[Dream Field Mix] Dawn

【singing】

"Did you...did you hear the singing?" Ramos asked vaguely, lying on the turf of the Bernabéu after pulling Iker Casillas for extra training, with a piece of grass he picked up casually in his mouth.

"Singing? What singing?" Casillas shook his head blankly.

"Oh...it's nothing, I'm just listening to a song recently, and I want to ask if you've heard it."

Ramos didn't continue the topic and quickly took the conversation elsewhere.

He was going to ask Ozil this question the next day—since people on Earth couldn’t hear it, then Ozil from another planet must be able to hear this wonderful singing.

As a result... Ramos lost ground to Ozil's advanced, German-tinged Spanish.

Ramos was a little sad.

Is it true that he is the only one who can hear the faint but extremely touching singing voice, so beautiful that people want to immerse themselves in it?

Perhaps, he is really the only one who is special?However, why the more he listened, the more he felt the voice was familiar but couldn't remember it?

After struggling for a week, Ramos found the answer.

That night, he got excited and found all his records.He wanted to see if the singing voice was from a record he had heard before, but he had auditory hallucinations because he was too impressed.

He put them one by one, and then he found them.

On one record, the male voice singing about his love is the master of the melody that lingers in Ramos' ears.

He couldn't wait to stop the record, wanting to know who the singer was; but he found that the surface of the record was blank.

At the very bottom, Ramos's handwriting was scribbled with a nickname.

Ramos remembered everything.

How can you not be familiar with it?On that night of waiting for rescue, it was the owner of this voice who kept encouraging himself who was about to lose his hold on with singing.

In the gentle singing, the warm blonde hair seemed to be right in front of my eyes.