At this point, Hong Dali and the rest understood.
A ten-year-old child was in the prime of his life. In the end, he lost both his legs in a car accident and could no longer walk. His life had lost its color. It was no wonder he was so depressed.
"Oh, I see." Hong Dali scratched his head and said awkwardly, "But those dogs and cats seem to have been adopted. If you want them again, you'll have to wait for a while …"
He was indeed in a difficult position. He could not possibly ask for the cats and dogs that had been adopted, right?
"Dali, think of a way to help him!" Tang Muxin said anxiously, "Look at him, he's just sitting there with his head down. He looks so pitiful … Why don't I give Little Meow to him!"
Speaking up to this point, Hong Dali hurriedly stopped her. "Don't. He's already depressed enough. If you give him Little Meow, they'll look at each other every day. That'll add fuel to the fire." What he said was not wrong. The boy was already disabled. If he raised a disabled cat, they would be staring at each other every day, and their mood would be even worse …
"What should we do?" Tang Muxin asked anxiously.
"Let me think of a way." Hong Dali focused all his attention on the little boy. He did not look like much from his clothes, but he was obviously very thin. His arms were skinny and his face was very pale, as if he had been malnourished for a long time.
"He doesn't eat much?" Hong Dali asked.
"Sigh, ever since that incident, my brother … he has never smiled." Tears welled up in the girl's eyes at the mention of her sorrowful past. "My daily appetite is only a small bowl …"
"The problem is very serious …" Hong Dali finally understood why the girl came to find him.
It could be said that the difference between the two of them was like the difference between the Mariana Trench and Mount Everest. Usually, even if the girl was ten times more courageous, she would not dare to ask Hong Dali for help. After all, many people subconsciously did not want to communicate with people who were too different from them. But for the sake of her brother, the girl had to muster up her courage.
A small bowl of rice every day, not every meal.
With such an appetite, coupled with his extremely depressed mental state and severe autism, Hong Dali would not doubt that the little boy would jump off a building and commit suicide tomorrow.
There was a saying that saving a life was better than building a seven-storied pagoda. Encountering such a situation, Hong Dali naturally had to think of a solution.
"Little brother, what's your name?" Hong Dali softly asked, "Can you tell me?"
When the little boy suddenly heard Hong Dali's question, he shrank back into the wheelchair in shock and didn't dare to look at Hong Dali. After being timid for a long time, he finally said softly, "My … my name is Yu Leshui …" After saying that, his head hung even lower.
Looking at the boy's expression, the people around Hong Dali all sighed.
This matter was not easy to handle. It could be seen that this boy had a very low self-esteem. He didn't dare to communicate with others. He was immersed in the gloomy future, feeling no hope at all.
"Sigh, it's not easy." A male lackey said, "Pitiful, this child is only so old …"
"Shh, lower your voice, idiot." Another male lackey reminded him, "Don't do bad things with good intentions. If this child hears it, wouldn't it add fuel to the fire?"
"Yes, yes, yes. I was too impulsive." That male lackey slapped himself twice. "Let's see what Young Master will do. Young Master will definitely have a solution. Sigh, my heart is twitching from watching this … "
As the saying goes, one is marked by the company one keeps. Hong Dali was kind, and the lackeys around him were the same. Seeing this scene, they all sympathized with him. It was a pity that they couldn't think of any good ideas.
Hong Dali sighed and didn't know what to say.
At this moment, everyone was looking at him, waiting for him to think of a solution. In an instant, the scene was extremely quiet. Only the faint sound of breathing could be heard.
"What should I do …" Hong Dali thought about it and couldn't think of any good ideas. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He stretched out his hand and placed it on Yu Leshui's little head, rubbed his hair, smiled and said, "Leshui, Big Brother will ask Sister Nianwei to sing a song for you, okay?"
Yu Leshui shrank his neck. Maybe he felt the warmth of Hong Dali's hand. He bit his chapped lips, slowly raised his head, and looked at Hong Dali timidly.
Feeling the kindness in Hong Dali's eyes, he hesitated for a while and finally nodded.
"Listen to the song first. Your Big Brother Dali will bring you to play some fun later, okay?" Hong Dali said in a gentle tone. Then, he took over the armrest behind the wheelchair and slowly pushed Little Leshui toward the broadcasting studio in the park.
Tang Muxin carried Little Meow and hurriedly followed along with Li Nianwei and Ling Xiaoyi.
The girl bit her lips, tears instantly blurring her eyes.
Everyone said that Hong Dali was a superprodigal, but this prodigal seemed to be different from the typical big foppish young masters …
Very soon, they reached the broadcasting studio in the park. Hong Dali took the microphone and tested his throat first. "Hello, hello! Can you hear me? Is there any sound? "As he tested, he patted the microphone. In an instant, his voice was heard throughout the entire park." Hello, hello! Is there any sound — "
Hearing Hong Dali's voice, the entire park instantly became quiet.
After a short period of silence, everyone started discussing softly. "It's Young Master Dali's voice. Is he testing the microphone? What's the situation? "" I'm not sure. Could it be that there's a new good program? "" That's possible. Young Master Dali always has good ideas! " "It doesn't seem like it. According to the latest reliable news, it seems that a sister brought a disabled brother to look for Young Master Dali for help. It's said that the disabled brother has severe autism! "" Is that true? Severe autism, can Young Master Dali handle it? "" I don't know either. Let's wait and see first! "
Hearing about the disabled brother, the tourists in the park also expressed their pity and sympathy, but they were helpless.
The girl stood outside the broadcasting studio and listened to the surrounding tourists' discussions. Her body trembled slightly, and two drops of tears rolled down from her eyes.
Just then, a warm hand rested on her shoulder. This kind of reassuring feeling … The girl timidly raised her head. It was indeed that Young Master Dali who was smiling warmly.
"The microphone is quite good. There shouldn't be any problem." Hong Dali gave her an encouraging look. "Let's cheer for Little Leshui together!"
The girl bit her lip and nodded. "Thank you, Young Master Dali …"
Just then, Li Nianwei's voice sounded from the entire park's speakers. "Dear tourists and friends, hello, I'm Li Nianwei …"
Once they heard Li Nianwei's voice, all the tourists were obviously dazed for a while. Then, they cheered crazily!
"It's the goddess, Li Nianwei! Li Nianwei actually spoke! "" Aiya, I can actually hear the goddess's voice here! I really made the right choice to come today! "" Goddess! Goddess! "" Is the goddess going to sing? "
Li Nianwei's voice paused for a while, then continued. "Today, Young Master and I found out about Little Leshui. We're giving him this song, 'Let it Go, Frozen Heart Lock,' in hopes that he can unlock the lock in his heart and become a happy, happy child again … "
A burst of piano music flowed out like a gurgling spring. The tone was gentle and clear, with a hint of coolness. It instantly pulled on one's heartstrings tightly.
"The cold wind and iceberg freeze the heart, the iceberg freezes like a dream, as if I've fallen outside the world, the snowy mountain is empty. Gusts of cold wind hit my face and stung my face. The sky is messy. At this moment, my heart is even more panicked. Panic disturbs my dreams … "
"Who advised me to escape from the demons in my heart, not to cause trouble, to rely on kindness to help, to bury the past, to forget the past, to forget myself …"
This song, "Let it Go, Frozen Heart Lock," came from the Hollywood animated movie, "Frozen." It was one of Hong Dali's favorite songs. Of course, the original song was in English. Hong Dali couldn't remember the lyrics, so he made some changes and it became this version …
The range of this song was very wide, and there were many changes in tone. There weren't many singers on Earth who could sing this song well. Luckily, Li Nianwei was indeed capable. Her musical talent was very outstanding, so she could perform this song perfectly.
All the tourists were stunned, then very quickly, they were intoxicated by the song.
Li Nianwei's unusually mellow and delicate voice was too beautiful. It could even be said to be gorgeous. Like flowing water, it seeped into one's heart, making one unable to resist melting into the song.
"Forget that, invisible lock, only then can I be completely myself. Who wants to speak freely, who is willing to fall into the lock in their heart? No need to speak, others don't bother about me. I refuse to be harmonious, confident and cold may not hurt me … "
"I use my ability to play the hymn of the frozen sky, the potential hidden within me will turn the world upside down. Look at my road ahead change color, frozen for thousands of miles, I break through a new sky, don't stop me. "
"Give up, invisible lock, live again at dawn. Who wants to speak freely, there's no need to avoid the demons in your heart. Who I am, return to the depths of my heart. I let the cold wind blow, confident that cold and cold will not hurt me … "
Everyone was intoxicated by Li Nianwei's voice, as if a scene from a fairy tale appeared in front of their eyes like a dream.
When Li Nianwei finished singing "Let it Go, Frozen Heart Lock," and sang the last note, there was only shock left in everyone's heart.
Tears quietly flowed down the girl's eyes and dripped onto the side of her mouth, but she didn't feel it at all. She simply closed her eyes, as if that was the only way to make the pain in her heart feel better.
Especially Little Leshui, his eyes were misty, his mind swaying along with the song.
That's right, the invisible lock in his heart, was he going to keep locking himself like this forever, making his dearest sister, father, and mother worry about him? How … could this be?
"Sister, where's sister?" Little Leshui turned his wheelchair and walked out of the broadcasting room. Once he saw his sister, he instantly smiled. First, he slightly smiled, then his smile became bigger and bigger, happier and happier. Finally, he loudly said, "Sister! I … I'm hungry! I want to eat! "Although he was smiling, tears flowed down from the corner of his eyes.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
