Vocal fetish

Wen Shun was stunned.

The magnetic male voice in his ears caught his attention firmly like a hook. At that time, the unrestrained and sometimes low-pitched and deep singing seemed to have an irresistible magic power, which made people willingly take it out. Present your own heart.

His finger on the keyboard froze on a letter for a long time, and the words on the screen seemed to have turned into jerky and difficult passwords at this moment, and he couldn't recognize any of them or read them.

There is only one song in my head, and there is only one voice in my heart.And it was this voice, the tune of each sentence sung by this voice, that captured all his mind and took away all his thoughts in an instant.

It wasn't until another piece of melody and another strange voice appeared in his ears that Wen Shun suddenly recovered from the moment of absence just now.

Wen Shun, who came back to his senses, didn't know how to describe his feeling when he was absent-minded just now. The feeling of being pulled out of his whole soul and stuffed back into his body was so bizarre and even weird.

Wen Shun didn't know what kind of feeling this was, he only knew that he was eager to know who the voice just now belonged to.

He operated the mouse and quickly closed the thesis he had written for most of the day, called up his own player from the toolbar in the lower right corner of the computer, and unfolded the long list of random playlists.Wen Shun didn't know that his fingers were trembling when he clicked the "return to previous song" button.

When the song that captured all his mind just now was played again, and the voice that took away all his mind reappeared in his earphones, Wen Shun once again felt the illusion that his soul was taken away.

Wen Shun looked at the name of the singer on the player interface, unconsciously held his breath and closed his eyes. When the voice that was very unfamiliar to him 5 minutes ago surrounded his ears so clearly, Wen Shun Shun knew that it was just this short moment, and his heart no longer belonged to him.

"Zeng Gui..."

Wen Shun closed his eyes and read the name, his heart seemed to be slowly filled by something strange and sweet.

Wen Shun knew that he fell in love with this voice without any hesitation or confusion.

"Zeng Gui..."

Wen Shun is a face-blind patient with a vocal fetish - this is a secret, a secret that only he knows.

Wen Shun has been unable to recognize the faces of people around him since he was a child, or he could not remember the difference in their appearance.At that time, he didn't know what "face blindness" meant, and Wen Shun, who always mistook people, was also dubbed "fool" by many people in his childhood.

When he was older, Wen Shun became a little more sensible.He began to understand the difference between himself and others, but Wen Shun, who has been teased as a "fool" all the year round, dare not speak out the difference between himself and others casually.He is afraid to continue to be teased, and he is also afraid that if his secret is known, he will become isolated.

So Wen Shun began to work hard to learn to distinguish people around him in other ways, and to remember everyone he knew through some characteristics other than appearance.

At first, Wen Shun chose to identify everyone from their clothes, but he soon discovered that this was completely unworkable.After all, everyone in school wears exactly the same school uniform, and even if they don't wear school uniforms, he still won't be able to recognize someone if they change into new clothes.

Later, Wen Shun planned to identify each person from the characteristics of their hands, but when everyone put on gloves in winter, Wen Shun couldn't recognize them again.

So Wen Shun realized that if he wanted to hide the secret of his prosopagnosia, he had to find out the inherent and unhidden characteristics of everyone.

So Wen Shun noticed the "voice"—everyone's inherent characteristic that cannot be hidden and changed, which allows him to recognize and remember everyone's characteristics without the simplest face.

This time Wen Shun found the right method. From then on, everyone's "ID card" in his mind is no longer the blurred face and messy clothes that are completely indistinguishable to him, but the uniqueness that belongs to each person. the sound of.

With the passage of time, Wen Shun's use and understanding of sound is no longer simply used to recognize people.His high attention to voice and deliberate memory since he was a child made him different from ordinary people in this respect. For example, Wen Shun can feel the subtlest emotions of the other party from the tone of speech.

Sometimes even the person who is speaking is not aware of his little emotion, or someone deliberately hides it, but as long as Wen Shun listens to him, he can accurately distinguish the other person's true emotion.

If it is simple and superficial, you can feel joy, anger and sorrow; if it is deep and complicated, you can detect truth and lies.

And it is this that makes Wen Shun a different existence again in the eyes of others.

After all, no one wants to have too much contact with someone who can see into their true thoughts. Even if Wen Shun doesn't say anything, the expression that seems to see through everything makes the people who get along with him feel awkward.

This caused Wen Shun to fall into a low ebb for a while. After all, those were not his original intentions, but he couldn't abandon this "identification method" that he had been familiar with since he was a child.

The memory and observation of sound has become an inseparable part of Wen Shun for more than 20 years. For him, this instinct is equivalent to breathing. Wen Shun believes that this instinct will not disappear even if he loses his memory. .

So in the end, Wen Shun still embarked on the road of being isolated.

Those who isolate Wen Shun are because they feel that Wen Shun has something more than themselves, but only Wen Shun knows that he is actually the missing one.

Fortunately, Wen Shun is too lazy to entangle with the owners of those voices full of lies, and he is more willing to live in a sincere and innocent voice.

Perhaps it was the motivation triggered by this idea that Wen Shun's pursuit of sound became more and more demanding, hungry and dissatisfied.

So Wen Shun began to absorb all kinds of voices from the Internet, trying to satisfy the instinctive hunger in his body.But the accompanying and instinctive hunger and thirst in the body is like an awakened glutton. The various sounds he searches can only relieve the hunger for a while, but cannot satisfy its bottomless appetite.

Wen Shun originally thought that he would fight with the gluttonous voice in his heart for the rest of his life, but he didn't want to find that voice inadvertently.

The voice that soothed the clamoring hunger in his body made him instantly fall in love with it.

Wen Shun enjoyed the rare peace and satisfaction in this voice, and kept searching for all the information about this singer named "Zeng Gui".

After a while, a ten-page encyclopedia introduction appeared on Wen Shun's computer screen, and the player list was also full of fifty or sixty tracks.

When Wen Shun saw Zeng Gui's social account and a large number of fan groups on various platforms from the information he searched, he opened various social tools that he didn't open once in a century without thinking, and applied one by one. Pay attention to it again.

Wen Shun hastily scanned through the dozen or so pages of introductions and evaluations, and found that the owner of the voice he fell in love with was really amazing, not to mention the many names and all kinds of names that he couldn't understand. Awards, just the momentum of those crazy fans queuing up in the comment area to kneel and lick all kinds of confessions and scrolling through hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of pages made Wen Shun speechless.

Wen Shun looked at the various comments in the comment area, such as "male god marry me", "won't marry me", "ear pregnancy is responsible" and suddenly laughed. If he had been in the past, he would have dismissed such comments, and even paid them ridiculed.After all, he has never met Zeng Gui's voice before, and he never felt that there is any voice that can make people crazy.

But now, this Zeng Gui has completely fallen for himself with only one song, what right does he have to laugh at those who are impressed by his voice?

With a long sigh, Wen Shun played Zeng Gui's playlist, and clicked on the fan group message notification that suddenly started flashing in the lower right corner.

The members in the group were very active, and Wen Shun's notification of joining the group soon aroused a burst of warm welcome, and all kinds of "newcomers' explosive photos, sonic boom and sex" quickly confused Wen Shun's face.

Wen Shuan was rarely in a good mood. He turned on the microphone that he hadn't opened for a long time, said something in a gentle voice and then posted it into the group.

Just when everyone in the group thought that another soft girl joined the group, Wen Shun's voice message made them all slightly startled.

Yiyijiji: "My name is Yijiji. I like Zeng Gui's voice very much. I hope to get along with everyone in the future."

Clear, slightly cold male voice.