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When she got home, Su Huan was still lying on the bed, and Feng Han, who had long expected this situation, bought a hearty lunch from outside.

While eating, Feng Han also chatted with her about gossip.

"You know Lord Su Minghe, right?"

Su Huan chuckled in her heart, "You know, what's wrong?"

"Today I found out that he, Sister Xiaowu and Su Su's grandmother almost got married before!" Feng Han added.

"Poof!" Su Huan, who was drinking porridge, squirted on the ground.

"Who did you listen to?" Su Huan said in a gaffe.

"I listened to what Su Su's grandfather said!" Feng Han said, "I just mentioned the name of the old Su yesterday, and it made the old man Han angry, I knew that the two were rivals in love when they were young, and at that time Lord Su had already married a lady, if it weren't for the fact that Lord Su was not a lord at that time, it is estimated that Old Man Han would not be able to hold the beauty." ”

"Hehe, what a coincidence~" Su Huan smiled awkwardly.

"That's right, one is my old friend, and the other is Xiao Wu's grandfather, it seems that I can't mention Han Xiaoleng's name in front of Lao Su in the future. ”

Su Huan nodded, no wonder when she wanted to be admitted to the Asian Academy of Arts, her father disagreed, originally thought that she was reluctant to go so far to Shanghai, but now she understands, because Han Lao is a visiting professor of Yayi, and he must take his class to learn script writing.

After I go back, I must accompany my father to watch a movie and watch a movie starring Duanmu Sakura~

After the two had eaten, Feng Han took off his clothes and began to admire Su Huan's new work on the bed.

In Feng Han's opinion, the plot of paper marriage is a bit old-fashioned, and he has seen and heard too many similar stories in that world.

However, in the Daxia literary world, such a routine has not been used badly, coupled with Su Huan's strong writing, it is unstoppable to read, and Feng Han looks very empty.

That's right, it's a weak heart, because the hero and heroine gradually have a good impression from the initial resistance, and those details are too similar to him and Lu Youxi now!

is especially terrifying, and now that "You at the Same Table" has also been released, Su Huan, who was bored on the side, was listening to that song.

Then he smiled at Feng Han, "This song is really well written!"

Feng Han hehe: "It's still your writing is good~"

"In the comments, it was said that you started creating when you first met Lu Youxi, which is really heartfelt," Su Huan comforted, "But don't worry, you have known each other early, I won't be jealous, I'm really glad I started fast enough." ”

"Don't listen to the nonsense in the comments, there is no such thing!"

"So you wrote it after you knew me?"

"You can't say that~" Feng Han told him about the false experience of being framed and singing on the spot in desperation.

Su Huan hugged her arms and said with a smile, "What is written now can be so good, I bothered." ”

This look vividly shows what it means to be "smiling on the face and MMP in the heart." ”

If he didn't know what to do, Feng Han would be too stupid, "Then why don't I write you a song too?"

"Don't be too yourself. Su Huan's face was cold, and she said enthusiastically in her heart.

"Don't be embarrassed, don't be embarrassed, in fact, I already have a song that has been brewing for a long time," Feng Han quickly searched his music library, "But unfortunately, I can't sing without a guitar by my side." ”

"I'm going to find you a guitar!" Su Huan was in a hurry, and immediately called Lan Zhi or Chen Yingjian to send the guitar over.

Feng Han grabbed her, "It doesn't matter if you don't have a guitar, there is a corresponding poetry version of this song, I can read the poetry version to you, it is also very good, and to be honest, I don't sing very well." ”

Holding Su Huan and gently patting her shoulder, Feng Han tried to create a feeling of drowsiness.

"When you're old, your hair is gray, and you're sleepy~"

"Tired of sitting by the fire, take down the book. ”

Feng Han read the Chinese translation of Yeats's classics.

This poem is a love poem written by the great Irish poet Yeats to his girlfriend Maute Gang, the language is concise, the emotion is sincere, and the use of hypothetical imagination, contrast, intention emphasis, symbolism and sublimation of a variety of artistic expressions.

Later, this poem was adapted into a song by Zhao Zhao, a singer of "Good Chinese Songs", but the starting point of his adaptation was to think of the image of his mother.

So the song "When You're Old" sounds more moving, it can be to lovers, but also to mothers, and the poems are completely like love poems.

Later, this song was sung by Karen Mok on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, and it became popular all over the country that year.

After listening to this song "When You Are Old", the emotional Su Huan left tears in her eyes, she used Feng Han's chest to hide her gaffe, and asked, "When I am old, will you really love me?"

Feng Han: "Of course, do what you say. ”

Su Huan: "It can't be a puppy!"

Both of them laughed, Feng Han secretly rubbed his waist, and then shouted with a squint, "Huan Huan, I want to~"

"Oops......"

In the evening, Feng Han called Old Man Han and asked how Su Su was getting along with them.

"Okay, great, we took Su Su to eat the entire Beicheng District, and we also went to the zoo to see the giant pandas!"

Sure enough, everyone loves giant pandas, but there is no zoo in Dongyang, and Su Su has long wanted to see it.

"That's good, I'll pick her up later. ”

"Pick it up, just stay here," Han Xiaoleng waved his hand, "This girl likes us very much now!"

Feng Han: Don't worry, when you get to Chang'an, you will become a person who likes grandma.

"But we have a train tomorrow. "Feng Han is so difficult.

"When the time comes, we can't send you directly to the station, we will also take the train back to Shanghai. ”

"Then," Feng Han pretended to hesitate, "then let me say a few words to Su Su." ”

After confirming that Su Su likes his grandparents very much now, Feng Han was finally relieved, anyway, he was polite and polite.

With Su Huan by his side, the two of them live in a world, and he really doesn't want to have multiple light bulbs.

Speaking of light bulbs, Feng Han immediately went downstairs to buy light bulbs and replaced the broken light bulbs in the room.

Su Huan and Han Wu couldn't change, so they bought a table lamp.

When changing the light bulb, Feng Han thought of the painting that Sister Xiao Wu had made for herself, and she would soon be able to see her, Feng Han was extremely happy, and it was not easy to show it in front of Su Huan.

Early the next morning, Feng Han asked Su Huan not to get up and not to send him, "I am most reluctant to part, and it is inconvenient to let my grandparents know your existence now." ”

Su Huan looked at Feng Han and shrunk her neck, "I didn't want to send you in the first place, it's so cold, I don't want to move." ”

"Little conscienceless~" Feng Han flicked her head.

Su Huan stopped him: "If you don't drive my car, just park downstairs." ”

Feng Han: "It's not okay to drive without a license, let's take a taxi." ”

When he arrived at the train station, Feng Han snatched Su Su from the unwilling old man Han, "Thank you old man and grandma for taking care of Su Su and causing you trouble." ”

Han Xiaoleng said unreservedly, "You can't trouble us more." ”

Feng Han: "It's time to make my grandma troublesome." ”

Duanmu Sakura said: "Okay, let it to your grandmother for the time being, but you want to come to Shanghai during the New Year, and your family will come!"