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Chapter 304 - 266: Explosive Scene (Extra 4K for Monthly Pass)

Chapter 304: Chapter 266: Explosive Scene (Extra 4K for Monthly Pass)

Her mother’s eyes would bloom with that beautiful, tear-stained smile, which, after he’d grown up, would sometimes appear in his dreams.

In those dreams, he was so happy, nestling against her legs as he had when he was a child.

He felt that secure sensation once again.

But the happier he was in his dreams, the more pain he felt upon waking.

For the face that appeared most frequently in his dreams was his mother’s beautiful smile.

Yet, the image that haunted him most upon waking was that of the day his mother died, the pool of crimson liquid flowing on the ground.

Her futile struggle to rise, but unable to get up no matter how hard she tried.

The way she looked toward him, her eyes brimming with tears and filled with longing.

And that final beautiful smile she gave to the sky as she passed, without leaving a single word.

Wu Mu leaned into the microphone, softly singing:

"Mama, oh, I’ve just killed a man."

"I held a gun against his head, pulled the trigger, now he’s dead."

"Mama, life had just begun."

"But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away."

"Mama, oh, I didn’t mean to make you cry."

Looking back on his memories after growing up, his father’s hurt seemed less significant, already numbed; he could now look at it dispassionately.

A person doesn’t always dwell on the harm their enemies do them, only feeling hatred and indifference toward the enemy.

But the guilt for one’s own wrongdoings, the self-reproach, is the root of all pain.

Mama, oh, I have killed.

I killed myself, lying not far from you, feeling the same pain you did that day.

Mama, oh, I have killed.

I killed you with my weakness and cowardice.

I realized too late; you, with your gentle nature, still used everything to protect me.

I, however, only relished your protection, never once thinking of protecting you, or even caring whether you also longed for release.

As Wu Mu grew up, he would often recall, if he had realized sooner that his mother wasn’t as strong as she seemed, that she too was waiting for someone to shield her, perhaps everything could have been different.

His memory was filled with scenes of himself being beaten, yet it seemed he had forgotten that there were even more scenes of his mother being beaten.

As a child, he blamed his mother for not taking him away, but she must have been waiting for someone to say, "Let’s go, let’s leave this place together."

Every time he thought that he might have had the chance to change everything, every time he remembered his mother’s relieving smile, his heart ached a little more.

He couldn’t even make an excuse for himself; any attempted self-justification seemed to deepen his cowardice, increasing his pain.

He, abandoned by his only relative, strived to find a reason to go on living, to find a reason to continue his existence.

He found Liu Lan, and he projected his guilt and his attempts at redemption onto her, determined to prove he could grow, that he could be someone else’s support, that he could protect others when they needed him.

But some things in the world can’t be achieved by effort alone; he failed again.

This time, even more disastrously, his very existence felt like a lie.

Unable to find another reason to go on, he ultimately succumbed to the fate he perhaps should have faced the day his mother died.

"It’s too late, my destiny is upon me."

"My spine starts to tremble, pain is unbearable all over."

"Goodbye everybody, I’ve got to go."

"I will leave you all behind to face the truth."

"Mama, oh."

"I don’t want to die."

"I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all."

The lyrics were too fitting, the emotions too heavy, their impact too powerful.

So much so, that everyone felt more than a tightening grip around their hearts; it was as though they were truly experiencing the pain conveyed by the lyrics.

Mo Mo stared blankly at Teacher Wu Mu onstage, knowing he had once attempted suicide, she could almost see him alone in an unknown place, quietly watching his lifeblood drain away.

Whenever she thought of Wu Mu, who brought her such happiness and about whom she cared so much, having been through such a time, her nose tingled, and her heart filled with a dull ache.

It is hard for one person to truly experience another’s feelings; one can only try to imagine them from their own perspective.

Yet Wu Mu’s skill was to genuinely share his feelings and thoughts through his voice, even if only a fraction was conveyed, it was enough to immerse the listener.

Inside the venue, aside from Wu Mu’s singing and the band’s accompaniment, there was silence.

On everyone’s faces was that same dazed expression.

Even the singers in the contestant area felt the same.

Their emotions being more intense, they could empathize with the music’s emotional impact even more deeply than the average audience member.

Yue Li and Cai Wanhai were just grateful that when they had sung, it was far away from Wu Mu’s performance.

No distance was enough under Wu Mu’s infectiousness; who could remember their songs after hearing his?

Yi Junxi and Li Zhengxun were completely stiffened.

Previously, they had thought of Wu Mu as a Hua Country singer of lesser talent, with only a somewhat unique singing style at most.

But now, after listening to Wu Mu’s song... they had to admit, maybe they were just a little bit... lacking, compared to him.