The Lost Melody

 

The Lost Melody (Original Story by Tonkabean)

(Translate by AI)




He sat quietly beneath the banyan tree, his gaze vacantly following the green leaves as they drifted down, his mind a blank canvas. Since the accident, he had lost her, and with her, his memories. He seemed to have forgotten her completely.

 

But the melody that kept recurring in his mind, (Do Do Do Do Do Do Do Do...), was like a set of keys. Each time it sounded, fragments of memories surfaced. He remembered her smile under the banyan tree, the gentle way she stroked the bamboo branches, the warmth of the spring breeze as it passed by them.

 

(Do Do Do Do....) The melody grew clearer, the images more complete. He recalled their walks in the rain beneath the banyan tree, the leaves falling onto her hair, him gently brushing them away.

 

(May I spend my life with you, the flowers bloom fleetingly, spring has deepened). Her voice echoed in his ears, he remembered her promise, and the tears she had shed that day.

 

(Do Do Do Do...) The melody was like a sharp knife, pulling him back to reality from his memories. He clung to it, for it felt like a lifeline, he wanted to find his lost love, find her again, so he had to hold onto the lost melody.

 

(Do Do Do Do...Do Do Do Do) This was the melody they had hummed together, whether they were in a cold war, arguing, or on the verge of breaking up, as long as (Do Do Do Do...Do Do Do Do) sounded, they would return to those sweet days.

 

(Until that day, love deep, is there hate in love?) He remembered her turning and leaving, the bang of the wooden door as she closed it, and the shattering pain in his heart.

 

He sought out those melodies, but they wouldn't appear. When he focused on his work, the melody would suddenly intrude, making him nervous, and he would rush to greet it.

(Do Do Do Do....) Fragments of melody drifted, images floated up, taking him back to forgotten stories, unremembered sweetness. The streets they had walked together, familiar scenes, familiar beds, he recorded them with pen and ink, any trace that could be linked to her, he would follow and search.

 

(Do Do Do Do...) The melody led him to the junk room, where he discovered an old wooden music box. He opened it, wound the key, and it slowly spun, playing a familiar tune (Do Do Do Do...).

 

(Do Do Do Do...) It was the music box's tune, he had always thought it was a pop song they hummed, or a classical piece they were enthralled by, it seemed there was a new clue. What shocked him even more was a yellowed photograph he found inside the music box, a picture of a happy couple embracing and laughing under a banyan tree.

 

He recognized her in the photo, and knew the person beside her was himself. It must be her! Because whenever (Do Do Do Do) appeared, this was the person who appeared in his mind, only the image in his mind was blurry, but the person in the photo was clear. He closed his eyes, feeling the comfort the melody brought.

 

One day, someone rang the doorbell. He opened the door to find her standing there! It turned out she hadn't disappeared from the world, he had wished for her to return, and she had. As long as she was back, nothing else mattered.

 

When she returned, there were whispers around her.

(How could she come back? ...How could he let her back? ...Has she got the nerve to come back? ...What's he doing? ...Oh, yes, he's gone crazy! ...That woman has no shame.) These words went around and around, the cleaning lady said it, the building security guard said it, the newspaper delivery man said it, the milkman said it, the postman said it.

 

He only wanted love, nothing else mattered. After she returned, his headaches and the melody disappeared, his nervousness vanished.

 

She filled his heart with her familiar smile, making him overjoyed, everything started anew. They went back to the familiar streets, the familiar beach, and slept in the familiar bed again. He felt an unprecedented warmth, the recovered warmth of her body, she felt the same.

 

However, their happy days were like a fleeting bloom, less than half a year later, the familiar (Do Do Do Do...) melody sounded again. His head began to throb, strange images flooded his mind, not only of her, but also of men he didn't recognize, their affairs were intertwined. No, no, no, it wasn't just this man, there were others!

 

(Do Do Do Do...) The jarring music and the cruel reality intertwined.

He finally understood that (Do Do Do Do...) wasn't a symbol of love, but a warning of betrayal.

 

He looked at her, his tone was like an order, he demanded she leave him, leave this place. Otherwise, he would use the sharp fruit knife in his hand to kill her...

 

She was heartbroken, she wanted to leave, he had driven her away.

She had lost her memory after the car accident.

If it hadn't been for (Do Do Do Do...), she wouldn't have found him, wouldn't have come looking for him. She thought she was finding her lost love, finding him again, but it turned out it was all nothing.

 

No, they hadn't found their lost love, they hadn't found each other again, they were just entangled by the lost melody.

 

The End!



The Lost Melody (Lyric)

https://suno.com/song/fe2c825e-53f2-4c89-a0be-14e5686ea90b

https://youtu.be/e3VzaVGlWuQ




Beneath the banyan tree, leaves fall like tears

A melody whispers, a memory appears

A smile, a touch, a warmth long gone

Lost in the silence, where did I go wrong?

 

Do Do Do Do, the rhythm of our love

A haunting refrain, a gift from above

Do Do Do Do, a promise we made

But the melody's broken, the love's betrayed

 

The music box spins, a faded photograph

A glimpse of our past, before the tragic aftermath

Do Do Do Do, the tune of our bliss

But the harmony's shattered, a painful abyss

 

Do Do Do Do, the rhythm of our love

A haunting refrain, a gift from above

Do Do Do Do, a promise we made

But the melody's broken, the love's betrayed

 

She returns, a ray of light in the gloom

But the shadows linger, a bitter, dark bloom

Do Do Do Do, a siren's sweet call

Revealing a truth, that threatens to fall

 

The melody's a weapon, a piercing sting

Unveiling secrets, the pain it will bring

Do Do Do Do, a haunting refrain

The love we once shared, lost in the rain

 

Do Do Do Do, the rhythm of our love

A haunting refrain, a gift from above

Do Do Do Do, a promise we made

But the melody's broken, the love's betrayed

 

Do Do Do Do, a symphony of pain

The lost melody, a love we can't reclaim

Do Do Do Do, echoes in the night

A reminder of love, forever lost to the light

 

All of Story Song Playlist

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MpQqziNOUNI&list=PLAzKCxmQqsb722uhAE33lLUZV78ZEWvs_

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