"To be honest, I'm quite curious as to why she came out."
"It's inconvenient to travel. Unless absolutely necessary, she wouldn't usually come out, right?"
"I also want to ask, why didn't that elderly gentleman take a taxi? Wouldn't that have given him a seat?"
In the live stream,
The viewers were indignant on behalf of the young woman, while also unable to suppress their curiosity.
Did she have something important to do by coming out?
Judging by the young man's skillful movements, it seemed this wasn't his first time.
Soon,
The two people in the footage walked into a shop filled with many musical instruments.
Inside, there were quite a few children holding instruments, playing them with a vague understanding.
This seemed to be a club, or perhaps... a training class?
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"Sister Chutang, you're going upstairs now. Be careful,"
The young man said. Seeing her nod, he began to climb the stairs.
The two of them went all the way to the second floor,
Where several handsome young men and women were already waiting.
They all looked to be around twenty years old, brimming with youth and vitality.
Some stood, some sat,
Some held guitars in their hands, some were writing and drawing on sheet music,
And some sat in front of the drum kit,
Their heads bobbing in sync with their tapping feet, seemingly memorizing the rhythm.
Hearing the sound,
They all looked up and said with smiles,
"Sister Chutang."
"Good afternoon, Sister Chutang."
"Long time no see, Sister Chutang!" A fashionably dressed girl rushed over and gave her a big hug.
"Long time no see. When did you get back?" Chutang asked with a smile.
The girl giggled, "Just a couple of days ago. Surprise?"
Chutang's face was clean, and her smile held a quiet serenity. "A surprise."
After greeting each other,
And chatting for a while,
The group got to work.
Dong, dong, dong!
As the drum kit was struck,
The second floor began to echo with passionate music.
The girl who hugged Chutang was the lead singer of this band.
And Chutang's role was to listen.
To listen intently.
Her hearing and musical sense were both excellent. In college, she had played in a band with club members and participated in several competitions.
After graduation, she worked as a music teacher for two years.
Especially after she lost her sight,
Her hearing became even more sensitive.
Whether instruments were tuned correctly, if there were any issues with the sound quality, if the rhythm was being kept...
She could discern it all.
After the band's first performance, Chutang began to offer guidance.
The young university students listened attentively,
After some discussion,
They quickly started the second take.
Third take, fourth take...
With the band's continuous practice and breaks, two hours quickly passed.
...
"Wow, she's so professional!"
"I just felt something was a bit off, and she pointed out every single detail!"
"Amazing! A bow to you, master!"
In the live stream, many viewers who studied music began to chime in.
Although the live stream had limitations and couldn't broadcast the full music,
They could still hear some of it.
After listening to their music and the young woman's guidance,
The viewers' reactions shifted from surprise to astonishment, and finally to deep admiration.
A stream of "666" (awesome) flashed across the screen.
When a person displays their talent, they shine.
It has nothing to do with age,
Nor with appearance or money.
It's a pure, sparkling feeling.
"Wuwuwu... Has heaven finally taken pity on me after twenty-something years of being single."
"Suddenly I've found the feeling of my youth again."
"I hope you get better and happier."
...
As it neared five in the afternoon,
Chutang no longer participated in the band's practice.
The band members were clearly familiar with her habits.
They took her to the lounge.
"Sister Chutang, please rest well. We'll call you in half an hour,"
The girl who had given Chutang a big hug said.
"Mm."
Chutang nodded.
As the lounge door closed,
She let out a sigh and placed her white cane beside her.
Leaning back on the sofa, she relaxed her spine.
Allowing her ears to gradually quiet down.
She had met the students in this band six months ago.
Their enthusiasm and vitality always reminded her of the past.
Of a time when her eyes could still see colors and musical notes.
...
Seeing that she finally had her own private space, Jiang Lin slowly floated over.
His gaze fell on her sunglasses.
After a moment's thought, he waved a wisp of ghostly energy.
Causing her to enter his consciousness space.
...
Within the consciousness space,
The surroundings were hazy gray, with musical notes, sheet music, and flickering human figures...
These images were like those seen with severe myopia,
Blurred and indistinct.
Jiang Lin, in a form most familiar to her—a colorful musical note—appeared before her.
"Do you have any wishes?" he asked.
Across from him,
Chutang sat amidst the blurry imagery, on a wooden chair.
Looking at everything around her, she felt as if she were half-asleep.
Her clean face showed a look of bewilderment.
Suddenly, a vibrant, particularly clear musical note jumped out.
And it spoke to her.
Is this a dream?
Right, she was resting in the lounge.
Looking at the bright musical note before her, Chutang's heart stirred slightly.
"A wish..."
She thought carefully, various past moments flashing through her mind, finally settling on a specific frame with determination.
"If possible, I'd like to tell that person... thank you for your companionship. I don't know where you've gone, but I can live independently now.
I will go out and engage with this new world."
Jiang Lin: "Who is he? What does he look like? What's his name?"
As he spoke,
Within the blurry images around them,
The silhouette of a person emerged, but quickly vanished.
Chutang shook her head, "I don't know."
"I only know that he probably had a bad temper..."
Chutang had never seen his face,
Nor had she spoken to him.
She just vaguely felt that such an existence was there.
Sometimes,
She could hear a complaint or two,
Or a startled reminder, or perhaps... disappointment at her lack of progress.
...