Chapter 112 ; composer

All of this is because of her. If it wasn't for the sake of the child to use him and hide by his side, he wouldn't have led him to this result. Is there any way to restore him to the same Cheng Shiling as before? He had given her his eyes, and he couldn't let him change anything.

Just when she was distressed, the familiar lyrics floated in front of her.

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If there is only temptation left in love

All that is left is to endure each other

Stop torturing each other

Because we're all at fault

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"I'm sorry, that's all I remember." The man stopped singing, walked up to her, and politely asked, "Can you sit down for a while?" ”

Liu Yilan glanced at him and moved to the side.

"Curious how I can sing this song?"

The man took the initiative to talk, with a smile on his face, ordinary people have no immunity to resist, but what he saw in front of him was Liu Yilan, not someone else.

has experienced life and death, and has known Chen Junjue and Cheng Shiling, the best in the world, and her immunity to handsome guys has long been cultivated indestructible.

She was indeed surprised that he would be able to sing this song, and even suspected that he, like her, was reborn to the Republic of China a hundred years ago. But she has never liked to be pinched, so the dead duck has a hard mouth and says against her will: "I'm not interested." ”

"You've been curious since you agreed to let me sit down, otherwise you wouldn't have agreed to me sitting next to you."

That person seems to be very confident, or should I say too narcissistic? But he was right, and if he wasn't interested in it, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to give way to him.

She smiled and said, "So what, can you tell your true purpose?" ”

"A year ago, I was fortunate enough to hear a beautiful woman singing, that pure and ethereal voice seemed to wash away all the distractions of the troubled world." It's a pity that after that time, no matter how he searched, he couldn't find this person.

"You've been to Eastside?" His words caused Liu Yilan's memories. It was a terrible time for the war, but it was one of the few days when she had the most carefree and happy days.

"Well, I went to Dongcheng to run errands at that time, and I happened to meet you singing for everyone."

"You're thinking too much, I'm just singing for one person." That person was the secret of her heart.

"If you had the chance, would you like to sing for everyone?" The man asked urgently.

Liu Yilan didn't think about it, and simply replied: "I don't want to." ”

The man's expression was very disappointed, he seemed unwilling to give up, and continued: "As long as you want, I can agree to any conditions. ”

His perseverance piqued her interest, and she asked with a lot of mouth, "Why are you obsessed with this?" ”

"I'm a composer." As if mentioning something unspeakable, he paused for a few seconds before saying, "Actually, I've always wanted to be a composer and write lyrics and music for those singers. My greatest wish is that one day what I have written will reach the streets. ”

But he never succeeded, and the voices of those singers left him uninspired and made him feel that what he wrote was boring, so he never really produced a piece of music until now. It wasn't until he went to Dongcheng to investigate that he overheard her voice, which inspired him at that time.

He had never heard anything new before, and her voice was overwhelming. The existing singers have been oppressed by today's society, and in order to cater to the preferences of the public, regardless of vulgarity and singing, that is not what he wants. He wasn't sure what he wanted until he heard her voice, and at that moment he finally found his bearings