One Thousand One Hundred Seventy-Two Wait! 1 Just Wait...

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With the silence of the two, an indescribable depression suddenly fluctuated between the two, as if breaking through the distance between each other, connected with the mobile phone, and passed on to each other.

Even if Wu Yan and Mi Jiu couldn't see what kind of expression the person on the other end of the phone was wearing at the moment, maybe it was because they didn't need to face each other, and the mutual defense was weakened a lot.

Therefore, after waiting for a long time, Wu Yan finally waited for Miku's somewhat sad words.

"No... Now, I only have one voice left..."

"Is it...?..." He sighed in disappointment.

"what a pity…"

Hearing this sentence, Mijiu was silent again, but this time the silence didn't last long. Soon, a sentence containing an unknown emotion, sounding very complicated, came from the other end of the phone. , passed into the silent ears.

"Why are you so keen on my previous voice? Could it be that my current voice is not good?..." Although she couldn't see Miku's current appearance, judging from the lowness of her voice, Miku should be pursing her lips and squeezing hard. This sentence came out.

"Obviously compared to the previous voice, the current voice has more support from fans, and it has also attracted more attention from the upper echelons of the entertainment industry. Why do you want me to sing with the previous voice?"

"Ask this question..." Wu Yan shook his head and dropped the clothes in his hands. He sat on the bed, pondered for a while, and asked, "Then let me ask you, why do you want to sing with your current voice? Do you hate your old voice so much?"

"How could it be annoying!" Miku's voice seemed excited. "That's my voice! The only thing I've had since I was a kid! How could I hate it?!"

"Then why don't you use it to sing?..." Wu Yan closed his eyes. "It's obviously your voice, isn't it?"

"Because it's gone! It was taken away by those filthy humans!" Miku's excited voice began to carry resentment.

"What if it's good?! It didn't disappear! It disappeared! I can't help it!"

"Is that so?..." Hearing Mi Jiu's excited, resentful, and bitter voice, Wu Yan felt strangely calm in his heart.

"The so-called psychogenic disease refers to a disease caused by mental or psychological factors, which is manifested in that the patient suffers a certain blow in life or spirituality, and the disease that should not have been caused by the patient's mental The fragility of the aspect manifests that aspect directly in the body…”

"The same is true of psychogenic aphasia, it just reflects the vulnerability of the heart directly on the body..."

After clarifying his inner emotions, Wu Yan's voice suddenly became gentle.

"So. Miku. Your voice has never been lost. It's in your body. As long as you can become stronger, it will wake up..."

"Strong? Are you trying to say I'm weak?..." Miku smiled. Laughed sarcastically.

"What if the old voice comes back? Will anyone listen to me sing?…"

Waiting for a silent answer. Miku raised her voice on her own.

"Impossible. If there are people who are really obsessed with my singing, why are they confused when there are rumors? Why do they believe when there are scandals? They don't like my voice, they like my voice. Song? My voice. What does it have to do with those scandals?!"

"That's why those fans didn't believe me in the past, and when I was in pain, there was no one to help me..." Meijiu's voice turned into a deep depression, full of self-deprecation.

"Even if I have that voice again, then, when that happens again, I will still be betrayed..."

"If I have the voice I have now, others will believe me..."

"If even this voice is lost now, then I..."

"So~~So~~Say~~" Before Miku's words were finished, Wu Yan lengthened his tone and spoke to her with extreme dissatisfaction.

"I've been saying it from the beginning, I want to hear your songs, with your original voice, why do you think no one likes your songs? Am I right here?!"

"You..." Miku's voice trembled violently, and then she gritted her teeth.

"Do you think I'll believe you if you say that? You just say that because you want to seal my spiritual power. I won't believe it..."

"Maybe there is a reason for that. I really haven't heard the songs you sang before..." Wu Yan said calmly.

"But, you said that there is no one to help you when you are in pain, then I have no way to agree!"

Miku was stunned.

"There is a girl in pain in front of you, and a man will want to lend a helping hand. Those fans of yours didn't lend a hand to you when you were in pain, that's because they weren't men at all!"

He sneered without hesitation. "You just wiped out all the men because of the betrayal of a group of garbage wearing men's masks, thinking that they are all dirty existences, then please forgive me, I can't agree with your statement!"

"Say... that sounds nice..." Meijiu gritted her teeth, resisting the shaking in her heart.

"Just like what you said, you want to overturn all my previous cognitions with such a sentence, then please forgive me, I can't agree with your statement!"

Hearing this, Wu Yan was speechless...

Just like what Miku said, no matter how nice she said, it was just a single sentence, and there was no evidence to prove that what she said was correct.

On the contrary, Miku's past experience really exists, and it has always proved the ugly side of men, and it has also proved that what she said is correct.

Although there was a suspicion of being caught, in fact, at that time, none of the fans chose to trust Meijiu and lend a helping hand to her.

Miku has already seen the dark and ugly side of this society, but she has yet to show her the bright and hopeful part. How can she make her believe her words? …

What about saving this poor girl who was once hurt and still has a huge scar in her heart, which has not healed until today, and who has been living a lonely, untrusting life? …

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Wu Yan's mind.

Is it precisely because of this that Meijiu sincerely hopes that there will be someone who can listen to her words, listen to her complaints, and let herself vent her past pains? …

Is it also because of this that since that contact, the self who has left a deep impression on Miku has received calls from Miku every day? …

Miku, is it because she is too lonely that she wants to talk to herself, so she keeps calling herself? …

Does she want an object to tell her past pain? …

Thinking of this, Wu Yan took a deep breath and laughed.

"Hey, Miku..." At this moment, Wu Yan's voice was very light, but unusually soft.

"When you got psychogenic aphasia, there must have been hope in your heart for a while, waiting for someone to help you, that's why you said the phrase 'no one helps you when you're in pain', right?  … "

Meijiu's heart beat violently, and her eyes fluctuated, causing her to open her mouth in a conditioned reflex, and immediately wanted to refute.

But before she could refute, the voiceless voice resounded in her ears and in her heart.

"Okay! I've decided!" Wu Yan laughed and said this aloud.

"From this time when you haven't chosen to believe me, I will always have hope and wait for you to believe me!"

As he spoke, his silent smile brightened.

"So, Miku, you must lend a helping hand to me..."

"You...you..." Meijiu's voice trembled and her heart became a mess.

Because, there, in a closed place, is constantly shaking...

Maybe she could hear Meijiu's inner emotions from her voice, she smiled silently, and her words changed.

"When is the concert held?"

Meijiu was stunned for a moment, then replied subconsciously, "A week later, at the central venue of the northern square in Tiangong City, at two o'clock in the afternoon..."

"Oh? There's still plenty of time..." Wu Yan shrugged.

"Understood, then I will bring my family over to cheer you on!"

"Huh?..." Mei Jiuhua was stunned. "Didn't you say you wanted to hear me sing with my real voice? When I..."

"I really want to hear you sing with your real voice, but you can't do it right now, aren't you?" Wu Yan kept smiling, laughing...

"I'll wait until you sing with your real voice..." (To be continued..)