Conway: Wu Sheng, how I want to hear you say in my ear again - I love you.
Ye Wusheng: Wei, I love you, but you can't hear it anymore.
I can hear your melancholy but it's hard to tell you
When I open my mouth my voice disappears into the air
And the hearts slowly freeze in each other's silence
Your eyes are red with grievance
They want me to express all my emotions with my hands
My hands are in the air but I can't speak
And outside the window is the bland March weather
Your sadness remains in winter
You are still living in the memory of that accident last year
Still can't accept it, I sigh silently
How can I tell you that I have forgiven you?
I just can't say it in person that I still love you
Don't cry, okay? Don't cry anymore
I hug you tightly with both hands
----------Meng Tingwei's "Sign Language"
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