After taking the photo, Hee-sung and Taeyeon entered the "new house".

There are very few furnishings, only in the bedroom there is a carved large wooden bed, the very ancient kind, Xi Cheng wonders if it was pulled out of the museum to make up the number, fortunately it is quite sturdy, and it does not look dirty.

"This place needs to put a dressing table, what kind of choice is it, Hee-sung ......" Taeyeon was not disappointed with the new house with four walls, but was enthusiastic and prepared to decorate it herself.

"You can go to the antique furniture market and find a dresser of the same style as the bed," Xi Chengjian said, "Since the house and the big bed are antique, we can just look at the pictures on the Internet and call them to send them over." ”

"Will it cost a lot of money?" Taeyeon unconsciously tightened the bag in her hand, you can imagine it suddenly drying up, and I don't know if the show will be reimbursed.

PD rolled his eyes, your man has so much money, and you are still worried about this.

He had already concluded in his heart that Xicheng's girlfriend who was hyped up last year was the girl in front of him, and the two of them participated in "We Are Married" in their true colors, and they dared to hide it in front of him.

Man is like that, once he decides on something, he looks at everything and feels suspicious.

For example, when Taeyeon stumbled under her feet and almost fell, Hee-sung naturally held her waist, and she supported her so naturally, without any sense of disobedience, who would believe that they had no intimate contact, the reality is not acting in Korean dramas, PD will not believe that young couples will stop in love, it is polite?

Hee-sung doesn't care about any furniture money.

"There should be a sofa here, the soft one, plop it up," Hee Cheng gestured, "The color is whatever you want, as long as it's not pink." ”

The pink thing, as a man, really accepts incompetence.

"Do you want to put a workbench. You can write a song or something," the girl's eyes were shining, and she began to look forward to the new house she had laid out.

Xicheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Just put some you like, you can go anywhere in the office." ”

The environment for music creation is much more demanding, and it is difficult to provide such a humble house, and no matter how it is arranged, it is just a prop after all. It's like a sweet dream, there will be a moment when you wake up, and the more you invest. The more regrets there are.

Taeyeon nodded excitedly, "I also have two pots of flowers, you can bring them from my house, and my dad still has an unopened tea set......"

Khan, is this called outward extroversion and elbow turning outwards for girls?

Design how to arrange every inch of space, and then order it online, as for moving something, someone will naturally handle it.

It was getting late, and Hee-sung was sure of something. So he took Taeyeon out to eat.

On the day of their birthday, they spent dinner together.

The address for dinner is in a very special restaurant.

"Wow, this restaurant is like a concert hall, why is there no one there?" Taeyeon's footsteps are a little weak. The little blushed and fluttered.

It's a high-end restaurant, and it's supposed to be the busiest time of the day, but there are no customers in the restaurant, so it's not hard to guess that Taeyeon can't be surprised. This must be the so-called charter.

She is not a vain girl, but it is difficult to suppress the excitement in her heart at this moment.

Any girl who is so valued will be excited.

"It should be the crew's arrangement. Let's just care, just eat," Hee Sung opened his eyes and said nonsense, anyway, any black pot can be pushed to the crew to carry it, even if the audience thinks the show is too extravagant, it can't blame the two of them.

"How can there still be a band?" On the side of the antique restaurant, there is a stage, on which there are a few people waiting for musical instruments, and when I first entered the door, I didn't see it, and I was stared at by these people at first glance, plus these people were obviously serving the two of them, Taeyeon was very uncomfortable, and she was a little overwhelmed with her gestures.

Even if she is not Cinderella, she is not a princess after all, and it is difficult to be as calm as Hee Sung.

"Well, don't look at it, sit down," Hee-sung pulled out of his chair and pressed Taeyeon's little head against it.

There was a lot of confusion in his head, this surprise was a bit big, it was completely frightened, and in the midst of the confusion, Taeyeon began to wonder again, what kind of music the band would play, it would definitely not be their "GEE", there would be no song like that on such an occasion, it was completely incompatible.

The cello sounded first, and with the player closing his eyes and pulling the strings gracefully, the melodious tune began to sound......

The cello is not simpler than the violin, and the sound is thicker, and when you hear it in your ears, it is a very unfamiliar tune, and Taeyeon thinks about it for a while and can only give a very good conclusion.

Soon, the sound of the piano also sounded, and the sound mixed together became more beautiful, and the tone was not slow, it could even be said to be exciting, it was the kind of excitement of the moonlight sprinkled on the mountain stream, there was a crisp impact, and there was a sudden overlap of silent strokes......

In the meantime, there was the sound of the strings striking, rattling, like water droplets splashing on the rocks, frightening the moonlight......

"It's time to eat," Hee-sung coughed lightly, they weren't here to enjoy the music, but to eat.

Taeyeon glanced at Hee-sung angrily, and was a little angry in her heart.

In the sound of such music, I only think about eating!

"It's okay," Hee-sung tilted his head and took a sip from his glass, "the title song of my new album." ”

"But ......" Taeyeon wants to say that this is not a song, this is pure music, and the Korean music scene is not without pure musicians, they will also release albums, and there is a certain market, but Hee-sung and those people really can't have a relationship.

The outside world calls Hee Sung the vane of pop music, is he ready to engage in pure music now?

"Let's listen while eating, it's dinner time," Hee-sung said in a bad hand and grabbed Taeyeon's ear to stop her from listening.

Taeyeon glared and shook her little head, trying to get rid of Hee-sung's hand......

"Ouch, why are you biting," Hee-sung looked at the obvious tooth marks on the back of his hand speechlessly, feeling that he had underestimated the lethality of Kim Tae-yeon.

"Shhhh

Hee Sung shrugged his shoulders and had to listen to her, but his face was extremely strange.

As the music came to an end, Taeyeon felt that her breath was light, she really couldn't imagine that Hee-sung still had such talent, yes, it was normal for this guy to do anything.

The pianist didn't move, the cellist didn't move, and the one who was striking the accompaniment breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the guzheng player next to him, who had not moved.

To be precise, the guzheng player is an old man with almost white hair, and he wears a moon-white classical robe, like an elder who walked out of a TV series.

Pedaling ...... Cold and so onCold and so on......

It is the sound of the guzheng, a magical instrument from ancient China, in fact, the music of any country is eclectic, the guzheng exists in Korea and even Europe, but few artists have touched this instrument.

Taeyeon now realizes that this instrument, which many people consider monotonous, can play so much content. (To be continued......)