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Chapter 108 "Under the Sea

Chapter 108: Chapter 108 "Under the Sea

Wu Mu swept his gaze over the audience, retracted his focus, and holding the microphone, began, "A new song, ’Under the Sea,’ for everyone."

Another new song?

The audience felt a slight surprise. This person really sings new songs every time.

On the stage, lights went out, leaving only a single spotlight shining on Wu Mu.

The accompaniment started to play slowly, the cool piano sound echoing in the venue, so empty and desolate.

Wu Mu in his heart opened the system, all filled with emotional skills.

Following the rhythm, he sang softly,

"Scattered moonlight penetrates the clouds."

"Hiding from the crowd."

"Spreading scales over the vast sea."

On the contestant seats, Ethan and Jina, who had had business-like expressions on their faces, both froze in surprise. This...seemed a bit off.

Just from those two lines of lyrics, in a language they couldn’t understand, they somehow felt the emotion of the singer?

No, how was this possible?

How could this person on stage, from just the opening lines, which weren’t particularly fluctuating, convey such intense emotion?

They couldn’t help but look around, only to discover that people around them were just like them, stunned.

It was Mo Mo who seemed to be prepared, but her brows were deeply furrowed.

"This... is this Wu, isn’t it? The voice is exactly the same as Wu’s."

"Definitely him, who else could it be with such overwhelming emotion the moment he starts singing?"

The audience couldn’t help but whisper among themselves.

It wasn’t just that his voice was unmistakably Wu’s.

Even more crucial was the way he sang. That intense emotion from the very beginning could only belong to Wu.

Everyone felt a suffocating tightness at heart at that moment.

This feeling was so familiar; it was exactly what it felt like when Wu sang emo songs!

"The waves drench the white dress."

"Trying to push you back."

"The waves wash away the bloodstains."

"With the vain hope of warming you."

The cold, lonesome, and despairing voice from the deep sea made all the audience members feel as though they were sinking to the bottom of the sea with him.

They all felt an utter numbness after despair, and the hidden pain behind that numbness.

It was as if through the song, they could see a person whose life was devoid of color, marked only by crying and wailing.

In Wu Mu’s past memories, there were always tears and wailing.

His father was so temperamental, calm one moment, enraged by something trivial the next.

In his memories, there were scenes of being beaten by his father over various trivial matters.

Being humiliated for scoring low on an exam; discreetly asking for money to buy an ice pop, craving like his classmates; witnessing his father gambling, and with great fear, trying to persuade him...

His childhood memories seemed devoid of warmth, with only the image of a small boy always hiding and weeping in secret.

The only ray of light was his mother.

The mother in his memories was a soft-spoken person, always with a somewhat forced smile.

But despite her meekness, she would always protect him at all costs, pulling him into her arms and defiantly facing his father whenever he got violent.

Running anxiously in search after he had run away from a beating, her eyes would light up upon finding him, her beautiful smile mixed with tears.

Treating his wounds after a beating, while secretly wiping away her own tears.

He relied on his mother’s protection.

Yet, he also harbored some resentment and blame.

Blaming her for giving birth to him, for staying with that man, for not leaving with him, for coming to find him, for not granting him relief.

"Listen to the depths of the sea."

"Who’s wailing guides."

"The soul plunges into silence."

"Nobody to wake you."

Later, these resentments and blame faded with that only light in his life.

On the day of the accident, his mother, as always, protecting him in her embrace, was violently pulled away by his father.

Collapsing to the floor after hitting the corner of a cabinet, a crimson liquid slowly spread.

She struggled weakly to get up but couldn’t.

The last image in Wu Mu’s memory was his mother trying to look his way, her tearful eyes devoid of any discernible emotion.

Her lips moved slightly as if wanting to say something, but in the end, she left no words behind.

Only turning her head to reveal a smile of relief.

This smile of relief became the haunting nightmare of his life.

"You like the salty breeze of the sea."

"Stepping on the damp pebbles."

"You said people’s ashes."

"Should be scattered into the sea."

"You asked me where I would go after death."

"If anyone loved you."

The audience below gaped, staring dumbfounded at Wu Mu on stage, feeling almost as if they were truly sinking Under the Sea, struggling to breathe.

Liu Lan looked into Wu Mu’s eyes on stage, her gaze deep.

She first met Wu Mu in an electronics factory.

Back then, because of his good looks, several girls surrounded him, striking up conversations.

But he always remained silent, resisting the approach of others, his eyes scarcely showing any emotion, his being exhibiting no vitality.

At that time, she was planning to start an entertainment company and thought that this man seemed to have certain qualities; that if he were packaged a little, he could likely attract the affection of female fans.

With the idea of giving it a try, she recruited Wu Mu into the company.

Initially, they packaged him as a melancholic idol. Although indeed a number of female fans liked him, his fame maintained only within a very small circle, because he always resisted the company’s packaging, resisted showing his dark side to the audience.

It seemed like he didn’t even know this was a chance to change his life, still responding to everything around him in silence, just like he did in the electronics factory.

She originally thought that was all there was to him, that he wouldn’t become a star, but one day, he suddenly let go of his past darkness and began to live actively, started positively dealing with everything around him.

When did this change start?

Oh, it began the day she hugged him and teasingly called him "baby."

"The world has already abandoned you."

"Always smiling at heartless people."

"The faces onshore are all unconcerned."

"No attachment to the mortal world."

"Everything dissipates into smoke."

Wu Mu’s memory drifted back to the days he attempted suicide.

As the song continued, more details of that day seemed to be recalled by him one by one.

Returning to his hometown, he no longer paid attention to the internet or Liu Lan.

He just spent two days wandering around his home, the rooftop terrace of his building, the old banyan tree nearby, a small park not far away...

He had always thought it was aimless wandering.

Looking back now, it seemed that those places were scenes in his memory that weren’t so bleak, with a figure always accompanying him.

On the day of his departure, he cleaned the entire house, took out the family portrait he hadn’t dared to look at for years, and cut out the man beside him.

He stared at the photo, now only of himself and his mother, for a long while before walking into the bathroom.

The sensation of the skin being cut wasn’t as painful as he had imagined, but his wrists soaking in warm water were exceptionally cold.

He seemed to experience the same pain his mother felt lying on the ground that day.

No, perhaps it was not as painful as his mother’s.

After all, he had his mother’s bright presence in his life, while his mother’s life truly didn’t have any brightness left.

On the day he left, he didn’t even have any attachment left for him, only relief.

He was an accomplice in killing his mother, with his weakness and cowardice.

Even his weak-willed mother had tried her best to protect him, but he had never thought of protecting her.

"Mom."

He murmured before his consciousness began to blur.

Mom, after your death, I was lost for a long time until I met another bright presence.

I tried hard to overcome my cowardice and weakness, I tried hard to become strong and powerful, I wanted to be able to protect her when she needed me.

But unfortunately, I failed again, I always fail.

If only I had never been in this world at all.

"It’s too late, too late."

"You once wept with a smile."

"It’s too late, too late."

"Your trembling arms."

"It’s too late, too late."

"Nobody came to rescue you."

"It’s too late, too late."

"You clearly hate suffocating."

Wu Mu slowly put down the microphone, quietly observing the audience below.

A hush fell over the audience.

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