Walking into the house, when Ye Han turned on the lights, Yan Xi was still shocked when he saw the scene in the house.

It turned out that inside the house, it turned out to be a beautiful recording studio.

It's not just any bungalow.

The interior of the house is also decorated in a standard postmodern utopian style, with a number of guitars and bass hanging on the walls painted gray.

A set of expensive recording equipment is placed in the center of the room, and there are all kinds of equipment such as tuners, filters, etc., which are much more professional than ordinary recording studios.

Yan Xi stared at the room in surprise and said in surprise: "Oh my God, Ye Han, I really didn't expect that this was actually a recording studio." ”

Ye Han smiled softly, then looked at Yan Xi and asked, "Do you like it here?"

"I like it, I really like it, the style of this decoration is also my favorite, your friend's aesthetics, it's really good. Yan Xi carefully took down a guitar from the wall, tried a note, and found that it was very accurate, and there was no need to debug it at all.

It seems that Ye Han's friend should be a very professional musician.

"If I like, I'll buy it then. Ye Han stood behind Yan Xi, looked at her warmly, and said lightly.

Hearing this, Yan Xi immediately turned around, stared at Ye Han in surprise, and said, "Really?

"If you don't want to, you have to sell it, unless, one day, he doesn't want to eat what I made. Ye Han smiled evilly, then turned on the recording equipment and said to Yan Xi: "Let me listen to your version of "Leaving the Night". ”

"Huh?" Although Yan Xi has already finished recording the version of "Leaving the Night" that he is more satisfied with, but now, to sing in front of Ye Han, the original singer, Yan Xi is still a little nervous.

Ye Han gently touched Yan Xi's face and said, "I just want to hear it, I'll help you accompani." ”

"Good. Yan Xi naturally didn't want to be pretentious, then handed the guitar in his hand to Ye Han and walked in front of the microphone.

Ye Han held the guitar and stared at Yan Xi with a smile.

Then, for the first time in five years, the six strings on the guitar were plucked.

The prelude melody of "Leaving the Night" slowly came out.

Listening to the melody, Yan Xi also closed his eyes and sang the new version of the adaptation emotionally.

The night, dark and cold, has no feelings;

I don't understand the loneliness of my heart at all;

The smell of his shirt still lingered on his fingertips;

But the night came quietly;

I watch the invisible light of the night;

Thinking of the reluctant smile when he left him;

He said we would always be together;

but not this night;

Night, please do not come;

My world doesn't want you;

You always remind me of his figure;

but could not feel his breath;

Night, please leave quickly;

The darkness makes me almost blurred;

I want to be in that night without temperature;

Lying in his warm embrace;

When Ye Han plucked the last string, Yan Xi slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were already filled with tears.

But Yan Xi actually knew in his heart that he would never be able to sing the true meaning of this song, because he had not fallen out of love, because he had not been emotionally traumatized.

"Yes...... Is it okay?" Yan Xi stared at Ye Han nervously.

Ye Han put down the guitar, slowly walked in front of Yan Xi, raised his hand and gently touched Yan Xi's face, and said, "It's good, I was worried that you might not be emotionally enough, but now it seems that I am too worried." You still sing about the feeling of missing your lover at night. ”

"Because every night, when you're not around, I do think about you. Yan Xi said without hesitation.

Ye Han held Yan Xi's head, and then kissed Yan Xi's forehead gently, and then said: "In the past few days, I have written a song for you, you can listen to it, like it or not." ”

"Ah, really?" Hearing Ye Han's words, Yan Xi was really overjoyed, and said to Ye Han excitedly.

Ye Han nodded, then moved a chair, adjusted the position of the microphone, and said to Yan Xi, "Help me bring the guitar." ”

"Uh-huh!" Yan Xi took the guitar for Ye Han like a cheerful little rabbit and handed it to Ye Han's hand.

"Yan Xi, sit next to me. Ye Han patted the half-left stool beside him.

Ye Han smiled warmly, and without hesitation, sat beside Ye Han.

Ye Han picked up the guitar and said, "This song is called "The Color of the Sunset", and it is the first song I gave you. ”

"The Color of the Sunset" naturally alludes to Yan Xi's name. Moreover, the sunset always gives a warm feeling, especially suitable for lazy love songs.

The most important thing is that this time, it is also Yan Xi, five years later, who listened to Ye Han sing for the first time.

Vaguely, Yan Xi remembered the scene when he listened to Ye Han singing in the school auditorium.

At that time, she was still an ignorant girl, sitting in the crowd, looking at her idol infatuatedly, and listening to it with tears streaming down her face.

And now, I have the opportunity to sit next to my idol and listen to him sing love songs specially written for him.

This kind of luck is really not something that ordinary people can feel.

This made Yan Xi couldn't help but lean his head on Ye Han's shoulder.

There was a figure in that corner of the coffee shop;

Looking out the window at the busy side of the road;

The misty sunset fell on her brows;

It's so warm that it's intoxicating;

She closed her eyes and smelled the coffee;

It was as if I saw him across the road;

A charming smile crept up the corners of her mouth;

Lazy and lazy makes people very evocative;

……

Unconsciously, when Ye Han finished singing the whole song, Yan Xi still didn't come out of the picture of the coffee shop, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes closed, feeling the picture of waiting for his lover to come in the coffee shop.

"Do you like it?" until his ears, Ye Han's gentle voice sounded.

Yan Xi slowly opened his eyes, smiled charmingly, nodded vigorously, and said, "It's good, it's very good!"

"It's good to like it. Ye Han put down the guitar, then slowly tilted his body towards Yan Xi, and said gently: "Yan Xi, do you know? Your appearance made me feel once again that love is the most precious thing in the world." I love you, Yan Xi. ”

"Ye Han ......" When he heard Ye Han say the words 'I love you' in person, Yan Xi was completely emotional, and once again, he took the initiative to kiss Ye Han.

And this time, Ye Han no longer had any hesitation in his heart, hugged Yan Xi's delicate body tightly, and kissed Yan Xi's sexy and charming lips emotionally.

Yan Xi also took the initiative to hook Ye Han's neck tightly and sat on Ye Han's lap without hesitation.

The breath of each other is blurred with each other, and the gasps between each other come and go.

……

"Sister Xiran, do you see, did I paint a portrait?" After more than an hour of copying, Nuo Nuo finally finished painting Li Xiran's portrait.

Li Xiran came to Nuo Nuo's side excitedly and looked at his portrait, which was at least nine points similar.

"Nuno, can you give me this sketch?" Li Xiran couldn't help but ask with the drawing book.

After thinking about it, Nuno shook his head and said, "I can't agree to this request, because I have to keep all the portraits I painted, and I can make a small album of my own in the future." With that, Nono giggled happily.

Li Xiran looked at the time at this time, and found that it was already more than nine o'clock, and she was faintly a little worried in her heart, in case Ye Han and Yan Xi came back, how should she face them.

It's just that Li Xiran was also a little reluctant, so she left Nuonuo like this.

After this meeting, Li Xiran didn't know when he would be with Nuo Nuo so close next time.

If Ye Han knew about it, would Ye Han still allow himself to get close to Nuo Nuo?

A series of worries couldn't help but appear in Li Xiran's heart.

"Nono, I'm going back. But I still have one more request, and I hope Nono will grant me. Li Xiran touched Nuonuo's hair and said gently.

Nuo Nuo nodded and said, "Sister Xiran, you just say that as long as Nuo Nuo can do it, Nuo Nuo will definitely agree to you." ”

Li Xiran took a deep breath, and then said seriously: "Don't tell your father, tonight, I'm with you." ”