Just Xie Lan, Xie Lan's original intention, and Xie Lan's gift from God.

Dou Sheng sighed softly, "I never had a chance to say, thank you for being with me for those two years."

Xie Lan lost his mind for a long time, the more noisy his heart became, the more dazed his expression became.

SilentWaves is the darkest label in his life. After Xiao Langjing's death, it always reminded Xie Lan of that tragic and ridiculous struggle.

As everyone knows, the thing that buried his belief helped Dou Sheng out of the trough.

The years are so tricky.

After a long time, he asked softly, "When did you recognize me?"

"It's the first time you played the piano in my live broadcast." Dou Sheng raised the corners of his lips when he heard the words, "Although your figure is much older than before, I knew it was you as soon as the melody came out. Many, but you are unique."

There was a bloodbath on the Internet, but the two people in the center of the eye of the vortex were very calm.

Xie Lan received a comforting goodnight kiss from her boyfriend, took a shower, and lay down under the quilt.

Wutong lay on the pillow and snored, feeling drowsy. He wanted to reach out and touch Wutong's head before falling asleep, but struggled with consciousness.

At the moment when he was about to give up, a subtle sense of familiarity suddenly appeared in his heart.

After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and took out the phone under the pillow.

The list of private messages is very long, and almost all of them have come to scold him recently, but he has not read the private messages this week, and the list is completely arranged in the order of speeches from near to far.

Xie Lan swipe down patiently until his wrists are sore, and his eyes begin to slack before he finally stops.

Back to Monday night-

Protagonist in Black: How much of the original arrangement you uploaded on the main creative voting page of "Youth on the String" is original?

Xie Lan was stunned by this sentence at the time, but now he patiently punctuated the sentence carefully, and finally understood it.

This was the first private message to question the originality of his demo, and it was before a certain group of pickpockets, and before all the denunciations and questions he could think of.

The head portrait of the protagonist in black is pure black, without patterns.

Xie Lan clicked into this account, level 5, pure viewer, considered an experienced user, there are videos in all districts in the favorites, but he did not follow any UP.

Xie Lan hesitated to go back to the private message list, accidentally touched the top of the screen, and the page automatically bounced back to the top.

The name "Walling Azer" just came into sight.

Coincidentally, this private message happened to be bumped into by him.

Xie Lan hesitated for a moment, then clicked to open the dialog-

Aze: Idol/Little TV Cry-

Aze: This is the end of the matter, I'm here to kneel-

Aze: Is it you? Idol, you are the deity of God S, right? I spat with fans for a long time today, and then went to investigate the instigator of this incident for a long time, I beg my idol to feel sorry for me, I used to be pig eyes 555

Xie Lan: "..."

He frowned and checked the meaning of the instigator, and suddenly had the idea of ​​replying to the other party.

But the reply was very cold, quite bean-

Xie Lan: I am S? go crazy-

Aze: The idol returned to me! -

Aze: It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, just think I'm crazy. I went crazy when I went back from the live broadcast last time. I smashed my head against the big wall all night! -

Aze: I am not human, I am insane, I run on the "new" UP, I am jealous of the strong, I am full of vanity! ! but! I really like you! Whether you like it or not, I have already proclaimed myself your little dog leg at station B, but unfortunately we are not in the same city, otherwise I would take a taxi and take out my heart for you to eat! -

Xie Lan: ...Thank you, I have no appetite.

Azer is a bit miserable today.

It is estimated that he also knows that if he scolds the fans, the fans will run away, so he simply releases all the output desires of the transformed keyboard player to Xie Lan.

Xie Lan put away the phone and hugged the cat for a while, then picked up the phone, A Ze had already written a small composition with more than ten screens.

The first half is trashy crap praising the S.

The second half is a confession of your own trashy crap.

Only the last two sentences were an understatement, making Xie Lan sit up all of a sudden.

"Mix in the same district, it's not good to blow people's vests directly, and there is only a 60% to 70% certainty. The music district is UP with millions of fans. If you look through it, the logic of the speech is not very clear."

"The basis for judging is the fan operation company. A while ago, I consulted a studio that I hadn't used before, and wanted to outsource the D platform for publicity. The writing of the post in a certain group was very similar to the template of its PR draft. At that time, the business casually mentioned the same area. A certain UP also uses them, which is the condition I mentioned above, and it is very easy to screen."

Speech logic is not clear?

Xie Lan immediately thought of a "Master in Black" who had a lot of questions.

He didn't return that night, probably inadvertently dodging some trap. After all, if the reply must be something like "100% original", it will inevitably be ridiculed even more fiercely.

He hastily sent a thank you to Ze, and clicked on the music channel.

Station B cannot watch the main list of UP by partition, but you can watch historical popular videos in a certain section. Xie Lan flipped through it for a while and basically got the result.

There are ten UPs with more than one million in the music area.

The next step is a 920,000 fan, the 900,000 level is almost only this person, and the following is out of stock. Xie Lan searched for a long time, and found the closest one to him, and it has dropped to 810,000.

The anchor with 920,000 fans is called "A Little Black Chai".

Seeing the name, Xie Lan was stunned.

If I remember correctly, on the day of the Dalei live broadcast, a little Heichai also gave him a lot of gifts. On that day, Dou Sheng was No. 1 on the list, Aze was No. 2, and this little Heichai was the No. 3 on the list. Xie Lan has also watched some of his videos, playing the violin and piano, and has solid basic skills, but he has no ability to arrange music. He is introverted, sometimes blush in front of the camera, and speak hesitantly. Fans call him "dog hook".

*

Before Xie Lan had time to tell Dou Sheng about this, Dou Sheng came to knock on the door early the next morning.

"I seem to have found it," he said.

On the screen of the mobile phone is a call log of more than ten minutes.

"I asked all the UPs who had a good relationship last night before going to bed. This morning, a person from the digital area replied to me. The person who bought the black public relations draft was probably a small black firewood from the music area. My friend and I used the same online water army. Studio, he said that the manuscript was written by that studio."

Xie Lan was stunned, "Isn't it a fan-operated company?"

Dou Sheng raised his voice and said "hmm", "What kind of fan operation company?"

After comparing Aze's private messages together, they were basically closed.

Dou Sheng clicked his tongue, "Those who operate fans usually have navy business. This studio is independent from a big company, and now it is crazy about expanding its business. Xiao Heichai should be their biggest customer at present, so they attract people. They are all using Xiao Heichai's data to boast, and they are short of directly reporting his ID number."

Xie Lan took the phone and looked at the homepage of a little black firewood, feeling a little complicated.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

Dou Sheng said, "I have a few other friends who should be able to talk to Xiao Heichai. I will ask them to help me find a way to prove it, and so on."

Xie Lan couldn't help being shocked, "How many UP friends do you have?"

"Huh?" Dou Sheng raised his head from behind the phone screen, "Let's say there are a hundred or so, and there are only thirty or so who have a good relationship."

Xie Lan: "...Only?"

Dou Sheng casually explained while posting a message: "No matter how good the creation quality of Xiaopozhan is, it is just a traffic platform. Where there are people, there will be struggles, and conflicts of interest can't be avoided anywhere. Just listen to what this Aze says Listen, don't think of him too much as a friend."

Too.

Xie Lan sent Xiao Heichai's ID number to A Ze, but A Ze didn't answer yes or no directly.

But he suddenly talked about business with Xie Lan, saying that after he recognized Xie Lan as God S, driven by his keen sense of smell, he took the initiative to lower the business quotation by about five percentage points.

Xie Lan was confused for a while, "What do you mean?"

Dou Sheng leaned over and glanced at the screen, oh.

"The business resources in the music district are narrow, and one hole is less than one hole. New heads come, and it is a routine operation for others to symbolically lower prices."

He explained: "Aze has dropped, and several UPs that are not too different from Aze's level will also have to be downgraded. Many brands focus on the threshold of one million, one million and nine hundred thousand, and the price difference between the business list is not a little bit .Now that the price is lowered, most of the business orders that could only choose him are sold out directly, miserable. If you look through his recent business drafts, it is much slower than before."

Xie Lan understood roughly, flipped through it, and it was true.

Xiao Heichai updates every Wednesday. In the past, there were almost two or three advertisements per month, but there was none at the end of this month.

Next, Dou Sheng made intermittent phone calls all day long in his room.

Public opinion became more fermented today. After Xie Lan's brief struggle on Friday night, the other party seemed to want to kill him completely, and the number of navy troops was unprecedented.

On the "Youth on the String" voting page, Jiada has broken 200,000 votes, Aze has more than 50,000 votes, and Xie Lan has only a pitiful 4,000 votes, which has hardly been raised in the past few days.

The businessmen who came to ask about it two days ago have disappeared out of thin air these days, and none of them have been urged.

Xie Lan already knew that this job was cold and warm, so he didn't feel anything, so he just concentrated on recording his clarification video.

He promised to send the video before eight o'clock in the evening, but he edited the film, but was suppressed by Dou Sheng.

Dou Sheng had just finished his last phone call, and there was still a few mouthfuls of porridge takeaway on the table.

"Let's postpone it for half an hour. Xiao Heichai has a daily live broadcast at 8 o'clock in the evening, and someone is connecting with him."

Xie Lan frowned, "What does Lian Mai mean?"

"It's just that the two anchors in the live broadcast turned on the voice, this time it's MR. Stand UP to pay New Year's greetings."

Xie Lan: "..."

"Then they..."

"He is also a famous big UP in the food area. He said that he would do business with Xiao Heichai, and Xiao Heichai agreed."

Xie Lan had an inexplicable premonition.

I had a premonition that someone seemed to be making a show again.

"What did he promise you?"

"It's nothing, he likes you very much." Dou Sheng glanced at Xie Lan and smiled, "Don't worry."

Don't worry what the hell?

Xie Lan hesitated to speak, watching Dou Sheng typing and communicating with X, his expression gradually confused.

*

At eight o'clock in the evening, Xiao Heichai will be broadcast on time.

On the screen is a boy wearing glasses with a dull look. His white skin and docile black hair make him look a bit milky. He is in his early twenties, smiling gently and shyly at the camera.

"Good evening, everyone. Welcome to A Little Heichai's live broadcast room to watch my live broadcast again. Today I practice piano every day again."

Dou Sheng snorted, "He talks more like a returnee than you do."

Xie Lan: "..."

Xiao Heichai speaks in this style, fans have long been used to it. The barrage was full of friendly "dog hooks", and Heichai smiled and said: "In order to eliminate the ordinaryness of my ordinary program, today I am going to mic with MR.

As he spoke, he clicked on QQ, entered a string of QQ numbers, and clicked to send the invitation.

Xie Lan was worried about how MR. X would start the show with him, when he suddenly heard a coughing sound from Dou Sheng's speaker.

Dou Sheng calmly clicked on the friend notification, and approved the application sent by "A Little Black Chai".

Xie Lan had a shocked face: "?"

Heichai's voice invitation lighted up on the screen, and Dou Sheng connected indifferently, his voice a little higher than usual, "Hello."

"Hello, X." Heichai said, "It's been a long time since we talked, what are you doing now?"

Dou Sheng smiled and said lightly: "It's been a long time? Let's chat for the first time."

There was an abrupt silence on the speakers.

Xie Lan looked at Dou Sheng with hellish eyes, Dou Sheng raised his eyebrows and smiled triumphantly at him for a while, then recovered his expressionless face for a second, and yawned, "I'm talking to you, what else can I do?" ."

A question mark floated across the barrage-

Are the anchors doing the show on purpose? -

Is X's voice like this? I rarely hear him speak in person-

Why do I feel that the voice of X...is a bit familiar...

Xiao Heichai got stuck for a while before recovering, and laughed and cursed along the bullet screen: "You are a dog, and you pretend not to know, then I will start here first."

Dou Sheng hummed twice, "Let's start, hurry up." -? ? ? -

Why do I smell a bit of embarrassment...

The screen was full of embarrassment, and Xiao Heichai couldn't sit still. He bowed his head and quickly sent a few messages.

Dou Sheng turned off the mute casually, and said to Xie Lan: "Don't worry, I've made an agreement with X, if he asks, X will say it's the effect of the show."

Xie Lan finally gained the freedom to speak, and said in shock: "Didn't X know him, and you're not afraid of offending him?"

"He's a fart." Dou Sheng snorted, "I'm X's grandfather, and my grandparents and grandchildren are in the same line of blood."

Xie Lan: "..."

Dou Sheng reopened the microphone. After confirming with X, Xiao Heichai was in better condition, pulled out the music stand, set up the piano, and said with a smile: "Today's popularity is much higher than before."

"That's right." Dou Sheng snorted, "Look at these bullet screens, I'll read them to you."

"I quarreled with my natal UP all afternoon, and my stomach hurts from anger. I came here to take refuge-this is obviously Aze fan."

"I've been skeptical about my life for a week, and I don't know who to look at in the future-there's a high probability that it's Xie Lan or w...or Douzi's fans."

"Do you have a violin and ASMR? I want to listen to chewing potato chips-isn't this my fan?" -

...-

This is not the effect of the show, is it? It's obviously for arguing-

Gougou, are you really familiar with X...-

No, old X fans thought it was wrong from the very beginning-

Actually, I want to say, the sound is kind of like...uh...-

Like my natal UP who just finished arguing with him yesterday-

I have been away from Dou for a few days to seek peace, do I think he is hallucinating? -

It's not Dou, he's too lazy to come out and fight with others-

Did Douzi have a stomachache and hallucinated, and ran out to do evil? -

Could it be related to what happened these days? -

Fuck blind spot!

The barrage increased sharply, and after a long time, Dou Sheng's snort came clearly from the earphones.

"it's me."

Little Heichai's face turned pale all of a sudden, he instinctively stood up from the chair, but after a while he sat down again with clenched fists, his expression a little dazed.

"What's wrong? Beans?"

"Um."

"This... hello, brother, this is the first chat, I..."

"I'm not well." Dou Sheng interrupted him coldly, "You don't know if my roommate and I are doing well."

There was a dead silence again from the speakers.

The bullet screen was full of exclamation marks, and then, visible to the naked eye, the number of people in the live broadcast room began to surge-

Here we go! -

Where is the melon? -

What's the situation, I heard that there are beans from my family, where are the beans? -

on the mic-

on the mic-

Is this Xie Lan's live broadcast of asking questions about crimes? Uh, my friend said so-

It's not Xie Lan, it's Dou Zi-

Watch UP fights in the front row?

"It's not a fight, it's just to say hello." Dou Sheng responded to the barrage naturally, as if he was the owner of the live broadcast room.

"This is the first friendly meeting. Surprise, right? It's nothing else. I just want to ask, do you really like SilentWaves and feel sorry for him, or do you just want to mess with Xie Lan and tried your best to catch him?" This handle comes out?"

Dou Sheng's tone is very calm, even a little gentle. Fans who are familiar with him know that there are often no good things behind the gentleness.

"I'm mainly a little confused. There are a few friends around me who know S on the Internet. They know a little about music. They all say that Xie Lan's original works have basically no similarities with S's style. You have more than 900,000 followers, and you think that Are their styles similar?"

Xiao Heichai didn't say a word, his mouse on the screen went to the hang up button of the voice call, and then paused.

sinus

Sheng smiled calmly, "Don't hang up, think about it carefully, if you hang up now, is it over?" -

...the beans are fresh today-

For the first time in my life, I felt that Douzigang was actually after deciding not to follow him-

The mood is a million points complicated-

Same complicated, start to swing

Dou Sheng's voice turned cold in an instant, "Don't waver, if you don't have a fan, you won't be a fan. I have a thin skin and a fragile heart. I can't resist my own fans, so I listen to the rhythm and come to question me." -

Why is it so tough-

I heard that there is Xiao Heichai behind Xie Lan's incident, but you don't seem so innocent? -

This time the tempo is so big, there must be a sailor, but I didn't expect it to be a dog-

Keep your mouth clean, this is Gougou's live broadcast room after all-

Add one, Heichai fans have a peaceful mind, just want to wait for an answer-

Even if Gougou really made a move, there must be a conflict of interest, so it's okay to use some means to expose the plagiarism

Xie Lan looked at the barrage and frowned.

Just as he was about to speak, Dou Sheng pulled his hand and glanced at the time.

20:20-

Everyone, the popularity value is already five times that of the usual live broadcast... -

How many fans are there in this live broadcast room now? -

Dou Zi, please speak softly, although I am on the verge of losing powder, I don't want to scold you outside-

Is Xie Lan by your side? I just want to ask, how about sending clarification at 8:00 p.m.? -

Don't clarify what should be done, come here to tear it up? -

I really loved, just want a truth or a sorry

The wind direction of the barrage gradually changed, I don't know where it started, the rhythm changed back to Xie Lan's plagiarism and imitation.

Xiao Heichai seemed to have finally cleared his mind, and said in a cold voice: "This matter has nothing to do with me. I just added the post after seeing many people discussing it. I haven't discussed it. Please investigate clearly, I Turn off your mic."

"It has nothing to do with you?" Dou Sheng smiled, and a low and clear laugh sounded in the live broadcast room, "It has nothing to do with you, you are not angry at all because I messed it up? Explain to me?" -

Bean, the psychology guru-

If I didn't have doubts about your character, I would even feel a little su-

Douzi has no character problems, please don't think he is Su, you are not worthy-

Xie Lan plagiarized, Douzi covered up, as long as there is this layer, I don't think Xiao Heichai is wrong-

Even if someone messes with you, what can you do? no flies bite seamless eggs

The direction of the barrage is almost one-sided, but no matter how many rounds it exceeds, it will eventually return to the debate on plagiarism or not.

Finally, Xiao Heichai looked at those bullet screens and regained his composure.

He also said: "The rhythm thing really has nothing to do with me, but you guys come to my live broadcast room to stir up trouble, I also want to ask, what about Xie Lan's explanation?"

"The explanation has just been released." Dou Sheng said, "I'll accompany everyone to watch the explanation. Oh, the noble, glamorous and morally picky viewers can shout again, so that we don't have to go back and explain it a second time. Xiao Hei Dog, please play the clarification video for everyone."

Heichai was silent for a long time, in the small window, Xie Lan vaguely saw the corners of his mouth trembling, and was annoyed by Dou Cheng.

With a cold face, he clicked on Xie Lan's homepage, refreshed it twice, and mocked: "Where did you post it?"-

I didn't brush it out either-

Why are you still stubborn, what the hell happened to you, Douzi-

With the peace ahead, Douzi will not tell such a clumsy lie-

What kind of explanation can you post? Discuss the music style? -

To be honest, we all admit that it does not constitute plagiarism, but even subtle similarities and imitations make people uncomfortable-

Indeed, if we say we are morally picky, we are picky-

I like Xie Lan, I just like his unrefined and unrefined Su Gan-

Don't say that you like Xie Lan, just be a quiet passerby who only listens to works, thank you

"This is the difference between us." Dou Sheng said casually, "I like Xie Lan, I like everything about him, there are not so many rules."

Heichai was already very irritable,

The mouse and keyboard ping-pong-pong.

"Where is it?" He asked, "Besides humiliating me in my live broadcast room, do you have any sincerity to explain? Where is Xie Lan himself?"

Xie Lan glanced at the time on the bottom right corner of the computer.

The moment when 20:29 switched to 20:30.

He said quietly, "I'm here."-! ! ! -

Xie Lan, don't hide, give me an explanation-

As expected, Xie Lan was-

Just a week after confronting all kinds of sunspots, when I heard Lan Zai's voice, I suddenly wanted to cry-

Let him finish talking, can you stop scolding first? A little independent thinking, okay? -

He didn't hide thanks, he replied in the first place no plagiarism-

What do you want him to do? A person who can't speak Chinese well, let him talk to you?

"Stop arguing, it's pointless." Xie Lan's voice was calm, and he glanced at the Internet accelerator icon in the lower right corner of Xiao Heichai's screen, "Send you a link, and you should be able to click on it."

Dou Sheng has already sent the link to the chat box with Xiao Heichai.

Xiao Heichai sneered, and clicked on the link.

With just this action, Xie Lan could see that he was not his so-called fan on the Internet.

That link is his personal homepage link, with Youtube keywords hanging brightly, followed by his ID.

The speed of the webpage was a little slow, and it took a few seconds before it was transferred to the Youtube interface.

Silent Waves.

The screen was full of "2 years ago" videos, only the first one in the list suddenly appeared "1 min ago", and the title of the video was a period.

The bullet screen exploded directly.

The whole section of shit and exclamation marks were swiped past, and the live broadcast room was a little stuck. Heichai looked at the silhouette on the cover of the video, and his hands suddenly trembled.

Xie Lan moved the microphone a little closer, but his voice was still calm and unwavering.

"Please open, the first video, my clarification video." -

click open click open-

I'm getting numb-

Goosebumps all over-

Not what I thought it was? ? ? -

But I can't think of any other possibility...-

Open it, Nima! ! !

From the perspective of popularity, there are at least two million people in the live broadcast room.

The audience who can go online in the entire music area at this moment may be here, and there may be many other areas watching the fun.

Heichai's fingers trembled for a long time, but he still lightly clicked to play.

The projector was temporarily borrowed, and the water ripples flickered on the white wall, with the silhouette of a boy standing among them.

Familiar viewers will find that the window screen that is blown by the wind at the border of the picture is the window screen of beans.

The silhouette of S is projected on the wall, calm and elegant as in previous years.

But it is more willful and upright, like the phoenix tree in June, quietly flourishing in the tranquility.

There is a small table in the close-up of the camera, which is the one where the water glasses were placed when the two of them broadcasted a horror game a long time ago.

A white and slender hand with well-defined bones stretched out from close to the camera. The high-definition camera almost captured the winding and delicate texture of the skin, and a small bean was drawn on the side of the index finger.

Gently place a sycamore leaf on the small table with your hand to create a sense of ritual exclusive to SilentWaves.

The moment the sycamore leaves fell, the silhouette boy put the bow on the qin, and with a touch of the long bow, the sound of the qin poured out.

His figure was chic and easy, and what he was playing was Xie Lan's controversial demo. Adagio is lyrical, each bow swings the body freely, obviously with a sad sob, but the young man's figure is as light and free as the wind, accompanied by the window screen blowing aside, it seems that the shadow will be in the next second Walking out of the screen, breaking out of the cocoon, giving birth to Xie Lan's eyebrows and eyes.

After a classic pad sound, the adagio suddenly turned to the passionate allegro. After a separation of two years, the man throwing bows and bows, not the slightest inferior to the peak of the year, but more mature and calm.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was silent for a long time.

After playing a whole piece of music, the screen

There is still a large blank space on the screen, only a few pure passers-by who just came in sporadically praised a few nice words.

The video is very short, and the progress bar reaches the end. S stops the bow at a fixed point as before, allowing the silhouette to stay in front of the camera for a few more seconds. The hair was clear, and the shadow gradually blurred and dissipated.

black screen.

Dou Sheng's voice sounded in the video, "Finished recording?"

Xie Lan said, "Yes."

White italic Chinese subtitles appear.

--haven't seen you for a long time--

There was nothingness in the live broadcast room.

Those millions of popularity points seem to be fake.

It wasn't until Xiao Heichai shut down the Youtube page all of a sudden that the barrage seemed to come alive.

Unprecedented explosion, all kinds of Chinese and English are mixed and piled up, which makes people's scalp numb and fear at a glance.

Xie Lan looked at the bullet screen quietly, as if a mountain roared and a tsunami leaned towards him, and then roared away from him.

But those were things he didn't care about, what he cared about was that Dou Sheng secretly held his hand from the side.

It's amazing how many times he's seen videos of himself as SilentWaves.

But this is the first time, when I was watching, I was gently held by someone's hand.

Therefore, the sound of the piano, the silhouette, the phoenix tree, the water wave, together with this account, seem to no longer have the loneliness in memory.

He didn't turn off the mic, and there was a slight sound of fabric rubbing in the mic.

It was Dou Sheng who silently leaned over to kiss him.

After a long time, Dou Sheng approached Xie Lan and spoke in a low voice in the live broadcast room.

"Thank you, Er Mao, I have always liked you."

The barrage made the whole live broadcast very sluggish, and Heichai's movement in the picture frame was a little slow. I don't know if it was caused by the network or his own sluggishness.

His face was ashen, and he didn't know how to deal with such a situation. He sat in the chair and couldn't open his mouth.

After a long time, the various barrages finally came together.

Those who scolded may have shut up, or they may have apologized submerged in the white barrage in the background.

Those who have been speaking for Xie Lan finally feel proud-

God! ! -

God! ! -

God! ! -

Xie Lan is number one in the world-

Xie Lan is number one in the world-

Xie Lan! No. 1 in the world! !

"I hope that Heichai will explain this incident within this week, otherwise we will pursue it." Xie Lan said.

Dou Sheng reminded, "Investigate."

"Oh, pursue it."

Xie Lan raised his hand and put it on the button to hang up the voice, and paused for a while.

The boy's tone was still soft, without too many waves.

"There is no S god, SilentWaves, it's just a piece of my past."