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As soon as Cen Ye put the notebook down, the other person was already standing beside her, lowered his head, and suddenly got very close, and his breath sprayed on her cheeks: "I don't look at it, you play and sing to me." ”

Xu Xunsheng was silent.

"If you don't sing Lao Tzu, you ......," he said, "I don't know what Lao Tzu will do." ”

I don't know if it's because he made his bad low voice in his ears and disturb people's hearts, or because this song was originally caused by him. made Xu Xunsheng rarely take a little bit of anger. She didn't look at him, picked up the sheet music, walked over to the instrument, and picked up a guitar. Cen Ye whistled in surprise.

Xu Xunsheng stared at the score, his eyes gradually calmed down, and at the same time he caught a glimpse of Cen Ye pulling a chair and sitting down opposite him. At this time, he was almost like an emperor, with his legs spread out, his back resting, his arms resting on the armrests, and the two fingers of one hand supporting his cheeks. It's a small movement, but it's also very handsome

However, Xu Xunsheng took music seriously and seriously, and didn't care about his direct gaze, lowered his head and tuned a few notes, and began to play.

It is a rather melodious and quaint melody, even if played on the guitar, it is more light, but still timeless.

Cen Ye only listened to the prelude, and his brows stretched slightly. If Xu Xunsheng looked up at this moment, he would see a rare quiet smile on his face.

She lightly lifted her lips:

"The grass grows and the warbler flies in panic and another spring,

You're still a teenager.

The sky is high and the cold night is the hardest to sleep,

Who will accompany me when lonely tea is wine?

Yes......

Ask the sun,

The slanting sun is silent, and the moss is pan.

Think......

to the difficulty,

Someone is there to protect me from the cold. ”

She flicked her guitar and looked up at Cen Ye at the same time. At the moment he seemed very quiet, not smiling, motionless, his eyes staring directly at her. That look made Xu Xunsheng's heart tremble, he turned his head away, and continued to play and sing by himself.

And this song has gradually reached its climax, but it has the meaning of urgency in the ancient song:

"Deep, earnest, crazy, faint.

He wants to see you turn back more,

Looking back at the broken rivers and seas, I miss and overturn my greed.

Every day, eye to eye, slowly, far away.

He wanted to climb over the mountain,

There are people at the bottom of the mountain who do not complain or regret giving me what I ask for. ”

After singing this paragraph, Xu Xunsheng's heart seemed to linger deeply, and his singing and guitar voices were more relaxed. But when she raised her head, she saw Cen Ye still sitting there like that, motionless, but there was a rare glint in her eyes. Xu Xunsheng was shocked, but he had already raised his hand to block his eyes. But those eyes, dark and stubborn, still looked at her through the fingers. Xu Xunsheng suddenly couldn't turn his head anymore to see that he didn't have a penny. She looked up at the empty space in front of her and continued to play. Her music reaches its climax, the melody is passionate, but it is still fresh, soft and melodious, and so is her singing.

"Spring breeze, look up—

Look at me alone, hesitating, but waiting for the pear blossoms to bloom. ”

Then the tune went on a tactful and delicate high note:

"Passing years, slow turns—

Wait for me to come late at night with one person, one horse, one grass and one spring. ”

After Xu Xunsheng finished singing, he also finished playing and put down his hand. For a musician, the greatest meaning of music is to express one's heart directly. So at this moment, although she still has melancholy in her heart, she feels more satisfaction and tenderness. She took off her guitar, and didn't care what Cen Ye was at the moment, nor did she ask his evaluation. She was about to go back to the table and sit down when she caught a glimpse of the dark shadow standing up and coming to her at once. Xu Xunsheng raised his head and saw an unfamiliar face. Ono's expression has never been so tense, and he has never been so smiling, crying rather than crying. His eyes were slightly red, but his hand was very hard, and he grabbed her hand, and in a trembling, dry voice, he asked, "Who do you like......?" The man in the song...... Isn't it ......"

Xu Xunsheng's heart thundered, and he realized it like an empowerment. He understood, he understood, but even herself, when she wrote this song, didn't understand it so well. But he understood. No wonder he suddenly ...... just now Xu Xunsheng suddenly became anxious, panicked, so anxious that his eyes were also hot, and his gaze was too pressing, with something that made her panic and make her want to ask but didn't dare to suddenly rush to her body like this. So she subconsciously wanted to shake off his hand and run away. But Cen Ye seemed to have premeditated, the hand was so tightly grasped, and when he saw her struggling, he took her into his arms and hugged her tightly, making her unable to move.

Xu Xunsheng didn't move, and he didn't move. The two hugged each other like this. Then Xu Xunsheng felt him slowly lower his head, his chin pressed on her shoulder, and his voice was still slightly hoarse: "Is it ...... Me?"

Xu Xunsheng couldn't say anything, but his eyes were wet all of a sudden. She was silent, her face pressed tightly against his shoulder, his movements really clumsy and rude. But Xu Xunsheng felt that there was no better and palpitating time than this moment. She breathed slowly, breathing in the familiar smell of him. She thought they had never been like this, hugging each other unbridledly. Thinking that she was about to laugh again, she laughed happily.

He still held that position, his hands tightly wrapped around her back, her waist.

"I ......" Xu Xunsheng just said one word, only to feel that his heartbeat was like a chaotic array, and every word was a hot torment. He suddenly laughed, then let go of her slightly, and said quickly as if talking to himself: "Don't speak." If it's not Lao Tzu this time, Lao Tzu can really only hang himself......" Before the words fell, the soft, slightly cool face was tightly pressed on Xu Xunsheng's face, and his lips and tongue bullied him.

Everything became silent in Xu Xunsheng's ears from then on. In the morning light, in the dust, Cen Ye put one hand around her waist, the other hand held the back of her head, closed his eyes, and kissed her with all his might. His countenance was handsome, his countenance was resolute, faintly anxious. So he kissed very quickly, almost on her lips a few times, and then went deep, entangled, fierce, fast, with some kind of intense desire and longing.

Xu Xunsheng was motionless, his body was almost soft and obedient, let him hold and kiss. Her hands rested lightly on his chest, her back against a table. After he kissed her almost ravaged~, he lowered his eyes to avoid her gaze, and still held her tightly in his arms. Both of them breathed a little fast, and he listened to her without speaking, but he didn't resist anything, and his heart was happy and sad. He whispered again, "It's me, isn't it?"

Xu Xunsheng's tears overflowed, buried his face on his shoulder, and nodded his head slightly: "It's you." ”