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stayed in the crew for a long time, the waiting time was too long, they had no other pastimes, and the guitar that James brought was the only choice. However, in the past few months, almost everyone has shown a hand, but Lan Li has always just watched by the side and did not personally participate. Lamy thought that Lanly could not play guitar at all.
Lan Li shrugged slightly, "It's just a pastime occasionally."
Holding the guitar in his arms, Lan Li adjusted his sitting posture a little, looking for a more comfortable posture, and then gently outlined the strings with his right hand, one string, one string, nothing special. He just likes the sound of different musical notes.
When I was young, I learned piano, relying on ears to recognize different scales and intonations. This is a basic lesson. Those courses are not only boring, but also require talents. For children, they are really a kind of restraint, or even a torture. For a glamorous noble life or a genius child, the hard work and effort behind it is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Imaginary; but fortunately, for the two generations of Ren Li, he is very willing to learn new things, and the rigid and silent childhood life has become a kind of enjoyment.
Music is really a very wonderful thing. It is completely different from performance. It only relies on a limited number of notes, through different permutations and combinations, but can interpret different emotions, meanings and stories; what’s more interesting is that the same Melody, on different occasions and different listeners' ears, will have different meanings.
The blunt strings under the fingertips stimulate the thin cocoon of the fingertips, the clear and sweet notes are jumping in the moonlight, exploring different levels of the world in the dark night, Lan Li tries to find him and Eugene’s Between the bridges, trying to recall the contemplation and repercussions of the afternoon scene, trying to find answers about war, faith, and life.
At the beginning, it was just scattered musical notes, unstructured, but gradually, the musical notes became a string, melodious and quiet, soothing and peaceful, but in the melody, there was a faint loneliness and loneliness entangled, as if You can see the endless ice field, the vast expanse, and there is no trace of other colors. Even black and green are swallowed by the endless white. The ground and sky seem to be inseparable from each other, and the direction of the horizon cannot be seen. The whole The world merges into one, leaving only endless white.
The self in it is so small, like a dust in the big world, standing alone, swallowed by the turbulent loneliness, the cold that slowly penetrates into the bones has calmed all the noise, it seems that Even breathing has lost its meaning. I couldn't help but closed my eyes, feeling the deep tranquility, as if jumping into the sea, after giving up struggling, sinking slowly, the moment when the silence reached the extreme and the darkness reached the extreme, it was so beautiful that people would be intoxicated. .
Lamy opened his mouth, trying to say something, but he was afraid to break this beautiful tranquility. His eyes fell on Lan Li’s slender fingers with distinct knuckles. It is hard to imagine that just a minute ago, that guitar Still in his own hands, playing fragmented pop music, but now it is full of vitality, just the collision of the fingertips and the strings, unexpectedly outlines such an extreme melody.
"What song is this?" The voice beside him broke the silence. Everyone sitting around looked at the source of the sound and cast an angry look, as if condemning the other party's incomprehension. Carl was besieged by so many sights, at a loss with a bottle of beer, he could only shrug his shoulders, "I haven't heard this song, I'm just curious, what would it look like if there were lyrics."
Although he is a director, Carl has actually appeared in many TV dramas, so the relationship between him and the actors is still relatively close. Hearing Karl's question, everyone turned their attention to Lan Li, because this is also a question that everyone is curious about. This melody that has never been heard before easily caught everyone's ears.
The corner of Lan Li's mouth evokes a shallow arc, the faint smile with a hint of warmth, blooming with a faint light in the hazy and heaviness of the dark night, and the brows are dyed with a creamy yellow halo, which is slowly outlined. The outline of the sparse eyebrows and eyes, quiet and beautiful.
I lowered my head slightly, and looked at the lightly trembling strings under my fingertips by the starry sky. The melody flowed slowly in my thoughts, as if I could hear the whistling wind on the silent icefield. Then, Lan Li He hummed softly, "Is the night nothing but quiet?"
As soon as spoke, a dense goose bump appeared on Lamy's arm. The squishy and ethereal voice gently shook his heartstrings, and he could not help but shudder.
"There used to be a small boat, now drifting away. Have you ever escaped from rumors and falsehoods, the truth is no longer true in the shadow of lies, take your sword and shield and prepare for battle."
The ethereal and unrestrained words like poetry collided with dazzling light between the melodies, touching Lamy's heart with true and warmth, and slowly, the cold air surrounded him and isolated him independently. Come, it seems that no one else exists, and it doesn't make sense anymore. He is the only one left in the whole world, only the moving voice in the ear is humming.
"Is the night nothing but monotony? There was once a tomb, but where is it now. I started to pray for a while in meditation, and the broken oath became a trap, meaningless sincerity."
Lies and truth, trust and betrayal, vows and parting, birth and death... It has nothing to do with sincerity or not, they are two sides of the same body, eternally dependent on each other, the illusion of illusion and reality is indistinguishable, just like the sea in the middle of the night Sailing in general, moving forward and groping quietly, trying to find the lighthouse to guide him forward, but stumbling and bumping into the iceberg, covered in cuts and bruises, and finally, forgetting where he was.
"Is there nothing but blessings at night? There used to be some gold, but now it is scattered across the world. When will faith look back, oh my God, please tell me why faith is given supreme power."
closed his eyes, the cold cheeks were wet with hot tears. Following in the footsteps of God, following the guidance of faith, walking forward resolutely and resolutely, the thorns and stumbling along the way still have no regrets. But looking at a world full of devastation, corpses all over, and the cold sky, suddenly began to be at a loss. The memories of the past, the friends, the blood, the persistence, the...faith are scattered all over the world.
Lami suddenly couldn't help crying. He finally understood Lan Li's inner cry. The silent cry came from Eugene and even from the depths of his own soul. In this war of no victory, no goal, and no justice, everything they had firmly believed in collapsed, watching the blood-stained hands and dragging heavy and awkward steps, but they didn’t know themselves. Where should I go and where I can reach.
"Are there nothing but quiet at night?"
Listen, that's a whisper from the depths of the soul. Is the night nothing but quiet? Is war nothing but death? Is faith nothing but self-deception? Does persistence mean nothing except fighting alone? Is the world nothing but oneself?
That endless, endless loneliness penetrates every note, making Rami unable to extricate himself. Opening his eyes, the stars all over the sky seemed to be dancing, accompanied by a cold and soft melody, which detonated the energy of the whole night like a waterfall. The loneliness in the noise dragged his ankles and fell. Falling, falling continuously, falling into a bottomless abyss, without end.
"There used to be a treasure, but now the news is stunned. Have you ever escaped from rumors and falsehoods, yes, there is a little bit of corruption in the good, take your sword and shield and prepare for battle."
A part of the soul seems to have been lost in this way, forever on the battlefield, forever on the blood-stained land, forever in the world infiltrated by death.
turned his head, Lamy really understood the meaning of Lanly’s performance this afternoon. It was a farewell, a gentle farewell, Eugene left a part of his soul here forever. With that woman’s long sleep, he could no longer become complete, even if he could survive the battle, even if he could Escape from the disease, but Eugene is no longer the Eugene after all~www.novelhall.com~ Yes, there is a little bit of decay in the good, take your sword and shield and prepare to fight. "
"Ernest-Hemingway once said that this world is beautiful and worth fighting for. I only believe in the second half." This line comes from the classic movie "The Seven Deadly Sins" This sentence suddenly appeared in Lan Li's mind. Perhaps this is the motivation for Eugene to continue to survive, and it is also the motivation for Eugene to get rid of the nightmare.
Eugene may be the same as Tim, who had spent his entire life without understanding what war was, or even what faith was, but they were still fighting for it. Even if you can't see the end.
Lan Li's fingers stopped, letting the aftermath shake gently in the air, enjoying the tranquility of this moment, as if he could clearly hear the whisper of the wind and the laughter of the stream, even the playfulness of the stars was clear. Such moments are pure and beautiful.
wiped away the embarrassing tears on his cheeks, but Lamy didn't feel ashamed at all, because he was not alone, and the embarrassed faces beside him were much worse than him. Even Karl, who was standing beside him, turned around. This is the second time in a day.
"Lan Li, what was the name of this song just now?" Rami couldn't help but soften his voice, as if a feather fell.
"'Was-There-Nothing?'" Lan Li thought for a while, and then said his name.
But because there is a question mark at the end of the sentence, Lamy was stunned and confirmed once, "'A piece of nothingness'?"
Lan Li nodded and gave an affirmative answer, "'A piece of nothingness?'"
Note: A piece of nothingness (Was-There-Nothing——Asgeir)
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stayed in the crew for a long time, the waiting time was too long, they had no other pastimes, and the guitar that James brought was the only choice. However, in the past few months, almost everyone has shown a hand, but Lan Li has always just watched by the side and did not personally participate. Lamy thought that Lanly could not play guitar at all.
Lan Li shrugged slightly, "It's just a pastime occasionally."
Holding the guitar in his arms, Lan Li adjusted his sitting posture a little, looking for a more comfortable posture, and then gently outlined the strings with his right hand, one string, one string, nothing special. He just likes the sound of different musical notes.
When I was young, I learned piano, relying on ears to recognize different scales and intonations. This is a basic lesson. Those courses are not only boring, but also require talents. For children, they are really a kind of restraint, or even a torture. For a glamorous noble life or a genius child, the hard work and effort behind it is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Imaginary; but fortunately, for the two generations of Ren Li, he is very willing to learn new things, and the rigid and silent childhood life has become a kind of enjoyment.
Music is really a very wonderful thing. It is completely different from performance. It only relies on a limited number of notes, through different permutations and combinations, but can interpret different emotions, meanings and stories; what’s more interesting is that the same Melody, on different occasions and different listeners' ears, will have different meanings.
The blunt strings under the fingertips stimulate the thin cocoon of the fingertips, the clear and sweet notes are jumping in the moonlight, exploring different levels of the world in the dark night, Lan Li tries to find him and Eugene’s Between the bridges, trying to recall the contemplation and repercussions of the afternoon scene, trying to find answers about war, faith, and life.
At the beginning, it was just scattered musical notes, unstructured, but gradually, the musical notes became a string, melodious and quiet, soothing and peaceful, but in the melody, there was a faint loneliness and loneliness entangled, as if You can see the endless ice field, the vast expanse, and there is no trace of other colors. Even black and green are swallowed by the endless white. The ground and sky seem to be inseparable from each other, and the direction of the horizon cannot be seen. The whole The world merges into one, leaving only endless white.
The self in it is so small, like a dust in the big world, standing alone, swallowed by the turbulent loneliness, the cold that slowly penetrates into the bones has calmed all the noise, it seems that Even breathing has lost its meaning. I couldn't help but closed my eyes, feeling the deep tranquility, as if jumping into the sea, after giving up struggling, sinking slowly, the moment when the silence reached the extreme and the darkness reached the extreme, it was so beautiful that people would be intoxicated. .
Lamy opened his mouth, trying to say something, but he was afraid to break this beautiful tranquility. His eyes fell on Lan Li’s slender fingers with distinct knuckles. It is hard to imagine that just a minute ago, that guitar Still in his own hands, playing fragmented pop music, but now it is full of vitality, just the collision of the fingertips and the strings, unexpectedly outlines such an extreme melody.
"What song is this?" The voice beside him broke the silence. Everyone sitting around looked at the source of the sound and cast an angry look, as if condemning the other party's incomprehension. Carl was besieged by so many sights, at a loss with a bottle of beer, he could only shrug his shoulders, "I haven't heard this song, I'm just curious, what would it look like if there were lyrics."
Although he is a director, Carl has actually appeared in many TV dramas, so the relationship between him and the actors is still relatively close. Hearing Karl's question, everyone turned their attention to Lan Li, because this is also a question that everyone is curious about. This melody that has never been heard before easily caught everyone's ears.
The corner of Lan Li's mouth evokes a shallow arc, the faint smile with a hint of warmth, blooming with a faint light in the hazy and heaviness of the dark night, and the brows are dyed with a creamy yellow halo, which is slowly outlined. The outline of the sparse eyebrows and eyes, quiet and beautiful.
I lowered my head slightly, and looked at the lightly trembling strings under my fingertips by the starry sky. The melody flowed slowly in my thoughts, as if I could hear the whistling wind on the silent icefield. Then, Lan Li He hummed softly, "Is the night nothing but quiet?"
As soon as spoke, a dense goose bump appeared on Lamy's arm. The squishy and ethereal voice gently shook his heartstrings, and he could not help but shudder.
"There used to be a small boat, now drifting away. Have you ever escaped from rumors and falsehoods, the truth is no longer true in the shadow of lies, take your sword and shield and prepare for battle."
The ethereal and unrestrained words like poetry collided with dazzling light between the melodies, touching Lamy's heart with true and warmth, and slowly, the cold air surrounded him and isolated him independently. Come, it seems that no one else exists, and it doesn't make sense anymore. He is the only one left in the whole world, only the moving voice in the ear is humming.
"Is the night nothing but monotony? There was once a tomb, but where is it now. I started to pray for a while in meditation, and the broken oath became a trap, meaningless sincerity."
Lies and truth, trust and betrayal, vows and parting, birth and death... It has nothing to do with sincerity or not, they are two sides of the same body, eternally dependent on each other, the illusion of illusion and reality is indistinguishable, just like the sea in the middle of the night Sailing in general, moving forward and groping quietly, trying to find the lighthouse to guide him forward, but stumbling and bumping into the iceberg, covered in cuts and bruises, and finally, forgetting where he was.
"Is there nothing but blessings at night? There used to be some gold, but now it is scattered across the world. When will faith look back, oh my God, please tell me why faith is given supreme power."
closed his eyes, the cold cheeks were wet with hot tears. Following in the footsteps of God, following the guidance of faith, walking forward resolutely and resolutely, the thorns and stumbling along the way still have no regrets. But looking at a world full of devastation, corpses all over, and the cold sky, suddenly began to be at a loss. The memories of the past, the friends, the blood, the persistence, the...faith are scattered all over the world.
Lami suddenly couldn't help crying. He finally understood Lan Li's inner cry. The silent cry came from Eugene and even from the depths of his own soul. In this war of no victory, no goal, and no justice, everything they had firmly believed in collapsed, watching the blood-stained hands and dragging heavy and awkward steps, but they didn’t know themselves. Where should I go and where I can reach.
"Are there nothing but quiet at night?"
Listen, that's a whisper from the depths of the soul. Is the night nothing but quiet? Is war nothing but death? Is faith nothing but self-deception? Does persistence mean nothing except fighting alone? Is the world nothing but oneself?
That endless, endless loneliness penetrates every note, making Rami unable to extricate himself. Opening his eyes, the stars all over the sky seemed to be dancing, accompanied by a cold and soft melody, which detonated the energy of the whole night like a waterfall. The loneliness in the noise dragged his ankles and fell. Falling, falling continuously, falling into a bottomless abyss, without end.
"There used to be a treasure, but now the news is stunned. Have you ever escaped from rumors and falsehoods, yes, there is a little bit of corruption in the good, take your sword and shield and prepare for battle."
A part of the soul seems to have been lost in this way, forever on the battlefield, forever on the blood-stained land, forever in the world infiltrated by death.
turned his head, Lamy really understood the meaning of Lanly’s performance this afternoon. It was a farewell, a gentle farewell, Eugene left a part of his soul here forever. With that woman’s long sleep, he could no longer become complete, even if he could survive the battle, even if he could Escape from the disease, but Eugene is no longer the Eugene after all~www.novelhall.com~ Yes, there is a little bit of decay in the good, take your sword and shield and prepare to fight. "
"Ernest-Hemingway once said that this world is beautiful and worth fighting for. I only believe in the second half." This line comes from the classic movie "The Seven Deadly Sins" This sentence suddenly appeared in Lan Li's mind. Perhaps this is the motivation for Eugene to continue to survive, and it is also the motivation for Eugene to get rid of the nightmare.
Eugene may be the same as Tim, who had spent his entire life without understanding what war was, or even what faith was, but they were still fighting for it. Even if you can't see the end.
Lan Li's fingers stopped, letting the aftermath shake gently in the air, enjoying the tranquility of this moment, as if he could clearly hear the whisper of the wind and the laughter of the stream, even the playfulness of the stars was clear. Such moments are pure and beautiful.
wiped away the embarrassing tears on his cheeks, but Lamy didn't feel ashamed at all, because he was not alone, and the embarrassed faces beside him were much worse than him. Even Karl, who was standing beside him, turned around. This is the second time in a day.
"Lan Li, what was the name of this song just now?" Rami couldn't help but soften his voice, as if a feather fell.
"'Was-There-Nothing?'" Lan Li thought for a while, and then said his name.
But because there is a question mark at the end of the sentence, Lamy was stunned and confirmed once, "'A piece of nothingness'?"
Lan Li nodded and gave an affirmative answer, "'A piece of nothingness?'"
Note: A piece of nothingness (Was-There-Nothing——Asgeir)
stayed in the crew for a long time, the waiting time was too long, they had no other pastimes, and the guitar that James brought was the only choice. However, in the past few months, almost everyone has shown a hand, but Lan Li has always just watched by the side and did not personally participate. Lamy thought that Lanly could not play guitar at all.Lan Li shrugged slightly, "It's just a pastime occasionally."Holding the guitar in his arms, Lan Li adjusted his sitting posture a little, looking for a more comfortable posture, and then gently outlined the strings with his right hand, one string, one string, nothing special. He just likes the sound of different musical notes.When I was young, I learned piano, relying on ears to recognize different scales and intonations. This is a basic lesson. Those courses are not only boring, but also require talents. For children, they are really a kind of restraint, or even a torture. For a glamorous noble life or a genius child, the hard work and effort behind it is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Imaginary; but fortunately, for the two generations of Ren Li, he is very willing to learn new things, and the rigid and silent childhood life has become a kind of enjoyment.Music is really a very wonderful thing. It is completely different from performance. It only relies on a limited number of notes, through different permutations and combinations, but can interpret different emotions, meanings and stories; what's more interesting is that the same Melody, on different occasions and different listeners' ears, will have different meanings.The blunt strings under the fingertips stimulate the thin cocoon of the fingertips, the clear and sweet notes are jumping in the moonlight, exploring different levels of the world in the dark night, Lan Li tries to find him and Eugene's Between the bridges, trying to recall the contemplation and repercussions of the afternoon scene, trying to find answers about war, faith, and life.At the beginning, it was just scattered musical notes, unstructured, but gradually, the musical notes became a string, melodious and quiet, soothing and peaceful, but in the melody, there was a faint loneliness and loneliness entangled, as if You can see the endless ice field, the vast expanse, and there is no trace of other colors. Even black and green are swallowed by the endless white. The ground and sky seem to be inseparable from each other, and the direction of the horizon cannot be seen. The whole The world merges into one, leaving only endless white.The self in it is so small, like a dust in the big world, standing alone, swallowed by the turbulent loneliness, the cold that slowly penetrates into the bones has calmed all the noise, it seems that Even breathing has lost its meaning. I couldn't help but closed my eyes, feeling the deep tranquility, as if jumping into the sea, after giving up struggling, sinking slowly, the moment when the silence reached the extreme and the darkness reached the extreme, it was so beautiful that people would be intoxicated. .Lamy opened his mouth, trying to say something, but he was afraid to break this beautiful tranquility. His eyes fell on Lan Li's slender fingers with distinct knuckles. It is hard to imagine that just a minute ago, that guitar Still in his own hands, playing fragmented pop music, but now it is full of vitality, just the collision of the fingertips and the strings, unexpectedly outlines such an extreme melody."What song is this?" The voice beside him broke the silence. Everyone sitting around looked at the source of the sound and cast an angry look, as if condemning the other party's incomprehension. Carl was besieged by so many sights, at a loss with a bottle of beer, he could only shrug his shoulders, "I haven't heard this song, I'm just curious, what would it look like if there were lyrics."Although he is a director, Carl has actually appeared in many TV dramas, so the relationship between him and the actors is still relatively close. Hearing Karl's question, everyone turned their attention to Lan Li, because this is also a question that everyone is curious about. This melody that has never been heard before easily caught everyone's ears.The corner of Lan Li's mouth evokes a shallow arc, the faint smile with a hint of warmth, blooming with a faint light in the hazy and heaviness of the dark night, and the brows are dyed with a creamy yellow halo, which is slowly outlined. The outline of the sparse eyebrows and eyes, quiet and beautiful.I lowered my head slightly, and looked at the lightly trembling strings under my fingertips by the starry sky. The melody flowed slowly in my thoughts, as if I could hear the whistling wind on the silent icefield. Then, Lan Li He hummed softly, "Is the night nothing but quiet?"As soon as spoke, a dense goose bump appeared on Lamy's arm. The squishy and ethereal voice gently shook his heartstrings, and he could not help but shudder."There used to be a small boat, now drifting away. Have you ever escaped from rumors and falsehoods, the truth is no longer true in the shadow of lies, take your sword and shield and prepare for battle."The ethereal and unrestrained words like poetry collided with dazzling light between the melodies, touching Lamy's heart with true and warmth, and slowly, the cold air surrounded him and isolated him independently. Come, it seems that no one else exists, and it doesn't make sense anymore. He is the only one left in the whole world, only the moving voice in the ear is humming."Is the night nothing but monotony? There was once a tomb, but where is it now. I started to pray for a while in meditation, and the broken oath became a trap, meaningless sincerity."Lies and truth, trust and betrayal, vows and parting, birth and death... It has nothing to do with sincerity or not, they are two sides of the same body, eternally dependent on each other, the illusion of illusion and reality is indistinguishable, just like the sea in the middle of the night Sailing in general, moving forward and groping quietly, trying to find the lighthouse to guide him forward, but stumbling and bumping into the iceberg, covered in cuts and bruises, and finally, forgetting where he was."Is there nothing but blessings at night? There used to be some gold, but now it is scattered across the world. When will faith look back, oh my God, please tell me why faith is given supreme power."closed his eyes, the cold cheeks were wet with hot tears. Following in the footsteps of God, following the guidance of faith, walking forward resolutely and resolutely, the thorns and stumbling along the way still have no regrets. But looking at a world full of devastation, corpses all over, and the cold sky, suddenly began to be at a loss. The memories of the past, the friends, the blood, the persistence, the...faith are scattered all over the world.Lami suddenly couldn't help crying. He finally understood Lan Li's inner cry. The silent cry came from Eugene and even from the depths of his own soul. In this war of no victory, no goal, and no justice, everything they had firmly believed in collapsed, watching the blood-stained hands and dragging heavy and awkward steps, but they didn't know themselves. Where should I go and where I can reach."Are there nothing but quiet at night?"Listen, that's a whisper from the depths of the soul. Is the night nothing but quiet? Is war nothing but death? Is faith nothing but self-deception? Does persistence mean nothing except fighting alone? Is the world nothing but oneself?That endless, endless loneliness penetrates every note, making Rami unable to extricate himself. Opening his eyes, the stars all over the sky seemed to be dancing, accompanied by a cold and soft melody, which detonated the energy of the whole night like a waterfall. The loneliness in the noise dragged his ankles and fell. Falling, falling continuously, falling into a bottomless abyss, without end."There used to be a treasure, but now the news is stunned. Have you ever escaped from rumors and falsehoods, yes, there is a little bit of corruption in the good, take your sword and shield and prepare for battle."A part of the soul seems to have been lost in this way, forever on the battlefield, forever on the blood-stained land, forever in the world infiltrated by death.turned his head, Lamy really understood the meaning of Lanly's performance this afternoon. It was a farewell, a gentle farewell, Eugene left a part of his soul here forever. With that woman's long sleep, he could no longer become complete, even if he could survive the battle, even if he could Escape from the disease, but Eugene is no longer the Eugene after all~www.novelhall.com~ Yes, there is a little bit of decay in the good, take your sword and shield and prepare to fight. ""Ernest-Hemingway once said that this world is beautiful and worth fighting for. I only believe in the second half." This line comes from the classic movie "The Seven Deadly Sins" This sentence suddenly appeared in Lan Li's mind. Perhaps this is the motivation for Eugene to continue to survive, and it is also the motivation for Eugene to get rid of the nightmare.Eugene may be the same as Tim, who had spent his entire life without understanding what war was, or even what faith was, but they were still fighting for it. Even if you can't see the end.Lan Li's fingers stopped, letting the aftermath shake gently in the air, enjoying the tranquility of this moment, as if he could clearly hear the whisper of the wind and the laughter of the stream, even the playfulness of the stars was clear. Such moments are pure and beautiful.wiped away the embarrassing tears on his cheeks, but Lamy didn't feel ashamed at all, because he was not alone, and the embarrassed faces beside him were much worse than him. Even Karl, who was standing beside him, turned around. This is the second time in a day."Lan Li, what was the name of this song just now?" Rami couldn't help but soften his voice, as if a feather fell."'Was-There-Nothing?'" Lan Li thought for a while, and then said his name.But because there is a question mark at the end of the sentence, Lamy was stunned and confirmed once, "'A piece of nothingness'?"Lan Li nodded and gave an affirmative answer, "'A piece of nothingness?'"Note: A piece of nothingness Was-There-NothingAsgeir
