That way, I would be desperate. As long as I see her smiling, I will also laugh from the bottom of my heart. As long as she cries, I will feel uncomfortable.
He may have understood that her love cannot be given to him, but he is happy just because he has loved her. If he has loved her, he may be happy.
"I want to go to Paris. I didn't see it well the last time I went there. Now that I have time, I might as well go and see it." Facing such sad Shang Qihan, Ye He's heart tingled slightly.
Let all this go! These years, some ridiculous days, have all drifted away with the wind!
"You have to take care of yourself, you know? Otherwise, I will be worried." Shang Qihan smiled slightly. If she wanted to leave, he would send her away.
"Well, I know how to do it. You should also take care of yourself and be good."
"You don't have to worry about me. Don't I know how to take care of myself at such a big age?"
"In this case, I will feel relieved. There is one thing I haven't done yet. I want to sing one more song before announcing my departure from the music industry." That song was originally not going to be released until the new album was released.
Yes, but now that I have to leave, I probably won’t be able to do it.
So, just let yourself finish singing the song that suits your mood!
Just treat it as a kind of commemoration
"good"
In the evening, Ye He has followed Shang Qihan to the radio channel. At 10:23 in the evening, she will sing a song. This song has too many emotions and thoughts.
Then, she will tell everyone that she will retire from the music industry
Tomorrow, leave here, far away
The time was coming soon. Ye He's nervous palms were full of sweat. Shang Qihan came over, patted her on the shoulder and smiled softly at her.
Ye He also smiled back, then stood up and walked towards the recording studio.
Put on the headphones, the host talked a lot about the theme of this broadcast, and then said her name, indicating that she was going to sing.
Ye He took a deep breath and let himself relax.
After the host finished speaking, the music started to play.
She had listened to this music more than a hundred times. When she had just finished writing the lyrics, Han composed this tune for her. Her faintly sad lyrics, combined with Han's equally faintly sad music, revealed deep sadness and pain.
Maybe, with such a sad feeling, this kind of music is suitable for me!