Wang Jiali's room

In the phone, another three minutes passed

"The Name of Love" has begun to be played for the third time.

But Wang Jiali didn't turn off the music.

At the same time, she didn't bother with the headphones on the bed. Although, in the headphones, it is a new album that she has been looking forward to for almost a month.

The third time [the name of the disease is love] began soon.

Listening to the ghost animal, the roaring Jia Tingting singing.

This time, the strange expression on Wang Jiali's face disappeared.

"I'll go, this, why do I think the melody is a bit beautiful?"

Wang Jiali covered her face and muttered to herself speechlessly.

This time, she listened carefully from beginning to end, and gradually, she understood something different.

Another three minutes passed.

After the third play,

But Wang Jiali has been completely obsessed with this song.

Before the fourth pass,

Wang Jiali finally got up and picked up the mobile phone on the desk.

This time, she clicked directly on the lyrics translation.

I looked at the translation over and over again, and waited for the fourth time to begin.

[There are only a few months of romance left in the rest of my life]

【Patients raised by Drip Drop】

[Distressed by the victim's sweet expectations]

[Healers who hesitate to regret the opportunity]

[Reason unknown]

looked at the lyrics, and then heard Jia Tingting's fourth singing.

Wang Jiali's brain seemed to sound like a bolt of lightning.

This lightning tore open a piece of her numb brain, and in her dark brain, a bright light appeared.

At this moment, Wang Jiali suddenly understood Jia Tingting's emotions in the music.

It turned out that the sluggish voice that I had always thought before was a kind of reminiscence, a kind of painful emotion, and the lack of pretending to be strong.

Listening and listening, unconsciously, the expression on Wang Jiali's face slowly became sad.

She suddenly remembered Qi Chen's death and remembered that this song was the last gift left to Jia Tingting before his death.

For some reason, she is little and not similar to Jia Tingting Qi Chen.

In my heart, because of this song, there was a sense of roar.

[Patients who are bedridden due to unknown disease names]

[Died of fever so arsonist]

[I already know that I should hesitate]

[Obviously, this heart is empty]

[Obviously, there is only this difference]

[Tears that penetrate your back]

【Won't dry up】

Why is that? 】

Whispers and tortures.

In Wang Jiali's mind, her father's face suddenly appeared.

It was so abrupt that it didn't show up without warning.

As my father's face came to mind,

The name of the disease is every song of love

It all seemed to have turned into an invisible steel wire.

The steel wire penetrated Wang Jiali's tender skin and wrapped around her heart.

One

Five

Ten roots

……

Soon, Wang Jiali felt that her entire heart had been wrapped and bound by a steel wire as thin as a hair.

Every time her heart beats, she felt bound by those invisible wires.

When I heard it, I sang on my phone "why"

At this second, Wang Jiali almost held her breath, and her heart stopped beating.

The next second

On the phone, the voice she had called "Blind Calling" rang before.

And at this time, she finally saw the translation of the lyrics on her mobile phone.

Why is that? 】

[The name of the disease is love, for love, ahhh......h

Peng, Peng, Peng......

The heart resumed beating again, Wang Jiali's brain was stunned, and a tear slowly slipped down from the corner of her eye.

It was also at this moment, with the vigorous beating of the heart.

The steel wire that was wrapped around the whole heart suddenly contracted violently.

Suddenly, on the heart, scars appeared, and a heart-wrenching feeling spread from the heart to the mind.

Every time the heart beats violently, the pain hits the mind.

The more you jump, the more painful it is, and the more painful it is, the more willing it is.

It turns out that the disease is called love.

Wang Jiali's eyes showed a clear look.

From childhood to adulthood, my father's careful care.

When my father had a heart attack, he couldn't hold back his painful expression.

Her father was obviously sick, but no matter how late it was, when she came home, she could see her father waiting in the living room.

In the past, Wang Jiali didn't understand, she was rebellious, she hated her father's annoyance, and hated his leniency.

Even, for a period of time, she cursed in her heart, why didn't her father just have a heart attack and die.

The more she thought about it, the more tears appeared on Wang Jiali's face.

She was in junior high school, the age of rebellion.

However, she is also the most emotional age.

This song implies that Jia Tingting is facing Qi Chen, and all the lovesickness is called love.

completely woke up Wang Jiali.

[Enter my lovesick door, know my lovesickness. 】

At this moment, Wang Jiali completely understood.

She jerked to her feet.

I didn't care about the phone that was still playing music, and the CD player that had put the fifth song on the bed.

Wang Jiali rushed to the door, opened the door and rushed out.

……

Wang Jiali's parents' room

"Hey, kid dad, go to sleep. The child is still young, and when she grows up, she will understand your love for her. ”

A middle-aged woman sits on the edge of the bed and soothes her husband's chest.

At this time, the middle-aged man frowned, and his face was full of pain. But he didn't make a sound.

Because he was afraid, he was afraid that he would make a noise to his daughter's rest.

"Mom, don't talk about it, go to sleep. Lili must be very tired today, don't disturb her rest.

It's not uncommon for my heart to ache, so I'll just wait for myself to slow down. ”

A smile erupted in front of the middle-aged man.

"The child's father, woo, blame me, blame me for doting on her too much. You blame me, they all say that loving mothers are ruined sons. But I can't change it. ”

Middle-aged woman's voice whimpered.

"Alright, don't say it. Lili is you and my daughter. We don't hurt her, so who does it hurt. She's just young, and when she grows up and becomes sensible, she will become well-behaved. Don't talk about her all the time.

Hey, it's just that I don't know if my body can last until the age when the child grows up.

If I die, you two mothers, what will I do?

”

The middle-aged man sighed deeply.

"Woo, kid dad!"

The tears on the middle-aged woman's face could not be held back, and they flowed down violently.

The room was filled with sadness.

It was also at this time

"Bang ......"

The door suddenly opened

The middle-aged couple subconsciously turned their heads and looked at the door.

They saw that their daughter Wang Jiali, who was still wearing a school uniform, was standing at the door.

On her face, tears were already blurred.

"Dad, Dad, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's all my fault, it's that I'm ignorant.

Woo woo, Dad, don't you die, Dad, I'll never rebel again,

In the future, I will listen to you carefully, and I will be obedient.

Dad, you won't leave the beauty, okay.

Whining......

”

At the door, at Wang Jiali's heart, the tightrope was constantly tightened, and her mind was almost dizzy with pain.

Seeing the bed, the father who was frowning in pain, and thinking of what the father had just said.

Wang Jiali can no longer control the turbulent love in her heart.

She rushed into the room and hugged her father tightly.

At this moment, the steel wire that bound the entire heart also silently, one by one, broke and turned into nothingness.

……

On this night, in countless places and countless families in China

Countless people have listened to the name of "the disease is love".

It was also at this moment that the sales of Jia Tingting's first album [Tingting Yuli] began to increase explosively.

(End of chapter)