's love and support for Wen He.
These blue lights flickered and swayed in the darkness, intertwined and converged into a dreamlike Klein blue ocean.
Looking from a distance, it was like a turbulent and undulating sea.
Waves of waves kept surging forward.
The scenes in the song came to life before their eyes.
Everything Wen He saw from the song, the audience also felt in their hearts.
[The meaning of Klein Blue in love is pure love, love without impurities. This song... is someone's confession to Wen He, right?]
[But the full name of this song is 'The Sorrow of Klein Blue Night', plus Wen He's current not-so-optimistic physical condition, alas...]
[Wen He has been so popular for so long, there is only one song that, although it came from Wen He's mouth, was given to Wen He by someone else, and only that song's lyricist is not Wen He himself, but Cheng Yudie.]
[The first time Cheng Yudie appeared in my sight was as the lyricist of 'The Light Chaser', the second time was when Wen He was publicly humiliated by his parents, she stood firmly in front of Wen He and confronted his parents, and the third time was the video of her, Wen He and Xiao Huang traveling in the north. Wen He must also like her...]
[If this is really the case, this relationship is destined to be a regret...]
Sensitive viewers easily judged the general situation of this song.
Because in the picture of this song.
There is only a lonely girl.
She overlooks the sea and embraces the sea breeze.
It seems that only in this way can her inner loneliness be alleviated.
At this moment...
Her gentle voice came with the wind.
"Shaking memories accompany lonely dance ~"
"Don't imprint, don't expose, don't ask for help ~"
"Some kind of silence stretches longing to capture ~"
"If it is fog, why do eyes have dew ~"
