Horror: There is joy in the opening of the coffin, and the ball is brought to the end
Chapter 1098 Black Sunday (8)
Chapter 1098 Black Sunday ([-])
When I opened it, I found that it was an old phonograph with a vinyl record inside.
I actually picked up a phonograph, Edison's great invention, deep in the mountains and wild forests. This made me have the urge to listen immediately to see if it could make sound.
I lifted the horn in the case, cranked the mainspring a few more times, and finally put the needle on the vinyl record, then squatted on the ground and waited quietly.
The sound finally sounded, it was a symphony mainly composed of piano, the rhythm of the music was patchwork, the frequency of the sound waves seemed to be similar to that of the heart, and the style of the song was sad and desperate.
I seemed to see a person running under the dark night, with death chasing behind him.He ran and ran until he could run no longer. He turned around and walked towards death in sorrow and despair.
The very sad and depressing melody reminded me of my own situation, "Kai Feng's soul is gone. The Kai Feng now is not the Kai Feng I loved. I lost him. What's the point of living like this?"
I didn't realize that my face was filled with tears, and I stood up slowly. As the music flowed, flowers from the other shore slowly grew on the ground, growing more and more, covering all over the mountains and plains.
They are eye-catchingly red, enchanting and beautiful.
I stepped on the flowers of the other side and walked forward slowly. Scenes from the past appeared in my mind, some sad and some happy. He Kaifeng and Ruirui were in every scene.
A person slowly appeared at the end of the flower. He is my beloved He Kaifeng, the He Kaifeng who has left me.
I was heartbroken and walked away crying.
Suddenly, he turned around and walked away, faster and faster. I quickly quickened my pace, stretched out my hand and shouted: "Wait for me!"
Just as I accelerated, the red mountains in front of me turned into flowers, as if someone was kissing me.
The redness in front of my eyes slowly disappeared, and He Kaifeng's back in the distance also disappeared. I opened my eyes and saw a face close at hand.
He Kaifeng was holding my face and kissing me, a very deep kiss, and my heartbeat reached its highest point.
Then, he let me go, looked at me and asked, "Are you awake?"
I looked at his face, glanced at his lips, licked my own, tasted his saliva.
"I asked you if you were awake?" he asked again.
I swallowed with difficulty and nodded in a dazed and careless manner, "Yeah!"
"Didn't I tell you that when you hear that kind of voice, you should immediately hypnotize yourself, and try to recall happiness or things that make your heart beat faster?" He Kaifeng said.
I lowered my head and played with my nails and muttered, "Is there anything that makes my heart beat faster?"
"Then remember how you felt just now." He was able to talk about this matter seriously without blushing or gasping for breath.
My face was burning hot, and I knew I must be blushing again.
His eyes flickered and he said, "Don't get me wrong, I was saving you just now."
After speaking, he walked towards the gramophone and squatted down.
The music on the gramophone had stopped, and he must have picked up the stylus. Only then did I notice a line of very small words on the vinyl record, which I couldn't understand.
He Kaifeng pointed to the line of words and told me, "This is Szomorú-Vas-rnap in Hungarian, Gloomy-sunday in English, and "Black Sunday" in Chinese. It is the name of this song."
After finishing speaking, he looked at me seriously and said: "This is a piece of music composed by the famous musician Reiji Shereish in the 30s. Everyone who listened to this piece of music committed suicide."
After closing the phonograph, He Kaifeng held his chin and concentrated, as if thinking about what to do with it.
In order to write the story of "Black Sunday", at 03:30 in the morning last night, I mustered up the courage to listen to this song, which is said to have killed everyone who heard it. Scared half to death.After listening to it, besides the fear, I also have another feeling, it's so fucking good!Maybe because I was brainwashed by horrible legends, I didn't feel sad at all.
(End of this chapter)
When I opened it, I found that it was an old phonograph with a vinyl record inside.
I actually picked up a phonograph, Edison's great invention, deep in the mountains and wild forests. This made me have the urge to listen immediately to see if it could make sound.
I lifted the horn in the case, cranked the mainspring a few more times, and finally put the needle on the vinyl record, then squatted on the ground and waited quietly.
The sound finally sounded, it was a symphony mainly composed of piano, the rhythm of the music was patchwork, the frequency of the sound waves seemed to be similar to that of the heart, and the style of the song was sad and desperate.
I seemed to see a person running under the dark night, with death chasing behind him.He ran and ran until he could run no longer. He turned around and walked towards death in sorrow and despair.
The very sad and depressing melody reminded me of my own situation, "Kai Feng's soul is gone. The Kai Feng now is not the Kai Feng I loved. I lost him. What's the point of living like this?"
I didn't realize that my face was filled with tears, and I stood up slowly. As the music flowed, flowers from the other shore slowly grew on the ground, growing more and more, covering all over the mountains and plains.
They are eye-catchingly red, enchanting and beautiful.
I stepped on the flowers of the other side and walked forward slowly. Scenes from the past appeared in my mind, some sad and some happy. He Kaifeng and Ruirui were in every scene.
A person slowly appeared at the end of the flower. He is my beloved He Kaifeng, the He Kaifeng who has left me.
I was heartbroken and walked away crying.
Suddenly, he turned around and walked away, faster and faster. I quickly quickened my pace, stretched out my hand and shouted: "Wait for me!"
Just as I accelerated, the red mountains in front of me turned into flowers, as if someone was kissing me.
The redness in front of my eyes slowly disappeared, and He Kaifeng's back in the distance also disappeared. I opened my eyes and saw a face close at hand.
He Kaifeng was holding my face and kissing me, a very deep kiss, and my heartbeat reached its highest point.
Then, he let me go, looked at me and asked, "Are you awake?"
I looked at his face, glanced at his lips, licked my own, tasted his saliva.
"I asked you if you were awake?" he asked again.
I swallowed with difficulty and nodded in a dazed and careless manner, "Yeah!"
"Didn't I tell you that when you hear that kind of voice, you should immediately hypnotize yourself, and try to recall happiness or things that make your heart beat faster?" He Kaifeng said.
I lowered my head and played with my nails and muttered, "Is there anything that makes my heart beat faster?"
"Then remember how you felt just now." He was able to talk about this matter seriously without blushing or gasping for breath.
My face was burning hot, and I knew I must be blushing again.
His eyes flickered and he said, "Don't get me wrong, I was saving you just now."
After speaking, he walked towards the gramophone and squatted down.
The music on the gramophone had stopped, and he must have picked up the stylus. Only then did I notice a line of very small words on the vinyl record, which I couldn't understand.
He Kaifeng pointed to the line of words and told me, "This is Szomorú-Vas-rnap in Hungarian, Gloomy-sunday in English, and "Black Sunday" in Chinese. It is the name of this song."
After finishing speaking, he looked at me seriously and said: "This is a piece of music composed by the famous musician Reiji Shereish in the 30s. Everyone who listened to this piece of music committed suicide."
After closing the phonograph, He Kaifeng held his chin and concentrated, as if thinking about what to do with it.
In order to write the story of "Black Sunday", at 03:30 in the morning last night, I mustered up the courage to listen to this song, which is said to have killed everyone who heard it. Scared half to death.After listening to it, besides the fear, I also have another feeling, it's so fucking good!Maybe because I was brainwashed by horrible legends, I didn't feel sad at all.
(End of this chapter)
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