Chapter Seventy-Four: The End of the Song Is Not Dispersed.
The intonation of the singing voice has also changed, no longer as soft as just now, but now it has a little more strength, and it sounds a little clear singing.
The artistic conception brought to people has also changed, from the scene of blue sky and white clouds to the artistic conception of the beautiful lake of the wide mountains, the sound of the piano is also like coming from the mountains, the echoes are lingering, the flowers and birds are fascinated, and they are listening quietly at the moment.
Liye looked up at Ran Xue and smiled, looking at Zi Han, stunned, listening so attentively?
Her eyes seemed to be a little hazy, Xu was staring at Ran Xue and smiling, and Xu was thinking about things, anyway, it was very quiet.
At this moment, the sound of the piano entered a climax, the clear voice became a little louder, the tone was raised, and the sound of the piano was plucked more cheerfully, taking people into the bustling city and watching with interest.
After the climax, the song is about to come to an end, the piano tone slowly eases down, the voice begins to sink down, the tone is also a little sad, and the piano tone inexplicably gives people a somewhat bleak feeling.
The sound of the piano became smaller and smaller, and when the last sentence was over, the woman slowly put away the pipa, laid it flat aside, and sat in a dignified posture.
Zi Han also came to his senses, and applauded: "It's really a good song, this song is like life, there are ups and downs, there are joys and joys, but I don't know why this song ends with sadness in the end?" She was a little puzzled, from the beginning to the climax of this song, there were some comfortable and joyful emotions, but I don't know why it was so sad and desolate in the end.
Ran Xue smiled at the elegant man in front of her, her eyes moved slightly, lowered her eyes, stroked the pipa and said, "The song is over, how can you not be sad?"
"Does this song have a name?"
"It's called the end of the song. ”
The name of the song is so sad, after a song, the people will disperse, and the name of the table is not the life of this singer, just a song, and the guests will disperse.
Zi Han frowned: "The name of this song is not good. ”
Ran Xue raised her head with a smile and asked with some confusion, "Why?"
"Have you ever heard the song and the end of the song is not gone?"
"Not yet. ”
Zi Han smiled, "I haven't either, but there will always be." The smile was a little elegant, and the eyes that looked at Ran Xue were so pure.
"You should probably listen to it. She continued.
"It's a pity that that piece doesn't belong to me. Ran Xue smiled and looked at Zi Han.
"Sooner or later, it will belong. Zi Han took a wine glass and raised his glass to Ran Xue with a smile, "I wish it to belong to you one day in the future." "Drink it all.
Listening to the conversation between the two quietly, frowning, looking at Ran Xue and smiling, sure enough, seeing that her eyes were a little different when she looked at Zi Han, she was not in the same state of business as she had just come in, but at this time she was a little interested.
Ran Xue smiled at Zi Han who looked like she was raising a glass, got up, walked in front of Zi Han, bent over, the green silk hung down, picked up a clean wine glass with her slender hand, poured a glass of wine herself, didn't say anything, drank it directly, and looked at Zi Han with a smile on the corner of her mouth.
"I hope so. ”
Zi Han was just about to answer, but the mother suddenly knocked on the door, "What do you think of our Xuexiao's little song?"
"Good, I like it. "Open the door, and the mother will come in.
Hearing this, the mother's face was a smug expression: "That's, our Xuexiao is the signboard of Chunxiang Building, today I saw that the two sons are so extraordinary, so I let her come in and sing a song to you~ Look at this" The right hand rubbed a few times.
Zi Han immediately understood, and casually threw out a storage bag containing five thousand spirit stones.
The mother took over the investigation, the smile on her face deepened, at this moment it was like seeing the ancestors to please Zihan, looked at the two, and said with some ill-willed eyes: "If you really like it, the first day of the new year next month, but it will be the ** day of our snow smile, and then you will come to cheer." ”
Could it be that Zi Han looked at Ran Xue with some surprise, Ran Xue smiled, her face was a little bad, and she told her mother that she was not feeling well and left.
Zi Han was actually a little surprised, not that she looked down on the woman in the Qinglou, but that there would be a woman who kept her body clean in this mixed place, which was really rare.
She didn't shy away from anything, and asked the mother directly: "Why is it the first time for her?"
Mom smiled proudly, "Of course, she is our top brand, but she can't easily pick up customers, I'm a mother, I have to find a good husband for her~"
At this time, Ran Xuexiao, who returned to the room, was obviously in a bad mood, the first day of the new month next month, and now it will be the twenty-eighth, that is to say, there are still three days, and she will be given by those dirty men
Thinking of this, a great unwillingness and helplessness in my heart surged in my heart, in the unwilling, what
Abruptly, she remembered the son just now, that smile, maybe the most unadulterated smile she had ever seen here, his eyes looked at him without filth at all, there was only a faint sense of identity, it should be, it was a song that identified with himself
There was a little throbbing in her heart, and she shook her head with a wry smile, she shouldn't have this kind of thought, she was just a singer in Qinglou, and she was destined not to get that kind of emotion.
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After the mother left, the box seemed a little quiet at this time, neither of them was a person who talked much, they were drinking quietly by themselves, and soon, the altar on the table was empty, and Zi Han got up.
"The wine is drunk, it's time for us to go. ”
Li put down the wine glass, lowered his eyes, and looked at his face reflected on the smooth wine glass, and at this moment, his already cold face was a little cold again, and he said expressionlessly: "Do you want to go our separate ways after drinking this glass of wine?"
Glancing at the low-pressure Li, he said a little coldly: "We didn't intersect in the first place, so why not go our separate ways." "The tone is flat.
"It's really ruthless, but you didn't do that to that girl just now." ”
Looking down at Li, after a long time, Zi Han spoke: "Aren't you a?" ”
“”
I was choked by Zi Han's words, and it took me a long time to return: "What if it's a?"
Now it was Zi Han's turn and smiled, "What's the matter? If you were a, I would immediately stay away from you now, now you tell me, are you a?"
"Do you want me to answer yes or no?"
It seems that I can't answer any of them
He was silent and got up: "Let's go, it's getting late." ”
Looking at this back with a straight back, Zi Han's eyes darkened, this person can't really be a
went out to pay the bill, the mother seemed to treat the ancestors as enthusiastically as she didn't like words, sent the two to the door, and didn't forget to say when she left, "Don't forget the first day of the new month next month, nine o'clock in the evening." As he spoke, the handkerchief in his hand was still waving goodbye to the two.