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Liu Chaochao's story is like a gentle and moving song. I can hear her inner struggle and persistence in her low voice. In our in-depth chat, she told me that she grew up under the shackles of exam-oriented education and was once forced to fill in those boring knowledge like many students. Her dream struggled in the gaps of textbooks and was almost suppressed to silence until the moment of college. She joined the dubbing club and the poetry recitation club. Following the singing of the dubbing club and the alumni who composed music for poetry in the poetry recitation club, she finally found the entrance to music and discovered the indescribable love. "I used to think that music was just my hobby until I really started to cover those songs." Her voice was full of emotion, "Every time I sing, it's like talking to myself and discovering a deeper self." I silently thought, how much loneliness and unwillingness are behind this girl's voice. She did not choose to get lost in the torrent of job hunting after graduating from college, but bravely chose to pursue her musical dream and cover the songs she liked. At that moment, my heart was deeply moved by her persistence, as if she was the unyielding star in this ever-changing world. This persistence made a warm current surge in my heart, and I made up my mind to help her realize this dream. So, I started my secret plan. I quietly signed up for a top online music training institution for her. After countless considerations and adjustments, I finally selected a course. In order not to let her notice, I even used part of my savings to pay most of the tuition. I know that the realization of dreams must rely on professional training, but the high tuition fees will definitely discourage her who has just graduated. It would be a pity if she gave up her dream because of a lack of money. Her special and beautiful voice should live in the world of music. I want to use this method to give her some encouragement and help her share some of the wind and rain. At the same time, I also signed up for online courses. A few weeks later, the training course arrived as scheduled, and Chaochao and I became classmates. I used my free time after get off work to learn vocal techniques, rhythm control, and resonance cavity with her. When she asked the teacher questions in the class group, I would echo that I had the same confusion, and then think about it carefully until she fully understood the teacher's answer. After a while, we gradually established a tacit understanding. I silently observed her on the other side of the screen, feeling her focused expression in class, which was a kind of beauty of full dedication. Whenever she sang a moving tune softly, my heart was filled with pride and relief. "Mu Yan, what do you think of the rhythm of this song?" Maybe she thought I always had the same confusion as her or was a potential soulmate, she actually took the initiative to add me as a WeChat friend and began to ask me questions. It turned out that her voice was really crisp like the sound of morning dew dripping, tapping my heart drop by drop. "The rhythm is good, but if you deepen the emotion in the chorus, the effect will be better." I always encourage her, and my words are full of my appreciation and expectations for her. Although my identity is still the mysterious "Mu Yan", I have become her music partner throughout the learning process. Whenever I had a new understanding of a new skill learned in the course, I always secretly looked forward to sharing it with her. Perhaps, she could feel some encouragement from my efforts, and then we could travel together in the ocean of music. Our relationship quietly warmed up during this period. Every discussion of music was a spiritual fusion. I couldn't suppress the urge to get closer to her and tell her my true identity. But my inner shyness and uneasiness stopped me from moving forward. I was worried that once this secret was revealed, all the good things would be gone. One night, we had just finished a group practice, and Liu Chaochao's voice was full of excitement: "Mu Yan, I really hope that one day, I can stand on the big stage and share my singing with everyone." Her words were like a string that plucked the emotions deep in my heart. "This day will definitely come, and your voice deserves to be heard by more people." I responded, but I was thinking in my heart that such a dream requires more support and effort. In the following days, I continued to support her with my heart. Whether it is recommending new songs or analyzing her singing, I try to be meticulous. On this road to chasing dreams, I hope to be her strongest backing, even if my identity is still hidden in the shadows. However, I gradually realized that my feelings have quietly taken root during this period. My appreciation for her is no longer just about music. Whenever I see her smile because of her progress, my heart is surrounded by an indescribable warmth. That feeling makes me extremely eager to occupy a place in her life, eager to let her know that this "Mu Yan" is not just a name, but a person who is willing to protect her wholeheartedly. In this secret protection, I feel the struggle and expectation in my heart. Perhaps one day I will muster up the courage to let her know my true identity; and today, I am willing to continue to support her silently and walk side by side with her on this road of music. "The lights of the world, the night willows, on every cold night, do you know that every sentence I love you is boiling like fire." "You are more specific than time"
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