Zongman: Dream with me

It seems that when Mu You was fourteen or fifteen years old, he accidentally heard this song and thought it was very beautiful, so he recommended it to his senior sister. Mu You grew up in an orphanage. The director's surname was Mu, so Mu You took his surname, but usually Mu You preferred to call him "old man".

The old man has been taking care of the orphanage for most of his life. He has no other hobbies but likes some classical music. He uses a broken piano to teach the children in the orphanage to read music and sing. Later, several musicians really came out of the orphanage, so people kept coming to ask for advice. But apart from the orphanage, the old man rarely has disciples outside.

My senior sister was an exception. The old man said that she was spiritual and also a pitiful person, so he accepted her as well.

Learning music was too hard and too expensive, so everyone else just treated it as a hobby and gave up early. In the end, Mu You and his senior sister became the old man's last batch of disciples.

After recommending this song to her senior sister, she replied to Mu You with the following words written on a note.

"For those who don't know it, it's a melodious song; for those who do, it's full of struggle, regret, and unresolved feelings."

Then he recommended Mu You to watch "Four Lies," and after watching it, he also changed his mind. Such a pure dream and love for music were beyond Mu You's reach at the time. To be honest, neither of them was the old man's best students. But in an otherwise dull childhood, having a piece of music to accompany them was precious.

He thought that this was what the old man had intended from the beginning.

As Mu You recalled the past, she listened to Kousei trying to play "Again" in various styles, over and over again. Sometimes it was cheerful, sometimes it was low, but the original regret and injustice were finally filled.

That’s good enough, Mu You was immersed in memories.

At this moment in the bedroom, Xun and Qiong were making guesses about the unfamiliar notes on the pages of the book.

"It's Chinese again, Qiong, your brother really likes China."

Qiong shook her head. She didn't know much either. She only remembered that Mu You had been to China once. After coming back, he seemed to have finally let go of something. He said that he had gained a lot and made a lot of money, but he didn't mention a word about what he saw and heard there.

"Do you know what this sentence means?"

"I don't know. I only heard this song in a dream. Later I heard that Kousei had a similar dream, so I wanted to verify it. Does anyone know if there really is an original song?"

"Could this be the so-called lost poem?" Gong Yuanxun couldn't help but think of Mu You's words, but Qiong was thinking about another question.

"smoke?"

"Ok?"

"Have you ever had that kind of dream?"

"What dream?" Gong Yuanxun looked at Qiong who seemed to be unable to speak and became even more confused.

"It's one of those very special dreams."

"Well, this kind of dream is hard to explain." For some reason, Xun's attitude became awkward.

He got up, his face starting to turn slightly red.

"So did you dream about Yuu too?"

"Why is it You? Wait, you said that just now!" Miyazono Xun was confused at first, then shocked. She found that she seemed to have discovered a great secret. At that moment, she thought a lot.

Mu You's doting on Qiong, Qiong's strange attitude, and their reactions after that incident... But, no, this is not possible between siblings.

Xun's brain began to tremble, and then he began to popularize orthopedics to Qiong, and explained that it was normal for adolescent boys and girls to have such dreams, but they must not, at least, at least not have children.

Qiong looked puzzled. As she listened, her face suddenly turned red and she hurried to explain.

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"So, you mean the kind of dream that is so memorable?" Miyazono Fumio was a little embarrassed.

Qiong nodded and said nothing more.

"I'm sorry, I rarely have dreams like that, and they're more hazy than lucid," Miyazono Fumio lamented. "In that dream, I didn't make it through, and could only leave a letter for Kousei... It was truly a sad thing!"

Fortunately, everything is over.

"Qiong, why don't you try it too?"

"Me? Oh, let me think."

Qiong thought for a while, put his hand on the book, opened the page, and the music became melodious.

First there was a lively piano piece, then a childish voice sang some very sweet lyrics in Japanese...

The story of Eternal Love,

When there is a miracle in front of you and a beautiful moon,

君はサンタがくれたプレゼント,

You are a cup of water in the three thousand worlds,

........

"It sounds nice, and the voice seems familiar?"

"This is the first song You sang when he was learning the piano!" Qiong said shyly.

After watching a music competition, You suddenly expressed his desire to learn the piano, and he made rapid progress. He liked to sit in front of the piano every day, trying out each note one by one, and occasionally playing some unknown tunes.

"Then, You finished the song with the help of his mother. He spent a few days writing the lyrics and sang it after dinner, with his mother accompanying him again."

"Really? He looks like an old man who seems to have retired from somewhere, but he can actually sing a song like this."

Qiong smiled but said nothing, and continued to listen. There was more than one version of the song. Every time he turned a page, he saw another version. But when he turned to a certain page, there was an extra sentence on the page that originally only showed the song title.

words.

"August, happy birthday to our little lion!"

Looking at the equally beautiful handwriting, Qiong listened quietly.

This time it seemed to be a live performance. Besides the melody, there were a lot of noises. A man and a woman were singing in Chinese and Japanese respectively. For some reason, Qiong always felt that the boy was inexplicably familiar. She thought of You first, but his voice was not like this?

The performance was playful, and they stopped halfway through the song to tease each other:

"Senior Sister, why should I sing with you on my birthday?"

"Why, aren't you happy to have a beautiful girl singing with you?"

"Hmm? Are you saying that your girlish heart, which has been dormant for over twenty years, is finally beginning to stir?!"

"Young poor man!"

.........

Although it was just a sound, Qiong and Xun, who could hardly understand it, could still recall the harmonious atmosphere at that time. At this time, Xun also saw the words in the book.

"Birthday...?" Xun tried to pronounce the name, and then saw Qiong close the book, as if he didn't want to bring up this topic, so he didn't say anything else.

Miyazono Kaoru doesn't know who the singer is, and neither does Kasugano Sora. But unlike Kaoru's simple curiosity, Kasugano Sora has a feeling that this is one of Yuu's secrets.

A secret that he buried deep in his heart.

Kasugano Sora wanted to find out, but she had almost no clue. Ask directly? No, that would alert Yuu. Yuu wouldn't lie to her, but she could avoid asking.

You was only seven years old when he sang this song to himself. He had been learning piano for nearly two years at that time. That was the first time they met in his memory.

Kasugano Yuu sat on the chair in front of the piano, fiddling with the keys boredly, but always feeling like something was missing. Then he saw his father with a petite and adorable little girl with white hair similar to his own.

Kasugano Yu turned his head and met Qiong's curious and somewhat confused eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have seen the most beautiful and lovely thing in the world.

With a slight movement of his fingers, a light melody was played out, and Kasugano Yu seemed to have the same feeling and gave this new song its original name.

Hook your finger to swear.

Unfortunately, Mu You later forgot about it.

As night slowly fell, Miyazono Kaoru and Arima Kousei said goodbye to Kasugano Yuie and went home.

After dinner, Mu You sat in front of the TV, watching anime as usual. Qiong lay beside him, her legs tucked into Mu You's arms, playing with her phone as if nothing had happened.

For Mu You now, watching anime always gives him a subtle feeling. In the memory of his previous life, some works have disappeared, while some works are still preserved. At first glance, everything seems normal.

Just like now he can rub Qiong's jade feet without any burden.

Mu You is not obsessed with legs, but Qiong's legs are really beautiful and very comfortable to touch, warm, smooth, and as soft as jade. They also interact with his hands from time to time, which Mu You thinks is great.

"Yu."

"Ok?"

"Do you remember the first time you sang to me?"

Qiong just said it casually, but felt that her body suddenly stopped and asked

The question was not answered.

"You?" Qiong looked sideways and found that Mu You was smiling bitterly.

"I'm sorry, Qiong, I don't remember."