On the 24th, Li Xiaowei quickly opened the specialized website and found the two songs, "Deskmate of Mine" and "Brother Who Slept Above Me."
Previously, Li Xiaowei had seen the videos of these two songs on the video website 'Tomato Net' and heard Li Chencan's voice, which was clean and clear, as if it contained no impurities.
These two songs vividly depicted the simple and pure friendships of student days.
Unfortunately, the videos on the video website were just casually shot, with unclear sound and blurry images.
It wasn't until Li Xiaowei saw the promotion a few days ago that she learned "Deskmate of Mine" and "Brother Who Slept Above Me" were about to be officially released.
On the 24th, she finally got to hear these two songs.
The price of the two songs was only 16 cents, very cheap.
Of course, for someone like Li Xiaowei, who loves listening to music, she would download dozens of songs a month, which would cost her more than ten yuan in music fees. However, for the citizens of the empire, they wouldn't hesitate to spend this money on music, as they generally support the original version and don't listen to pirated versions.
"Will you remember tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday..." The clear voice slowly came through the headphones, making Li Xiaowei feel as if she had entered a dreamlike world. The pleasant melody and catchy lyrics echoed in her ears.
"This song is really beautiful, never tiring to listen to!" As she listened to "Deskmate of Mine," Li Xiaowei thought to herself, "The songwriter just graduated from high school! Truly talented!"
Indeed, "Deskmate of Mine" gave Li Xiaowei a very pleasant listening experience. Listening to this song made her feel as if she had returned to her school days, as if she could see her classmates again.
However, these classmates were now in touch less and less, each living their own lives.
But such songs always brought people back to those times...
As usual, Ren Zhicheng once again clicked on the Amy Music Chart. He liked to pick songs from this chart and enjoyed listening to new songs. Ren Zhicheng spent over twenty yuan a month on music and listened to many songs each month.
"‘I Know’ and ‘Love’... These song titles don't sound very promising." Ren Zhicheng looked at these names with some helplessness. "The new song chart is really a mix of good and bad. It's hard to pick out a few good songs."
As he scrolled down, he saw the song "Brother Who Slept Above Me."
"Huh, this song has a decent download count. Li Chencan... I haven't heard of this name before. Let's give it a listen!"
Ren Zhicheng clicked on the trial listening interface. The trial version of "Brother Who Slept Above Me" was 20 seconds long.
"You've become more polite in your letters, and you don't mention love at all. You say you have many friends now, and you no longer worry about those things..."
Li Chencan's simple but clean voice sounded particularly good in the headphones.
"Ah..."
Ren Zhicheng was startled by this voice.
Not only because Li Chencan's voice was very pleasant... but more importantly, the heartfelt lyrics. The brother who once slept above him now communicated less and less, perhaps not even once every ten days or half a month. It wasn't just him; he himself also had many friends now.
Ren Zhicheng immediately clicked to download the song.
When the song was fully downloaded and ready to listen, Ren Zhicheng felt the charm of the lyrics.
"Brother who shared his cigarettes with me, brother who shared his happiness with me..." Hearing this, Ren Zhicheng's fingers trembled, and he almost shed tears.
In the past, during his high school days, he and his roommates would secretly smoke in the dormitory, sharing cigarettes and indeed sharing those happy times.
Those were the days of books, campus, and friendship, the days of youthful exuberance and companionship.
Thinking about those days almost made one shed tears, even a person with a hard heart might become sentimental.
After listening to the entire song, Ren Zhicheng felt a bit mentally exhausted, as his memories were revisited from the beginning to the present, everything...
"The questions you once asked me, no one asks anymore, no one asks anymore, no one asks anymore..." The last line was repeated three times, like an echo in a valley, striking Ren Zhicheng's heart repeatedly. The brothers of the past were now scattered to the ends of the earth, living their own lives, buried in their own dust.
But if they were together, who could deny that they would laugh until their limbs trembled at those embarrassing stories from the past? Who could deny that they would talk about those days until tears streamed down their faces?
Of course, there were no longer those people around him, and there were no longer those memories that made him shed tears.
Ren Zhicheng suddenly opened his 'Light Network' (an instant messaging tool similar to QQ), clicked on a few Light Network groups, and immediately shared the link to "Brother Who Slept Above Me," saying, "I hope everyone can listen to this song... I found it very moving."
In this Light Network group, many people clicked on the link. At first, they were somewhat indifferent, not knowing what Ren Zhicheng was doing, but after hearing the trial version of "Brother Who Slept Above Me," they couldn't help but like the song.
So, everyone immediately downloaded the full version...
Like Ren Zhicheng, the touching lyrics were like a hand gently scratching their hearts, making it impossible to avoid the emotions.
The repeated line "no one asks anymore" at the end struck deep into their hearts, leaving them with a tangle of emotions.
Suddenly, someone in the Light Network group said, "Hey, shouldn't we guys get together?"
"Right, right, we should get together!"
"Let's talk about our high school days, and that ‘Afghan’ who guarded the gate!"
"‘Afghan’? That bearded guy? Haha, you mention him, and I can't help but laugh."
"And that physics teacher, the one with the big head..."
... The usually quiet Light Network group suddenly became lively. Ren Zhicheng smiled, feeling that things were going as he wanted.
Past feelings are precious and should not be easily discarded.
PS: I have sinned, I repent. I didn't update yesterday, and today's chapter is so late...
I was drunk last night and just recovered a bit of strength. Please forgive me, and I ask for member clicks, favorites, and recommendations!
Thank you to Mrzhyj and Xiaolou Qingyi for their generous donations of 588.