Chapter 295 Mutual Emotions
That familiar voice rang in her ears. Zheng Xiujing turned her head with tears in her eyes and saw the embarrassed figure standing at the door. Her voice was stuck at that moment, but only for a moment. The crying became louder and the tears kept falling like pearls from a broken string. Zheng Xiujing stood up and threw herself directly into the arms of the figure at the door... that is, Zheng Xiuheng.
"Wow, woo, bro!"
Seeing his sister crying, Zheng Xiuheng also felt heartbroken. Although his body was wet, Zheng Xiuheng did not push Zheng Xiujing away. Instead, he stretched out his arms and hugged her, patting her back and comforting her: "Don't cry, don't cry, isn't your brother back?"
Krystal didn't care about that and just leaned on her brother's shoulder and cried. The little guy on the other shoulder raised his little head to take a look, then lay down again and covered his ears with his little paws.
"Silly girl!"
Zheng Xiuheng thought warmly, reached out and patted his sister's back, and his heart was also comforted.
"Xiuheng, are you okay?" Li Zhimei asked excitedly. Zheng Xiuheng's return was such a pleasant surprise.
Seeing the surprised looks from his colleagues, Zheng Xiuheng smiled and nodded, then walked towards the live broadcast room holding his sister.
When Zheng Xiuheng walked past her, Li Zhimei clearly felt something different, but she couldn't tell what it was. However, she still took out her phone in surprise and called the director.
“Let me do it!”
Zheng Xiuheng walked up to Li Zhongmin and smiled.
Li Zhongmin nodded in surprise, then quickly took off his headset and gave up his seat. The police and rescue team who were still searching had been completely forgotten by these guys.
However, "Zheng Xiuheng's Waiting for Sunrise" had already exceeded its time limit and was also beyond the normal broadcast range. It had been completely live broadcast until now, and it had been continuously relaying information from the scene.
At this moment, many questions suddenly appeared on the message board: "Is DJ back? I think I heard his voice?" "Why is there a girl crying? Is something wrong?" "What's going on? Hasn't the DJ been found yet?"
Zheng Xiuheng sat down with one hand around his sister and adjusted the microphone with the other hand. As for the headphones, Zheng Xiuheng had already thrown them aside. He returned to the live broadcast room not because he was very dedicated, but because he had some words he wanted to convey.
"Thank you very much for your concern. I'm back now. I have something to say to the listeners who have been listening to this program. As for what happened today... I don't want to talk about it anymore!"
"What I want to say now is that I am very tired now, so I decided to take a break for a while. During this period, other DJs will take over for the show. Although the decision is a bit sudden, I hope everyone can understand!"
"There is another thing I want to tell you. Actually, I lied. Many listeners asked me if I could sing or play any instrument. I always said no... but I can. So this is the first time, and it won't be the last time. Let me sing a live show for you on the radio. This is a gift to you for supporting this program. Because of your support, I have been comforted during this period and relieved of a lot of pressure!"
"I'll be back once I've adjusted my mood. Of course, it won't be too long... Well, that's all I have to say!"
After that, Zheng Xiuheng stood up while holding Zheng Xiujing who was still sobbing, and then walked to the keyboard and sat down, and asked Li Zhongmin and others to help set up the microphone. These are all very common tasks. Usually, there are many live performances in the radio station, so Li Zhongmin and the staff outside completed the work quickly.
Although the radio station had no content for nearly two minutes, the listeners on the other end of the radio were very patient.
Zheng Xiuheng, who was sitting in front of the keyboard, looked at his sister who was unwilling to leave his arms, and didn't care. He hugged her tightly in his arms, and then Mike moved to the side, thought for a while and said, "During the broadcast recently, some listeners always asked why English songs are always recommended, and even Japanese and Chinese songs appear more frequently than Korean songs. They asked me if I looked down on Korean songs. Although this is only a question asked by a very small number of people, I even disdain to answer, but today is an exception. For me, the music I like is just music, and it has nothing to do with the language these people think, and I will not answer such stupid questions a second time."
"call!"
"Although I'm not a very good singer, I hope this gift won't disappoint you. I'll give you Ren Zaifan's "If Tonight Passes"!" (Kim Yeon-woo's [Masked Singer] version is better.)
On the Mapo Bridge, many search and rescue police officers felt aggrieved and even angry, but many people also felt fortunate and happy.
The young couple hugged each other excitedly, feeling happy for Zheng Xiuheng's safety. The heavy rain was still going on, and they should have hidden in the car, but no one did so. Instead, they stood under umbrellas in the crowd, next to the radio that was playing all the time, with everyone's attention focused on it.
In fact, everyone was very confused when they heard that Zheng Xiuheng was going to take a break and temporarily stop his hosting work, especially for regular listeners, they were very reluctant to let him go.
Although I was surprised and excited about Zheng Xiuheng's music and singing at the briefing, I didn't expect him to sing this pop song. Shouldn't he sing some lyrical and warm songs at this time and in this situation?
In fact, at this moment, not only messages of "thank you" and "blessings" were sent to the program, there were also many accusations, accusing Zheng Xiuheng of not coming back like this and should have notified the police first. But for regular listeners, they were very happy that Zheng Xiuheng was safe, reluctant to see Zheng Xiuheng rest, and looked forward to the gifts Zheng Xiuheng would give them.
"bite!"
The pleasant and rhythmic keyboard sounds came from the radio, which made people shake their heads and have some thoughts.
“This is live accompaniment!”
This was everyone's first feeling. When Zheng Xiuheng's voice came from the radio, someone shouted, "This lyric doesn't seem right!"
But at this moment, no one responded to such a person. Zheng Xiuheng's singing was spreading through this special opportunity, conveying his thoughts and the insights he gained from the radio.
"The city is illuminated by lights at night
We met here
Listening to your story quietly
Your joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness
And the sad tears in the corners of my eyes
It makes us feel heartbroken
If we go past tonight,
Are we going to break up again?
No words said.
Can I just let you go?
No, because tomorrow night will come again
The city is illuminated by lights at night
Although the sad farewell is coming
But please don't recall the good old days
Don't worry about trivial things like pain
Because we still have a long future
There are still many stories that have not yet begun
If we go past tonight,
Are we going to break up again?
No words said.
Can I just let you go?
No, because tomorrow night will come again..."
In the heavy rain, on the Mapo Bridge, many men and women swayed around a small radio, and the loud voice kept drilling into their minds.
Compared to some people who still cannot understand the meaning of the lyrics, those who listen to the late-night radio every day until they fall asleep fully understand the emotions conveyed by the lyrics, and also understand why DJ Zheng Xiuheng said that this is a gift for them.
"When your heart is comforted by me, I am also comforted by your comfort. Emotions are mutual and will always be mutual..."
"I will be with you while you wait for the sunrise... and this heavy rain can be regarded as a temporary farewell!"
"Go home, have a good rest, and don't get sick because of the rain. Today's show is over. Bye, my friends!"
Driving past the reporters who had rushed to MBC, Zheng Xiuheng looked at the Crystal Princess who was staring at him intently. Her resentful look made Zheng Xiuheng feel a little uncomfortable. After driving for a while, he said helplessly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Krystal Jung didn't say anything, just looked at her brother with her mouth slumped. Her mood at this moment could not be described as complicated. She just felt very wronged. She shed so many tears and was really heartbroken.
"Originally, I took a temporary leave to rest so that I could be with my most lovely sister after work every day. Now it seems that I should give up this idea!"
Zheng Xiujing was suddenly startled, with a flash of surprise in her eyes, but she immediately shouted angrily: "No, no, what's the good of working at night!"
"My brother works during the day and in the afternoon, and he always goes to the radio station. I have moved in with you for a while, but I can only see him at dinner time. Why is it so hard? I think it is the right decision for my brother to take a leave of absence, 100% correct, so I won't let you go back!"
After saying that, Zheng Xiujing's wet body began to move, as if she wanted to pounce on Zheng Xiuheng.
"Sit tight and fasten your seat belts. I'm still driving. I won't cancel this decision, don't worry!"
Zheng Xiuheng shouted hurriedly, which calmed his sister down.
However, Zheng Xiuheng's decision was indeed unexpected, and even Li Zhongmin and others were shocked. But facing Zheng Xiuheng in this state, no one could find any reason to object. Only Li Zhongmin carefully asked how long the rest might last.
Zheng Xiuheng was not very sure. Resting was not just a simple "rest" for him. It was just that he had figured out a lot of things now, so many things needed to be re-planned.
