Some people have used words such as "deep and calm", "soft and sad", "like an echo in the middle of the night" to describe the characteristics of the saxophone, and the emotions contained in the music of "The Most Familiar Stranger" seem to be flattened and elongated under the performance of the saxophone, like silk, entwining people's hearts!

Although Yang Yi teased his son when he played the saxophone at the beginning, he still couldn't bear to desecrate this piece of music and played it affectionately.

Especially when he blows the sentence "each is sad", he uses a long trill, blowing the raised tone like an electric current, as if it can penetrate people's souls!

Murphy closed her eyes and indulged in the sad music of the saxophone, but even if she closed her eyes, she could not suppress the emotions that had burst out, and two lines of tears spread from the corners of her eyes.

Yang Yi just blew his body up, and just turned his head and saw this scene.

What's the situation? Why do you cry?

Yang Yi hurriedly stopped talking, and the saxophone's voice stopped abruptly, and instead he asked with concern: "Wife, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly cry?"

"Could it be that I was moved by this tune I played, right?" Yang Yi also joked, "I play so well, I'm not good at this thing!"

Murphy rubbed her eyes and looked at this incomprehensible guy with some annoyance, she sat there sullenly, frowning moth eyebrows, wrinkled delicate nose, slightly puffed pink cheeks, full of "I'm sad and uncomfortable, waiting for comfort"!

Of course, Yang Yi can still roughly guess the source of Murphy's emotions, he put down the saxophone, sat on the coffee table in front of Murphy, looked at her with both eyes, and smiled gently: "Didn't I tell you, these songs are all my imagination out of thin air, don't you think nonsense? It does not express my true feelings, but the emotions I constructed out of thin air in order to write sad songs." ”

Why doesn't Murphy understand this truth? Yang Yi has not changed his mind, and Murphy does not know. It's just that she is a woman who needs a lot of emotional security, and she can't help but think crankily in her head.

I saw her purse her lips, with a bit of a nasal voice, and said in a muffled voice: "I know...... It's just that after reading these lyrics, I can't help but think of a lot of messy things in my head. ”

"What kind of mess?" Yang Yi asked.

"It's like you're in love with someone else, just like you wrote in this song, I don't know when it started, and you don't love me......" Murphy said, his heart aching and his eyes turning red again.

Yang Yi looked distressed, so he simply sat down next to Murphy, hugged her with a big hand, hugged her into his arms, straddled his lap, and the two faced each other like this, getting closer.

Murphy was blushed by Yang Yi, not to mention that she didn't know where to run from the uncomfortable mood just now, and now she turned her head to look at Xiao Yu who was staying in the crib on the side, Xiao Yu was watching the movement here with wide eyes, although some vision was blocked by the armrest of the sofa, but Murphy was still a little ashamed.

"My son is watching!" Murphy said with a shy chatter.

"Leave him alone!" Yang Yi reached out and pinched Murphy's nose and said with a smile, "Look at you, you can make yourself so embarrassed by cranky thoughts!

"You're still bullying me!" Murphy found that he couldn't resist Yang Yi, so he simply didn't care about anything, revealing his true nature, and shouted with an aggrieved face.

"There was bullying you?" Yang Yi said with a smile.

"You twist my nose!" Murphy said angrily.

"It's not too hard, pinch it gently, is it also called twisting?"

"I don't care, when you usually feel sorry for me, you kiss me, how can you pinch me...... Hmm......" Murphy was speechless.

After a while, she was let go, her lips were ruddy and crystalline, her face was as red as snow, although she was still staring at Yang Yi angrily, but those eyes that seemed to be happy and disgusted seemed to be about to come out of the water!

"Don't think nonsense, we'll be fine!" Yang Yi hugged Murphy over, let her head rest on her chest, and her lips warmed between her temples for a while before she said slowly.

"And then?" muttered Murphy, still under the influence of the imagination just now.

"Of course, it has to be good all the time! Writing songs is just writing songs, and it has nothing to do with reality!" Yang Yi said softly.

got the answer he wanted, Murphy's head rubbed against Yang Yi's chest and stopped talking.

"Let me read you a poem, do you remember the last time I told you, 'I am worried about the new words'?" Yang Yi asked with a smile.

"I don't remember. Murphy whispered.

This is a poem written by a man named Xin Qiji in ancient times, and the full text is like this: The young man does not know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor, and say that you are sad for the new words......" Yang Yi read in frustration.

"Hey, you seem to have read too much. Murphy sat up straight and said suspiciously.

"No, the word card of this poem is like this, and there is another sentence below: Now I know the taste of sorrow, and I want to say goodbye. I want to say it's okay, but it's cool and autumn!" Yang Yi shook his head and said.

Murphy couldn't help but smile lightly: "It's a cool autumn, this sentence sounds so casual! ”

That's right, what this poem wants to say is that when I was young, I didn't know what sorrow was, so I liked to go to a tall building and look into the distance, as if I could understand the taste of sorrow. And people who climb high and look far away and don't know how to worry, in order to write a good work, they also reluctantly say that they are worried. It's okay now, now I've tasted all the sorrows, and I can't say anything I want to say, I can only say that it's cool and autumn...... It's like saying a normal word, there is no rhyme at all. ”

Yang Yi read a bunch of them, then looked at Murphy's eyes with a smile, and said softly: "The songs I write now are originally to forcibly describe this sad emotion, but just like what is said in this song, if people really reach this kind of sadness, I am afraid they will not be able to write works that express this emotion." ”

"I understand, I'm just, I'm just a little bit infected by the emotions of these songs, and suddenly my heart is sad. Murphy grabbed Yang Yi's hand, lowered his head and said, "But now that I'm by your side, I understand that I haven't lost you, and I'm very happy, I know that it's not like that!"

"Dangdangdang!" The movement next to them interrupted Yang Yi and Murphy's thoughts, and they turned their heads to look over.

At the crib, Xiao Yu probably saw his father and mother ignoring him, and he didn't bother to continue looking, the little guy grabbed the toys of the crib, and the small plastic forklift he liked rhythmically knocked on the guardrail of the crib.

It's like a jailbreak!

Yang Yi and Murphy retracted their gaze and smiled at each other, and Murphy also got off Yang Yi's lap and went over to take care of his youngest son.