Chapter Seventy-Five: The Love of My Life

Wang Yang and Fengyin were held by their daughters and walked leisurely in the green space. The two gossip, and the daughter is lively and active.

This kind of situation has not happened before, and now there is a little bit of a loving couple. There are thousands of unhappy families, but happy families are always very similar. It takes a short time for them to reach this feeling, but the journey of their respective hearts is very long.

Feng Yin has gone from that inexplicable loss to his current identification with Wang Yang, and his heart is like a person who knows how cold and warm he is when he drinks water......

Wang Yang seems to have been unruly, but in fact, he is not as casual as he imagined. After all, this is a crossing, not to that country as before.

Everything here is very unfamiliar, and the inevitable amount also affects his mood and becomes a little irritable. He can't be the protagonist of the novel in that life, and crossing over is like going home. After all, he's not a soul piercing, and he's not a novel.

Wang Yang and Feng Yin are very fortunate that they have a daughter, and this daughter is still a demonic existence.

If little apples are like ordinary babies, the "troublesome" growth cycle is so long, I am afraid that their mentality will be distorted under the pressure of many times far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Although they are all strong existences in the eyes of outsiders, they are still human beings after all......

Fortunately, they have survived! And I believe that in the future, it will only become better and better, and those ungood things will also be far away.

"May I ask you a question......" Feng Yin's faint but beautiful voice made it a pleasure to even listen to her.

However, Fengyin in the workplace does not speak like this, those people don't have this kind of ear blessing.

Wang Yang tilted his head and said, "What?"

"Remember the song you hummed on the night your daughter was born?"

"Remember, what's wrong?"

"That song, I asked your name, it's called the love of your life, isn't it......"

"I also said that if you want to hear it, I will sing it to you with the lyrics......"

"I want to hear ......"

"I can't sing because that song, in my hometown, represents a poignant love. But we're happy now......"

"It's okay, you told me, we used to be bitter, I believe that there is bitterness before sweetness, and our bitterness will eventually come......"

"Baba... Guoguo should also listen... Guoguo always remembers... It's nice to sing Baba ... Baba sing quickly..."Little Apple looked up at her little face, and there was anticipation in her little eyes.

The love of my life, the theme song of Journey to the West, this is a Cantonese song that is recognized as difficult to sing. In addition to the song, in fact, the most difficult thing is the feelings contained in the lyrics and songs. I have loved deeply, I have lost painfully, and this loss is not a love change, and it is a barrier between heaven and man.

Those who lose because of worldly desires, don't be funny, can't understand the feelings in the lyrics, which is why almost no one has the courage to cover this song. After all, the test is not the singing skills, but the inner ......

None of these can be Wang Yang's problems, because... Not much worse than the lover of that life than the eternal separation of heaven and man... And in this life, he got the love of his life. He believes that no one knows better than him the feelings that the words "love of life" represent.

The winds of midwinter are gloomy and desolate, but also herald the arrival of spring. At this moment, the trail is mottled with snow and green leaves. The enlarged Feng family compound is also crowded everywhere from time to time......

At this moment, the desolate and sad and ethereal and majestic voice and song burst out from Wang Yang's throat, cutting through the space and spreading far into the sky.

Some people say that it took many years to understand how difficult it was for the Supreme Treasure to turn around. Wang Yang also has the same experience, abandoning the prestige and glory of the past and his lover, and welcoming the free elegance and family of this life, just as the lyrics of the love of his life sing......

"Once upon a time, now, past, never again

Red, deciduous leaves, long buried, dusty

The beginning and the end are always, and they don't change

You are wandering on the horizon, outside the white clouds

The sea of bitterness is full of love and hate

In the world, there is no escaping fate

Blind dates, but not approachable

Or I should, believe, or fate

Lover, farewell, never, never come again (dissipated love)

Speechless, sitting alone, looking at the world, slaughtering the world (may it be continued in the coming days)

Although the flowers will wither (only wish), they will bloom again (for you)

The love of my life is vaguely (waiting), outside the white clouds (expecting) ......"

Wang Yang sang this love song in Cantonese without a soundtrack, touching tenderness, bitterness and melodiousness. What's more, there is also the sadness and parting he personally experienced.

Wang Yang sang while walking, his voice was not loud but it spread far away, and within the range that the sound could reach, everyone who heard the song couldn't help but stop.

"Who is this coquettish?" said someone who was puzzled by the amorous feelings.

But such people were quickly despised, albeit with eye contempt.

Regardless of whether there is true love or not, even if it is false and false, a person will always have a little bit of past emotion, and he will be more or less infected by the tune.

However, people who can see Wang Yang's left and near can't help but be a little surprised, for some people who are in love or in love, or have fallen out of love or are on the road to time, they are a little envious......

"Although she is a stepmother, such an affectionate and warm picture is still enviable...... someone sighed.

"Hey, what song is he singing? Why have I never heard it?"

"I don't know, it should be a new song, or it hasn't been famous before......"

"Hey, the tone is a little sad. But the lyrics, I don't understand it, Feng You, you have been in Eastern Guangdong Province for so long, translate it. ”

Feng You really understood, and was fascinated by the artistic conception of the song and lyrics. The love of her life, she guessed that this was the title of the song, and she couldn't be wrong.

"I can't imagine that this guy who grabbed my parking space still has this ability... Sister is really lucky, enviable..."Feng You said in his heart.

"Hey, Feng You, what do you want! Flip it, what the hell is that guy singing?"

Feng You came back to his senses, glanced at these people, and said lazily: "Even if you know the lyrics, you shouldn't understand it, you still can't understand it, why should I bother with that? Don't make noise, listen to the song quietly......"

"You... Feng You... How do you speak!" Many people are not convinced!

Feng You also has a personality, shook his hand and stayed away speechlessly, quietly following Wang Yang and the three of them.

But a song is only so long, and it didn't take long for the song to end, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, which made those people feel uncomfortable. It always feels like something is missing......

"It's good, the music is good, the lyrics are good, I love it... It's okay to sing..."Feng Yin doesn't have the aura of the Ice Demon Queen at the moment, she has just the brilliance of a wife and a mother, and there is no exaggeration of enthusiasm, but there is a subtlety and stretch of tenderness like water......

"Baba is so good, singing is so good, those uncles and aunts have followed us ...... "little apple" has nothing to do", and they have long noticed.

At this time, Feng Yin's residence in the Feng family's compound also arrived, and the two turned their heads to see that several people had really come here......