Chapter 94

In the face of the audience, Liu Zixia didn't pay attention. He continued to tell his own story

"Later, the young man had a lovely daughter. He finally began to understand the meaning of the word" father "and what his father expected of him.

Now, he suddenly woke up. How much did his leaving hurt his father? Perhaps the father just wanted an apology, just want to hear young people say: sorry

Speaking of this, Liu Zixia stood up and went to the piano on the music Balcony: "you should guess now, right? Yes, I was the rebellious young man in those days! "

Looking at his hands, Liu Zixia showed a smile on his face: "the hand that should have picked up the scalpel is now used to play the piano. Maybe, this is the" rebellion "I have always insisted on!"

The audience in the studio were puzzled by Liu Zixia's words. When there was a commotion, the ethereal piano sound had already started.

Different from his first creation, Liu Zixia's performance this time is even more shocking. Without any hesitation, he directly sat in front of the piano and began to compose and play

"A song" father ", dedicated to the man who never expressed love, but always guarded my growth!"

Leisurely, the studio was silent again.

Like "because of love", the prelude does not stir up at all. It's just a piano with a pair of flexible hands on the black and white keys.

In the ethereal and warm melody, Liu Zixia's original voice is full of magnetism, which suddenly brings with it deep affection

"I always ask for it from you, but I never say thank you

It's not easy to understand you until you grow up

Every time I leave, I always pretend to be relaxed

Smile and say go back, turn around and wet your eyes... "

At the beginning of the singing, Liu Zixia closed his eyes. In his mind, the memory of this body flashed quickly.

Four years ago, he was willful and rebellious. He was full of fantasy about the entertainment industry. He thought his father was stupid and backward. Every day when he heard his father forcing him to study medicine, he would feel tormented.

He wanted to escape from this family, from this so-called medical family!

Until then, he suddenly found that his father, who was most concerned about his appearance, began to have wrinkles on his face, and his tall and strong figure was not as strong as he had been.

"I want to hold you warm as before

But you're not with me, and you're taking the breeze to Ankang... "

In the studio, a strong figure and a young face appeared in front of all the audience.

But for the sake of the whole family, for the sake of his wife and children, this figure worked hard every day. His back gradually became rickety, and his young face was gradually filled with frost.

He has always been very relaxed, smiling in the face of his children and wife. He has never complained to anyone or said "bitter" to anyone.

The audience's eyes became moist, and they suddenly found that in the face of their father, they seemed to only know how to ask for things, materials, years, and the most sincere love... But they never went to say thank you to their father!

"Slow down, don't make you old any more

I am willing to use all I have in exchange for your long stay

Dad, what can I do for you

Take the trivial care... "

Abrupt climax, abrupt emotional input!

Liu Zixia has devoted himself to this song. At the moment, he is no longer Liu Zixia of the previous life, but he has been perfectly integrated with Liu Zixia of this life,

Now, through this song, he will sing out all of himself, deep in his heart, the desire for father's love, the guilt and gratitude for his father!

"Thank you for all you've done, supporting our home with your hands

Always do everything you can to give me the best

Am I your pride? Are you still worried about me

The child you care about is growing up. "

In the studio, many people have been crying. They think of their childhood when their father put them around their necks and ran all over the world; When I was young, I was led by my father, walking on the ridge of the field and walking in the library. Because I was greedy, I begged my father to buy all kinds of snacks

It was not until they grew up that they realized how much their father had paid for the family and for him.

Even if the ring of time, in the face of my father draw a circle of wrinkles, but my father is still the mountain behind them, always concerned about them, even if... They grow up.

In the four small windows at the top of the studio, Lin Yue has become a tearful person. Her eyes are full of tears. The image of the domineering female president that she had maintained has long disappeared.

Xiong Xiong and Meng Changkong, the two big men, have red eyes.

What about Huang Bingkun? Huang Lao's face was full of loneliness, and his eyes filled with tears.

It seems that Huang also thought of his old father.

Although there is no bullet screen in the space screen, in the bottom window of the screen, all kinds of messages and comments begin to scroll.

"This song reminds me of my father. I regret having quarreled with him."

"I desperately want to be less childish in my father's eyes, but my father always says I'm not big."

"I used to be coquettish in my father's arms. I really want to go back to my childhood."

In the face of Liu Zixia, all the audience are silent, they think of their father's deep love, always around them, that is a kind of silent love, let them moved, let them cry, let them feel the deep and great father's love!

"Am I your pride? Are you still worried about me

The child you care about is growing up

Thanks for having you all the way  ”

Liu Zixia sang the last sentence, and his fingers beat on the black and white keys.

The ethereal sound of the piano tightens and weakens. Until the moment it disappears, the soothing and long melody in the air is still swaying, and the whole world is quiet, whether it's Lang Wenxing and others in the room, or in front of the mobile phone or the computer

All the people who hear this song "father" are crying in silence.  

Liu Zixia's warm and affectionate singing, just like the storm in summer, is madly attacking people's hearts, making them still immersed in music.

This is the father. This is the father who always pays the love, but never speaks, and always pays in silence!

At this moment, people who feel deeply hurt by this song begin to send bullet screens and messages one after another. On the screen of the live broadcasting room, hundreds of bamboos soar into the sky, and countless lobsters and abalone are swinging their bodies happily.

……

Shanghai mingchong District, a courtyard.

Click!

Liu's mother quietly unscrewed the door of the study with her key, and saw Liu Shuren sitting in front of the desk. Her eyes were red and her face was full of tears.

"Shuren, did you cry?"

When Liu Shuren was still in the mood of weeping with joy because of Liu Zixia's growth, his mother's voice came from the door, "if you want to cry, please cry out."

"Cry? How could I cry! "

Liu Shuren quickly touched his face with his hand. Then he stared and said, "I tell you, this is a small flying insect flying into my eyes, which stimulates the lacrimal gland..."

"Well? No, how did you get in? " Speaking of the back, Liu Shuren suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Use the key!" Liu's mother gave a rare look. She shook the key in her hand and said, "who told you not to screw on the safety lock in the house, just to let me in?"

"What nonsense!" Liu Shuren blushed awkwardly, "put the key on the table for me."

"Hum, no!" Liu mother wrinkled her nose, quickly opened the door and backed out.

Liu Shuren touched the residual tears on his face and said to himself, "son, you have finally grown up!"

Jinghua, Shanshui district.

Liu Zixia's living room, in addition to Lang Wenxing and Zhang Minghao, because of the experience of many things, can barely control their emotions, all people cry.

Wang Xiaotong leans on Song Qingshan's shoulder, tears have wet song Qingshan's blue T-shirt.

Song Qingshan's eyes were red. He touched Wang Xiaotong's long black hair and said, "don't cry, Xiaotong."

Wang Xiaotong was wiping her tears with a tissue. She said to song Qingshan, "since I started working, I only called my father twice, but I hung up without saying a word."

"Don't worry, uncle won't blame you!" Song Qingshan has a little thick line, "I don't call my father for a long time, I guess..."

Bai Liansheng, sitting next to song Qingshan, rolled his eyes, kicked him and said, "do you think everyone is the same as you? You can't say: Xiao Tong, you can go to call your uncle now! "

"Well, it seems reasonable to hear you say so!"

Song Qingshan touches the back of his head, reaches for Wang Xiaotong's mobile phone, dials a phone number called "Dad" in the address book, and then pulls Wang Xiaotong aside.

Bai Liansheng is also a good example here. She takes Wang Yingying to the restaurant and calls his future father-in-law.

In the living room, except Lang Wenxing and Zhang Minghao, only Su pangzi was sobbing.

Ah, this single dog feels so cruel!

Liu Zixia has no time to pay attention to the guests in his room.

At the end of his singing, he first logged into Xia Yue's microblog account with his mobile phone, stuck it at the end of five minutes, released a poem, and then looked up at the live room in front of him.

On the screen of the studio, the gift frenzy lasted for a long time, and finally we could see the barrage.

"I'll go. How can I feel trapped? This song is so overbearing that I suddenly want to see my dad. "

"My summer, do you want to be so affectionate? It makes my heart numb! "

"Because of work, I'm always away on business. After listening to my song, I decided to go home to see my father today!"

Just because of a song "father", all the people who watched the live broadcast room could hardly restrain the idea that they wanted to go home to see their father.

Only now do they realize that father is old!