Chapter 067: Painting the Heart

Winter light can easily turn to dusk.

It was getting dark, but Maggie never woke up.

Tyumen Hao looked at Maggie lying on the bed, even in her sleep, even if her face was full of sadness, Maggie was still beautiful and sexy.

Especially her red lips, after falling asleep, will pout slightly.

It's like a dream.

A man's dream, blurry and seductive.

Tyumen Hao felt a little dry in his mouth, and then turned his head away from looking at Maggie on the bed

Tyumen Hao made himself a cup of black tea.

When the black tea is in the stomach, it is indeed extremely refreshing.

Thinking that he would be idle anyway, he simply took out a pen from Maggie's coffee table and pulled out a piece of paper from Maggie's printout.

He began to write and draw on it.

During this time, Tyumen also began to take classes with the vocal music teacher that Maggie hired for him, learning some simple music theory and lyrics and composition skills.

He can also do some simple songwriting with simple notation now, although he is still not skilled, but it doesn't matter, he just needs to write the general melody, and he can ask his assistant Joe to help him polish it later.

Tyumeiho wrote a lyric "Painting the Heart" on manuscript paper.

Then try to compose the music with a simple notation.

This song is a very popular work in the world of his lifetime, and Qiu Minghao liked it deeply when he heard it for the first time, and every time he went to KTV, it was also a must-order track for him.

The original singer of "Painting the Heart" is Zhang Liangying, a new generation female singer with excellent singing skills in the Chinese music scene, and this song invited the famous Hong Kong lyricist Chen Shaoqi to write the lyrics, the composition is in charge of Fujiwara Ikuro, the whole song is atmospheric and low, and the heart of a woman who is hurt by love is written vividly.

Today, after listening to Maggie's story and witnessing Maggie's despair and sadness, he feels that this song is very suitable for Maggi, and he believes that Maggie, who sings like Zhang Liangying, can completely interpret it movingly.

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Time passed minute by minute in Tyumen Hao's writing, painting, and painting.

When I looked up again, it was already dark outside, and the lights of thousands of homes lit up the darkness of the night.

The sparkling lights are like stars in the sky.

Qiu Minghao was writing with a lot of emotions at the same time.

"Minghao, what are you writing?"

I don't know what Maggie has already gotten up, and at the moment she is by Tyumenhao's side, watching him write and draw.

"Are you awake, Maggie?"

Qiu Minghao turned around, but saw a lazy and stunning face.

"Well, I've been asleep for a long time?"

Maggie looked into Tyumeho's eyes and asked softly.

"It didn't take long, maybe three or four hours. ”

Tyumen Hao smiled softly.

"Oh my God, I've slept for so long, and you've been here with me all the time?"

Maggie looked at Tyumen Hao in surprise.

"Anyway, it's okay today, I'm afraid that you will wake up and feel bored alone, so I want to sit for a while. ”

Tyumyonho's eyes were full of tenderness.

"Thank you, Minghao. ”

Maggie was also very moved for a while.

"You're welcome, Maggie, remember to call me in the future, don't do stupid things alone, you know?"

"I see, thank you for worrying you today. ”

Maggie's eyes suddenly warmed.

"It's fine if you're okay. ”

"By the way, I was just watching you sit here alone and write, what are you doing?"

Maggie reverses the subject.

"I was bored just now, so I thought about writing a song, you see, what do you think?"

Tyumen Hao picked up the manuscript paper on the bar and handed it to Maggie beside him.

"Really?"

Maggie's eyes were also immediately attracted by the manuscript paper in Tyumenhao's hand.

"It's well written, although there are still a few minor mistakes, but it can be seen that you have learned well from the music theory teacher during this time. ”

Maggie smiled back and praised.

"Thank you boss for sure. ”

Qiu Minghao showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled happily.

"Your teeth are so beautiful. ”

Maggie said suddenly.

"What?"

Tyumen Hao was confused by Maggie's jumping topic, and didn't react for a while.

"I said your teeth are beautiful, white, and straight. ”

Maggie smiled too.

Actually, she also wanted to say, your breath smells so good.

But it's too shocking to think of such words, so I can't help but have no exit.

"What do you think of this song?"

Tyumen Hao returned his gaze to the manuscript paper, and if he digressed again, he would run away, Tyumen Hao thought.

"The lyrics are beautiful, and the melody is beautiful. ”

Maggie exclaimed.

"Do you want me to sing it to you? I have a problem with my composition, and there may be some places where I can't express the melody in my heart. ”

"Okay. ”

Maggie picked up the tea that Tyumen Hao was drinking at the bar, took a sip, and said.

"I can't see through it,

It's your lost soul.

Can't guess,

It's the color of your pupils.

A gust of wind, a dream, love is as unpredictable as life,

What is your heart bewitched?

Your silhouette is submerged in the night.

Look at the peach blossoms, what kind of results they bloom.

Looking at you, holding me, eyes like moonlight and loneliness,

Just let you, in the arms of others, be happy.

Loving you, like a heartbeat, hard to touch;

Drawing you, not drawing, your bones.

Remembering you, the face is my persistence waiting for you,

You are me, a song that can't be sung.

If you can't see through it, it's your lost soul;

I can't guess, it's the color of your pupils.

A gust of wind, a dream, love is as unpredictable as life,

What is your heart bewitched?

Loving you, like a heartbeat, hard to touch;

Draw you, can't draw your bones!

Remembering you, the face is my persistence waiting for you,

You are me, a song that can't be sung!

Loving you, like a heartbeat, hard to touch;

Drawing you, not drawing, your bones.

Remembering you, the face is my persistence waiting for you,

You are me, a song that can't be sung,

My heart is willing to give up only for you........"